Chapter 4: Young Madness ()

Maiyukov's whistle did not sound again, perhaps because there was no problem with the ball, or perhaps because Maiyukov himself was scared by this goal and forgot to blow the whistle. In short, his whistle did not sound.

After coldly questioning the opponent, Chen Yingxiong did not continue to stay in front of the goal. He turned around and walked down the field.

From the time when the coach was arrogantly ridiculing himself and his father, Chen Yingxiong did not plan to start his career in this team, regardless of whether he had the strength or not.

Others look down on themselves, there is no need to stay here with a calm face. This is a team that does not know how to respect people, especially the coach.

Although it is a giant in the Russian League, it does not have the temperament of a giant.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Chen Yingxiong walked straight to his father off the court.

"Let's go, dad." Chen Yingxiong leaned over and lifted the big backpack on the ground. He and his father were like this. He carried a bag and then carried a bag, traveling around Europe.

Chen Tao asked: "Just leave?"

Chen Yingxiong nodded: "Well, I don't want to look down on my team playing football."

Chen Tao thought for a while and felt that what his son said was very reasonable. If others look down on him, there is no need to touch others' cold butts.

but……

"Then we can only go home, hero."

"If you go home, go home. At worst, I can go to work!" Chen Yingxiong said firmly.

Deep down in Chen Yingxiong, of course, was not willing to give up his football dream like this. But the game has been over, what else can I do? The ending is impossible to change. If you lose, you lose. He lost the most critical game and lost the opportunity to advance.

The only thing he can do now is to...do his best to keep his dignity away from here.

"Let's go, dad!" Chen Yingxiong took the lead and left the training ground.

Chen Tao also felt sorry for his son, but what else can he do? They have put in all the efforts they can do, enduring difficulties that ordinary people cannot bear. The ending is unsatisfactory, and there is no way to do it. He put on his backpack and followed his son's footsteps.

The two of them turned around and left the training ground in full view of everyone.

Latish was stunned for a while, then suddenly grabbed Valery Minko beside him: "Go! Stay him for me!"

Mingke was a little surprised: "Who?"

"Who do you think it is?" Latish glared at the inexplicable subordinate.

"Uh...you really plan..." After figuring out who it was, Mingke became even more surprised.

"Give him a week's trial period, check his abilities up close and then make a decision." Latish gave orders to Minko and also made a decision.

The view that he had no talent before now seems wrong. His physical fitness is indeed quite excellent. If he can be used reasonably and special training for headers, he may not have gained nothing... At least he will be left for a week to try out to see how good he is.

When Mingke chased him out, Chen Yingxiong and his father were almost at the gate. These two people were quite easy to recognize. They carried large backpacks and each carried one of them, which was very conspicuous in the crowd. The CSKA Moscow is not the famous European club, and there are only a handful of foreign fans who have brought their entire family to watch the ball. So Mingke found his target at a glance in the crowd.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute..." He waved from behind and shouted. "Hey!"

However, the two people in front did not respond, did not turn their heads and listened.

He had no choice but to catch up with him...

Finally, they were intercepted at the gate.

Mingke, who was still gasping, didn't talk nonsense to Chen Yingxiong, and asked bluntly: "Do you want to stay and play football in the CSKA?"

He asked straightforwardly, and Chen Yingxiong answered straight to the point: "I don't want to do it at all!" There was no hesitation on his face.

Mingke didn't expect that he would get such an answer.

Of course he knew what the father and son did when they came to the training ground, and did he just hope that the team would give them a chance to try out, be favored by the team, and then sign a contract to become a professional player?

Now the boy in front of him has finally won Latish's "different look" through hard work. At this time, shouldn't he accept the trial training request from the CSKA without hesitation, and thank Latish for his magnanimity?

"What?" He thought he had heard it wrong.

"I said I didn't want to stay at CSKA to play football!" Chen Yingxiong paused word by word, saying very slowly in English, ensuring that the Russian in front of him could hear it clearly and would not have any questions.

"Have you thought it through?" Mingke was a little surprised. "I know...uh..."

He wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Yingxiong on the opposite side smiled.

It seems that the other party also knows something went wrong. He admires the embarrassment of the coach in front of him.

His smile angered Mingko, who was already a little embarrassed - the CSKA Moscow said that it is a Russian giant. As the team's coach, I am willing to convince you to stay in person, which is already very considerate. Boy! Don't be too arrogant!

"Don't think that if you can score a goal in the test just now, you have some capital... I tell you that it's just a youth team, and it may not be able to play as the main player..."

Chen Yingxiong directly interrupted the opponent: "I care what you are. Even if you call the main defense line of the first team, I can still score a goal above their heads!" Chen Yingxiong and Ming Kemao came on. Not to mention whether he can really blow up the main defense line of the CSKA in the game, you must not be discouraged in the first place, and you must be hard to the end!

Mingke laughed - why are you fighting with an arrogant and arrogant boy who doesn't know how much he has?

He shook his head: "I hope you think clearly, you must know better than me, what you are here for. This is your opportunity. But we will not always give you such opportunities."

"I don't care about the chance you give me at all. Look, I'm rejecting you now?" Chen Yingxiong shrugged and curled his lips. He, Chen Yingxiong, doesn't eat the food he gave me. "Anyway, letting me go is not my loss, but your loss."

Mingke even thought the big man in front of him was even more funny.

"Our losses? Ha..."

The ignorant is fearless!

He didn't want to talk nonsense with this idiot anymore, so he turned around and left.

If Latish asks after going back, he will finish his original words. I believe that anyone with normal IQ will have a judgment.

In fact, the same is true. After hearing what Minko reposted, Latish sneered: "In Sembras, Ignashevich and Berezuski brothers scored a goal? Ha!"

He smiled, and so did the others next to him.

Deividas Semberas is a Lithuanian international. Although he is only twenty-six years old, he has played for 43 times for the national team.

Sergey Ignashevich (Sergey Ignashevich) was 25 years old and played for the Russian national team twenty-one. He has long been the main central defender of the Russian national team. Before the 2004 European Cup, he withdrew from the national team due to injury, and Russia suffered a crushing defeat in that European Cup. Perhaps the only one who deserves praise is the only team that defeated the Greek team that cup champion...

The young Berezuski twin brothers, although they are only twenty-three years old, are already regular visitors to the Russian national team. The older brother Alexey Berezutskiy played for the country fourteen times and played as the left back. The younger brother Vasily Berezutskiy was selected for the national team ten times and played as the right back. They are also the main full-back of the CSKA Moscow.

These four people form the main back line of CSKA.

They are all at the national team level. How dare that Oriental boy say he can score goals on these people?

Latish shook his head and waved his hand: "Forget it. There is no need to get angry with a fool..." He now remembered that he actually used the youth team to accompany a fool to crazy. He felt regretful. Maybe this person's physical fitness is indeed excellent, and he has a little talent in heading, but what can such a performance mean? Anyone can do it. He is not interested in letting him join the CSKA, otherwise it would be a shame to the CSKA.

"I just refused directly, okay, hero?" Chen Tao asked his son beside him.

"What's wrong with it, Dad? Haven't you noticed what those people are doing to us? They are like watching an idiot clown!" Chen Yingxiong said angrily. At the training base, Dad asked himself to restrain himself and had nowhere to vent his anger. He had long been unhappy. He even felt that he was too polite to treat the coach just now. He should have flirted with something more ruthless, and the other party's seven orifices were the best.

"It's just that, you..." Chen Tao seemed even more unwilling than his son and couldn't think of it.

"Hey, didn't I say it? If it really doesn't work, go home to work. Nowadays, can you starve people to death? I'm so excited, dad. At worst, don't play professional football, just change your lifestyle. I was too decadent before, and I learned a lot after I came out." Chen Yingxiong patted his father's shoulder very much.

"What did you learn?" Chen Tao asked with interest.

"Uh..." Chen Yingxiong scratched the back of his head. "There are too many, I can't say it for a while... But if you want to be a hero, you can do it anywhere."

Chen Tao smiled at his confident son.

My son used to be quite confident, with physical advantages among his peers, and he also played football in the youth team of professional football clubs. He looked bright. However, during this trip to Europe, he was afraid that he would blow his son's confidence and completely give up on himself, and even began to deny his football life in the past twelve years...

Now it seems that his son is still confident. He feels relieved. He also agrees with his son that if he really wants to be a hero, he can do anything. No matter whether he still plays football or not in the future, he must have confidence in himself.

"Let's go, go back to the hotel. I will take you to visit Red Square tomorrow, the Kremlin... I have been out for a month, but I have never been to a single scenic spot. I can't explain it to your mother when I go back..."

Ruslan Panchenko, who had been observing by the side, felt it was time to appear on his own.

From Chen Yingxiong's father begging Moscow's CSKA assistant coach Latish on the training ground to Chen Yingxiong facing the entire defense line of the CSKA Youth Team alone, he kept failing and getting up, and finally scored that beautiful goal, he was a very serious audience next to him.

Next to the parking lot outside the CSKA training base, he stopped Chen Yingxiong and his father.

Chen Yingxiong looked at the man in front of him with malicious intentions - he regarded Panchenko as a lobbyist for the CSKA Moscow.

"Sorry, I've said I won't play football for you anymore." He expressed his opinions in English, looking very impatient.

Panchenko was not angry because of Chen Yingxiong's attitude, but asked with a smile: "Would you rather play for Zenit, St. Petersburg?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned for a moment.

He had never heard of the name Zenit of St. Petersburg.

"What team is that?" Chen Tao asked on behalf of his son. He knew nothing about the name and was very unfamiliar.

"A professional team in St. Petersburg was third in the Super League last season," Panchenko introduced. "You have excellent physical fitness, I think you have the qualities to be a professional player..."

Chen Yingxiong suddenly asked: "You don't charge any introduction fee, right?"

Pan Qinke was stunned by Chen Yingxiong's brainless question, and Chen Tao explained embarrassedly: "That's right, we were deceived in Italy before, and the other party also called themselves scouts..."

Ruslan Panchenko shook his head and smiled: "How could it be? I won't charge you a penny. I work for Zenit Club. I have a club responsible for my salary. I won't ask you for a ruble."

Chen Yingxiong still looked at the other party skeptically.

Panchenko also knew what the other party was suspicious of. When he arrived in a strange country, he had experienced being deceived, so he really had to be vigilant and look like a bad person.

He spread his hands: "I'm sorry, I don't have anything to prove my identity at the moment. But this is my phone number. You can think about it and make a decision after you have considered it clearly. At that time, please don't forget to call me." He said, writing down a phone number with a pen, writing his name on it, and handing it to Chen Yingxiong.

By the way, I formally introduced myself: "My name is Ruslan Panchenko, a scout from Zenit, St. Petersburg. This is my phone number." He pointed to the producer's series of numbers.

Then he spread his hands: "I just gave you a phone number, I didn't ask you for a penny, I hope you can trust me."

After saying that, he said goodbye to the two of them.

Chen Yingxiong and Chen Tao looked at the back of this scout who suddenly appeared, claiming to be Zenit, St. Petersburg, and was stunned for a while. Then Chen Yingxiong looked down at the phone number in his hand. After watching it for more than ten seconds, he stretched out his hand to Chen Tao.

"What are you doing?" asked the father.
Chapter completed!