Chapter 7 Heading! ()

Gennady Popovich, director of youth training in Zenit St. Petersburg, shook his head.

"I don't see anything good about him... The level is quite mediocre, did that guy Ruslan look away?" He commented.

Just like he has played countless times before, the performance of Chen Yingxiong on the court is very mediocre. He does not cooperate with his new teammates tacitly, and there is no bright spot in his own ability.

"The body is very good, but the technique at the foot is too rough. As long as a push, the ball can't even stop..." Another coach, Nikolay Vorobjov, also shook his head. . "The shooting technique is not very good...I think it's a waste of time..."

Chen Tao watched the expressions of the coaches from a distance. When he saw several coaches shaking their heads one after another, his heart became tight...

Only when I came to Europe did I know the true level of my proud son before. If you can play a game in China, you don't necessarily have to be in Europe. You must know that the level of European football is countless times higher than that of China, and his son is still an unknown person in China...

Although knowing that his son's level may not meet the requirements of Europeans, what else can he do besides playing football?

Because of this, gritted his teeth and insisted that his son should finish the transfer to Europe-maybe a certain club just fell in love with his son? He felt that what caused his son's poor level was definitely not that his son had no talent, but that the training level that his son received in China when he was young was too low. As long as he can stay in Europe and receive high-level training, his son's level will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

This father, who didn't know much about ball, didn't know that the 18-year-old Chen Yingxiong had lost his best shaping period. Many of his technical moves have been finalized. The bad habits he developed in playing football in China are really strong and too difficult to get rid of. In the eyes of professional coaches, Chen Yingxiong has grown so big, but he cannot return to play. The energy of this body is really a pity.

The scout Ruslan Panchenko who brought Chen Yingxiong and his father to St. Petersburg was also watching. So far, Chen Yingxiong's performance has not been very good. If these performances alone, of course, it is impossible to impress the team's chief scout Panchenko.

He even wondered if he had missed his eyeballs. Could it be that the kid's header yesterday was just luck...Wait! Header?

By the way, it's a header!

He walked towards the coaches.

"Ah, you came just right, Ruslan. Look at the people you brought..." Popovich said mercilessly, pointing at Chen Yingxiong to Panchenko, "I don't like the CSKA group. He, I'm not surprised at all!"

"I don't like his performance now." Panchenko surprised the people around him with a single mouth--is he also planning to abandon this person and admit that he has missed it?

But he went on to say: "So I give you a suggestion-let the team's wing player start the ball from the wing and feed him the high ball."

"Is his header good?" Popovich asked. "Know that big men don't always use their heads well." He pointed to his forehead.

"From what I observed yesterday... he does have the ability to head the ball. Why don't I think?"

After speaking, he turned his attention to the assistant coach Vladimir Borovikia who had not spoken.

Borovicia is the assistant coach of the team and the head coach of the reserve team. The real head coach Vlastimil Petrzela (vlastimil·petrzela) is only responsible for the affairs of the first team, and in many cases the entire Zeni The assistant coach is in charge of the special team. What's more, Petzera is now being upset by the media. The media is hyping the conflict between him and the club's top management. A few days ago, his criticism of the club chairman was infinitely magnified by them. The current Petr Zella is not on the team at all.

There are rumors that the St. Petersburg Zeni club has found a successor for the Czech coach, that is, the Dutch coach Dick Advocaat (dick advocaat).

Borovia, as an assistant brought from the Czech Republic when Petzera took office, if Petzera is fired, his fate is estimated to be similar. But as a qualified and professional assistant coach, as long as he is still in this position for a day, he must consider a day's work. Therefore, he is always concerned about the signings and management of the team.

Borovicia said to Popovich, who is in charge of youth training and first-team training, "Let them change their tactics and focus on the wing, using the wing cross as the main tactic, and use the high ball more."

Obviously, he believed Panchenko's words.

Popovich walked to the sidelines and signaled the coach Nikolai Larionov, who was the guest referee, to suspend the game and he wanted to rearrange his tactics.

Chen Tao saw that the game was suspended and thought that the trial training would end in failure again. He was a little frustrated, the last gleam of hope had already faltered, and it could be extinguished at any time.

Chen Yingxiong saw that the referee stopped the game, and then another coach walked onto the court... He thought it must be the opposing coach who couldn't stand his performance anymore, so the test was terminated early.

A huge sense of disappointment hit Chen Yingxiong, but it did not knock him down. He is just not reconciled-the game has only started for more than ten minutes, at least let me finish the game, right? After playing this game, you will come to see my performance after fifty minutes. My teammates and I are completely familiar with it. If I go up for more than ten minutes, I have to show results... If I really have this ability, I won't Here, I stayed in Feyenoord, Eindhoven, Udinese and so on!

I have worked very hard, give me a little more time, give me a little more time, I am sure... I won't let you down! I believe I can score goals, I have a body, I have a header, and pass the football to me from the air! He really wants to shout at his temporary teammates like this, but unfortunately he doesn't speak Russian, and he doesn't understand what his teammates say.

Very helpless, Zenit clearly did not intend to give him such time.

He turned around and walked off the court. He doesn't want to be driven off the court. If he wants to go, he has to go by himself, so he can walk with dignity.

Chen Tao saw his son walking towards him, and knew that this time was completely finished.

The big travel bag on the grass on his back, ready to leave.

At this moment, Larionov, who was the guest referee temporarily, called him: "Chinese!"

Chen Yingxiong turned around to look at him.

"Where are you going?"

"Isn't the game over?" Chen Yingxiong asked with an open hand.

Larionov smiled: "It's just a timeout. Now the game is about to start again, go back to your place!"

Chen Yingxiong thought he had heard it wrong, but looking at Larionov's gestures, it was indeed for him to go back. His astonished face did not know what kind of expression he should show.

At this time, his father's voice rang off the court: "What are you doing in a daze? Go back quickly!"

Chen Yingxiong looked back and saw his father waving at him, motioning him to return to the court.

He turned and ran to the frontcourt.

The game restarted, and Chen Yingxiong soon discovered that the game had changed. Before, everyone was seeking ground cooperation with him, and wanted to see how his footwork was.

But now, the football is quickly assigned to the wing, and then the two wing players take turns to play the ball.

When the football soars from the side to the center of the penalty area. Some things suddenly and clearly appeared in Chen Yingxiong's mind-such as the flight trajectory of the ball, its landing point, when is the best time to grab a spot... etc.

Although he used to play headers in domestic clubs as his best scoring weapon. But he has never had such a clear concept of "competition for the top"-before he just relied on a very, very vague concept, and then jumped up intuitively. Top to. Why can I get it? Why didn't you get it? He didn't even know.

But now, he knows that if he does this, he can beat football...

He was frightened by the sudden appearance of this feeling, not knowing what was going on. He has played football for twelve years, and this is the first time this happened...

Although my mind clearly knows how to top the ball. However, Chen Yingxiong's body did not move. He was completely stunned by the situation just now, so that he forgot what he should do.

The opponent's central defender who jumped up directly pushed the football out, while Chen Yingxiong stood underneath, looking up, without any reaction.

"Hey, Ruslan..." Popovich pointed to the court.

Pan Qinke was expressionless and did not say a word.

The other coaches did not say anything. This is just an opportunity, it can't explain what the problem is, we need to look at more examples to draw a conclusion.

Popovich murmured, "Okay, okay, let's continue to appreciate..."

Chen Tao saw that his son didn't fight for the top, but was stunned and puzzled.

What happened to my son today?

Now is not the time to wander on the court! This is the real last chance. If we can’t seize it, if we have no money, we can only buy two tickets and fly back to China overnight...

Chen Yingxiong came back to his senses, he patted his forehead, annoyed that he was indifferent just now. No matter what is going on in that situation, it will always be helpful to him. I don't have time to worry about why this situation happened and how it happened. Now he only needs to try to get the football goal, and he has to prove his ability to the coaches on the sidelines.

The next time, the next opportunity will never be let go!

So pass me the ball, guys!

When the football came to the side again, Chen Yingxiong raised his arm high.

His temporary teammate faithfully implemented Popovich's instructions, and after swaying the angle, he directly kicked and passed!

That feeling came to mind again!

Chen Yingxiong was sure that this was not an accident, and he didn't care about the reason for this, so he rushed to the best point according to the instructions of his feelings.

This time when the center back of the Zenit youth team, Alexandr Korotkov (Alexandr Korotkov) was just about to take off and head the ball to make a clearance, he found that a behemoth had suddenly appeared next to him!

Hero Chen is on top!

He almost flew!

"Wow -" someone on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaimed.

Pan Qinke, who had been expressionless before, smiled.

Chen Yingxiong thought he would encounter obstacles. When he jumped up, he was ready to knock off all the obstacles in front. He didn't care whether it was a foul or not. Anyway, if he dared to block Lao Tzu's way, he would die!

In the end there was nothing, only football in front of him. The opposing center-back had just started to take off and was far from threatening him.

He almost instinctively shakes his head...

He felt the frustration of his forehead hitting the football, which disappeared in an instant.

The next second, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the football already in the goal...

The goalkeeper of the Zenit youth team, Mikhail Kerzakov, made a save-he waved his arms as if to greet the football that flew into his goal: "Hi, hello Ah, little ball!"

Popovich was not restrained by Chen Yingxiong's header. He was dissatisfied with the performance of his players. He roared on the court: "Alexander! What are you doing? Defending! Defending him! "

Aleksand Krotkov wanted to defend himself, not because he didn’t defend, but because he didn’t have time to defend. When he was still looking for a place in football, the opponent had already jumped up. As if I had already judged the target, I went straight to the football...

He is too late!

But Popovich obviously didn't want to listen to his explanation. He waved and shouted, "Don't let him take off so easily next time!"

But the situation has not improved as Popovich hoped.

When the football was passed to the goal again, although Krotkov jumped up this time, he was stuck behind Chen Yingxiong. In terms of judging the position, it is obvious that Chen Yingxiong is better than him. Up.

Being blocked by a behemoth with a height of 1.92 meters and a weight of 93 kilograms, it is obviously impossible to hit the ball, unless...fouled.

But before he fouled, Chen Yingxiong had already shaken his head and directed the football back!

This time the football did not fly into the goal, but directly hit the crossbar!

"Hey!" A crisp sound struck the hearts of everyone present.

Some people even shuddered involuntarily when the football hit the crossbar...

"Damn..." Popovich was a little annoyed when he saw that the players he had cultivated were so ineffective. Now, in front of the assistant coach, I am ashamed of an adult...

It seemed that he was really dissatisfied with Krotkov's performance. Borovichia turned around and said to Popovich: "Tell the players to strengthen the defense in the middle of the penalty zone and do everything to create trouble for him. In addition..." After thinking about it, added. "Allow and encourage the defender to use fouls to stop him."

After hearing this sentence, the other coaches were all stunned-strengthen the defense and they agreed that the youth team's defense was really bad just now, perhaps because of underestimating the enemy. But in any case, they shouldn't make such a mistake under the nose of the assistant coach. But allowing and encouraging the use of fouls to defend... will it be too much?

Popovich didn't have any doubts about this decision. With a gloomy face, he strode onto the court.

"Pause! The game is suspended!" He yelled to Larionov in a bad mood.

Seeing Chen Yingxiong scored a beautiful header, and another header hit the crossbar, which was not close to the goal, Chen Tao clenched his fists happily off the court.

Good job, son!

The game was suspended again, but he was no longer worried that this was to end the test early, and he sent them away.