Me, Captain of China

Under the night, Grosso held a bright red rose and walked into the store that had not been proofed.

Roses are dotted with snowflakes, and the fragrance is still in the cold air.

The beautiful Jessica is seriously counting her income today, preparing to return home from work.

"Sorry, it's closing soon, please choose something as soon as possible."

Jessica did not raise her head.

Grosso's gentle eyes fell on his delicate face, and he bent slightly.

"It is said that men who work seriously are the most handsome, but I think women who work quietly are the most beautiful."

"Jessica, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

Jessica's hands counting money stupefied, lifted her delicate chin in surprise, and turned into a gentle smile.

Such a familiar and magnetic voice can make her feel excited every time, even from the age of eight to the present.

"Fabio,"

"How did you come?"

Surprisingly, her eyes fell on the rose in Grosso's hand.

"What day is it today?" Her face flashed with happiness.

The man in front of him, although not a superstar on the football field, has no reputation or money, but the love for her can fill the entire Mediterranean.

Grosso kissed his face lightly and smiled:

"Jessica,"

"I signed a big contract with a big team."

"Wow?"

Hearing this surprise, the banknote in Jessica's hand slipped into the drawer instantly, "Oh, Fabio!"

"really?"

"Congratulations!"

"This is the best news I have heard in my life!"

As soon as the words fell, Jessica stood up, then stood on tiptoe and hugged Grosso.

"Fabio,"

"You are great, great!"

"The dream finally came true!"

"I'm so happy for you." From time to time, tears had quietly slipped from Jessica's eyes.

"Well, hurry up and get off work. Let's go for a meal and celebrate."

Grosso hugged Jessica tightly and was very excited.

The turning point came, the dawn finally appeared, and he no longer had to suffer his beloved woman ...

After the game this afternoon, Schuster found him and asked if he would go to Frankfurt to play.

At that moment, Grosso hardly had any hesitation. He believed that this was the first time he had answered so plainly since he grew up.

willing!

He certainly knew Frankfurt was in the Bundesliga.

From Grade D to Grade A, do you need to hesitate? You must go to sell iron in the frypot, not to mention that it is impossible to sell iron in the frypot ...

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"Jessica,"

"We are going to Germany together."

In the noodle shop, Grosso stared affectionately at Jessica.

"Jessica, this time not to take risks, but to realize your dreams."

"The Bundesliga, like the Italian First Division, is the highest stage of German football. The team is now well ranked. In the Bundesliga, I often see their reports in the newspaper."

"I also received a signature fee today,"

Grosso was a little excited, and while his mouth was still talking, he reached into his coat with his right hand and pulled out a check.

"Look, ten thousand marks."

"So much ?!" Jessica was just a little worried just now, and now that Grosso was holding a 10,000 mark cheque in her hand, her attention was instantly diverted.

Ten thousand marks, at this time in front of Jessica and Grosso is indeed a huge sum of money. This is like playing an amateur league, a guy who can only get 300 yuan, suddenly someone threw 30,000 yuan, can you not be shocked?

"I will definitely be the main force there. You can rest assured that I will not miss this opportunity."

"Fabio," Jessica raised his hand and interrupted him.

"Are you worried that I won't go to Germany with you?"

"No, your worries are superfluous, and I will stay with you forever." Jessica's eyes softened again.

"Let's go to Germany! I will quit tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Jessica, my lover."

Suddenly, it was like glue.

...

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On January 10, the Frankfurt training ground.

"I heard you didn't,"

"Fjortoft directly terminated from the club,"

"He will not come to the training ground again."

"That guy was too boring, and he wouldn't say hello to us when he left, yes, he still owes us three meals."

In the training ground, the old players talked. Shure and Weber are chatting.

"Fjortoft seems to have not found his next home. He is too impulsive. In fact, at this age, there is nothing wrong with being a substitute at the club. It's better than not playing."

"Alas, I am used to playing the main role and suddenly want to be a substitute. It is actually very difficult to accept and understandable."

"I heard that a new man is coming today, Italian."

"Italian? What position? Ah, a little nervous." Weber's eyelids jumped.

"I don't know. It is said that I can play many positions. I also heard the club staff say, but there is no fame. It used to seem to play in the Italian Division 4 league. You don't have to be nervous. Now you are the starting left forward. Comforted.

"It's me ~ www.readwn.com ~ I don't know what will happen in the second half of the season."

"Why don't you get nervous? Fjortoft said the same thing before, but in a blink of an eye it becomes a substitute. Let's practice well. Only when we perform better than others can we keep our main position and get more. Bonus. "

Ralph Webb is also 30 years old this year, and it ’s strange not to worry, “You ’re okay, Zheng ’s side needs you. In a while, Li should not be able to take your place. At 28, if you ca n’t make it , You can also transfer to another club, but I do n’t have to. "

...

At this time, Grosso and Schuster came to the training ground together, and walked towards the big army.

"what,"

"This guy……"

As soon as Zheng Zhi saw Grosso, his eyes almost fell, and he immediately remembered Huang Jianxiang's startling roar.

"Aquinta, penalty kick! Penalty kick! Penalty kick! Grosso made a contribution, Grosso made a contribution! Don't give the Australian team any chance."

"The great left-back of Italy! He inherited the glorious tradition of Italy. Facchetti, Cabrini, and Martini were possessed by souls at this moment! Grosso alone represents the long history and history of Italian football. Traditionally, at this moment he is not alone, he is not alone! "

...

Awesome! Shuster! I wonder if you are the rebirth guy? Actually took Grosso out.

Grosso didn't play Frankfurt in his previous life. Is this a butterfly effect?

"Zheng?"

"understanding?"

Schuster glanced at Zheng Zhi.

"understanding."

"Oh, no, just met."

At this moment, his soul is possessed ...

"Hey, this is Zheng Zhi, and you are welcome to join the Frankfurt Club."

Zheng Zhi reached out a friendly big hand ...