Thanks to "Never Understood Your Humor" and "Stormy Cliffs" for their tips!
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Qin Xiong came to the building that Rylink was pointing at. He randomly found a changing room and walked in. He didn't know when the mock competition would start, so he didn't want to waste a single second. Even if there were people inside, he only needed to change his clothes and shoes. It was very fast, so he just wanted to finish it quietly.
He immediately knew that he had walked into the Ajax First Team locker room. Through his previous understanding, he recognized the players here. Some of them could be called by name, while others could only have an impression of their faces.
But he wasn't here to chase after idols, so he didn't care who Ibrahimovic was or who Ibrahimovic was!
When he left after saying that, the locker room erupted in a wave of jeers that made Ibrahimovic angry!
Ibrahimovic almost chased after Qin Xiong to teach him a lesson, but Van Der Vaart stopped him. He held back his laughter and reminded him, "Training is about to start. There's an important match tomorrow. It wouldn't be good if you cause trouble, right?"
The current stage was also very important to Ibrahimovic. He wasn't the absolute main force or the core of the front line. Although he was a little arrogant, he wasn't stupid. He knew what was more important.
Holding back his anger, Ibrahimovic could only shout at the door, "Kid, don't let me see you again. Otherwise, you'll have to buy yourself medical insurance first!"
Qin Xiong, who was walking out of the locker room, didn't change his expression. He turned a deaf ear to the threat coming from the locker room.
A unique scenery appeared at the Ajax Youth Training Base. The players here were either wearing the same uniform or special training clothes. Only Qin Xiong wore a different jersey. The two words "Jiangcheng" were embroidered on the team emblem.
This caused many young players to look at him strangely as he walked toward the training ground. It was as if they were looking at a country bumpkin.
After all, although Qin Xiong's shoes were clean, they weren't high quality. The quality of his jersey was also visible to the naked eye as it was coarse.
Qin Xiong calmly walked to the training ground. He found where Freddy and Rylink were and walked straight over.
The morning training match was originally planned to be hosted by the youth team coach. Because of Qin Xiong's participation, Rylink, the head of youth training, personally presided over the overall situation.
Although Ajax had echelons for each age group, it didn't mean that each echelon could gather 11 or more people.
For example, there were less than 11 people in the 18-year-olds group.
Therefore, the entire youth team was divided into seven groups.
The two teams in today's training match were formed by the group with the highest average age. The oldest player in the group was 19 years old, and the youngest was only 16 years old. It wasn't that there weren't 22 players between the ages of 17 and 19, but that the 16-year-old players were specially selected to play in the training match. The coaching staff paid more attention to a 16-year-old striker in the youth team: Ryan Babel. They thought that his talent was the most promising of all the strikers in the Ajax youth team at this stage, so they focused on training him.
Rylink stood on the sidelines of the training ground with a list of names. He called out the names of the players one by one. Soon, he called out 21 players from the youth team. Finally, he waved at Qin Xiong. The 21 players stared at Qin Xiong with slightly cold eyes.
They were no longer naive and ignorant children who played football for fun. It could be said that from the age of 16, or even younger, they were aware of the competition, the cruel competition!
They didn't need to ask to know the current situation.
Qin Xiong was here for a trial. In other words, he was an outsider who was here to snatch their future opportunity to make a name for themselves in the club!
Opportunities for youth training in a club had always been few and far between. The situation of too many monks and too little gruel occurred in 99% of the world's clubs!
Qin Xiong was neither a player who stood out on the day of the draft, nor did he look like an overseas talent like Pinar Shalala. This inevitably made the young players who were now part of Ajax feel repulsed.
Therefore, they looked at Qin Xiong with undisguised coldness in their eyes.
Rylink divided the 22 players into two teams and began to assign the positions on the field.
Qin Xiong was assigned to the yellow team. He had already put on a yellow training shirt. When Rylink was assigning the positions of the yellow team players, he took the lead and asked, "Qin Xiong, what position do you play?"
Qin Xiong replied, "Midfield and central midfield. All-rounder."
As soon as his voice fell, many of the players around him sneered, as if mocking Qin Xiong for being too arrogant.
Rylink thought for a moment. Since Qin Xiong was here for a trial, if he played a defensive role, it was likely that he would not be able to find out anything. After all, defense depended on the team, unless he was defeated alone. Ajax was not a team that overemphasized one-on-one play. Therefore, he arranged for Qin Xiong to play a central attacking role in the midfield, a center midfielder.
After a short break, the red and yellow teams took the field to prepare for the game. The training game was divided into two halves, each of which was only 20 minutes long.
During normal non-endurance training, the training game would not be the same as the official game to avoid excessive playing during training, which would cause psychological fatigue and make it difficult to be excited during the official game. To a certain extent, it was also to cultivate the players' excitement for the game through training, so that they would not be able to enjoy themselves during training. When it came to the game, this excitement would explode and reach bursting levels.
Before the game began, Qin Xiong, who was in position, glanced at the sidelines and saw Freddy give him an encouraging look. At the same time, Freddy raised his right hand and gave him a thumbs-up.
Qin Xiong withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath. After the whistle from the coach, who acted as the referee, his expression became extremely serious. His expression was firm and meticulous, and he paid close attention to all the changes on the field that the naked eye could see.
He knew that his football road, the road of his future life, had officially begun!
Football was popular all over the world, and it was ruled by the strong. It continued and subverted traditions. It was not only a physical confrontation, but also a contest of wisdom. It emphasized individual ability and team sports. A team without cohesion and organizational discipline could not achieve great things. However, individual creativity was indispensable. Every pass and every shot had to be made by the players themselves in an instant. People who only knew how to follow the script would not be able to achieve great things.
Qin Xiong, who had accumulated 15 years of football knowledge, understood the meaning of football, and advocated football philosophy, would be unabashedly displayed to the world from this moment on!
For three minutes after the start of the game, Qin Xiong only ran around in the midfield area. He did not have the slightest sense of presence on the field. Even if he did not rest for a moment, football, the focus of the sport, did not have any interaction with him.
His teammates did not pass the ball to him!
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Eight years ago, the meritorious manager who led Ajax to the top of Europe, Louis Van Gaal, returned to Ajax as the director of football after his second attempt at Barcelona failed last season.
He was no longer the manager here, but he had to personally take care of everything, no matter how big or small. Today, he had come to take a look at the situation of the First Team's preparation for the Champions League qualifiers. However, the appearance of the youth training director, Ricklink, on the sidelines of the training ground attracted his attention.
Louis Van Gaal quietly walked to Ricklink's side and asked in a low voice. Ricklink raised the list in his hand and showed it to Louis Van Gaal. He told him that a player had come for a trial today.
Louis Van Gaal was very familiar with everything here. He looked at the list of players for the Red and Yellow Teams and had a general idea.
The Red Team's lineup was:
Goalkeeper: Moisande.
Defenders: Jedem, Vermaelen, Dunn, Moisande (brother of the goalkeeper).
Midfielders: Ilmas, Mops, Emmanuel Elsen.
Forwards: Demur, Drieder, Esayas.
The Yellow Team's lineup was:
Goalkeeper: Vermaelen.
Defenders: Jatim, Timisara, Dean, Drieder, Rustenberg.
Midfielders: Maduro, Qin Xiong, Lindgren.
Forwards: Cameron, Babel, Buhari.
With Louis Van Gaal's understanding of the strength of the youth team players, excluding Qin Xiong, who came for a trial, it was obvious that the Red Team was much stronger than the Yellow Team!
He looked at the First Team's training ground. The First Team was still warming up. After all, the intensity of the First Team's training was not on the same level as the Youth Team's. The warm-up time was also longer.
Therefore, he observed Qin Xiong's trial to pass the time.
After watching for 15 minutes, he had a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Qin Xiong's positioning awareness was outstanding.
When he attacked, he ran into gaps to provide support. Unfortunately, his teammates did not pass to him.
When he defended, his positioning was reasonable. He blocked the opponent's attacking route and made a positive contribution.
However, his presence was still very weak.
Every time he switched from defense to offense, even if he successfully froze Emmanuel Elsen's individual breakthroughs three times to gain possession of the ball, as long as he passed the ball out, his teammates would not pass to him again, regardless of whether he ran forward and created gaps. He also lost the opportunity to show himself.
And to be honest, his positioning performance alone, as well as the defensive performance of freezing Emmanuel Elsen, was not enough to impress Ajax.
The reason was simple. The 17-year-old Emmanuel Elsen was not Zidane.
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