The sun set, and the Inter youth training base was shrouded in a night.

However, whether it was the players, the coaches or the parents who came to visit the camp, everyone's faces were not tired, but a long-awaited and excited feeling appeared on everyone's faces.

They know in their hearts that the real highlight, the annual internal confrontation of the Inter Milan academy, will start soon.

All parents want their children to stand out in this confrontation and be favored by the Inter Academy, which is the symbol of Serie A's top academy, and they are well worth it.

As for the young players themselves, they are naturally looking forward to it, the dream is close at hand, and who wants to miss it.

Wen Zhihao's face flashed a little nervous, Wen's father took advantage of the pre-game preparation time to call his son to the sidelines, while helping him sort out his equipment, while constantly opening his mouth to distract him and dispel the tension in his heart.

"Haozai, don't be nervous, take it easy, treat it as a party, just do your best." Before going on the field, Dad Wen patted Zhihao's shoulder and made a final admonition.

Wen Zhihao hummed and nodded in understanding. Take two deep breaths, turn around and go with your teammates.

Unlike the official game, this game only lasted 30 minutes in each half, and given the weather and the fitness of the young players, there was a timeout for each of the two halves to replenish water.

Noori called the young players together and announced the starting line-up for the game.

"Guys, I'm here to announce the starters for this game. We played in a 4-3-3 formation, goalkeeper Attonari, centre-back Pease partnered Kilogu, left wing-back Asunciri and right wing-back Chaloban ......"

As head coach Nuri read out one name after another, Wen Zhihao's brows sank deeper and deeper, because his name had not appeared in the starting frontcourt attacking combination for a long time. However, Wen Zhihao noticed that Coach Nuri deliberately jumped away from the position of the right winger in the front field and announced the choice of the starting striker first.

Wen Zhihao glanced at his teammates left and right, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. None of my teammates had played in this position in training, and this position was my old job! Wen Zhihao secretly rejoiced, secretly clenched his fists, ready to play at any time.

"Let me announce that our starting right winger for this game is—" Coach Noori said here with a deliberate pause, his eyes sweeping over every player in front of him, and those who didn't read their names were full of anticipation, as if grasping at the last straw. Coach Nuri's eyes rotated back and forth between Wen Zhihao, who was full of confidence, and Jin Guangxiang, who was disappointed, revealing a meaningful smile, raising his voice, and saying in a long voice: "Kim! ”

As soon as the words fell, Jin Guangxiang suddenly came to his senses, he stared at Nuri with wide eyes, and kept asking the people next to him for verification, when he confirmed that he was included in the starter, he pointed to the sky with both hands, looked up to the sky and roared, as if he had won the jackpot.

However, Wen Zhihao is not calm, why is he on this stick, why can he be in the starter? Am I not performing well enough? He's better suited to the right winger than me?

In China, I have always been the main force of iron fighting, do I have to sit on the bench here? Why! Just because I'm a Chinese player?!

I'm not convinced!

Wen Zhihao took advantage of the gap to find Nuri directly, and angrily wanted an explanation, Nuri just looked at him with a smile and replied: "Sometimes, substitutes are also valuable. ”

Your sister! Wen Zhihao really wants to scold his mother, the substitutes are also valuable, look at the value of the water dispenser? What is the value of handing a towel? What is the value of being a cheerleader?

Hehe!

Wen Zhihao sat on the bench with his head down in a gloomy mood, and the scenes of domestic games flashed in his mind: a thousand miles of riding and scoring a goal, a gorgeous performance of 1v5, and a glorious moment of lifting the top scorer trophy...... But now, he, a genius known as the "Genbao New Generation Demon Star", has actually become a spectator on the bench, and Wen Zhihao has the idea of retreating for the first time.

Father Wen was not the same anxious at this time, but he understood that this was the psychological hurdle that his son had to pass, and only by overcoming this psychological gap could the road in the future become wider and wider. It is impossible for him to be by his son's side all the time, and there are some truths that must be realized by himself.

……

Assistant coach Ferre pulled Nuri aside, looked back at the bench and asked, "Old man, are you confused, except for Wen, well, that Chinese kid, no one here can play the right winger position." And you also saw it in the afternoon training, Wen's ability is completely qualified to play the starter, why did you let Jin Shang? ”

Nouri looked at Fellai with a wicked look, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, like a scheming fox, and asked his assistant: "Tom, do you remember the 1999 Champions League final?" ”

Felle was stunned: "You mean Manchester United won the championship with two goals against Bayern in the last moments?" ”

Nouri shook his head and said, "More precisely, I mean Solskjaer. ”

Feeley looked dazed.

Nuri looked at the sky, as if recalling the teachings of the Bible, full of reverence, and slowly spoke: "It was Sir Alex Ferguson who knew how to make good use of people and hid Ole Gunnar Solskjaer for most of the half, and finally achieved Manchester United's epic and shocking comeback. ”

Speaking of this, Nuri looked at his assistant Ferrai and said meaningfully: "Tom, do you know, some people need a lifetime of hard work to become legends, and some people need to fight desperately for ninety minutes. But some people don't need much time, because they represent the will of God and are the ones who really decide the outcome of the game. ”

Falla still shook his head, saying he didn't understand.

Endeavor burst out laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "If you understand, I should make way for you." Haha......"

Just as the two in the coach's box were talking hotly, the situation on the field took a sharp turn for the worse.

Kim Kwang-sang made a cameo from right wing-back to right wing-back for the first time, and the premise of the position exposed the shortcomings of his weak attacking ability, and Inter's right wing attack was almost zero throughout the first half. As a result, as soon as the second half opened, the opponent took advantage of Jin Guangxiang's passing mistake on the right side to launch a counterattack, and after a quick pass in the midfield, the opponent's full-back decisively seized the gap where Jin Guangxiang's defense was not timely and cut inward, and after an inverted triangle pass, the striker who followed up in the middle shot low. Inter are 1-0 down.

The main responsibility for this conceded goal is Kim Kwang-sang's irresponsible passing mistakes in front of the court and the slow speed of the recovery.

After conceding the goal, the Inter echelon was very chaotic for a while, besieged by the opponent, if it were not for the goalkeeper's bravery, coupled with the help of the crossbar column, the score would continue to expand.

Sitting on the sidelines watching all this, Wen Zhihao shook his head helplessly. With some experience in the game, he can see at a glance that the biggest problem of the current team is the tactical confusion caused by the blocking of the attack. Relying on the left flank alone will not be able to tear apart the opposition's tight defence, and he is confident that if he plays on his own, he will be able to fly on both wings and suppress the opponent.

But looking at the calm coach on the side, Wen Zhihao knew that he was thinking too much. Not surprisingly, I had to sit on the bench. What's the use of a good training performance? I still don't trust myself when I really play. Because I'm a damn Chinese player.

Time passed minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, the game had come to the fifty-seventh minute, according to the rules, counting the injury time, there were still five minutes to end, and the score on the field still did not change. Nuri glanced down at his watch, nodded imperceptibly, beckoned to assistant coach Ferre, and said, "Tell Wen to warm up and get ready to play." ”