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Chapter 3

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Qin Xiong had excellent results in all kinds of training. This was also the reason why the others hated training with Qin Xiong. It always made them feel that they could not compare to Qin Xiong in all aspects.

Today was endurance training. In the gym, the other youths who participated in the training session with Qin Xiong had already left the treadmill and sat softly to the side. They looked numbly at Qin Xiong, who was still breathing steadily and running at a uniform speed on the treadmill. They were not shocked and were already used to it.

Thirty minutes later, the others had more or less rested. Qin Xiong was still running, and the others began the next round of training.

After another thirty minutes, the youths who had rested once were tired again. Qin Xiong was still running, but he also had some signs of physical exhaustion. His footsteps showed signs of slowing down.

At this time, in front of him on the treadmill, Freddy appeared in front of him and asked loudly with a slightly mocking tone, "Whose dream is football?"

Qin Xiong's slowed footsteps immediately sped up to keep up with the rhythm of the treadmill. With a firm expression, he replied in a clear voice, "It's me!"

"Who wants to go to Europe to play football?"

"It's me!"

"Who wants to be a world-class superstar?"

"It's me! It's me! "

Qin Xiong's sonorous and powerful shout reverberated throughout the gym. He raised his hand to wipe the dense beads of sweat on his face and then sped up again!

No one was willing to look at Qin Xiong, as if Qin Xiong was a person from a different world from them.

When Freddy first asked Qin Xiong these simple questions openly when he needed to persevere during training and needed mental stimulation, many people laughed at him in their hearts, thinking that this foreigner was a little silly. But after persevering for many years, it was these few simple questions that stimulated Qin Xiong's potential at the crucial moment of training, allowing him to continue to break through, break through, and break through again!

Yes, Qin Xiong's dream was football. Perhaps this was not an active choice, but a path that he had been cultivating since he was adopted!

Other than football, he had nothing!

He wanted to do his best and seize the only thing he could have in life.

It was a simple and clear goal, and he was unwaveringly moving in this direction!

Others would ask, "Why aren't you willing to go out with us?"

He might have a romantic encounter outside, start a relationship, take some time out to watch a visually stunning movie, or go to an amusement park to spend a carefree day.

But Qin Xiong asked disdainfully, "Yes, you can do that. As long as you relax your mind, you can enjoy happiness. But then what?" Vanish into the crowd? Had he achieved nothing?

Liu Yi and Zhang Pengfei, who had entered the German and Portuguese football circles, did not have impressive tenacity like Qin Xiong, but they were definitely examples of self-discipline. The sweat they shed during training was no less than Qin Xiong's!

Because of this, they saw the dawn of success. But it was still too early to say that they had reached a higher level in the football world.

Freddy, who had been supervising Qin Xiong's training throughout, suddenly frowned. Qin Xiong had broken through his limit in today's endurance training. This was normal. Qin Xiong's physical fitness was in a rising period, so it was not difficult to accept that he continued to make progress. But if the span of progress was too big, it was not a good sign. This meant that Qin Xiong was overdrawing himself!

No matter what kind of training, there was no shortcut. It had to be followed in a step-by-step manner.

Freddy immediately shouted at Qin Xiong, "Qin, stop, stop, slow down, stop and listen to me! Listen to me! Stop! If you continue, you will hurt yourself! "

Qin Xiong did not respond. He was still running like a machine. Freddy had to go forward and reduce the speed of the treadmill. Then, Qin Xiong slowed down and stopped.

He got off the treadmill and turned to the rest area to replenish his water and recover.

In the afternoon, there was still training. It was also endurance training, carried out in the mode of an overload game.

There would be four games in a 40-minute period.

Some people could only last three games, which was the minimum requirement.

Qin Xiong had no problem holding on for four games.

In the evening, when the fourth game was about to end, he appeared to be dispirited.

The games of his peers could no longer arouse his interest. Just based on the strength of his physical confrontation ability, his speed advantage, and his advantage in ball control techniques, he could become a dominator in the games of his peers!

But his biggest feature was no longer useful in the games of his peers!

His opponents could not withstand a single blow, and his teammates could not keep up with his pace. This inevitably made him a little disappointed.

Because of this, he knew that he should leave. He could not be "trapped" here!

He had to step onto the professional stage!

Because he realized that staying here for one more day would have a negative impact on his future, Qin Xiong was in a very bad mood recently. He was like a beast trapped in a cage, urgently needing to break free from the shackles and gallop on the stage that was suitable for him!

Before this, many clubs in China had already thrown him an olive branch with good conditions and benefits. However, because of the level of the China Premier League and the frequent scandals in recent years, Qin Xiong was unwilling to set his starting environment in China.

Football was popular all over the world, but football was dominated by the strong!

Just like FIFA, there were 208 member countries, but only seven countries had won the World Cup. Countries that were successful in football belonged to a small group.

And it was rare for a player of each era to achieve success in the field of football.

World-class, first-rate, second-rate, third-rate, unrated …

This was a pyramid!

Qin Xiong clearly understood that the higher the starting point, the higher the possibility of climbing to the top!

He could not imagine how long it would take to climb to the top if he started in the China Premier League, not to mention that he had not completely reached his own peak. He needed to improve and a better competitive environment for growth. The experience and ability improvement that could be gained in one or two years in the China Premier League must have a strong limit.

He wanted to go to European football to look for opportunities, but he was penniless and had nothing.

After today's training, Qin Xiong returned to the apartment to take a shower and changed into a clean set of black sportswear.

When Freddy waited for him at the gate, he glanced at the sportswear on him. He wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he did not say anything. He called a taxi and the two of them got in and went to Tang Tian's birthday party.

The Tang Group was a well-known private enterprise in the province. It was not particularly large, but the total value of its assets was close to one billion yuan. Its business was focused on industry. Tang Tian was the founder and the current chairman of the Tang Group.

The Rivertown Youth Football Home was founded by Tang Tian. He was like a philanthropist, but when the orphans were disobedient or went astray, he decisively gave them up. He was like a loving father, caring for the hardworking and talented children. Liu Yi and Zhang Pengfei were adopted by Tang Tian.

Perhaps it was because Qin Xiong's personality was a bit of a loner, but Tang Tian had never talked to Qin Xiong about taking him in as an adopted son. As for Qin Xiong, although he was grateful to the Tang Group, he had never thought of climbing up the social ladder and building a closer relationship with the Tang Group.

Tang Tian's hometown was in a relatively remote town in Rivertown. Occasionally, when he returned to his hometown in Rivertown, he would take care of his neighbors. Today, there were countless neighbors who came to congratulate him on his birthday party. The birthday party was grand.

Freddy and Qin Xiong stood outside and were a little out of place. The scene was very lively. Moreover, this town had a unique dialect. Freddy was fluent in China, which was Mandarin Chinese. The dialect here was so local that even Qin Xiong could not understand it, let alone Freddy.

After a while, someone finally noticed the two men standing outside the mansion.

A young man in a suit and leather shoes and wearing glasses walked in front of Freddy and Qin Xiong. He said happily, "Qin Xiong, hahaha, I haven't seen you for two years. You seem to have grown taller. How tall are you now? Do you still remember me? "

Qin Xiong looked at the young man in front of him and nodded. "Yes, Tang Le."

Tang Le, Tang Tian's youngest son, was about four years older than Qin Xiong.

Tang Le stood beside Qin Xiong and compared their heights. He was obviously half a head shorter than Qin Xiong. He sighed. "Two years ago, we were about the same height. Now, you are half a head taller than me."

"Well, I'm 1.88 meters now."

Tang Le pushed Freddy and Qin Xiong's backs into the house and laughed. "Don't stand at the door. Let's go. Let my dad take a look at you. In the past year, the happiest thing for him was watching you play in South Korea and Japan."

In the courtyard of the residence, a banquet was set up, and the seats were filled with distinguished guests. At the table at the head of the table, Qin Xiong saw the birthday boy, Tang Tian.

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