Jiangcheng was a small city. As the city was traversed by the river that supplied the entire province's resources, the city's development planning was strictly restricted. Everyone here knew that even if the province were to spend money to support Jiangcheng every year, Jiangcheng was not allowed to industrialize. Excessive commercialization was also strictly prohibited.
Urban greening was a top priority, and environmental protection was also the most important. Therefore, the picturesque scenery and mild climate made Jiangcheng a famous retirement city in China. It was not a place where young people were willing to bet on a shocking future for entrepreneurship. The pace of life here was so slow that it made the young people feel bored.
The sun was setting in the west. On the other side of the river, on the slope of the river embankment, a young man was sitting on the slope of green grass with his knees bent. He had a sketchbook on his lap, and his right hand was using a pencil to sketch the sunset scene in front of him.
The green space below the slope was a shared football field. At this time, two teams were playing an entertainment game. Looking at the clothes of the two sides, they were the famous "Manchester United" and "Real Madrid." One was red and the other was white. They were obviously the two mainstream colors of European football.
Of course, it was impossible for England's Red Devils and Spain's Galactica to come to a small city like Jiangcheng. Especially two months ago, Manchester United's number one football player, and the most eye-catching superstar on the planet, David Beckham, broke off with his mentor, Ferguson, because of the Flying Boot incident. In the end, he transferred to Real Madrid, which was full of superstars. The Spanish white giant, Real Madrid Galactica, officially set sail!
Jiangcheng could not afford to hire these two teams.
It was obvious that the local teenagers were in love with the two world-class powerhouses and chose to wear the jerseys of the Red Devils and Galactica.
The young man sitting on the slope was making a simple sketch. The lower half of the sketch outlined the nearby football field and the two teams playing. The middle and long distance was a continuous stretch of towering mountains. In the upper half of the sketch, everything looked normal. The sunset's soft light made people feel relaxed and happy. If this was the end of the sketch, then this sketch could be called a masterpiece.
However, above the clouds, the young man was drawing a scene that did not exist in front of him: a ferocious Azure Dragon!
The Azure Dragon looked down at the world with a ferocious expression, as if it was a symbol of misfortune and disaster. It was eyeing the human world covetously!
The young man's right hand gripped the pen faster and faster. The tip of the pencil kept adding to the dark color of the Azure Dragon's body. His eyes were filled with obsession as if he was possessed.
A shout pulled him back to reality.
"Brother, do me a favor!"
The young man looked up and saw a dirty football at the bottom of the slope. The players playing in the field in the distance were looking at him and waving, hoping that he could help kick the ball to them, lest they run out to pick it up and waste their energy.
The young man, who came back to his senses, put away his sketchbook and pencil, and put them into his casual bag. He stood up. At this time, the teenagers playing in the distance noticed that the stranger who had been sitting on the slope for a long time had a slender figure. Looking from afar, many men were envious.
The young man in sportswear walked down the slope. His right foot, which was wearing sports shoes, gently stepped on the football. He looked at the goal on the left side of the field, which was about 100 meters away from him. The young man gently kicked the football forward with his right foot. Then, he stepped forward with his left foot supporting his body and his right leg pulled back like a full moon bow. A scene that made the eyes of the teenagers in the distance brighten up appeared in front of them.
It was hard to say whether it was too standard or too smooth and natural. The stranger's kicking posture was particularly pleasing to the eye.
Bang!
The young man kicked the football with the inside of his right foot. The ball spun violently as it soared into the air. An arc that seemed to cut through the sky suddenly appeared.
The teenagers on the field widened their eyes and collectively looked up at the sky to capture the trajectory of the spinning football.
That curvature shocked all of them!
A banana ball!
But where was he going to kick it to?
When the football flew in the sky, it would sometimes show a beautiful and unpredictable scene.
And the football that the strange young man kicked, after drawing a big arc in the sky, fell rapidly and flew straight into the goal on the left side of the field!
The goalkeeper standing in front of the goal could not react in time. He had a hunch that the ball was flying toward him, but the football's arc was too big. The acceleration after the fall caught him off guard. The angle of the football flying into the goal was not tricky. It was just two body lengths away from him, but he was affected by his own panic and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Other than the goalkeeper, everyone else was dumbfounded!
The strange young man was diagonally facing the goal. In contrast, the angle of the goal was compressed and reduced, and it was a distance of nearly 100 meters!
When they looked for the young man again after the shock, they found the young man walking away with his hands in his pockets on the side of the road above the slope.
A teenager who reacted immediately shouted, "Hey, are you Qin Xiong?"
The young man who was walking away on the sidewalk did not look back or respond.
"It must be him! It must be him! Other than him, no one in Jiangcheng can do such a cool thing with a football! "
"Looking at his figure, it might be him!"
"Oh my God! He was sitting there just now, sitting there all the time! I really should take a picture with him, the prince of China's football! "
On the court, the teenagers who had been distracted gathered together to discuss with great interest.
In 2002, the China team suffered a crushing defeat in the World Cup between South Korea and Japan. The South Korean team, which played on their home ground, made it to the top four, and the Japanese team also made it to the top 16. The teams representing Asia performed well. Although the South Korean team's achievements were controversial, in contrast, the China team could not lift their heads in front of South Korea and Japan.
At the end of 2002, a China/South Korea U18 match was held in Busan. It was a friendly match between the Chinese private companies and the Korean Football Association. In this game, the U18 team defeated the U18 team of South Korea by 3: 1.
In the first half of 2003, the same U18 team of China rushed to Tokyo, Japan. It was also a private company that contacted the Japanese Football Association to finalize a U18 friendly match. In that game, the U18 team of China defeated the U18 team of Japan by 4: 0.
In these two games, the captain of the U18 team of China was a player, Qin Xiong, who was only 17 years old!
Although these two games were not well-known and influential, many people paid attention to them, especially those who loved football in Jiangcheng, who knew that it was a friendly match arranged by the Tang Group. Most of the players representing China came from the home of youth football in Jiangcheng. Qin Xiong was from Jiangcheng. After the two exciting victories, Qin Xiong, who was the captain and played a leading role, was revered by the Jiangcheng fans as the prince of China's football!
They were waiting, waiting for the next step of Qin Xiong's development. Would he take off in China or choose to go abroad? Now, he was the prince. When he grew up, would he become the Emperor of China's football?
Especially the youths who loved football. While they admired Qin Xiong, they were also eagerly looking forward to the day he ascended the throne!
After leaving the riverbank, the youth walked towards the north of the city. Half an hour later, the end of the road under his feet was the end of his journey: the home of youth football in Jiangcheng.
This was the property of the Tang Group and had a history of nearly 20 years. At first, the outside world only thought it was an orphanage. Ten years ago, it was officially listed as a youth football training base. The area was not large, just like a slightly larger middle school. It had dormitories, a restaurant, a gym, a medical room, four football fields, and so on. Although it was small, it had everything.
The youth began to jog towards the destination. When he ran through the gate, he smiled at the guard. The guard looked at the youth with a kind smile and sighed in his heart. It's good to be young!
The youth ran to the dormitory. His residence was different from the other youths. More than 90% of the youths here lived in the collective dormitory building, but he lived in an independent apartment.
In his apartment, a foreigner lived across from him. His name was Kyle Freddy, a very refined and gentlemanly Englishman. He was just 40 years old this year. He had known the youth for 11 years and had taken care of him as his guardian for 11 years.
At this time, Freddy was standing on the balcony of the third floor reading a book. When he saw the youth jogging from the restaurant in the distance, he immediately put down the book and placed a camera supported by a tripod beside him. The camera was aimed at the relatively open road downstairs. He pressed the recording button and immediately shouted to the youth, "Qin, run, run, run! Quick, quick, quick! "
The jogging youth took off his shoulder bag and threw it on the ground. Then, he suddenly accelerated. If an outsider was paying attention, the place where he began to accelerate was the edge of the small flower bed in front of the building. The length of the road leading to the bottom of the apartment building was exactly 30 meters!
The running youth was very fast. His eyes were firm, like a cheetah galloping across the grassland!
Like a gust of wind, the youth crossed the flower bed and came to the front of the building. Then, he slowed down and jogged back to pick up his shoulder bag and went in the direction of the apartment building.
Freddy, who was on the balcony upstairs, smiled and went to watch the recorded video. He repeatedly confirmed the speed of the youth's 30-meter sprint.
When he confirmed that the youth's sprinting speed was a little faster than before, yes, it was only a 0.09 second improvement, but he still showed obvious joy.
It was often heard that the speed of football players was described as how fast they were in the 100-meter sprint. In fact, this was one-sided, because on the football field, the sprint at the critical moment was usually 20 to 30 meters!
The real deciding factor of success or failure at the critical moment was speed. The explosive force and acceleration were more critical!
Freddy went back to his room and took out a notebook from the bookshelf in his study. He turned to the latest page and recorded the date and the exact time of the youth's 30-meter sprint.
The bookshelf was full of notebooks. Ordinary people might not be able to imagine that this was the accumulation of more than ten years of work by Freddy. The contents of each notebook were all records or analysis of the youth's growth and football-related data.
After putting away the notebook, Freddy went out of the house and happened to see the youth with a shoulder bag opening his door. Freddy smiled and greeted him, "Hey, Qin Xiong. Where did you go today? Did you have a romantic encounter? "
He spoke China fluently!
However, Qin Xiong seemed to be in a bad mood. He did not answer. After opening the door, he went straight into his room.
Freddy helplessly followed him in and sighed in his heart. He was not happy.
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