Chapter 7: The Nail House of Marseille (2) ()

"A young man from China." Pierre pointed at Zhang Yang and introduced to Fernandez, "This kid has good physical fitness and is very fast."

Fernandez looked at Zhang Yang not far away and agreed with Pierre's evaluation of the child: his physical fitness is indeed good. Look at his body shape and his legs, he is not a muscular man, and he seems a little thin, but he can tell that he is strong and powerful.

Zhang Yang is practicing back and forth on his own, which is the most test of the players' endurance and explosiveness.

"How old is he?"

"nineteen."

"Where's the kick?"

"forward."

Fernandez's eyes lit up. The team now lacks shooters and unique shooters, so now when he sees shots, the players with distinctive shooting have the urge to rush up and take a bite.

"He's very fast?" Fernandez asked Pierre.

"That's right! This kid is as fast as a fast horse." Pierre told the truth.

Fernandez is interested. Such a player is a weapon for the team to fight back. However, he found that Pierre was looking at him and asked, "Hardik, is there anything wrong?"

"Uh...I want to remind you a little bit, he is a newcomer."

"Newcomer?"

"Yes, he has only played in the youth teams of professional teams in China before, and has no professional experience. Moreover, except for his fast speed, he may not be able to do anything else."

Fernandez looked at Pierre's expression, and it didn't seem like he was joking. He suddenly felt interesting. "Hardik... If you can keep him in the youth team, there should be a reason for you to like."

"Uh, in fact, this young man didn't succeed in the trial yesterday..." Pierre smiled helplessly and pointed to Zhang Yang in the distance and said, "But he came again this morning. In fact, his physical condition, especially his speed, is very appreciated by me, but he is already 19 years old, and some technical movements have been set and it is difficult to develop."

Fernandez understood a little. He looked at his helpless old friend and felt a little better, "Haha, I understand, haha, old friend, don't be so pessimistic, everything is exceptional, what if this kid can really go further."

“It’s almost impossible.”

"Haha, okay, you have a headache about this Chinese guy. I won't express any opinions." Fernandez patted his old friend on the shoulder, "You start training, I'll take a look."

His purpose today is to select one or two players who can be seen slightly to enrich the first team lineup. Of course, Fernandez still has a slight slight problem with which players in the youth team are better. In almost half a month, the archive reports of the best of these players will appear on his desk.

Moreover, Fernandez also wanted to see how strong the Chinese young man was? How fast was his speed? Other abilities were really as unsatisfactory as Pierre said?

The players of the Marseille youth team changed their jerseys and came to the training ground. They were surprised to see Zhang Yang on the sidelines. Everyone was still impressed by the boy who came to the team yesterday to ask for a trial. After all, there were not many players like Zhang Yang who came to apply for trial alone with a backpack on his back, let alone his Eastern Hokkien.

"Why is that kid here?"

"How do I know, did Mr. Pierre agree to him stay?"

"How is that possible? How could that kid's strength pass the assessment?"

Everyone was talking, and at this time, someone noticed the first team coach Jean Fernandez on the sidelines.

"Look, it's Mr. Fernandez."

"What did he do here? Could it be that my name has reached Mr. Fernandez's ears?"

"Damn, I've caught a slight cold these two days! I'll be affected in performance."

It was not until head coach Pierre came to the training ground that these people became quiet.

"Today's training, let Mr. Fernandez see your strength." Pierre said directly to the players. This sentence works better than any medicine. He seemed to have not woken up just now, and the Bulls who were excited and seemed to be in heat. They all wanted to perform well in front of the first team head coach. If they were attracted by Mr. Fernandez, they would be developed, money, hot girls, flash... The future is a golden road, oh, oh!

Pierre smiled. This was what he wanted to see. He wanted to stimulate the full potential of these guys. There was nothing that could stimulate these young people more than his own words!

Fernandez on the sidelines also smiled. It would be better if he could understand the level and potential of these young people more deeply. For example, some players have always performed well, but now because they are watching on the sidelines, they may perform poorly due to nervousness, which will make Fernandez re-evaluate. After all, in the Ligue 1 game, the level of tension can be imagined! The players' psychological qualities must be strong. Otherwise, their calf will become weak after playing.

Zhang Yang's eyes also lit up, Fernandez, Mr. Bole!

However, his excitement quickly calmed down, Zhang Yang knew that it was the youth team head coach Mr. Pierre, not the first team head coach Fernandez. He knew that it was good that he could stay in the youth team with his strength. Don’t expect to be attracted to Fernandez, that would be unrealistic!

Zhang Yang knew that at this moment, the road had to be followed step by step.

Pierre glanced at Zhang Yang and saw that the boy was not too excited about what he said. Is this boy not knowing Fernandez's identity or he didn't understand what he said?

However, Pierre ignored Zhang Yang on the sidelines, but directly arranged the team to train, first doing two laps of jogging to warm up.

Seeing that Pierre still had this attitude, Zhang Yang was too lazy to pay attention to it. Since you ignored me and didn't drive me away, I would do whatever I wanted.

Other coaches of the Marseille youth team on the sidelines shook their heads.

This kid's physical speed is indeed very fast. If his strength is not good, it will be a weapon for the team to fight back. However, this kid's level is too mediocre and wants to join the Marseille team? That is indeed a daydream, but you may have a chance to go to a low-level league.

I really don’t know why he is so persistent in the Marseille team?

Naturally, they didn't know that Zhang Yang had no other choice, and this would be Zhang Yang's last attempt. If he didn't succeed this time, Zhang Yang might have said goodbye to football and the Green Field in his life.

Seeing Zhang Yang following others for training without saying a word, the head coach of the youth team Pierre glanced at the kid deeply. He suddenly thought of a feasible way to deal with this matter, that is, ignore it!

This kid can stay in the training ground, so he will give him another chance. If this young man really has something that he can feel can be cultivated, then stay, and then let him leave.

Of course, he will not allow Zhang Yang to participate in the team's training for the time being, as this will disrupt the team's training arrangements. It is no longer easy to allow Zhang Yang to stay on the sidelines.

In addition, Pierre also considered that two or three players of the youth team were transferred to the first team before, and now the staff is tight, so if this guy really doesn't work, he can make up the number of people.

Of course, there is a timetable. Pierre set three days for Zhang Yang in his heart. After three days, if Zhang Yang still didn't really make his eyes shine, then he could only drive Zhang Yang away.

Zhang Yang didn't know that he had a timetable with Pierre, which would be his last hope, and of course it could also be said to be the day when the death sentence came.

He enjoys this feeling now.

Although the players of the Marseille youth team did not regard him as one of them, he was really happy to be on this training ground.

When others were conducting tactical training, Zhang Yang stood quietly on the sidelines to watch. This was a broader world for him. The tactical concepts of French football are much more advanced than those in China, and there are too many things that he needs to learn.

Of course, Zhang Yang was also holding his breath and waiting for an opportunity. He wanted to observe the training tactics of the Marseille youth team and understand the characteristics of some players. This was beneficial. If Pierre could give him the opportunity to participate in the joint training, he would at least be prepared.

From the beginning, Zhang Yang had plans. As a nail owner, it was obviously not an end. Well, this was just a means. A means that he had to be forced.

The players of the Marseille youth team looked at this special guy on the sidelines. They gathered together from time to time and whispered.

"What is the coach doing?"

"I don't know, don't worry about him, perform well. The first team's performance is not good now. Maybe our chance is here."

"Train well! What are you doing!" Pierre yelled. Seeing these guys whispering there, Pierre frowned. It seems that letting this kid stay on the sidelines is not a good decision.

He was wondering if he would ask the young man to leave now.

Two players in the Marseille youth team attracted Zhang Yang's attention. One was a guy wearing a No. 10 jersey. Of course, the player's position in the team can also be seen from the jersey number. From the position on the court, it can be seen that this person is the core of the midfield on the court.

The other one is wearing a No. 8 jersey.

Yashioy glanced at the sidelines with disgusting eyes.

Yashioi and Nasri are hailed by Marseille media and fans as the Gemini star produced by Marseille youth training camp. Now, Nasri has played the main player in the first team. Yashioi is envious of Nasri and is more confident in his future. Yashioi is destined to be a genius and destined to be a great star! The No. 10 of the Marseille youth team has a great tradition!

He was very disgusted with the audience on the sidelines. This country bumpkin from China actually wanted to enter the Marseille youth team. This guy was really fantastic. It was not so easy for a wealthy team like the Marseille to come in! This is where only a real genius can come!

After being rejected yesterday, Zhang Yang came to the training base again today. This perseverance attitude made Yashioy very disgusted. You must be self-aware and it is stupid to do what you know even if you know it is impossible!

He was determined to give this boy who didn't know how to be so handsome. He would make him look ugly and leave consciously. It would be annoying to look at him and affect his mood.

Mr. Fernandez is on the sidelines today, which is a good time for his performance, so don't be disturbed by this kid.

"Coach, I have an idea." Yasioy found Pierre and expressed his thoughts.

After hearing Yashioi's words, Pierre looked at Zhang Yang not far away. Yashioi, a proud young man, must have disliked this Chinese boy, but Yashioi's method might as well give it a try.
Chapter completed!