Located in the Volluvo district of Brussels, the capital of Belgium, the White Star Wolluwe club has been in the Belgian third division for the first time in the 2010-2011 season, winning Group B for the first time in the 2010-2011 season. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Here's a quick look at Belgium's unique league format: the Belgian Football League is made up of 18 teams (16 teams in the first division) and has a double round-robin format (each team plays the other team twice in a home and away capacity). Points are calculated as 3 points for the winner, 0 points for the loser, and 1 point for each side for a draw. At the end of the league, the team with the highest total points can be promoted directly, while the first place in the three stages of the league (i.e. league 1-10 rounds, 11-22 rounds, 23-34 rounds) will play a relegation play-off with the winner of the relegation play-off of the first division to determine the last promotion place.

As a promoted club, the White Star Club should have bought quality players in order to avoid relegation or achieve a good position. Unfortunately, the club is short on funds and cannot afford to buy the players it likes in the player supermarket, so the team has always made the development of young players the first priority for the survival of the team.

Philip? He is an assistant coach to the first team of White Star Wolwe and the head coach of the Under-21s, and is good at training, especially attacking and tactical training, and is also well-known in Belgium.

On this day, as usual, after a delicious breakfast, he drove to the club to prepare for the new season.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the club, I saw a black-haired Asian teenager walking into the club with a backpack.

"Asian teenagers? Could it be a new recruit from the club? It's strange that I haven't heard Matsu say it. Philip muttered.

Matsu is the head coach of the team's first team, and last year he led the team to the second division.

Philip opened the car window and greeted the doorkeeper Rutherford: "Hi, dear Rutherford, who is the young man who just went in?" ”

"That Chinese boy, you say?" Old Rutherford stood up and waved at Philip: "He said he came for a tryout, what is his name...... xu？ Sorry, Mr. Philip, the pronunciation of Chinese names is really strange. ”

"Tryout? Chinese? Zhang？ Philip nodded thoughtfully, waved at Rutherford, and drove straight into the club.

Tryouts are everywhere in Belgium and are not uncommon to see them successful or not. But the Chinese Zhang is almost a household name in the coaching staff of various Belgian clubs.

Why? From tryouts at various clubs in France to various clubs in Belgium, no matter how many times they have failed, they are still obsessively chasing their football dreams, no matter what their strength is, this infatuation with football is worth remembering this different kid for everyone.

Philip has always had a special affection for this kind of teenager who bursts out of his heart with a love for football, even if this teenager is from the so-called football desert of Eastern China. So for this trial teenager from China, he can't wait.

Philip is usually in charge of tryouts, so ten minutes later, he met this unusual Chinese boy.

After introducing himself, Philip began his routine tryout. Although he has a good impression of Zhang Xu, this does not prevent Philip from being meticulous in his work.

An hour later, Philip had to shake his head in disappointment. Zhang Xu's physical condition is really not to say, even if he wins the more fierce Premier League, he can have a place.

But other sports, if it is an amateur team, it is okay, but it is far from enough to put it in professional football.

Zhang Xu's trial was carried out with the players of the first team, and the players began to laugh at Zhang Xu's rough skills and tactics, but Zhang Xu, who was cheerful and lively by nature and had no language barrier, soon became one with the players.

Later, the players began to actively help Zhang Xu, hoping to help Zhang Xu's trial, because as professional players, they could see that Zhang Xu's level was really a little low.

"If nothing else, I can only say no to this Chinese boy, like the coaches of other clubs, alas, it's a pity!" Philip sighed, at the age of 46, he really couldn't see the ability and hope of this Chinese boy to be able to stand on professional football.

Although a tryout usually lasts for a week, three or four days is enough to judge a player's ability and potential.

"Philip, it seems that this Chinese boy really has no potential! No wonder other clubs refused. The head coach of the first team, Matsu, was also curious about the famous Zhang Xu, and after hearing that Zhang Xu came to the trial, he also deliberately came down from the office building to watch Zhang Xu's trial, but in less than an hour, he spread his hands to Philip in disappointment and said with a wry smile.

"yes, yes." Philip muttered, his eyes glazed.

The first day of the trial ended quickly, and Philip looked at Zhang Xu's eager eyes, and couldn't say no for a while.

"Zhang, uh, what do you say today?" Philip didn't even know how to organize the words.

"Mr. Coach, I know I didn't perform well enough, I'll work hard tomorrow!" Zhang Xu's tone was firm and powerful.

"Uh, okay, zhang, then, then, see you tomorrow!" Philip uttered this sentence against his will.

"Okay! Mr. Coach! I'll be on time tomorrow...... Oh no, I'll definitely get to the training ground early! Zhang Xu was grateful to this kind coach, just because he was the first coach who didn't say he couldn't do it.

"Uh, shit! I should have rejected him outright! Although it is a bit cruel to him, the longer the pain is better than the short pain, and the sooner he realizes the gap between himself and professional football, the less it will hurt him! Philip looked at Zhang Xu, who was running away from the training ground, and was secretly annoyed.

"Forget it, let's talk to him tomorrow!" Philip shook his head and left the training ground with a hint of regret.

Day 2, Day 3, Day 4...... The trial on the fifth and sixth days was over, but Philip looked at Zhang Xu's more and more active training enthusiasm, and still couldn't say no to Zhang Xu.

If it weren't for Zhang Xu's lack of level, he wouldn't want Zhang Xu to leave the team. Because he faintly found that Zhang Xu seemed to have a kind of magic in him, and it was easy for everyone around him to accept and work hard with him. Since Zhang Xu came to the team, the atmosphere within the team has become very harmonious, and the enthusiasm for training has become much higher than before, all of which is obviously inseparable from Zhang Xu.

"Philip, old man, when are you going to have a showdown with him?" On this day, head coach Matsu couldn't help but ask.

"Uh, today." Philip's tone was full of tangles.

When Zhang Xu came to Philip again, waiting for his verdict with a look of hope, Philip was entangled again.

"Zhang, look, uh, you've been training with us for five days, shouldn't you go back to school?" Philip finally relented and said what he meant cryptically.

"It's okay, Mr. Philip," after a few days of getting along, Zhang Xu was already familiar with the name of this kind gentleman: "I passed the school exam long before I came, even if it was a week of trial training." ”

Philip wanted to punch himself in the mouth: "Uh, okay," he took a deep breath: "Then I'll just say it, zhang, you, you do, alas, it does not meet the requirements of professional football, well, yes......"

Seeing Zhang Xu bow his head in extreme frustration, Philip felt that he had done a heinous thing: "Zhang, you, don't come over tomorrow!" ”

After the loss, Zhang Xu raised his head and said firmly: "Mr. Philip, please give me another day, okay?" I'll leave the team after the tryout tomorrow, please! May I? Mr? ”

"Uh," Philip smiled wryly, "can I say no?" ”