football fight

Chapter 11 Open a small stove
After a few days of training, Kong Pengyu felt that Chen Shixiong had figured out his breakthrough routine, and his breakthrough skills were basically out of control.

Chen Shixiong explained to his players the simple way to prevent him from breaking through, and sent special personnel to mark him every time in training, his characteristics could not be displayed at all.

Chen Shixiong said that this is creating an extreme environment for him, to maximize his ability.

But Kong Pengyu felt that this was not stimulating his ability, it was simply destroying his ability. The dense defense was simply too terrifying for him.

On the last afternoon of the training, Chen Shixiong didn't come, so He Wei gathered everyone and had a short meeting.

"This season, our training is completely over today." He said, "Next, I will announce the list of personnel selected for the National Youth Team. Those who are not selected can have a holiday."

Although St. Friedom was only a first-tier club before, its superior youth training system has allowed them to be selected for the national team in an endless stream.

"Xu Jundao, Yang Chong, Zhou Wen." He Wei said with his hands behind his back, like a cadre, and said, "The three of you will participate in the National Youth Team's match next weekend. Everyone applaud and cheer them on."

After speaking, he took the lead in applauding and cheering for the three people who had already walked to the front of the crowd, and the three also bowed politely to express their thanks.

"The time to return to the team is February 2th next year. At that time, we will conduct overseas training. During the holiday, please play to your heart's content."

"Good!" Everyone clapped their hands and danced happily. After all, the hard training and high-intensity competition were coming to an end.

Everyone dispersed slowly, ready to go back to the dormitory to pack their luggage and set off for home, or the parents had been waiting outside the training center for a long time.

Kong Pengyu looked at the three men who had been called into the national youth team, and his mind was full of thoughts, because he was also a person who wanted to win glory for the country.

Even if it was a friendly match.

"Big brother, what are you thinking!" Gao Feijie came to him and put his arms around his neck, "It will be a matter of time before you are selected for the national youth team, just like me, if I hadn't been suspended, I would have been selected as well." went in."

"That's really wronged you." After a few days, Kong Pengyu was a little uncomfortable with his enthusiasm, and hurried to take his hand away.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm a serious 23-year-old young man this year! I'm just old enough to play in the national youth team." Gao Feijie said triumphantly. He likes to be around this newcomer these days Maybe it's because he thinks that among the reserve team, only Kong Pengyu's ability is worthy of his liking.

"But who knew it would be like this!" He read a sentence as if talking to himself.

"I watched that game, that person really acted well and confuse the referee." Kong Pengyu said this as if to comfort him, "And the penalty kick was a bit reluctant, the situation is unclear, and VAR was not used. .”

"Hmph! They still didn't defend our Lao Pu's heavy header." Gao Feijie was obviously a little bit annoyed, but Pu Tingfeng's lore at the end really relieved his anger.

"That ball is really cool. The bounce completely crushed all the players of Changhe Dragon Boat." Speaking of the ball, Kong Pengyu became interested.

"That's right, handsome, our old Pu is very good at it." Gao Feijie said, looking at the road outside the stadium.

A black Cayenne was parked on the side of the road. Compared with his Porsche 911, it was much more low-key, and the license plate number was very familiar to him.

At this moment, the window of the car was lowered slowly, and Kong Pengyu saw the person inside. It turned out to be Pu Tingfeng they were talking about.

"Let's go first." He seemed to have an appointment with Pu Tingfeng, and trotted over after speaking.

"The chairman came to us and said he wanted us to help with the work for Coach Chen." Pu Tingfeng explained to him when he got into the car, "The chairman wants to invite Coach Chen to be the head coach of the first team for the current season."

"What?" Gao Feijie said while unbuttoning his training jacket.

"The chairman asked us to persuade Coach Chen to be our head coach next season." He said succinctly.

"Who can persuade him!" Gao Feijie said frankly.

Here, Zheng Qixiang also came to pick up Kong Pengyu.

"Brother Yu, how are you doing?"

"The first day was better, but in the next few days, the coach is going to kill me." Kong Pengyu began to complain.

"Is it crazy to limit your breakthrough?" Zheng Qixiang said.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Kong Pengyu nodded sharply, "He also said that I am too thin and wants me to gain weight."

"Sure enough, I told you before that it's easy to suffer if you are too thin." Zheng Qixiang glanced at Kong Pengyu, "It seems that it is necessary to cook a small stove for you and add extra meals."

"What do you mean?" Kong Pengyu was a little puzzled.

"It means special training." Zheng Qixiang said succinctly.

"Special training again? I just finished training, shall we go to the mountains again?" Kong Pengyu remembered the special training in the mountains before he embarked on the road of football.

"Of course I went to the mountains, but this time I went to a better place with more people." Zheng Qixiang smiled, "Do you feel that it is really not as simple as before."

"Well." Kong Pengyu pondered for a while, "Although it has indeed become difficult, I am even more excited."

"Keep your excitement, and I will find someone to take good care of you." Zheng Qixiang showed that badass smile again.

"There is still more than a month before Chinese New Year, let's train for three weeks, and I will make good use of these three weeks to let you go to the next level."

Kong Pengyu nodded silently.

……

The next morning, Kong Pengyu came to Lao Zheng's restaurant early with some luggage.

"Come on, Brother Yu, let's go." Zheng Qixiang called him as usual.

He changed into sportswear, changed the traditional attire of ordinary middle-aged men, and added a bit of vitality.After saying goodbye to his wife at the door, he got in the car and set off.

Today he drove a newly bought pickup truck in order to carry more training-related equipment. He changed this car because of the agent labor fees he earned after Kong Pengyu became a player.

"Where are we going today?" Kong Pengyu asked.

"Let's go to Mount Qingcheng and teach you martial arts." Zheng Qixiang said.

Kong Pengyu looked at him in bewilderment, completely confused.

"Don't worry, you'll know when you arrive." Zheng Qixiang seemed to have thought of something, and said, "By the way, last night, your club announced that the head coach of the reserve team, Chen Shixiong, has been selected as the head coach of the first team next season. The acting head coach, Pisa Jonas, seems to be returning to the UK due to family reasons, and your reserve team is expected to change head coaches next season."

Kong Pengyu also read the news and said: "I saw it on the club website yesterday. Coach Chen is a person who knows the club's traditional style of play very well. He should be very good as the head coach."

"I know his tactical style of play, but I admire his youth training results even more. He has made great contributions to St. Friedom's youth training system."

"And I think he should recognize your ability, otherwise he wouldn't force you to train." He added.

(End of this chapter)