Chapter 3 King's Landing Stadium!the most special one
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Ge Lei Sen Gu Dong
Chapter 3 King's Landing Stadium!the most special one
"I have a request, Coach."
Ryan Mason's eyes lit up: "You say, what I can do will definitely help you."
He thought to himself, would this kid want to get a set of signatures of Tottenham stars, such as Harry Kane, Sun Xingmin, Lloris, etc., or take a photo with them.
He can do all these things.
And these are enough precious memories for a young player who came from afar to try out for a lifetime.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoliang said: "I want to defend Steve one-on-one in tomorrow's game."
"what?!"
Ryan Mason opened his mouth in surprise.
"Are you serious?"
Chen Xiaoliang nodded.
"He is an attacking midfielder, do you want to play as a midfielder?"
Chen Xiaoliang nodded again.
"Oh my god!" Ryan Mason spread his hands. He thought that Chen Xiaoliang was still in the mood just now and wanted to take revenge on Steve.
But after seeing Chen Xiaoliang's eyes, Ryan Mason found a kind of determination and firmness.
How many times in the middle of the night has he dreamed that he would not want to have another real battle with Gary Cahill, who knocked himself into a skull fracture and forced him to retire?
The empathy between men creates a resonance between them.
"Okay, football matters will be settled on the pitch. But, Chen, I can't help you when I'm on the field. I won't talk to the referee, and I won't talk to Steve. It's all up to you and you have to stay calm and focused and don't do anything stupid."
Chen Xiaoliang cupped his fists, bowed forward, and performed a traditional red country salute: "Thank you coach!"
At that moment, Chen Xiaoliang accepted the reality.
He thought over and over about the current status quo. With his mediocre physical fitness and a bunch of horrible offensive attributes, only one steal is at a full value of 20. This kind of panel can be used as a mad dog-like ball-scrambling machine on the field. Can't do it either.
Since Steve is an offensive midfielder, then he plays a defensive midfielder himself, and does nothing in the audience, just hate him!Kill him!
The youth players on the side saw Ryan Mason and Chen Xiaoliang muttering softly for a long time, and there was another burst of whispering.
"Steve, the coach is still protecting you."
Steve obviously pushed his limits: "Why is the coach so polite to that kid from the Red Country? I would have driven him away a long time ago."
"You don't understand, the Football Association of the Red Country gave the money, and the club will take pictures and videos of tomorrow's match, and then find a few photos that look like that and post them on the Internet, which can also help the club promote the Red Country market. "
Having said that, several youth training players cast a disdainful glance at Chen Xiaoliang and left one after another.
The next day, the Tottenham Hotspur training base, the largest training ground.
A dozen or so spectators sat sparsely by the side of the court, mainly coaches and scouts of the youth training team, as well as several team doctors and data analysts, as well as a camera supported by a stand.
On the other side of the stands, there was also a person sitting silently, preparing to watch the next game.
He was wearing a hoodie and had his hat turned up over his head to block out the harsh sun.
There is no one else around him, as if he has a unique aura.
The players played one after another, wearing white vests and black vests that symbolize the main force and the substitute respectively.
Not surprisingly, Chen Xiaoliang was assigned to the substitute group and was still on the bench on the sidelines.
But he was not in a hurry, he knew that with his 10 points of stamina, it would be difficult to start and play the full 10 minutes.
And Ryan Mason also promised him that he would give him at least 45 minutes of game time and let him play where he wanted to play.
At this moment, Chen Xiaoliang's eyes were all on the captain of the main team and core midfielder Steve Rogers, who was doing a simple stretch near the center circle.
"Beep!"
With the whistle of the referee, the game began.
【Dong dong dong! 】
In front of Chen Xiaoliang, who was about to observe seriously, a panel appeared.
[Trigger the exclusive task of the game! 】
[Basic task content: Keep the team from conceding the ball within the playing time]
[Advanced mission content: win the game]
Chen Xiaoliang was taken aback for a moment, almost forgetting that he still had such a system.
"What is the reward for completing the task?"
[Determined by game performance]
"NND is still playing tricks, turn it off, don't affect me watching the game!"
Every minute and every second now determines his entire football career, but he has no time to waste time entangled with the system here.
[Does the host accept time-limited missions? 】
Chen Xiaoliang was annoyed at the system panel that didn't go away immediately one second, and his appetite was whetted by the system's words the next second.
"Time-limited mission? What is it?"
[Limited time task content: Before the end of the game, cause Steve Rogers to be injured and withdraw from the game]
[Limited time task reward: add [-] to any attribute point]
Nani? !
What kind of mission is this? !
The reward turned out to be an attribute point plus one!
Chen Xiaoliang was stunned, he didn't expect that the system would issue such a secret rubbing task.
Just when he was hesitating, the main team had already surrounded the substitute team around the penalty area under Steve's organization.
No way, the gap is too obvious.
Different from the wide opening and closing of the English midfielder, Steve's style of play is more inclined to the delicacy and technique of the Spanish midfielder. This is also the inevitable result of the continuous integration of English football into the European continental style of play.
In the youth training, what is reflected is that it is no longer a simple long pass to find the ball behind, and a simple high ball pass from the bottom, and the center to fight for the top. Combining fast counterattacks with more and more inverted triangle crosses on the ground.
At the same time, more and more Spanish, Italian, and German coaches are in charge of Premier League teams, which has also accelerated the mixing of different football styles.
Steve can be said to be the fruit of this kind of thinking in youth training.
Chen Xiaoliang looked at his delicate footwork and proper passing route, and soon forgot the task that the system just released.
Although he has witnessed such a wonderful performance many times in the previous two months, he still can't help but sigh:
"He's such a genius! No wonder Ryan Mason thinks so highly of him!"
But thinking about Steve's not very aboveboard character, Chen Xiaoliang couldn't help feeling angry again.
As time passed, the main team kept pressing the substitute team in their own half. Even Ryan Mason noticed that Steve was very focused and hardworking today.
He was wondering why, when he inadvertently saw the man in the hooded sweater on the opposite side of the stadium.
Under the Tottenham team logo on the man's chest, there are two letters printed impressively: JM
Jose Mourinho!
Tottenham head coach!
World-renowned champion trainer!
Ryan Mason suddenly realized, no wonder Steve worked so hard today, the head coach of the first team came to the stadium to observe the youth training players in person, no player would let such a good opportunity pass.
(End of this chapter)
"I have a request, Coach."
Ryan Mason's eyes lit up: "You say, what I can do will definitely help you."
He thought to himself, would this kid want to get a set of signatures of Tottenham stars, such as Harry Kane, Sun Xingmin, Lloris, etc., or take a photo with them.
He can do all these things.
And these are enough precious memories for a young player who came from afar to try out for a lifetime.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoliang said: "I want to defend Steve one-on-one in tomorrow's game."
"what?!"
Ryan Mason opened his mouth in surprise.
"Are you serious?"
Chen Xiaoliang nodded.
"He is an attacking midfielder, do you want to play as a midfielder?"
Chen Xiaoliang nodded again.
"Oh my god!" Ryan Mason spread his hands. He thought that Chen Xiaoliang was still in the mood just now and wanted to take revenge on Steve.
But after seeing Chen Xiaoliang's eyes, Ryan Mason found a kind of determination and firmness.
How many times in the middle of the night has he dreamed that he would not want to have another real battle with Gary Cahill, who knocked himself into a skull fracture and forced him to retire?
The empathy between men creates a resonance between them.
"Okay, football matters will be settled on the pitch. But, Chen, I can't help you when I'm on the field. I won't talk to the referee, and I won't talk to Steve. It's all up to you and you have to stay calm and focused and don't do anything stupid."
Chen Xiaoliang cupped his fists, bowed forward, and performed a traditional red country salute: "Thank you coach!"
At that moment, Chen Xiaoliang accepted the reality.
He thought over and over about the current status quo. With his mediocre physical fitness and a bunch of horrible offensive attributes, only one steal is at a full value of 20. This kind of panel can be used as a mad dog-like ball-scrambling machine on the field. Can't do it either.
Since Steve is an offensive midfielder, then he plays a defensive midfielder himself, and does nothing in the audience, just hate him!Kill him!
The youth players on the side saw Ryan Mason and Chen Xiaoliang muttering softly for a long time, and there was another burst of whispering.
"Steve, the coach is still protecting you."
Steve obviously pushed his limits: "Why is the coach so polite to that kid from the Red Country? I would have driven him away a long time ago."
"You don't understand, the Football Association of the Red Country gave the money, and the club will take pictures and videos of tomorrow's match, and then find a few photos that look like that and post them on the Internet, which can also help the club promote the Red Country market. "
Having said that, several youth training players cast a disdainful glance at Chen Xiaoliang and left one after another.
The next day, the Tottenham Hotspur training base, the largest training ground.
A dozen or so spectators sat sparsely by the side of the court, mainly coaches and scouts of the youth training team, as well as several team doctors and data analysts, as well as a camera supported by a stand.
On the other side of the stands, there was also a person sitting silently, preparing to watch the next game.
He was wearing a hoodie and had his hat turned up over his head to block out the harsh sun.
There is no one else around him, as if he has a unique aura.
The players played one after another, wearing white vests and black vests that symbolize the main force and the substitute respectively.
Not surprisingly, Chen Xiaoliang was assigned to the substitute group and was still on the bench on the sidelines.
But he was not in a hurry, he knew that with his 10 points of stamina, it would be difficult to start and play the full 10 minutes.
And Ryan Mason also promised him that he would give him at least 45 minutes of game time and let him play where he wanted to play.
At this moment, Chen Xiaoliang's eyes were all on the captain of the main team and core midfielder Steve Rogers, who was doing a simple stretch near the center circle.
"Beep!"
With the whistle of the referee, the game began.
【Dong dong dong! 】
In front of Chen Xiaoliang, who was about to observe seriously, a panel appeared.
[Trigger the exclusive task of the game! 】
[Basic task content: Keep the team from conceding the ball within the playing time]
[Advanced mission content: win the game]
Chen Xiaoliang was taken aback for a moment, almost forgetting that he still had such a system.
"What is the reward for completing the task?"
[Determined by game performance]
"NND is still playing tricks, turn it off, don't affect me watching the game!"
Every minute and every second now determines his entire football career, but he has no time to waste time entangled with the system here.
[Does the host accept time-limited missions? 】
Chen Xiaoliang was annoyed at the system panel that didn't go away immediately one second, and his appetite was whetted by the system's words the next second.
"Time-limited mission? What is it?"
[Limited time task content: Before the end of the game, cause Steve Rogers to be injured and withdraw from the game]
[Limited time task reward: add [-] to any attribute point]
Nani? !
What kind of mission is this? !
The reward turned out to be an attribute point plus one!
Chen Xiaoliang was stunned, he didn't expect that the system would issue such a secret rubbing task.
Just when he was hesitating, the main team had already surrounded the substitute team around the penalty area under Steve's organization.
No way, the gap is too obvious.
Different from the wide opening and closing of the English midfielder, Steve's style of play is more inclined to the delicacy and technique of the Spanish midfielder. This is also the inevitable result of the continuous integration of English football into the European continental style of play.
In the youth training, what is reflected is that it is no longer a simple long pass to find the ball behind, and a simple high ball pass from the bottom, and the center to fight for the top. Combining fast counterattacks with more and more inverted triangle crosses on the ground.
At the same time, more and more Spanish, Italian, and German coaches are in charge of Premier League teams, which has also accelerated the mixing of different football styles.
Steve can be said to be the fruit of this kind of thinking in youth training.
Chen Xiaoliang looked at his delicate footwork and proper passing route, and soon forgot the task that the system just released.
Although he has witnessed such a wonderful performance many times in the previous two months, he still can't help but sigh:
"He's such a genius! No wonder Ryan Mason thinks so highly of him!"
But thinking about Steve's not very aboveboard character, Chen Xiaoliang couldn't help feeling angry again.
As time passed, the main team kept pressing the substitute team in their own half. Even Ryan Mason noticed that Steve was very focused and hardworking today.
He was wondering why, when he inadvertently saw the man in the hooded sweater on the opposite side of the stadium.
Under the Tottenham team logo on the man's chest, there are two letters printed impressively: JM
Jose Mourinho!
Tottenham head coach!
World-renowned champion trainer!
Ryan Mason suddenly realized, no wonder Steve worked so hard today, the head coach of the first team came to the stadium to observe the youth training players in person, no player would let such a good opportunity pass.
(End of this chapter)
