For the Christmas holiday, even if Zhou Tiancheng passed in advance, their game against Chelsea will be on December 24, Christmas Eve. Then came the League Cup and the FA Cup, non-stop to open the second half of the season.

Therefore, although the Premier League is the stage of every professional player's dream, it is the real rare players that can stand on this stage, even if they are some famous players. The reason is very simple. The competitive strength can be placed in the second place. In this high-density, high-intensity game of continuous rotation, it is a challenge to ensure a continuous high level.

This is the last break before the end of the season. Zhou Tiancheng enjoys this rare break.

In the morning, I took my son to go around and feel the atmosphere of Christmas, bought Christmas toys for his son, and taught him to sing Christmas songs. In the afternoon, it was a special time for father and son. Xiao Fuxing would haunt him and play with the ball, as long as Zhou Tiancheng was at home, This is an unavoidable homework.

"Dad...Dad...ball..."

Xiao Fuxing has already expressed it simply, and this is what he is most proficient in. Zhou Tiancheng's ears will soon hear the cocoon.

But Zhou Tiancheng couldn't help it. He saw that his son wasn't easy. He had a strong body, and he could fall into the goal every time he used his head.

Zhou Tiancheng did not dare to let his son touch the ball with his feet. Once he let this little guy experience the fun, Zhou Tiancheng could not guarantee that he could do anything else. Anyway, Chu Yunling absolutely does not allow Zhou Tiancheng to teach children to touch the ball with his feet.

"Really think of yourself as a coach? Then you go to verify!"

"Is this difficult for me? Wife, you too underestimate me." Zhou Tiancheng smiled a little, his face didn't matter.

"Huh! Even if you want to change careers in the future, don't take my son as an experiment!"

Chu Yunling just said that Zhou Tiancheng couldn't answer any more words. No one distressed her son more than her. Dribbling the ball with the foot is easier to throw the nose and swollen face than using the overhead ball. Only Xiaofuxing didn't realize it, and he had a good time.

The more this is, Zhou Tiancheng looked at his son, it was very contradictory. He had this state when he first started to contact football. At that time, he didn't understand what professional football is, and he didn't know what the big environment was, just want to play football. As long as the ball is under control, there is a sense of satisfaction, as if you have the whole world of your own.

Zhou Tiancheng has been able to vaguely see his son's future. He is not repulsive when he hears others complimenting Xiaofuxing as a genius. Is he going to let his son take unnecessary detours?

but……

When Zhou Tiancheng was thinking about the problem, a knock on the door rang.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in a suit with a little beard.

"Hello, I am a member of the club. I am sorry to bother you."

The other party smiled gracefully, but Zhou Tiancheng glanced at Chu Yunling, but Chu Yunling didn't have any expression. He stared at him for a few seconds and returned to the bedroom alone.

Zhou Tiancheng is a little strange, what is this reaction?

While he was still stunned, the other party continued: "Week, I..."

"Did you come to me? Please tell me anything."

The other party shook his head: "No, Zhou, in fact, it has nothing to do with you, it is also related. It is about your son. The club wants to invite you to the past. Is there time now?"

Zhou Tiancheng was slightly surprised, he was finally able to figure out why Chu Yunling behaved that way.

"For my son? Haha, okay, let's go."

...

Sitting opposite Zhou Tiancheng is the club’s youth football director Jimmy Ryan, who has played for Manchester United for two seasons. He has never seen this club executive with some disheveled hair and a little artistry.

The other party kept smiling at him, and his eyes fell on a ten-page booklet in front of Zhou Tiancheng.

Zhou Tiancheng has already seen it, this is about the son's training plan, Manchester United formulated very detailed.

To be honest, Zhou Tian’s achievements on the way have been thought a lot. He did not expect that Manchester United would actually come to the door. Obviously it should be the role of that variety show. He was also funny in the car. He felt that his son would have a good future. , Because he is a dad, there are still some subjective factors, but what exactly does Manchester United see from a child less than three years old?

However, when this training plan was placed in front of him, he was quite moved by surprise.

Opposite him, Ryan looked at him expectantly: "How is it, Zhou? Please believe our professional ability. I have also experienced Manchester United Class 92, of course not as a player. The card you saw The Lington Base is just the tip of the iceberg, and youth training is our true heritage. We can let any genius show his value to the greatest extent."

"I'm not going to say this for the time being, Mr. Jimmy. I just want to know what you are looking for in my son? He is just a two-year-old child, and honestly I can't see it."

"Of course, you are just a player, and we, professional." Ryan smiled at Zhou Tiancheng and waved his hand violently, trying to convince Zhou Tiancheng with his rich body language: "Every genius is exposed It’s not necessary to start a game to show it. Some people are God’s will, and they may be naturally fit. Of course, this needs to be accompanied by a rigorous and scientific training program. And in this regard, Zhou, please allow me to repeat once, we are professional ."

Ryan smiled and pointed to the ten-page training plan on the table, nodding confidently to Zhou Tiancheng.

Zhou Tiancheng smiled, he admitted that this training plan shocked him, as long as Zhou Tiancheng agreed, from now on Manchester United will do a medical examination for Xiao Fuxing every six months, and exercise him according to the standards of professional players to train the body Quality, diet and other life details are proposed by professional nutritionists, first lay a good physical foundation for Xiao Fuxing. When he was seven years old, he started to enter the Manchester United echelon and began to follow the normal path of youth training.

Of course, there are many details in the middle that have been considered.

However, Zhou Tiancheng still has concerns.

"Mr. Jimmy, if you don’t tell me why Manchester United has chosen him, even if I play for Manchester United, I’m afraid I can’t agree. As far as I know, there doesn’t seem to be any Manchester United youth training camp in the first team. The players who came out, did a good job in Manchester City youth training. Class 92, I know, that is a legend, but it is already history, isn’t it?"

Zhou Tiancheng's meaning is very clear~lightnovelpub.net~ Manchester United Class 92 has become history. At the time, the training of excellent coaches such as Scholes and Beckham is already history. Want to take this to foole him?

Ryan was anxious and quickly said, "Class 92 has indeed become history, but to start a new era, there must be iconic leaders. Zhou, we used to have class 92, why can't there be class 22 in the future? I don't I think this is impossible. As long as Xiaofuxing can join us, we will have confidence."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled, class 22? Establishing your own son as the leader?

It sounds very good, but Zhou Tiancheng is very clear. In this way, when he draws a cake, he can tell it when he touches his mouth. His son must go to the best youth training camp to go this way. And Manchester United...

Seeking truth from facts, Zhou Tiancheng is really not so trustworthy.

PS: Explain that this book is already in the late stage, and some unnecessary games, such as the UEFA Champions League group after the qualifying two games left, will not write anymore. There have already been wins in the qualifying. Repeatedly frying cold rice is really meaningless, and the rhythm is a little faster , I don’t seem to feel that the author is very procrastinating. Do you agree?