green shooter

Chapter 138
"So how does it feel to come back and play in your hometown?"

"I am very familiar with this place, whether it is the opponent's players and coaches, this stadium, or the fans in the stands, I am very familiar with it, so this is not an away game for me, it will always be a home game."

"Speaking of the fans, we noticed that you had an interaction with the fans at the scene after you scored a goal. Can you tell me more about it?"

Zhu Hantao smiled shyly, "At that time, I just thought that I was playing for Inter Milan today, and I had to try my best to score goals, but Turin is my home, and I didn't want to celebrate after I scored.

What I didn't expect was that many Torino fans in the stands applauded me. "

"It's a touching friendship. How is your relationship with these former teammates in the Torino team? Do you still have contact?"

"How should I put it, some relationships are very good, while others have little contact with each other before. The relationship is limited to teammates, that is, contact in training and games."

"Then who do you have the best relationship with? Did you have a chat today?"

What kind of problems are these? Zhu Hantao glanced at them. An unknown tabloid, so bad. How could anyone come to the press conference.

"There are many good relationships, it's hard to say who is the best, Eugenio has always cared about me as the elder brother, and I have learned a lot from him.

Alejandro is getting more and more presentable as captain, I used to get along well with him, both in private and on the pitch. "

"Zhu, are you satisfied with your performance today?"

"Well...it's not bad. We won the game with a big score and we also scored a goal. It's quite satisfactory, but I hope it will get better and better in the future. After all, this is my first start in the league."

"Zhu Hantao, you and Ibrahimovic passed each other again in this game, can you talk about the tacit understanding between you?"

"Ha," Zhu Hantao grinned, "I think you all know that Zlatan and I have a very good relationship, and we often try to cooperate in training.

And Zlatan is a very capable player, whether it is a goal or an assist, it is a matter of course.

Today we just used the routines we used in training in the competition. "

"You started two games in a row, you performed pretty well in the Champions League and the league and scored goals, so it can be said that you have integrated into the team and adapted to Mourinho's tactical system and will occupy a starting position in the future?"

Wow, this reporter's message is really good, such a long string was finished so quickly, Zhu Hantao almost didn't catch it.

"Thank you, I joined the joint training much later than other teammates, and I have gradually integrated into the team," Zhu Hantao said with a smile as he glanced at his team, which had risen to 14 points, "However, the team's tactics and personnel arrangements still need to be decided by the head coach.

I can only do my best when I have the opportunity, live up to the trust of the head coach in me, and work hard for a starting position. "

"I heard that you live alone in a rented house near Pinettina. When you return to Turin today, will you go home and have a look?"

"Oh, good question, of course, I haven't seen my parents for almost a month, they are busy with business, and I am anxious to find my place in the team.

Today is a very good opportunity. After winning the game, I asked the head coach for leave. I can go home at night without delaying tomorrow's training. "

"Okay, thanks for your answer."

"Thank you."

Finally, after dealing with the questions from the media reporters, Zhu Hantao found Ibrahimovic and Bashen, "Let's go, we agreed to go to my house together."

"Okay, okay, we'll be there right away." Ibrahimovic waved his hand while talking on the phone, signaling to follow him.

"Who are you calling?" Zhu Hantao turned to Balotelli.

"I don't know." Don't ask me, I don't know.

The three walked all the way to the parking lot, "Is someone coming to pick us up? If the taxi is not going this way." Zhu Hantao still knows the terrain of the Torino Olympic Sports very well.

"We've arrived at the parking lot, where are you?" Ibrahimovic didn't answer and was still talking to the person on the other end of the phone.

At this time, a small car stopped in front of the three of them, "This car..." Zhu Hantao felt that these two cars seemed familiar, but because the underground parking lot was not very bright, it was hard to remember clearly.

"You did a good job today, Zlatan and Zhu." A chubby man wearing sunglasses opened the door of the car and walked up to Zhu Hantao and the others.

"Mino? Why are you here? Did Zlatan call you over?" Zhu Hantao was a little surprised, why didn't he tell himself.

"Oh, that's not true. I came to watch the match between the two of you today. Let's take a look..." Raiola said, turning to face Balotelli, and stretching out his right hand, "Hello Mario, I'm Zlatan and Zhu's agent. It's my first time meeting you. Nice to meet you."

oh?Could it be... Pull Fat, he came to see God Bass?It's not impossible, he just wanted to sign Balotelli before.

"Get in the car first, you're going to Zhu's restaurant, right? I'll take you there." Raiola waved at them and returned to the car first.

Ibrahimovic and Zhu Hantao looked at each other. Ibrahimovic shrugged his shoulders towards Zhu Hantao, and tilted his head to signal to get in the car.

The most confused person in the audience was not Zhu Hantao, but Balotelli, who didn't understand anything. He had just agreed with Zhu Hantao to visit their house, and he might have a chance to try Zhu Hantao's father's Chinese food. What's wrong with this manager?

"I was just here to watch your game live. After all, my two most important clients both won the first game in this game. I have to pay attention, don't I?" Mino Raiola took the initiative to talk about the cause of the incident in the car.

It turned out that he came to watch the game, but Ibrahimovic called his assistant, who was also a staff member of Raiola's agency, and asked him to drive over to pick them up, and at the same time, he could send them to the Pinettina training base tomorrow.

The little assistant happened to report this matter to his boss Raiola for some reason, and after La Fat figured it out, he asked him not to come. It happened that he was here, so just leave it to him.

So Raiola came to act as a driver for Zhu Hantao and the others himself. As for whether there were other purposes, he didn't mention Zhu Hantao for the time being, so it's hard to ask.

"Mario, do you have an agent now?" Raiola asked casually as if he was just chatting.

"Ah? What?" Balotelli's little head still didn't understand what was going on.

"Although it was a little hasty, but since it happened to happen, I said straightforwardly, I want to sign you, no matter whether you have signed an agent or not, if you do, fire him and sign with me."

For a young player like Balotelli, getting fat is very strong, and signing Zhu Hantao with him at the time was not a style at all.

Zhu Hantao sat on the side without saying a word, but he guessed rightly that he really came for Bashen, and Raiola still had his eye on Balotelli.

Seeing that Bashen didn't answer, Raiola went on to say: "Look, Zlatan and Zhu are both my players. What else do you worry about? If you don't believe me, you can ask their agent how they are doing?"

"They are all the main force, why are you looking for me?" Bashen asked after being silent for a while.

I am not afraid that you have problems, but I am afraid that you will not respond and remain indifferent. Raiola was delighted, "You have the potential to become a star. Zhu Hantao was also my favorite before he became the main player of the first team."

"Then what can you give me?" Hey, this Bashen is not stupid at all.

"Do you want to make money? I can help you make a lot of money." Raiola directly gave the most practical and hard-to-refuse reason.

"Okay, but I have to go back and discuss it with my mother. My current agent is my brother."

The elder brother he is talking about here is naturally the white elder brother of his foster family, and the biological parents who abandoned him at the age of two actually have not had much contact with him for a long time.

"Of course, there is no problem. You can think about it carefully, or you can ask Zhu Hantao and Zlatan. Don't worry."

The distance was not far away, and Raiola sent the three of them to the door of Zhu's restaurant with ease, "Okay, let's go here, I will book a hotel for Zlatan and Mario right away, Zlatan, call me when you are done, and I will pick you up to the hotel."

"Mino, don't you come in and sit down together?" Zhu Hantao thought that La Fat would go in together and sit down together, and then communicate with Bashen.

Raiola understood what Zhu Hantao meant, "No need, I've already said what I want to say, let Mario think about it." After speaking, Raiola went to find a place for Ibrahimovic and the others to live tonight.

"That's fine," Zhu Hantao saw his manager leave, turned around and said to Ibrahimovic and Balotelli, "Let's go in, you are welcome to visit my house."

When he entered the hotel, Zhu Hantao carefully observed the situation inside. Fortunately, it had been a while since the end of the game, and the fans of the Turin team who came to have dinner and drink to watch the game had already left.

Although Zhu Hantao has left the Torino team, those Turin supporters who used to like to come to Zhu's Restaurant have become accustomed to and like the feeling of coming here to eat Chinese food with friends and watch the game.

So until now, whenever there is a Torino game, Zhu's restaurant still gathers a lot of Turin fans. This seems to have become a customary rule. On the match day of the Torino team, all the fans of the Torino team come.

Ordinary diners try to choose other times if they want to come to eat. Of course, if you don't mind the noisy fans, you can come to eat when they are watching the game.

Lao Zhu is also used to preparing more drinks and appetizers every game day. This is the experience and lessons learned from the previous situations.

"Mom, I'm back!" Zhu Hantao looked at his mother who was lowering her head at the front desk and sorting out today's accounts, her eyes were red again, why am I so sentimental today.

Today's game is the morning game in the afternoon, and it's not even [-] o'clock after the match. Zhu Hantao and the others came here just after [-] o'clock. The people who actually came for dinner haven't come yet, and it's not time yet.

Ms. Lin Xiuyan raised her head when she heard someone talking, and looked at it stupidly for a few seconds before she came back to her senses, "Son, why are you back? You didn't call in advance!"

"Didn't I just come to Turin for a game? After the game, I asked the head coach to go home. I didn't say in advance that I wanted to give you a surprise, hehe."

"Okay, okay, just come back. If you want to eat anything, let your father make it for you." The mother only had her own son in her eyes, and she didn't notice Ibrahimovic and Bashen behind Zhu Hantao at all.

Obviously a big man of more than 1.9 meters, a big black g... people, they are all so conspicuous.

"Mom, don't worry, this is my current teammate. This is Zlatan Ibrahimovic. Just call him Zlatan. This is Mario Balotelli. It's the same. Just call him Mario." Zhu Hantao just remembered that there are two more people here.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Zlatan, nice to meet you." Ibrahimovic was quite polite, and took the initiative to greet Zhu Hantao's mother.

"Oh, thanks to you for taking care of my son, if he does something ignorant and wrong, I hope you will forgive me a lot." Parents are afraid that their children will not get along with others outside and be bullied.

"Hey hey." Balotelli also shook hands with the proprietress, and smiled stupidly without saying anything.

"Oh, no, I have to go to the kitchen and tell your dad to cook you something to eat. I don't know what he's doing in there. You are tired at this late hour. Sit down first, don't stand up."

After talking, my mother hurried to the back kitchen. Zhu Hantao called his two teammates and sat down at a small table for four people.

"My dad's craftsmanship is not bad, you can try it."

Bashen was a little curious, he really had never eaten Chinese food, while Ibrahimovic had a little "I haven't eaten anything, what's so special" expression.

Zhu Hantao and the three of them were chatting while waiting for the food to be served. Balotelli especially liked the fried shrimp crackers that came before the meal, and couldn't stop eating them.

Seeing that Bashen likes it, the proprietress narrowed her eyes with a smile, "If you like it, I'll bring you some more."

Balotelli smiled shyly and said, "No...no need."

"You child, why are you being polite, Auntie will serve you another dish right away."

"Mom, I really don't need it. There's still food to eat later, so why don't you let people eat fried shrimp chips?"

"Oh, that's true." Then he gave up.

After several simple dishes were served, Zhu Zeyu also came out to say hello to his son's two friends, "That's all right, all right, don't be polite, you can eat it while it's hot, and try to see if it suits your taste."

Balotelli has a soft spot for the sweet and sour pineapple porridge, and he can't stop eating it, just like a child who hasn't grown up yet.

Ibrahimovic really likes Kung Pao Chicken and Mapo Tofu. I didn’t expect him to be able to eat spicy food, although the Swede said at first: “I can eat spicy food very well, but I rarely eat it because I am very self-disciplined and eat healthy.”

Then Zhu Hantao enjoyed it with one mouthful of "Fuck, it's so spicy" and one mouthful of "Oh, it's so delicious".

(End of this chapter)