Bergman set the time for Wednesday because it was the first team meeting date.

There are breaks in the professional leagues.

In addition to the summer and winter breaks, such as the winter and summer vacations of students, there are also 'international breaks' during the tournament season.

The 'international break' is the time when FIFA stipulates that the friendly matches between the national teams will be played between them, and during the international football break, the football club must have no interference in the employment of the national team, ensure that the national team has no worries about the employment of personnel, and must have the venue between the host of the event.

For teams in the Bundesliga, the international break is the equivalent of a holiday, as few players in the squad make it to the national team.

St. Pauli is also one of them.

In the past four consecutive league games, St. Pauli has not been able to win, four games, two draws and two losses, only got a pitiful two points, Bergmann is quite sad about the results, but still gave the players a holiday, let them enjoy a leisure holiday, maybe regroup will be in good shape.

Wednesday day.

All the players of St. Pauli are gathered again.

After Bergman asked the assistant coach to warm up, he didn't arrange any detailed training, but let them move freely, waiting for the training match to come, and the players in three, three, two and two also discussed--

"I heard it's going to be a match against the youth team!"

"Why?"

"There are so many injuries! The coach probably wants to add to the lineup. ”

"Are there good seedlings in the youth team?"

"It's funny. I'm looking forward to playing against the youth team, so let's show those guys what a real professional team is! ”

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St. Pauli youth training ground.

With all the players gathered and Flor standing in the centre, he was talking about the training match, "There's good news for everyone, we have a training match against the first team. ”

"This is what I decided with Mr. Bergmann, and it's all about you, everyone, and it's going to be a formal, and you have to play it as if it were an official game."

"This is a rare opportunity, probably none of you don't want to be in the first team, play in a regular professional league, and really stand in front of the fans and the media. Take your chances, Mr. Bergman, and watch everyone's performance carefully! ”

"If you can perform well......"

Flor didn't go on, and the previous content was enough for the players to make up.

If you do well, you'll be in the first team!

Every youth team player's dream is to play in the professional league, and if he can be selected for the first team, he will have the opportunity to participate in the Bundesliga, which is infinitely close to the dream.

The players had an enthusiastic discussion --

"Playing against the first team!"

'Mr. Bergmann will watch the game and if he does well, he will be in the first team!'

"Maybe I'm lucky enough to be chosen!"

"If I can play in the Bundesliga, my family will be proud of me!"

“……”

Zhen Shaolong was standing with Kreuzer, listening to Kreuzer express his entanglement, "Playing against the first team!" I hope to do well. But I think it's a little too early to play in the professional league, I'm not yet twenty years old. ”

Zhen Shaolong pouted, "Twenty years old is not too early." A lot of stars can play in the top league at the age of eighteen, and there are younger. I can name more than ten. ”

"I can name twenty." Kreuzer rolled his eyes, "What's the use of that?" They are geniuses, real geniuses, but then again, there are very few people in Germany who can play in the professional league at a young age. ”

"That's right."

"Do you think I have a chance?" Kreuzer wanted to find comfort.

Zhen Shaolong nodded, "If someone in the team can enter the first team, you will definitely be ranked first, and then probably ...... Probably Frey, right? ”

"Are you complimenting me?"

A high voice interrupted Zhen Shaolong's words, and Freiberg walked over with a smile on his face, "I heard it, you said I could get into the first team, but you also talked about Dickert ......"

Freiberg glanced at Kreuzer, as if he didn't want to provoke him, and continued, "Perhaps? We're team-mates and it's not interesting to compare, but whoever makes it to the first team can't have you. ”

Zhen Shaolong pursed the corners of his mouth, and felt the urge to swing his fist.

Freiberg continued to fall into the trap, "Do you know why? I don't hate you, Zhen, it's from my heart. "But the truth is, Mr. Flore, there's absolutely no way you're going to play." ”

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Freiberg was right.

All the players of the youth team went to the training ground of the first team, and after arriving, they simply warmed up and played a training match with the first team.

Flor's starting list did not have Zhen Shaolong's name, so he could only sit on the sidelines and watch his teammates play.

It doesn't feel good when the audience is in the audience.

Zhen Shaolong doesn't have to enter the first team, his physical ability in all aspects is still very poor, and he is only eighteen years old, he is one of the youngest players in the team, and he can wait for one or two years.

With one system task after another, plus insisting on fitness improvement, he will definitely be able to compete in the professional arena in the future.

Still, thinking about Freiberg, and then thinking about Flore, he still felt very uncomfortable......

Very unpleasant!

That was the original idea.

Now Zhen Shaolong would rather not appear here.

Because...... Bergmann.

Zhen Shaolong still remembers sarcastically mocking Bergman, saying that he is too old, not as handsome as himself, not as young as himself, not as handsome and chic as himself, anyway, he is a bunch of belittling words about the other party and praising himself.

It wasn't a wonderful memory.

He just wants to stay in the youth team, preferably until Bergman is gone, and then find a chance to break into the first team, or be traded to another team, which is acceptable.

Now it seems that there is no way to hide.

"Can't see me!"

"Don't recognize me!"

"I only have my thoughts, not my body......" Zhen Shaolong closed his eyes vigorously and prayed.

That, of course, didn't work.

Bergmann noticed him, from the very beginning, and in his conversation with Flor, he pointed specifically to what he said.

Zhen Shaolong knew that he must be talking about himself.

What would Bergmann do?

"Call me over and make a mockery? Taunt it? Or rather...... Expel the team outright? ”

This is not malicious speculation!

Think about it from another angle, if you are ridiculed, you will retaliate if you find an opportunity, right?

Possible?

Sure?

Zhen Shaolong couldn't imagine it, he didn't know what it was like to be a head coach, he could only think about the worst. He thinks it's time to make a plan, should he contact other clubs and prepare to go for a tryout?

Maybe you can find opportunities at other clubs.

Meantime.

Bergman was also talking to Flor about Zhen Shaolong, "Marius, why don't you let that Asian kid try?" ”

Flor immediately shook his head and said, "You said Zhen? He was in poor health, he fell down at the first touch, and he couldn't compete at all. After saying that, he added, "In the German North League, he didn't perform, and he couldn't touch the ball a few times in a game, let alone play now." ”

Bergman wondered, "According to what you said, he couldn't have made it to the youth team at all, but he passed the tryout. ”

"His skills are passable." Flor explained.

Bergmann nodded and didn't say anything more.