Chapter 22 Misfortune Strikes
Although Coach Silva has specifically explained that it is enough to train according to his plan in the future, there is no need to increase the amount of running privately, especially the prohibition of mountain running. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but the next morning, Chen Jianhao still got up early and ran nearly 5 kilometers along the street.
For long-term runners, 5 km is just a matter of course. That's what Chen Jianhao thinks. And he seems to have a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder that is uncomfortable not running, and he feels that in the process of running, the feeling of unconsciously emptying is very pleasant.
When I got home, the others had just gotten up. Xiao Pan walked out of the bedroom sleepily, and happened to bump into him, looking sweaty, and he knew what to do when he thought about it. However, Xiao Pan didn't take it seriously, just waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and take a bath, I have to go to school in a while." β
After eating at the club, I turned back and arrived at the school at 8:50 a.m.
Since Chen Jinwu has a solid foundation in Portuguese, he takes classes directly with local students. The remaining three were placed in an international tutoring class with people from various countries - one was an East Asian-faced, fair-faced girl, but it was impossible to tell whether she was Korean, Japanese, or Chinese.
No matter where he goes, Chen Jianhao's red hair will be the center of attention. Although it doesn't look fashionable at all, it's more rustic, but it's really too conspicuous, and strangers can't help but take a look.
There were less than twenty students in the class, and there were plenty of empty seats, so they chose the lowest seat to sit down.
From beginning to end, Chen Jianhao just sat in the classroom and wandered, just like the Portuguese language training course that he had spent two and a half months in China before. He thinks he's here to play football, so why bother taking the time to learn languages? Besides, if you really have this kind of mind, it is better to learn English to be practical.
In fact, he's just lazy. Fang Jizhou and Wu Tianchang also thought the same, but they still pretended to be like each other, turning over books and taking notes from time to time. Although most of the time, they hide and chat, judging the girls in their class, and they don't learn at all. Chen Jianhao was more outrageous, at first he was just playing with his mobile phone, occasionally talking to them, but later he found that the teacher didn't care what they did, so he simply slept on the desk.
Finally staying up until the end of school, Chen Jianhao stretched out for a long time, and was about to leave, but found that the East Asian girl was staring at him.
Fang Jizhou and Wu Tianchang had already walked out first, and Chen Jianhao subconsciously looked around, but there was no one else around. So he pointed to himself with some surprise, and the girl nodded and smiled, and walked over.
"You scored three goals in Lisbon the day before yesterday, right?"
Chen Jianhao was a little surprised, and opened his mouth to ask: "You are also Chinese?" β
After thinking about it, he hadn't answered anyone's question before he said, "Uh...... That's right, how do you know? β
"My boyfriend is the president of the local Chinese fan association, and as long as he is playing in Porto, he will pay attention." The girl didn't have any expression when she spoke, and she couldn't be called cold, but there was a sense of straightforward statement in her tone.
Chen Jianhao just sighed.
He didn't like to talk to strangers, but the girl in front of him was a little handsome, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
The girl was not tall, but she matched her beautiful and slightly petite baby face. The hair was long, almost down to the waist. Looking closely, her hair color is also a little red, although it is not as conspicuous as Chen Jianhao's dye, but it is very similar.
"What's your name?"
I didn't report my name first, but I asked about others?
Chen Jianhao didn't like to see this kind of person in his life, and when he saw her towering appearance, he said coldly: "What is your name?" β
The girl suddenly chuckled and said, "Why are you like this, I just asked you what your name is." β
Chen Jianhao was a little puzzled, and said, "Then what is my name, and what does it matter to you?" β
"Forget it." The girl turned her head, her hair raised slightly, and a faint scent wafted out, Chen Jianhao smelled it, and couldn't help but be intoxicated.
The girl didn't want to say anything more to him, just shook her hand and said, "Goodbye." β
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In the afternoon training camp, Philippe Govia arranged an intra-team match. The main purpose is to examine the actual combat ability of the four Chinese players and prepare for the next step of targeted training. Of course, the focus is still on Chen Jianhao.
There are only 17 players in the youth team, so there are no two teams, so this game is a battle between the first team and the youth team.
Govia was just watching from the sidelines, with assistant coach Dinis Resende in charge of the first team. The youth team is naturally led by Mario Silva. Xiao Pan is tasked with translating and communicating, while also recording detailed data for the four Chinese players.
The lads met Dinis Resendi for the first time. He was six years older than Govia and, like Govia, had a full beard. However, compared to Govia's humble and gentlemanly appearance, Resendi is much more coarse, and only gives people the feeling of a sloppy uncle. From 2005 to 2007, he worked as an academy coach at a small club in Santa Maria di Lamars, but when his contract expired, the club did not renew his contract and he was idle for several years. It wasn't until this year, when Govia came to Boavista to teach, that because the two had a personal relationship, Resendi came here as a member of the coaching team.
Govia put all four Chinese players in the starting line-up, and deliberately lined up a 433 formation. At the forefront are Chen Jinwu, Chen Jianhao, and Fang Jizhou. The midfield consists of two midfielders plus a central midfielder, while Wu Tianchang is in the left central defender position.
Silva said he didn't understand, he thought three strikers were meaningless, and more strikers didn't mean more goals. But as the head coach of the team, doesn't Govia understand this truth? He just wanted to fulfill the wishes of the lads. On the other hand, he also wanted to see how the three children would weigh up in such a crowded front line.
There is no referee in this game, and both the players and the coach can call it a stop. After a brief deployment on both sides, Govia gave the order and the game began.
The youth team served, Chen Jianhao passed directly back to the No. 3 left back, and he launched the first round of attack. In their last game against Sporting Lisbon Juniors, the two had already built trust in each other. In fact, Chen Jianhao's vision of people is also very unique, and No. 3 is indeed the core of the youth team, named Danny Fernandes (Dany Fernandes). He is somewhat similar to Chen Jinwu's style, fast, offensive and defending, and has a good sense of teamwork and overall vision.
Chen Jianhao turned around and ran forward, Fernandez was full of anticipation for his shooting skills, and saw that the nearby players did not mean to mark him, and directly passed to him with a big foot.
As soon as the ball was passed, 33-year-old Paulo Gomes, the vice-captain of the first team, immediately posted it. Chen Jianhao just pushed lightly, and he fell to the ground exaggeratedly, and then turned several times in a row. As he fell to the ground, he shouted, "Falta! FaltaοΌ β
Although Chen Jianhao didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, he knew that people were going to foul when he thought about it with his toes. Xiao Pan shouted from the sidelines: "Watch your movements!" It's just training! β
Chen Jianhao couldn't cry or laugh a little, this scene was ...... As for it?
Gomez got up from the ground and smiled at him. Chen Jianhao ignored it, just turned around and gave a thumbs up to No. 3.
For the next 10 minutes, the two sides exchanged possession. The first team didn't seem to take them very seriously, attacking each time they seemed rushed and focused only on defence. I don't know what went wrong, but the first team always had a way to interrupt their attack. Especially Chen Jianhao, he always felt very uncomfortable to play, and strangely, instead of staring too closely, the opponent gave him a lot of space to run. But as soon as you get the ball, you are immediately encircled.
He never admits that this is the gap between professional players and young players, but he also clearly feels that there is a sense of frustration that he can't use to play with this group of old fritters. He is not afraid of physical confrontation, but the opponent can always use all kinds of means to foul like a trick.
But slowly, he also learned to see through the other party's tricks. At the same time, a thought of "treating others the way they would" popped up in his heart. Isn't it just borrowing force and fake falls, who wouldn't?
Unexpectedly, when he leaned on his opponent and was about to fall, he was picked up by someone else, and the ball was broken. The speed of his movements and the naturalness of his expression made him embarrassed to shout fouls.
That's the difference in game experience. In addition, there are only three of them at the front, and there is obviously a fault line with the midfield, and the feeling of isolation and helplessness arises spontaneously.
Chen Jinwu passed and received the ball in a decent manner, and took the initiative to support the back, but unfortunately it didn't play a big role. In contrast, Fang Jizhou looked a little embarrassed, only touching the ball twice, but both of them were lost. The rest of the time, I was at a loss, as if I hadn't found my place. To make matters worse, in the 18th minute of the game, Fang Jizhou unfortunately fell in a scramble, and his wrist was pressed against the ground at a 90-degree angle.
Since arriving in Portugal, Franciscan seems to have been in shape. It was just a run-of-the-mill scramble, and his opponent didn't even touch him, but he somehow lost his balance when he jumped, and his feet slipped and he hit the canvas.
Franciscan lay on the ground in pain, and everyone ran forward one by one, caring about his injuries. Immediately after the accident, Govia called the team doctor and ordered him to come immediately.
Only Wu Tianchang was left standing alone in the backfield. Seeing his good brother suffering, he was stunned for a minute before he came back to his senses. As he ran over, he muttered, "This is the first time I've played!" How so!? β