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Chapter 15 Parma, get up, fight!

Before boarding the plane, Wu Sanshi called his home, and his parents also realized that he had suddenly gone to Italy and spent his 15th birthday on the plane.

The reason for going to try out early is that Xu Genbao wants Wu Sanshi to get more trial opportunities and adapt to the football atmosphere in Europe in advance...

Early morning, Italy, Milan Airport.

Xu Genbao and Wu Sanshi, one old and one young, walked out of the entrance of Milan Airport.

However, the end of their trip was not Milan City, but the end of the plane was here.

"Master, where are we going?"

He didn't ask on the plane, and he didn't speak until now.

“Palma.”

Parma? This is a familiar city. There is a familiar team in the familiar city, but it is on the verge of relegation.

Wu Sanshi has been reading the Sports Weekly recently and is very familiar with Parma's recent situation. Parma is at the bottom of the league in the first league. Head coach Pioli has just been dismissed, and the one who takes over the team is the tumbler Ranieri.

The coach Ranieri is well-known in both the Premier League and Serie A. Although he does not have any particularly awesome record, he does a good job in youth training and especially likes to give young people opportunities.

And he has a special set of teams in the middle and lower reaches.

Perhaps because of this, Xu Genbao set Parma as his first stop. He may believe that an old coach like Ranieri can be able to recognize the beads with keen eyes and give Wu Sanshi a chance...

A few hours later, they took a bus to Parma covered in snow, and then rushed straight to Colezio.

Colezio is a small town in Parma, with a population of more than 13,000 people and an area of ​​58 square kilometers. It is located 10 kilometers southwest of Parma City. The famous Parma Football Club training base is located here.

There were already many young people waiting in the white low iron gate, and they probably came to participate in the trial training.

The football environment in Italy has not been good in recent years, and talents are dying rapidly. After 2006, there have not been many good seedlings. Basically, those who can shoulder heavy responsibilities can be counted with ten fingers.

But children who like football are still willing to try to take the path of professional football. After all, Italian football has declined and playing football is also a good way to make a living.

The two of them did not go in immediately, but waited at the door.

Soon, a hurrying guy came. After seeing Xu Genbao, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Oh, Director Xu, why don't you say anything when you come, I'll pick you up."

"Xiao Wang, it's not that I don't know the road. I came here many years ago."

The person who came was named Wang Qinbo, a reporter in Italy from Sports Weekly.

He is not old, has a thick face, and has long black hair, which has a very artistic atmosphere.

This guy graduated from the French Department of Beijing Foreign Studies University, but he is proficient in five languages, French, Spanish, English, Italian and Portuguese, and is simply a genius.

This time Xu Genbao came to Italy and asked him for help. Otherwise, if he was not familiar with the place and did not understand Italian, how could they play?

Wang Qinbo is the translation.

At this time, Wang Qinbo looked at Wu Sanshi and took a breath in his heart.

Tender,

Too tender.

short,

Too short.

Still a little cute...

However, he has never judged people by his appearance, and has heard of Wu Sanshi in the unit. This time he came to cooperate with Xu Genbao and was also the leader's intention to explain it specifically.

"This is Sanshi, she looks very cute."

"Have a good kick and become another pride in China!"

"Let's go fill in the form."

Wang Qinbo held Sanshi's hand, as if he was still treating Wu Sanshi as a child.

He is a chatterbox and never stopped talking. "In the summer, Wang Dalei also asked me to help when he went to Inter Milan for a trial. To be honest, Wang Dalei is really good, but unfortunately Inter Milan still didn't see it."

"Three Stones, although Parma is not as good as Inter Milan, Parma's youth army is very famous. Ranieri cherishes young people very much, and you must perform well."

Then he communicated with the staff on the spot in Italian and got a form in English.

"Come on, Sanshi, I'll fill it out."

He first wrote three English words "wu  san  shi".

"Date of birth?"

“November 1991.”

"Location?"

"forward."

Wu Sanshi cooperated with Wang Qinbo's answers to the question.

But at this time Xu Genbao interrupted.

"Wait, the position should be written with forwards, wingers, and front midfielders."

"Ha?" Wang Qinbo was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I understand, yes, I have to write this. We three stones must be omnipotent."

Wu Sanshi also laughed.

Isn’t this like applying for a job? Write more positions and you may be able to see more differently by the coach...

Forwards, front midfielders, wingers? I have indeed played all of them, so there is no problem.

"Asian?"

"So short!"

"Is this kidding? This guy looks like a 10-year-old kid. Today is a trial training for the youth team."

"I bet he can't even hold the ball, let alone shoot."

"It's funny, what do you think of Italian football as?"

When many young players saw Wu Sanshi and others filling in the information on the registration form, they felt very strange.

Wu Sanshi couldn't understand Italian, and he also understood what everyone was talking about.

But Wang Qinbo could understand it. He could hear it clearly, but he frowned, but did not refute anything.

Chinese football is bad, and there are not many Chinese players who have made it. In Italy, no Chinese has ever played in the A League, and even the B League, so he really can't refute it...

"Sanshi, from tomorrow, you will be trained with Parma. The training method is actually not much different from that in China. You just need to follow your usual performance."

"I've been with you all this week in Palma."

"Thanks."

Wu Sanshi nodded calmly. In fact, he didn't have much bottom in his heart when training in Parma. Although Parma ranks second to last, he is a Class A team. What he can do is to perform as well as possible.

After registering and getting the entry and exit pass to the training ground, Wang Qinbo took them to visit the training ground in Parma, and then found a small hotel in the local town and stayed in.

Wang Qinbo invited them to dinner, and then everyone rested early.

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"Wu Sanshi stayed abroad? When he went outside, he would find that he was nothing."

"Why can he score so many goals? It's because Shanghai SIPG's foreign players are attracting defense, so he gets so many opportunities. It's not that he is so powerful."

"The general is helpless!"

"Even if he went out a few years earlier, his ability is not as good as Son Heung-min, and the upper limit is not possible!"

...

Plop, plop...

Wu Sanshi suddenly opened his eyes.

Damn it, I'm having a nightmare again, it's all the contempt of Chinese fans!

When I looked at the phone at the bedside, it was already past five o'clock in the morning...

Get up and fight!
Chapter completed!
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