king of world football

In the training base of the Youth Club in Bern, Switzerland, a sweaty, black-eyed, yellow-skinned boy waved his hands at the personal trainer in front of him: "No, I can't hold on any longer. Let me take a break."

After that, he slumped on the ground, and the German coach Mojares frowned: "Wu, if you can't sit on the ground immediately after high-intensity exercise, get up and walk around."

But no matter how much he persuaded, Wu Lei refused to get up. In desperation, he had no choice but to use his trump card: "If this is the case, I will tell Mr. Wang Feng that I cannot be your coach!"

Hearing this sentence, the Chinese young man quickly got up regardless of his exhaustion, "Don't, Mr. Mojares, don't tell Brother Wang."

Wu Leitian is not afraid, but he is afraid of disappointing Wang Feng's expectations. When he came to Europe with enthusiasm at the beginning of the season, he found that the strength he was proud of was nothing at all. He was inferior to the club's main players in terms of physical fitness and skills. Big cut.

After playing one or two league games in the first team, Wu Lei's score was the lowest in the team, so the coach gradually lost trust in him and sent him to the second team. For this reason, the Chinese guy was depressed for a long time.

After Wang Feng learned of this situation, he did not choose to comfort him blindly, but asked his personal trainer Le Goff to find an excellent coach for him to guide him in additional training, that is, Mojares.

But not every player is used to working hard. When Wu Lei, who is both talented and well-off, has suffered this kind of hardship, he really can't persevere.

Mojares naturally understands this too. Apart from supporting his body with a healthy diet, the most important thing is the willpower of the player himself. After rolling his eyes twice, he thought of a good way.

"Rui Chao not only has you as a Chinese player, there is a young man named Feng Miao who is about the same age as you and is the main substitute in Neuchâtel."

Wu Lei immediately became interested. When he learned that he was born in the youth training of Bijiagenk, he knew that he belonged to Wang Feng's training plan. This was a plan that he wanted to participate in but could not enter.

Now the first batch of more than a dozen young people have reached the age of 18, and they all choose to continue to take the road of professional football. Except for a few two or three people such as Huang Hu who stayed in Genk, the others went their separate ways.

Swiss Super League, Czech League, Croatian League, Norwegian League, etc. They go to play in various European teams according to their talents and opportunities.

"He performed so much better than me, Mr. Mojares, I want to see his game." Wu Lei said, "Okay, it just so happens that there is a round of league matches this weekend, and you don't have much chance to play, why don't you go to the scene with me Let's see!"

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The game that Wu Lei was concerned about was held at noon local time. The two sides of the game were Neuchâtel and Lucerne. Although it is a small ball market, Neuchâtel's home court can accommodate 13300 people, and the attendance rate has reached about 80%.

Feng Miao did not start the game. After nearly 60 minutes of fighting, the score was still 0:0, but the scene was not dull. Even mid-lower European clubs could still play wonderful games.

At this time, the head coach of Neuchâtel made adjustments to the midfielder and replaced them with Chinese players. Wu Lei in the stands immediately focused on the Asian face on the field. He wanted to know the difference between the two.

He soon saw the clues. Feng Miao was able to hold the ball without looking at the physical confrontation with European players, and his basic skills were also very solid, especially in the 81st minute against the defensive pressure, he sent a diagonal plug and assisted his own striker to score. The only goal in the game, helping the team take all three points!

Wu Lei's blood was boiling with excitement, this is Mr. Key!Is he another new Chinese star after Wang Feng and Dongfang Zhuo?But Mojares said on the side: "Your talent is a hundred times higher than him."

Seeing the stunned look of the Chinese guy, the German coach is still blunt: "Feng Miao's greatest achievement may be to play the main force in the Eredivisie or the Portuguese mid-range club. His understanding of football determines the upper limit. The reality is sometimes so cruel. "

"But he is stronger than you now, do you know why?" Wu Lei shook his head dumbly, "Come with me, I'll take you to see it."

After the game, the two drove to the Neuchâtel training base. At this time, the night was gradually falling. Mojares had already arranged everything. After greeting the guard, he went straight to the training ground.

The sweaty teenager under the lights was practicing passing the ball over and over again. There was no complacency on his face after winning, but seriousness and earnestness.

Hearing someone approaching, Feng Miao thought it was a staff member of the club. He didn't turn his head and said loudly: "Uncle Moaisi, as usual, I will practice for another hour and leave. Please!"

He looked back when he heard no reply, and found that two strangers were looking at him behind him, one of them was also an Asian face, and there was something flickering inexplicably in his eyes.

Although a little surprised, Feng Miao still came forward to say hello. After learning that the young man was a Chinese compatriot and played for the young man, he finally remembered: "You are Wu Lei. I watched your game at the beginning of the season. Why didn't I watch your game later?" How did you come out?"

Wu Lei's face was a little embarrassed. Feng Miao immediately realized that he had said something wrong and quickly apologized. He waved his hand to indicate that it's okay. The two chatted together soon, and Feng Miao even invited Wu Lei to train together.

"Didn't you just go through a game, can you bear the extra physical training at this time?" Wu Lei asked with concern, "No problem!" Feng Miao patted his chest: "I have been training at this intensity since a long time ago. The team doctor checked that there were no hidden injuries."

They were talking about their game performance and future plans. Feng Miao's goal was not high. If his weekly salary reached 1 euros after tax, he would be able to instantly kill most ordinary blue-collar workers in China.

"You don't know how poor I was. It was Brother Wang who opened up a new path for me. I must live up to his expectations, and I really love football!"

Soon it was time to part. The two made an appointment to get together again on the rest day. After Wu Lei and Mojares left, Feng Miao still stayed at the training ground to continue training. It had already been more than an hour by now. It seemed that he used to do this often. Do.

Looking at the sweaty back, Wu Lei asked suddenly: "Mr. Mojares, do you actually want to guide Feng Miao more?" The German nodded unabashedly: "Yes, but unfortunately, you have more value."

Wu Lei gritted his teeth silently, what right did he have to waste his time and his talent?

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After this incident, Wu Lei seemed to be a different person. He was no longer lazy and slippery, and meticulously completed the training tasks arranged by Mojares, and his skills were also growing rapidly.

Real Madrid visited Zurich in the fifth round of the UEFA Champions League group match, and two young Chinese players also took time to watch the match. Wang Feng let them see what is a top giant and what is a world superstar.

He contributed a hat-trick with a head kick and assisted Higuain to score a goal. At the last moment, Sneijder made another victory and locked the score at 5:0.

After the game, Wang Feng did not go to see them specially, but asked the stadium staff for two balls to be signed, and asked someone to send them over to show encouragement. The two teenagers were immediately excited.

It is definitely not easy to become a world superstar!