007 Welcome to Maridimo

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  After dozens of hours of boat and car travel, Wu Yu and others led by Ternana arrived at a hotel outside the club to stay, waiting for the time difference to adjust before going to the club for trial training.

  That night, Wu Yun and others had to lie in bed for more than ten hours after sleeping, adjusting the time difference. Gao Wei lay on the hotel bed, tossing and turning, how could he sleep?

  Wu Yun on the adjacent bed also had his hands under his head, staring blankly at the white ceiling. In the dim light, the wallpaper on the ceiling had some text that Wu Yun didn't understand, probably Portuguese.

  "Xiao Yu, tell me what tomorrow's training will be like?" Gao Wei finally couldn't help it and turned his face to look at Wu Yu.

  "I don't know." Wu Yu replied weakly.

  "What chances do you think we have of beating Maridimo?"

  "I don't know."

  "What do you know?" Gao Wei looked at Wu Yu with a dissatisfied expression.

  "I know Wen Yinghang went to Manchester United and Shi Bojun went to Real Madrid." Wu Yu said somewhat despondently.

  "Cut, so you're worried about this. I said their level is just that, going to Manchester United and Real Madrid will not have the opportunity to play, it's better for us to join a small team first, then enter the giant." Gao Wei said with disdain on his face.

  "After all, it's Manchester United and Real Madrid!" Wu Yu said with a scowl.

  "So what? They are just like King Dong, we start from Maridimo, then transfer to Porto, and finally go to Milan, haha..." Gao Wei smiled foolishly as he planned his career.

  "Have you been to that black shop in Porto? Do you still want to go to Milan?" Wu Yu teased.

  "Right! In that case, I should go to Serie A first, and then I won't marry if it's not Milan!" Gao Wei said with a firm expression when he said the last sentence.

  "At first, Zheke also said that if it wasn't Milan, she wouldn't get married, but in the end, she still went to Manchester." Wu Yu struck Gao Wei again.

  "Hmm... going to Manchester and playing a Premier League derby with you is pretty good too"

  Gao Wei scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

  "Hey, Dawei, do you know if Malatyaspor has any famous players in history?" Wu Yun asked, opening the conversation with Gao Wei's silly smile.

  "Eh, I've searched online before, and it seems like C Luo is from the Maridimo youth training camp. I don't know if we'll have a chance to see him." Gao Wei said this with a look of yearning on his face as he gazed at the ceiling.

  "C Lo? Isn't he from the national team's youth training camp?"

  "Really? Maybe I'm wrong."

  "You must be mistaken."

  "So you know what basketball stars?"

  "Now I don't know, but there will definitely be one in the future."

  "Who?"

  "Wu Yu!"

  "Hehe, add one more, Gao Wei."

  ……

  The next morning at 8 o'clock, Tenorio came to the hotel to pick them up. When he saw Wu Yun and Gao Wei's panda eyes, he was shocked and asked: "What happened to you two?"

  "Wu Yu and Gao Wei yawned in unison, saying: 'We couldn't sleep last night, so we chatted all night.'"

  "What did you guys talk about all night?!" Tenorio still looked incredulous.

  "Wu Yu said, 'I talked about the history of Maridimo Club.'"

  Tennoni was stunned for a moment, then smiled and beckoned everyone to head towards the club's training base.

  Everyone followed Teno to the training base of Maridimo Club. The training base is not big, similar in scale to Fuli Club, and far from Hengda.

  A roughly hundred-year-old dilapidated building stands at the edge of three or four football fields, and outside the three or four football fields is a highway with not much traffic.

  Tennorio led the crowd into the building facade

  The building is divided into four floors, the first floor is the dressing room for players and coaches, as well as meeting rooms; the second floor is the club's restaurant, while the third and fourth floors are the team's history museum and staff offices.

  "The facilities here may not be as new as your club's, but the people at the club are very motivated and the fans are very enthusiastic." Ternonia led them into the locker room while introducing.

  Wu Yu looked at this old but clean locker room, sighing that this is the historical heritage of a nearly hundred-year-old team. Thinking that he might sit in this locker room to change jerseys with other players in the future, Wu Yu's heart couldn't help but surge with excitement.

  "The team is training at 10 o'clock sharp, and the coaches still have some time before they arrive for work. Let me take you to visit Maridimo's historical exhibition hall." Tenorio said, looking at his watch. After finishing speaking, he turned around and led them to the club's historical exhibition hall on the third floor.

  After chatting for a while in the club's historical exhibition hall, a handsome white man in his 40s, carrying a briefcase and wearing a suit and leather shoes, walked in.

  "Wow, it's so early." The man in the suit smiled and greeted Tenorio.

  "Ah, Mr. Martins, you're up early." Tenorio smiled as he approached: "I've brought two geniuses from China for you."

  He turned around and beckoned to Li Shurong: "Mr. Li, come on, let me introduce you, this is our club's head coach, Mota Vieira Martins."

  "Mr. Martins, this is Li Shurong, an official of Guangzhou Fuli Club in China; the lady next to him is Wang Peijun, and the two behind are the geniuses I brought back for you, Wu Yu and Gao Wei." Ternana turned around to introduce to Martins, his tone rising slightly when he mentioned Wu Yu.

  "Welcome to Maridimo." Martyns said with a smile, going around and shaking hands with each of them.

  Half an hour later, Tenorio led Wu Yong and Gao Wei into the locker room, found two places for them on the side, handed over two sets of training uniforms, and then left.

  Wu Yu glanced around the locker room and found that some people were secretly sizing them up, and their mouths were saying something he couldn't understand, probably Portuguese.

  He carefully sat down in his own position, starting to change his jersey and socks. Sitting next to him was a tall white man, about the same age as Wu Yu, who stretched out his hand and said to Wu Yu in broken English:

  "Hello, I'm Ting Gao Ao, welcome to Maldives"

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  "Thank you, I'm Wu Yu." Wu Yu said with a polite handshake in broken but not inferior English.

  "Hello, I'm Gao Wei." Another Gao Wei also came over to shake hands.

  "Haha, looks like our little darling has made some new friends!" A burly man with a thick beard and mustache exclaimed loudly from the side.

  "Kid, this time you'd better watch out for 'Bonecrusher's' welcoming gift." a short black man chuckled.

  Wu Yu and Gao Wei couldn't understand what they were saying at all, and could only exchange a glance, shaking their heads helplessly.

  10 minutes later, Wu Yu and Gao Wei followed other players to the training ground. This time, head coach Martins changed into a training uniform, led Wu Yu and Gao Wei in front of all the players and said a few words, then let Wu Yu follow other players to train together.

  Wu Yu and they can't understand, so also don't know what meaning.

  At the beginning of training, Wu Yu felt no different from when he was training at Guangzhou Fuli. They were all running warm-ups and then doing some drills with the ball. Because they are still in the pre-season preparation phase, the coach did not arrange any tactical training.

  After a training session, Wu Yu felt that apart from having more training volume than in China, there was no big difference.

  Wu Yu and Gao Wei said goodbye to "Ting Gao Ao" after taking a bath in the locker room, and then returned to the hotel with Wang Peijun, who still had an afternoon training session.

  In the afternoon training session, they entered group matches after warming up. Wu Yu and Gao Wei were assigned to the substitute group and wore training vests.

  The in-house competition began, with the assistant coach acting as referee. The game started after a whistle was blown.

  Wu Yu was arranged in his most skilled front waist position, mainly responsible for the team's offensive organization, while Gao Wei was in the position of kicking the back guard.

  After the opening, Wu Yun seemed a bit tense and didn't dare to dribble by himself, only doing some passing transition work.

  A few minutes later, his teammate "Ting Gao Ao" passed the ball to him and encouraged him with both hands, saying: "Go on, get past him!"

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  Wu Yu had learned some English football terminology before coming to Portugal and knew what it meant. Seeing the encouraging gaze of "very proud", Wu Yu picked up the ball, turned around and prepared to dribble forward.

  Who knew that with a turn of the body, a green figure would come flying over, with a ferocious flying tackle from the side. Wu Yu only felt himself stumbling, and before he knew it, he was sent tumbling to the ground along with the ball.

  The referee blew his whistle and called a foul.

  The offender walked over and said menacingly to Wu Yun: "Welcome to Maridimo!"

  He finished speaking and walked away with a smile.

  Gao Wei saw Wu Yu being knocked to the ground and immediately ran over to ask with concern: "Wu Yu, are you okay?"

  Wu Yu pulled down his socks and shook his head: "Nothing."

  He immediately lifted his head and stared fiercely at the person who had just knocked him to the ground.

  That man was the burly mustachioed fellow who had been guffawing loudly in the locker room that morning, and he was now chatting with his teammates, still grinning.

  "Bone crackle, dry goods!"

  "Of course, I think that kid might just be scared off like that! Haha..."

  "Isn't it said that Portugal's team is very technical? How can they be like this!" Wang Peijun exclaimed, watching the training session on the side.

  "Every team has a villain." Li Shu Rong gazed at that "Bone Fracture Special", explaining.

  "What about Wu Yun? Will he get hurt? This kick is too vicious!" Wang Peijun was still very angry.

  "Let's see how he handles it, maybe he'll give his opponent a beautiful counterattack." Li Shu Rong gazed at Wu Yu with a meaningful smile.

  Wu Yu slowly stood up, patted the mud off his body, and fixed a sharp gaze on the opponent's "Bone Fracture", with an unyielding expression on his face.

  "I'm a man who's going to win the Golden Ball, how can I be defeated by someone like you!" Wu Yu said in a low but firm tone.

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