Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 245 Training Match

The next morning, Yan Feng came to the training ground of the reserve team.And it seems to be in a good mood.

So depressed on the first day, can you happily accept the reality on the second day?This is of course impossible.

The main reason why Yan Fengzhi seemed to be in a good mood was that he received a call from the team owner Jiang Lizhang last night.Could it be that the boss asked him to return to the first team?Of course not, otherwise he wouldn't have come to the reserve team this morning.

The reason why the reserve team can be accepted so quickly is mainly because Jiang Lizhang has already expressed his position.He asked Yan Feng to adapt to the reserve team for a while and play a game or two.After that, he will definitely be transferred back to the first team.

And after communicating with Jiang Lizhang, Yan Feng found out that there is no reserve league in La Liga.No reserve league?Then why do you need a reserve team?
In fact, the setting of the La Liga reserve team is very different from that of the Chinese Super League and the Premier League.The La Liga reserve team is going to participate in the low-level leagues.If the reserve team is strong enough, they can play in a league that is only one level lower than the first team.Like the Barcelona B team (both the reserve team) because they are strong enough, they are now playing in the Second Division.The Granada B team (both the reserve team) is not so good, and is currently participating in the Second Division B.However, it is said that the results are not bad.

Therefore, the real situation is that the Granada reserve team can be regarded as an independent operation and competition team.

This is too different from the preparatory system of the Chinese Super League.For example, the Chinese Super League has a reserve league, and the game schedule is the same as that of the first team.If the first team plays against the Evergrande team, then the reserve team will play against the Evergrande reserve team.And if the team is relegated, the reserve team will be relegated to the Chinese Reserve League.

It is also a reserve team, but the competition they are participating in is really different.Yan Feng didn't know which was better.However, he felt that the reserve team would compete independently, or even participate in a high-level professional league, which would be quite competitive.

Although the Granada B team participated only in the West Division B, Yan Feng felt that the level should not be too low.No, wasn't there a news about Mr. Xu Genbao's evaluation of West Division B on the Internet some time ago?

Yan Feng remembered what Mr. Xu said: "The Chinese Super League players may not be able to have a position if they go to West Division B. They can't keep up with the rhythm of West Division B."

Whether Chinese Super League players can have a place in West Division B, Yan Feng hasn't tried it yet and doesn't know.However, the rhythm of West Division B.Yan Feng felt it in yesterday's reserve team training.The rhythm of the training rhythm is not worse than the official competition of the Super League.Rao has always had good physical strength and fast speed, so if he wants to keep up with the rhythm of training, he has to grit his teeth and work hard.

The pace of training is so fast, wouldn't the race be more scary?
It was after figuring it out that Yan Feng readily decided to adapt to the reserve team for a while.When I get to the first team later, I won't be completely unable to keep up.

With his mentality right, Yan Feng was not so upset when he came to the training ground of Granada B team again.And when he came to the training ground, there were already many people practicing there.

After entering the training ground, Yan Feng saw a relatively unfamiliar figure.It was the white player named Sandel.

Remembering that Sandel was kind to him yesterday, Yan Feng raised his smile and went to fight with him.

"Sandor. Good morning!"

"Huh?" Sandor, who was practicing by himself, looked up and saw that it was Yan Feng, and nodded with a peaceful smile. "Good morning, Yan~~Feng?"

"Sandor, just call me Yan." Yan Feng said.Then I saw beads of sweat on the other party's face.I can practice like this on this cold winter morning, which means that the other party should have been here for a long time. "You're so early. You work hard."

"Thank you. I just want to keep getting stronger." Sandor replied lightly.

"You, this!" Yan Feng gave Sandor a thumbs up.He suddenly found himself admiring this Sandor.From the opponent, he remembered that when he was in China, in order to keep improving, he had to go to the team training at least an hour earlier than others every day.

Seeing Yan Feng like this, Sandor showed a knowing smile.After he nodded, he continued with his practice.

"It seems that there will never be a shortage of hardworking people in this world! I have to work hard too." Yan Feng looked at Sandel who was practicing seriously, and thought that he hadn't practiced so early for a while.He decided that he would also have to pick up that hard work in the future.

Yan Feng first did a warm-up exercise to relax his muscles and bones, and then he dribbled a football.

After Yan Feng practiced for a while, all the reserve team players came together.And the black player named Mohad was the last to come.Mohad, who arrived late, saw that Yan Feng was already practicing, he showed a sneer and said: "Hey, Chinese. You are quite punctual. However, it is useless to be on time. Chinese, play football No. You won't be here long."

"Copy." Although Yan Feng couldn't fully understand what the other party was saying, but seeing the other party's expression, he knew it was a mockery.I don't know where I offended the other party.Therefore, I am very disgusted with the appearance of Mahad. "What did you say?"

"Before, there were two Chinese people like you here. If you don't stay for a few months, you'll get out!" Mohad laughed and compared two fingers.Then he pointed to Yan Feng and said, "Hee hee, you, Chinese. You can't stay for two months."

Yan Feng frowned, his eyes turned cold.Although he still doesn't understand Spanish very well, just by looking at his expression, he can tell that the other party didn't say anything good.It's like a dog barking at you, even if people can't understand it, they know that the beast is not kind to you.

"Hey, Mehad, what are you doing? You are the last one here today, don't prepare quickly, and want to cause trouble?" At this time, Sandor came over with the ball and said to Mehad after seeing the situation here.

"Hehe. Sandor, I'm not as crazy as you. Although I arrived last, I'm not late. As for this Chinese, I just remind him that the Granada reserve team is not so easy to stay in." After seeing Sandor, Mohad put away his sneering expression, and then said with a smile.

"Hurry up and get ready. The coach has already come." Sandor said, looking at the coaching staff who were walking towards the training ground in the distance behind Mahad.

"Ha, I'm a punctual professional." Mehad followed Sandor's gaze back, then waved his hands and trotted forward.However, when passing by Yan Feng's side, he still gave Yan Feng a contemptuous look.

Yan Feng also saw the coaching staff, and after Merhed left, he said, "Thank you, Sandor."

"It's nothing. Go on." Sandor waved his hands and continued to practice.

Seeing this, Yan Feng also continued his previous practice.

The coaching staff soon came to the edge of the training field, seeing that the players were already consciously preparing, Lopez nodded with satisfaction.

His eyes swept across the field, Yan Feng, and then stopped on Sandor.After seeing the latter's overall condition, he nodded gratifiedly and said to the assistant beside him, "Sandor is really working hard. Seeing him like this, he came to practice much earlier today."

"Yes. Sandor is really hardworking. With his energy, I believe that Granada's first team will definitely have a place for him in the future." The assistant said in agreement.

"When I think about it, I feel a little reluctant. He is the backbone of our team in West Division B." Lopez said with a smile.

"Yes. We are currently ranked fourth in West Division B, and he has contributed a lot." The assistant continued.

After Lopez nodded in agreement, his eyes stayed on Mohad again.After watching for a while, he frowned slightly.

Following Lopez's gaze, the assistant also saw Merhed.Then he said with a sigh: "If Mahad can have half of Sandor's diligence, in a few years, we in Granada can have a young Yaya Toure."

"In this world, there are many players with talent and potential. But those who can become star players are all sweating more than ordinary people. Genius is piled up with sweat on the basis of talent." Lopez has something to say Pointing to say.

"Mehad has great potential. Apart from being easy to cause trouble, he is good in other things." The assistant said.

Lopez is not sure about the assistant's statement.Therefore, he didn't say anything more.After observing for a while, he greeted the players to start today's formal training.

The official training started, and Yan Feng followed the training like an ordinary member of the reserve team.Lopez neither ignores nor pays attention to Yan Feng's existence.His attitude towards Yan Feng is an ordinary member, and it remains to be seen.If he can show a certain level, he doesn't mind using it.

This morning was training with ball skills and some tactical coordination.In this regard, apart from the lack of tacit understanding with his teammates, Yan Feng's performance is quite satisfactory.He neither showed the dribbling skills of ordinary players, nor did he show such an impressive passing ability.

In the afternoon, the team had an in-team training match.Of course, Yan Feng, who just arrived and arrived unexpectedly, was assigned to the side that was not the main force.

And that Mohad, who didn't see eye to eye with Yan Feng, was on the side of the main team with Sandor.Mohad kicked the midfielder in the same position as Yan Feng.And Sandel is a former rare and the captain of the team.

The training match will start soon.

Yan Feng was on the side of the submerged team, staring at his defense zone intently and seriously.He kept telling himself in his heart that he must perform well.Be sure to let everyone know your strength.Slap those who underestimate themselves in the face.

Although Yan Feng wanted to perform well, after all, the strength of the main team was much higher than that of the latent supplement team.He was also very passive in the game following the submersible group.

As the game progressed, Yan Feng felt more and more strenuous.What is difficult is not that he defends against the opponent's attack, but that the tempo has been maintained at a very fast rate since the beginning of the game, and it has never dropped.

With such a fast pace, Yan Feng only met in a few games in the Chinese Super League.However, in the AFC Champions League, facing South Korean teams will have a similar rhythm.

It was just the result of going to the front court, Yan Feng gasped, and then went to the sidelines to pour water desperately.

"Huh~huh, it's too difficult to follow." Yan Feng thought a little unbelievably after filling the water.

"Hey, Chinese. I just said, you can't do it. You just played the first half, and you're like this. How can you play in the second half?" At this time, Mohad's disgusting voice rang in Yan Feng's ears again. edge rings.

Yan Feng didn't want to talk to this dead nigger.Let's not talk about the language barrier with the other party, and there is nothing to say to the other party.

"Look at you panting, your physical fitness is too poor, right? I think you can't keep up with the rhythm of the training game. It's really bad. Don't get cramps later. Otherwise, it will be ridiculous. Wahaha. One Thinking of that scene, I just want to laugh." Seeing that Yan Feng ignored him, Mohad continued to speak indifferently.

Although Yan Feng couldn't understand what the other party was saying, he saw that the other party didn't seem to be breathing very much.I have to admit that at least the opponent's level of playing football is not as bad as his mouth.

Mohad kept talking, but Yan Feng didn't understand much at all, and ignored him.After talking a lot in Perak, he walked away from Yan Feng with a proud face.Then Mohad moved closer to several familiar players, pointing at Yan Feng while talking.After he said something, there was a burst of laughter over there.

Yan Feng knew that it was a mockery of himself.He wasn't angry, he just told himself in his heart.Don't pay attention to these, as long as you adapt as soon as possible, these people will never be able to laugh again.

"Are you okay? Yan."

Yan Feng looked up and saw that it was Sandor.He smiled and said, "It's nothing."

"I see that you are struggling a bit. It may be that you just came here from far away China, and your body hasn't adjusted. You will be fine after a while," Sandor said.

"Well. I understand. Thank you, Sandor." Yan Feng nodded.

"Okay. Come on. Play hard, as long as you work hard, you will definitely gain something." Sandel said.

"I will." Yan Feng nodded.

The second half soon began again.

After resting for a while, Yan Feng felt much better.

In the next game, the main team still had the advantage.And Sandor scored another goal.In addition to scoring at halftime, he has already scored two in this training match.This made Yan Feng feel that his shooting ability is quite good.

Probably because the main team had the upper hand, Mohad, who felt that there was no pressure, actually wanted to go all the way after passing one person himself.Moreover, he still came straight to Yan Feng.

Seeing this situation, everyone else seemed to be waiting to watch the show.For a while, in a certain space, Yan Feng and Mohad became one-on-one.

Mohad came to Yan Feng confidently, and then made a fake move with a smile on his face.

Not to mention, his movements are quite coordinated.Don't look at how tall and big he is, the feints under his feet are very slippery.Some teammates couldn't help but admire: "Mohed's physical fitness is really good. Not only is he good at defense, but he also has good skills at his feet."

After Mohad made several fake moves in succession, he saw that Yan Feng was unmoved.Thinking that Yan Feng was overwhelmed by the shaking, he was overjoyed, pulled the ball out, and started to rush over with his legs.

Not to mention, Mohad, who is more than 190 meters tall, stepped up with his long legs, and his speed was not slow.He is very confident about his height and long feet.And he felt that Yan Feng's physical fitness was not good enough, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, so he couldn't guard against him at all.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand Yan Feng's speed and physical fitness at all.Yan Feng just couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the game for the time being, it wasn't because he was in poor physical fitness or couldn't get up to speed.So, Mahad is a tragedy.

Just when everyone thought that Mohad must have passed Yan Feng this time, Yan Feng turned around and stuck to Mohad at an unrecognizable speed, and then not only took the latter away with a step, but also threw the ball Clean and neat control underfoot.

(End of this chapter)