Ender's Football

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Although Ander tried hard to make a change on the court, the halftime game only lasted 45 minutes.

This time is fast and slow - if you want it to end as soon as possible, it can seem very long, like a century; if you want it to pass slowly, it seems to be pressed again Like an accelerator key, you don't even have time to capture the tail of time from your fingertips.

The chaotic 45 minutes passed bit by bit. When Ander heard the coach on the sidelines blowing the whistle for the end of the game, he seemed to have not fully woken up from the game, and stopped at the same place a little bit at a loss. As far as the eye can see, it still falls on the football at the feet of Jeremy not far away—that talented boy from England.

At this moment, the opponent also looked very dazed, as if they didn't understand why nothing happened in this half of the game, and it was over.

"Okay, come here."

All eyes looked at the young man on the sidelines.

Facing these children, he raised his pale eyebrows: "Why are you all looking at me like this, gentlemen?"

Since the boys here are all underage, the phrase "gentlemen" has some inexplicable irony.

There was a boy who was playing in midfield, obviously very unconvinced. He was pushed hard by another person on the opposite side just now, and he was still dusting off his body, walking towards the sidelines, yelling ——And the voice is still very loud: "Is it necessary? This is not the World Cup semi-finals, it's just a trial training, what should I do if I hurt me? This is messing around in the second half..."

The young man obviously heard this sentence. He looked at the muttering boy and asked with a half-smile, "Did you play well in the second half, kid?"

Everyone looked in the direction he was looking at at once.

Suddenly being watched by everyone, the boy's expression suddenly became awkward, his lips moved, but he didn't say any objection, but became silent.

Ender couldn't see it anymore, so he said directly: "Sir—I'm sorry, I may be a bit straightforward. I think that although we are still young, what he said still makes sense."

Now, everyone looked at him again.

The young man's ungentle eyes also focused on him, and when he saw Ender, he raised his eyebrows again: "I remember you, son, you did a great job in the first half, but it's a pity that in the second half You are doing nothing."

Hearing this, Ender trembled, his face flushed a little uncontrollably, he was embarrassed by these words, and at the same time, a little anger ignited in his heart.

If the boy was standing here just now, he would definitely want to hide himself in the cracks in the ground.

thought Ender.

Though he's been judged "no" too many times - at Locomotive's kids' club, at the Ukrainian community soccer field, in every backside whisper and contemptuous stare - Ender has always believed , As long as you don't admit defeat, as long as you can show your strength on the football field, you will definitely win applause and respect.

At Uwensberg, that's how he succeeded.Although coach Tierner had to put him on the bench for a while, it was a caring attitude. Ander believed that he must be one of Tierner's favorite players, because the coach's attention to you is the same as that of you. Encouragement cannot be hidden.

However, the man in front of him, the youth coach of the Leipzig Red Bull, lacked warmth in his eyes.The way he speaks will make you suspect that your performance just now was poor. He is negating Ender, obviously.

It is impossible not to embarrass any self-respecting child with such an attitude.

"You also said that I did a great job in the first half," Ender said despite the stalemate. He stared at the other party and said very seriously, "I think it was because everyone was still playing normally at that time." The ball, we pass the ball to each other, cooperate, I can run more, to support the midfielder, and the midfielder can also come to support me, not like the second half..." He paused, saving face for everyone present , didn't say any heavy words like a mess or a mess, but was relatively gentle, "Like this...the smell of gunpowder is so strong."

"Oh," the man nodded, "So you mean, like the boy just now, you think my arrangements for the second half are messed up?"

Ender was silent for a moment.

He really thought so in his heart, but as a Chinese, the oriental tradition made it difficult for him to say this directly-it was too embarrassing for the other party, and it is one thing to contradict the coach in public, and to speak directly to the nose in public Blaming him is another matter.

But the man looked at him, as if he was so persistent in wanting an answer.

Ender just nodded.

"I see," the man said.

He stood on the spot and crossed his chest, his toned silhouette was exposed from under his shirt, which made the other people in the room sweat for Ender.

But he didn't move, instead he laughed.

"Boy, before you question, move your little brains and think about why you played well in the first half, but you played like this in the second half. Is it really because of me?"

He said, looking around, and loudly said to everyone: "I just told you the truth about the trial training. Any choice you make is your own idea. Don't be stupid, boys, it's you My competitive spirit made the second half of the game like this, and I must say, this half of the game was very interesting, much more fun than the first half, you see, our defenders began to charge, the midfield began to perform, Strikers are also getting active - aren't they?"

No one answered his words, the man smiled, ignored the little players on the training ground, turned around and left.

Another staff member standing behind him had no choice but to step up to appease the young boys.

"Uh... everyone can go to the locker room now," he said, with an awkward smile, "take a shower and change clothes...we will inform everyone of the results of the tryout tonight, and tomorrow morning when we receive the notification." You can come here, and thank you for choosing Leipzig today... I believe we will not let you down in the future."

Ender didn't know how to describe his current mood.

It was as if someone had invited him over for a Michelin-starred meal, but after arriving at the hotel, after eating the delicious appetizers, he found that the main food was terrible, and he couldn't spit it out——

There was a sullen feeling in my heart that I didn't know where to vent.

A boy came and tapped Ender on the shoulder.

"Okay, don't be mad at him, buddy, and don't be mad at everybody," Jeremy said, "I was a little bit sick, but he was right after that... We all know what a tryout is like Well, this is a competition of a selection nature, and there is nothing wrong with everyone wanting to work hard..."

Ender looked at him: "Do you think that man is right?"

Jeremy didn't notice the sulking in Ender's words. He smiled and said casually: "Anyway, I think both of us can be selected. We are so strong. Those who are not selected are fools. Others behaved badly." , what does it have to do with us?"

He still spoke English, but his voice was so low that no one else around him could hear him.

Ender didn't feel relaxed because of his words, he sighed, bid farewell to Jeremy, quickly took a shower in the shower next to the locker room, and quickly walked out of the Red Bull with his football bag on his back. youth training center.

Stanzel was waiting for him at the gate, talking with another middle-aged man with a big beard.

That bearded man was a scout from Leipzig. This time, Ander was recommended by Jack and invited by the bearded man for a trial training.Seeing Ender walking out, the bearded man showed a slightly embarrassed look: "Son, don't think too much about what happened just now, Schuylman has this kind of personality, he treats everyone the same... I promise, in the future Your potential, Leipzig definitely welcomes you to join, the director of our youth training center was also on the sidelines just now, and he is very optimistic about you."

Some of the recommended boys fell into the eyes of the director of youth training. The bearded man became excited when he said this, but he lowered his voice and revealed quietly: "You may not be clear, our youth training director Albeck Very famous, the best youth trainer in the country, when you were playing just now, he was watching from the glass room on the second floor, and the first name mentioned was you."

He finished and added: "It's you! Not Jeremy!"

Obviously, Jeremy must not be the player discovered by the beard.

Ender didn't seem very happy about the news he brought. He maintained a polite attitude and nodded: "Thank you for telling me this, sir."

The bearded man thought he had been hit on the training ground, and patted Ender's shoulder: "Okay, be happy, we'll talk about the details tomorrow, don't keep Schuylman's words in your heart too much, you His performance is very good, which is affirmed by even Albeck. He used to train stars like Mario Gomez and Sami Khedira in the Stuttgart youth training! Can be remembered by him, you Don't worry about anything else!"

An Deqiang cheered up and thanked him. Stanzel was quite happy, and thanked the bearded man for Ander, and then led him to the nearby hotel where they stayed.

A little farther away from Red Bull's training base, Stanzel asked Ender: "What's wrong, kid?"

His strong arms wrapped around Ender's shoulders, wrapping the boy in his arms, the way good brothers always do.

Facing Stanzel, Ender was finally able to say what was in his heart: "I don't like playing football like that..." He said intermittently, "That's right, everyone is very utilitarian... I know everyone wants to win, and so do I." Want to win, but football is a team sport ... I don't like how that Schuylman talks, and I don't like his arrogance."

"Then we won't come to Red Bull," Stanzel explained him, speaking very easily, "Our Uwensburg youth training is also very good anyway, isn't it? You like Mr. Tierner, and you like your friend Grande, Nathan, Alexey, our home is also very close to Uwensburg, and the school is also very good, you can go to the training ground to play football anytime you want..."

"But...but..." Ender didn't know how to express his feelings, he said "but" for a long time, but he stopped speaking in frustration.

Before coming to Leipzig Red Bull, he really just had the attitude of just giving it a try and treating it as a tourist, but when he saw Leipzig's youth training center and felt their great ambitions, that ambition seemed to be the same. touched him.

This is a completely different environment from the cozy Uwensburg.

In Uwensberg, everyone is happy every day. Coach Tierner is very caring for all children. His philosophy is that even if you can’t embark on a professional path in the end, you can find happiness in football and grow up healthily.

Leipzig is completely different here. Although every staff member has a friendly smile on his face, behind that smile is an unparalleled confidence. Everyone here firmly believes that they will soon be promoted to the Bundesliga in the future. , will soon create a nationally famous youth training division, their scouts are looking for all kinds of talents, and obviously, their elimination will be more brutal.

Even that Schuylman--even though Ender didn't like him at all--had undoubtedly unveiled a corner of his brutal career for all the boys present.