After the team's training was over, most parts of Arsenal's Kearney training base fell into silence. As the twilight came, the dense vegetation training base was pitch black and lifeless.

But on the second floor of a building, there is a room with lights on the windows.

That was the office of Arsenal head coach Arsenal Wenger.

Wenger, who was working in the room, heard a knock on the door, "Please come in." He said without raising his head.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in. He walked straight to Wenger's desk and placed a disc on his desk.

"What is this?" Wenger's eyes finally left the notebook and looked up at the middle-aged man.

"I think you should check out this, Asena." said Liam Brady, the visitor. "This is a video of our youth team game two days ago."

"Video of youth team competition?" Wenger felt strange. It was just a video of youth team competition. Brady had no need to come here specifically to him. There was a normal way within the club. He would regularly pay attention to youth team competitions and understand the performance of youth team players.

"Well, it's not our youth team player, but our opponent..." Brady explained. "It's the opponent who plays against our youth team. There's a player. I think you should look at his performance."

"Okay." Wenger picked up the disc and inserted it into the computer's optical drive.

After the disc is inserted into the optical drive, automatic playback begins. This is a video of a game. From the shooting perspective, it can be seen that the photographer is standing in a relatively high place and holding a DV to shoot.

Wenger didn't say anything, just watched the video. After watching it for a while, he let out a "huh", then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the computer screen intently.

And Brady stood beside him and watched with him.

The video is edited, so it is not very long, but it is twelve minutes.

After reading it, Wenger did not speak immediately, but took off his glasses, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and rubbed his nose.

Brady didn't say anything, but stood by and waited for him.

"Japanese or Korean?" Wenger asked, rubbing his nose.

“It’s from China.”

"Chinese?" Wenger opened his eyes in surprise.

"Yes, China." Brady affirmed.

"Okay...how old?"

"It seems to be seventeen years old."

"Seventeen..." Wenger's tone was a little disappointed. He really hoped that the child was fourteen.

"What do you think, Liam?" he asked at Brady.

"Age is not a problem, and the child's talent is not physical, but here." Brady pointed to his head.

Wenger nodded, agreeing with Brady.

It can be seen from the video that the No. 16 player's running position is very particular, and his passes are also very quick, and he does not drag the ball. This is very rare among players of the age of seventeen.

This kid's ball quotient is very high, very high!

Thinking of this, Wenger said: "Do they just play this game?"

"Of course not. It is said to be a Chinese reality TV show, which is going to study in Europe. I learned about it. They have challenged Barcelona, ​​Real Madrid, Atletico Madrid, Bayern Munich and Dortmund in Spain and Germany. We are their sixth opponent, and there are several opponents next, Chelsea, Manchester United and Liverpool..." Brady introduced.

"Let our people follow him and observe him. The performance of this game cannot explain anything. You must see more performances in the game."

"Of course." Robrady had no objection to the decision.

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The Chinese teenagers' next match is Chelsea youth team. Because they are both in the same city as Arsenal youth team, the teenagers don't have to change cities this time, and they didn't even change hotels.

This is also conducive to their physical recovery, especially... Zhou Yi's.

In addition to the special training of his friends who helped Zhou Yi, Hao Dong also consciously strengthened Zhou Yi's physical fitness training content during training. After the normal training every day, physical fitness coach Li Haorui also led him to continue practicing physical fitness.

All this is to allow Zhou Yi to persist for a while in the next game, even if it is ten more minutes.

Li Haorui naturally knew that he had a heavy responsibility, so he also had strict requirements on Zhou Yi.

What surprised him was that this time he didn't even hear a complaint from Zhou Yi's mouth.

You know, he still remembers it very clearly what Zhou Yi looked like when he just came to his training. That was often complaining.

Although he completed the training tasks he arranged for him every time, the first impression he always complained about was probably not good.

But this time, even though Zhou Yi was obviously exhausted, he still did not admit defeat in his mouth.

This kid is much tougher than before.

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The day of playing against Chelsea youth team finally came.

In the youth team's special locker room at the Chelsea Colham Training Base, the Chinese teenagers have just visited this luxurious training base full of high technology and modernity.

However, the excitement of the young players was no longer as obvious as when they first saw Lamacia.

It’s not that they look down on Chelsea, but as the game progresses, they care more about the game now. Because of the upcoming game, everyone is actually absent-minded when visiting. They even have to let the crew members constantly remind them that they are making admiring sounds and envious expressions...

In the locker room, Hao Dong was cheering the players.

"Compared with Arsenal, Chelsea's youth training strength is really not strong. So don't put too much pressure on it. Let go of the kick. I believe you and I hope you believe in yourself! We must be more proactive from the beginning of this game and strive to score a goal..."

Chelsea's youth training strength is indeed not strong, but it is only compared to traditional youth training strong teams like Arsenal and Barcelona. For Chinese teenagers, even if they are not strong, this Chelsea youth team is still strong. But if Hao Dong tells the truth, he is afraid that these teenagers will lose their fighting spirit before the game begins.

To deal with children, sometimes you need to coax them.

But these kids are probably not that easy to coax...

Zhang Tao raised his hand with a frown: "Mr. Hao, even if they are not strong, they are just not strong compared to Arsenal, right? Isn't it still very strong for us?"

Looking at many other players, although they did not say it like Zhang Tao, it can be seen from the expressions on their faces that they lack confidence. They do not think that the Chelsea youth team is not strong. They just think that this is what the coach coaxes them.

However, after personally experiencing the strong level of European youth football, they are no longer children with little knowledge before going abroad and are not easily coaxed.

Especially after losing to the Arsenal youth team 0-7 in the last game, the confidence that he had finally built up was destroyed.

Even if Zhou Yi plays in this game, everyone will be worried because he can't hold on for long.

When Hao Dong saw the young players' appearance, he knew that what he was worried about still happened.

These children have also learned...

Just as he was thinking about how to convince these children to regain their fighting spirit, someone came to him.

"It's true, Mr. Hao is right." Zhou Yi stood up and said, "This Chelsea U17 youth team is really not strong."

Everyone turned their attention to him, including the surprised Hao Dong.

"What nonsense!" Liang Qiqi, who couldn't stand Zhou Yi, finally found an opportunity to start squirting - we are discussing professional issues here, do you have the amateur interjection? "Do you know Chelsea's youth training?"

"As a fan, I understand a little." Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi did not give in and just stepped forward.

"Just!" Liang Qiqi snorted coldly.

Zhou Yi ignored Liang Qiqi and continued: "There is only one of the powerful people in this Chelsea youth team, their striker Gale Kakuta, a black man. He can play forward and winger, and midfielder. He has good physical fitness, a good sense of breakthrough and rhythm, and a good overall view. As a black man, it is not easy to have such a big view..."

Everyone was stunned when Zhou Yi talked endlessly about the football style of this man named Gael Kakuta.

You know, let alone this person’s football style, they didn’t even know this person’s name before!

When Sun Pan saw Zhou Yi's serious look, he wondered - this kid is talking nonsense again, right?

He hasn't done that before...

Because Sun Pan was Zhou Yi's friend, he was just muttering in his heart because he was Zhou Yi's face. Liang Qiqi directly expressed this guess. He shouted: "I'll make up a name and make up a fool of myself, and you dare to tell me if you understand?"

Xu Yang, who had not spoken next to him, was already shocked - because there was really a man named Gael Kakuta in the Chelsea youth team! And after Zhou Yi's words, he seemed to know Gael Kakuta better than the Chinese coaching staff!

Now that he heard Liang Qiqi not believing, Xu Yang couldn't stand his attitude towards Zhou Yi everywhere, he snorted: "Zhou Yi is right, Chelsea youth team does have such a number of people."

Now, all of the teammates who didn't believe Zhou Yi were shocked.

Sun Pan opened his mouth wide in surprise - Is this kid sowed?!

Yang Muge also stood up to testify to Zhou Yi and he was not making up: "Zhou Yi does know a lot about European youth training. When we were in Dortmund, he told me about Gotze's playing style and weaknesses before the game, and his words were verified in the game."

Yang Muge is an honest man and never lie. Everyone knows this. If he says this happens, it will be true.

So everyone's eyes at Zhou Yi became more complicated.

Even Hao Dong was a little puzzled why Zhou Yi knew so much?

Xu Yang even asked this question directly: "Why do you understand Zhou Yi so well?"

"Uh, I'm a fan. I usually like to watch football and watch everything related to football when I'm fine..." Zhou Yi explained. "And there is a football game called 'FM', which contains a lot of detailed information about the genius little monsters in real football, all of which are almost in line with reality."

He didn't know whether everyone believed his explanation, but he couldn't tell everyone that he had fought with this Chelsea youth team dozens of times in his dream, and studied each of his digitization skills one by one. He found that the best data in this was Gail Kakuta, right?

As for Kakuta's playing style, he naturally summarized it based on those data. He has never seen Kakuta's playing style, and he doesn't know if Kakuta's playing style is really like this, because in the virtual system, the Kakuta of Chelsea Youth Team is gray, and can only look at the data, but cannot play games.

Chu Ling told him that this was because Kakuta was injured and could not go to the battle.

After Zhou Yi finished explaining, Xu Yang did not continue to ask questions. Obviously, he accepted Zhou Yi's answer - what if he doesn't accept it? Can he think of other possibilities? Even if he beat him to death, he would not have thought that Zhou Yi had a virtual world that perfectly reflects reality...

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhou Yi continued, "They are just such a powerful person, and this powerful person... is still injured, so they shouldn't be able to play in this game. So what else should they be afraid of? I think we can compete with them!"

Hearing Zhou Yi say this, Hao Dong glanced at Zhou Yi in surprise, then nodded and said, "Indeed, the latest news we have received is that this Chelsea U17 leader was injured at the beginning of the season and has not returned to the team yet, so he can't play in today's game."

The players' eyes when they look at Zhou Yi can only be described as "worship"...
Chapter completed!