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Kennady Popovich, the youth training director of Zenit in St. Petersburg, shook his head.

"I can't tell if he has anything good... his level is quite mediocre. That guy Ruslan is wrong, right?" he commented.

Just like it has been performed countless times before, Chen Yingxiong on the court performed very mediocrely. He did not cooperate well with his new teammates and had no highlights in his own abilities.

"The body is excellent, but unfortunately the skills under the feet are too rough. As long as you press, you can't even stop the ball..." Another coach, Nikolay Vorobjov, was also shaking his head. "The shooting skills are not very good... I think this is a waste of time..."

Chen Tao observed the coaches' expressions from afar. When he saw several coaches shaking their heads one after another, his heart was tight...

When I came to Europe, I realized what my true level was, my son who had always been my proud one. It is not necessary to be able to play in China. You should know that European football standards are countless times higher than those in China, and my son is still an unknown person in China...

Although I know that my son's level may not meet the requirements of Europeans, what else can I do besides playing football?

Because of this, I gritted my teeth and insisted that my son would transfer Europe - maybe a club would like to him? He felt that what caused his son to be in poor quality was definitely not that his son had no talent, but that his son received too low training in China when he was a child. As long as he could stay in Europe and receive high-level training, his son's level would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

This father who didn't know much about football did not know that the 18-year-old Chen Yingxiong had lost the best shaping period. Many of his technical movements have been fixed. The bad habits he developed in playing football in China are really powerful and difficult to change. In the eyes of those professional coaches, it is a pity that Chen Yingxiong has grown so big, but cannot return to exert his energy in this body.

Scout Ruslan Panchenko, who brought Chen Yingxiong and his father to St. Petersburg, also watched. So far, Chen Yingxiong's performance is not very good. If these performances alone, of course it would be impossible to impress the team's chief scout Panchenko.

He even wondered if he had misunderstood. Could it be that the boy's header yesterday was just lucky... Wait! Header?

By the way, it's the header!

He walked towards the coaches.

"Ah, you're here just in time, Ruslan. Look at the people you brought..." Popovich pointed at Chen Yingxiong and said to Panchenko, "I'm not surprised that the people in the CSKA look down on him!"

"I don't like him as he is now." Panchenko surprised everyone around him as soon as he opened his mouth - did he also plan to give up this person and admit that he had misunderstood?

But he continued, "So I'll give you a suggestion - let the team's wingers kick the ball from the wing and feed him the ball at a high altitude."

"Is his head good?" Popovich asked. "You know, not all the big men use their heads well." He pointed to his forehead.

"From my observation yesterday... he does have the strength in heading. I think why don't you try it?"

After saying that, he turned his attention to assistant coach Vladimir Borovikia, who had never spoken.

Borovikia is the team's assistant coach and the reserve team's head coach. The real head coach Vlastimil Petrzela is only responsible for the first team affairs. Many times the entire Zenit team is responsible for this assistant coach. What's more, Petzera is now being upset by the media. The media are hyping up his conflicts with the club's senior management. A few days ago, his words to criticize the club's chairman were infinitely amplified. Now Petzera is not on the team at all.

There are rumors that the Zeni Club in St. Petersburg has found a successor for the Czech coach, that is the famous Dutch coach, dick advocaat.

As an assistant brought by Petzela from the Czech Republic when he took office, if Petzela was dismissed, his fate would probably be similar. However, as a qualified and professional assistant coach, as long as he is still in this position for one day, he has to consider his work for a day. Therefore, he is worried about the team's recruitment and management of these things as always.

Borovikia told Popovich, who is responsible for youth training and first-team training: "Let them change their tactics, focus on the wing, use crosses as the main tactics, and use high balls more often."

Obviously, he believed Panchenko's words.

Popovich walked to the sidelines and signaled that coach Nikola Larionov, who played guest, to suspend the game and he wanted to re-arrange the tactics.

When Chen Tao saw the game being suspended, he thought that the trial would end in failure again. He was a little depressed, and the last glimmer of hope was already shaking and could be extinguished at any time.

Chen Yingxiong saw the referee stop the game, and then another coach walked onto the court... He thought it must be that the other coach could not bear to see his performance, so he terminated the test early.

A huge sense of disappointment came to Chen Yingxiong, but he did not knock him down. He was just unwilling to give up - the game had only been around for more than ten minutes, so at least I would have finished this game? After this game, you will see my performance again in fifty minutes. I am completely familiar with my teammates. I just went up for more than ten minutes and asked me to come up with results... If I really had this ability, I wouldn't be here, I stayed in Feyenoord, Eindhoven, Udinese and so on!

I have worked very hard, give me a little more time, give me a little more time, I will definitely... not disappoint you! I believe I can score goals, I have a body, a header, and pass the football to me from the air! He really wants to shout at his temporary teammates like this, but unfortunately he doesn't speak Russian, and he doesn't understand what his teammates say.

Helplessly, Zenit obviously did not plan to give him such time.

He turned around and walked down the field. He didn't want to be driven out of the field. He had to leave by himself if he wanted to leave, so that he could walk with dignity.

When Chen Tao saw his son walking towards him, he knew that he had finished playing this time.

He carried a large travel bag on the grass and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Larionov, who temporarily came to play the referee, called him: "Chinese!"

Chen Yingxiong turned around and looked at him.

"Where are you going?"

"Isn't the game over?" Chen Yingxiong asked with his hands spread out.

Larionov smiled: "It's just a pause. Now the game is about to start over and go back to your position!"

Chen Yingxiong thought he had heard it wrong, but looking at Larionov's gesture, he really asked him to go back. He was stunned and didn't know what kind of expression he should have appeared on his face.

At this time, his father's voice rang off the court: "Why are you still standing there? Go back quickly!"

Chen Yingxiong turned around and saw his father waving at him, signaling him to return to the field.

He then turned around and ran to the frontcourt.

The game started over and Chen Yingxiong soon discovered that the game had changed. Before, everyone was looking for ground cooperation with him to see how he was doing.

But now, the football was quickly divided into the wing, and then two wing players took turns to kick the ball.

When the football flew up from the side and flew to the center of the penalty area, something suddenly appeared in Chen Yingxiong's mind - such as the flying trajectory of the ball, its landing point, when is the best time to grab the point... and so on.

Although headers were his best scoring weapon when he played in domestic clubs in the past, he never had such a clear concept of "focusing on top" - before, he just relied on a very, very vague concept, and then jumped up with intuition, and if he could reach it, he would not reach it, and if he could not reach it, he would not reach it. Why could he reach it? Why didn't he reach it? He didn't know.

But now, he knew that if he did this, he would be able to match football...

He was frightened by the sudden feeling, and I don’t know what happened. This was the first time he had played football for twelve years...

Although he knew clearly how to hit the ball, Chen Yingxiong's body did not move. He was completely stunned by the situation just now, so he forgot what he should do.

The football was directly pushed out by the opponent's central defender who jumped up, while Chen Yingxiong stood below and looked up, without any reaction.

"Hey, Ruslan..." Popovich pointed to the court.

Panchenko had no expression on his face and said nothing.

The other coaches didn't say anything. This was just a chance and could not explain any problem. You need to look at more examples to draw a conclusion.

Popovich, who was self-infant, murmured: "Okay OK, let's continue to appreciate..."

Chen Tao was also confused when he saw that his son did not fight for the top, but was stunned below.

What's wrong with my son today?

Now is not the time to be distracted on the court! This is the last chance. If we can't catch it, we who have no money can only buy two air tickets immediately and fly back to China overnight...

Chen Yingxiong came to his senses, patted his forehead, feeling annoyed by his indifference just now. No matter what the situation was, it would always be helpful to him. He doesn't have time to worry about why and how this situation happened. He just needs to try hard to push the football into the goal, and he has to prove his ability to the coaches on the sidelines.

Next time, I will never miss the next opportunity!

So, pass the ball to me, guys!

When the football came to the side road again, Chen Yingxiong raised his arms high.

His temporary teammate faithfully executed Popovich's instructions, shook the angle and then directly crossed it!

That feeling came to my mind again!

Chen Yingxiong was sure that this was not an accident, and he didn't care about why it was like this, so he rushed to the best point according to the instructions of his feelings.

This time, when Zenit Youth Central Back Alexandr Krootkov was about to jump and head the ball to clear the ball, he found that a huge monster had suddenly appeared beside him!

Chen Yingxiong is tall and above!

He almost flew up!

"Wow—" Someone on the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim.

Panchenko, who had been expressionless before, smiled.

Chen Yingxiong thought he would encounter obstacles. When he jumped up, he was ready to knock all the obstacles in front of him away. He didn't care whether it was a foul or not. Anyway, if you dare to block my path, you will die!

As a result, there was nothing, and there was only football in front of him. The opponent's central defender had just started to take off and was far from threatening him.

He almost instinctively shook his head...

He felt the claw of his forehead hitting the football, and the feeling disappeared instantly.

The next second, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes that the football was already in the goal...

Zenit Youth goalkeeper Mikhail kerzakov made a save - he waved his arm as if he was greeting the football flying into his goal: "Hi, hello, little ball!"

Popovich was not stunned by Chen Yingxiong's header. He was dissatisfied with his players' performance. He roared at the court: "Alexander! What are you doing? Defend! Defend him!"

Alexander Krotkov wanted to defend himself, not that he did not defend, but that he had no time to defend - when he was still looking for the landing point for football, the opponent had already jumped up, as if he had already judged the landing point and headed straight for football...

He didn't have time!

But Popovich obviously didn't want to listen to his explanation, so he waved and shouted: "Don't let him jump so easily next time!"

But the situation has not improved as Popovich hoped.

When the football was passed high to the goal again, although Krotkov jumped up this time, he was stuck behind him by Chen Yingxiong. In terms of judging the landing point, it was obvious that Chen Yingxiong was better than him.

It was blocked by a giant 1.92 meters tall and weighing 93 kilograms behind him. It was obviously impossible to hit the ball unless... a foul.

But before he could foul, Chen Yingxiong had already shook his head and directed the football back point!

This time the football did not fly into the goal, but hit the crossbar directly!

A crisp sound of "bang!" hit everyone present.

Some people even shook their bodies involuntarily when the football hit the crossbar...

"Damn..." Popovich was a little annoyed to see that he had trained players so poorly. Now, in front of the assistant coach, he lost his master...

It seems that he is really dissatisfied with Krotkov's performance. Borovikia turned to Popovich and said: "Tell the players to strengthen the defense in the middle of the penalty area and cause trouble for him regardless of everything. Also..." He considered it and added. "The defense was allowed and encouraged to stop him with fouls."

After hearing this, the other coaches were stunned for a moment - strengthening the defense, they agreed. The youth team's defense was too bad just now, maybe because of underestimating the enemy. But no matter what, they should not make such mistakes under the nose of the assistant coach. But will it be too much to allow and encourage the defense by fouls...

Popovich had no questions about this decision. He strode onto the court with a gloomy face.

"Suspend! The game is suspended!" He was in a bad mood and shouted at Larionov.

Seeing Chen Yingxiong scored a beautiful header, another header hit the crossbar, and the difference between the goal was slightest, Chen Tao clenched his fists happily off the court.

Good, son!
Chapter completed!