Chapter 2 Can Chinese Play Football?
The plane slowly landed at Milan International Airport, and the moment he stepped out of the plane, Father Wen was full of emotion.
As a veteran fan for more than 20 years, Dad Wen naturally can't forget the era of the Serie A "Little World Cup" that impressed Chinese fans in the 90s of the last century. The "Seven Sisters of Serie A" is still stirring in the chest. Now, his son will embark on a journey in this land with a completely unknown future. Glancing at his son beside him, who was full of curiosity and seemed to be under no pressure, Father Wen smiled slightly, and suddenly had a little more expectation in his heart, maybe his son could really break through in this land that gave birth to countless superstars, who knows?
While the father and son were looking around, a man with a big bald head appeared in front of the two of them and asked in a tentative whisper, "Wen?" ”
The father and son glanced at each other, and the other party asked in Italian, which neither of them could understand, but Wen Zhihao was clever and quickly asked in English, "Who are you?" ”
The bald head hurriedly replied in English: "I am a staff member of the Inter Milan club, are you a Chinese child who came for a trial?" ”
Father Wen immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly: "YES!" YES!”
The bald head immediately made a gesture of please, and said very kindly: "Welcome to the great Milan." We will send you to the club's academy base. Come with me, both of you. ”
"Thank you." The two of them said politely at the same time.
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When they actually entered the Inter academy, both father and son were really shocked.
As far as the eye can see, there are more than a dozen professional football fields connected to each other, and on the west side of the gate, there are more than a dozen low-rise houses one after another. The bald staff member told them that it was the strength training room, the rehabilitation center and the speed and reflexes testing platform of the Inter academy.
Today seems to be an open day for the Inter Academy, with dozens of children in uniform blue and black training uniforms practicing lap grabbing and short passing, and many more other children in various costumes practising shooting and chest stopping
This is also one of the regular activities of the Inter Academy. Let the children of our academy have an internal training session with other seedlings from all over the city of Milan. This training match implements the last elimination system, which is comprehensively scored by Inter's professional coaching team, and the lowest score on the side of Inter's academy will be directly eliminated from the academy. Similarly, the young player with the highest score on the opposing side will be offered a trial in the Inter Academy. The brutal elimination mechanism has made the Inter Milan academy never lack excellent fresh blood, and it is also the fundamental reason why Inter Milan has still occupied a place in Serie A and even Europe even if the first team has declined in recent years.
Father Wen only glanced at it twice, and a great pressure was already pressing on his heart. Not to mention anything else, just talking about basic skills, these children are worlds apart from their peers in China. Even for those international players in China, it is common to stop the ball one meter away from the body, not to mention stopping like these children, and then interspersed with running. It seems that my son wants to stay, it's not easy!
The bald coach took Xiao Zhihao into a training ground, and Father Wen could only be stopped outside the fence like the parents, and the bald coach came to a gray-haired coach, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Hey, Nuri, the new Chinese kid from the club, Nazo said to arrange him to you first, and the people are here, go first." ”
Nuri frowned, glanced at Zhihao, and flashed a trace of disdain, but after all, it was arranged by the youth training director, so he didn't say anything and nodded.
Xiao Zhihao was simple-minded and outgoing, and he didn't notice all this, he bowed to all his teammates and coaches, and introduced himself familiarly: "Hello everyone, my name is Wen Zhihao, I'm from China, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”
In front of him, more than a dozen black and white children immediately introduced themselves politely, and their attitude was very friendly.
"Hey, I'm Mario Corey, welcome."
"HELLO, I'M LUSANO KALE, WELCOME TO BIG MI, A KID FROM THE MYSTERIOUS EAST."
There was also a child who didn't know what to say for a while, and exclaimed directly: "Oh, China, Guangzhou......"
Wen Zhihao couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, he knew that the other party wanted to talk about Guangzhou Evergrande. Indeed, Guangzhou Evergrande won the Asian championship not long ago, letting the world know that China still has such a team that can sweep a continent. For Chinese football in the trough, Guangzhou Evergrande is like a heart booster. To be honest, Wen Zhihao was a little proud at this time.
"Huh, Chinese? What to do here! Can Chinese also play football? Haha...... "The atmosphere was originally quite joyful, but it was suddenly cut off by a very discordant sound, everyone turned around, and Wen Zhihao found that behind everyone, there was a child with the same yellow skin and a thin face, standing in place, looking at him with a proud face, with deep contempt in his eyes.
Wen Zhihao's fists clenched secretly, if he was in the country, he would have to ignore the three seven twenty-one, and teach this little deflated three who didn't know the height of the sky first. But when he thought that this was a foreign country, he would probably suffer a loss if he really started to do it, Xiao Zhihao actually forcibly held back, gritted his teeth, walked up to the man, suppressed his anger and asked, "Hey, where did you come from?" ”
The man didn't give a look, but glanced at him with a squinted eye, his neck raised, his nostrils facing the sky, and said, "I need to tell you?" Chinese, go home early and play table tennis and badminton, football, haha......" The man said and couldn't hold back, "poof" squirted out, laughing very presumptuously, looking like he was underwhelmed.
Wen Zhihao couldn't help it, grabbed the man's collar, and yelled hysterically: "Where the hell are you from?" Say! ”
A black teammate next to him saw that he was about to make a move, quickly blocked the two of them, and lectured the man in a fierce voice: "Shut up! Rely on yourself to come a few days earlier to bully the newcomer, and if you do it again, you go back to your place as soon as possible, and be loyal to your general! ”
As soon as he heard "allegiance to the general", Wen Zhihao immediately reacted, daring to love the stick from the north, and snorted coldly, Xiao Zhihao felt deep disdain.
If it was a stick from the south, Lao Tzu would have endured this tone, and his skills were indeed inferior. But the stick in the north is so awesome, the country is poor like that, and you still play football, and you finally climbed into a World Cup and were beaten by someone 0:7. It's all like this, who are you going to show it to!
This episode did not affect the normal training progress, in the training group, Xiao Zhihao and the North Stick Jinguang were divided into a group, when he walked by, Xiao Zhihao quietly said in front of him: "Stick, don't worry, I don't want to play until you doubt life, Lao Tzu has your surname!" ”