Football: The immortal legend on the green field

Shen Bin sometimes feels that this world is pretty shitty. Zhu Han's letter not only told him about Dai Zhao's experience, but also happily told him that his name was on the new U19 national team training list. Not only him, but Mai Yi from Tianlun in Liaoning Province was also selected.

They will represent the country in the U19 World Cup Asian qualifiers group stage.

Shen Bin knew that Chen Tao had not received any notice from the Football Association. To say that it was because of Chen Tao's age was nonsense. Chen Tao was two years older than him. He was the youngest player in Liaoning Tianlun except himself, and was just the right age for next year's World Youth Championship. Zhu Han was already 19 years old this year. According to FIFA regulations, he would be 20 years old next year, and was obviously an over-age player. Mai Yi was one year older than Zhu Han. These things might fool outsiders, but they would never fool friends who lived together.

The head coach is none other than Gao Haoyang, who had coached his own team. It is not known whether the selection of teammates this time was Gao Haoyang's own idea or the idea of ​​the Football Association. Judging from the nature of the Chinese Football Association, it was most likely the idea of ​​the Football Association. Forcing things to happen and deceiving themselves are their specialties.

This result depressed Shen Bin. In the Liaoshen Tianlun team, his, Chen Tao and Dai Zhao's abilities were obviously much higher than those of the others.

But the result is so ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Dai Zhao's carefree image appeared before his eyes again. When he thought of Dai Zhao sweating profusely while moving bricks on the construction site, he felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

The first problem facing them was how to pay off the debt.

They borrowed a total of 53 yuan, including 2 yuan from Zhang Fan's parents, 2 yuan from his first coach Ge Jiayang, 5 yuan from coach Gao Haiyang, 5 yuan from Li Meng's parents, 30 yuan from Dai Zhao, and more than 9 yuan from other relatives and neighbors.

When they were in the hospital, the father and son only thought about how to get through the difficult times and did not make too many plans for the future. But now, this heavy debt is almost crushing the father.

Not only did my father go to the sanatorium on time every day to trim the flowers and plants, but he also did odd jobs in the gardens of wealthy families in the town after get off work.

I remember how I was dismissed from the Longjiang Jiajia team because I could not pay the training fees, how I was ruthlessly abandoned by the Liaosheng Tianlun team after I was seriously injured, how Ajax ignored me after they failed to get advertisements from domestic companies, and how those once familiar faces ran on the green field like me.

Fortunately, recalling the past did not make him fall into narrow anger and revenge. He now rethinks his experiences with a broader perspective and a more pragmatic attitude.

His scrutiny was not limited to himself, he also observed others in his memory. His vision was not fixed on himself, but he tried to observe the whole incident from different angles with the eyes of others.

Sometimes he would use the words and deeds of the characters in the book to examine himself, or even criticize himself...

However, these reflections and criticisms cannot replace his inner painful struggle.

He cut off his thoughts sadly.

In addition to money, there are other problems facing him, and he is now worried about his future life path.

He thought that he was already 16 years old and no longer a child, and that he should take on some of the pressure of life for his father, who was not even years old but already had gray hair.

Children from poor families have to grow up early. No matter where they are, they have to start planning their own life. However, apart from playing football, they have no skills to make a living.

This means that even if he wants to live like an ordinary person, he still has a lot to learn from scratch.

He no longer hopes to play football again. He wants to be an ordinary person and live like an ordinary person, but he doesn't know where to start.

It is estimated that whether it is the Football Association, which brags about its political achievements, or Ajax, which defrauds large amounts of advertising fees, they all hope to make him disappear from people's sight without a trace.

Let time erase people's memories. The Football Association does not want them to appear in public again, which may make them lose face. Ajax does not need a patient who retired before his football even started...

After his father realized that he was not cut out for school, he had a heart-to-heart talk with him and told him that if he still wanted to play football, he could go and try again.

He cried that night, and cried very sadly. After crying, he told his father that he didn't want to be a professional player anymore, but he would not give up football. He could treat football as a hobby like his father and his old friends.

He told his father that he wanted to go to Amsterdam to see if he could find a part-time job first, and then look for a stable job opportunity.

However, his environment and situation determined that his future plans could not be divorced from reality. From a realistic perspective, he felt that the only thing he could be sure of in the future was to go out and explore the world while he was still young.

This time he won't think about football, nor will he consider or worry about anything. He doesn't need a plan, nor a goal, he will just go wherever he can and whatever he can achieve will be what he achieves.

He was in his prime, strong and healthy, with plenty of energy. He could do odd jobs, carry stones and wood. As long as he was willing to endure hardships, he would not end up with nothing.

Unfortunately, he knew that this was just his wishful thinking.

I spent more than ten days in Amsterdam, applying for jobs at more than a dozen employers based on job ads in newspapers. However, I was rejected either because of my age or skin color, or because I did not have the corresponding academic qualifications.

At nine o'clock in the morning on May 5, Shen Bin had to go to the municipal government recruitment point.

The situation in Western European countries is just the opposite of China. In China, civil servants are scrambling for positions, and only one in a hundred is selected in the annual civil service examination. But here, no one is willing to be a public official, except for senior managers.

He originally thought that there shouldn't be a huge crowd here, or at least there would be a long queue. However, when he got here, it was deserted. Apart from himself, he didn't see any other applicants.

The recruitment point was on the second floor. As he went up the stairs, he worriedly wondered if he had gone to the wrong place.

The corridor on the second floor was also quiet. It was not until I reached the end of the corridor that I saw a recruitment poster written in German next to a door.

The font on the recruitment poster is very neat and the content is even more solid. It recruits district managers, trainee accountants in the finance department, public legal consulting lawyers, general community service personnel, stadium security, stadium cleaning, stadium vegetation maintenance, and more than a dozen subjects with a total of hundreds of positions.

Shen Bin walked into the office and saw a middle-aged white woman with short hair who was checking the forms one by one and sorting them into different file bags.

The lady looked up and began to observe him.

The two looked at each other, and the lady asked, "Are you here to apply for a job?"

Shen Bin was not mentally prepared for this question. He was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted. He nodded and said, "Yes, I'm here to apply..."

"Japanese? Or Chinese?"

"Chinese."

“Which position are you applying for?”

"Stadium security or stadium cleaning or something like that..." Shen Bin mumbled, his face flushed. He had no education or diploma, so it was just wishful thinking for him to be a manager, accountant, lawyer, or something like that.

I had no choice but to choose these lower-paying jobs.

The lady looked at Shen Bin, who was a little embarrassed, and smiled, "Have you ever had similar work experience before?"

"No, this is my first time looking for a job." He felt even more embarrassed.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged woman frowned.

Just as he was about to leave, the middle-aged lady spoke again, "You can fill out your resume first."

Then he handed Shen Bin a form.

Shen Bin took it, filled out the form as required in a few minutes, and then handed it to the lady.

After reading the resume, the lady looked up at Shen Bin in surprise, "You can call me Aunt Snowa. Son, you are so unlucky to be selected by Ajax. My kid can only try out in some small clubs, and no one wants him. Hasn't your injury recovered yet?"

Shen Bin smiled bitterly, "I don't know either. My family owes a lot of money for the treatment of my injured leg. I don't have the money for a follow-up check-up. Because of my injury history, no team will want me."