Grassroots Glory

After the first day of activity, everyone else was okay. Zhou Tiancheng was very tired. After interacting with the children for a day, he was sweating.

"Brother Zhou, you are really engaged today. Tell me the truth, are you fancy that kid?" Brother Li of Adi asked Zhou Tiancheng in the car.

Zhou Tiancheng smiled: "Did you find it?"

The other person smiled: "This is not nonsense. Do you think the real focus of this activity is those children? It's not you!"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and waved his hand: "I finally know why you are so interested in me as a grass-rooted person. In fact, these children can also be the real focus. Pay more attention to them, and it’s not just like me. Two. China is so big, so many people, some are talented, and the masters are in the private sector!"

The other party was stunned and smiled: "I very much agree. But I just work and get money. You can talk to the gang of the Chinese Football Association. This is their job, so they don’t always sit in the office. It's time to make a decision to slap the ass... Ha! Come back to business, how come, I tell you to come to Xinjiang to see, do you think this trip is worth it?"

Zhou Tiancheng nodded: "It's really difficult to see in China, but I think it's really not easy for these children to play football."

The other party still smiled and said, "I really deserve to be the king of the ball, his eyes are too toxic."

Zhou Tiancheng directly ignored the flattery of the other party and gently smiled and continued: "This is the obvious thing. If these children just want to treat football as a hobby fun, then there is no problem. But if you want to play football to get ahead, then You have to undergo professional training to develop tactical awareness and discipline. This is not solved by talent. With these children's conditions, I estimate that few people can afford the cost of professional training."

Zhou Tiancheng finished speaking in one breath, the other side showed a look of admiration, and nodded and said, "A glance at the blood. Do you know why we chose Xinjiang this time instead of other places? Xinjiang is really a fertile ground for football, and there is no shortage of talent like this. Children. But they have no platform and no funds. Xinjiang even has a professional team, that is, there is no professional team on the China B platform. They want to let these children leave the country and go to other places. Just now You also said that this kind of condition is so easy!"

"Yo, Brother Li, okay, I have a lot of feelings. It seems that you are a true fan and I am very worried about Chinese football!"

"Hahaha! It used to be sad and useless anyway. It’s the same for a long time. Now you don’t have to worry anymore. Once in 800 years, our country can have a king like you and play the World Cup again, at least. We are not worried about the national football now!"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled, this is a joke. But looking at that, the other party's estimate is also this fact.

This is the current situation of domestic youth training. Those who can afford a regular football school are those with good family conditions and money. And what really talented children like Xinjiang?

They can use their talents to kill the Quartet in all levels of domestic youth competitions, but in the 19th and 20th years of age, the seedlings trained by the football school began to emerge in the first team of the Super League Club. Most of these youths with no platform, no financial support, and cultural barriers in Xinjiang can only play the four-year National Games, and then disband the arrangements waiting for their destiny. The ability to be selected into the national youth team may have the opportunity to play professional football, and the result will not be too bad. But most can only go back to their hometown to play wild football, and most geniuses are so wasted.

"In the end, brother Zhou, you haven't answered my question yet. Are you really interested in the kid named Nizamet?"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and did not answer.

...

The days when Zhou Tiancheng was there coincided with a regional game played by the "Desert Wolf" football team, which was played in the football field of an elementary school in the county. Zhou Tiancheng and their pedestrian were also invited to watch.

This is an opportunity for Zhou Tiancheng to observe from a close distance. From the beginning of the game, he has been sitting in the auditorium and has been driving his mobile phone to record video at close range.

There are not many viewers, but it is very convenient.

He hasn't watched this team play, and he looks forward to seeing if he can be as famous as he is, and it's a bit wolfish.

Of course, the focus of his lens is only Nizameti.

He did have some thoughts in his heart, but it was necessary to see how the child used his abilities in actual combat.

The rhythm of the competition is not strong. At this age, there is no physical confrontation. It is more about the talents of the two sides. The counterattack is the normal scene.

In this rhythm, Nizameti behaved calmly, standing in the front waist position, very organized core style. The opponent obviously knew that he was a dangerous person. At least two people came to take care of him when he took the ball, but Nizametti showed a calm attitude, found the air very quickly, and always passed the ball to the feet of his teammates accurately. There is a sense of rhythm under the feet.

The most outstanding game of the match was when he faced the imminent siege of three people at the front of the penalty area, turned around and dunked one, and then moved quickly to connect, a straight plug passed through the gap between the other two defensive players. , Accurately sent to the feet of the forward teammates in the penalty area.

Zhou Tiancheng was also slightly surprised. He didn't see Nizameti showing his defensive ability in the whole game, but in the offensive organization, Zhou Tiancheng can only say that his talent is outstanding!

The style is exactly like Riquelme, the last classical front waist master in football. Although the classic front waist can no longer keep up with the fast attack and defense trend of modern football, this is just a twelve-year-old! This means that the future plasticity is still unlimited. In Europe, this age group has not even begun to instill tactical awareness, and it is still at the stage of laying the foundation.

The "Desert Wolf" football team finally defeated their opponents 4:0. After this day's event, Zhou Tiancheng finally showed off: "Brother Li, I can answer your question now. I really like that Nizamet." , He has the potential to play professional football."

"So you want to..." The other party's eyes narrowed and smiled.

Zhou Tiancheng nodded: "You are right, I have all recorded. See Dortmund is not interested."

"You have to be careful in this matter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Brother Li advised him, "Have you asked their opinion? The children here haven't even gone home, let alone go abroad. Your wish is good, but not necessarily realistic. "

"Look at what you said, I don't force him. I will definitely ask for advice from him and his family. He doesn't want me and can't tie him. But I don't think they will refuse. The children here are not without Ideally, they dare not think about it. Such a brilliant genius should not be buried like this."

Zhou Tiancheng remembered an article he had learned in his student days, Tang Dynasty poet Han Yu on Qian Lima.

There are lovers, and then there are thousands of miles. Maxima often exists, but Bole rarely. Therefore, although there are famous horses, they are only humiliated by the hands of slaves, and the parallels die between the stables.

Zhou Tiancheng didn't dare to call Bole, a wise man, but he felt that Nizameti was indeed a Maxima, but fortunately he paid attention to it.

Such a Maxima should not die in parallel.

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