If you are a brother, come and play football

Chapter 72 Yanna Dongping's Smile (Please recommend and collect)

"You're here, Dejan. Oh, and Roberto," Dossena greeted with a smile.

"What do you mean by I'm still here? You didn't treat me like this before!"

Mancini protested somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"Because you used to be one of our best players."

"Now me too!"

"Dejan has taken you and me down a notch," Dossena said.

Lu Deyang looked around Dossena's villa. It was surrounded by mountains and faced the sea, so it would not be disturbed by tourists. Apart from the inconvenient transportation, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Are you planning to buy a house, Deyang? Do you want to be your neighbor?"

Dossena pushed hard, "The yard here is huge, and we can even apply to the city hall for a certain degree of expansion. The chairman helped me secure this. If it were you, they might let you enclose the entire mountain."

"Don't listen to Giuseppe's nonsense. There are bugs on the mountain. It's better to buy a house near my house. At least it will be convenient to go to Milan." Mancini complained.

After hearing what he said, Lu Deyang remembered that Dossena's name was Giuseppe.

There were too many Giuseppes at this time.

The most famous one is of course the legendary captain of Inter Milan, and most of them were named Giuseppe by their fathers because of Meazza.

"There's no speed limit now, drive faster, it's very close to Milan."

Dossena retorted.

The city hall previously tried to impose speed limits in the city and received quite a number of complaints.

"It seems so, but there are more restrictions on motorcycles," said Mancini.

The number of cars owned is not exaggerated, but the sales of motorcycles have been a bit astonishing recently. There are even people at the beach who rent out the same model of motorcycles as Lu Deyang to tourists for experience.

Young people who buy motorcycles always want to ride fast.

"By the way, where's Virgil?"

Lu Deyang asked.

Today, Dossena invited his teammates to dinner, mainly because he wanted Lu Deyang to talk to his son.

"I haven't gotten up yet. I gave him a good lesson yesterday."

Dossena said.

Lu Deyang: ...

As expected of an Italian father, it was already late at night after the game and he still pulled his child out of bed and gave him a beating.

Lu Deyang could imagine that scene in his mind.

After the child was scolded by his mother, the two watched Dossena's game together.

After winning the game, the child was so excited that he took a long time to fall asleep in bed, but was pulled out and beaten by the former Torino and Udinese core midfielder who rushed into the house.

By the time the feeling of grievance wore off, it would probably be dawn. No wonder I didn't get up.

If there weren't so few neighbors around, people would have called the police.

However, child protection in Italy is not so strict now, and almost all of Lu Qiuwang’s teammates have been beaten by their parents.

This is not the exaggerated statement made by some protection organizations later, that children helping their parents sell goods on the Internet are considered child labor, or helping their parents get a tool kit is considered work experience.

Lu Deyang just saw a statistic not long ago that in many areas in southern Italy, 40 percent of children have to go out to earn money before finishing primary school, so a beating is nothing.

Dosena, who was preparing the food, sighed and said, "Virgil means to protect, but what can he protect if he keeps doing this?"

"The name doesn't mean anything."

Mancini complained.

Lu Deyang nodded secretly.

Francisco means smart and clever. Lu Deyang even suspected that Totti's father gave him this name on purpose because he thought the boy was not smart.

"In fact, you make so much money. As long as he doesn't do anything stupid, has a stable job and doesn't start a business, he can live a good life." Lu Deyang persuaded.

The world champion has saved a lot of money and is doing well financially now, and he also has investments.

Lu Deyang estimated that by the time his son grew up, the family would have at least $1000 million.

This amount of money may not be as much as the annual salary of later players, but for ordinary people, it is the amount that a large family cannot earn in a lifetime of working.

"That's all I can think of. I'm just afraid he'll mess around outside."

Dossena sighed.

Originally he wanted to invite the whole team to the party.

However, when I thought that teachers might feel uncomfortable with too many outsiders during home visits, I invited a few teammates so that I could adjust the atmosphere and please the teachers.

He hoped that his son could be educated.

Players now have a high status, but their cultural level is still looked down upon.

Anyway, his son has no talent for football, so he might as well study hard and work for a big company in the future.

It wasn't long before Vialli and Lombardo arrived.

"Your name is not Marco?"

Vialli asked.

"He said he was going to help his girlfriend's mother's cousin's son's girlfriend move today." Dosena said disdainfully.

Instant silence.

This complicated relationship alone is enough to think about for a while.

"Basten and Lanner are both called Marco..." Lombardo said suddenly.

Although he didn't say anything else, several people nodded vigorously.

Dossena threw down the ribs in his hand and said viciously: "If Virgil becomes as cowardly as Marco Lanner in the future, I will shoot him with more than 700 shotgun bullets in the warehouse."

"Hahaha, Rambo, I'll bring a video recorder to record it. The documentary about the World Cup champion murder case might sell for a high price." Villar said.

Since no guests came, several people were helping in the yard.

Today he prepared the kind of barbecue sold at night market stalls. It was rough but very affordable, and since they were all acquaintances, he didn't have to be too particular.

Teachers are not a high-income group.

The basketball stars at this time generally don't have any airs and are just like ordinary people.

Even when Giggs, the genius of Class of 92, renewed his contract after performing well a few years later, he just wanted to ask Sir Alex Ferguson for a car, which was no different from the thoughts of ordinary young people at that time.

This action activated the hairdryer, and neither he nor the first-team players who had egged him on escaped.

What is given to you is yours, you cannot ask for it on your own initiative.

Ferguson never spoiled them.

Not long after Virgil woke up, his teacher and the principal arrived.

"I'm Sylvia Ricci, Virgil's teacher, and this is Principal Conti." The female teacher introduced, but she kept staring at Mancini.

"Matteo Conte, nice to meet you Dejan."

The principal, who was in his thirties, said excitedly. He couldn't suppress his emotions even if he tried to control himself. He was obviously a Sampdoria fan. Sampdoria has always been very popular among the middle class.

Genoa is the oldest team in Italy, but because of its British ancestry, some locals rejected it. After a group of college students founded Sampdoria, they switched to another team. Therefore, the fan composition of the two teams cannot be simply divided by class.

But there is no doubt that Sampdoria fans have more purchasing power.

Lu Deyang extended his hand and said, "You are so young to become a principal. You must be very outstanding in the field of education. I have liked educators since I was a child because they cultivate the next generation like gardeners."

Vialli grinned.

The young principal was already feeling a little dizzy.

To him it was like Ali personally encouraging a boxing fan who worked in construction for a job well done.

"Stop standing, sit down."

Dossena said as he was basting the ribs with sauce.

Vialli immediately asked the two to sit down.

It's already past twelve o'clock, and there's still some time before Italian lunch time.

The female teacher took the initiative to talk about Virgil's performance and said: "Virgil often doesn't pay attention in school. He lies on the table and plays by himself, and draws some messy cartoons. He is very smart, but if this continues, I am very worried about his future."

"It's good to have special skills, and Dejan is also a cartoonist," Mancini said.

Lu Deyang quickly lowered his head and turned off the pager.

Is it easy to be a cartoonist? You have to be able to procrastinate on your work.

"Maybe." The female teacher changed her tone and said, "But if you want to create, you must have sufficient experience. Excellent works always have their own ideas."

“I agree with that.”

Vialli said.

He is a movie lover and often watches the same movie over and over again.

The teacher agreed and said again: "Virgil must work harder on his studies. He is already at the bottom of the class."

"We will push him," Mancini said.

Vialli gave Lu Deyang a look, and the teacher was obviously interested in Mancini.

Lu Deyang nodded slightly, he also saw it.

The two people took the initiative to chat with the principal.

Lombardo, on the other hand, had been listening on the side, feeling somewhat anxious but unable to interrupt.

He was like this when he was in the team, always trying too hard to fit in better, but his personality was not that good at getting along with others.

The last time I sang was completely because I was drunk.

When the grilled meat and vegetables arrived, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Dossena was born in Milan, so he prepared sparkling wine instead of the popular ENGINE CIN TALIANO gin from Genoa.

The Genoese also loved vodka, and it is said that vodka was introduced to Russia from this city.

The alcohol content was not high, but the young principal was obviously not good at drinking. After a few drinks, he began to complain: "Barcelona says they are the hometown of Columbus. I think we can give it to them and tear down that statue and replace it with Dejan."

Mancini, who was having a heated conversation with the female teacher, immediately looked at him and said, "Can't we use our entire team?"

"There has to be a hierarchy."

Principal Conti burped and waved his hand, saying, "An excellent general is a talented commander no matter where he is, but Roman citizens are only so powerful under the command of a few specific people."

"You're too kind." Lu Deyang said with a smile, "In fact, my career has just begun, and I'm far from reaching that level."

"I believe we can do it. For example, will we win the Cup Winners' Cup this season?" After saying this, Principal Conte laid his head on the table.

"Don't mind, I'll take him back."

The female teacher said.

Because of this incident, the two people left hastily, and the atmosphere at the table became more relaxed.

"Why don't you go with her to see the principal off, Roberto? Maybe something good will happen." Vialli encouraged, and he was about to complain.

"She's not my type."

Mancini curled his lips and said: "I am very loyal to my family. If I have to cheat, then I will choose a big star."

There was an immediate commotion at the table.

"Only someone as famous as Baggio could date a big star," Dossena said.

Mancini immediately raised the bottle and pretended to hit him.

Baggio has become a thorn in his side.

Mancini was a little confused. The gap between them was not that exaggerated. Why did the Apennine Peninsula favor that guy?

Virgil, who had been eating for a while, suddenly said, "Big stars are nothing special. They are just ordinary people who appear on TV."

"Well said, boy!"

Lu Deyang gave a thumbs up and said.

There is no need to deify anyone, and there is no need to chase after any stars.

In the glamorous entertainment industry, the personal ethics of some celebrities are not even good enough to be called human beings.

"Marion Ravenwood is great, I like her," Mancini argued.

"Yes, yes, she is very good. She has remained a virgin waiting for you! Come quickly, I have been waiting for you for many years, dear Roberto, today you can taste your little strawberry." Vialli pinched his nose and sneered in a strange voice.

Even though he is a movie lover, he has no filter for actors.

Mancini, on the other hand, always has some romantic fantasies about the actors behind these roles.

A group of people laughed.

Mancini and Vialli got into a fight.

Lombardo looked at the two people with some envy.

Lu Deyang advised: "Don't do anything deliberately, Leo. Everyone has their own personality and position. If you change yourself, you are no longer you. Even if you don't do it deliberately, everyone will remember you."

"Thank you, Dejan."

Lombard said: "I'm just a little envious. I don't have many friends."

"We are all your friends, aren't we?"

"Dejan!"

Lu Deyang handed him a bottle of wine and said with a smile: "Okay, grown men, don't be so sentimental. Let's talk about the Germans."

These are the topics that men always talk about when they get together.

In the late 80s, the Cold War was the biggest topic, and Europeans’ reactions to any Soviet move were quite exaggerated.

Three months later, they still felt the reunification was quite shocking.

The Soviets were clearly the biggest rival of the free world, so how come they even lost their own colonies?
When a group of people were chatting happily, they heard the roar of a motorcycle engine coming closer and closer.

Marco Lanner parked the car in the yard. Before he even got out, he couldn't stop crying and said with a sob, "She broke up with me..."

(End of this chapter)