Ice Shooter of the Green Field

Qi Ce could feel that Zhou Feng was very caring about himself. After talking about the beauty of the Rhine Valley on the way, Qi Ce was in his heart and wanted to go there, but this time he definitely didn’t have time to travel so far in Europe. I had no choice but to give up.

　　 But Zhou Feng arranged for the Mainz Hilton Hotel on the banks of the Rhine River. It is not cheap to stay in such a river-view room, and Qi Ce himself certainly cannot afford the money.

Open the curtains to enjoy the beautiful view of the Rhine. If you like, you can order a cup of coffee or juice at the terrace cafe downstairs, read a novel in the wind of the river, look up, and occasionally one or two ships will pass by on the Rhine. The ship, which may be a cruise ship, a cargo ship, or a work boat for cleaning the river surface, slowly sailed into the port after a long sound or two.

　　 The Rhine River where the hotel is located is the city center of Mainz, and the suburbs are on the other side of the river. There are no high-rise buildings, and it looks peaceful in the afterglow of the sunset.

　　 Qi Ce holding a glass of juice in his hand, sitting in the terrace restaurant of the Hilton Mainz, facing the Rhine River in a trance, the waiter couldn't help but glance at him when he walked past Qi Ce.

　　 Although not handsome, but at least not ugly, not boasting, okay, boasting, Qi Ce thinks his eyes have inherited his mother's double eyelids, and they look pretty...deep? Coupled with the age of maturity that does not match the appearance, there is a different melancholic temperament.

　　 The melancholy boy in the mysterious East, let the young hotel waitress secretly exclaim, wow, so handsome!

　　 In fact, Qi Ce's eyes are not meaningful, he is really distracted, to be precise, he is now on the virtual stadium.

　　 [New task: score at least three goals in the trial match to complete the progress 0/3, task reward: football currency *10, intermediate language skill book *1]

　　 came too timely!

　　 Qi Ce secretly applauded, and after looking around the vending machine, he found that the language skill book was quite expensive, and the basic skill book cost 100 football coins. I was having a headache. I didn't expect it to be delivered.

　　 But, I have to score three goals in the trial match...

　　 Qi Ce has a headache. The hat trick is not so easy even in the second team. What kind of opponents will he face when he comes to Europe this time?

After all, it’s already night. Although it’s summer, the weather in Germany doesn’t have a big temperature difference throughout the year, and summer is not too hot. It’s already a bit cool at this time, so I drank all the juice in my glass and drank it back. Arrived in the room.

The imaginary game did not come soon. Early the next morning, Wu Jiawen sent Qi Ce to the training ground without Zhou Feng’s guidance. Today Huangbeard Smith did not come to receive them again. After bidding farewell to Wu Jiawen, Qi Ce entered alone. Training base.

　　 Compared with the Chongming football base built in recent years, to be honest, this place can be called tattered, with a sense of historical heaviness. As Qi Ce walked, he was observing the surroundings, and a person came to face him.

　　 It looks like he is also a teenager. He should be a player here. He has blond hair and freckles around his nose.

　　 "Ah! It's you, the kid who made mistakes yesterday!" The freckled boy raised his head and saw Qi Ce, and screamed. He speaks English, Qi Ce can understand.

However, Qi Ce did not care about the provocation of the teenager. The actual age is already 30 years old, and the blood is still there, but obviously he will not be irritated by such a child. Instead, he gave a smile to indicate that he noticed him, and then walked from him. Walked over.

　　 "You ignore me? Hey! Maybe you don't understand English?" The freckled boy seemed to punch the cotton, feeling a little aggrieved.

　　 "No, I can understand and speak." Qi Ce turned around and said, "I am wrong, I should say hello to you."

　　 "You must not pass the trial training here! Your skills are so bad!" The freckled teenager immediately became triumphant again: "If it were me, I wouldn't make such a mistake even a hundred times!"

　　 "Who knows." Qi Ce shrugged: "In order to pass the trial, I think I should go to training."

　　 "If you don't believe me, I can compete with you!"

"There will be a chance."

After getting rid of the teenager, Qi Ce came to the court. It was too early and there were not many people. Soon the freckled teenager ran over with a bag of football. Seeing him in training uniforms, Qi Ce remembered that he had seen him yesterday. This person is the one standing in the front among the onlookers.

Freckles threw a football over. Qi Ce stopped and then turned upside down a few times. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the freckled teenager start to perform. He could steadily stop the football with his feet, knees, head, shoulders and even his back. The teenager looks quite arrogant, but he is definitely not as good as him in this aspect.

　　 "Hey, did you see it!" The freckled teenager put the ball on his head to prevent it from falling. While shouting from a short distance, Qi Ce stopped the ball, put one hand on his waist, and gave a thumbs up.

　　 The boy also stopped the ball and shouted angrily: "Isn't it the game? Why did you stop?"

　　 "I didn't say I want to play against you."

　　 "But you said there will be a chance."

　　 "That's not now either."

　　 "Not now, maybe there will be no chance in the future! You must not pass the trial!"

　　 Qi Ce scratched his head helplessly. Didn't it mean that most Germans are very stable? Why is this person different?

"Victor! Uh, and you... Oh, it was yesterday. Come and clean up the ball and prepare for today's training!" The appearance of the youth training coach helped Qi Ce get out of the siege. It was also the coach who supervised himself yesterday. Before leaving, he was formally introduced to Zize. He was called Peter Neustedt.

On the second day of the trial training, they were basically no different from ordinary youth players. First, they ran laps, warmed up, and then randomly mixed groups for basic training. The main content was still passing and receiving the ball. I don’t know if it’s lucky or unfortunate. Qi Ce There happened to be the freckled teenager in's group just now.

His name is Victor Meyer. He is only 15 years old this year. He is a midfielder. He is one of the best U15 members of Mainz Youth Training. He often trains with a youth team one or two years older than him, even if he is a few years older than him. Here, for the year-old child, his technique is also one of the best.

　　 is as great as his football skills and his arrogant temper. He is also well-known in the youth team. Chicai Aowu may be described as such a young man.

During training, Mayer seemed to target Qi Ce deliberately. Every time he passed to Qi Ce during short pass training, the strength on his feet was always uncontrollable, which made Qi Ce very uncomfortable. Now his level has grown. However, stopping the ball is still not Qi Ce’s strong point. At the time when he just crossed back, Qi Ce’s stopping attribute was still 6. It would have increased if he didn’t rely on the new star birth skills for the most part of the year, but it has been added up to now. Two points have passed and it is now 8.

　　 Passes that are generally not difficult to train, this data is completely sufficient, but facing the intentional mischief of the talented football teenager, Qi Ce feels a little uncomfortable.

　　 The ball bounced around for a while, and for a while, it was extremely strong, and then it was a half-high ball to the knee. Qi Chegao resisted and made some mistakes.

　　 "You saw it, you definitely can't stay here!" During the rest, Qi Ce was drinking water by himself, Meyer chatted loudly with his teammates, and happened to see Qi Ce on one side.

Zize looked at him, recalling whether he had ever heard of a star named Victor Meier in his previous life. Because of his career in football and his own hobbies, Zize had a deep understanding of European football. Mainz was also perennial. The Bundesliga powerhouses can pay attention from time to time, but I have never heard of such a person.

　　 But Meyer’s skills are indeed very good. In football, if you want to deliberately make things difficult for ordinary people, professional players can do it. To make things difficult for Qi Ce, a professional player with good strength, he must have a very high level.

　　 "No one has told you that your technique is really good, but is your personality very bad?" Qi Ce put down the kettle and looked up at the boy. He was not angry, but these words obviously angered the other party.

"What are you talking about? You bastard! You're just a foreigner, a foreigner who will get out in a few days, but I don't mind teaching you a good lesson before you go!" The freckled face twisted into a ball. The originally pretty face looks very unbearable at this time~www.wuxiahere.com~ Many stars have their own personalities, but it is difficult to become a star with your personality. Maybe you will understand in the future. "Qi Ce is not worried that the opponent will really beat him up. Although several teammates are on Meier's side, they certainly won't make him really impulsive.

　　 "Don't say it so amazing! Think about your skills, it sucks! You are not qualified to say this to me! If one person becomes a star, it can only be me, you can never!"

　　 Under the persuasion of his teammates, Meyer cursed and left. Qi Ce looked at his back and then closed his eyes.

　　Meyer is annoying, but he is right. Technology is indeed Qi Ce’s weakness now.

　　 Taking advantage of the training break, Qi Ce entered the virtual stadium to check the vending machine. Sure enough, Meyer appeared on the list.

　　 This kid actually wants seven football coins!

　　 Qi Ce was secretly surprised. You must know that as the main player of the Chinese Super League, Bian Jun has only three. Although he is a Chinese Super player, Bian Jun is the main player of the adult team after all?

Surprised to surprise, Qi Ce still bought him and trained him in the virtual stadium. The great thing about the virtual stadium is that he can imitate the way any player plays in reality, and can even imitate the treatment. Qi Ce's way.

　　 The ball passed by Meyer was very difficult to receive. Qi Ce used it as a special training. After all, not all the passes in the game can just pass to the feet.

The short-term training on the virtual stadium did not have much effect. When the training resumed in the afternoon, Meier Zitzer had even greater opinions, and his level of difficulty rose a lot. Later, Neustedt saw it. Meyer's movements only improved slightly after reprimanding him.