ps: Champion Brain Trust Mega-Recruitment!

One person's strength is always limited. Sometimes, even for the seating capacity of a stadium, I have to search for half an hour, and I still might not find it. With the increasing depth of the Champions League, more and more teams and players are emerging, and information from all aspects is in great demand. That's why I had the idea of recruiting a brain trust. A brain trust is a relatively closed group, and its members must be outstanding in a certain aspect.

Currently recruiting:

1. Two to four die-hard Fiorentina fans. Requirements: Familiar with Fiorentina's history and current roster configuration, familiar with Fiorentina's tactics, and able to provide their own opinions on external tactics, player introductions, and transfers based on the current situation, and familiar with relevant Fiorentina news.

2. One to two die-hard Inter Milan fans. Requirements: Same as above.

3. One to two die-hard AC Milan fans. Requirements: Same as above.

4. One to two die-hard Bayern Munich fans. Requirement: Nodding head on the above.

5. Two to four fans who are relatively familiar with the English Premier League.

6. Four to six fans who are relatively familiar with the Italian Serie A.

7. Two to four fans who are relatively familiar with the German Bundesliga.

Also: Friends who currently live or have lived in Europe and have some understanding of local European customs are welcome to join. Friends who meet the above standards and are familiar with more teams or even the entire world football are even more welcome.

Obligations and rights of the brain trust: 1. Provide relevant information on a certain team in a timely manner when the author needs it. 2. The author will discuss the subsequent plot development of the Champions League with the brain trust members, and the members should put forward their own opinions on the subsequent plot to help the author improve the outline of a certain plot. 3. It is not allowed to disclose the discussed content to people outside the brain trust, otherwise they will be expelled from the brain trust.

Currently, that's it. In short, before the new story that everyone reads, the brain trust must conduct discussions, comments, nitpicking, and find mistakes. If the unreasonable situation is relatively serious, the author will revise or partially rewrite it based on the opinions of the brain trust.

If you are interested and capable, please write the team you are applying for, your personal football viewing history, and contact information (QQ) in the book review section of the website. I will select the best candidates. When the number of recruited people has reached the standard, I will issue an announcement in the update to explain the end of the recruitment. When it is necessary to recruit again, I will also publish new recruitment advertisements.

Okay, everything that needs to be said has been said. I hope all capable people will actively sign up and enjoy the fun of creation while enjoying football!

Lin Hai Ting Tao

April 9, 2005

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Qiu Suhui saw Zhang Jun in the café inside the Stadio Artemio Franchi. From the outside, he looked similar to those news photos, but his mental state was significantly different. He was completely different from when he was in Milan.

"Hello, Coach Qiu!" Zhang Jun gave Qiu Suhui a hug with a smile. This was a greeting.

"Good, good, you're doing well too." Qiu Suhui patted Zhang Jun's shoulder, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. It had been a year since they last met, and this kid had grown stronger. "Let me take a good look..." He held Zhang Jun's shoulders and carefully examined his favorite student. His eyes were brighter than before, with a faint smile on his face, his slightly curly long hair tied into a braid, wearing a purple Fiorentina tracksuit. "What a spirited person! Very good! Much better than when you were in Milan!"

Zhang Jun smiled a little embarrassedly. He didn't want to say anything more about the past.

Qiu Suhui knew what he was thinking, so he didn't continue on that topic. "I came to see you. I'm going to bring the team to Europe for training and matches at the end of March. I'll have to recruit you into the team at that time. If your condition isn't good, I won't let you play." Qiu Suhui said with a smile.

Zhang Jun knew that Coach Qiu wasn't joking with him. If he wasn't in good condition at that time, he would definitely not be able to enter the national team. Because now Qiu Zhi's pressure is also very great, the major reshuffle of the national team almost set off another earthquake in Chinese football. Some veterans and absolute main players of the national team in the past discovered overnight that they could not even enter the national team training camp! What a shocking mood was that?

The players made trouble, the clubs made trouble, and the media and fans followed suit. But Qiu Suhui just didn't compromise. Even if the higher-ups asked him to "do ideological work," he insisted on this principle. "If you want to see Chinese football make a historic breakthrough in the German World Cup, let me do it. If you don't want to achieve anything, then you can let me get lost now. Anyway, China has not failed for so many years, what glorious history is there to talk about? What retreat can you take? It is better to let go." He said to Chen Wei at the time, let Chen Wei think clearly: what did he, they, want?

In the end, the Football Association came forward and suppressed the matter with administrative means. But internally, Qiu Suhui still made a military order to the Chinese Football Association and the State Sports General Administration: guarantee that the Chinese team would qualify from the group stage in the World Cup, otherwise he would step down and leave.

This military order is not known to anyone now, but its harshness can be imagined. To get a team that has just undergone a major reshuffle to qualify from the group stage in the World Cup, even the coach of the French team would not dare to guarantee it, let alone the Chinese team?

Even Chen Wei, who had always trusted him, didn't know where Qiu Suhui's confidence came from.

Zhang Jun nodded: "Don't worry, Coach Qiu. If I'm not in good condition at that time, you can not recruit me into the national team without saying anything."

Qiu Suhui nodded in satisfaction. He was very happy to see that the three beloved generals were in good condition after coming to Italy. "Tomorrow's game is your home game, you are still starting, right?"

"Yes, the opponents are a bit strong, they are fourth, we are fifth. As long as we win, we are fourth, they are fifth. But if we lose, they are third, we are fifth. The competition between the top seven is too fierce." Zhang Jun analyzed the situation of Serie B for Qiu Suhui.

Qiu Suhui enjoyed it very much now. Zhang Jun could analyze it for him so eloquently, which shows that he has integrated well into the team and knows the team's situation like the back of his hand, and he doesn't make mistakes when he talks about it.

Although he had heard all these things, he still listened to everything Zhang Jun said. "Very good, then I will wait to see your performance tomorrow."

Zhang Jun smiled, "I will do my best, I hope I won't disappoint Coach Qiu."

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Modena was relegated to Serie C1 by the Italian Football Federation's Disciplinary Committee in the previous two seasons due to a match-fixing incident, and had six points deducted before the season. Two officials of the club were also banned from participating in football work for three years. But this penalty was later overturned by the Professional League Disciplinary Committee, only allowing Modena to be relegated to Serie B with a deduction of five points. Player Marasco was banned for three years for "organizing gambling." A penalty that could not be lighter did not cause any irreparable losses to Modena's campaign in Serie B.

In their first season in Serie B, they were only one step away from the promotion play-offs due to the point deduction. This season, they made a comeback. When the league reached the twenty-fifth round, they were ranked fourth and hoped to be directly promoted to Serie A without playing in the play-offs.

And today's away game against Fiorentina is very important to them.

For Fiorentina, it is also the same. After Zhang Jun integrated into the team, Fiorentina rose from seventh to fifth in one month, a clear improvement. His strike partnership with Riganò contributed ten goals to Fiorentina in six games. Now they have become the most popular strike partnership in the entire Serie B.

Modena also considered this point. They sent out five defenders and two defensive midfielders in this game, hoping to use their numerical advantage to defend against Fiorentina's attack.

But just twenty seconds into the game, Zhang Jun gave them a head-on blow.

Captain Di Livio's long shot was deflected by a defender's leg and bounced to the other side. Zhang Jun rushed forward and directly volleyed the ball into the net before the goalkeeper had time to pounce.

"Zhang--Jun!! Fiorentina leads 1:0! Only twenty seconds into the game, Zhang relied on his keen sense of smell in front of the goal to score a goal for Fiorentina."

After scoring, Zhang Jun ran to the bottom of the stand, raised his arms and stood there. Opposite him was a huge purple Fiorentina team flag, and the fans were cheering, and the flag was constantly fluttering in the stand.

Behind him, were his teammates who were excitedly chasing after him.

Qiu Suhui leaned forward slightly. He didn't expect to score so quickly. It seems that Zhang Jun is in good condition today. Or is it because I am in the stand, so he is eager to perform for me?

Qiu Suhui smiled. He wouldn't say anything bold off the field, so he can only rely on his performance on the field to impress himself. Sure enough, it is Zhang Jun's style.

The Fiorentina officials around him all stood up and cheered with their arms raised. At this time, although they were wearing suits and ties, their performance was as enthusiastic as those die-hard fans.

The most proud person was naturally President Della Valle. When he decided to loan Zhang Jun, some people on the board of directors objected, believing that it was too risky to loan a person who was completely out of form to help the team get promoted. In the end, he insisted on the loan against all odds.

Now, after only a month, he has won the love of almost everyone up and down. He had to admire Robbi's vision for people.

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Modena had just recovered from the blow of losing the ball at the beginning of the game and was about to counterattack when they suffered another heavy blow.

This time, it was Zhang Jun who led the counterattack himself. Modena had just had a corner kick opportunity, and two of the three center backs went up, leaving only two full backs and one center back in the backcourt.

Guzzo headed the ball out of the penalty area, and it landed right at Zhang Jun's feet. He looked up to find someone, but suddenly found that the opponent's defensive midfielder had rushed to him aggressively. A little surprised, he didn't have time to think about when the opponent rushed up, his body had already reacted--he used his right foot to dial the ball outward, but his body moved from the left.

The ball went past the man!

After passing one person, Zhang Jun looked ahead, and it could be said that it was smooth sailing. He decided to break through with the ball himself.

Zhang Jun's dribbling is different from Yang Pan's. When there is no one within ten meters in front of him, Yang Pan will kick the ball a little far, while Zhang Jun always controls the ball within an appropriate distance to facilitate his next action. So, from the perspective of long-distance dribbling, he is not as fast as Yang Pan, but no one can match his sudden acceleration within five to fifteen meters.

Someone was rushing over quickly behind him, and Zhang Jun could feel that the person was getting closer and closer. Running with the ball is really not as fast as running without it.

Just as the opponent's hand had already touched Zhang Jun's shoulder, Zhang Jun suddenly accelerated! The opponent didn't expect Zhang Jun to be able to increase his speed again, his hand didn't hold on, and his footsteps were disrupted, and he staggered and almost fell.

A huge cheer rang out in the sky above the Stadio Artemio Franchi at this time, that was the fans cheering for Zhang Jun.

"It's simply a rocket that is advancing step by step! Zhang got rid of Puenzo's entanglement with one acceleration! He continues to dribble forward, unstoppable!"

"The second one! The second one! The second one!" The fans shouted loudly, wanting Zhang Jun to pass all the remaining opponents.

"Stop him, use a foul, damn it!" Modena's captain Maier shouted, pointing at Zhang Jun from behind, and another defender, Ugali, immediately rushed towards Zhang Jun.

And behind Zhang Jun, were four Modena players who were frantically chasing back. There were three people blocking in front and four pursuers behind, that scene was extremely spectacular when viewed from the stands.

This kind of spectacular scene can never be experienced when watching TV broadcasts, this feeling belongs to the scene.

Ugali wanted to block him head-on, forcing Zhang Jun to slow down. But he saw Zhang Jun's left shoulder suddenly sink down, that kid was going to break through to the left! He quickly adjusted his center of gravity, turned to the left, and prepared to intercept him one step ahead.

Zhang Jun's sinking left shoulder was just an illusion, in fact, he was going to break through in the opposite direction. When Zhang Jun saw that Ugali was fooled, he used his right foot to push the ball to the right, and at the same time, his body turned to the right!

Ugali was shocked and hurriedly turned around. It was considered that he reacted quickly, and he could still turn his center of gravity back in this situation.

Even if I have to foul, I won't let you break through our entire defense line by yourself! Ugali thought so, and stretched out his hands to pull.

Zhang Jun's speed far exceeded his imagination, because he didn't catch anything, not even a shadow, and instead lost his balance and fell to the ground!

"The third one! The third one!" The cheers rang out again.

"Antonio, let's go together!" Maier called out the name of another defender and rushed up first.

Two Modena defenders approached Zhang Jun one after the other, one on the left and one on the right, staggered and distinct.

Zhang Jun didn't plan to avoid them either, he dribbled the ball towards the two of them--in fact, he couldn't avoid them. Just now, in order to ensure that he could pass the wrestling brother, he kicked the ball a little too far. If he wanted to change direction next, he would slow down his speed and be caught up by the people behind. So he could only rush towards the last two Modena defenders.

"Kid, are you going to be tough?" Maier thought to himself, he put his body across and stretched his foot to block the ball under Zhang Jun's feet.

Zhang Jun used his right foot to gently buckle the ball to the left, dodging Maier's foot. And Maier's move was just a trap to induce Zhang Jun to lose control of the ball. As long as the ball left his foot, Antonio would have a chance. Antonio Pena on the left saw that the ball had been out of Zhang Jun's control, and it was a great opportunity to steal the ball, so he took a step forward and stretched his foot to intercept.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jun quickly followed up with his left foot, and knocked the buckled ball forward to the right, dodging Pena's outstretched foot, and his body twisted and drilled out from between the two of them!

"Goalkeeper! Goalkeeper!" The fans wanted Zhang Jun to pass the goalkeeper as well.

Modena's goalkeeper Renard abandoned his goal and attacked. Zhang Jun had already entered the penalty area, and he couldn't sit still and wait for death.

The one-on-one between the goalkeeper and the forward, whether it is a sports battle or a penalty kick, is always the most exciting. All the fans stood up, clenched their fists, and nervously stared at that little place in front of the Modena goal.

"This is a good opportunity!"

"How can I let you get what you want..." Before Renard could finish thinking, he saw Zhang Jun put on a posture to shoot, and he quickly fell down and slid towards the ball, hoping to get the ball one step ahead.

Zhang Jun's shot was fake, he pulled the ball to the right with his left foot, and dodged the goalkeeper Renard like this!

In front of him was an empty goal, what else was there to hesitate about? Zhang Jun swept his right foot and easily kicked the football into the empty goal.

When Zhang Jun passed the goalkeeper, the cheers in the sky above the Stadio Artemio Franchi had reached a peak, 2:0! Fiorentina leads 2:0!

Even the camera on the live broadcast was shaking, it could be imagined how enthusiastic the atmosphere was at the scene.

Della Valle stood up and hugged Qiu Suhui, who had also just stood up, tightly. "Your China has produced a genius!" he shouted excitedly.

"This is a Maradona-style goal! Zhang Jun started dribbling from in front of his own penalty area, a long-distance raid of nearly seventy meters, including the goalkeeper, he passed six people in a row! Even in Serie A, such a goal is rare!"

Zhang Jun saw Riganò running towards him excitedly, and then knelt down on one knee in front of him, signaling him to step on the right foot that scored the goal, wanting to shine his shoes for him!

After hugging Qiu Suhui, Della Valle went to hug other people again. It could be seen that he was really excited.

Qiu Suhui turned his head to look at the black-haired teenager in the field. Three months ago, how many people would have believed that he could pass six people in a row to score a goal? Or how many people still believed in his ability?

Playing football in Serie A is also playing football in Serie B. What you lack is not ability, but confidence. Now it seems that you are gradually regaining your confidence, congratulations, Zhang Jun.

At the same time, Qiu Suhui also knew that for the away team Modena, the game was actually over, and they could no longer have any chance. Because of his personality, Zhang Jun is actually an emotional player. When he is in a bad mood, he will perform poorly in several consecutive games, just like those two months in Milan. But once he goes crazy, then there are very few people in this world who can stop him, and the players of Modena are obviously not in this list.

According to Zhang Jun's current state, it is completely normal for him to score one or two more goals in this game.

The development after the game was exactly as Qiu Suhui thought. At the beginning of the second half, Zhang Jun assisted Riganò to score a header, and then in the sixty-ninth minute, he received Maspero's through ball and scored his third goal of the game, completing a hat-trick, which was also his second hat-trick in just one month since he came to Fiorentina. The efficiency is amazing.

After that, Fiorentina defeated fourth-ranked Modena 4:0 at home, ending this game that was considered by critics to be an evenly matched game before the game. Zhang Jun also rose to the top ten of the Serie B scorer list with this hat-trick. He scored nine goals in one month.

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Zhang Jun's wonderful goal did not cause any waves in Italian football. Only in Serie B did everyone see his terror. Instead, the Chinese media was a little excited and once again regarded Zhang Jun as a god in the world. Zhang Jun felt quite bored and ignored the media's praise. He was busy saying goodbye to Coach Qiu.

After three days, Qiu Suhui was finally going to say goodbye to Fiorentina. In the remaining half a month, he would go to Germany, the United Kingdom, and Belgium to meet with the six Chinese players who were playing there and learn about their current situation.

"Coach Qiu is going to so many places? What about China?" Zhang Jun asked.

"I'll leave it to Lao Hu to handle. Anyway, the national team hasn't assembled yet, and there's nothing to do. Besides, I have a very important thing to do in Europe." Qiu Suhui replied.

"What important thing?"

"Well, do you know that Chinese teenager Kru Lee who is currently playing for Chelsea, Zhang Jun?"

Zhang Jun nodded. "His agent and my agent are both Sister Hua." Sister Hua found Kru Lee three months after the start of last season. At that time, he had just been transferred from the second team to the first team. It was Zhang Jun who recommended him to Hua Fang, and Hua Fang became his agent.

"Well, there is currently a lot of talk in the UK about him being selected for the England national team, do you know?"

Zhang Jun nodded again.

"A large part of the reason why I am going to the UK this time is because of him. I want to persuade him to join the national team."

Zhang Jun was shocked by Coach Qiu's words: "Join the national team? The Chinese national team? Coach Qiu, China doesn't seem to recognize dual nationality."

"I know, so I want to persuade him to change his nationality as well."

Zhang Jun was even more surprised. Coach Qiu wouldn't be dreaming, would he? How could this be possible? "Uh, Coach Qiu, I know that Kru is a very good player, but he is already a British citizen, how can China allow..."

Qiu Suhui interrupted Zhang Jun's question with a tone like reciting: "Since he was born in China and both of his parents are Chinese, and later moved to the United Kingdom. According to Article 4 of the Nationality Law of the People's Republic of China: If both or one of the parents is a Chinese citizen and the person is born in China, he has Chinese nationality. He himself once had Chinese nationality, but later joined British nationality and gave up Chinese nationality because he immigrated to the United Kingdom with his parents. But according to Article 7 of the Nationality Law: Foreigners or stateless persons who are willing to abide by the Chinese Constitution and laws and meet one of the following conditions may be approved to join Chinese nationality after application: 1. Close relatives of Chinese people; 2. Settled in China; 3. There are other legitimate reasons. I have specially studied the relevant laws, and Kru is obviously suitable for this article, as long as he is willing, there is no problem."

"The problem is, Coach Qiu, how are you going to convince him to voluntarily give up his British nationality and the status of an England national team player, and then restore his Chinese nationality and join the Chinese national team?"

Qiu Suhui rubbed his nose and frowned with some difficulty: "I am also having a headache about this... In addition, he is currently performing well in the Premier League, and many British people are calling on Eriksson to recruit him into the England national team. And I and the Chinese Football Association have also taken a fancy to him... According to FIFA regulations, a player cannot play for another national team after he has played for a national adult team, so I have to hurry up."

Zhang Jun didn't speak anymore, he really didn't know how Coach Qiu was going to complete this "impossible mission."

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Zhang Jun still feels a headache when he thinks about this. In fact, this has nothing to do with him. Whether Coach Qiu succeeds or not, it has little to do with him. Of course it would be better to have Kru Lee, but if there is no Kru Lee, he will still play the same. But every time he thinks of Coach Qiu's difficult expression, he can't help but want to help him.

It was a coincidence that Sister Hua came back a week later, and then Li Yongle, Yang Pan, Zhang Jun, three players under her and Kaka took some time to get together for a meal. This was the first time the four of them had gathered together since Zhang Jun went to Fiorentina.

The opportunity was rare, but Zhang Jun always looked worried at the party, which had to make others feel puzzled.

"Zhang Jun, everything has been going well for you in Serie B recently, why are you still frowning?" Kaka asked.

Zhang Jun sighed: "What I'm worried about is something outside the ball."

"Off the field? Could it be that you kid has a scandal again?" Kaka said with a smile.

Zhang Jun glared at him: "It's not my own business, Coach Qiu is going to England to be a lobbyist. He wants to persuade Kru to change his nationality and then join the Chinese national team."

The other three were shocked: "Persuade Kru to change to Chinese nationality?!"

Zhang Jun was not surprised by their reaction, it would be strange if they didn't react. He nodded: "That's exactly what I'm having a headache about."

Yang Pan rolled his eyes at Zhang Jun: "It's not like you have to persuade him, why are you having a headache?"

"What I'm having a headache about is how Coach Qiu is going to persuade him..."

"Nerve--" Yang Pan pouted.

Kaka was still surprised by Qiu Suhui's decision: "I heard that in England, there is a lot of talk about letting him be selected for the England team. Qiu Suhui is making this move now... Could it be that he intends to snatch people away from England? What does Chinese football have to compare with England now?"

Zhang Jun shook his head: "I just don't know how Coach Qiu is going to persuade him to give up his infinitely promising England national team player status and come to our China? Currently, Chinese football is not comparable to England at all. Changing nationality and national team, he will suffer a lot of losses in terms of income and fame, why should he come?" Unconsciously, he put himself in Kru's shoes. "Sister Hua, you are his agent, what kind of person is he?"

Hua Fang on the side thought for a while: "Well, how should I put it, he is usually a bit rebellious and hates others preaching to him, but he is still very kind, he is a bit extroverted, so he is relatively easy to get along with, as long as you don't touch his taboos."

"What taboos?" Li Yongle asked curiously.

"It's best not to mention anything about his family."

Zhang Jun asked: "Why? Isn't he an orphan?"

"Well, he used to have a very happy family. He was born in Qingdao, Shandong, and immigrated to the UK with his parents when he was two years old. As a result, not many years after going to the UK, his mother unfortunately became a hostage of gangsters in a bank robbery, and in the end, the gangsters tore up the ticket, and his mother was shot in the neck and died on the spot. He was also at the scene at the time."

Everyone fell silent, who would have thought that a player from a mixed-up background would have such a tragic story behind him?

"Then his father lost his wife, suffered too much of a blow, didn't do business anymore, and just drank all day long. When he came back drunk, he would beat him, and then he simply kicked him out of the house and didn't recognize him as his son."

"How can he do this?" Kaka was a little angry, "Although I understand his feeling of grief over losing his wife, he can't vent his anger on the child! What does it have to do with a child?"

"Yeah, I don't agree either." Zhang Jun echoed.

Although Li Yongle didn't speak, he nodded on the side.

"I don't know about this, he himself is unwilling to recall this past and never mentions it to others." Hua Fang shook her head.

"What about his father later?" Zhang Jun asked curiously.

"He is now in a nursing home, which is actually a mental hospital."

"Men...mental hospital?" Kaka was taken aback.

"Yes, his father was sent to a mental hospital just one year after kicking his son out of the house due to long-term alcoholism and excessive stimulation. However, most of the expenses in the nursing home are paid by Kru."

Zhang Jun was stunned. When he heard that his father had kicked Kru out of the house, he thought it would be a tragedy about hatred. Now it seems that the tragedy is still a tragedy, but it gave him another feeling.

Yang Pan touched Zhang Jun at this time and said to him in a low voice: "It turns out that he was a gangster, stealing wallets, and playing football with people, all to support his father, tsk tsk!" After speaking, he shook his head.

"But this kind of situation where he pays money can't last long. His father now has terminal liver cancer, and the surgery requires a lot of money, and the success rate is not necessarily high. With his previous contract, even the monthly medicine money is far from enough, let alone the surgery fee. Plus, when he was a gangster before, he owed a lot of money to be paid back. As soon as the creditors heard that he was famous now, they all blocked the door of his house. I got him a new contract, but by the time he raises enough money, his father will have passed away long ago. So now he can only use drugs to drag it out, as long as he can drag it out."

"This...don't the media report this? Aren't the British reporters very powerful? Hasn't he become famous? Aren't so many fans calling for him to enter the national team? Why can't they call for his father? Are these all useless?" Zhang Jun was a little anxious.

Hua Fang shook her head: "The media has reported it, but it is some gossip pages of small newspapers. Compared with his past, people are more concerned about his skills. And do you know why Kru always says that he is an orphan? It is because he doesn't want the British paparazzi to disturb his father. So when the media disclosed it, he could only remain silent."

"Idiot! It would be great to use this opportunity to hype things up!" Yang Pan cursed softly next to him.

"I also wanted to use that incident to help him publicize this matter and raise public sympathy. But he didn't agree, and we still had this result after a big fight. He said that being a person should have principles, and his principle is that he doesn't want others to dig out his dead mother and his crazy father to attract other people's attention." Hua Fang shrugged.

Zhang Jun was speechless. Facing such a person, how should Coach Qiu painstakingly persuade him to come to China?

Does joining Chinese nationality earn more than now? Can he have enough money to support himself and treat his father? Can it help him improve his fame and sign better commercial sponsorship contracts?

The answers are all no.