The courtyard in front of a flat low bungalow is made of old wooden stakes, and the ground is covered with a thin layer of cement. It has long been damaged by people's tramplings and is bumpy and water accumulates everywhere when it rains.

Next to a rusty fourth-stage iron ladder leading to the door of the bungalow, a thin blond boy, wearing a pair of blue shorts, stepped on the concrete road, kicked the ball towards the wall next to the iron ladder, with his left foot, right foot, and chest stopping the ball...

The boy always had a bright and innocent smile on his face, because he could always kick the ball into the circle on the wall as he had already practiced deeply, and made muffled sounds of balls colliding with the wall on the flat wall.

There was an old man sitting in the distance of the courtyard. He would wave his hand at the boy who was practicing football from time to time, shouting something, and pointing out his mistakes in his footwork when he was playing football just now. The old man was once a professional player, so he was very respected in the town.

In the kitchen facing the courtyard, a German woman was doing dinner, waiting for her husband to go out to go home. Looking in from another balcony window, you can see two little girls with ponytails rushing to watch TV in the living room.

I don't know how long I had practiced, but the boy stopped sweating profusely, stepped on the ball, put his hands on his waist, and looked at the old man with a smug smile, especially when he saw the latter giving him a thumbs up, he grinned again, revealing his mouth full of white teeth and laughed innocently.

At this moment, the sunset shone into the peaceful town of Rollach and sprinkled in this warm courtyard, which coated the little boy's smile with a layer of golden light, making it extremely dazzling.

I don’t know how many times it was, Desler woke up leisurely from his sleep.

There was no cold sweat, no thrillingness, only the tears that had dried up in the corner of my eyes.

Sitting up from the bed, curled up, resting his forehead on his knees, a pair of slightly dead eyes glowing in the dark room.

Every time he wakes up, he wants to cry, but he can't cry!

He remembered that the two Germanys were unified in 1989, but his father had to retire early due to myocardial infarction, which made their family's environment very bad all of a sudden. At the age of 10, at the World Cup in Germany, their whole family gathered in front of the living room to cheer for their motherland.

He thought of his father, the German man who retired due to injuries early. He shouldered almost all the heavy responsibilities of the family, and used his misfortune to spur and inspire Deisler and encouraged him to strive for his football dream. However, he always quarreled with his mother because of family trivial matters again and again.

Remember, when he decided to escape from the home that was beginning to become unlucky, when he wanted to work hard to find his football dream and headed to Borussia Mönchengladbach, his parents were locked in the room, and the most intense argument he had ever seen broke out, and they even filed for a divorce.

In the end, for the sake of the children, they did not divorce, but the two were strangers. This made Desler begin to hate the already cold home. He hid alone in Borussia Mönchengladbach, and refused to go back even after holidays. Even though he was bullied and humiliated by his teammates in Borussia Mönchengladbach's youth training camp, he was silent and gritted his teeth and persevered.

It’s just a chance, a chance to become a professional player!

He wanted to be independent, he wanted to make money with his own hands and change everything in his family. So when Kaiserslautern's contract was delivered to him, he chose to agree without hesitation and fled from Borussia Mönchengladbach without looking back.

When he came to this city closer to Rollach, Deisler finally felt the head coach's attention to him, but after a few years, his heart had been frozen. He began to reject people and things from the outside world. He could not trust anything around him because he was very scared. Once he believed it, once he had feelings, then not long after all, all of this would leave him again.

Just like a warm family in the past!

The time interval between parents visiting him was getting longer and longer, from once a week, once every two weeks, to even once a month, or once every six months, and when he decided to join Kaiserslautern, they just nodded coldly and said, "Oh, Kaiserslautern? We get it!"

That's all! Because they can't take care of themselves!

Originally, Desler thought that his life would probably have passed like this, but he never expected that he would still be moved, identified, and had a feeling of trust in people.

Yang Cheng, a foreign head coach who began to enter his life strongly since a few months ago, is young and energetic, and he attaches great importance to Deisler. He not only agreed to his almost harsh demands, but also brought him from the youth training camp in Borussia Mönchengladbach to Kaiserslautern, but also tried every means to help him.

After talking again and again, secretly helping him again and again, and rekindling hope after disappointment, Desler had to believe that Yang Cheng really hoped that he was good and that he really trusted him with heart and heart.

He felt extremely ashamed of this head coach because he never could overcome his inner demons, which disappointed him again and again!

But when he saw Yang Cheng rushing into the court regardless of violations for him, he even impulsively attacked the opponent's players, but was finally punished by the referee to the court, especially the words he said before leaving the court, which made Desler feel extremely guilty.

"Am I a coward?" In the darkness, Desler muttered to himself, tears had already slipped silently from his cheeks without control. At this moment, he really had the heart to die!

The next morning, Deisler, who had not slept for a night, came to the Tillingen training ground like a walking corpse.

Because he came very early, when he arrived, the coaching staff was setting up training facilities on the training ground. He stood silently on the sidelines and watched, silently looking for the person he wanted to see in the crowd.

But unfortunately, he did not find Yang Cheng.

Yesterday's incident caused a sensation in German football. TV stations and newspapers were published. Yang Cheng rushed into the stadium to push the opponent's players. The Football Association may even file a case for investigation. If it is serious, he may even be banned for a long time!

After waiting on the sidelines for more than ten minutes, but still not waiting for Yang Cheng. Desler was a little panicked because he knew that Yang Cheng had always come to the training ground an hour in advance, but today...

He likes random thoughts, he is afraid that Yang Cheng will leave the team in anger, or like him, he can't bear the pressure and do something...

"Mr. Baier!" Desler came to Paul for the first time, Baier.

The latter was a little surprised because it was almost the first time Desler had to talk to him on his own initiative, so he was stunned for a few seconds before he could react, but Desler had already spoken first.

"May I ask, Mr. Yang Cheng..."

Paul, Baier smiled bitterly and pointed to the training building in the distance, "He has been here long ago, but he is in a bad mood and does not want to see anyone. Today's training will be the responsibility of us."

Desler felt sad and felt guilty arose. He naturally knew the reason why Yang Cheng was in a bad mood.

"Can you talk?" Paul asked.
Chapter completed!