Vol 3 Chapter 349: Fertile teenager

To be honest, if someone told Zhou Tiancheng in the past, children in a place in China would love football so much, even if there is only a ragged football, not even professional shoes or even sports shoes, they are so enthusiastic about football Love, he absolutely does not believe it.
You must say Brazil. He is likely to respond to each other in this way.
As far as the local players he sees, he may just regard football as a profession. To put it more vulgarly, it is just a means of making money.
Vulgar is vulgar, but this is the status quo. After a long time with the national team of new and old local players, Zhou Tiancheng's biggest emotion is that he was lucky to have gone abroad to go to university before accidentally embarking on a career path.
Although he scored in the World Cup, Zhou Tiancheng knew in his heart that he would prefer to play with Jiang Hao and his few foreigners if conditions permit. Quite simply, other domestic players have to rely on belts, and the awareness and talent for training since childhood is not on a level.
Zhou Tiancheng even doubted whether some teammates of the national team really loved football at first. If they were really committed and willing to practice, would their basic skills be so unsightly?
At least the momentum of this investment is far less than these children. What Zhou Tiancheng sees in them is the most rustic love for football, which can be seen from his eyes.
The forty-year-old coach who led the team looked at Zhou Tiancheng brightly, staring at it for a few seconds, and then asked the principal in a low voice uncertainly: "Zhou Tiancheng?"
The headmaster nodded softly to make sure that he did not admit his mistake.
The middle-aged coach immediately grabbed Zhou Tiancheng hard and said excitedly: "Great, Zhou Tiancheng! It's really you. Can you teach these children? Can you?"
Zhou Tiancheng didn't expect this unkempt middle-aged coach to come up and pull himself so hard that he shouted so loudly. After recovering, Zhou Tiancheng nodded frequently: "No problem, no problem. You can rest assured."
The middle-aged coach was a little excited, and the children behind him realized that the big brother who brought them new football was not only a good person, but also probably very powerful, even their respectful and fearful coach showed such an expression. When Zhou Tiancheng nodded, the children cheered.
In this scene, even the leader of the Adi team who followed Zhou Tiancheng was very surprised. He smiled and said to the principal behind him and the two leaders above: "I already knew that this would happen, haha!"
The leader of the County Sports Bureau whispered to him: "Coach Ikebull is so excited. He has taught sports here for more than 20 years. He has seen many talented young men. He really likes football and organizes This team is the coach Ikebail who started picking from the first grade, and did not ask for a penny from the school. We just formed this team earlier this year, and now has the first round robin game from the northern Xinjiang region. It's time to qualify..."
When Zhou Tiancheng was behind, when the two were talking in a low voice, Coach Ikebear also clutched Zhou Tiancheng tightly, pleading with Mandarin with a Uyghur accent, just like holding a glimmer of hope for these children. There is a trace of helplessness: "Can you teach these children more? The children here are really passionate about football, but... hey, our backcountry, there is really no one to pay attention to."
Zhou Tiancheng nodded again and again: "I can start now, no problem."
Coach Ai Ke Baier nodded excitedly: "Please wait a moment, we still have a player did not come."
Coach Ikebail immediately turned around and scolded angrily: "Why has Nizamet not yet arrived? Does he know that there are important guests coming today? This is his chance, it! Who of you can contact him?" "
No one answered. When Coach Iqbal was irritated, he watched a figure approaching from afar, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "This boy, hey, it's okay, it's not too late."
When this figure approached, Zhou Tiancheng's eyes lighted up. There is nothing special about this figure. What attracted Zhou Tiancheng's attention was his feet. The child used a stone as a football, and while walking, he kept nodding a slap-sized stone with his head without stopping.
It is not difficult for professional players to use the ball continuously, but at this age, without professional training, this has to attract Zhou Tiancheng's attention.
Of course, this kid was not without mistakes. Coach Ikebail shouted at him and distracted him. The stone in the top should be able to change direction in the next second.
Zhou Tiancheng was actually very fond of this child, but then, the movement of this child made Zhou Tiancheng show two surprised expressions.
Seeing that the stone was about to land, he wasn't going to give up yet. This time he didn't need to pick up his head. His body leaned forward slightly. He lifted the ball off with his chest, and then lifted his legs. Pick the "ball" behind you, and then use your right heel to pick the ball back and step on it firmly.
Zhou Tiancheng's eyes brightened. Although this series of movements just said that there are ingredients for playing cool skills, not every talented child can complete the last two picks.
Zhou Tiancheng was keenly aware that the child's reaction and judgment were faster than the falling of the "ball." This reaction is definitely not something that can be achieved by practicing alone during the week.
"Does that child often play games?" Zhou Tiancheng saw at a glance that this was definitely the accumulation of actual combat experience.
"You said him!" Coach Ikebail showed a little pride on his face: "He is our most talented kid here, transferred from another county, and has played many games on behalf of the local team before coming here. , McGrady, come here!"
Coach Ikebail shouted loudly that the child ran over quickly ~EbookFREE.me~ The sight naturally fell on Zhou Tiancheng, who was the tallest, and then looked at the coach, asking with two doubts.
"His name is Nizamet." Coach Ikebail first said to Zhou Tiancheng, then turned around and submitted a few words to Nizame. They spoke Uighur, and Zhou Tiancheng really couldn't understand. .
After saying a few words, Coach Ikebail roared loudly, and Zhou Tiancheng hurriedly went to persuade him. Coach Ikebale was a little embarrassed: "I'm really sorry, my friend. This kid is not very obedient, he didn't hear After you, some doubts."
People in ethnic areas are also very straightforward, as long as they show enthusiasm and goodwill, they will immediately treat you as a friend.
Zhou Tiancheng smiled and shook his head, looking at Nizameti: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, boy, I think we will know soon."
This activity originally had an interactive link between Zhou Tiancheng and these children. Zhou Tiancheng decided in his heart that he would definitely give it to him.
It is barren here, but here is a fertile ground for football. For these seeds, I have loved football in my heart.