NOVEL NEXT Football: The butcher in the midfield at the start, the magic bird stunned
Chapter 1 Youth players on the way to Tottenham
Chapter 1 Youth players on the way to Tottenham
End of March 2020.
The summer in London is not hot, and the weather in the early 20s is not summer at all compared to many places in the Red Country.
There is a road in north London called Tottenham Road, which is named after Tottenham Hotspur, one of the famous top six Premier League teams.
Around Tottenham Road is a huge training base with several standard football fields.
Unlike some clubs, Tottenham's training base has not been made public. The media wants to take pictures of the training, and they only have the opportunity when the first team goes to the home game.
A fair-skinned boy from the Red Country who doesn't look like a football player at all is currently practicing shooting in this mysterious training base.
Although the training session of the Tottenham U18 youth training team has long ended, he still picks up the ball, backs up, runs up, shoots, and repeats the same actions over and over again.
In the distance, other youth players who were packing their bags and preparing to go to the restaurant for dinner started talking.
"Look, Chen started practicing alone again."
"Yeah, tomorrow is the last team trial before the new season. If he is not selected again, he will have to go back to the Red Country."
"Why does he shoot every time he practices?"
"Don't worry about him, people from the Red Country are not good at playing football, so let's go home and practice table tennis early."
"But Chen Huan is really the one who works the hardest among us."
"Come on, he thought he was Sun Xingmin. There are a few Asians who can gain a foothold in the Premier League. It's useless to practice without talent."
Although it was far away to hear other people's comments, but for more than two months, the Red Country boy knew that his level was far behind other youth training players, so he was often ridiculed by others.
But he still concentrated on repeating his shooting action.
He stood on the top line of the penalty area and focused all his attention on the target holes hanging in the goal. The four target holes are distributed in the four corners of the goal. These are also the four most difficult places for goalkeepers to attack.
Although he aimed carefully every time, with his footwork, only one or two out of ten shots could reach the target hole at most.
Every time he entered, a row of numbers would flash before his eyes.
997, 998, 999...
1000!
"NND, I'm so exhausted, I finally entered a thousand..."
The young man let out a long sigh, ignoring the direct sunlight, and slumped down on the grass.
"Hey, look, he doesn't practice anymore!"
The youth members just now saw the youth from the Red Country stop and started whispering again.
"Why is it so fast today? It's over in 10 minutes. Usually he can hold on for about an hour and a half."
"Did you give up?"
"It's probably because the body can't take it anymore. If you practice like this every day, it won't work for you."
"Who said I can't?"
After a brief silence, there was a burst of wretched laughter from the crowd.
Hearing the rustling discussions, the relaxed Red Country boy couldn't help but sit up and turned his head to glare at those people.
"Let's go, don't provoke him."
"Yeah, tomorrow is his last day at the club. Everyone in the Red Country knows kung fu. It's not worthwhile to beat him. He's leaving soon. We have to stay and participate in the youth league."
Seeing the crowd disperse, the boy from the Red Country laughed inwardly.
When he first came, a local player bullied him, and he shut up immediately after being punched a few times. Although he was strictly ordered by the coach not to fight again, other players have only dared to mock him since then. .
His name is Chen Xiaoliang, a native of Donghai City in the Red Country, he is a high school student with excellent academic performance.
Because of the overseas youth training program run by the Red National Football Association, which recruits potential seedlings from various middle schools, and Chen Xiaoliang is regarded as a reward for good students because of his good football drills and the fact that his parents and the principal are old acquaintances. I sent it to the election.
Before leaving, his parents encouraged him and told him to enjoy the three months in London as a summer camp.
However, for Chen Xiaoliang, these three months were definitely a nightmare.
The selected children were sent to the youth training teams of first-class clubs in various European countries, and received less than three months of training. If they were favored by the club during the period, they could choose to sign a player contract and become professional players.
But Chen Xiaoliang doesn't know how to play football at all. Football drills are also invented by some genius in the Red National Football Association. They hold the football in their hands and dance the whole time...
Red country characteristics, only this one.
I remember that on the first day when he first joined the Tottenham youth training team, he had just played 10 minutes in the first training match, but he was replaced by the coach because of his poor skills, and he has not played since then.
After that game, he became the laughing stock in the eyes of those British youth players.
The staff of the club complained to the Red National Football Association several times, asking to confirm whether the wrong person was sent, and why such an amateur layman was sent.
But no matter how long the nightmare is, there is always a time to wake up.
Tomorrow is the last day of trial training.
As one of the execution conditions for the cooperation between the two parties, in the last team trial match, Chen Xiaoliang must be sent to play for at least 45 minutes.
Then it's time to go home.
After all, the Premier League is about to start, and the reserve team and the U18 league will also start at the same time. How can other clubs have the time to take care of such a red boy.
Chen Xiaoliang collapsed to the ground again and closed his eyes.
People passing by thought that he was too tired from training and was resting.
Only he himself could see the miraculous scene happening in front of him.
【Dong dong dong! 】
[Congratulations to the host for completing a thousand blind-spot shots! 】
[Football Manager attribute system successfully opened! 】
In fact, he is not from this world. Before time travel, he was a university teacher.
Living alone, he likes to stay up late at night and watch short video apps. After being brainwashed by the Divine Comedy, he couldn't fall asleep at all. After staying up like this for several days, he suddenly had a headache and passed out. players.
After crossing, he had his own system, but when he first came, the system was not activated.
The normal function of the system can only be turned on after a thousand dead-end shots have been completed.
That's why it took more than two months to practice extra shots every day, and finally reached the goal of a thousand times the day before the selection match.
[Do you want to open the personal attribute panel? 】
"Yes!"
Chen Xiaoliang excitedly looked at the attribute panel that appeared in front of him!
【Technical attributes】
5 passes, 2 crosses, 6 markings, 9 penalties
Skills 2, Corners 2, Dribbling 2, Throw-ins 5
3 steals, 5 shots, 3 stops, 4 free kicks
3 headers, 4 long shots
【Physical Attributes】
Burst 9, Bounce 10, Agility 11, Stamina 10
Balance 5, Strength 5, Speed 10, Constitution 8
Height 181, weight 64 kg
Right foot 20, left foot 5
Wang Defa!
Although the attributes in Football Manager, from the lowest 1 to the full value of 20, are all the abilities of a professional player, even if it is 1, it is also the 1 of a professional player, but these attributes still exceed his psychological expectations
What kind of rotten attribute is this shit!
It's the scum of scum!
(End of this chapter)
End of March 2020.
The summer in London is not hot, and the weather in the early 20s is not summer at all compared to many places in the Red Country.
There is a road in north London called Tottenham Road, which is named after Tottenham Hotspur, one of the famous top six Premier League teams.
Around Tottenham Road is a huge training base with several standard football fields.
Unlike some clubs, Tottenham's training base has not been made public. The media wants to take pictures of the training, and they only have the opportunity when the first team goes to the home game.
A fair-skinned boy from the Red Country who doesn't look like a football player at all is currently practicing shooting in this mysterious training base.
Although the training session of the Tottenham U18 youth training team has long ended, he still picks up the ball, backs up, runs up, shoots, and repeats the same actions over and over again.
In the distance, other youth players who were packing their bags and preparing to go to the restaurant for dinner started talking.
"Look, Chen started practicing alone again."
"Yeah, tomorrow is the last team trial before the new season. If he is not selected again, he will have to go back to the Red Country."
"Why does he shoot every time he practices?"
"Don't worry about him, people from the Red Country are not good at playing football, so let's go home and practice table tennis early."
"But Chen Huan is really the one who works the hardest among us."
"Come on, he thought he was Sun Xingmin. There are a few Asians who can gain a foothold in the Premier League. It's useless to practice without talent."
Although it was far away to hear other people's comments, but for more than two months, the Red Country boy knew that his level was far behind other youth training players, so he was often ridiculed by others.
But he still concentrated on repeating his shooting action.
He stood on the top line of the penalty area and focused all his attention on the target holes hanging in the goal. The four target holes are distributed in the four corners of the goal. These are also the four most difficult places for goalkeepers to attack.
Although he aimed carefully every time, with his footwork, only one or two out of ten shots could reach the target hole at most.
Every time he entered, a row of numbers would flash before his eyes.
997, 998, 999...
1000!
"NND, I'm so exhausted, I finally entered a thousand..."
The young man let out a long sigh, ignoring the direct sunlight, and slumped down on the grass.
"Hey, look, he doesn't practice anymore!"
The youth members just now saw the youth from the Red Country stop and started whispering again.
"Why is it so fast today? It's over in 10 minutes. Usually he can hold on for about an hour and a half."
"Did you give up?"
"It's probably because the body can't take it anymore. If you practice like this every day, it won't work for you."
"Who said I can't?"
After a brief silence, there was a burst of wretched laughter from the crowd.
Hearing the rustling discussions, the relaxed Red Country boy couldn't help but sit up and turned his head to glare at those people.
"Let's go, don't provoke him."
"Yeah, tomorrow is his last day at the club. Everyone in the Red Country knows kung fu. It's not worthwhile to beat him. He's leaving soon. We have to stay and participate in the youth league."
Seeing the crowd disperse, the boy from the Red Country laughed inwardly.
When he first came, a local player bullied him, and he shut up immediately after being punched a few times. Although he was strictly ordered by the coach not to fight again, other players have only dared to mock him since then. .
His name is Chen Xiaoliang, a native of Donghai City in the Red Country, he is a high school student with excellent academic performance.
Because of the overseas youth training program run by the Red National Football Association, which recruits potential seedlings from various middle schools, and Chen Xiaoliang is regarded as a reward for good students because of his good football drills and the fact that his parents and the principal are old acquaintances. I sent it to the election.
Before leaving, his parents encouraged him and told him to enjoy the three months in London as a summer camp.
However, for Chen Xiaoliang, these three months were definitely a nightmare.
The selected children were sent to the youth training teams of first-class clubs in various European countries, and received less than three months of training. If they were favored by the club during the period, they could choose to sign a player contract and become professional players.
But Chen Xiaoliang doesn't know how to play football at all. Football drills are also invented by some genius in the Red National Football Association. They hold the football in their hands and dance the whole time...
Red country characteristics, only this one.
I remember that on the first day when he first joined the Tottenham youth training team, he had just played 10 minutes in the first training match, but he was replaced by the coach because of his poor skills, and he has not played since then.
After that game, he became the laughing stock in the eyes of those British youth players.
The staff of the club complained to the Red National Football Association several times, asking to confirm whether the wrong person was sent, and why such an amateur layman was sent.
But no matter how long the nightmare is, there is always a time to wake up.
Tomorrow is the last day of trial training.
As one of the execution conditions for the cooperation between the two parties, in the last team trial match, Chen Xiaoliang must be sent to play for at least 45 minutes.
Then it's time to go home.
After all, the Premier League is about to start, and the reserve team and the U18 league will also start at the same time. How can other clubs have the time to take care of such a red boy.
Chen Xiaoliang collapsed to the ground again and closed his eyes.
People passing by thought that he was too tired from training and was resting.
Only he himself could see the miraculous scene happening in front of him.
【Dong dong dong! 】
[Congratulations to the host for completing a thousand blind-spot shots! 】
[Football Manager attribute system successfully opened! 】
In fact, he is not from this world. Before time travel, he was a university teacher.
Living alone, he likes to stay up late at night and watch short video apps. After being brainwashed by the Divine Comedy, he couldn't fall asleep at all. After staying up like this for several days, he suddenly had a headache and passed out. players.
After crossing, he had his own system, but when he first came, the system was not activated.
The normal function of the system can only be turned on after a thousand dead-end shots have been completed.
That's why it took more than two months to practice extra shots every day, and finally reached the goal of a thousand times the day before the selection match.
[Do you want to open the personal attribute panel? 】
"Yes!"
Chen Xiaoliang excitedly looked at the attribute panel that appeared in front of him!
【Technical attributes】
5 passes, 2 crosses, 6 markings, 9 penalties
Skills 2, Corners 2, Dribbling 2, Throw-ins 5
3 steals, 5 shots, 3 stops, 4 free kicks
3 headers, 4 long shots
【Physical Attributes】
Burst 9, Bounce 10, Agility 11, Stamina 10
Balance 5, Strength 5, Speed 10, Constitution 8
Height 181, weight 64 kg
Right foot 20, left foot 5
Wang Defa!
Although the attributes in Football Manager, from the lowest 1 to the full value of 20, are all the abilities of a professional player, even if it is 1, it is also the 1 of a professional player, but these attributes still exceed his psychological expectations
What kind of rotten attribute is this shit!
It's the scum of scum!
(End of this chapter)
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