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Chapter 71

"Chen Jian, our opponent tomorrow will be Yunjiatianyu!" In another guest house in the suburbs of BJ, there are also 12-year-olds and a half.

The kid named Chen Jian smiled and said nothing, and a pretty kid next to him sneered: "So what? Nanmei County, North Dalian, although our Guangdong football is no longer good, our Meixian football school has never been bad! Mu Shuo, what do you think?"

The last plain-looking kid who was looking down at a magazine raised his head and smiled: "I think what Zhou Wenlong said is right. We performed well in the first two games. Although we drew with Tianjin, we have retained our strength. Although Yunjia won four goals against Tianjin, they only won one against Henan. This shows that the match against Tianjin was Yunjia's best performance. As long as we perform well, it is not impossible for us to win against them!"

Zhou Wenlong waved his fist: "After we win them, let's win Shanghai, Shandong and Dalian again. Let them see that our title of 'Football Township' in Mei County is not for nothing!"

"If you say Yunjia is not in vain, although he was unknown before, it is a fact that he won two league championships and two Asian championships. You have watched their first two games. Their skills are indeed excellent, and they are not far behind us. Zhou Wenlong, you have also seen the performance of the number ten in the game. His dribbling ability is not worse than yours. And, to be honest, his pass organization ability is much better than yours." Chen Jian said with a smile.

Zhou Wenlong had an unconvinced expression on his face, but he seemed to be more impressed by Chen Jian, so he didn't say anything. Seeing that the fat kid was already picking up the instant noodles and "huluhulu", he couldn't help shouting: "Lin Jianwei! You pig! You ate three bowls of rice in the afternoon, and it's only nine o'clock now, and you're eating instant noodles again! Look at you, no matter how fat you are, you won't be able to run."

"Don't make trouble." Lin Jianwei didn't even look at him, and with a mouthful of noodles in his mouth, he said vaguely: "I don't eat, I'm hungry, I can't sleep at night, and I don't feel good on the court! I blame you for not performing well then?"

Zhou Wenlong was angry, and Mu Shuo laughed: "Don't hinder him from eating noodles. Tomorrow's game will depend on him to deal with that central defender. That guy is so strong, except A Jian, no one can hold him."

"That's right, people are like iron, rice is steel, and people are hungry if they don't eat a meal." There was a voice from the door, and then the door was pushed open, and a black and shiny bald head came in. If it was someone who didn't know it, they might be shocked, but Chen Jian and the other four were not surprised.

"Fan Xuyang, you kid is wandering around again, please don't run around at night, don't forget that you almost scared the doorman Uncle Zhang to have a heart attack the night you just entered school." Mu Shuo said with a smile.

A smiling black kid walked in at the door, no smaller than Lin Jianwei at all: "Mu Shuo, what did you mean by that just now? Could it be that I can't handle that central defender? Ah Jian may not usually be able to beat me."

"But you are a left midfielder, so you probably don't have many matches against a central defender?" Lin Jianwei said after swallowing the last sip of noodles, and then drank the last bit of soup: "So, you still have to watch me."

"I think every person with anorexia should eat at the same table with Ah Jian. The effect is probably better than peeing beef balls." Fan Xuyang looked at Lin Jianwei with a little envy and said, although he can eat very well, he is far less able to eat than Lin Jianwei, and he does not have the near-pious attitude towards food.

"Please don't call me Ah Jian in the future, okay? Can't I be called Ah Wei?" Lin Jianwei said dissatisfied.

"Well, it should be changed. We still have a Jian here." Mu Shuo glanced at Chen Jian and said with a smile.

"Stop making trouble, tomorrow is the game. Tomorrow is the battle for our Meixian football name." Chen Jian clenched his fists: "In tomorrow's game, we want everyone to know that although the Yunjiatianyu reserve team has won the national reserve team championship for several years, in other age groups, our youth football in Meixian County is the best in the country!"

As soon as these words were said, the few people who were laughing and hurting each other just now fell silent, and their expressions became serious. It can be seen from their expressions that they have been waiting for this game for a long time.

Except for Guangdong fans, few other fans know what kind of position Meixian football once occupied in the history of Chinese football. Due to the relatively backward economy of Meixian, which is located in the mountainous area, it directly leads to the fact that although there are more children playing football, the current football schools and high school football classes in Meixian County train students. The national players Gu Guangming, Chi Minghua, Cai Jinbiao, Guo Yijun, Xie Yuxin and others can only sigh.

When this group of kids knew that their opponent was Yunjia Tianyu, they all thought of one thing, to win the match beautifully and let everyone know that Meixian is the real hometown of football!Yunjia?Who has heard of it before!

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"Damn it, the young echelons are still interested in hiring foreign aid?" The surroundings were doing warm-up movements, while secretly peeping at the warm-up of the Guangdong Meixian Football School, and whispered to the other people around them: "Look at that black boy, is he Chinese? How shameless."

Others also found that among the opponent's warm-up players, there was a conspicuous black child who was also warming up there. Although it was not the same as those absolute blacks, it was not very dark, but the skin was definitely not the effect that can be exposed to the sun.

"Don't worry about him." Hu Gandang said to the surroundings: "Isn't our U-17 Messi also an Argentine? There are many such cases now. Didn't Adriano in our first team also come out of the echelon?"

"But we are a top club after all, and we have always been at the forefront of echelon training in the country. But so far, only two foreign aids, Adriano and Messi, have been trained from the echelon. Is this black boy very strong?" Li Jie touched his head and asked.

"Don't be a black boy, you didn't go anywhere for nothing, be careful if you are accused of racial discrimination." Zhang Yi stared at Li Jie: "Never mind him, after the competition you will know whether he is good or not."

"Hey, I believe we will win. Except for the four teams from Dalian, Shandong, Shanghai and Liaoning, I don't believe there are any clubs in China that can compete with us in terms of youth training." Li Jie said confidently.

"That's not necessarily...they are from Mei County." Dai Guangming next to him said abruptly.

"Meixian? What's wrong with Meixian? I've never heard of it." Wu Bufan asked confusedly.

"'Nanmei County, North Dalian', this Meixian used to be the hometown of football, and its reputation is not inferior to that of Dalian. It's just that because it is relatively poor, there are no international football players. In the past, there were some masters. Their youth football training has always been among the best in the country. We must be careful in this game." Dai Guangming said: "In the past, Li Huitang, Gu Guangming, and Xie Yuxin all came from Meixian."

"I know Xie Yuxin, he used to be a national player." Wu Bufan said, "But who are Li Huitang and Gu Guangming? Are they awesome?"

"...Forget it, you're a Martian, so I can't tell you." Dai Guangming rolled his eyes involuntarily.

"Have you finished the warm-up? Ready to play!" Ding Yu shouted at them: "It was a pleasant chat. Let other people come on later. You guys continue chatting on the sidelines!"

The six of them hurriedly closed their mouths, and Long Bisheng, who hadn't spoken the whole time, laughed twice, making the others feel angry again.

Long Bisheng didn't speak just now, not because he was more conscious than others, but until now, he was still a little nervous, so naturally he was not in the mood to talk, but after listening to other people talking about the opponent's strength, he suddenly felt that his nervousness eased a lot.

The opponent is really strong, someone from Li Huitang's hometown!He knows who Li Huitang is. So far, the only person in China who has the reputation of "ball king" in the world. He has scored more goals than Pele in his life. How bad is his fellow countryman?
Facing such an opponent, even if you don't perform well, it can't explain anything, right?

It was precisely because of this lack of ambition that Long Bisheng laughed, not laughing at other people being criticized by the coach for chatting.

who cares!Anyway, just do what you do in the usual training and group competitions!Competing for the header and grabbing points, isn't this what I do every day?
In the tactical arrangement two days ago, Long Bisheng didn't hear Ding Yu's tactical arrangement because he suddenly heard that he was absent-minded after becoming the core.

This also directly led to his poor performance in the first game.

(End of this chapter)