"Lu Lin picked a pass, Gao Lin stopped the ball and turned around, shot, Zhao Xuri's shot at the edge of the penalty area was saved by the opponent's goalkeeper Adler from the bottom line, corner kick!"

"Chen Tao takes a corner kick, the front point, Compaq's header clears, Zhao Xuri, shoots, oops, the crossbar blocks the goal of the Chinese team......"

The sound of Huang Jianxiang's roar spread to every corner of the restaurant, and there was a sigh in the restaurant as the football smashed on the beam and popped off the bottom line.

It is a restaurant located above a small town, the size of the restaurant is less than 30 square meters, and there are only four small tables. But at the moment, the four small tables were full of people sitting on the side. But they're not here to eat, they're here to watch the game.

The TV is hung on the wall at the back of the restaurant, and as soon as you look up, you can clearly see the games playing on the TV.

Although many of you don't know much about football, you still enjoy watching it.

From a quick goal in the first half to a stalemate in the second half, their mood fluctuated as the situation of the game changed.

But as time passed, there were finally people who couldn't hold back their impatience, after all, they stayed up all night watching the game here to watch the restaurant owner's son.

"I said, Old Yutou, this game is about to end, can your kid still play?"

"That's right, old Yutou, I've watched several games in a row, and your kid hasn't even shown a face until now!"

"Old Yutou, although it is true that your kid has entered the national youth team, you can't fool us with this, but this can't be played until now, did you stuff money into it?"

"Nonsense! My kid got in on his own! ”

A square-faced man sitting under the TV immediately became anxious.

From the moment his son entered the national youth team, the smile on his face never broke. Although he gave some gifts when his son was learning to play football, it was definitely not the reason why his son entered the national youth team.

He knew that his son had entered the national youth team with his strength.

"I said you can't watch it yet, go back if you don't see it, don't make a fool of yourself here. Do you think we can pay to send our son to the national youth team? Then you can try it too! ”

Seeing that Lao Yu was choked with words, his wife immediately stood up to help.

She is such a son, although she was a little naughty when she was a child, and she is not very obedient now, but she is definitely a sweethearted baby, especially after entering the national youth team to give her a long face, she is even more precious.

"Hehe, sister-in-law, isn't that what you say, if you can spend money, then my three boys are probably all in the national team now!"

An older man sitting by the door, seeing that the proprietress was about to drive people away, immediately opened his mouth to make a round. I was driven away in the middle of the night, where to go to watch the game!

"Hehe, that's it, that's it! We're just kidding! ”

After the group finished speaking, their eyes continued to stare at the TV, wanting to see if this old Yu Tou's kid could appear!

……

"If I were Gao Lin, I would shoot directly, not pass! Although the opposing player blocked the near corner, it also blocked the goalkeeper's view, and if he shot at goal, the opposing goalkeeper could not react at all. ”

On the sidelines of the Willem II Stadium, the Chinese Under-20 players are warming up.

After Zhao Xuri's two shots failed to break through the door of Germany's U20, Krauchen sent all the players on the bench to warm up.

"If you can play a far corner, you can definitely score! Hey, if only I could play! Damn old German man, I really don't know what he thinks. ”

King Dong, who was wearing a vest and was raising his legs to warm up, was complaining non-stop.

As the most famous player in the national youth team, he can't even play the main team. King Dong is very dissatisfied with the arrangement of head coach Crowchen, but under the momentum of the team's winning streak, King Dong can only suppress these dissatisfaction in the depths of his heart.

"Ouch, you're not bad, and you've got a chance to play, but what about me! So far, I haven't even had a chance to show my face. I don't want to play in the main team, I just want to come to the Netherlands to show my face so that I can come back to the club and ask for a raise. ”

Beside King Dong, a relatively thin young man looked at his teammates who were running on the pitch with anticipation.

"Hehe, Yu Liang estimates that your wish will not come true, and if you want to appear, it's basically no show!"

"Why?"

Yu Liang listened to King Dong's words, his brows furrowed, and his tone was full of unhappiness.

Although he is not very strong in this team, he thinks he can play a good role as a midfielder when he plays.

"Hehe, what do you think you have?"

King Dong listened to Yu Liang's unhappy tone and smiled contemptuously.

"Speed, do you have it? Body, do you have it? What about technology, you don't have rats and peaches, right? ”

"Okay!"

Listening to King Dong's contemptuous laughter, although it was unpleasant, Yu Liang had to admit that he had no speed and no body.

"To be honest, that old man's vision is really not good, why did he choose you in!"

"Forehead ......"

Listening to King Dong's words, Yu Liang glared at him, and then took a deep breath to calm the anger in his heart.

"Che, what's the big deal, isn't it just playing in Belgium? Wasn't he just selected by Manchester United? ”

I cursed in my heart, and felt a lot better, so I left King Dong for a distance and continued to warm up there.

Looking at his teammates who were still working the court, Yu Liang's brows furrowed.

"Am I so useless? So why did Crawford choose me? Did my dad stuff Crawford with money? ”

But when he thought of this possibility, he was immediately snuffed out by Yu Liang in the depths of his heart.

Even if Crawford collects money, but only if you have money?

Do you have money in the family?

No.

So since this point is denied, you can only find the answer from yourself.

With no physicality, no speed and no technical excellence, it was a testament to his ability to stand out from hundreds of young players and eventually follow the team to the Netherlands.

On the point of Crowchen's choice of his own reasons, although Yu Liang has wavered, he has never doubted his own strength.

As long as he can play, he is confident that he can show what he is capable of.

As for not being able to get the opportunity to play so far, Yu Liang can only comfort himself but the time has not yet come, but he firmly believes that as long as he does not give up, he can get the opportunity to play. Although this opportunity is very slim from any point of view, he is the belief that Yu Liang insists on. So all he has to do now is to be fully prepared and wait for the slim chance to come his way.

……

"Come on, Chinese team!"

"Chinese team, get one!"

The sound of a uniform shout echoed in the Willem II Stadium.

Although the Chinese national youth team was eventually changed to the away team in this game, the arrival of thousands of Chinese teams turned the stadium into a sea of red.

The support of the fans has also completely stimulated the potential of the players, who have been running tirelessly on the pitch, stopping the German Under-20 attack again and again, and at the same time threatening the door of the German team again and again.

But as time went on, the players began to get tired, their reflexes began to slow down, their technical movements began to deform, but the determination to win was what sustained their motivation to keep running on the pitch.

The German team counterattacked, the long pass directly found Seneciye, Cui Peng, Cui Peng followed Seneciye's side, directly put the shovel, fouled, Cui Peng gave the opponent a set-piece of about 35 meters. Oh, wait, Cui Peng seems to have some problems, it seems to be cramping. ”

"The second half of the game was very difficult, Cui Peng had already had a cramp before, I don't know if I can continue to hold on now."

Cui Peng's cramps temporarily interrupted the game, and the players could also take advantage of this opportunity to take a break.

Although two teammates immediately went to press Cui Peng's legs, the team doctor still rushed into the stadium with a medical kit uneasily.

At the same time, the players who were warming up on the sidelines also looked in anticipation to the bench.

Because at this time, the head coach Crouchen was muttering something to the assistant coach.

When Cui Peng was cramping, Yu Liang's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at Crowchen, and at the same time, he was also looking forward to Cui Peng's inability to continue to persevere.

Although such an idea is a bit despicable and unsightly, Yu Liang can't care so much about it in order to play.

Besides, such thoughts will only rot in their stomachs with the change of time.

After watching Crowchen muttering there for a long time, Yu Liang finally set his eyes on the stadium, only to see Cui Peng walking towards the sidelines with some limp under the support of his teammates and team doctors, and at the same time kept making substitution gestures.

"Yu Liang ......"

Seeing Cui Peng's gesture of asking for a replacement, Yu Liang immediately looked forward to it in his heart.

Immediately a shout was heard.

"You go on the court right away, go on defense, if you can't fight, use your running ability to interfere with the German team's offense there, and if you can't do it, use fouls."

Yu Liang, who didn't have time to get excited, was pulled to Crowchen's side by the translator, and while listening to Crowchen's arrangement, he was tidying up his shin guards there.

"Got it!"

After tidying up the shin guards, Lei Lin walked directly to the sidelines under the guidance of the interpreter.

The fourth official immediately raised the sign of substitution, 14th up, 20th down.

After the head coach signaled that he could enter the field, Yu Liang quickly rushed into the stadium.

……

"It's on, look, my kid is on!"

Lao Yu inadvertently saw the player wearing No. 14 on the field, and immediately shouted happily.

His shout immediately broke the somewhat dull atmosphere in the restaurant.

"Old Yutou, is that your boy? You can't see the face! ”

"That's definitely my bright boy, you can't go wrong!"

Seeing his son appear, Lao Yu continued to stare at the TV after taking a sip of tea.

At this time, Yu Liang, who came to the stadium, immediately walked to the foul site and lined up with his teammates, and Yu Liang's face could be seen through the camera.

"It's really Yu Liang! This old Yu Tou gave birth to a good son......"