Chapter 11. genius".

The first intra-team confrontation training was over, and Li Lin not only attracted the attention of some reporters, but his performance was also recognized by his teammates.

In the world of football, strength can determine many things, and now Li Lin has used his performance to initially gain a firm foothold at Ajax, but it still needs more effort to go further and gain the support of his teammates like Eriksen.

"Li, you did well today, it seems that you haven't been in vain this summer!"

Eriksen shook his wet hair, his face was a little tired, although he had just returned to training, he had played in the European Championship after all, and then went on holiday for a while, and his body had not yet recovered, of course he was not doing well, but it was far from his best form.

In fact, it's not just him, the other players are the same, the best state of the team at the moment is Li Lin who has been training for a summer, and to be honest, this is also a reason why Li Lin can perform well in training.

"My talent is very average, if I don't work hard, how can I keep up with you, but I'm still thinking about the Champions League! That's the Champions League! ”

Li Lin said with some emotion that being able to play in the Eredivisie game is enough to make people's blood boil, and the Champions League game is even more exciting.

"Lee, any player who can train from childhood to adulthood actually has talent, it's nothing more than how much talent you can cash in and whether you are smart enough. I never thought I was a genius, my body was very similar to yours, very thin, it was very difficult to be a frontcourt player, so I never used my body to play, but my brain, this thing has nothing to do with talent! "So I hate it when the media says every day how talented I am, and it makes me feel like my efforts are being ignored." ”

Li Lin listened to Erickson's words and was a little shocked. He never thought that Eriksen, a talented player touted by many famous media, actually thought so in his heart, and sure enough, everyone has a reason to succeed, if his football career is bright because of his own persistence, then Eriksen is to keep a clear head, throw the media praise aside, and constantly strive to improve himself. When you think about it this way, it seems that these geniuses all have a lot of similarities, and Paul Pogba is also a very professional guy who never slacks off, in stark contrast to their other good friend Ravel Morrison.

Speaking of Ravel Morrison, this is also a recognized talent in the Manchester United Academy, with endless potential in his body, but unfortunately his people are not focused on football, there is constant off-field news, and last season's loan to West Ham United ended up making Sam Allardyce very unhappy with him, and now he doesn't know where to go.

"Did you find out today, Soleimani left the training ground without permission."

Erikson suddenly brought up this man who seemed to be forgotten by everyone.

"Really?"

Li Lin was a little surprised, surprised by the other party's guts, could it be that he was about to tear his face when he was about to leave, but if he wanted to stay in this team, it was impossible for him to do so.

"Really! Do you know how he suddenly plummeted from a hot state in the first place? ”

"Oh? There's an inside story here? Li Lin asked a little curiously.

"At that time, Soleimani's performance was very good, he was a little carried away, flying every day, not only pointing fingers at his teammates, but also talking about himself as a genius every day, and in the end, he offended all his teammates, so he was not without strength, but was directly squeezed out of the bench by his teammates."

"What?"

Li Lin's eyes widened, he didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this, but wouldn't this displease the head coach?

The manager has no problem with this, because Soleimani's behavior seriously interfered with the atmosphere in the dressing room, so the head coach probably wanted to teach Soleimani a lesson, but unfortunately Suleimani has not adjusted his mentality, and then began to give up on himself, and he stopped training. So the manager also abandoned him. ”

Li Lin doesn't know if there are any more so-called geniuses in this world, but it is indeed rare to be so unanimously hated by his teammates.

In the end, Li Lin had to sigh: "It's really the best negative example, is this a lesson for all the young players like Ajax?" ”

……

After the start of pre-season training, the team started to get busy, Ajax first played warm-up matches with teams from several surrounding regional leagues to find the team's form, and then the level of the opponents in the warm-up matches began to gradually improve, and in two days, Ajax will play a warm-up match against league rivals Feyenoord.

Before this match, Li Lin had to leave Amsterdam for a short time, because there was a man waiting for him to save him.

The dirty apartment, the beer bottles everywhere, and the cigarette ash scattered all tell the owner of Li Lin's family about his current state of mind.

There was a stench wafting from the whole apartment, and Li Lin had to cover his nose and walk left and right towards the house.

In the bedroom of the apartment, a man sat decadently on the bed, holding a wine bottle in his hand, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he was sluggish, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ravel, what's wrong with you?" Li Lin looked at the decadent guy in front of him, Ravel at this time, where is there still the shadow of the genius who is in the Manchester United academy, "Open your eyes!" Look at me! ”

Ravel Morrison glanced drunkenly at the familiar stranger in front of him, yes, stranger.

"Leave me alone!"

Ravel Morrison shook off Li Lin's hand that wanted to take the wine bottle, his face showed a trace of fierceness, and his chest burned like a flame, and he couldn't help but stand up.

"What, you beat your girlfriend and want to hit me?"

Li Lin looked at his good brother in front of him calmly, his expression remained unchanged, but the disappointment in his eyes was irrepressibly revealed.

You're disappointed in me too!

Why are you disappointed in me!

You're a piece of waste who can't kick the ball!

What qualifications do you have!

The moment Ravel saw Li Lin's eyes, the endless anger and grievances in his heart were churning in his chest like a tsunami, and countless vicious words gathered in his throat, but Ravel couldn't say a word.

After a while, Ravel sat back on the bed dejectedly, and the wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a dingdong, and the wine flowed out of the bottle, but neither of them cared.

"Did you come to see my jokes, too?"

After holding it for a long time, Ravel spat out such a sentence in his hoarse throat.

"Paul asked me to come, and if he had come by himself, I'm afraid it would have irritated you even more!"

Li Lin's merciless words slapped Ravel's face like a slap.

"Yes, he is now the core of Juventus' much-watched and highly valued midfield, and I, a garbage player who drinks and smokes and beats people, can't be compared!"

Ravel shook his head sluggishly, and for the first time, a trace of expression appeared on his face, which Li Lin recognized, it was the kind of stubborn expression that Ravel was unique.