Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

The next day, the offices at Manchester United's Carrington training base.

Green is reporting to the first team coach Solskjaer on the youth team's season-to-season preparations.

It stands to reason that it should be the head coach of the youth team, Risch, who reports to his superiors in person.

But Risch left Manchester yesterday for a week-long coaching program at UEFA headquarters.

Manchester United U17 is temporarily taken over by assistant coach Green.

"Mr. Solskjaer, these days, the players have fully returned to the team."

"Systematic recovery training is also in full swing."

"U17 has a total of 25 players. This season, we will continue to use last season's 4231 style of play to strengthen the penetration of the flanks in the ribs. At the same time, the deployment of set kicks and corner kicks is also where we need to strengthen."

"Last season in the Youth Champions League, we lost two set-piece headers in the 16-to-8 match, which is very inappropriate."

"If you have special requirements for tactical play, you can talk to me at any time..."

"Green," Solskjaer leaned on the chair, turned the pencil in his hand, and interrupted Green's long speech, "I heard that your u17s played a game with Inter Milan's u17s yesterday?"

He seems very interested in this game.

"Yes sir, this is an internal communication match that Mr. Lisch used his influence to invite last season's Champions League Youth Champion to Manchester."

"Yes, you can beat the champion of the new Youth Champions League. Your u17 youth team will definitely go further this year."

"By the way," Solskjaer pulled the chair under his butt forward and sat up straight.

"I didn't watch the game live, but I heard from my assistant that yesterday you buzzer was the lore Inter Milan?"

When Green heard what Solskjaer said, he became interested in an instant.

"That's right, boss, we are the lore Manchester City."

"It was really a soul-stirring game. Before the game, we and Risch didn't expect this ending at all. It was really unexpected."

Solskjaer smiled and nodded frequently.

"Let me guess who scored the winning goal."

In his mind, Solskjaer began to recall the players of Manchester United's u17 echelon.

The first thing he thought of was the 16-year-old genius boy.

"Is that the Welsh kid, Savage?"

Solskjaer has also heard of Savage's name.

It is said that this kid is the future star of hope for Manchester United.

Even at this age, he represented the Welsh team, came off the bench in international friendly matches, and played in international A-level matches.

Therefore, the first thing Solskjaer thought of was his name.

"Haha, no, guess again." Seeing that Solskjaer didn't know that it was Ye Chenjin's lore, Green simply played tricks.

"Hmm..." Solskjaer turned the pencil in his hand, thought for a while, and then came up with another name.

"It must be Elanga. I remember this young man, playing shadow forward or winger. He is very fast. I heard that when he was studying, he won the bronze medal in the 100th track and field competition of all British middle school students. I will recruit him into the front line if I have the opportunity. Check it out."

As the head coach, Solskjaer is mainly responsible for the coaching of the first team, and he doesn't know much about the situation of the youth team.

Because Manchester United's youth training system is complex, there are many youth echelons of all ages.

Apart from u17 where Ye Chen is, there are also u15 and u16 below.

There is also u23 on it.

There are many people in these echelons, and they add up to one or two hundred people.

Moreover, personnel come in and out, and there is a substantial change of blood every year.

Therefore, he can only rely on his own memory to call out the names of a few well-known players in England in the u17 team.

Green laughed loudly after hearing this, and crossed his legs in front of Solskjaer.

"Boss, you guessed it right, neither Savage nor Elanga."

"Who could it be? You were deliberately hanging me."

Solskjaer is very curious.

"It's Ye, a boy from China!" Green laughed.

Huaxia country?

Solskjaer was taken aback.

He scratched his short blond hair, dazed.

He never knew that there was a Chinese in Manchester United's youth echelon.

"Huaxia people? When did you come here? Why haven't I heard of it?" Solskjaer looked at Green puzzled.

Green replied: "It is such a boss. This kid is a Manchester United U17 who just signed not long ago. He has been training with the team for a few weeks. You may not have seen him."

"Oh, I see."

Solskjaer thought for a while and said to Green: "Green, can you go to the stadium and tune me the video from yesterday? I want to see how this Ye scored a goal."

Green smiled and took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and handed it to Solskjaer.

"Such a wonderful goal, I adjusted the monitoring immediately and used the video, but I have to save it in my mobile phone."

Solskjaer took Green's phone.

Hit the play button.

……

"Ye, pass the ball to me!"

Savage shouted in the video.

"Ye, through the ball!"

Erlanga's shout sounded almost simultaneously.

Solskjaer had his eye on the persistent teenager to see who he would pass on to.

However, the boy did not pass on.

After adjusting his pace with a few small steps, he stepped forward and swung his thigh, and shot!

chua!

The ball crashed into the net.

Immediately afterwards, shouts erupted from the field.

That's the end of the video.

"my Lord!"

Solskjaer's eyes were like copper bells.

"Green, the kid who shot the goal is the one you said, Ye from Huaxia Kingdom?"

"That's right, boss, it's this kid."

"To be honest, his shooting ability was very bad before, but after he returned to China to participate in a national team game, he came back and changed drastically. It's really strange, and I don't understand it."

Green shrugged and smiled.

Solskjaer didn't speak, and continued to watch Ye Chen's shots several times.

The expression on his face became more and more excited.

"Green, do you know who this kid's shot reminds me of?"

"Is it the 40-yard long shot Ronaldo scored at the Dragon Stadium in Porto in his last season at Manchester United?"

"That's right," Solskjaer's eyes were shining brightly, "The position, distance, even their exertion and arm swing movements are exactly the same!"

Solskjaer was deeply shocked by the video playback of this goal.

Not to mention, Green who witnessed the goal on the spot.

"To be honest, there is no player in our current Manchester United first team who can score such a goal with excellent strength and angle from a position of 35 meters from the goal."

"Although it's just a friendly match for the youth team, this kid named Ye has a bright future."

Solskjaer edited a text message and sent the video on Green's phone to his own phone.

It seems that I haven't seen enough. After I go back, I want to have a good aftertaste.

At this time, a white-haired man in a Manchester United red tracksuit walked in.

"Green, I have been looking for you for a long time, so you are here!"