Disclaimer: The story in this article is purely fictional and has nothing to do with actual individuals, groups, or events. If there is any similarity, it must be a coincidence!

Yang Pan's 100-meter speed increased by 0.02 seconds, while Zhang Jun's instantaneous reaction speed also increased by 0.03 seconds. This is a welcome change, and although it is a small amount, it is enough for a footballer.

Les knew that the recipes and high-intensity training from some time ago worked. The two Chinese teenagers already have the physical qualities of professional footballers, and with this solid foundation, everything else will be much easier to improve.

Rice watched the performance of the Chinese team in the 2002 World Cup, and gave him the feeling that the Chinese players were always wrinkling their faces on the field, looking very nervous. Rice didn't understand why they were doing this, knowing that mental stress would lead to stiffness, and some technical movements that he was familiar with could not be completed. The first 15 minutes of the game between China and Brazil were fine, and they organized several threatening attacks, but when Brazil's RobertoCarlos scored a goal from a free kick, China became nervous again, and finally played more and more chaotically, losing 0:4.

Rice believes that the psychological quality of the players of the Chinese team is not good enough, the pressure is too great, and their two legs really can't withstand such a big pressure, maybe because they have 1.3 billion people.

However, fortunately, he didn't see that kind of bitter and hateful expression on the faces of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan. Except for the first two days, when the two appeared relatively silent because of unfamiliarity with the situation and slight diarrhea, most of the time after that, he could see the smiles of the two. Yang Pan is more hearty, and laughter mostly comes from him. Zhang Jun was a little introverted and smiled.

With that expression, Rice believes they will have a very good tomorrow.

Adrianse led the team to their final warm-up game before the Super League, away to the superclub Willemiitilburg, which Adrianse won through personal connections, as he coached Willem II in 1997, when the team finished third in the Super League and qualified for the Champions League play-offs. In 1998-1999, Willem II was voted the most improved team by the Dutch Football Federation. So Adrianse left Willem II fans and the board with fond memories of the warm-up game he won with that relationship. However, the final score was a 0:3 defeat, which did not give Adrianse a face in front of his old club at all. After the game, team manager Ronald smiled and said to him: "How? Come back, John. Ho ho! This coach position is for you! Ronald had a good relationship with him when he was Wilhelm II, and he knew it was a joke, so he just smiled and didn't say anything.

Willem II showed a superior quality in this game, their back line firmly watched Warrendam's attacking core Buys, the young Bayes looked invulnerable in front of the experienced Willem II, could not find anyone to pass the ball, and could not break through the entire Willem II backline with the ball himself. Bayes is Warrendam's attacking striker, and his freeze means that Warrendam's offense is no longer a threat. It seems that Willem II is not just a warm-up as they said before the game, but wants to give this Dutch Super League newcomer an upgraded "meeting gift". The score of 0:3 made Bayes, a young man who has been in the limelight recently and even attracted the attention of some big clubs in the Netherlands, not only did not score a goal, but was also completely out of shape by the opponent's strong defenders throughout the game, which must have disappointed some scouts on the sidelines, because Bayes's body is indeed too thin and weak, and he has no chance in the face of fierce scrambles.

Adrianse's fears were finally confirmed by William II, and once Bayes was seen dead, the whole of Volendham had no chance. Because they can't find a good striker, it's really unrealistic to expect an attacking striker to do two jobs. But it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and no matter how capable Adrianse is, he can't do anything without a good striker to storm the city for him.

Speaking of strikers, Adrianse remembered the two Chinese teenagers, who were busy with the training and games of the first team during this time, and did not have time to see the situation on the youth team, and did not know what Rice had trained them to.

A very ordinary passing and receiving practice, for five days in a row, every morning training has to take a lot of weight. Zhang Jun is a little bored, this kind of practice has long been stopped after he has been practicing so hard since middle school, I really don't know what the professional team is still practicing?

The red-haired boy on the other side passed the ball, the ball bounced in front of him, Zhang Jun on a whim, with his right foot lightly hooked, the football was hooked, when the football rose to the knee, Zhang Jun gently unloaded it with his thigh, and the football obediently stopped on his thigh and did not fall.

Just as Zhang Jun was complacent about his action, he heard a shrill whistle. Then he saw the coach Les angrily walking like him, followed by Mr. Wang, the translator who didn't know what was wrong.

Everyone stopped and watched as Les walked towards Jang Jun, not understanding what was happening.

Les roared angrily at Zhang Jun, who looked confused and didn't know what was wrong with him. It took a long time for Mr. Wang to translate Rice's words of reversal of word order to Zhang Jun, of course, the tone was definitely not so intense.

"He reminds you that it's a basic passing practice, not a freestyle football show. All you have to do is park the ball in the most normal way, in three touches, and that kind of fancy action is not needed at all right now. This is Warrendam's youth training ground, not a circus. ”

Mr. Wang deliberately lowered his tone to the most moderate level, just not wanting to stimulate Zhang Jun. He didn't translate it as it was, because Rice's words were mixed in with too many words like "fuck" and "hell" that could easily make the listener angry.

But Zhang Jun still seemed a little excited, because Rice compared him to a circus clown, and in his head, the clown was the object of ridicule. So he kicked a water bottle on the ground during the rest of the break.

This action, of course, did not escape Rice's eyes. While the rest of the team were resting and drinking, Les walked in front of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan.

Zhang Jun was telling Yang Pan what had just happened, but Yang Pan was not by his side at the time and did not know the situation. He glanced at Rice.

Rice said to him through his interpreter, Mr. Wang: "Zhang, come to the court and take my pass." ”

Yang Pan pulled Zhang Jun's clothes and signaled him not to accept it, which was clearly a heads-up. If you are smart, you should apologize to the coach for the impulsiveness just now, and then obey all the arrangements of the coach......

But Zhang Jun spit out a word directly: "OK!" ”

Yang Pan was so anxious that he pulled his clothes, but Zhang Jun shook off Yang Pan's hand and took the lead on the court. Rice asked his assistant to drag a large bag of soccer balls and placed them in front of him one by one.

"Alright, there it is!"

Zhang Jun stood at the edge of the penalty area, while Rice stood on the other side of the pitch a little closer to the halfway line.

All the players stopped teasing and stood up to follow this special "game". Although they have not been together for a long time, everyone can see that these two Chinese have great potential and will enter the first team sooner or later. Because Rice has a lot of requirements for them in training, many of them are almost harsh. Think about how Rice treated Bayes and Heuvel last year, and you can see what the future holds for these two Chinese.

The assistant blew a whistle, and Rice kicked any of the soccer balls in front of his feet to Zhang Jun, which was a long pass.

Zhang Jun looked at the ball and ran towards the point where the ball landed. He then balances with his arms outstretched, raises his left leg to meet the ball, and catches the ball with the inside of his left foot. The moment the ball hits the upper of the shoe, the left foot quickly cushions downwards and leads the ball down.

The ball came to a steady stop half a meter in front of him, a perfect stop. There was a small round of applause outside the venue.

As soon as Zhang Jun looked up and wanted to see Rice's expression, he saw another football flying towards him! He was startled, but he immediately reappeared on the spot where the ball landed and raised his leg to meet the ball in the same way.

But this time, the moment the football came into contact with his feet, Zhang Jun obviously felt different, he couldn't say what it felt, anyway, something was wrong. This time, the ball stopped three meters away.

There was a slight sigh outside the field, Yang Pan was very close to Rice, just now he thought that Zhang Jun should be able to catch the second ball well, why did the ball that looked the same as the first time have two different results? He began to pay attention to the movements of Rice's feet as he kicked the ball.

Zhang Jun has not yet recovered from the doubts of the second defeat, and Rice's long pass has come again. This time the ball was passed close to the touchline, but Jang Jun was still in the right place again and was facing the incoming ball. The soccer ball fell rapidly when it was still some distance away from Zhang Jun, and when it was very close to Zhang Jun, it was also very close to the ground.

Zhang Jun reflexively used his left foot to catch the ball, he raised his left leg slightly, opened his arms to maintain balance, and the instep of his foot faced the ball. But when the ball touched the top of his foot once, it popped out of bounds!

Yang Pan stood up violently and spun! He finally knew the reason why Zhang Jun couldn't catch these two balls well, Rice shook his ankle very quickly when he hit the ball, like a whip pulling a spinning top, although the flight path of the football was the same as the first time he saw it, but the football itself was spinning at high speed! Such a ball, Zhang Jun still uses the first way to catch it, there will definitely be problems!

Look at Zhang Jun again, he is pressing his knees, looking at this football in confusion.

Rice did not continue to pass the ball, but called Zhang Jun over, and then pulled the translator Mr. Wang and said to Zhang Jun: "Next, we work in pairs, start from the middle line and run and pass the ball to each other until you shoot the last pass into the goal." He pointed to the empty door opposite. However, I have a requirement that we can only touch the ball twice, the first time to catch the ball and the second time to pass the ball. No third touch is allowed. If someone makes a mistake, the assistant coach blows the whistle and starts all over again. There are five chances in total, no problem, right? ”

Zhang Jun shook his head, in fact, he didn't know the bottom in his heart. Two touches, one catch, one pass, and just keep pushing to the goal, and then shooting. Zhang Jun had never heard of such a training method and this kind of demand, and it was almost a bit harsh. But he didn't think Rice would be able to do a good job, just look at his somewhat fat belly and his age.

The two stood on the middle line, about fifteen meters apart. The rest of the team all stood by the touchline, looking at the two men in the field. This is the first time they have seen such a game.

Yang Pan heard Mr. Wang's translation on the side just now, and it didn't sound like anything, just passing and catching the ball. When they were in high school, they had non-stop balls with Ren Yudi and Kaka, directly passing the record of shooting and scoring from the back to the penalty area. But he still had a faint sense of inappropriateness in his thoughtfulness, and he watched Zhang Jun stomp the ball under his feet, and then the assistant coach's whistle blew.

Zhang Jun rubbed the ball forward at his feet, then passed it to the front of Rice, and rushed forward himself.

Rice used the inside of his left foot to stop Zhang Jun's pass not far in front of him on the run, then kicked the ground with his right foot, and passed the ball back to Zhang Jun with his left foot from the back.

Two touches!

Zhang Jun didn't seem to expect Rice to do so well, he raised his right foot, and the football smashed on the calf and bounced off. Zhang Jun followed with a big stride, and then passed the ball with his right foot, but kicked the football away, and the football drew a weird arc and flew directly out of the sideline. This time, the onlookers didn't make a sound, and they were wondering if they could do what the coach did.

Yang Pan was a little surprised, Rice used the most ordinary stop ball in usual training, but the effect was so amazing.

The assistant coach blew the whistle to signal that Zhang Jun had lost the first round, and according to the rules, the two returned to the halfway line to start the second round of the battle.

But for the remaining four rounds, the assistant coach's whistle always sounded quickly and again. Zhang Jun lost all five rounds, and his best result was only one successful finish, and the second time he touched the ball four times before passing the ball.

When the assistant coach's last whistle sounded, Zhang Jun lost his balance and passed the ball into an anti-aircraft gun, and collapsed on the turf at once.

Rice didn't show the joy of a victor, and he didn't go up to say anything to Zhang Jun, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and then said to everyone: "That's the end of today's training, let's go back." After speaking, he didn't look at Zhang Jun, who was still lying on the ground, and walked straight out of the training ground.

On the way home, Zhang Jun sat in the back with his head down and didn't say a word, and came out of the training ground like that. Yang Pan sat beside him, but he didn't know how to comfort his good friend. At that time, if he was replaced, he was bound to lose, and the requirement of two touches of the ball seemed to be so demanding at this time.

Mr. Wang drove alone in front, and from time to time observed the expressions of the two young men through the rearview mirror, and saw that the two were silent all the time, and sighed softly.

Mr. Wang's restaurant is not far from his home, but Mr. Wang has not taken two people to the restaurant to taste authentic Chinese food since he was blamed by Rice. Now they all go straight home, and Mr. Wang cooks for them and cooks the "nutritious recipes" provided by Rice.

Noodles, beef, vegetable salad, a glass of juice. The dinner was tasteless, with Zhang Jun and Yang Pan eating in a muffled voice while Mr. Wang sat and watched their "mechanical movements".

Finally completed today's final "training task", Zhang Jun got up first to thank Mr. Wang, and then turned to go upstairs. Mr. Wang looked at his back and wanted to enlighten him a few words, but the words came to his mouth but he didn't say them, he could only watch Zhang Jun disappear at the corner of the stairs and shook his head.

After a while, Yang Pan also got up after eating, and this time, Mr. Wang stopped him.

"What's the matter? Uncle Wang. ”

"Zhang Jun is in a bad mood, and you don't seem to be happy either."

"Yes, we are best friends, and I am always in the same mood as him."

"I don't think Mr. Rice was targeting him, although he did get a little excited. But it seems that out of a feeling of 'hating iron does not become steel', you go back and persuade Zhang Jun well, he is an introverted child. Mr. Wang said with concern, "Some words are always held back, and it is easy to go wrong." ”

After Yang Pan thanked Mr. Wang, he turned around and went upstairs.

As soon as Zhang Jun entered the house, he closed the door and took Yang Pan's CD to sound. It's still the Scottish bagpipe "buttons & bows", which I heard on the plane on the day I left, and it's been half a month now. In the middle, I only made a safe call to my home, and I haven't said a few words, and then I haven't been in touch again because of the time difference between the two places and training. Now he suddenly feels homesick, thinking about the three friends in the 701 dormitory of U University, thinking about Li Yongle who is still in the college league, and thinking about Sophie, who is lonely......

Today's disappointment makes this feeling even worse, how good it is in school! Usually have nothing to do with those guys to play football, call Sophie to hang out together, although the food in the cafeteria was scolded by them at the time, but now I feel that it is really delicious in the world - compared to that Rice's "nutritious recipe" - and everyone always has to talk together for a long time after the lights go out every day, Zhang Fan seems to be very interested in the story of him and Yang Pan in the dawn, and I don't know how this guy is in the school team now, he is gone, Zhang Fan will definitely be the center. And the coach, he must have a lot of headaches for them to leave like this, right? It was the coach who brought him and Yang Pan to the position of national champion, and then gave them the opportunity to visit abroad and sign with a professional team, but he didn't have time to say thank you to the coach in person......

Now in this strange country, the daily training, the stern gaze of the coach, and even the bewitching girls on the streets of Amsterdam all put a kind of pressure on him. This kind of life is really tiring, and if you don't train hard, you will be swept down and forced to return to China...... In school, I never thought about the pressure and responsibility, but now, I really bear it on my shoulders and on my heart.

He is not a person who can do everything seriously under heavy pressure, and he is not as good as Yang Pan, who grew up together since childhood. Yang Pan is always the captain, and he has learned how to deal with pressure and take responsibility. But he seems to be just a kid who wants to play football easily. When he said "I'm going to be a professional footballer", maybe he was just stimulated by Kaka's expression after scoring at the Morumbi Stadium?

For the first time, from seeing Kaka's expression after scoring a goal on TV, to coming to the Netherlands, Zhang Jun doubted his decision for the first time. Are you really fit to be a professional footballer? Can your legs really make it through this long journey?

"Squeak!" They opened, and Yang Pan walked in. Zhang Jun was lying on the bed listening to the CD, when he heard the door knock, he opened his eyes. Yang Pan stood in front of the bed and looked at him.

Zhang Jun took off the headphones, then sat up straight, and looked at his partner who had grown up since childhood: "Yang Pan, you say, was my original choice wrong?"

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