After careful and repeated examinations and confirmation by the hospital, Zhang Xu's health was indeed inappropriate. ◎       ?№       ?

The doctor in charge of the examination believes that Zhang Xu's body is as strong as a prehistoric monster, and it is a waste of time to come to the hospital for examination.

Luo Rente shook his head with a wry smile, dragged Zhang Xu and rushed back. Before he could reach the training base, he received a call from Philip.

"Well, yes, there is really no problem, OK, uh, what?! Are you sure?" Suddenly, Luo Rente turned his head in shock and looked at Zhang Xu who was still stunned: "Uh, okay, I'll let him answer the phone."

As he said that, he handed the phone to Zhang Xu, and now that Zhang Xu was still stunned, so he patted his shoulder and woke him up: "Zhang, Mr. Philip's phone number."

"Oh, OK! Thank you Mr. Luo Rente." Zhang Xu turned around and put his phone in his ear: "Mr. Philip, it's me. You asked me to go back to school. Don't worry, I will pack my luggage after I go back..."

"zhang," Philip's slightly excited voice came over the other end of the phone: "I don't think you need to rush to pack your luggage, because...congratulations, you passed!"

"Passed? What passed?" Zhang Xu's mind was obviously a little confused, and he asked a little foolishly.

"Silly boy, you have passed the trial training of our team, that is, you can talk to the club about signing. Young man, I think you should not have an agent. Do you need me to provide you with some good advice?"

"Passed? Signed the contract?" After hearing these two words, Zhang Xu was ecstatic and was stunned. He was a little unbelievable.

After failing so many times, he had long since had no hope for success in the trial. So when success really came, he was a little difficult to accept.

"Finally, it's successful! Ah!!!" Zhang Xu, who was crying with joy, suddenly screamed to the sky, scaring Luo Rente next to him almost jumped up, but he could also understand the loss of compulsory behavior of this Chinese boy who had suffered so much.

No matter who it is, if he can still remain calm at this time, then his mind will be really a problem.

Half an hour later, in Philip's office, a contract was placed in front of Zhang Xu.

This is not a contract for young players, but a contract for semi-professional players. The weekly salary is only 1 oo euros, which is equivalent to a monthly salary of about 45 oo yuan in China.

This salary is already very low in the European football world, but for a player like Zhang Xu who is 19 years old and has no value for training, it is already a bit of care.

Fortunately, Zhang Xu didn't care about the salary, what he cared about was that he was finally on the road to his dream of football.

After signing his Chinese and French names in a few seconds, Zhang Xu handed the contract to Philip.

"Don't you take a closer look at the details behind?" Philip asked.

"No need, I believe you, Mr. Philip. If you want to be bad for me, just hit me and leave the team. There is no need to be so troublesome. Moreover," Zhang Xu's tone was a little grateful: "I know, you are a good person!"

Philip laughed and accepted this good guy card happily.

"Since you have signed a contract, I have to explain some things to you clearly, because you are still a college student. Although there is no conflict with signing a player contract, I still hope that playing football will not affect your studies."

"So, you have to go back to school right away, finish a few homework exams, and then go back to the club to participate in team training."

"I heard that the physical education you learned in school? It's pretty good. It's just right with your football. Perhaps, at some point in the future, our team's training will require you to provide professional technical guidance, haha!" Philip laughed.

"Okay, Mr. Philip." Zhang Xu also laughed.

Back at the Sixth University of Paris, Zhang Xu did not pick up the textbook to review his homework at the first time, but stayed in the dormitory and observed the "level midfield training system" that made him inexplicably.?¤?

"Start the level midfield training system!" Zhang Xu gave instructions in his mind.

"As for orders! The level midfield training system is being started, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."

Accompanied by the cold mechanical sound in my mind, an immersive opening animation appeared in front of Zhang Xu's eyes...

A player rushed around the court, stealing, passing, passing, shooting, omnipotent, trophysical, and medals shone charmingly on him, and finally gathered into eight big characters: level midfield training system!

"The system has been started, please send specific instructions!"

"This, how do you issue an order?" Zhang Xu was a little confused. He had no mouse, no buttons, and no prompts. How do you issue an order?

"Sorry, the first time I started, the interface switch was slow, wait!"

Zhang Xu suddenly felt a black line.

Three minutes later, the belated interface finally switched out.

The background is a picture of a shiny champion trophy posing in the middle of the court, with green grass and golden trophys that complement each other, which is particularly charming.

On the background, there are four buttons that read: "Player Module", "Training Module", "Task Module", and "Honor Module".

"Let's take a look at the player module first." Zhang Xu thought about it and decided to take a look at the first one: the player module.

Soon the player module was opened and divided into two contents: one is to observe personal attributes and the other is to observe other attributes.

"View personal attributes!" Zhang Xu was very curious about his attributes and immediately opened his attribute layout.

"Name: Zhang Xu

Level:o

Experience value: o/1oo (assignable attribute point: o)

Nickname: None

Nationality: China

Place of birth: Xiangbei City

Date of birth: May 2, 1993

Height:bsp;                                                            

Value: o Euro”

Seeing this, Zhang Xu was speechless. It seemed that he was really... he had no value at all!

OK, keep watching, maybe there will be surprises.

He comforted himself for a moment and continued to look down.

"National team appearances: o

National team goals:o

Number of appearances for the National Olympic Team: o

The number of goals scored by the National Olympic Team: o

Left/right foot: 3/7

Current Ability/Potential Ability: 21/32 (the lowest 3o for professional players, the highest is 99)

Current physical fatigue/status: 12/77 (up to 99)”

"Okay, I know I'm very bad. It turns out that I'm so far away, and I really haven't reached the standard of a professional player! Moreover, the potential value has just passed the professional player line!" This hit Zhang Xu deeply, and he felt a little frustrated and disappointed.

"Technical attributes (a maximum of 99 for a single attribute):

Cross: 18 dribbling: 22 shot: 14 header: 23

Long shot: o8 marking: 11 pass: 12 steals: 21

Stop: 25 Technique: 17 PM: 16 Corner: 13

Setting ball: 11 out-of-bounds ball: 9”

“Mental attributes:

Aggression: 41 Prediction: 14 Brave: 75 Calmness: 65

Focus: 47 Vision: o3 Decision: 31 Decision: 77

Imagination: 4 Influence: 66 Run without the ball: 16

Position sense: 11 Teamwork: 5 Work investment: 89”

"Body Properties:

Explosion power: 78 Flexibility: 41 Balance: 39 Bounce: 74

Physical constitution: 83 degrees: 89 Endurance: 85 Strong: 82”

"Hide attributes:

Injury tendency: 33 Stability: 64 Dirty: 6

Competition swing: 55 Position diversity: 13”

“Player personality:

Adaptability: 79 Ambition: 94 Loyalty: 91

Stress resistance: 88 Professional qualities: 83

Sports Spirit: 86 Emotional Control: 74”

After reading his attributes, Zhang Xu sighed and found that he was indeed a useless person! In addition to his physical and psychological attributes, the numbers of other key attributes, such as technical attributes and vision, prediction, teamwork, etc., are pitifully small.

This is the real difference between myself and professional players!

Zhang Xu was not defeated by his miserable attributes, but instead aroused his unyielding enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!