Ender's Football

The teacher's office is very spacious, the light green curtains are elegant and clean, and the rows of tables and chairs lining the window are also very clean.

But Mr. Borg's heart is not so bright.

At this moment, two teenagers and a girl stood in front of him.The boys turned their heads away from each other, and no one looked at the other, while the girl stood between them with her arms crossed, with a chic and relaxed posture, obviously not taking this matter seriously.

Borg had a headache: "Rita, you don't want the rumors about you and these two...'Mr.

The girl standing between the two big boys who turned their heads was Rita. Hearing what Mr. Borg said, she spread her hands and said innocently: "This matter really has nothing to do with me, sir, it's Tony talking nonsense. , pissed off Sigurhard."

"I didn't!" The boy named Tony gave Rita an aggrieved look: "Yes... it's Sieghard, he looks down on his classmates!"

The boy standing next to him and Rita at this moment is of course Sieghard.

He narrowed his blue eyes slightly, with a look of disdain: "I didn't," he repeated Tony's words just now like a parrot, but his tone was quite mocking, "I just look down on some people in my heart, as for this... …Student Rita, right? I didn’t know her before, and I don’t think I said anything rude to this female classmate—if I did, please correct me.”

What he said sounded very polite at first glance, but it was actually very angry. If there was not a teacher standing in front of him now, Tony would probably explode again.

But Rita propped her cheeks and nodded with a smile: "You didn't, you didn't, teacher, I testify, although they seem to be at war, they are all good guys."

"Rita! Why are you still speaking nicely for him!" Tony was very dissatisfied, then looked at the teacher, and argued, "I just can't understand his arrogant attitude! And we didn't do it first! He was the one who told the teacher first." We throw our fists, and we fight back!"

If it weren't for the upbringing, Sieghard wanted to roll his eyes at him immediately.

But he still didn't do that in real life. He just put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "If you don't talk so badly, I might consider ignoring you completely, but unfortunately there is no if."

Tony gasped: "You!"

Sieghard turned around and spread his hands to Mr. Borg: "You can see, sir, his attitude has always been like this. I don't think I provoked the conflict."

"If it wasn't for your attitude! Why should I retaliate to you like this?" the boy poked his neck and said loudly.

"This...Student Tony," Sieghard glanced at him up and down, and said coldly, "Please note, I didn't know you before today, what kind of attitude would you maintain towards a stranger ? Would you be hostile to a random passerby walking on the street? ——If you do, it’s better to see a psychiatrist.”

Tony was so angry that he jumped: "I...I...!"

Mr. Borg was speechless about the situation in front of him, but he had known Sieghard and Tony for a while, and probably knew their temperaments, so he quickly made a judgment.

He criticized both sides very seriously and impartially: "Okay, children, let's stop the war for a while, and let's talk about today's fight. No matter who started this incident, I think you both have to admit it , fighting is wrong, it violates the discipline of the school, I will not punish you two this time, and I will not punish Rita, but you need to apologize to the Spanish teacher - he suffered an accident in class, The course was disrupted by you, and the original teaching content was not completed."

"Understood, Mr. Borg." Tony reluctantly agreed.

"Okay, I'll apologize, Mr. Borg." Sieghard also said.

Seeing that both of them admitted their mistakes obediently, Rita raised her finger and asked Borg silently.

Borg was much more tolerant of the pretty girl, saying to her, "You don't need it, Rita. This happened because of a quarrel between Tony and Sieghard, which has nothing to do with you." It doesn't matter, go back now, and Tony, you can go together."

When Tony walked to the door, he told the other party: "Sighard's injury is still not healed, I hope you can have a friendly attitude, Tony, don't let me hear you two fighting again."

"Got it!" Tony replied.

He and Rita exited the office, closing the door for Mr. Borg with a loud slam.

Borg lets Tony and Rita out of the office first, but leaves Sieghard alone.

"Sig."

After the people left, Borg got up, refilled a cup of coffee for himself, and then went back to the desk and sat down, pretending to have a heart-to-heart talk with Sigurhard, and softly called his name .

Sieghard looked at the teacher, waiting for his next words.

Borg looked at his calm expression and sighed: "I can still recall the first time I saw you in school two years ago. At that time, you were really a student that all teachers would like. Our office Every teacher here is discussing in private, hoping to have the opportunity to chat with you... Later, the physical education teacher will praise you to me when we meet, and your elective teacher... We are amazed at your high-intensity training. At the same time, you can complete your homework and exams well, and they all think that you will be the one with the highest Abitur exam scores among the professional players trained by the school over the years..."

What he said was true and sincere.

Sieghard narrowed his eyes and became serious.

"thank you teacher."

He thanked Borg, but he also knew that Borg said these words to him now, not just to praise him.

Sure enough, Borg went on to say: "...I know, you may have encountered a little difficulty recently, but each of us will encounter difficulties, Sig, don't do impulsive things because of this, in the future you will probably suffer from it." regret……"

What he said was obviously referring to the fight between Sieghard and Tony in the classroom just now.

"Sir," interrupted Sieghard, "I think I need to make one point... I didn't act on impulse."

"But you're not usually like this, Sig." Mr. Borg cast a disapproving look.

Sieghard smiled briefly.

The smile was very light and short-lived.

"Sir, do you know what Tony said at that time? He said that I had a 'broken leg' and that I would be kicked out by Bayern Munich...Even if I am in a good mood today, I will fight him when I hear this, Because I'm not the kind of person who allows others to judge me like this in front of me."

Borg sighed: "Sighard, I understand your efforts to maintain your dignity, but dignity is not maintained through fighting..."

"Then what did you pass, teacher?" Sieghard raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of sharpness between his brows, "Do I need to tell him that my grades are better than his, and I can speak Spanish better than him, Or am I better at football than he is, so he shouldn't be talking about me? - Aren't these facts that both of us know? He annoys me, envies me, laughs at my injuries exaggeratedly behind my back, What I want to teach him is that when he's doing these things, he has to anticipate the consequences."

After he finished speaking, he added: "I am not annoyed by him, I just want him to shut up from now on and stop provoking me in front of me."

There was indeed no irritated look on his face now.

Borg studied his student.

In the past, he never knew that there was such a side in Sieghard's character. This student was excellent in academics and sports. Whether in school or on the training field, he was always considered by the teacher to be one of the best students. One, but at this moment, this "good baby" doesn't seem to be "good" at all. When he speaks, he uses direct and sharp words, as if he can pierce the layer that the teachers insisted on in order to maintain the sacred order of the campus. painted skin.

But Borg still believes that Sieghard should not do it.

"I admit, Seager, you're right that Tony's behavior like that is very wrong, he shouldn't have said that to you, he shouldn't have cursed you out of jealousy," Borg said, "but that's not what we just said One thing, I'm just saying, you shouldn't be fighting him."

"Then how do I solve this problem? To you?" Sieghard shrugged. "Forget it, you know, he won't listen, right? You just have an unrealistic feeling about it." fantasies."

When a good student suddenly tore off his mask overnight, to be honest, Borg was really hard to resist.

He stared at Sieghard with a look as if he had misidentified him for a long time, before continuing, "Sig, I don't know why you became so... a bit, extreme," he corrected himself Pausing slightly, "If you become a professional player in the future, I think there will definitely be a lot of fans paying attention to you, and they will pay attention to every save and attack you make. You are still a goalkeeper, which means Your failures will be infinitely magnified and judged by others—how can you do this? Can you use your fist to order everyone who mocks you to shut up?"

Mr. Borg's image in school has always been a good old man, perhaps because Sigerhard's attitude subverted his cognition before, and now Borg speaks a bit more sharply.

Sieghard was not quick to answer this time.

Borg knew he was thinking hard about this because Sigerhard's eyes were fixed on a stack of blank papers on his office desk.

"Sig, you should think about this problem," Borg said, "I don't think there is something wrong with you now...but I think you should change your way of thinking just now and think about what you should do in the future. What kind of mentality should you go on with? I am also a fan, and I can imagine what kind of uproar a goalkeeper's mistake will cause. If you don't adjust your mentality, how will you face more accusations in the future?"

"...I could keep winning," Sieghard said.

Borg laughed: "In Bayern U19 and U17, can you keep winning every game? Seager, even Bayern Munich's first team, in the past 2013-14 season, they were the defending champions of the Champions League. Pep Guardiola, who is known as the best coach in the world, led the team and lost the Champions League semi-finals - in the football world, we all know that no one is a permanent champion."

Sieghard fell silent.

***

After rejecting Jack's trial training proposal, Ander continued to follow Coach Tierner for his own on-field training.

After entering the U15, he was re-assigned to the same team with Nathan the Curly and Grande. Alexey was also there. He was originally one level above them, but this season he is only 16 and has not yet entered the team. The higher-level U17 team is still playing in U15.

These four boys fight and fight together every day, and their laughter and laughter often echo on the training ground.

Coach Tierner is a very kind and tolerant person. He is not very strict with the children, but a little indulgent. He always smiles when he sees them playing. He will stop it unless it particularly affects the training order. Otherwise, this German The old man would tell jokes in person, making everyone laugh, which is the best ending to a training day.

It was a similar day, and Ender was in a team with Alexei during the training match, and Nathan and Grande were opposite them.

When friends meet, they are extremely cruel.

Nathan used his precise pass to help the opposing striker to tear through the defense of Ander and Alexey several times, and Ander and Alexey also used their speed and impact to hit a beautiful quick counterattack, They responded with several goals.

In the middle of the game, Grande came to help defend Ender, and deliberately squeezed his shoulders against Ender. He was tall and strong, and he stood out compared to Ender, who was thinner and shorter. Physical advantage, can squeeze people away at once.Ender was going to dribble at first, but suddenly he felt a little funny when his good friend came to do this. The next time he wanted to pass Grande, he simply made a rainbow dribble in return. Nathan completely ignored himself and Grande. De was in the first team, and he cheered loudly for Ender, causing other teammates to run up and flick him on the forehead.

In short, after the 30-minute training session, the boys had a great time, and Mr. Tierner was also very satisfied. He commented on the performance of the boys one by one. Xian, and then praised Grande for his good prediction, praised Alexis for his good combination of ball and ball, and finally when he praised Ander, he gave a thumbs up to express his love.

Ender is already immune to this, and Alexei has obviously experienced the coach's boastful attack. He is quite calm and calm. Only Ender can feel a piece of flesh on his arm being crushed by his good friend. Pinching and pinching, I couldn't help grinning in pain.

"Calm down, buddy, calm down," he whispered to Alexei in Russian, "don't be so excited, don't you know Mr. Tierner? Even if you kicked the football away today, as long as you show a little bit sad , he is willing to praise you for the beautiful arc drawn when you kick the ball away."

"...I know," Alexey quietly retracted his hands into his sleeves, and whispered back to Ender in Russian, "but my former coach, who is now going to U17, never praised me , I always thought there was something wrong with me, or the Russians messed with him."

He spoke so pitifully that Ender was amused.

I finished my training routine and went home with my backpack.

As soon as he got home, he saw that Jack's car had parked at the door of his house. His expression changed, and he lowered his head and sighed. He didn't expect that the other party had such leisurely intentions, and he really found his home.

Ender opened the door by himself and walked into the living room. Sure enough, Jack was already there.A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on the sofa, talking to Stanzel, describing what a good club Leipzig Red Bull is.

When the two heard the sound of the door opening, they both turned their heads to look at the door. Ender waved his hand and greeted people out of politeness.

"Good afternoon, Stanzel, and . . . Jack."

Stanzel nodded with a smile, and waved at him: "Good afternoon, Ender, come on, come and listen, Mr. Jack is talking to me about the trial training."

"He already asked me for my opinion today," Ender said lazily, dragging out a bit, "I don't want to go."

Jack shook his head: "Ender, that's why I'm going to chat with your father and convince him to think about your prospects—you children always think things are very simple or very serious before making a decision. A very ordinary trial training is very good for you."

He called Stanzel Ender's "father". Logically speaking, this shouldn't be, because Jack and Ender had signed a brokerage contract, and there was an agreement between the two parties. In other words, he had met Ender's parents. , shouldn't have called Ender's name for Stanzel by mistake.

Hearing this word, Ender was startled subconsciously.

"My father died in a car accident and was buried in China, my hometown Jiangcheng." He said to Jack very seriously, correcting him solemnly.

The expressions on Stanzel's and Jack's faces suddenly became very embarrassing.

Jack didn't expect Ender to turn him back so quickly because of his mouth for a while, but Stanzel was more subtle. He subconsciously wanted to frown, but he felt that it was inappropriate in front of Ender, so he narrowed his eyes again, with a smirk on his face. The muscles twitched irregularly, and he didn't know where he should go. In short, the expression was very subtle.

——If Stanzel has read Chinese online novels, then he should be able to accurately describe his current expression, roughly: three points awkward, three points sour, four points entangled inside and outside.

Ender also saw Stanzel's expression, and realized that his correction just now might have hurt the man's heart unconsciously, so he glanced at him a few times, and pretended to be indifferent: "Uh——as for this Mr. Schneider , I think you should call him my... stepfather..., which is more appropriate."

He spoke the word "stepfather" very lightly and quickly. If Jack and Stanzel hadn't been quiet at this moment, and there were no other sounds in the room, both of them might have wondered if their ears had gone wrong. What's the problem, I couldn't hear what Ender said at all.

But to get what Ender said, Stanzel became visibly happier.

The tangled muscles on his face immediately stretched out, something began to glow in his eyes, a smile leaked out from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, and then retracted because the director tried hard to restrain himself, but it was still in the corners of his brows and eyes. stay.

He was so happy that he even spoke with a smile: "Thank you, thank you—yes, yes, indeed, that's what Ender said..."

Stanzel is being silly here, but Jack is not interested in the charades between him and Ender at all, nor does he care about the death of his father mentioned by Ender before, and directly changes the topic from blood relationship to what he wants to say I pulled back in that direction.

"Ander, and Stanzel, what I want to ask you is, before we talk about RB Leipzig, have you ever heard about the most expensive player in the history of Uwensburg? - Of course, I mean in Before Kerber moved last season."

Ender froze for a moment: "Uh... I really don't know about this..."

He didn't know, but Stanzel knew these things as a loyal Uwensburg for many years.

"It was 40.5 euros," Stanzel said. "We sold Sean the hero to Stuttgart."

"Yes, you have a good memory, Mr. Schneider, and I'm glad you love Uwensburg so much," Jack said, "but we all know what happened last season. I brokered and negotiated for Kerber, Let him transfer to Leipzig Red Bull for 200 million euros, which is also the largest transfer fee ever earned by our not-so-rich club."

——If, as a reader, you have no concept of this number, then:

According to the exchange rate in 2021, 40.5 euros is equivalent to approximately 315 million yuan, and 200 million euros is converted to 1555.9 million yuan.

But in the football world, these seemingly exaggerated amounts are far from being "a lot".

In the German Football League, the highest transfer fee record comes from the Bundesliga dominant Bayern Munich. The highest amount they paid for player transfers was 4000 million euros (about 3 million yuan). This record was created in the 2012-13 season. One hundred times the highest transfer record of Uwensburg.The highest transfer record of a Bundesliga club comes from Wolfsburg. In August this year, they transferred the team's absolute core and midfield commander, Kevin De Bruyne, to 8 million pounds (approximately RMB 6840 million) ) price to Manchester City, the Premier League team backed by the UAE consortium.

Of course, these sky-high prices are hard to imagine for a Bundesliga team like Uwensburg.

For a small club like them, 200 million euros is equivalent to more than one-fifth of the club's annual TV broadcast income.

For Uwensburg, it is equivalent to a sky-high price, but as a Bundesliga team, the Leipzig Red Bull can be "rich and powerful".

This is all because of their boss, the chairman of Red Bull Group, Austrian Matt Schitz.

Red Bull Group—the "Red Bull" you think of—sells sports energy drinks. They have more than 20 sports organizations under their umbrella, involving football, ice hockey, racing, extreme sports, e-sports, etc., with footprints all over the world.

This well-known European company acquired a fifth-tier football club in Leipzig in 2009, and is committed to bringing the club from the regional league to the Bundesliga. The Red Bull team is ambitious, and many people believe that their ultimate goal is to challenge Bayern Munich's dominance and win the Bundesliga championship.

It is conceivable that they are of course more competitive than Uwensburg, because the two clubs are different from the beginning.

Jack mentioned Kerber's transfer, which made Stanzel feel a little sad.

"You mentioned Kerber... the transfer was really frustrating, I'm not saying he can't go, it's that he went to Red Bull... Seriously, is there any difference between what we did last season and Red Bull? Both of our clubs were within a few points of qualifying for the Bundesliga..."

Jack smiled and ignored the conversation.

But Ender saw a kind of cold contempt in his eyes.

He was indifferent to Stanzel's gloom.

"Mr. Schneider, where did we just talk?" He asked deliberately, and then asked himself with a sudden realization: "It's a deal between Uwensburg and Leipzig Red Bull-you see, the reality is so cruel, Wu Wensborg can't pay more for Kerber and we spend less every season in transfer fees. I love Uwensborg, of course I love her, but you have to admit, some clubs are more competitive than us."

Stanzel shook his head: "But what's the difference to Ender? He's only 14 years old, and now he's thinking about wealthy families, salary, transfer fees, and even the club's commercial issues. I don't think it's a good thing."

"Of course there is a difference!" Jack said. "Do you think I'm the kind of person who asks for the transfer of small players for a salary, Mr. Schneider? I can tell you frankly that is not the case. The player's transfer fee is taken from the commission, grabbing the profit like a greedy shark, then I will not be called Jack, but Raiola*! I hope Ander goes to Leipzig for trial training, for his future, Not for monetary gain."

When he said this, Stanzel nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he asked: "So, Jack, maybe you can make it clearer, what good will Ender go to the Leipzig Red Bull for his future? - I don't want to hear How much did Red Bull spend, how many players did they buy, for their goal of reaching the top league, I just want to know, my..."

Having said that, Stanzel paused for a moment before continuing to catch his own words.

"My... child," the word trembled when it came out of his mouth, "Why did he leave his current home and go to a completely strange environment?"

Jack raised his eyebrows: "Of course, I am very happy to tell you, Stanzel."

He ends up calling Stanzel by name instead of Mr. Schneider, which is already a very intimate way of saying it.

"First of all, Leipzig Red Bull has better coaches, training venues, equipment, and a more perfect environment. You asked not to mention how much they spent, but the reality is that they spent a lot of money to build a youth training system. , to attract talented players from all over the country. It makes it easier for the kids there to succeed. You know Joshua Kimmich, right? A 20-year-old guy, Red Bull paid him half a million euros— Nearly 50 euros more than the highest transfer fee from Uwensburg we just mentioned before Kerber, they brought him from Stuttgart to Leipzig, and then this year, Bayern Munich found the young man again , they spent 9 million euros (equivalent to RMB 850 million) to buy him in the summer! This is unprecedented! A young man who has only played in the third and second divisions of Germany has been photographed by the strongest giants in Germany ..."

When Jack talked about this, his heart was full of excitement. I have to say that his words were quite contagious, as if the next second, Stanzel could also stand on the turf of the Bundesliga with Ander.

"... Isn't such a future attractive, gentlemen?"

***

Such a future could blind Stanzel for a few minutes, but Ender said nothing about it.

After Jack left, he sat down with Stanzel face to face.

The two looked at each other, ignoring the previous changes in terms of titles such as "stepfather" and "child" in unanimous agreement and with a tacit understanding.

Stanzel: "What do you think of what Jack just said, Ender?"

"The future he said is very good, but it's a pity...it's a 'castle in the air'," Ender said. His last word was still in Chinese. Considering that Stanzel couldn't understand, he thoughtfully rewritten it according to his own meaning. Said it again, "Sounds beautiful, but always based on the imagination. He always seems to be like that."

"So you want to try it?" Stanzel asked again. "You know, Ender, if you really want to go to Leipzig, your mother and I will have no objection... The only problem may be It's far away, you have to stay away from Uwensburg, take the train to shuttle in Germany... and transfer things..."

Parents think about things a little longer than boys of this age. Stanzel said that he was far away from home and went to school, which is much more grounded than Jack's unfounded future and dreams.

But Ender said, "I don't know either."

No matter how precocious he was, he was still just a teenage boy, with no experience in this at all, and he didn't know whether the pie Jack had drawn for him was real or not.

"I don't know the Red Bull team. I don't even know if they will invite me to join them if I go to try out. As for the things that are farther away, such as transferring schools, I don't think I have to think about it now." Ender replied .

But although Ender was not very willing, and he didn't think that Jack was very reliable, another person who had a great influence on his football career made him agree.

"Ender, you should try."

After they finished training today, Coach Tierner drained Ender.

Ender was shocked when he heard this in the German old man's office.

He himself came from the youth training of Uwensburg. He knows how painful the team here has been in the past few years, and he also knows the care and love coach Tierner has for every youth training player, so this attitude is particularly surprising.

Last year, Kerber moved from Uwensburg to Leipzig Red Bull, which made Mr. Tierner very angry. For a while, he was in a bad mood and spent every day in Schrödinger's blues. The old man was not even active in telling jokes with Ender and the others.

"You!... Mister?! How do you know? Also, do you think I can't stay in the team?!"

Jack pushed him to try out elsewhere, on an ordinary team, which should be enough to make the coach unhappy, but his coach actually let him go!

Coach Tierner looked at Andu Liu's big round eyes, just smiled: "Oh, Ender, don't look at me like that, you look too young, it will make me feel that I am already very old .”

"But...but..." Ender stuttered a little frightened, "...I really don't want to go to Leipzig, sir. Jack told my family about it, we all think Leipzig is too far away, and . . . I have no intention of leaving Uwensberg."

Tierner probably thought the shocked look was very cute, so he couldn't help but touched the boy's head and messed up his raven-black hair, and then began to talk about how he knew about it: "Don't Nervous, this is what the chairman told me. We chatted about the U15 game, and he said that there is a scout from the Leipzig Red Bull. Training, he knew you were in there, and asked me if you would participate."

"...I'm not going," said Ender.

"You've got to go, boy," laughed Mr. Tierner. "You don't think I'm sarcasm, or tricking you, Ender?"

He shook his head as he spoke, and said with a rather funny smile: "Of course not. I sincerely suggest that you try it. If you are worried that the club will find out, I will ask for leave for you."

"But I kind of...well, I just think it might be better to stay in Uwensburg..."

"You don't know what's better, Ender," Tierner smiled. "You'll never know until you try. Go see it, and don't let yourself regret it in the future, thinking that there is a perfect one." The best opportunity was in front of you, but you didn't take it. It doesn't matter if you don't like it, if you don't like playing at RB Leipzig, just treat this trial as a trip to see other The view of the city is also very nice.”

"But...but they poached Kerber..." Ender whispered again.

His voice was very low, but there were only two people in the office at the moment, so Tierner could hear him naturally.

"The football world is full of variables like this," he said. "Few people can really accompany a team for a lifetime. Go to another team to complete his career, some people have a very low starting point, maybe not even a professional player, just a carpenter*, but he can achieve brilliant records that other people will never be able to achieve in adulthood... "

"...Ander, I just want to tell you that the career of a player is very short, so I will encourage all my players to pursue their dreams in this short ten years. "

Ender hadn't expected to hear such an answer.

He re-examined the fat old German man in front of him, and felt that he had a new understanding of him.

Coach Tierner smiled at him: "Do you remember what I said to you when you first came here?"

Ender blinked suspiciously, not understanding what the coach wanted to say.

Thierner reminded him: "'In my youth team, the most important thing is to grow up healthy and happy'."

"Oh!" Ender remembered that Coach Tierner had indeed said such words.

And he did.

Tierner's attitude towards young players is often very good, everyone likes him.His teaching method is not utilitarian at all. He likes to chat with children about their school life, whether they have any good friends in class or in life, whether they have finished their homework, and how their academic performance is. So...he seems to be your friend in daily life. For Tierner, the health of the young players is always the first. They do a good warm-up exercise...

"Be healthy first, and then be happy, because not all people can go on the career path," Tierner said. "Of course, once on this path, health and happiness are also the most important. We every Everyone knows the tragedy of Enke*, and I hope my children will always be happy."

"You were still sad when Kerber left," Ender said. "Didn't he go after his dream?"

Tierner shook his head: "The reason why I feel sad for Kerber is not because he chose to transfer, but because I know that it will be difficult for him to get the main position in the Leipzig Red Bull. They have better options in the midfield. Once such a team is promoted to the Bundesliga, they can buy better players than they have now, and by that time, the competition will become more intense... I am worried about Kerber's choice."

"but I……"

As soon as Ender started, Tierner interrupted him with a gesture and continued:

"But your situation is different, kid," he said with gentle eyes, "you are still so young, I think you can go there and try it out, if you and them are interested in each other, then it's okay to continue training there Also, if you think it's too far away, or have other unhappy things, then it's good to come back and continue to train with me. You're a genius, Ender, although I've been trying to beat you for the past year. Watching you, I will not let you grow too fast, but this makes me feel very powerless. I hope you will be ready for the U17 in the future, as well as for the trial training and the eyes of scouts. Even if you miss this one opportunity, you will have many times in the future where you need to make choices."

Speaking of this, the fat old German man stood up, waved his arm in the air, and easily drew an arc: "Look forward! Ender! Don't care about other people's eyes! Look forward, and you will will always go forward!"