On the side of the court, Rexach was quite emotional.

"You China is vast and has a large population, so why don't you have many football geniuses?"

Xu Bao pointed to the field: "Do you don't even look down on these?"

Lexach waved his hand: "I don't mean that. I mean that although these young people are good, they are too small compared to the national population base."

Xu Bao sighed: "Actually, the ones who came here today are only a part of the talented Chinese players, or a small part."

Lexach pointed to the east, where the direction of the Imperial Capital Workers Stadium: "You mean, all the geniuses are on the national team, don't come here?"

Xu Bao shook his head: "I'm not only talking about them, but in fact, there are many talented players among the various clubs in China, but many of them didn't come."

"What does it mean?" Rexach was very confused. "Isn't it good to send the players here and have a chance to go abroad?"

Xu Bao snorted: "For many clubs, it's really not good."

"Why? Is it the football feature of China?"

"Your word is really...accurate."

Xu Bao smiled bitterly and revealed the reason.

"In fact, there are many talented football boys in China, and too many of them are all the same.

"There are not enough training opportunities in the low-level league, and the club does not have better cultivation capabilities, so they are useless to waste their talents.

"For them, it is really bad for sending these little geniuses to overseas or leave the team - it is bad for the club.

“They used to have a regular piece of bread, but now suddenly someone can process him into a fine Michelin meal.

"But after the processing, the meal was not under their control. They didn't do it.

"They can't do such a noble thing to abandon the interests of the club for the sake of the future of the players.

"Stay, at least you can still be a main player in the team.

"So, I would rather let go of the waste than let go."

Lexach opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

Xu Bao pointed to the direction of the court: "If you don't talk about this topic, let's continue watching the game. Now the blue team is leading, and it will definitely become more and more powerful in the future."

Lexach was more concerned about the other party: "I'm curious about what measures the Red Team will take. They just talked about it."

Xu Bao nodded: "Long Yu did not perform just now, and Chang Ming did not show his normal level. The next game will definitely get better and better."

The referee's whistle sounded and the center circle kicked off again.

The score is now 2-0. Both teams have just made a brief summary and determined the direction for the next play.

In terms of the blue team, the Golden Iron Triangle continues to use offense to suppress opponents.

Deng Zhuoxiang and Sun Ke have obvious technical characteristics.

One has outstanding skills and the other is extremely fast, which makes the Red Team's defense very difficult.

However, the two of them were not Maradona and Bailey after all. No matter how outstanding one-on-one abilities are, they can't stand the double-team of multiple people.

Two consecutive attacks were all destroyed.

Just now, Deng Zhuoxiang's pass by one pass was intercepted by Chang Ming decisively in the middle, destroying Deng Zhuoxiang's chance to take a single shot.

Deng Zhuoxiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Chang Ming again.

Just at the beginning of the game, he intercepted the ball.

This kid is not very physically compatible, but he has excellent judgment and accurate positioning.

Facing him one-on-one is already a little worried.

The teammates around him were not strong enough, Deng Zhuoxiang waved to greet Wu Xi behind him and signaled him to press on.

Wu Xi understood it and mentioned the front midfielder position.

But as soon as he came up, a sturdy figure squeezed over.

The opponent's No. 8 player played a man-to-man defense against him.

Deng Zhuoxiang's pass deliberately bypassed Chang Ming's defensive area and looked for Wu Xi, but the ball was intercepted by No. 8.

Wu Xi robbed him, but when he collided with No. 8's body, it seemed like he was hitting a wall and almost fell down.

Is this guy's physical fitness too exaggerated?

Like a livestock.

Wu Xi muttered, moving the position to the left, wanting to get closer to Sun Ke to help the attack.

Continue to follow him on the 8th.

Wu Xi was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

Rexach in the stands nodded constantly: "This kid is so strong! Even if he goes to the Premier League now, his health will not be at a disadvantage."

Xu Bao laughed loudly, his face full of pride: "His name is Cai Huikang, but he is a young player from my Xu Bao Youth Training Base."

"Old guy, it seems that you have found treasures over the years."

"Speaking of this, this kid is at most a second tier. There are still a few geniuses in my youth training base, and they are the future of Chinese football."

"Then I have a chance, I have to go and see. If I like someone and take it to Barcelona, ​​don't be reluctant to let it go."

"No problem! As long as you can give them a chance to play, you can give it to you for free!"

"Ok! We've agreed!"

In the stands, Xu Bao and Lexach talked about the game and the players, and the situation on the field had begun to reverse.

When everyone was optimistic about Deng Zhuoxiang and Sun Ke, Chang Ming paid more attention to Wu Xi.

Chang Ming knew very well that Wu Xi was the spiritual leader of this team, a metronome and a midfield iron gate.

As long as he is pinching him, the Blue Team will immediately get out of touch with the front and back courts.

Wu Xi's ability is irreplaceable. Other players are still much inferior to the Iron Triangle.

Cai Huikang has cut off Wu Xi's ball for the third time, and this time he hits his teammates on the left.

Teammates do not stick to the ball and directly push forward to player No. 10.

After receiving the ball, the Red Team No. 10 took a step back, and then suddenly stepped forward in reverse!

Passing through the two of them all at once!

Beautiful life!

The central defender pressed up and the No. 10 was pushed into the penalty area!

Long Yu arrived with a slap in the horse and shot with a blast!

The ball hit the lintel!

It's only a short distance from scoring the goal!

What a pity.

Despite this, there was still applause from the sidelines.

This applause is more for the No. 10 player.

Xu Bao also nodded and praised: "This Red Team No. 10 comes from the imperial capital, named Zhang Xizhe. He is a very talented player, and his talent is no less than Deng Zhuoxiang."

"The guys and passes just now are really good, but he can't continue to ensure his condition. This guy needs to continue to improve."

Lexach's comment was pretty pertinent.

The two bigwigs saw Zhang Xizhe's strength, and the Blue Team's defensive players have also begun to increase their defense.

In the next period of time, Zhang Xizhe, who was not physically superior, would have difficulty in having the opportunity to play, and he often turned his back on his back.

Long Yu also finds it difficult to get backcourt support.

It seems that the Red Team's advantage just now seems to be coming to an end.

But at this moment, the real spiritual leader of the Red Team stood up.

Cai Huikang broke the pass from the Blue Team again and knocked down an opponent's forward.

The referee did not call, and the Blue Team players were very dissatisfied.

At this moment when the scene was a little chaotic, Cai Huikang heard the sound of asking for the ball, and he passed the ball decisively!

Chang Ming received the ball lightly, and he didn't look forward at all, and directly passed it with a long pass with his big feet!
Chapter completed!