Shenfeng Wuying

Chapter 2 The Chinese who can score goals

He Xu was shocked by what happened after he walked out of the hotel. He was led onto the subway!I remember that there was no such arrangement in the script at all, and then he looked carefully, and the subway station signs were all marked with the place names of Amsterdam in the Netherlands!Where is this? !After getting on the subway where there were not many people, He Xu closed his eyes and thought about the script he had read before, trying hard to put himself into this role quickly.But I have to say that the amount of information before is a bit too big.
The scene in his mind was out of his control, and changed. In a dilapidated old house, in front of him was the uncle who just claimed to be his father.

"Son, do you want to play football? Be a professional player?"

"Of course, Dad! I've been dreaming about it!"

"Well, since that's the case, how about we go to Europe tomorrow?"

"What are you going to do? I still have to play in the high school league next season?"

"It's okay, we won't play here next season! How about it?"

"Where are you going?"

"Of course it's Europe! It's more suitable for your development there!"

Again, he is in a villa with a beautiful woman in front of him.

"What are you doing? Filming again? What kind of filming? Don't you know how to stay with me?"

"My new film, "Catch the Bullets", in order to cooperate with DreamWorks, I have deliberately set aside all the schedules."

"What on earth do you want to do? You know how to film and shoot every day, how about me?" The woman on the opposite side approached while talking.

"I..." The words were not finished yet.

He Xu felt his body was shaken a few times, "Huh?" He opened his sleepy eyes and realized that he was actually dreaming.What's the matter with this messy dream?

But after waking up, he was still on the subway, not on the set.Just now I remembered in my dream that I was talking about my new film, but why am I here, shooting a new film?Shouldn't I still be on set?Still in the hotel?Watching the 2022 World Cup?But the professional players mentioned earlier, what is going on here?Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his brain.

He Xu hurriedly stretched out his hand to press his temple, and massaged it a few times, but before he could fully wake up, the middle-aged man pulled him out of the car and out of the subway station.After walking for about 10 minutes, they arrived at their destination.He Xu just felt that he hadn't walked so much in a long time, so comfortable!The new body is really cool, it looks like a top match!
In front of him is a magnificent stadium, similar to the place where he appeared in the new movie. Could this be the new set?Did the script change?But for an actor at the actor level like me, these are all indifferent, good on-the-spot adaptability!That being said, the make-up was quite unique this time, and I will continue to work with him in the future!He Xu walked in swaggeringly like he usually enters the set, and the middle-aged man behind him stretched out his hand and tried to pull him, but he didn't hold back.He Xu was still laughing in his heart, you are a trick, but you can still steal the show?

Just like that, He Xu walked into the training ground of Ajax in a very arrogant manner, and his father hurriedly chased him in. At this time, He Xu happened to see the tactical drill going on on the field, and a full-back was on the left. After the road was inserted, he received a pass from the midfielder and quickly made a pass. Although this pass was not very accurate, fortunately they had a good center forward.

In the penalty area, a tall and strong guy leaped high, shook his head like a lion in the air, and headed the ball into the goal!
Shouldn't this be a sci-fi plus action movie?How could it be in the football field?The goal was just so-so.

"Martins scored a beautiful goal!" The security guard, who had just watched the field and raised his arms after seeing the goal, was a little surprised to see a boy in ordinary clothes who looked like a goal. Like the back garden of my own home, I got into Ajax's youth team training ground!And behind him was a timid middle-aged man.This is simply a joke, there are strangers in the dignified Ajax training ground!Where does this put my face?

What's even more exasperating is that this kid is still talking nonsense, "Trash! This level of shooting is not very good!"

He went up and grabbed He Xu, "Young man! What are you doing here? You can't just go in here."

Before He Xu could yell at him, his temporary father came up, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, we are here to participate in the trial training! We want to see Mr. Plock."

"Trial? Are you kidding me? Where are you from? Korea or Japan?"

After hearing this sentence, He Xu became even more angry, but his father still didn't give him a chance to get mad.

"We...we are Chinese!" After hesitating, He Xu's father said in broken English.

"Chinese can also play football?" After the security guard said this, he really hesitated. He really saw a Chinese who can play football recently.

At this time, He Xu finally couldn't stand it any longer. Relying on the strength of his current body, he shook his arm violently, shook off the security guard's hand holding him, and walked out of the training ground regardless.He sneered back: "What? Could it be that the Chinese can't play football, so you are very good as the uncrowned king?"

The chaos at the entrance of the training ground attracted the attention of Rick Link, the director of youth training who came here today to inspect the work, and Ronald Koeman, the head coach of the first team, so the two quickly walked away with the head coaches of several different echelons. come over.Among the crowd was Robin Plock, the head coach of the B1 echelon, whom He Xu's father had mentioned.

After hearing what He Xu said, Rick Link felt very upset and looked at He Xu who was dissatisfied, and smiled sarcastically, "Hello! Chinese! You said you are coming... for a trial training?"

He Xu looked at his disdain and sarcasm, but did not speak, his father once again played the role of his spokesperson.He Xu couldn't help admiring again, this uncle can really steal the show.

"Yes! Sir, I am his father, my son is a striker, he is very powerful, he is very strong, he..."

Rick Link interrupted him, his sarcasm becoming more obvious, "Is he very powerful? Where is he so powerful?"

He Xu's father was speechless for a while, "This..., his that, he is the top scorer in our domestic high school league! He is also the best striker! Just before, he led the team to win the runner-up."

At this time, Rick Link, who heard the word "runner-up", would be as angry as He Xu who heard "Brazil". It must be not only him, but all Dutch people are like this.

Because in the finals of the World Cup in South Africa that just ended yesterday, his homeland once again fell in the finals, and was beaten in overtime by Spain, which also had not been involved in the Hercules Cup, and came second again.

At this time, the entire Netherlands was plunged into an atmosphere of grief and indignation, and the word "runner-up" was just like the "uncrowned king" that He Xu just mentioned, which could drive them crazy or even insane.

Rick Link said very directly: "Is it the Chinese game? I don't think it has any convincing. Can the Chinese play football? Well, sir, we are not in the mood to watch your performance here, I think you can Let's go!" Speaking of this, he also hesitated, and recently he actually met a Chinese who can play football.

When He Xu heard this sentence, he couldn't help but get angry. Chinese football has always been ridiculed. I remember that once on the set, he had a fierce conflict with a British actor because of discussing football.He took a step forward, opened his mouth and spoke fluent English, "Sir, I want to try out this matter, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with which country I come from, right?"

Rick Link just wanted to teach this kid a lesson, but He Xu had already run onto the field quickly, and kicked a football placed there viciously, the ball flew straight to the goal, and then hit the crossbar intersection of the columns.

After a loud bang, the goal shook.

"Wow! What a great power!" The players on the sidelines exclaimed in surprise.These teenagers who are generally fifteen or sixteen years old think that they don't have such power.

Only Martins, who scored the header just now, shook his head in disdain, "It's so easy!"

The players all paid attention to this guy at this time, and they also started talking, "Who is this kid?"

"I do not know!"

"Just now I heard that they are here for trial training!"

"Never mind! It's just that we can take a break and watch the excitement. Isn't it?"

In fact, after He Xu rushed out to kick the ball, he was also very surprised. According to his irritable but slightly black-bellied personality, he would not be like this in front of strangers.

Coupled with his professionalism as an actor, he shouldn't have done this, but this strong body made the movement just like it was out of control.But looking at the goal that was still shaking, He Xu also thought to himself: What a fucking match! Oh my god!
What made him more comfortable was the moment when he accelerated, the feeling that time seemed to stand still...

Rick Link was also taken aback, this kid's strength really doesn't want the Chinese.It's a bit like... Thinking of this, he looked back at Ronald Koeman.

The famous Dutch heavy gunner nodded in satisfaction and whispered, "Very good power!" Of course, what made him very satisfied was He Xu's speed and sense of no rhythm.

He Xu's father was also a little excited when he saw his son showing his hands so proactively, and then began to sell his son, "That! He is very fast, and he has a strong ability to predict, and... his The body is strong! Do you see it?"

"What is his position?" Seeing that Rick Link was silent, Koeman asked.

"Center! The position where you can score goals!"

"Yes! I am a Chinese who can score goals!"

If you can score a goal, didn't you miss that goal just now?Rick Link looked at He Xu, who turned back from the court and was still selling melons to Wang Po, and looked at He Xu's father, "Isn't he a little too short? As a center forward ..."

"Sir! He's only 16 years, four months and 21 days. He can still grow taller!"

Looking at the guy in front of him who was so nervous that he kept dripping sweat down his face, He Xu felt a long-lost feeling of sympathy.But then he thought about it again, this uncle's acting skills are really good!
Perhaps because he was worried that this trick would take away his role, He Xu spoke again, "Sir, being tall may not be very useful! Isn't it also possible to jump high?" He turned around and pointed to the man who just pushed in. The center forward who headed the ball, "I jump up to the same height as he jumps up."

Many of the players on the pitch stretched their necks and watched curiously, wanting to see how the first-team coaches and directors would deal with this kid.While everyone was watching and discussing, they suddenly saw this yellow-skinned guy pointing his finger at their boss.Immediately, someone said to Martins Jones fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Hey! Boss, he is obviously provoking you."

(End of this chapter)