Lazio implements a training system integrated with schools for children under ten years old.
There is no special echelon for those under ten years old, but cooperation with some schools in the region.
Football activities in schools are sponsored by Lazio Club, which provides equipment and talents. Coaches from the youth academy will regularly go to different schools to carry out football teaching activities to cultivate these children's interest in football.
At the same time, outstanding talents are selected from them. When they reach age, they can join Lazio's youth training camp and receive more professional training.
At this age, people still focus on academics and interests, and their utilitarianism is not that strong.
Ji Leng brought his son Ji Ming and followed the two coaches to this elementary school. With them was a temporary translator Chang Sheng hired for them. After all, neither of them could speak or understand Italian yet.
Without a translator, I’m afraid I wouldn’t even be able to understand the training requirements…
After the team gathered, Lazio's youth training coach asked Ji Ming to join the team and introduced Ji Ming to other young players.
Everyone applauded to welcome Ji Ming to join.
Then the training began.
When the coach explained the training requirements, Ji Ming stared at the coach with wide eyes and listened carefully to every word the translator said, for fear of misunderstanding.
Although he is only eight years old, his attitude towards football is quite mature.
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While Ji Ming was working hard on patrol for his future, Chang Sheng was also training with the first team.
But today he was a little absent-minded.
Ever since he knew that Ji Ming had a potential value of 186, his thoughts had been focused on this kid.
A genius with 186 potential!
For a player like this, even if he plays for Lazio at the age of sixteen, he will be ready eight years later.
If you don’t catch it in your own hands, you may regret it for the rest of your life!
If he wasn't still too young, Chang Sheng would really like to use [This is How Geniuses Are Made] and various training skills on Ji Ming, and then let Ji Ming play for Lazio after one season!
I wonder how he is doing in practice there...
After finishing the training of the first team, Chang Sheng announced the disbandment and left in a hurry.
Everyone looked at his background and thought he was a little strange today.
"Is there something urgent? You seem to be particularly anxious about something..."
"Are you worried about your wife and the baby in your belly?"
Everyone was talking about it.
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When Chang Sheng came to the youth team training ground, he saw Ji Leng and his son from a distance.
But unlike when he said goodbye to them in the morning, these two people looked a little downcast.
Chang Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
He strode over and greeted them warmly.
"Hi, Lao Ji, hi, Mingming. How's the situation?"
After speaking, he looked at the two people expectantly.
Ji Ming lowered his head under his gaze, while Ji Leng sighed.
"What's wrong?" Chang Sheng asked doubtfully.
"Uh... Chang Sheng... That... may disappoint you. Maybe my son is not suitable for playing football, right?" Ji Leng hesitated and stammered.
"Isn't it possible?"
A person with a potential value of 186 is not suitable for playing football? What a joke!
If Ji Ming is not suitable for football, then there are not more than ten people in the world who are suitable for football!
"In the afternoon training and competition, Mingming performed very poorly..."
Ji Leng said helplessly.
At this moment, Stramaccioni walked over, followed by two youth training coaches.
Chang Sheng made a gesture to signal Ji Leng to wait, and then he turned to face Stramaccioni.
Stramaccioni saw Chang Sheng and Ji Leng and his son behind Chang Sheng. He didn't know what the relationship between these two people was with Chang Sheng, but no matter what the relationship was, he had to tell the truth.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Chang Sheng put an arm around his shoulders and neck and pushed him back.
"Let's go over there and talk."
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When he reached a place about fifty meters away from Ji Leng and Ji Ming's charge, Chang Sheng stopped, and then he let go of Stramaccioni.
"What's going on?"
"Uh... Kaka!" Stramaccioni covered his neck and coughed a few times. "That kid may not be very suitable for professional football."
He told the truth.
"Luccio and Francis are the coaches this afternoon, they will tell you the specific situation..."
Stramaccioni pointed to the two youth coaches behind him.
Chang Sheng looked at them and said nothing.
One of the two coaches hesitated for a moment and then began to tell what happened that afternoon.
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While Chang Sheng was listening to the story, Ji Leng was squatting on the ground comforting his son.
"Okay, it's not a big deal, Mingming. In fact, you are much luckier than your classmates. They may never have the opportunity to come to a European team for training in their lives, but you at least have such an opportunity one day...
Do you know how many people are willing to trade money for this day?"
Ji Ming lowered his head and sobbed without saying a word.
"Just think of it as if your father took you to Rome for a tour, and by the way went to Lazio Club to experience..."
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"This is the situation..." The two coaches introduced the situation.
Chang Sheng shook his head: "This is not a big deal. A game and a training session can't explain the problem at all. You have to know that before today, he was just an ordinary second-year elementary school student in China who likes to play football. What can you expect?
How did he perform in his first professional training session?"
The two youth training coaches were so told by Chang Sheng that they dared not say a word.
Chang Sheng is not older than the two of them, but his influence and status in world football is definitely much greater than theirs.
Therefore, Chang Sheng acted like his immediate boss, and the two of them did not dare to have any dissatisfaction.
"If it's just for this reason, I'll make the decision - keep him!"
Stramaccioni couldn't help but ask: "Chang, is that child your... relative?"
Chang Sheng shook his head: "No, what's wrong?"
"No, I just think... He is still so young, but he has to come to Italy from China and leave his hometown... If he is really not suitable for professional football, wouldn't it be a waste of more than ten years of youth? Doing this... After all...
OK?"
Chang Sheng smiled: "I didn't expect you to be quite artistic, Andre."
Stramaccioni rolled his eyes.
Chang Sheng continued: "Believe me, I have never missed Andre in looking at people. I believe he has enough talent to become an excellent professional player."
Chang Sheng is a conservative statement.
If he wasn't afraid of scaring the other person, he might have said "the talent of a world star."
Stramaccioni believes that since he can be the youth training director, he must be responsible for the team's youth training. He will not let go of any good prospects, but he will not waste too many resources on those who are destined to fail.
On children.
This idea is somewhat utilitarian, but it coincides with the victorious pragmatist.
"Have you ever watched his game?" he asked.
Chang Sheng smacked his lips: "I have watched his game video, his father showed it to me..." He turned around and pointed at Ji Leng who was squatting on the ground.
"The performance of this kid there is simply heavenly! Although he is only eight years old, he has completely conquered me. So I contacted them and asked them to come to Italy for a trial training... If possible, I even want to play with them Sign now!”
His words still frightened the three people.
Signing a contract with an eight-year-old kid? Is Chang Sheng okay with his brain?
"Video? Now that you say that, I'm even more curious. Can you show me the video?" Stramaccioni stretched out his hand.
Chang Sheng spread his hands and shrugged: "I'm afraid not, I didn't bring it with me in China."
Chang Sheng started to act rogue.
"Anyway, I am very optimistic about this player's potential. I think the club should focus on cultivating him. And now he does not need to join the echelon, he just needs to be trained in school. When he turns ten years old, we will see. If If you still have doubts about his prospects, let’s discuss it again..."
Chang Sheng didn't say "let's give up on him" because he planned to continue playing rogue for another two years to comfort them.
Stramaccioni knows exactly who the real boss of this team is...
And the victorious vision is indeed not missed.
Many of the players on the list he gave are now playing in all echelons of Lazio, which shows his vision.
So Stramaccioni nodded: "Okay, but I have reservations."
Chang Sheng smiled: "This is up to you, Andre."
After taking care of these coaches, Chang Sheng turned around and strode towards Ji Leng and Ji Ming.
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"Mingming, tell dad, do you like playing football?"
Ji Leng was still comforting the child, and Ji Ming finally stopped crying.
Ji Ming sniffed and nodded.
"If you like playing football, you can play it anywhere, and you don't have to become a professional player, right? Aren't you happy playing football in school?"
Although Ji Leng was so comforting, his son's graffiti still flashed through his mind.
"Big star Ji Ming!"
This sentence stung him.
How can you become a big star if you just play football on the weekends?
"That's not possible, Lao Ji. If he likes to play football, he must play in the best place, otherwise his talent will be wasted!"
Chang Sheng's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Then he saw Chang Sheng squatting down and touching Ji Ming's hair with one hand.
"Do you like playing professional football, Mingming?" Chang Sheng asked. Different from Ji Leng's question, Chang Sheng said "professional football" rather than a simple and general "football".
Ji Ming still lowered his head and nodded vigorously.
"Your dad said your bedroom is filled with posters of various football stars. Do you want to be one of those stars on the posters?"
This time Ji Ming stopped nodding. He raised his head and mustered up the courage to answer loudly: "I think!"
When Ji Leng saw this scene from the side, he thought of the graffiti again.
That is his son's dream...how could he not want to?
"Very good." Chang Sheng nodded. "You are only eight years old this year. Even if you join the professional league at the age of sixteen, there are still eight years in between. These eight years are the key. You may be in these eight years. If you are eliminated early, you may also encounter many difficulties, such as what you encountered today. But I hope you will persevere no matter what difficulties you encounter and never give up - if you really want to If you become a star..."
"I won't give up, Uncle Chang, I definitely won't give up!" Xiao Jiming replied loudly, almost shouting.
As if being loud can prove his determination.
Chang Sheng smiled.
"That's good. Your performance is terrible today, but what does it matter? You will soon find that when you work hard towards your goals and move forward to realize your dreams, there will be many setbacks like this. If
How can you make progress if you cry after losing once? Let alone realize your dreams. Dreams are flowers that bloom on cliffs. They bloom in the most dangerous and barren places. They take root and sprout tenaciously in the storm and then bloom.
…It only belongs to those who are brave and don’t like timidity and tears. So don’t cry, Mingming. Let every failure be your motivation to improve yourself and keep moving forward. Do you understand?”
Little Jiming nodded vigorously again, clenched his fists and said loudly: "I won't cry! I'm not afraid of failure either!"
Ji Leng stared blankly at Chang Sheng, who comforted and encouraged his son.
I spent a long time trying, but Chang Sheng's few words were of no use.
Who is his biological father?
Chang Sheng turned to look at Ji Leng: "Old Ji, don't be stunned. Take your son to go through the formalities."
Ji Leng came back to his senses and was surprised: "Procedure? What procedure?"
"Training procedures, your son is now our Lazio! In order to prevent others from snatching him away, we have to sign an agreement..." Chang Sheng said and the eyes of the two people opposite him changed.
He laughed loudly and rubbed little Jiming's hair vigorously: "Congratulations, Mingming! You are now a member of the Lazio youth team! You have taken a big step towards your dream!"
Ji Leng asked him excitedly: "You mean we can stay in Lazio?"
"certainly!"
"You didn't lie to us, did you, Uncle Chang?" Ji Ming cried with joy and started crying again.
Chang Sheng glared: "Nonsense! How could I lie? Start having fun in Rome from tomorrow, and then go through the enrollment procedures. The club will help you with these things, but you also have to be present.
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As he said that, he turned to Ji Leng: "I said it, Lao Ji. I said your son has the talent to play football, and I will teach your son. I will do what I say!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, Novels.
