Chapter 2 The Chinese Who Can Score Goals
What happened after walking out of the hotel shocked He Xu again, he was actually led onto the subway! I remember that there was no such arrangement in the script, and then he looked closely, and the subway station sign was actually marked with the name of Amsterdam, the Netherlands! What the hell is this?! After getting on the subway with not many people, He Xu closed his eyes and thought about the script he had read before, trying to quickly substitute himself into this role. But I have to say that the amount of information before was a bit too much
The scene in his mind was out of his control, and it changed, in a dilapidated old house, in front of him was the uncle who claimed to be his father just now.
"Son, do you want to play football? Being a professional footballer? ”
"Of course, Dad! I've been dreaming about it! ”
"Well, if that's the case, how about we go to Europe tomorrow?"
"What are you doing? I'm going to play in the high school league next season? ”
"It's okay, next season, we're not going to play here! What do you think? ”
"Where are you going?"
"Europe, of course! There is more suitable for your development! ”
Again, he was in a villa with a beautiful woman in front of him.
"What are you doing? Filming again? What kind of scene to film? Don't you know how to accompany me? ”
"My new film, "Catch the Bullets and Don't Let the Bullets Fly", in order to cooperate with DreamWorks, I have deliberately set aside all the schedules."
"What the hell do you want to do? I know about filming every day, what about me? The woman across from her said as she approached.
"I ......" is not finished yet.
He Xu felt his body being shaken a few times, "Huh? When he opened his sleepy eyes, he realized that he was really dreaming. What's going on with this messy dream?
But when he woke up, he was still on the subway, not on the set. I remember in my dream just now that I was talking about my new film, but why am I here, making a new film? Shouldn't I still be on set? Or in a hotel? Watching the 2022 World Cup? But what kind of professional players did you talk about before, and what's going on? Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his brain.
He Xu hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed his temples and gently massaged it a few times, but before he could completely sober up, the middle-aged man pulled him out of the subway station. It took about ten minutes to walk to the destination of their trip. He Xu only felt that he hadn't walked so much for a long time, so comfortable! The new body is really cool enough, and it looks like a top match!
In front of him was a magnificent stadium, similar to the place where he appeared in the new movie, is this the new set? Did the script change? But for an actor-level actor like me, these don't matter, and the ability to adapt on the spot is good! In this way, the makeup this time is quite chic, and I will continue to cooperate with him in the future! He Xu walked in with a swagger as he usually walked into the set, and the middle-aged man behind him stretched out his hand to pull but didn't hold it. He Xu is still laughing in his heart, you are a trick, but you are still quite good at stealing the show?
In this way, He Xu walked into the training ground of Ajax very arrogantly, his father hurriedly chased in, at this time He Xu just saw the tactical drill on the field, a fullback plugged in on the left side, received a pass from the midfield, and quickly crossed with his feet, although this cross was not very accurate, but fortunately they had a good center.
In the penalty area, a tall and strong guy jumped high, shook his head in the air, and put the ball into the goal!
Shouldn't this be a sci-fi plus action movie? How will it be in the football field? The goal was so-so.
"Martins scored a beautiful goal!" The security guard, who had just looked at the pitch and raised his arms and shouted after seeing the goal, was a little surprised to see a teenager dressed in ordinary clothes sneaking into the Ajax youth team training ground as if he had entered the back garden of his own home! And behind him was a middle-aged man who was a little cowering. It's a joke that Ajax's training ground is full of people! Where does this put my face?
And what's even more infuriating is that this kid is still there to make nonsense, "Trash!" This level of shooting isn't good, either! ”
He walked up and grabbed He Xu, "Young man! What are you here for? You can't just go in here. ”
Before He Xu could scold him, his temporary father walked up, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, we're here for a trial!" We would like to meet Mr. Pruck. ”
"Tryout? Are you kidding? Where are you from? Korea or Ben? ”
Hearing this, He Xu's anger was even worse, but his father still didn't give him a chance to go crazy.
"We ...... We are Chinese! After hesitating for a moment, He Xu's father said in broken English.
"Chinese also play football?" After the security guard said this, he really hesitated, he really saw a Chinese who could play football recently.
At this time, he finally couldn't bear He Xu, relying on the strength of his current body, he shook his arm fiercely, and shook off the hand that the security guard was holding him, regardless of the fact that there were already people walking out of the training ground. He sneered, "What? Don't the Chinese know how to play football, and your uncrowned king is very powerful? ”
The chaos at the door of the training ground caught the attention of Academy Director Rick Link, who came here today to inspect the work, and Ronald Koeman, the first team manager, so the two men quickly walked over with several different echelon managers. In the crowd was the Robin Plauk, the head coach of the B1 echelon, that He Xu's father said.
Rick Link, who was very unhappy after listening to He Xu's words, looked at He Xu who was unconvinced, and smiled slightly mockingly, "Hello! Chinese! You said you were coming...... Tryouts? ”
He Xu looked at his disdain and ridicule and did not speak, and his father once again played the role of his spokesman. He Xu couldn't help but praise again, this uncle can really steal the show.
"Yes! Sir, I'm his dad, my son is a striker, he's good, he's strong, he's ......"
Rick Link interrupted him, and the mockery became even more obvious, "He's amazing? Where's the power? ”
He Xu's father was speechless for a while, "This ......, his one, he is the top scorer in our domestic high school league!" Or the best striker! Just before that, he led the team to a runner-up finish. ”
At this time, Ricklink, who heard the word "runner-up", was like He Xu who heard "Brazil", and he would be angry, presumably not only him, but all the Dutch.
Because in the final of the World Cup in South Africa that just ended yesterday, his home country fell in the final again, and was beaten by Spain, which also had not been involved in the Hercules Cup, in extra time, and was once again relegated to the runner-up.
At this time, the whole country of the Netherlands fell into an atmosphere of grief and indignation, and the word "runner-up" can make them crazy and even crazy like the "uncrowned king" that He Xu just said.
Rick Link said very directly: "China's game? I don't think that's convincing. Do Chinese play football? Well, sir, we're not in the mood to watch you put on a show here, I think you guys can go! Speaking of this, he also hesitated, and recently he really met a Chinese who can play football.
He Xu couldn't help but feel evil when he heard this, Chinese football has always been ridiculed, I remember once on the set, I had a fierce conflict with a British actor because of discussing football. He took a step forward and opened his mouth to speak English fluently, "Sir, I guess the trial has nothing to do with which country I'm from, right?" ”
Rick Link just wanted to teach this kid a lesson, He Xu had already run up to the field quickly, and kicked a hard kick against a football placed there, the ball flew straight towards the goal, and then hit the intersection of the crossbar and the post.
After a loud bang, the goal shook.
"Wow! What a power! The players on the sidelines screamed in surprise. These fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, who are generally fifteen or sixteen years old, do not think that they have such power.
Only Martins, who had just scored a header, shook his head disdainfully, "It's just easy!" ”
The players all paid attention to this guy at this time, and they also discussed, "Who is this kid?" ”
"I don't know!"
"I just heard that I came for a tryout!"
"Whatever! It's just the right time for us to take a break and see the excitement. Isn't it? ”
In fact, after He Xu rushed out to play this ball, he was also surprised in his heart, according to his irascible but slightly black-bellied surname, he would not have been like this in front of strangers.
Coupled with his professionalism as an actor, he shouldn't have done this, but this strong body made the same action as if it was uncontrollable. But looking at the goal that was still shaking, He Xu was also thinking in his heart: It's really a fucking match! Diao bomb oh my!
What made him even more comfortable was the moment he accelerated, the feeling that time seemed to stand still......
Rick Link was also stunned, this kid's strength really doesn't want the Chinese. It's kind of like ...... With that in mind, he looked back at Ronald Koeman.
The Dutch heavy gunner, who was famous all over the world at the time, nodded with satisfaction and whispered, "Very good strength!" Of course, what made him very satisfied was He Xu's speed and lack of rhythm.
Seeing that his son took the initiative to show his hand, He Xu's father was also a little excited, and then began to sell his son again, "That! He's fast, he's very anticipatory, and he's ...... He's physically strong! Did you see that? ”
"What's his position?" Seeing that Ricklink didn't speak, Coman asked.
"Center! Position to be able to score! ”
"Yes! I am a Chinese who can score goals! ”
Can you score, didn't you just go in with that goal? Rick Link, who was scolding, looked at He Xu, who turned around and came back from the court and was still selling melons in the princess, and then looked at He Xu's father, "He's a little too short, isn't he?" ...... as a centre-forward"
"Sir! He was sixteen years and four months and twenty-one days. He'll be able to grow taller! ”
Looking at the guy in front of him who was so nervous that he kept dripping sweat down his face, He Xu felt a long-lost sympathy in his heart. But then he thought about it, this uncle's acting skills are really good!
Perhaps worried that this trick would snatch away his role, He Xu spoke again, "Sir, being tall may not be very useful!" Isn't it okay to jump high? As he spoke, he turned and pointed to the center forward who had just scored the header, "I jumped up about the same height as he jumped." ”
Many of the players in the stadium craned their necks and watched curiously, wanting to see how the first-team coach and director would deal with the kid. While everyone was watching and discussing, they suddenly saw this yellow-skinned guy turn around and point his hand at their boss. Immediately, someone said to Martins Jones, "Hey! Boss, he's obviously provoking you";