The Midfield Master

Early morning, Eindhoven, the Netherlands!

Huang Yifei and Eindhoven’s scout Aili are walking on the road in the Netherlands.

This is the first time Huang Yifei has set foot in Europe.

"Aili, where are we going now?"

As soon as he got off the plane, Huang Yifei couldn't help but ask Aili.

"Philips Stadium!"

The Philips Stadium, which is the home of Eindhoven, has given birth to many superstars, such as the alien Ronaldo, Romario, Van Nistelrooy!

"What? Go now?"

Huang Yifei was a little surprised about this. He also knew something about Eindhoven. This is where many superstar dreams began. However, under the leadership of Hiddink today, this traditional team is on the verge of relegation. In the penultimate position in the league, head coach Hiddink is about to leave get out of class.

A few hours later, under the leadership of Ai Li, Huang Yifei quickly reached their destination, the Philips Stadium.

Looking at the Philips Stadium in front of him, Huang Yifei was full of emotion. He looked at the huge iron gate in front, as if everything in the country had been forgotten!

As soon as he walked into the iron gate, Huang Yifei found that many young people were standing there waiting, and they were probably also here to participate in the trial training.

Almost all of these people have blond hair. It is estimated that most of them are locals. Huang Yifei is the only Asian here.

Soon, a blond man rushed over, and after seeing Aili, he immediately put a smile on his face.

"Oh, Aili, don't let me know when you arrive, I'll pick you up!"

"Cross, you are too polite, I don't know the way, haha!"

Aili talked a few words with this guy named Kross, Kross smiled and asked, "What? What good seed did you find this time?"

"Yeah, this is the young genius I found!"

Aili patted Huang Yifei, who was half a head lower than himself, and Lockes could not help but feel cold when he looked at Huang Yifei.

This is a good seed?

Tender!

Too tender, right?

And short?

Or Asian?

Ai Li's vision is getting worse and worse!

But Kross didn't show these on his face. He looked at Huang Yifei and said with a smile: "Japanese?"

According to Rocas, the Asians who can play are not Japanese or even Koreans.

"Chinese people!"

Hearing this, Huang Yifei smiled politely, speaking in standard English.

"What? Chinese?"

As soon as he said this, Lockes's face clearly showed a look of suspicion, as if he was saying that the Chinese would play football?

But Lockes deserves to be an old gang, coughed twice, and after covering up his embarrassment, he smiled and said, "Kick well!"

"Will do!"

In response, Huang Yifei just smiled faintly, without comment.

The view that the Chinese can't play football is indeed deeply ingrained abroad, and he can't say anything, he can only prove it with his own actions.

"Let's go! Let's fill out the form!"

Ai Li finally came forward, alleviating the embarrassment of the two, and took Huang Yifei to fill out the form.

"Huang, although Eindhoven today is different from the past, it is an old and strong team after all. You must perform well!"

Fortunately, Huang Yifei has always yearned to play in Europe, so English is naturally not a problem, which saves a lot of trouble.

"Come on, Huang, here is your form, you fill it out!"

Huang Yifei took the form and lowered his head to fill in his own information.

Position: Midfielder!

"Hey, there is an Asian man there!"

"What's the situation? So short, he also came to participate in the trial training?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that Eindhoven's current level is so low. It seems that there is no pressure today. This kind of Asian is not an opponent at all!"

"So short, so poorly physique, how to play, I bet this guy can't even touch the ball!"

Seeing Huang Yifei filling out the form, many young blonde players showed contempt.

Huang Yifei understood what they were saying, and his brows wrinkled involuntarily.

No Chinese football, Asian football is bad, but that is the past, Huang Yifei will use his actions to seal the mouths of these people!

"Huang, you have been training here this week. There will be competitions during the period. You must seize this opportunity. If you don't know anything, please come to me at any time!"

"Thank you, Mr. Aili!"

Early the next morning, in Hiddink’s office, he repeatedly watched Huang Yifei’s video highlights. The more he watched, the more he liked it. As soon as he heard the knock on the door outside, he immediately shouted: "Aili, come in!"

"Call me in such a hurry, something?"

Hiddink was called over early in the morning, and Aili was a little trapped.

"come yet?"

Hiddink couldn't help asking before Eri sat down.

"What's coming?"

Aili looked dumbfounded!

"The kid, the Chinese kid!" Hiddink said impatiently.

"Oh, you say yellow!"

Ai Li didn't expect Hiddink to be so caring about Huang Yifei, which made him a little unexpected. Although Huang Yifei is good, it is just good, right?

How could Hiddink be so caring?

It is estimated that this guy is in a hurry to go to the doctor?

"Yes, that's the Chinese boy, did you bring him here?" Hiddink asked with a light-eyed look.

"Here, I have arranged for him to try out with the youth team!" Ai Li smiled.

"Tryout? Walk around! Let's see how this guy performs!"

Hiddink stood up abruptly, pulled Aili and walked out.

Soon the two walked towards the training ground, at this time on the training ground.

The first team has already appeared on the field. Today Hiddink arranged for an assistant coach to let the players in the trial play a match with the first team. Seeing the listless looks on the first team on the field, Hiddink's brows couldn't help but frowned.

How can a player with this mental state win the game?

How to relegation?

Then he looked at Huang Yifei, the Chinese who was half a head shorter than the blond boy standing next to him. He had some expectations in his eyes for some reason!

"Children, show your true ability and do your best to defeat them and defeat them!"

After warming up for a period of time, the assistant coach clapped his hands, and pointed to the players of the first team, pointing to Huang Yifei and other players in the trial.

His voice is very contagious.

Unexpectedly, it would be a group match when it came up. This was a bit unexpected for Huang Yifei. They are not familiar with each other yet. How can the team play with the first team in such a temporary piece?

Isn't this going to be abused?

More importantly, his teammates look down upon themselves.

"What! There is such a Japanese in our team, it is really a drag!"

"Damn, is there any mistake? I couldn't play in the first team originally, and there is such a Japanese midfielder. It's better to just concede defeat!"

"Do you think he is so short, can he play football? It's embarrassing that the Japanese don't play in action movies and play some football!"

A group of people on the training team looked at Huang Yifei with contempt.

At the start of the match, the captains of the two teams guessed the coin. The captain of the first team, Romedal, waved his hand, and didn't even have the mood to guess the coin: "Don't guess, count you win, play hard, don't let us down, haha..."

At the beginning of the game, a temporary patchwork team like the trial team had no tactics at all, and it was not an opponent of the first team at all.

There was a one-sided situation on the field, 3:0, the game had just been in progress for 20 minutes, and the trial team had already been filled with three goals!

It's terrible!

Huang Yifei couldn't get the ball at all in the midfield, and the players didn't pass the ball to him at all!

"Haha, it's really a boring match, I don't know what the coach thinks!" The main center back of the first team, Alex, feels like walking on the court.

"What does the training team play? These guys have no tactics at all!" Wilfred Bauma also said with a smile, and he and Alex were chatting in the backcourt.

"Hey, look at that Asian guy, he's really too short, right? It's a bit taller than the Japanese girl I played last night!"

Every time the trial team wanted to attack, they were blocked as soon as they arrived in the midfield. There was nothing like Alex and others.

"Still not working?"

Seeing the game on the field, Hiddink's brows furrowed deeply. Is this the only thing this Chinese kid can do?

He shook his head helplessly, and was about to turn to the next level to leave. Suddenly, the football rolled in front of Huang Yifei!

At the same time, Eindhoven's midfielder Van Bommel rushed forward. Huang Yifei just glanced at the ball without stopping the ball, stepping on the football under his feet, and then turning around and pulling!

Marseille roundabout!

Huang Yifei's reaction was too fast, he kept the ball and got rid of Van Bommel directly in Marseille's spin!

"nice shot!"

Hiddink, who was about to leave, suddenly brightened his eyes, couldn't help but roar, and his footsteps stopped!

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