The level of Chinese football is not high, and the national team players go to Europe, especially to play in Italy, where the football industry is developed, and they basically can't get into a good team, and even if they do, it is difficult to stay for a long time, let alone play a good position.

Most of the time they sit on the bench and work as substitutes.

Ma Lili, Liu Ying, and Xie Jianfeng are all international students at the Academy of Arts in Rome, and they were a little excited to hear that their compatriots were players here, but when they heard the abuse from others, they suddenly became very depressed.

Xie Jianfeng muttered: "It's really unlucky today, the Chinese people are not good at football, what are you doing here?"

Ma Lili said angrily: "Xie Jianfeng, what do you mean? It's his business if people want to play football, and he is bolder than you." Can you play and don't dare to play, you're still not a man, and you still have the face to laugh at others?"

Xie Jianfeng said aggrievedly: "Won't I just talk about it? If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be scolded." ”

Ma Lili glared at a white man who was looking at her, and then said to Xie Jianfeng: "What are you afraid of, Italy is all a bit of a bad race, and they were all bear-like during World War II, and we Chinese people are at least much more backbone than them." ”

She said something far, but it wasn't unreasonable.

Amid the shouts of the fans, the players of the two teams began to form a team - and the game was about to begin.

Jiang Xinwei was inexplicably a little nervous. His nervousness was due to playing in the territory of another country, and he was a little worried about his results and couldn't get over his face, not because he saw Mayoni and others with makeup in the audience.

With the referee's whistle, the game began.

Coloseo Youth kicked off first, and the number 11 player, Frank Plandno, passed the ball out of the middle circle and to the feet of the number 19 shirt, Jiang Xinwei.

"Huaxia boy!" shouted someone in the audience.

All eyes on the pitch were on the face of the young man in the number 19 shirt, with sarcasm, ridicule, indifference, anger, but also concern and encouragement. It's just that there are very few eyes of concern and encouragement.

Jiang Xinwei didn't care about these, just like playing in China, he kept running, constantly breaking through with the ball, if he had the ball at his feet.

However, the players here are completely different from the players he met in the three games he played in China before, and the players here are much more powerful, not only have the ability to take away, but also the ability to block is stronger.

He achieved almost nothing.

After a few minutes, the narrator said over the loudspeaker: "...... The game has been going on for quite some time, but so far, I don't see any ability from Huaxia Wang to replace Filippo as the starter. In my opinion, he is a rookie at all, he barely knows any skills, he doesn't have any ball skills, except for running and running. ”

The commentator said, "But this is football, not a track and field race. Football requires more than speed and futile breakaways. It is more necessary to cooperate, to pass the ball to each other, to receive the ball, to feed the ball. …… Obviously, this young player from Huaxia does not have this ability, at most it is the level of our primary school students. As you can see, it's not that I'm biased, he's a real rookie, he doesn't have as much ball control as Filippo, he doesn't share the ball as well as Filippo, and he doesn't have the same long-range shooting ability as Filippo. I'd love to go to the dugout and ask Mr. Raswalli, why did you choose him to start?"

With his commentary, countless fans booed, and many people shouted in unison: "Huaxia rookie!"

Raswalli's face was not so good-looking, but he still looked at the pitch calmly.

Some of the players on the bench of the youth team of Koloseo bowed their heads in shame, obviously they knew why Jiang Xinxu was on the field, and they were very ashamed of the team owner and the head coach.

When Jiang Xinwei was getting the ball, there were more boos in the stands. Not only booed Jiang Xinwei who took the ball, but also boo the player who fed the ball to Jiang Xinwei.

The assistant coach glanced back at the stands, then leaned over and whispered to head coach Raswalli, "Sir, do you want to replace Wang?...... We didn't know he was like that...... , he's really a rookie and doesn't know any tricks. ”

Rasvali glared at him and asked, "If we send him on the pitch in exchange for bringing in five or even ten professional players in the future, will you still arrange for him to be off? ”

The assistant coach's eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise and joy: "Five, or even ten professional players, don't change! Absolutely not! Even if they are kicked 0-10 today, they won't be changed!"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Xinxu with a smile on his face.

However, if his wife is here, he will definitely be surprised: how does my husband's eyes look like he sees a pile of banknotes?

At this time, he obviously saw that the morale of his team was declining, but he was not worried at all.

Compared with the depressed mood of the youth team of Colosio, the Université Roma team has played more and more layered, from the forward line to the back line, and even to the goalkeeper, several lines can be seen clearly.

This is the case with the assistant coach, and even more so with the head coach Lian Rusvali, staring at the court with interest, and from time to time giving eyes of encouragement to those players who feed the ball to Jiang Xinwei.

Jiang Xinwei broke through several times in vain, this time he got the ball again, seeing that the opponent was ready to defend, and his breakthrough was still impossible to achieve results, he turned around and passed the football back to Park Shizhen, who is also Asian.

Seeing his return pass, seeing Park Shi Zhen happily kicking the ball and running, another Asian sitting on the bench - Matsushita Jengu - couldn't help but say to the players next to him: "What's the use of passing back? With so many people helping you, you're so useless. ”

Jiang Xinwei, who had no ball, trotted to find a gap, thinking about how to play the ball and how to break through the opponent's defense. In his opinion, the opponent's defense line is really too tight, even if he can use his speed to pass the first player, he will quickly be forced out of rhythm by the second defender, and he will definitely not be able to cope with the snatching of the third defender, and his ball will definitely be destroyed by the opponent.

"You can't stop kicking, right?" Jiang Xinwei was unwilling, and when he saw that there were no defenders around him, he raised his hand.

Now all the players on the field can see that he is a rookie, and no one in the Universitate Roma team is staring at him. Perhaps it was because they knew that he was not only a rookie, but also that he was taken care of and fed the ball, so the people of the Universidad Roma team deliberately did not stare at him, willing to let him get the ball, and then take the ball away from him or destroy it.

In Huaxia's words, it is to use him to set a trap, or to use him as bait.

After all, it's far easier to deal with a rookie than it is to deal with a professional player.

Soon, the football passed to Jiang Xinwei's feet again.

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