Legendary Road

The cheers in the Westfalenstadion were loud, and Goetze, wearing the No. 10 jersey, slowly walked out of the player tunnel with the golden ball in his hand.At that moment, tens of thousands of fans in the stadium stood up at the same time, shouting his name.

"Gotze! Gotze!"

This is the first major honor he has received in his life. Gotze happily showed the heavy golden ball to tens of thousands of fans, and turned around to give coach Yan Jing a warm hug.

But at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly broke in.

"Robbery, don't move!"

At the same time, the Golden Ball trophy in his hand disappeared.

Hey, hey, give me back the golden ball!

Gotze, who woke up from the dream, opened his eyes suddenly, and found that his eyes were pitch black, with warm palms covering his eyes, and only a few faint rays of light slipped in through the fingers.

Confused, he tried to struggle a few times, but he couldn't dispel the darkness in front of him. He recalled the voice in the dream. At this moment, he finally realized something, leaned against the tree, stiffened his body and spoke tremblingly.

"But... I, I have no money..."

Yan Jing endured a lot of pain with a smile. He placed the football he just took from Gotze on top of the opponent's head, and said seriously: "Let the ball fall and you will be finished."

"What..."

Man, can't you say individual?I can't do this!

Gotze, immersed in the tragic BGM alone, silently prepared to die with the enemy.

He hypnotically recited "I'm Superman, I'm Superman, and the world is not saved" dozens of times in his mind, and then, before the football fell from his head, he raised his leg and kicked forward.

Fortunately, it hit the nail on the head.

...Damn it!Why was he attacked by this little idiot again!

Yan Jing, who was kicked to the crotch, subconsciously let go of his hand covering Gotze's eyes, and squatted on the ground, with the words "I am in great pain" written on his face.

Gotze, who had regained his sight, wanted to run away immediately, but before that, he saw Yan Jing squatting, and there seemed to be a faint footprint in his crotch.

"..."

Gotze raised his feet to look at the soles of his shoes and knew that he had done something wrong again, so he started to activate the special skill "Anyway, I just don't know anything about LV. MAX", bent down and picked up the ball on the ground and hugged it in his arms , and then greeted Yan Jing with a smirk.

"...Hey, boss, good afternoon?"

Fortunately, Gotze's kick brought only a short period of labor pain. After the pain basically disappeared, Yan Jing stood up and looked at the smirking Goce with embarrassment.

"Good afternoon, Mario...By the way, can you stop practicing shooting today?"

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"Mario, stand up and keep your stomach tight, lock your heels, and point your toes down. When you hit the ball with the back of your feet, be careful not to deform your movements." In the training ground next to Westfalen, Yan Jing is doing the foot shape of Götze's shot. Corrected, "Also, remember to tighten the muscles in the front of your thigh after shooting, or you may injure your meniscus."

After warming up, Gotze stood about 20 meters away from the goal. He bowed to fasten some loose shoelaces, got up and nodded towards the scenic spot: "Got it!"

"Then let's try."

Yan Jing saw that Gotze was ready, so he kicked the ball over. Gotze immediately turned sideways, raised his leg when the ball was falling, and kicked the ball with his straight instep.

Yan Jing turned his head and saw that the ball spun forward and flew out of the baseline along the crossbar of the goal.

Gotze, who failed to send the ball into the net, curled his lips, ran over to fetch the ball and handed it back to Yan Jing without saying a word: "Again! We were almost there just now—"

Yan Jing smiled and took the ball with one hand, and touched Gotze's head with the other: "Okay, let's try again."

But this time Gotze kicked more outrageously than the last time. When he took the ball, Gotze missed the right part of the ball. The ball flew directly into the sky, and then accurately hit the branches of a big tree next to the training ground. After shaking it twice, there was no sign of falling.

"...Boss, I'm going to pick up the ball."

Gotze trotted under the tree, looked up at the tree that was much taller than him, and tried to reach the ball on tiptoe, but he was disappointed to find that he couldn't reach it at all.

Just when Gotze was about to climb the tree, Yan Jing ran over with another ball in his arms. He patted Gotze on the shoulder: "Hey, Mario, try to kick that ball down with this."

Gotze looked at the ball in Yan Jing's hand and hesitated: "But in case the kick is not right..."

"You can play accurately, think about those beautiful goals you scored in the game last season." Yan Jing encouraged, "I think you must be able to do it easily."

Gotze decided to try after hearing this. He stepped back more than ten meters, took the ball thrown by Yan Jing and placed it on the ground, aimed at the ball stuck in the tree, took a deep breath and kicked the ball there.

However, the ball was slightly lower, and it bounced back after hitting the tree trunk. Goetze subconsciously raised his foot to meet the ball and volleyed beautifully non-stop.

Yan Jing, who was standing just under the tree, caught the ball accurately. He turned around and gave Gotze a thumbs up.

"Look, it's easy, isn't it?"

"I didn't think too much about kicking the second time just now... and it really hit!"

Goetze ran over happily, but found a small branch that had been cut off on the ground. He looked up again to see that a branch was indeed broken where the ball got stuck just now.

Gotze felt a little guilty: "Boss, I seem to have kicked a branch off..."

Yan Jingshun saw the branch in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he suggested to Getze: "It doesn't matter, we can ask the administrator to borrow a small shovel, and then replant it in the ground, let it start to grow on its own." second life."

"Boss, you're so smart! I'm going to borrow a shovel!"

Getze's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it, and he ran towards the training ground administrator as if he was afraid that the branch would not be able to save him a second later.

Yan Jing bent down to pick up the severed branch. Although the fresh green leaves on the branch had been separated from his countless family members, they still exuded the vitality of life. Under the sunlight, they reflected a soft light that touched people's hearts, reflecting Ge Ze The running back full of vigor made him want to sigh, "Youth is so good——".

Getze soon came back with two small shovels. He ran over in a hurry and handed a shovel to Yan Jing without a break: "Boss, where are we planting?"

Yan Jing took the shovel, looked around the training ground, and finally pointed to an open space not far away.

"How about the place facing the BVB09 logo? I think if this tree can grow very tall, you might be able to see the inside of the Westfalenstadion if you sit on the tree in the future."

Gotze agreed with Yan Jing's proposal very much: "Then just plant it there!"

The two walked to the open space and squatted down to start planting trees. During the period, Gotze accidentally spilled soil on himself, making the jersey dirty.

Gotze ran back and forth, and with such a move, he was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

When the branches were finally firmly fixed in the mound, Gotze was obviously happier than being tired. He lifted the corner of the jersey and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then stood up, stretched his waist, and moved around A little numb leg: "This is OK!"

Yan Jing also stood up, and immediately saw the mud marks on Gotze's forehead because he wiped it with his jersey. He walked over and carefully wiped the mud away bit by bit with his palm.

The temperature on Gotze's forehead was lower than that of Yan Jing's palm due to the evaporation of sweat. He moved his eyes down and caught a glimpse of the mud marks on his jersey. Only then did he realize that he had just wiped the mud on his head. Wipe yourself.

Yan Jing picked up the ball next to him: "Okay, let's go back to the court and continue shooting."

"Okay! I will definitely kick in later!"

"It's certainly not a problem for you to practice a few more times."

That small branch, reflecting the backs of the two people leaving, began to desperately absorb the nutrients provided by the earth, hoping that one day it would grow into a towering giant tree.

Gotze returned the borrowed shovel and looked at Yan Jing before kicking the ball: "By the way, boss, do you plan to treat me to a glass of Haagen-Dazs after training?"

"Oh, well——" Yan Jing dragged his voice and pointed to the ball on the ground, "Looking at your performance, if your shooting percentage can exceed 50.00%, I'd be happy to buy you a drink."

"That `s a deal!"

Goetze agreed to Yan Jing's request, and then began to repeat the monotonous but fun shooting practice again and again.

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In the end, Gotze's performance made Yan Jing still unable to save a cup of Haagen-Dazs. After taking a shower in the shower, Gotze followed Yan Jing into the cold drink shop, and unceremoniously ordered a glass of Haagen-Dazs, which is very expensive for him. ice cream.

Yan Jing didn't order. He watched Gotze tasting the ice cream with relish, and suddenly remembered some trivial things, and said, "Mario, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the South Stand with you to watch the Dortmund game in the future."

"Ah?" Gotze swallowed the ice cream in his mouth, looked up at Yan Jing in confusion, "Why?"

Although he will report to the U14 team as soon as this summer is over, what does this have to do with going to the game together?

Yan Jing pretended to be mysterious: "This is a secret, I don't want too many people to know—"

"What secret?" Gotze looked over curiously, "Tell me boss, I promise not to tell it!"

Yan Jing didn't intend to whet Gotze's appetite, he believed that Gotze would not talk about it everywhere: "Because Mr. Zorke recommended me as Mr. Van Marwijk's assistant coach, so I can't do anything in the future. Continue to watch the game in the South Stand, but can only watch the game from the coach's bench."

"...Eh?!" Gotze was shocked, he didn't know what to say, "Really?! No... I mean, will you work with the first team from now on, boss?"

Yan Jingjing nodded, while Getce seemed much more excited than when Yan Jinggang heard the news.

"It's so cool! Boss, I thought you could do it! In the future, I will watch the game with Marko and the others and I can see you on the bench—by the way, Boss, can you help me ask Rosicky and the others for help?" Sign it?!"