Chinese champion

Chapter 159
"What's wrong with me?" Pei Wei thought painfully: "Why do I have no temper at all being stared at by that guy? Yes, he is the main midfielder of the Czech national team, and his strength is not weak...but he is more famous than him. I have met bigger and stronger midfielders before, and there has never been such a chance as today, how could this be?"

On the way back from Amsterdam to Mallorca, Pei Wei covered his head all the time, not knowing what went wrong with him.

"This game should not have been lost... Ajax is not stronger than PSV and Feyenoord, but we lost this crucial game, and the reason is all because of me!" When he got off the plane, Pei Wei was still anxiously thinking: "Everyone must be blaming me, right? Otherwise, why didn't anyone talk to me along the way? They must be angry, my God, what should I do?"

In a trance, he completely ignored the fact that he himself covered his head all the way, even if others wanted to talk to him, it was inconvenient to disturb him because they thought he was sleeping, and he murmured in his heart.

Manzano looked at Pei Wei who was still depressed on the bus, feeling very worried.

He is not worried about the qualifying situation in the group stage. Although Mallorca only has two points now, Ajax, the group leader, only has six points. The other two teams, AC Milan and Anderlecht The same four points, the difference is not big, Mallorca has two home games in the remaining three games, the situation is not so bad that it is irreparable.

He was still worried about Pei Wei's state.

Before the start of this season, all the tactics developed by Manzano revolved around Pei Wei, and the players introduced were all players who fit his tactical thinking. They all gave the ball to Pei Wei to organize, and then used Pei Wei's Ball control, breakthrough and scheduling to attack, and Pei Wei's ability to understand the game situation on the court is very good, he has enough ability to become such a court commander.

But formulating such a strategy is very risky, and unfortunately, Manzano encountered the situation he was most afraid of: Pei Wei's state was in a downturn. Once this happened, Mallorca's overall strategy would be destroyed. collapse.

Ferrando, who was beside him, glanced back, and whispered in Manzano's ear, "Still having a headache because of Pei's poor condition?"

Manzano smiled bitterly: "Louis, you also know that this year we are taking risks, and the biggest risk is that I put the treasure on Pei Wei alone, but now his condition has dropped so badly, and he will soon return He faces several strong teams in a row, and if he doesn’t play well, he might be squeezed out of the championship team immediately, and I don’t have time to wait for him to slowly recover.”

"Actually, you don't need to worry so much." Ferrando comforted him: "Every player will have a period of low tide. Didn't Ronaldo not score in several games? Pei Wei will definitely recover soon. Besides It's not the end of the world even if he has a period of low tide, can't Garcia also play in this position? Against Osasuna, he performed very well in the midfielder position."

"That can only save a temporary emergency." Manzano said with a frowning face: "Garcia feels better in front of the goal. He is suitable to play as a 'second striker', also known as the nine and a half. Delgado's As he gets older, he may not be able to support him throughout the season, and Garcia's position should be on the forward line, besides, Garcia is far from being on par with Pei Wei in organizing offense."

"Don't worry." Ferrando could no longer find words to comfort him: "Take a good rest after going back today, maybe Pei Wei will be back in the same state tomorrow!" Ferrando said that he didn't know Believe it.

"Yeah, maybe if I go to church to pray today, God will give me eleven Maradonas, and we will lead this alien team to sweep the world..." Manzano was embarrassed Ferlando glanced at him: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Ferrando turned his head and muttered secretly: "Can eleven Maradonas play at the same time to win? Are you kidding..."

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After returning to the training base in Mallorca, Manzano did not say much, but announced the notice that today is a holiday and training will continue tomorrow.

Pei Wei rejected Potenza's invitation to go out for a drink, and returned to his apartment alone.

He didn't even eat dinner, and threw himself on the bed with his hands on the back of his head, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"What is the purpose of my playing football?" Like a big pot of chowder under boiling fire, Pei Wei kept churning with various thoughts in his mind, floating and falling.Not a moment's rest.

"In order to earn money, support my family and possible children in the future? But I have made enough money now. In the past three years, after excluding various expenses and donations, I still have at least more than 500 million euros in my account. The savings, my expenses are not big, this money is enough for my whole life after returning to China... The price level in China is not high..."

"For my motherland? To strive for the take-off of Chinese football? It may have been true in the past, and this is one of the motivations for me to play football since I was a child, but now...someone puts water on international competitions for their own self-interest, and used to just listen to the clock Yan, they said that there are so many match-fixing and black calls in the domestic league, but who has heard of match-fixing in the national team? What’s the point of such a team even if they get in? Do I still want to play with them? It’s fun, but what’s the fun playing with this kind of teammates?”

"For personal honor? I have enough honors, the World Youth Championship, the World Youth Championship Golden Globe Award, the best rookie in La Liga, the most popular player in Mallorca... As a young man under 22 years old, How many others can be like me?"

Pei Wei lost his motivation.

Maybe most football players will not have the troubles of Pei Wei, because many players in his age group are still worrying about whether they can play the main force and whether they can get a good contract, while those talented players have even more troubles. A high goal will also have the motivation to continue his good performance. Originally, Pei Wei was motivated, that is, to bring glory to the country, but that damn game mercilessly destroyed the best dream in Pei Wei's heart, and he was lost... …

It was getting dark gradually, and Pei Wei's bedroom gradually dimmed, just like Pei Wei's eyes now.

"Hey, there's a phone, there's a phone, hey, there's a phone, there's a phone..."

The ringtone on Pei Wei's phone rang, but Pei Wei didn't move at all. He was too lazy to answer the phone. At this time, it was the time when Marco was praying at night. It was impossible to call him. Anyone else... Pei Wei I don't want to pick it up now.

The phone rang silently after a few rings, and Pei Wei continued to lie motionless, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Suddenly, the phone rang happily again: "Hello, there is a call, there is a call..."

For the first time, Pei Wei felt that the phone ringtone he had set was so annoying that he covered his head with a pillow, but this time the ringtone didn't stop quickly, but persisted persistently.

"Damn! Who's so annoying, it's not enough to fight, I hate it!" Pei Wei jumped off the bed angrily, grabbed the phone, and pressed the answer button without looking at the number.

"Who is it!" Pei Wei yelled at the phone, the other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and then a deep voice sounded.

"Pei Wei? It's me, He Jin." He Jin said on the phone: "Why? The voice is so loud, are you in a bad mood? I called you for many times and didn't answer."

"Ah... He... Coach He, uh... I... I was taking a shower just now, so I didn't hear you." Pei Wei lied, even if he was very angry, he didn't dare to take it out on He Jin, no But because He Jin is the coach he respects the most, and He Jin has been hit much harder than himself recently, so he can't upset He Tou anymore.

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." He Jin didn't pursue it, which made Pei Wei heaved a sigh of relief: "Coach, what's the matter with calling so late? It seems to be past two o'clock in the morning in China right now? Haven't slept yet?" ?”

"Not yet." He Jin's voice remained steady: "Just now I thought about the team's tactical issues, and I haven't slept yet. I guess it's almost time for you to be at home, so I called you. I just came home. Have you had dinner yet?"

"Eat." Pei Wei lied again, and now he really felt the helplessness of being forced to lie: "What do you want from me?" If he didn't sleep and called him specifically, he must have something to look for.

"I watched your game against Ajax. Your performance on the court is a bit abnormal, and it's not just this game. Since the game against Osasuna on the [-]th of this month, your performance has been a bit abnormal. It's normal, you can't let go of your hands and feet at all on the field, what's going on, are you playing with an injury?" He Jin asked suspiciously.

"No...no no, I'm not injured." Pei Wei quickly denied.

"I think so too, because in European clubs, team doctors have great power, and their professionalism is also very strong. It is impossible for you to hide your injury and let you play. That is your personal problem. , Am I right?" He Jin's voice suddenly became serious.

"Personally I'm fine...and I'm not bad every game, am I good against Atlético Madrid? One goal, one assist...everyone has their ups and downs, coach." Pei Wei muttered.

"No, your performance against Atletico Madrid can only be said to be good, far from outstanding, let alone the other few games. It’s just the level of your life, don’t you mean you’re back to the past all of a sudden?”

"..." Pei Wei was speechless.

"I have counted your data in the past few games. The average number of passes per game is 56, with 31 successes. Although this data is good, you must know that you are the offensive and defensive core of the Mallorca team. Don’t you think the number of passes is too low? And the average number of threatening passes is less than three times per game! Most of those successful passes are crosses or back passes, with less than ten breakthroughs and even more shots. It’s only four pitiful times! I don’t remember teaching you how to play football like this, or the level of European coaches is worse than mine, so they trained you into a midfielder?” He Jin asked sharply.

"I... I don't know why this happened!" Pei Wei said in pain: "It seems that overnight, I can't play football! Although I can still dribble and attack on the court, I am not as good as I used to be on the court. I'm so excited, I don't know..."

He Jin was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Pei Wei, why did you play football?"

Pei Wei opened his mouth wide, He Jin's question was like a bomb, which made him crumbling, how did He Jin know that he had been thinking about this question these days?

"Your abnormality was right after that game." The "that game" in He Jin's mouth of course refers to the away game between the Olympic team and Syria: "After that game, you immediately lost your form in the league. Of course I will know if you contact me, and Pei Wei, I know you too well, do you feel that you have lost your goal in playing football? Are you afraid of being stabbed in the back by your own people when you are playing for your country?"

Every sentence directly hit the deepest part of Pei Wei's heart. It is true. After confirming the news that someone on the Olympic team released the water, Pei Wei was already subconsciously afraid of joining the Olympic team, so much so that he deliberately played in these few games. Unintentionally not performing at my best level.

"You don't want to join the Olympic team? So you deliberately performed badly in the game? You, you, you are a very smart person, how did you become so stupid all of a sudden? You thought you were from the Brazilian team, and your performance If you don’t perform well, you will be squeezed out? The Chinese Olympic team can’t do without you, no matter how bad your performance is, I will still choose you to join the Olympic team!”

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Pei Wei argued, but He Jin pushed back immediately: "You haven't answered the question I asked you, so tell me, what exactly are you playing football for?"

"I don't know..." Pei Wei said blankly, he really doesn't know why he wants to play football now.

"Since you don't know, let me tell you that you don't play football for others, and don't say those nonsense about winning glory for the country. You play football for only one purpose, and that is for yourself! For football itself, tell Me, are you happy playing football?"

"I..." Pei Wei closed his eyes, and the scenes on the court before flowed through his mind, the crying after the first national league loss, the joy after winning the second national league championship, and the first time he came to Italy. The sweaty hard training, the carnival after winning the Italian Youth League, the excitement of facing strong opponents in the World Youth Championship...

In the last attack, Wu Qi also ran into the penalty area to fight for the top. Zhao Junwei took a corner kick. Wu Qi pushed the ball out of the penalty area, rushed forward, and kicked a long shot!The ball bounced off the door frame!we lose……

In overtime, Zhu Jun passed the ball into the penalty area, Zhong Yan headed back, Hu Yong held himself up, and he still slammed the ball hard, golden ball!

In the last round of the penalty shootout, Wu Qi saved Baptista's penalty, now it's up to him!Run-up, kick-off, the ball goes in!The whole stadium was boiling immediately, and the China Youth Team eliminated Brazil to enter the final!
In the extra-time counterattack, Coloccini touched his feet, and the injured area just now bleeds again. It hurts... Where is the ball?The ball is still in the air, fight!Grit your teeth and jump up, barb!The ball went in!We are World Youth Champions!
"Walk past the goalkeeper and score the ball into the empty goal after five players in a row! The amazing boy Pei from China won the Copa del Rey for Mallorca!"

A distant voice came: "Hee hee, I like watching football, come back with a championship!"

The long-lost smile slowly appeared on Pei Wei's face: "He Tou, do you need to say more? I am very happy playing football! Whether it is failure or success, the happiness that football brings to me cannot be expressed in words. I really enjoy this feeling!"

"You kid, you started to disrespect me again, and you want to call me coach!" He Jin was so happy, Pei Wei finally returned to normal: "Then you have to play like this! Enjoy the joy that football brings to you Well, you seem to have a league game the day after tomorrow, at home against Barcelona, ​​don't you?"

"Well." Pei Wei nodded: "However, Barcelona's current situation is not good. It has lost two games in a row. They lost to Valencia and Deportivo at home in a row. It seems that they have not recovered from the previous situation. Strength."

"It's not right to think this way. Ronaldinho, who joined them this year, performed very well. The last two losses were just because they haven't gotten along well. You can't underestimate them. To be honest, I I don't like you very much."

"Isn't it?" Pei Wei called out, "After I came to Mallorca, I still had the upper hand against Barcelona. I still don't believe that I'm worse than that Ronaldinho. He Tou, just watch, I will definitely win. This match is for you!"

"Okay! I'm waiting to see your performance!" He Jin smiled, he was completely relieved now: "Stop talking, this call is long distance, and it's all my money! Hang up, goodbye !"

"Coach, thank you." Pei Wei said suddenly.

"Haha, silly boy!" He Jin smiled and hung up the phone.

Teachers, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts.

Pei Wei suddenly remembered this sentence.

He Jin is really a good teacher.

"Woo... so hungry, I'm going to find something to eat! I must perform well in the game the day after tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)