Chapter 633 Volume Five Red Nine Five Two Seven

"One, two, three, let's go."

"Hi everyone, I am contestant No. 13, my name is Chen Jian, I am 19 years old, and I am from the Chengdu competition area in Sichuan." A dark-skinned teenager stood in front of the camera, grinning and introducing himself, showing his mouth Striking white teeth. Having said that, he habitually turned his head to look at the side, and someone was gesturing to him.

"Shout a slogan, put on a pose!" Look at the mouth shape of the person next to him.

The young man who called himself "Chen Jian" turned around again, thought for a while, and the camera monitor fell into a brief silence.

"I want to play professional football, and I hope everyone can... like me." He laughed. He originally wanted to say "I hope everyone can vote for me", but soon realized that there was no audience voting for this talent show, and it would be useless for the audience to support him, so he had to change his words temporarily. So, thinking of this, he was happy.

"Okay!" The cameraman put down the camera on his shoulder and muttered, "Fortunately, it's not a live broadcast..."

"Next!" The man who was gesturing and lip-synching to Chen Jian just now waved to another boy waiting beside him, signaling him to come up and introduce himself.

Before Chen Jian left the camera, he returned to a group of teenagers of similar age.

This is the training camp for the finals of the "Football Boys" talent show jointly organized by Hunan TV and many domestic and foreign media and enterprises.

The auditions for the six divisions across the country have ended, and fourteen lucky candidates have been selected from the six divisions. Now they are concentrated in Changsha, the capital of HUN Province, to participate in three and a half months of training, conduct various assessments and competitions, and eliminate them one by one. In the end, three contestants will be selected for the finals, and then the three judges will participate in the live broadcast on TV. The three players will be scored on the program based on their performance in the past three and a half months. The top two players will be rewarded with a one-year trial training with England's top league team. For these Chinese teenagers who love football and look forward to professional football, this is a good thing they dream of, and it makes them more excited than directly rewarding one million.

Chen Jian is also one of them. Seeing him standing in front of the camera and introducing himself with a smile, how many viewers who watch TV in the future know the story behind this smile?

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This 19-year-old boy, who speaks Mandarin with a slightly Sichuan flavor, first participated in the audition for the BJ competition area, because he was studying at the Judicial Police Academy in Tianjin at the time, and BJ was close to Tianjin. But he was eliminated. Without any dirty insider and behind-the-scenes transactions, the reason for being eliminated is simple-not enough strength.

Among the 10,000 people participating in the audition in the BJ competition area, his strength... let alone the top, even the top 100 may not be able to enter.

The youngsters who came to participate in the audition this time, can enter the final top 100, and then face the personal assessment of the British coaches, most of them have undergone professional training, or come from a certain sports school, or come from professional football clubs third team. And Chen Jian has not received even a day of professional training. He came into contact with football purely because of his hobbies. He plays football. In terms of hobbies, his level is considered outstanding. He has been the main force of the school team since he was a child. Players, including in the Tianjin Judicial Police Academy, he is also the main player representing the university in the National College Football League. This is also what gave him confidence and motivation to participate in this talent show.

However, compared with those of his peers who had received professional training, his "fanciers" who became monks halfway through were really not good enough. After barely entering the top 100, he was dismissed by the British coach.

After most people are eliminated, they will be depressed and go home dejected. Chen Jian is not an ordinary person. He was only depressed for one night. He heard that those who were eliminated in this competition area can also freely choose to participate in the selection of other competition areas. That's all. In the next division, he will definitely be able to play at his best level and impress the British coaches.

So, the next day, he called the counselor to ask for leave, packed his luggage and transferred from BJ to Wuhan alone.

This time, he stopped at the top 50—he couldn't make it to the top 50 than the first time. But what's the use? Still eliminated.

Chen Jian refused to admit defeat and was not reconciled. He continued to ask for leave and went to Changsha to participate in the audition in the Changsha competition area. Thirty strong.

Since the Changsha competition area is the location of the organizer, there are some preferential policies. In other competition areas, only two players can enter the training camp for the finals, but Changsha allows four players. Compared with other competition areas, the two extra places may allow some people to get what they want, but if they still can't get in in this competition area, the last remaining Chengdu competition area is basically useless... …

Chen Jian still failed the assessment. Have you given up?

No. This time, Chen Jian didn't even ask for leave, skipped class and took the train to Chengdu.

Anyway, it's the last chance, so try again. If it doesn’t work, it’s better to die of this heart, go to study at ease, come out to be a policeman, work to support the family, find a reasonable girl to start a family, love football... At least I can still play football in my spare time, see Ball game.

All good things take time. Chen Jian didn't buy a ticket for a suitable date. The bus he bought arrived in Chengdu just in the afternoon of the audition day, and he didn't even have time to rest, so he was about to participate in the audition.

To make matters worse, the continuous running and mental stress made him develop a fever, eat unhygienic food on the train and suffer from diarrhea.

When the train arrived in Chengdu, he was dizzy and his legs were weak when he got out of the train. He didn't know how he got to the selection site - Sichuan Provincial Sports Center.

Anyway, when he got outside the stadium and saw the sea of ​​people auditioning, he was dizzy.

After signing up and receiving the number, he found a shady place to sit down and rest. It was 2:30 in the afternoon. I didn't eat breakfast or lunch. Although I was hungry, I didn't have the appetite to eat at all. The fever has not subsided, the limbs are sore and weak, dizzy, and the whole body is cold...

There was no more unlucky contestant than him.

Ordinary people encounter such a situation, they must go to a hospital for an injection, and then go back after the disease is cured, right? Anyway—it’s not my wish to encounter such a bad situation. It seems that God doesn’t want me to pass, so why should I bother?

Basically, many people think so.

But Chen Jian is not an ordinary person, he has a stubborn temper and admits death. He is not willing to lose here, and at least he wants to take this last chance...

He was leaning against the concrete platform of the flower bed, and the competitors around him were either eating a simple lunch to replenish their strength, or doing warm-up exercises to get familiar with the ball. Only he leaned here lazily, doing nothing. It's not that he doesn't want to warm up, it's because he doesn't have the energy to warm up, and he can only recover his strength in this way, saving his strength for the most critical time.

He just sat like this until he heard the loudspeaker in the square calling out the players with numbers between 9500 and 9550 to enter the arena. Then he stood up with the help of the table and staggered into the crowd.

Later, he didn't know how he persisted, nor how he passed the test after test. All he knew was that when the sky darkened, all the bustling crowds outside had dispersed, leaving only garbage thrown all over the place. Those buzzing noises never sounded in his mind again. Standing in the grassy stadium, apart from five coaches and three TV station photographers and reporters, there were only ten people of the same age wearing training vests. people.

And he, Chen Jian, stood among these ten people.

Chengdu Division, top ten. This is the best result in the four divisions he has participated in.

Among the five coaches, that is, the chief judge, there is a face Chen Jian is very familiar with - the British coach who knocked him out in the BJ division. Later, in the Wuhan competition area and the Changsha competition area, he saw this person twice more. Until now, Chen Jian hadn't remembered this person's name, anyway, it was useless if he knew it, he passed the assessment by his own strength, not by friendship with the chief judge.

After a few more glances, he withdrew his gaze and stood in the queue, waiting for the next assessment. Even though he couldn't stand anymore after not eating for a day, he secretly gritted his teeth and insisted on it——smiling on the surface, looking confident, but clenched his teeth behind his pursed lips.

Kenny Sansom, one of the presiding judges, glanced at the ten lucky people standing in front of him, and he found a familiar face—the smiling No. 9527, with dark skin and a strong body. Sansom would not have remembered such a boy if he had only seen it once in the BJ competition area, but he had seen this black smiling face four times: BJ, Wuhan, Changsha, and Chengdu.

This smile impressed him deeply. Because he can see that this kid is trying to hold on.

The Chinese coach next to him was watching him, and he nodded to these colleagues who cooperated with him.

The Chengdu local coach stood up and said to the ten lucky ones: "You can break into the top ten in the Chengdu competition area, which shows your strength. I know that many players who come here to compete are not natives of Chengdu or Sichuan, and some even It’s because I was eliminated in other divisions, and I came here for the last fight because I was unwilling. So I can say without exaggeration that the Chengdu division is the strongest, most competitive and cruelest division among the six divisions in the country!”

He raised his voice, and the ten teenagers in front of him clapped cooperatively.

"So, being able to enter the top ten is enough to show how strong you are. However, according to the rules, only the last two players in this division can advance to the training camp for the finals, so that... eight of you must be accepted Elimination. But don’t care about whether you win in the end, and don’t give up your love for football.” The coach transferred by the Chengdu local club to work with him was somewhat eloquent, and everyone’s blood was boiling.

"Now..." He looked back at the British coach and other colleagues behind him, then turned back and continued, "There is no final test."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of surprise appeared on the faces of all ten people—these people originally thought that there must be the cruelest and most severe assessment waiting for them in the end, and they must show a level of 200%. to pass. did not expect……

"This is the end, there is no assessment or test. The final two spots will be scored based on the performance of the ten of you throughout the selection process, and the two with the highest scores will get tickets to Changsha." He waved his hand, I don't know when there were two more envelopes.

Everyone knows what's in there - it's not a ticket to Changsha, but a ticket to Dreamland.

Having said this, he stopped talking and just stood aside. British Kenny Sansom stepped forward. His job is very simple, but the most eye-catching - he only needs to read the numbers pasted on the back of the chests of the two winners, the one who really announces the fate.

Sansom looked at the ten Chinese teenagers in front of him. After staying in China for several months, he followed up the trials in various competition areas and met all kinds of people, from officials and media people of the Chinese Football Association, down to ordinary fans and these young players. He already has a very clear understanding As for the sport of football, it is different in China and in the UK. But one thing remains the same: passion and love for football.

In an interview with a British BBC TV reporter before, he once said that due to the poor performance of the Chinese national men's football team in the Asian Cup and the fact that they were eliminated from the South African World Cup qualifiers early, Chinese football continued to slump and other factors, He originally thought that this event might not get as good a response as expected. Unexpectedly... the auditions in the six competition areas are crowded with people every time, not to mention the media's attention, and now I don't know how high the ratings of the program will be in the future. At least seeing so many immature faces with dreams appearing in front of his eyes, he felt... how should I put it? Incredible. It's really hard to understand why the level of football is so low when there are so many teenagers who love football in this country...

"Boys, only two of you will make it through, good luck." He said some nonsense in English before calling out the two numbers, "3084."

The boy standing on Chen Jian's right raised his arms and screamed. Everyone turned to look at him. The number on his chest was "3084".

Some people congratulated him, but more people were looking forward to it with worry—there is still the last spot, who will it be?

For the remaining nine, the cruelest moment came. This is the last chance. Unlike the previous five divisions, if they are eliminated, they can move to the next division and continue to strive for victory. If you get eliminated here... there will be no "next time".

Although Hunan TV said that there might be a second season in its promotion, it depends on the impact and benefits of the first season in China. Who can say for sure?

Chen Jian was still smiling, he didn't want others to see his nervousness.

Sansom looked at the boy who was still cheering, with a smile on his face. He beckoned the lucky guy to come out and stand aside. His excitement was too incompatible with the nervousness of the other nine.

"And... 9527."

The lucky one "9527" fell down, not because of excitement, but because of...too tired. Chen Jian, who hadn't eaten for a whole day, had a high fever, was dizzy and trembling, couldn't hold on any longer after hearing the results were announced, and passed out.

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Chen Jian had a dream, which was short but wonderful. He dreamed that sister Qiuxiang, who was as beautiful as a fairy, was hugging him with concern, and anxiously calling his name——

"9527? What's wrong with you?"

"9527? Wake up!"

"Pinch people, pinch people! Quick!"

"9527... Chen Jian, Chen Jian... wake up, wake up!"

He was shaken awake. After the haze passed, he saw clearly the person in front of him, how could there be such a fairy-looking sister Qiuxiang? There was only a ghost face, and then turned around, surrounded by more concerned faces.

"You're awake." The ghost showed a reassuring smile on his face.

Chen Jian didn't understand, he turned his head and looked at the people around him in confusion.

"Just now after we announced the result of your promotion, you passed out." The Chengdu coach who came out to speak at first squatted down and said that Chen Jian found himself lying on the ground. There are nine other people of the same age next to them, and they are also concerned about themselves.

"Your forehead is very hot, do you have a fever?" The British asked quickly, and found that Chen Jian was confused, so he remembered to ask the person next to him to translate for him.

After understanding the translation, Chen Jian nodded: "When I came by train, I had a fever, and my stomach was ruined by eating, and I had diarrhea. Because I was worried that something might happen during the test today, I didn't eat anything all day."

Hearing the interpreter's answer turned over, Sansom was moved.

Not to mention the British coach, even those Chinese coaches and his competitors who only knew about it were surprised. It turned out that this person competed with them in such a physical condition and became the winner.

"Hey, buddy." A young man came over next to him, speaking with a Beijing film accent, who also came from another competition area. "I'm convinced." He patted Chen Jian on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up. "You are awesome!"

This person, Chen Jian, was impressive, because like him, he was an eliminated player from the BJ Division. However, this person entered the top ten in the BJ competition area, and was finally eliminated. He once trained in the youth team of the BJ Guoan Club, which can be regarded as a professional background. I have always thought highly of myself, and felt that my elimination was a matter of luck, not strength, so I went to Chengdu to prove myself again. Unexpectedly, this time he lost to Chen Jian.

At first, I was a little unwilling: Why would I lose to amateur amateurs as a professional? Now he is convinced, convinced. Because he thinks he can't even pass the primary election in such a physical condition.

In fact, this is still a good idea. I am afraid that more people will not participate in the selection, and they will give up before the competition, because they have a reason that no one can point their fingers at - they are not in good health and are not in the state.

Sansom laughed loudly: "OK, boy. Now you can go and have a good meal, take a hot bath, and sleep again, and wake up the next day without any discomfort. Of course, don't forget I have to take the medicine." He stretched out his hand to congratulate Chen Jian.

"Congratulations, 9527, Chen Jian."