Statement: The story of this article is purely fiction and has nothing to do with actual individuals, groups, and events. If there is any similarity, it must be a coincidence!

Yang Pan's 100-meter speed increased by 0.02 seconds, while Zhang Jun's instantaneous reaction speed also increased by 0.03 seconds. This is a very gratifying change. Although the number is small, it is enough for football players.

Rice knew that the recipes and high-intensity training from a while ago had worked. The two Chinese teenagers already had the physical fitness of professional players. With this solid foundation, it would be much easier to improve everything else.

Rice has seen the performance of the Chinese team in the 2002 World Cup, and he feels that Chinese players always turn their faces on the court, looking extremely nervous. Rice doesn't understand why they are like this. You have to know that psychological tension will lead to physical stiffness, and some technical movements that are familiar to the world cannot be completed. The first 15 minutes of the game between China and Brazil were fine, and they organized several threatening attacks. However, when Brazil's Roberto Carlos scored a goal with a free kick, China became nervous again, and finally became more and more messy, losing 0:4.

Rice believes that the Chinese players’ psychological quality is not good enough and the pressure is too great. Their legs really cannot withstand such a great pressure. Perhaps it is because they have 1.3 billion people.

Fortunately, he did not see the bitter and deep expression on Zhang Jun and Yang Pan's faces. Except for the first two days, because of unfamiliarity and slight diarrhea, the two of them seemed relatively silent, most of the time later, he could see their smiles. Yang Pan was more cheerful and laughter was mostly from him. Zhang Jun was a little introverted, mostly smiling.

With such an expression, Rice believes that they will have a very bright tomorrow.

Adriansey led the team to play the last warm-up match before the Super League, challenging the super team Willem IITilburg away. This game was won by Adriansey through personal relationships because he coached William II in 1997. That year, the team won the third place in the Super League and qualified for the Champions League play-offs. From 1998 to 1999, William II was named the fastest-progress team by the Dutch Football Association. So Adriansey

What left William II fans and the board of directors are beautiful memories. This time he won the warm-up match with this relationship. But the final score was 0:3, and he did not give Adrians a snatch of face in front of his old club. After the game, the team manager Ronald smiled and said to him: "How is it? Come back, John. Hoho! I'll give you the position of coach!" Ronald and he had a good relationship with William II. He knew that this was a joke, so he just smiled and said nothing.

In this game, William II showed his strength to be higher. Their back line firmly watched Warrendam's offensive core Buys. The young Bayes seemed to have no chance in front of the experienced William II. He could not find anyone to pass the ball, and he could not break through the entire William II's defense line. Bayes was Warrendam's offensive forward. His freezing means that Warrendam's offense was not threatening. It seems that William II was not as they said before the game.

It was just a warm-up, but wanted to give this Dutch Super League a truly upgraded "meeting gift". The score of 0:3 made Bayes, a young man who was very popular recently and even attracted the attention of some big clubs in the Netherlands, not only did he not score a goal, but he was stared at by the opponent's strong defender in the whole game and was completely out of shape. It must have disappointed some scouts on the sidelines, because Bayes was indeed too thin and had no chance when facing a fierce battle.

Adrians' concern was finally confirmed by William II. Once Bayes was seen to death, Warren Dam would have no chance. Because they could not find an excellent striker, it was indeed unrealistic to expect an offensive forward to take on two positions. But it was hard to cook without a good cook. Even if Adrians was capable, he would be powerless without a good striker to attack the city and capture the village for him.

Speaking of the striker, Adrianse remembered the two Chinese teenagers. They were busy with the training and competitions of the team during this period, and they didn't have time to see the situation on the youth team, and they didn't know what Rice had trained them.

A very ordinary pass and catch practice, for five consecutive days, every morning training accounted for a large part. Zhang Jun was a little bored. He had not practiced this kind of exercise so hard after middle school. I really don’t know what professional teams still do?

The red-haired boy from the other party passed the ball over and bounced up in front of him. Zhang Jun was on a whim and gently hooked his right foot. The football was hooked up. When the football rose to his knees, Zhang Jun gently removed his thighs. The football obediently stopped on his thighs and did not fall off.

Just as Zhang Jun was complacent about his actions, he heard a harsh whistle. Then he saw coach Les rushing towards him, followed by Mr. Wang, who was still not sure what was wrong.

Everyone stopped and watched Les walk towards Zhang Jun, not understanding what was going on.

Les roared at Zhang Jun angrily, Zhang Jun looked confused and didn't know what was wrong with him. After a long time, Mr. Wang translated the words of Les's reversal of the word order to Zhang Jun. Of course, his tone must not be so intense.

"He reminds you that you are doing the most basic pass and catch practice now, not fancy football performances. You just need to stop the ball in three touches in the most common way. That fancy move is not needed at all. This is Warren Dam's youth team training ground, not a circus."

Mr. Wang deliberately reduced his tone to the most ease, just not wanting to stimulate Zhang Jun. He did not translate the original words, because there were too many words such as "fuck" and "hell" that could easily make the listener angry.

But Zhang Jun still seemed a little excited because Rice compared him to a circus clown. In his head, the clown was the object of ridicule. So he kicked a water bottle on the ground with one kick during the rest.

Of course, this action did not escape Les' eyes. While the other players were resting and drinking water, Les walked in front of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan.

Zhang Jun was telling Yang Pan what happened just now. Yang Pan was not by his side at that time and was not clear about the situation. He glanced at Les.

Rice said to him through the translator Mr. Wang: "Chang, come to the court and receive my pass."

Yang Pan laid Zhang Jun's clothes and signaled him not to accept it. This was clearly a one-on-one challenge. And fighting against the coach would definitely not end well. If you are smart, you should apologize to the coach for his impulse just now, and then obey all the coach's arrangements...

But Zhang Jun directly spit out a word: "Ok!"

Yang Pan was so anxious that he pulled his clothes hard, but Zhang Jun threw off Yang Pan's hand and walked onto the court first. Rice asked his assistant to drag a large bag of football and placed it in front of him one by one.

"Okay, it's there!"

Zhang Jun stood at the front of the penalty area, while Rice stood on the other side of the court near a little near the center line.

All the players stopped making fun of each other and stood up to pay attention to this special "game". Although they didn't spend a long time together, everyone could see that these two Chinese people have great potential and will sooner or later become the first team. Because Rice has many requirements for them in training, and it is almost harsh. Thinking about how Rice treated Bayes and Heuvel last year, we can know what the future of these two Chinese people is.

The assistant blew a whistle, and Les kicked any football in front of his feet towards Zhang Jun. This was a long pass.

Zhang Jun saw the ball running towards the ball's landing point. Then he spread his arms to maintain balance, raised his left leg to meet the ball, and used the inside of his left foot to catch the ball. When the ball was attached to the upper, his left foot quickly cushioned downwards and led the ball down at the same time.

The football stopped steadily half a meter in front of him, and it stopped perfectly. A small burst of applause suddenly sounded outside the court.

Zhang Jun just looked up and wanted to see Rice's expression when he saw another football flew towards him quickly! He was startled, but he immediately appeared at the landing point of the ball again and raised his legs to meet the ball in the same way.

But this time, when the football came into contact with the foot, Zhang Jun obviously felt different. He couldn't say what it felt, but something was wrong anyway. This time, the football stopped three meters away.

A slight sigh sounded outside the court. Yang Pan was very close to Rice. He thought Zhang Jun could catch the second goal just now. Why did two different results appear to be the same as the first time? He began to pay attention to the foot movements of Rice's kicking.

Zhang Jun had not recovered from the doubts of the second failure, and Rice's long pass came again. This time the football passed to the place close to the sideline, but Zhang Jun still appeared in the right place again and then faced the ball. The football fell rapidly when it was still a distance from Zhang Jun. When it was very close to Zhang Jun, it was also very close to the ground.

Zhang Jun reflexively used his left foot to catch the ball. He raised his left leg slightly, spread his arms to maintain balance, and faced the ball with the instep. But when the football touched his foot, it popped out of the boundary!

Yang Pan suddenly stood up and rotated! He finally knew why Zhang Jun couldn't catch these two balls well. When Rice was throwing the ball, his ankle shook very quickly, just like a whip whip. Although the flight route of the football was the same as the first one, the football itself was spinning at high speed! Zhang Jun used the first method to catch such a ball, and it would definitely have problems!

Look at Zhang Jun again, he was pressing his knees and watching the football outside the game in confusion.

Race did not continue to pass the ball, but called Zhang Jun over, and then pulled the translator Mr. Wang and said to Zhang Jun: "Next, we are in a group, starting from the center line and passing the ball, until you shoot the last pass into the goal." He pointed to the empty goal opposite. "However, I have a requirement that our catch can only touch the ball twice. The first time we catch the ball, and the second time we pass the ball out. The third touch is not allowed. If anyone makes a mistake, the assistant coach will whistle and stop and start over. There are five opportunities in total, no problem, right?"

Zhang Jun shook his head, but in fact he was not sure. He touched the ball twice, received and passed one by one, and kept pushing to the front of the goal, and then shot. Zhang Jun had never heard of such training methods and requirements, and was almost a bit harsh. But he thought Rice might not be able to do it well, and he could guess it when he looked at his fat belly and his considerable age.

The two stood in the middle line, about fifteen meters apart. The other players were all standing next to the sideline and watching the two people on the field. This was the first time they saw such a game.

Yang Pan just heard Mr. Wang's translation on the side, and it sounded nothing, just passing and receiving the ball. In high school, they and Ren Yudi and Kaka had never stopped the ball, directly passing the record of shooting from the backcourt to the penalty area. But he was meticulous and still had a vague sense of inappropriateness. He watched Zhang Jun step on the ball under his feet, and then the assistant coach's whistle sounded.

Zhang Jun rubbed the ball under his feet forward, then passed it toward Les, and rushed forward himself.

While running, Rice used his left foot to stop Zhang Jun's pass not far ahead of him, then pushed the ground with his right foot, went up from behind, and passed the ball back to Zhang Jun.

It was really two touches!

Zhang Jun didn't seem to have expected Rice to do so well. He raised his right foot and the football hit the calf and bounced off. Zhang Jun followed a big step, then passed the ball with his right foot, but kicked the football away. The football drew a strange arc and flew directly out of the sideline. This time, the onlookers did not make any sound, and they were also thinking whether they could do it like the coach.

Yang Pan was a little surprised. Rice used the most common stops in daily training, but the effect was so amazing.

The assistant coach whistled and indicated that Zhang Jun lost in the first round. According to the rules, the two returned to the center line and began the second round of competition.

But for the remaining four rounds, the assistant coach's whistle always sounded quickly and sounded again. Zhang Jun lost all five rounds, and his best result was only successfully completed once, and he touched the ball four times the second time before passing the ball out.

When the assistant coach sounded the last time, Zhang Jun passed the ball into an anti-aircraft gun because his body lost balance and suddenly collapsed on the turf.

Rice did not show the joy of the winner, nor did he go up and say anything to Zhang Jun. He raised his wrist and looked at the watch, and then said to everyone: "Today's training ends here, everyone should go back." After that, he didn't even look at Zhang Jun who was still lying on the ground and walked out of the training ground.

On the way home, Zhang Jun sat behind and lowered his head without saying a word, and came out of the training ground like this. Yang Pan sat next to him, but he didn't know how to comfort his good friends. At that time, he would have lost without a doubt. The requirement of touching the ball twice seemed so harsh at this time.

Mr. Wang was driving in front alone, and from time to time he observed the expressions of the two young men through the rearview mirror. Seeing that they were silent all the time, he sighed softly.

Mr. Wang’s restaurant is not far from his home, but since Mr. Wang was blamed by Les, he has never taken two people to the restaurant to taste authentic Chinese food. Now they all go home directly, and Mr. Wang cooks himself to make the "nutritional recipes" provided by Les.

Noodles, beef, vegetable salad, and a glass of juice. The supper was tasteless. Zhang Jun and Yang Pan lowered their heads and silenced, while Mr. Wang sat on the side and watched their "mechanical movements".

After finally completing the last "training task" today, Zhang Jun got up and thanked Mr. Wang first, and then turned to the stairs. Mr. Wang looked at his back and wanted to enlighten him a few words, but he didn't say it. He could only watch Zhang Jun disappear at the corner of the stairs and shake his head.

After a while, Yang Pan also got up after finishing the meal. This time, Mr. Wang stopped him.

"Is there anything wrong? Uncle Wang."

"Zhang Jun is in a bad mood, and you don't seem to be happy either."

"Yes, we are our best friends, and I always feel the same as him."

"I think Mr. Rice is not targeting him. Although he is indeed a little excited. But it seems that he is out of a feeling of "hate the iron but not the steel". Go back and persuade Zhang Jun, he is an introverted child." Mr. Wang said with concern, "Some words are always held in a hurry and it is easy to cause problems."

After Yang Pan thanked Mr. Wang, he turned around and went to the stairs.

As soon as Zhang Jun entered the house, he closed the door and took Yang Pan's CD and sounded it. It was still the Scottish bagpipe "Buttons & Bows". He heard it on the plane on the day he left. It has been half a month since then. He only called his home safely and hadn't said a few words. Then he didn't contact him again due to the time difference and training reasons of the two places. Now he suddenly missed home, thinking of the three partners in the U-U-701 dormitory, Li Yongle, who was still in the college league, and Sophie, who was alone...

Today's unhappiness made this feeling even more. How great it was in school! I usually had nothing to do to play football with those guys and asked Sophie to go out to play together. Although the food in the cafeteria was scolded by them at that time, I now feel that it is really delicious in the world. Compared with the "nutritional recipe" of Rice - and everyone always talks together for a long time after the lights are turned off every day. Zhang Fan seemed to be very interested in the story of him and Yang Pan in the dawn. I don't know how this guy is on the school team now. If he leaves, Zhang Fan will definitely be the center. There is also a coach, he must be a headache. They just left like this, right? It was the coach who brought him and Yang Pan to the national championship position, and then gave them the opportunity to visit abroad and sign a contract with professional teams, but he had not had time to say thank you to the coach in person...

Now in this strange country, the daily training, the coach's stern eyes, and even the charming prostitutes on the streets of Amsterdam all put him in a sense of pressure. This kind of life is really tiring. If you don't work hard in training, you will be smeared and then forced to return to China... In school, I never think about any pressure. The issue of responsibility is now really on my shoulders and on my heart.

I am not a person who can do everything seriously under heavy pressure. This is not as good as Yang Pan, who grew up with her. Yang Pan is always the captain. He has learned how to face pressure and take responsibility. But he seems to be just a child who wants to play football easily. When he said the words "I want to be a professional player", maybe he was just stimulated by Kaka's expression after scoring at Morumbi Stadium?

For the first time, from seeing Kaka's expression after scoring on TV, to coming to the Netherlands, Zhang Jun became suspicious of his decision to choose this for the first time. Is he really suitable to be a professional player? Can his legs really stick to the long journey?

"Cruff!" They drove away, and Yang Pan walked in. Zhang Jun was lying on the bed and listening to the CD. When he heard the door ringing, he opened his eyes. Yang Pan stood in front of the bed and looked at him.
Chapter completed!