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Chapter 30 The young man on the sidelines
The new semester, for Long Bisheng, is a semester in which he begins to learn to blend in with other people and to actively communicate with others. In fact, he has a very good personality and a good temper. As long as he takes the initiative with this kind of personality, he will not worry about finding friends.

This semester is the same as the previous semester in terms of training and study, but in daily life, Long Bisheng is much more comfortable and laughs a lot more.

Whenever he laughs with his roommates, Long Bisheng will think of what his father said. Indeed, in the future, if he really wants to go down the road of a professional player, then the people who will be by his side in the future will be more future teammates and coaches. Parents have their own affairs, so it is impossible to always be by his side.

At this time, Long Bisheng understood his father's painstaking efforts in asking him to learn to actively deal with other people.

How do you say something?Life is full of problems one after another. After solving the problem of insufficient communication with other people, Long Bisheng has new troubles.

After more than half of the second semester, when summer was coming, Long Bisheng realized something was wrong.

The daily training is the same, and the coach is also perfunctory. When he entered school, Long Bisheng clearly heard the fat principal say that there would be professional teams coming to the school every year to pick people, but now it has been almost a year, let alone professional teams, and even amateur teams have not been seen.

More importantly, Long Bisheng found that he hadn't learned anything in the past year. Although he did a lot of physical training, the training methods were extremely crude and crude. Although he didn't know how a regular football school trained, he remembered clearly the scene of participating in the Bayi team selection when he was five years old. At that time, the types of assessments he accepted were much more than what he is training now. Could it be that ten-year-old players had fewer training items than five-year-olds?Even if Long Bisheng is stupid, he still knows the difference between ten years old and five years old.

Is this a school of liars?Occasionally thinking of this, Long Bisheng shuddered.

Over the past year, the family has spent more than 1 yuan just to allow themselves to play football. Maybe in the eyes of some people, more than 1 yuan is nothing, but for the military family where Long Bisheng works, the more than 1 yuan has consumed all their savings!

If this is a liar school, then besides wasting a year of my own time, it also took all of my family's savings!
For Long Bisheng, it's okay to waste a year by himself, but it's simply unforgivable to waste all the family's savings in vain!

In fact, unfortunately, he was right, this is indeed a school of liars.

The principal only has the qualification to run an ordinary primary school, and this school used to be a village-run primary school established in the era of promoting education for all. After the transportation became more convenient, countless such primary schools across the country lost the meaning of continuing to exist and had to close their doors. The current principal rented the school building and playground of this primary school at a very low price and set up a so-called football school.

Those coaches didn’t have the relevant licenses, and they were all physical education teachers hired by the principal with a low salary. The basics of teaching were fine, but the training methods they used were all for training long-distance runners. They didn’t even know how to teach people to play football!
Those training programs are all figured out by these coaches when they usually watch football. They may be able to teach these children what football is all about, but they will definitely not be able to bring them real professional player training.

If things continue like this, maybe Long Bisheng will waste the most suitable years of study here, and then wander around looking for football. Maybe he is lucky enough to find a position in a low-level club, and just spend his life like this. Maybe he can't even find such a position. When his father finds a way to bring him into the army, he will bury his dream of football in his heart...

If it hadn't been for something that happened before graduation this semester, then what I said above might really happen.

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In the first half month before the summer vacation, Long Bisheng found out during training that there was always a young man in an ordinary T-shirt standing on the sidelines watching. At first Long Bisheng and his classmates were very excited, thinking they were scouts from some club, but when they saw the coaches staring at each other, one of the coaches ran over to ask, and finally got the result that he was passing by to watch.

Everyone was discouraged by it, and they began to feel weak during training and competitions. Anyway, summer vacation is coming soon, and the school doesn't have any assessment requirements, so it's better to save a little energy.

Only Long Bisheng still completes the training requirements meticulously, sprinting, jogging, running back and forth, dribbling, passing, shooting...

In the team game, he performed equally hard, constantly using his height to push out the opponent's crosses in the defense line, and also assisted the frontcourt when he got a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt, and scored a header.

After the day's team match, Long Bisheng wiped his sweat, chatted with some of his acquainted classmates and walked outside the training ground. They made an appointment to go to the movies together in the evening.

Just after walking out of the arena, a group of people chatting happily suddenly heard a voice from the side: "This classmate, can I have a word with you?"

Long Bisheng was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw the young man who had been watching from the sidelines for the past few days walking towards him: "I want to ask you some questions."

"No problem." Long Bisheng nodded, he turned his head and said to the others: "Go back to the dormitory first, I'll be back later."

Others saw that this place was in the school, and the other party didn't look like a bad person, so they left one after another.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Long Bisheng asked politely.

The young man choked. Seeing that this guy was at least fourteen or fifteen years old, he still called himself an uncle—is he that old?

"It's nothing, I'm just a little interested in your school...you are a football school, right?" the young man asked.

"Yes." Long Bisheng nodded: "We are all students of this school."

The young man thought for a while, and then asked, "Is your usual training the same as today?"

"Yes." Long Bisheng nodded again.

"Then what are your school's fees?" Seeing that Long Bisheng looked at him suspiciously, he hurriedly explained: "I have a relative's child who also wants to learn how to play football, but his family's situation is not very good, so I came here to ask."

(End of this chapter)