football career from scratch

In any case, the registration list for the first team of Qianshan Football Club is finally complete.

Bu Qingyun, Niu Hong, Meng Zhaohui, Dong Lin, Zuo Feng, Gu Peng, Wang Shuqing, Ma Jianye, Mao Xiaofang, Liu Chuan, Gao Xiaoxin, Zhao Feng, Zhang Kaijuan, Xie Dongping, Zhao Yang, Lu Bofei, plus two older players Zhou Wen and Fu Yushan.

Of course, the last four are all made up, and those who will really play football are only these fourteen people.

Three of these fourteen were goalkeepers, namely Zhang Kaijuan, Gao Xiaoxin and Gu Peng, and Niu Hong, Liu Chuan and Maotou were the only ones who were better at defending. The others seemed to be better at attacking.

Such a lineup is naturally a little unstable, at least very top-heavy, but Bu Qingyun doesn't seem to care.

He didn't care, and the players who moved the mountain didn't care either-they all swept the underground football world, playing in the third division league, isn't that easy to catch?
As for going out for a one-month training camp, they didn't care much about it. After more than a year of influence, the players who moved to the mountain already knew Bu Qingyun's philosophy, that is, it is more important to train themselves.

Years later, after gathering all the members, Qianshan embarked on a journey to the southwest plateau.

Because I only went out for a month, no one brought their family members this time—although during the Chinese New Year, Liu and Glasses both held weddings, but this time they went out for a training camp, not for their honeymoon. Wait until they come back After that, it will take a while for the Chinese C competition to start, so naturally I will not bring my family.

Zhou Wen has already arranged all the itineraries. He will not go with the team this time, so in fact, apart from the four staff members arranged by Zhou Wen, only the fourteen people who moved the mountain will go.

These four staff members were all rookies recruited by Zhou Wen during this period. Two of them were young people who had worked with him in the underground football organizing committee and were very experienced in handling things, and two were pure rookies.

"Ah, I heard that the Haigeng base in the southwest is very famous. Will we also go to Haigeng this time?" On the plane, Xiao Ma couldn't help asking.

"No, now is the time for pre-season training. Most of the Chinese Super League and Chinese A teams are training in Haigeng. Our Chinese C teams have to give in first." A staff member replied with a smile.

"Why?" Gu Peng said dissatisfied.

"The Haigeng base now has more official backgrounds. Of course, we must first focus on high-level professional teams. Besides, they are all Chinese Super League teams that meet every year. Fighting each other can improve their level. It doesn't make sense for you to play with the third team." Bu Qingyun said with a smile.

"What's wrong with China C team, China C team also has self-respect!" Gu Peng yelled.

"Calm down brother-in-law, this is not a chartered flight, there are other guests, please keep your voice down." Glasses gloated.

Only then did Gu Peng realize that many other tourists in the cabin were looking at him strangely, and his old face blushed immediately before he sat down.

"Then where are we training?" Meng Zhaohui asked a question that everyone cared about.

"A private training institution near Haigeng is relatively small, but the environment is similar to Haigeng, except that there are no subsidies and public facilities from the Football Association, and the cost is more expensive." Another staff member replied.

"How much does it cost, Boss, isn't it a bit too wasteful." Maotou asked a little strangely.

"How can we save money in this regard? Besides, training in high altitudes is of great benefit to physical fitness. Your current physical fitness is not up to standard." Bu Qingyun replied.

"No way, boss, you look down on us too much. After we have played so many games, we may not be able to do anything else. Physical fitness, that's leverage." Mao Tou replied, showing off his muscles.

"Yes, yes." The other Qianshan players also nodded. From their point of view, there is no problem with their physical fitness at all, because playing underground football, the so-called back-to-back matches are common, one game every two days It's not that they haven't played before, and the futsal field is small, and running around seems to consume more physical energy. How could their physical fitness be poor?

"In my opinion, everything else about you is just so-so. It's just that your physical fitness is not enough." Bu Qingyun said with a smile, "Do you want to make a bet?"

"Bet, what's the bet?" The other players looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"If I prove that your physical fitness is not good, then play football for me for ten years. There is no salary, only dividends." Bu Qingyun laughed.

"What's this? We didn't plan to get paid." Gu Peng snorted.

This is really what they think - for more than a year, following Bu Qingyun, each of them has earned tens of millions at least. Although the income of players has increased a lot compared to before, they only earn tens of thousands in their careers. Wan's ordinary professional players also have a lot of people, and they also know in their hearts that if it weren't for Bu Qingyun, they would never have gotten so much money.

What's more, for them who were just ordinary wage earners, such a large amount of income is enough for them to live comfortably for a lifetime-their consumption level has not yet reached a high level, and the current income is already enough for them. It's totally enough, and I can't even think of how to spend the money...

"Hey, forget about you two." Bu Qingyun turned his head and said to Zhang Kaijuan and Xie Dongping.

Zhang Kaijuan and Xie Dongping looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"No problem, let's do the same. Anyway, in the past six months, we have earned a lot, and there is nothing to spend." Zhang opened the book and said, Xie Dongping nodded.

"Since you all agree, then I have nothing to say." Bu Qingyun said noncommittally.

"Hey, you just said what if we lose, what if you lose?" Zuo Feng suddenly remembered this.

"How could I lose?" Bu Qingyun said.

"Then we have to talk about the corresponding bets. As a boss, you can't take advantage of us!" Xiao Ma and Xiao Zhao began to boo.

"Well, if I lose, 5.00% of the club's shares for each person, isn't that generous enough?" Bu Qingyun laughed.

"You still want to tie us to the club." Gu Peng couldn't help laughing.

"Then just say you agree or disagree." Bu Qingyun seemed to be indifferent to answering.

"That's it." Gu Peng said, and other players also nodded.

Bu Qingyun chuckled, as if he was holding a winning ticket.

"Hey, brother-in-law, do you think we have been fooled?" Glasses couldn't help asking Gu Peng.

"That's nothing, anyway, no matter whether we win or lose, we are tied to Qianshan... Isn't that what we think." Gu Peng laughed.

The other Qianshan players also couldn't help laughing. This is really true-they have had a wonderful life for more than a year, and what they hope now is to continue this excitement again!

Amidst the laughter, the plane flew to the southwest plateau. This journey meant that Qianshan officially entered the ranks of professional teams.

Even if it's just the Chinese C team, it's fundamentally different from ordinary amateur teams.

Bu Qingyun knew that from this day on, he and the base began to officially fight against each other.

Even though he was still a long way from that ring, he was already officially heading towards that ring.

An office building in the imperial capital.

The club headquarters of Yilan is here - in a way, the base is magnificent, although now Yilan is just a team that has just entered the second division. There are also three or four teams, and if they want to compare with the traditional veteran team Yulin, they are still far behind.

However, Yilan has already occupied an office building in the imperial capital, playing his own brand.

Meng Su is the head coach of Yilan, and his assistant coaches are all elites selected from various bases. In terms of the level of the coaching staff, Jilan may be the highest in domestic clubs, except for some of the coaching staff composed of top foreign teachers. Except that the standard may be higher than Yilan, the rest of the coaching staff is much worse than Yilan.

Last year in China C League, Meng Su seemed to lead the team very easily, but this year in China B, he didn't feel that those opponents were qualified to stop him.

His real goal is the FA Cup—the best cup in Chinese football. As a team that has been formed for more than a year, he is already qualified to participate in the FA Cup.

There has never been a precedent for the FA Cup to be won by a low-level team, not even a Chinese team, and the goal of the list is to create such a miracle!

Therefore, Meng Su needs to exercise the players' state and physical fitness in the Chinese second game. The place where he really gets mad is in the FA Cup!

In the FA Cup, Yilan can meet the most powerful opponents in the country-although those strong teams may not put too much attention on the FA Cup, but this itself is also an excellent training opportunity!

After a year of training, with their strength, who said they couldn't win the FA Cup first and create the miracle of a low-level team winning the national championship?

More importantly, after winning the FA Cup, they will be eligible to participate in the highest level competition in Asia - the Asian Champions League!

If he can participate in the AFC Champions League as a secondary team and achieve good results, then even if he wants to keep a low profile, he will not be able to.

But at this time, Meng Su was not in a good mood.

He was holding a piece of information in his hand, which was the information that Qianshan filed with the Football Association.

Originally, such a team would not care about it at a glance, but they never ignored what Bu Qingyun did.

If there is a step up to the top of the mountain, that is enough for them to pay attention to it.

Looking at this document, Meng Su sneered.

"Do you want to learn from us and start from the bottom league? But these crooked people you recruit want to create miracles like us? Bu Qingyun, Bu Qingyun, did I overestimate you or underestimate you? What about your arrogance?"

Throwing the documents at hand on the desk in front of him, Meng Su shook his head.

The target of the list is the top teams who are high above the sky, how can they focus on Qianshan who is like an ant?

Even this name has a great style!