On the first day, there was field training in the morning and tactical and physical training in the afternoon.

If his free kick skills are beginning to show, then Chang Ming's physical fitness is the envy of the entire team.

He doesn't seem to be physically strong, but Chang Ming seems to have one more lung than a normal person.

None of his teammates could run anymore, and Chang Ming was just out of breath.

After a short rest, I was back to normal immediately.

The lively black man Wright on the side poked Captain Ralph.

"Man, I think you're in a bit of danger."

"What's dangerous?"

"I might lose my position as captain."

"Haha, if Ming can take away my captain's armband with his outstanding performance, I will be happy for the Barcelona club."

"Well, you're right. It's a good thing to have strong teammates."

This is what La Masia is like, there is no vicious competition like swordsmanship, only sympathetic efforts and hard work.

At the end of the day's training, Chang Ming was still very enthusiastic and trotted with the ball back to the Lighthouse Villa area.

Team B teammates behind him were astonished.

"This Chinese boy is also very physically fit."

"Maybe he really knows Chinese Kung Fu..."

In the evening, Lucas and Castro, who had had a good meal, leaned on the sofa and rubbed their bellies contentedly.

"Old man, do you think we will gain weight if we eat like this every day?"

"What's wrong with gaining weight? This proves that the food is not in vain. What, you still want to seduce a few old babies?"

"I'm ten years younger than you, so it's normal for a girl to like you."

"I'm only nine years older than you, not ten!"

"Is there any difference?"

After washing the dishes, Chang Ming returned to the sofa, with Lucas and Castro surrounding him.

"My dear grandson, tell us how you feel about being in La Masia today?"

Chang Ming smiled and recounted his day's experience.

"Five out of five free kicks? Not bad, not bad. We have a successor at Barcelona."

"Well, in a few years, Barcelona's first team should have a dispute over the right to take free kicks."

"Shit, you shameless guy, you don't have nice things to say!"

"Ming, are you interested in playing football for Real Madrid? I have a friend who is the director of Real Madrid's youth training. I can introduce you..."

"Shut up! My grandson is Barcelona's future No. 10, how can he lower his worth and go to Real Madrid!"

"You have to explain to me what 'lowering one's worth' means!"

Okay, the quarrel started again.

Chang Ming excused himself to go to the bathroom and hid in the room upstairs.

On the way back, I passed by a bookstore and bought some local Spanish newspapers.

If you want to integrate into this city, you must be comprehensive.

And although his language skills are good, his speaking skills still need to be improved, and he still needs to learn grammar and so on.

In fact, there are two real Spanish teachers around me.

Especially when the two of them were quarreling, slang was flying everywhere. Chang Ming listened and took notes...

People tend to accept it day and night.

Working day and night, the result is the same, but it will make people's senses extremely poor.

For example, Chang Ming's performance on the training ground the next day.

Same as the first day, Chang Ming still maintains a good foot feel and physical fitness.

It was still very bright during the warm-up.

However, in today's training, his performance made the coaching staff frown.

Half-court defensive training is conducted in the morning, and half-court offensive training is conducted in the afternoon.

Chang Ming's performance was like a disaster...

The coaching staff discussed in low voices on the sidelines.

"Tucker, I take back what I said yesterday. This Chinese boy may be a talent, but he is definitely not a genius."

"Yes, I said yesterday that he might be the next Messi. Now it seems that he is not even qualified to serve as a substitute for Messi."

"I'm still more optimistic about Pedro and Bojan, they are the future of Barcelona."

Migli frowned and said nothing.

How can I describe Chang Ming's performance in today's half-time training match?

No matter which group he joins, it's like there's one less person to fight.

The opponent even seemed to have half an extra person.

That's the feeling.

It is said that there is one less player because Chang Ming cannot integrate into La Masia's passing and control system. He is the same without him.

It is said that most of the opponent's players are there because as soon as our team's pass reaches Chang Ming, it is equivalent to half of the ball reaching the opponent's feet.

As soon as the opponent's defense came up, Chang Ming had no space to play the ball.

Moreover, in such a small court, Chang Ming does not have the ability to make long passes, nor does he have the opportunity to take direct free kicks.

His teammates also frowned.

Captain Ralph frequently assisted Chang Ming in defense and made up for his mistakes.

Black boy Wright also deliberately fed Chang Ming the ball to help him find opportunities and strength.

The other players also took good care of Chang Ming, and even the opponent's kick was lighter than usual.

But even so, Chang Ming still did not perform better.

It's like this new teammate... doesn't know how to play football.

The coaching staff around him kept criticizing Chang Ming's performance in low voices, and Migli shook his head repeatedly.

“This kid’s individual training is great, and that’s why he stands out.

"And in China's domestic trials, it doesn't mean that he can adapt to the Chinese football atmosphere. After all, China is a football desert.

"This is La Masia, the best football youth training base in the world.

"He has not experienced training in the European football system and does not have any European youth training foundation. Now the gap has been reflected.

"On the football field, with only individual skills and no teamwork, this kind of player will never be able to gain a foothold in Barcelona. Not even in the youth team."

Migli was quite disappointed. At this time, someone behind him said: "Yeah, I feel very sorry too."

"Oh?" Migli turned his head, "Sir, are you here?"

At some point, Rexach appeared behind Migli with a serious expression.

"I also want to see how the talent I selected performs. Now it seems that I need to re-formulate a training plan for him."

Migli even wanted to say that it is not urgent to re-formulate the training plan, but more importantly, to re-evaluate the talent and value...

But after all, the genius was discovered by the husband himself. If I deny it, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face of the husband?

Chang Ming is very active in the offense, running hard to find opportunities.

But in the eyes of the coaches on the sidelines, his movement was like a headless chicken.

Collision.

"Sir, I plan to make some adjustments to Chang Ming's training," Migli asked tentatively, "Do you have any objections?"

Rexach shook his head slightly, and looked at Chang Ming who was still trying to move and respond in front of him, his voice was slightly low.

"Obviously, his current strength is simply not up to the level of his teammates, and it will be futile to continue training like this.

"Chang Ming needs to quickly enter the European football system, which takes time and requires training from scratch. There is no way to do it quickly.

"Otherwise, no matter how good his personal skills are, he will not be able to display them. After all, football is a team sport, and his skills are not as strong as Ronaldinho's.
Chapter completed!