"Two years later, have you become the main player of the school team?"

This is written by a 15-year-old boy to himself two years later.

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In late autumn, Xiangshan has put on a fiery red coat, and the afterglow of the setting sun retains the last trace of warmth of the city.

There is a court at the foot of Xiangshan, and the net is in tatters, and only an empty shelf is left there. The artificial grass on the artificial grass has also been worn to the ground, and no one will come to play with their newly bought sneakers.

It is such a "age-like" stadium, and every day around dusk, the sound of the ball colliding with the barbed wire will be punctually emitted.

"Yo, little grandson! I'm here to practice again! ”

The one who practiced was a boy who looked like a high school student, named Sun Xiang. Sun Xiang's father practiced hurdles when he was young, so he also wanted his son to inherit his talent in the future, so he named him Sun Xiang. But who would have thought that the young Sun Xiang only had a strong interest in football.

And the one who spoke just now was Uncle Zhou, the "owner" of this stadium. Sun Xiang didn't know Uncle Zhou's name, but he only knew that this person was there when he came here to play football since he was a child, and the relationship got better over time, so he affectionately called Uncle Zhou.

"Good evening, Uncle Zhou, are you still coming out on such a cold day? I've got the key here, so I'll just go back and lock the door myself. Sun Xiang lifted his clothes and wiped the sweat from his head.

"It's okay, this person has to walk when he's old, not to mention it's so cold."

Uncle Zhou stood on the other side of the barbed wire, looking at the young man sweating alone on the court through the sunset.

Sun Xiang's body type is actually quite suitable for playing football, with a height of 185, explosive lower limbs and waist and abdomen, which are all inherited from his father's athletic talent.

But even with such good prerequisites, Sun Xiang still couldn't touch the heart of the school coach, and "main substitute" was the only title given to him.

In fact, it's not that he is not diligent enough, he will complete the training every day, or even overcomplete, and he will practice for a while after the training. When I get out of school, I come here to practice alone. Uncle Zhou also gave him a key here for convenience, so that he could come at any time.

Day after day, year after year, Sun Xiang's skills have slowly improved over time, but there is only one thing that cannot be improved through training, and that is talent.

It is said that Messi is a talented player, and Ronaldo is a model of a player without talent, but we have to say that if Ronaldo has no talent at all, he will definitely not be able to reach his current height.

Genius is made up of 1 percent talent and 99 percent perspiration, but that 1 percent is very important.

What Sun Xiang lacks is the one percent.

His dad once said, "If you have even a little bit of talent, you will become the absolute workhorse of the school, and it has to do with your sweat"

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The last rays of the sun set on the western mountains, and the capital became extremely cold.

Sun Xiang locked the iron door, put on his backpack, carried a sneaker bag in his hand, and walked in the direction of home step by step.

"I'm back."

When I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of meat and warmth.

"I'm back! Changed your shoes, washed your hands and eaten, and made your favorite ribs for you today! ”

Sun Xiang's mother's voice came from the kitchen.

Sun Xiang's mother also practiced sports before, but it was a gymnastic sport, and she was also a team flower in the team at Bayi School at that time. After retiring, he married Sun Xiang's father, who was also a Bayi School, so the marriage between the two has also become a long-standing story of Bayi School.

At dinner, my mother asked Sun Xiang about today's training.

Compared with Sun Xiang's father, she supports her son to play football. When Sun Xiang couldn't enter the main force, when his father persuaded him to give up, she always stood in her son's position and supported him.

"It's okay, it's very tiring and fulfilling."

After eating dinner and taking a bath, Sun Xiang returned to his room.

It was his own football country.

Sun Xiang is a Blues fan, so the walls are plastered with predominantly blue posters, including a signed poster of Frank Lampard, whom he asked his friends in England to return.

Lying on a bed covered with sheets emblazoned with the Chelsea crest, a poster of Cesc Fabregas is plastered on the roof.

That's my football idol and the person I aspire to be. was once a demon midfielder in England and one of the midfield commanders of the Matadors, although his aura is now much dimmer, but he still can't shake the status of the Spanish midfielder in Sun Xiang's heart.

'I have to be a regular in the team, and if I don't have talent, then I have to work 100 per cent.

After a day of intense training, Sun Xiang fell asleep early.

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"Hey Morale, you're here to take the ball!"

A man in a samba jersey came to Sun Xiang.

"Wait, who's called Morale?"

The man named Morale raised his head, looked at the goal, looked at the football, and then took 4 steps back.

"This stance....... Do you want to shoot straight at the goal?"

No matter how you look at it, it looks like it's 35 or 6 meters, and it's not very scientific to shoot directly.

"The goalkeeper on the other side looks familiar..... It's He-Man!"

"So I'm a player for Brazil right now, and I'm opposite England?"

Sun Xiang now understands that his dream has crossed over to the Brazilian player.

Morale starts, supports with his left foot, swings back with his right foot, and shoots........ Strangely, this ball did not go out like a cannonball as Sun Xiang thought, but drew a high parabola in the air.

Still rising, rising, rising.... Sudden drop.

By the time Seaman realised the danger too late, the ball was unbiased into the top left corner of the goal, knowing that the set-piece was on the right side of the net.

Morale began to celebrate wildly, and the whole stadium erupted in the excitement of the goal.

"That scene..... I remember!"

It was Ronaldo's battle to fame in the quarter-finals of the 2002 World Cup against England. This goal not only allowed the Brazilian legion to advance to the semi-finals, but also made the name Ronaldinho known to the world.

Immediately, Sun Xiang came to the Bernabeu, the football temple that every fan yearns for.

The game is already in the white-hot stage, and now Sun Xiang is taking the ball.

A white-clothed figure in front of him ran over, only to see that this person only slid a light button and shook the defender.

"This long hair, this is Ramos?"

Then he ran forward for about ten meters, and Real Madrid's Diarra approached.

The man flicked to the right, and there was only Cassie and the door behind him.

Kick and shoot!

The soccer ball drilled into the left side of the goal with a strong spin.

There was thunderous applause at the Bernabeu.

I believe that many people are familiar with this picture, and Sun Xiang is no exception.

In the 2005 national derby, Barcelona visited the Bernabeu, and Ronaldo conquered the champion's home stadium with his stunning performance.

Although Xiao Luo completed this set just now, every touch of the ball and every processing were imprinted in Sun Xiang's mind.......

After that, the ox tails, picks the ball past people, shoots on the spot, and doesn't look at the pass.....

Every Xiao Luo's masterpiece was experienced in Sun Xiang's dream like a marquee, and until he woke up, Sun Xiang was still deeply impressed.

"It's an incredible dream, if only I could become a player like Xiao Luo......."

With this unrealizable dream, Sun Xiang walked to the bathroom and began to wash.

In fact, when he went to the ground, he felt that something in his body was swimming back and forth, and he walked lightly.

However, Sun Xiang didn't think much about it, it was just a dream, and these reactions should just be the sequelae of yesterday's training.

Now he just needs to adjust his mentality, be prepared, and don't let other things interfere with him.

Because there is a very important match today, in order to strengthen the team, the school has invited the Inter Milan youth team to play a teaching match with the school.

Yesterday, Sun Xiang heard that not only the coach of the Inter youth team will come, but even the first-team coach Spalletti will also be there to watch. Politics aside, since you are here, you have a chance to be favored by the manager.

Although this is no different from the Arabian Nights, in Sun Xiang's view, this is a rare opportunity.

But the premise is that he must play in this game, and as the best candidate for the "main substitute", the main brothers must also do their best in this game to win the appreciation of the coach.

It seems that the difficulty of myself is not small......