Ultimate Demon Sword

Chapter 5 The Role of the Substitute

As the sun set, the Inter Milan youth training base was shrouded in darkness.

However, no matter if they were players, coaches or parents who came to visit the camp, no one was tired, but a long-awaited excitement appeared on everyone's face.

They knew in their hearts that the real highlight, the annual internal competition of the Inter Milan youth training camp, would begin soon.

All parents hope that their children can stand out in this confrontation and get the favor of the Inter Milan youth training camp, which symbolizes the top youth training symbol of Serie A, then their trip is worthwhile.

As for the young players themselves, they are naturally looking forward to it, their dreams are close at hand, and who would like to miss them.

A rare flash of nervousness appeared on Wen Zhihao's face. Father Wen called his son to the sidelines during the pre-match preparations, and while helping him organize his equipment, he kept talking to distract him and dissipate his inner tension.

"Hao Zai, don't be nervous, take it easy, treat it like a party, just do your best." Before going on stage, Dad Wen patted Zhihao on the shoulder, giving his last advice.

Wen Zhihao hummed and nodded to express his understanding.Taking two deep breaths, he turned around and assembled with his teammates.

Different from the official game, the first and second halves of this game are only 30 minutes each. Considering the weather and the physical fitness of the young players, there is a hydration timeout in each half.

Nouri called the young players together and announced the starting lineup for the game.

"Guys, let me announce the starting lineup for this game. We play in a 4-3-3 formation, goalkeeper Atonari, center back Pease with Kilogu, left back Assunsiri, right back Chalobong..."

As head coach Nuri read out one name after another, Wen Zhihao's brows became deeper and deeper, because his name did not appear in the starting frontcourt offensive combination for a long time.However, Wen Zhihao noticed that coach Nuri deliberately skipped the position of the front right winger and announced the starting forward candidate first. Could it be that he will play the starting right winger?

Wen Zhihao glanced at his teammates left and right, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.None of the teammates around has played this position in training, and this position is his old profession!Wen Zhihao was secretly delighted, and secretly clenched his fists, ready to go on stage at any time.

"Let me announce that our starting right winger for this game is—" Coach Nouri deliberately paused when he said this, and glanced at every player in front of him. Those players whose names were not read were full of anticipation, as if grabbing the last straw.Coach Nuri's eyes alternated between Wen Zhihao, who was full of confidence, and Jin Guangxiang, who was looking disappointed. He smiled meaningfully, raised his voice, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Jin!"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Guangxiang suddenly woke up. He stared at Nuri with wide eyes, and kept asking the people around him for confirmation.

However, Wen Zhihao is not calm anymore, why, why should he be able to start this stick?Am I not good enough?Is he more suited to the right winger than me?
In China, I have always been the main force of the iron fight. Do I have to sit on the bench here?Why!Just because I am a Chinese player? !

I am not satisfied!
Wen Zhihao took advantage of the gap to find Nuri directly, angrily wanting an explanation, but Nuri just looked at him with a smile and replied: "Sometimes, substitute players are also valuable."

your sister!Wen Zhihao really wanted to scold his mother, the substitutes are also valuable, how about the value of the water dispenser?The value of handing over a towel?The value of being a cheerleader?
Ha ha!

Wen Zhihao sat down on the bench in a depressed mood, and the scenes of domestic competitions flashed in his mind: thousands of miles away, single-handedly scoring goals, 1V5 gorgeous performances, and the glorious moment of lifting the top scorer trophy... But now, this genius who is known as "Genbao's new generation demon star" has actually become a spectator on the bench. For the first time, Wen Zhihao has the idea of ​​retreating.

Dad Wen felt the same anxiety at this moment, but he understood that this was a psychological barrier that his son had to pass, and only by overcoming this psychological gap, could the road ahead be wider and wider.It is impossible for him to be by his son's side all the time. There are some truths that he has to realize by himself.

……

Assistant coach Felai pulled Nuri aside, looked back at the bench and asked, "Old man, are you confused? Except for Wen, um, that Chinese kid, there is no one who can play the position of right winger. And you also saw it in the training in the afternoon. Wen's ability is completely qualified to start. Why did you let Jin play?"

Nouri looked at Felai with bad eyes, and his silver hair was blowing in the wind, like a wily fox, and asked his assistant, "Thom, do you still remember the 1999 Champions League final?"

Ferrey was taken aback: "You mean Manchester United reversed Bayern to win the championship with two goals at the last moment?"

Nouri shook his head and said: "More precisely, I mean Solskjaer."

Frye looked bewildered.

Nouri looked at the sky, as if he was recalling the teachings of the Bible, full of reverence, and slowly said: "It was Sir Alex Ferguson who knew people and used them well, hiding Solskjaer in the snow for most of the time, and finally achieved Manchester United's epic reversal."

At this point, Nuri looked at his assistant Felley and said meaningfully: "Tom, do you know that some people need a lifetime of hard work to become legends, and some people need to fight desperately for nine or 10 minutes. But some people don't need too much time, because they represent God's will and are the ones who really decide the outcome of the game."

Fei Lai still shook his head, expressing his understanding.

Hard work suddenly burst out laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "If you understand everything, I should give way to you. Haha..."

Just as the two on the coaching bench were having a lively conversation, the situation on the field took a turn for the worse.

It was the first time for Kim Kwang-sang to comeo from the right back to the right forward. The premise of the position exposed his weak offensive ability. Inter Milan's right attack was almost zero throughout the first half.As a result, as soon as the second half started, the opponent took advantage of Kim Kwang-sang’s pass error on the right to launch a counterattack. After a quick pass from the midfield to the wing, the opponent’s winger decisively seized the gap where Kim Kwang-sang was unable to defend in time and dribbled the ball inside.Inter Milan fell behind 0:1.

The main responsibility for this conceded goal lies in Jin Guangxiang's irresponsible pass error in the frontcourt and the slow recovery speed.

After conceding the goal, the Inter Milan echelon was once very chaotic and was besieged by the opponent. If it weren't for the goalkeeper's bravery and the help of the crossbar and pillars, the score would continue to expand.

Sitting on the sidelines watching all this, Wen Zhihao shook his head helplessly.With a certain amount of game experience, he can see at a glance that the biggest problem of the current team is the tactical confusion caused by the blocked offense.Just relying on the left and one wing can't tear through the opponent's tight defense system. He is confident that if he plays by himself, he will be able to fly with both wings and suppress the opponent.

But looking at the calm and composed coach, Wen Zhihao knew that he was thinking too much.Not surprisingly, I have to sit on the bench and wear it.What good is good training performance?I still don't trust myself when it comes to the real game.Because he is a damn Chinese player.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and in a blink of an eye, the game had come to 7 minutes. According to the rules, there were still 5 minutes to end including injury time. The score on the field remained unchanged. Although the young Inter Milan players were eager to attack, they were unable to score.Nouri looked down at his watch, nodded slightly imperceptibly, and waved to assistant coach Fei Lai, "Tell Wen to warm up and get ready to play."

(End of this chapter)