Chapter 1 The Most Special School Football Team

A group of teenagers are sweating profusely on the football field of the University of Applied Sciences in Gelsenkirchen, Germany. An internal competition of the school team was going on.

There are more than 20 people on the field, wearing red and blue jerseys to fight against each other.

The current situation is that the red team is besieging the blue team around the penalty area, but the blue team has a solid defense, and the red team cannot score. The central defender took the first step to clear the ball out of the sideline.

It seems that he can't attack for a long time, and the forward of the red team is a little impatient. No, after finally receiving a direct pass from the midfielder, it turned into a chance for a one-handed goal. Finally, he got rid of the defender, but he kicked directly on the penalty area line. As a result, the goalkeeper of the blue team calmly pressed the ball sideways. Under the body.

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"Beep beep!"

After the red team missed this opportunity, a whistle suddenly sounded on the sidelines, and players from both teams shouted, "Assemble! Assemble!"

Then the players from both sides are divided into two teams, lined up and standing opposite each other.

A gray-haired old man who looked at least in his fifties walked onto the court, stood between the players of the two teams, looked around, looked at the players of the blue team with gentle admiration, and turned his head to look at the players of the red team with an expression Just like the weather in the tropical rain forest, it is cloudy and cloudy, and the sky changes in an instant, with a kind of severity that hates iron and steel.

It can be seen that this old man has a high prestige among this group of teenagers. Wherever his gaze passes, this group of teenagers who seem to be the oldest in their early twenties, who are burly and vigorous, actually lower their heads and dare not meet him eye contact.

Staring at the red team players on the left for a while, he finally spoke, and asked in a flat tone: "There are still four days until the finals. In your state, I don't think there is any need to practice anymore. Anyway, there is definitely no hope, so just directly Abandon the race and admit defeat, go on a date, go racing, and enjoy the fun of life!"

One of the players seemed a little unwilling, raised his head and said bravely: "Coach Feibitz, I promise, next time I will not waste such an opportunity, I will definitely score a goal!"

Hearing this, the old man walked up to him quickly and said, "Jiang, raise your head and repeat what you just said!"

Everyone looked at him. Although he was very confused, the young man still mustered up the courage to raise his head and look directly into the coach's eyes.

This boy is special. His skin color is special, he has a yellow-skinned East Asian face, and he is highly recognizable in the surrounding environment of white-skinned European faces.

However, according to the habit of Westerners to call their surnames but not their names, the teenager who knew this East Asian face was surnamed Jiang, a very distinctive Chinese surname.

This young Chinese surnamed Jiang is the forward of the red team who wasted a one-handed goal against the goalkeeper just now, Jiang Hao, a Chinese student at the International College of the University of Applied Sciences in Gelsenkirchen.

Hearing the words of the old man, that is, coach Feibitz, Jiang Hao raised his head, his chest heaved and heaved for a while, and then he raised his voice and repeated: "Next time I will definitely not waste a single sword!"

"There is only one chance on the court. What if the single shot you wasted just now was the team's last chance? Will there be another one?" Feibitz also raised his voice and asked sternly.

Jiang Hao seemed to be provoked by the head coach's tone, and his fear of the coach was relieved for a while, and he also told the truth: "If the defender on the opposite side is not Zhou Tiancheng, and the goalkeeper is not Ming Tao, I have confidence."

With that said, Jiang Hao glanced at the blue team's camp. In the opposite blue team's camp, there were also two East Asian faces with the same yellow skin as him. One of them was obviously a head taller than most players, and the player whose height was at least 1.9 meters was the defender Zhou that Jiang Hao said made him feel helpless. Tian Cheng, the main central defender of the school football team. The captain of this team.

Likewise, the real protagonist of this story.

On the left hand side, only two or three people away from Zhou Tiancheng,

There is also a player who is wearing a red goalkeeper jersey and his expression has not changed much. He is Ming Tao in Jiang Hao's mouth.

All three of them are Chinese students studying in the International College, and they are also teammates of the school football team.

It may be hard to believe that this school team, which is about to participate in the finals of the 2007 German University Football League North Rhine-Westphalia Division, actually has three Chinese players as the main players in the team, and they are also the central axis Top key positions: goalkeeper, centre-back and striker.

In Gelsenkirchen, a city with great football background due to the existence of Schalke 04, in such a strong team that reached the final of the State University League, there are actually three Chinese players who play a pivotal role in the team. , This is also the first time in the school team history of this school.

Therefore, the school leaders attach great importance to this school team. Even among hundreds of university teams in Germany, the school football team of Gelsenkirchen University of Applied Sciences is the most special one.

With the presence of Chinese players, the performance of the school team has risen instead of falling. From the fourth place in the state last year to the state finals this year, the school's expectations for this team have increased accordingly.

After hearing Jiang Hao's words, Zhou Tiancheng flashed a smug face, while Ming Tao's face flashed a veiled smile.

Although the three of them reacted differently, their performance in front of a strict coach shows that the three of them are very close.

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, Coach Feibitz looked back at Zhou Tiancheng and Ming Tao in the blue team, flashing a flash of relief, especially when his eyes swept over Zhou Tiancheng, he looked at him without hesitation. Covered appreciation.

He knew very well in his heart why the team could reach the finals. The offensive team scored only fifteen goals in ten games, but only conceded three goals on the defensive end. Zhou Tiancheng's role in Dinghaishenzhen on the back line can be said to be indisputable, and he deserves the most credit.

But even though he knew it in his heart, Coach Feibitz's face also calmed down instantly, looked directly at Jiang Hao, and asked loudly: "Jiang, repeat what you told me on the first day you joined the school team, your ideal!"

"I want to join a professional club and become a professional player!" Jiang Hao said loudly.

"Dream!" As soon as Jiang Hao finished speaking, Coach Feibitz brutally shattered his vision for the future.

"Do you know what the forwards of professional teams are like? They only think that God is the creator, and they are the son of God. They always despise all defensive players. They pick and choose like you. They feel that the defenders are too strong and they can't do it. It is said that the first team, even the youth team is not enough to watch the drinking fountains! Although Zhou is capable, he is not a professional player. You can’t even PK him, but you still want to play in the professional team? Dreams can be had, but there is no confidence, everything is Empty talk!"