Wang Xiaodong finally returned to the team.
This made Mourinho, who was looking forward to the stars and the moon, ecstatic.
Looking at the tall, short, fat and thin teammates in front of him, Wang Xiaodong still had a headache.
"!@#￥%@!%@#……%"
“#￥%&&@@@@!”
Although I know that these guys are greeting me, I can’t understand the Italian!
"Hello everyone, my name is Wang Xiaodong."
Faced with everyone's enthusiasm, Wang Xiaodong also answered truthfully.
After Wang Xiaodong finished speaking, all the players looked at Mourinho on the side in unison.
However, Magic Bird had a black question mark on his face at this moment.
Because Wang Xiaodong speaks Chinese.
Magic Bird is proficient in many languages, but Chinese is definitely an area he has never set foot in.
Mourinho coughed twice and pushed Wang Xiaodong directly into the team.
Captain Zanetti gave a simple greeting and placed Wang Xiaodong next to him.
After all, there are still a few people in the team who understand English, so Wang Xiaodong won't be able to speak like a duck.
After a brief training, the first person to come up and greet Wang Xiaodong was Ibrahimovic. This guy was very interested in Wang Xiaodong's transfer to Inter Milan.
"DONG, I was shocked when I knew you were coming to Inter Milan. I didn't expect you to actually transfer here."
"I'm tired of playing in the Premier League, so I'm thinking about changing to another league to continue playing." Wang Xiaodong shrugged, looking indifferent.
Ibrahimovic was stunned when he heard this.
Good guy, this guy is crazier than me!
"I heard that you got into trouble for fighting a few days ago? How many did you knock down? Seven or eight?"
Wang Xiaodong rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I never got into a fight. I just encountered a group robbery and simply defended myself."
"Minato, that guy Milo must have taught you this, right? Tsk! It's so boring. I thought you would say you knocked down more than 10 people!"
Wang Xiaodong glanced at Ibrahimovic, very suspicious that this guy was trying to find out more about him.
My position does not overlap with yours, so why do you always come to test my taste?
Both of them are players under Raiola, so it is normal for them to become familiar with each other when they meet.
But when the two chatted for a while, Quaresma came over from the side at some point.
"Hello, DONG...uh, hello, Zlatan."
Quaresma looked a little shy, but in the end he bravely stretched out his hand.
"Hello, Ricardo, we will be teammates from now on." Wang Xiaodong stretched out his hand and shook his hand.
"Yes, that's what I mean too."
Quaresma glanced at Ibrahimovic next to him and seemed to feel guilty when he answered.
Then he shook hands with Ibrahimovic again, exchanged a few words with each other after getting to know each other, and Quaresma said goodbye and left.
"What is he here for?"
Looking at Quaresma's back, Wang Xiaodong was a little confused.
"DONG, he is here to present the 'certificate of submission'!" Ibrahimovic explained proudly.
"What do you mean?" Wang Xiaodong was still a little confused.
"After a new player comes to a new team, he naturally has to find a way to integrate as soon as possible."
"However, not all teams are monolithic. Many teams are divided into several factions."
"The Portuguese man's meaning is already obvious."
After hearing Ibrahimovic's explanation, Wang Xiaodong was even more puzzled.
"But I'm new here too..."
"But I'm not." Ibrahimovic blinked.
Then he pointed at his and Wang Xiaodong's chests, "Actually, I am also a foreigner in Inter Milan. I have only been here for a few years, and I am still a foreigner."
"But outsiders will also form gangs and join groups to stay warm."
"When he saw you and me together, he naturally wanted to join our camp."
"Oh, so that's it." Wang Xiaodong nodded thoughtfully.
When he was at Tottenham, he formed his own small team with Bell and others.
"There is another possibility." Ibrahimovic gasped when he said this, "That is, he may just want to have a better relationship with you. After all, you are passing the ball to us forwards!"
Under Ibrahimovic's introduction, Wang Xiaodong also gradually understood the internal distribution of Inter Milan.
People like Zanetti, Cambiaso, Ivan Cordoba, and Adriano are all "staunch" Inter Milan fans; people like Ibrahimovic and Vieira are "veterans" who have just arrived; Quaresma and Wang Xiaodong, who just transferred this summer, are the "newcomers to the team."
If we don't divide them based on the time they joined the team, they can also be divided into "main force" and "bench group".
The distinction between the two is also very convenient, that is, based on the preferences and trust of new coach Mourinho.
Head coach Mourinho is a very subjective coach and he does not allow any opposition to him in the team.
Although he cannot discard some veterans immediately, under his command, many players, even if they are excellent, will find it difficult to play.
The most famous among them are forwards Adriano and Crespo.
In Magic Bird's view, although these two people are famous, they only enhance Inter Milan's bench depth.
And Quaresma and Wang Xiaodong, who were bought by Inter Milan at a high price this summer, are undeniably classified as the "main force" side.
This is why only Quaresma, Ibrahimovic and Zanetti have taken the initiative to talk to Wang Xiaodong so far.
"By the way, DONG, there is another person you can meet."
After Ibrahimovic introduced several players to Wang Xiaodong who he could "date" with, he seemed to remember another one.
"Speaking of which, the managers of the three of us are all that guy Mino!"
"Are there any players signed by Mino on the team?"
"Of course! This happened a few days ago! In fact, that guy just got Italian citizenship less than a month ago!"
"Oh? Then I can really go and see him!"
Following Ibrahimovic, they walked around and around again and arrived at the game hall of the training base.
When I opened the door, I saw a black guy with a mohawk sitting in front of the TV screen, holding the handle and pressing it continuously.
Just when Wang Xiaodong wanted to step forward and say hello, Ibrahimovic couldn't help but remind him.
"Let me tell you first, there is something not very easy to do here..."
Seeing Ibrahimovic's hand pointing at his temple, Wang Xiaodong wanted to step forward and slap him.
Even though you have learned Taekwondo, I am playing with you in exchange for my life, but you really may not be able to beat me!
"He was born in 1990, his name is Mario Balotelli, and he signed a three-year contract with Inter Milan." Ibrahimovic introduced softly.
"That means I'm no longer the youngest on the team?"
Wang Xiaodong nodded, took the initiative to step forward and sat down next to Balotelli.
Balotelli didn't care. After glancing at Wang Xiaodong, he asked proactively: "Can you also play?"
Wang Xiaodong picked up another controller and pressed a few buttons, then asked proactively: "Mario, let's play a game. If you lose, how about you become my little brother?"
"Okay, if I win you will be my little brother!"
There is nothing complicated about Balotelli's brain.
Soon, a blue-black Inter Milan team and a white Tottenham team appeared on the screen.
In a 10-minute live match, Wang Xiaodong defeated his opponent to a pulp!
"Oh Shet! I don't understand!"
Seeing that Wang Xiaodong could expand the score in stoppage time, Balotelli slammed the controller and cursed loudly: "Why do you always score?"
The score in the upper right corner of the screen is 0 to 10, Inter Milan has 0 points and Tottenham has 10 points.
"I have already arranged for Ibrahimovic, Ade, Mancini, Crespo, Cruz and Balotelli to play as forwards. Why can't I score a goal?"
"I do not know then!"
Wang Xiaodong looked at the opponent's "406" formation of "6 forwards" and did not open his mouth to break it.
"Okay, I give up."
Balotelli is a bachelor and is not cheating.
"Then you admit that you are my little brother?"
"That's right, I'm the youngest on the team anyway."
Balotelli waved his hand indifferently, then took a closer look at Wang Xiaodong's face and asked curiously: "By the way, who are you?"
