Ultimate Demon Sword

Chapter 3 Chinese can also play football?

The plane landed slowly at Milan International Airport. The moment he stepped out of the plane, Papa Wen was filled with emotion.

As an old fan for more than 20 years, Papa Wen can't forget the era of the Serie A "Little World Cup" that impressed Chinese fans in the 90s. The situation of "Seven Sisters of Serie A" is still stirring in the chest.Now, his son will start a journey with a completely unknown future in this land.Glancing at his curious, seemingly unstressed son beside him, Father Wen smiled slightly, and suddenly felt a little more anticipation in his heart. Maybe his son could really break out in this land that has bred countless superstars, who knows?
While the father and son were looking around, a man with a big bald head appeared in front of them, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Wen?"

The father and son looked at each other. The other person asked in Italian, but neither of them could quite understand it. It was Wen Zhihao who was quick-witted and quickly asked in English, "Who are you?"

The bald head quickly replied in English: "I am a staff member of the Inter Milan club. Are you a Chinese kid here for a trial training?"

Papa Wen immediately smiled and nodded repeatedly: "YES! YES!"

The bald head immediately made a gesture of invitation, and said very friendly: "Welcome to the great Milan. We will send you to the club's youth training base. Two, please follow me."

"Thank you." The two said politely at the same time.

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When they actually entered the Inter Milan youth training camp, both father and son were really shocked.

As far as the eye can see, there are more than a dozen professional football fields that are connected to one another, and on the west side of the gate, there are a dozen or so low-rise houses one after another.The bald-headed staff member told them that it was the strength training room, rehabilitation center and speed and reaction testing platform of the Inter Milan youth training camp.

Today seems to be the opening day of the Inter Milan youth training camp. In addition to dozens of children in uniform blue and black training uniforms doing lap robbing and short pass training, there are more other children in various costumes practicing shooting and stopping the ball with their chests.

This is also one of the regular routine activities of the Inter Milan youth training camp.Let the children from the youth training camp of our side conduct an internal training with other seedlings from the entire city of Milan.This training match implements the final elimination system, which is scored comprehensively by Inter Milan’s professional coaching team. The player with the lowest score on the side of Inter Milan’s youth academy will be directly eliminated from the youth academy.Similarly, the young player with the highest score on the other side will have the opportunity to join the Inter Milan youth training camp for trial training.The cruel elimination mechanism has made the Inter Milan youth training camp never lack excellent fresh blood. It is also the fundamental reason why Inter Milan’s youth training still has a place in Serie A and even in Europe even if the first team has declined in recent years.

Papa Wen just glanced briefly, and a great pressure was already on his heart.Not to mention other things, just talking about basic skills, these children are very different from their peers in China.Even for those international footballers in China, it is commonplace to stop the ball one meter away from the body, not to mention stopping and dribbling like these children, and then interspersed with running positions.It seems that it is not easy for the son to stay!
The bald-headed coach brought Xiao Zhihao into a training field. Father Wen could only be stopped outside the fence like the parents. The bald-headed coach came to a gray-haired coach, patted his shoulder and said, "Hey, Nuri, the new Chinese kid in the club. Nazuo said to arrange him with you first. He brought him here and left first."

Nuri frowned, and glanced at Zhihao, with a flash of contempt, but after all, it was the arrangement of the youth training director, so he nodded without saying anything.

Xiao Zhihao was simple-minded and extroverted. He didn't notice all this. Facing all his teammates and coaches, he bowed and introduced himself familiarly: "Hello, everyone. My name is Wen Zhihao. I'm from China. It's a pleasure to meet you all."

A dozen black and white children in front of them immediately introduced themselves politely, with a very friendly attitude.

"Hey, I'm Mario Corey, welcome."

"HELLO! I'm Luzano Calle, welcome to Inter Milan, a boy from the mysterious East."

There was another child who didn't know what to say for a while, and exclaimed directly: "Oh, China, Guangzhou..."

Wen Zhihao couldn't help laughing when he heard that, he knew the other party wanted to talk about Guangzhou Evergrande.Indeed, Guangzhou Evergrande won the championship in Asia not long ago, letting the world know that China still has such a team that can sweep a continent.For Chinese football in the trough, Guangzhou Evergrande is like a booster.To be honest, Wen Zhihao felt somewhat proud at this moment.

"Hmph, Chinese? What are you doing here! Chinese can also play football? Haha..." The originally joyous atmosphere was suddenly cut off by a discordant voice. Everyone turned their heads, and Wen Zhihao discovered that there was a child with the same yellow skin and a thin complexion behind them, standing where he was, looking at him arrogantly, with deep contempt in his eyes.

Wen Zhihao clenched his fists secretly. If he was in China, he would have to ignore 21, and teach this ignorant little bum a lesson first.But when he thought that this was a foreign country, he might be at a disadvantage if he really started to do it. Xiao Zhihao actually forcibly held back, gritted his teeth, walked up to the man, and asked with a suppressed anger, "Hey, where are you from?"

The man didn't even give him a straight look, but just glanced sideways, raised his neck, turned his nostrils to the sky, and said, "I need to tell you? Chinese, go home and play table tennis and badminton, football, haha..." The man couldn't hold back as he spoke, and let out a "poof", laughing recklessly, with an unflattering appearance.

Wen Zhihao couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the man by the collar, and shouted hysterically: "Where the hell did you come from? Tell me!"

A black teammate next to him saw that he was about to make a move, so he quickly blocked the two of them, and taught the man sternly: "Shut up! Jin Guangxiang, you are enough! Just relying on yourself to come a few days earlier to bully the newcomer, if you do this, you fucking go back to your poor place as soon as possible, and serve your general!"

As soon as he heard "loyalty to the general", Wen Zhihao immediately realized that he dared to come from the north, snorted coldly, and Xiao Zhihao felt deeply disdainful.

If it's Bangzi from the south, I'll bear with this tone, it's really not as good as others.But the stick in the north, you are so awesome, the country is so poor and you still play football. After finally climbing into the World Cup once, you were beaten 0:7. Even if we are such a weak national football team, we won't win you once or twice.It's all like this, who are you showing off!
This small episode did not affect the normal training progress. In the training group, Xiao Zhihao and Bei Bang Jin Guangxiang were divided into a group again. When walking past him, Xiao Zhihao quietly said in front of him: "Bangzi, don't worry, if I play until you doubt life, I will take your last name!"

　PS: This is the first time to open a football novel, all book friends ask for support, the group number of book friends: 652508017, welcome to join the group.

　　
　
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