Vol 7 Chapter 239: Talent Realm

Zhou Tiancheng never thought the other party would play like this.
During the recording of the program, he only knew that the other party wanted to play really, let Xiao Fuxing show a bit of dry goods belonging to the second generation of Xing.
To be honest, this is indeed beyond his expectations. He originally thought that he was just doing some regular mini-games. The other party might just be fancy with his reputation. He just took his son to complete two waves.
But when he found that they came to a green field, he found something bad.
Xiao Fuxing didn't feel much. The little guy shouted Zhou Tiancheng's clothes when he saw Luyinchang. Zhou Tiancheng took a lot of effort to coax him, and then slowly calmed down.
"Son, be quiet, what's going on?"
Zhou Tiancheng had no idea at all. He didn't know how to play the program group. Although it was unlikely to exceed the normal scope of a child under three years old, he was afraid that they would really regard this child as a talented boy.
Zhou Tiancheng didn't teach him any dry goods. When playing with the ball for a limited time, he only taught him some basic skills of passing and stopping the ball. For a child who only learned to walk, practicing everything is nonsense. light.
"Relax, Zhou, the first show is definitely not difficult for this child." Julie Catherine said with a smile: "We will not be difficult for him, let's start with the ball stop performance. All the basics of football It’s a stop, am I right?"
His partner, John Kenk, put on the sidelines: "This is simply too simple. Zhou's stopping technique is so powerful that there are no more than two players around. I also believe that this cute kid has gotten this Powerful genes."
The double reed of variety shows, common routines, the two presenters played quite slippery.
It can be seen that the other party is still popularized outside the venue, but Zhou Tiancheng heard this sentence while recording the program and almost sprayed it on the other party's face-roll your uncle's, powerful genes? No matter how powerful the gene is less than three years old, can it be seen?
It’s not appropriate to put this old saying on the football field at the age of three and look at the old at the age of seven. How can a real talent wait until the age of five and start the ball-touching practice to see the first two. But at this time it is still far from those rich youth training camps. The echelons of these clubs generally only start from U8, U9, that is, when they are eight or nine years old. The reason is very simple, the body is fully developed, and they have the basic understanding ability. Only then can we see the upper limit of a small player. With the strict evaluation system of the European youth training camp, they will not let any one of them enter the game.
This is the rule that Zhou Tiancheng slowly learned after mixing in this circle for so long, so he really didn’t know how to say it, but he was facing another one who might not even understand the ball, but gave it to him. People with puzzles.
He shrugged and seemed to say naturally: "Otherwise, I will come with my son. At home, we often practice together. As long as I come to the court, I don't like to be an audience."
The two hosts shouted excitedly, there must be Zhou Tiancheng's part, in order to move Zhou Tiancheng, they spent a lot of money, it is impossible for him to be an audience, in fact, they are still worried that too many links make Zhou Tiancheng angry Hearing Zhou Tiancheng say this, they naturally have no opinion. It is nothing more than to change the program, as long as Zhou Tiancheng is willing, this is not a big deal.
On the greenery field, Xiao Fuxing was a little unhappy to see that he and his father were the only ones. He remembered that someone promised that there would be many friends to play with him.
"Son, relax, relax, ha! It's just a game, just like we usually play at home. But the venue here is much better than home. Haha!"
This is a five-person venue carefully selected by the program team, but it is not a standard five-person rubber venue, but is covered with turf. After all, it is only a variety show, just to show a child.
"Use the head."
The two stood on the sidelines and Zhou Tiancheng said softly to his son.
As soon as the football came in front of him, Xiao Fuxing was in a state of excitement, completely forgetting a little displeasure of being cheated.
"Wait, Zhou, what are you going to perform to us? Can you tell me a little?"
"There is nothing wrong with it." Zhou Tiancheng smiled a little: "Xiaofuxing can accurately determine every landing point, and we often play header relay at home."
The host's eyes suddenly lighted up: "Okay, please start your performance, I believe the audience must also look forward to it."
Zhou Tiancheng bowed halfway and passed the ball to Xiao Fuxing. He passed the ball behind Xiaofuxing, and the guests invited by the scene all exclaimed, and even the two hosts showed a slight disappointment.
Did you fail the first time?
According to Zhou Tiancheng himself, this is a header relay, which means that only the head can be used, and the ball cannot land, but now the ball has bypassed the top of Xiao Fuxing’s head. For children who have not been exposed to any formal training, almost It is impossible to complete.
This is their idea. In fact, many people think so, but just as they exclaimed with a final voice, Xiao Fuxing sharply turned his head to complete the header. He hasn't grown up yet, and he has an advantage in playing this kind of header relay. As long as the ball doesn't land, he has the conditions to receive it.
But Zhou Tiancheng was really suffering. For such a big man, many of the returned by his son can only reach his waist, but he sees his son playing happily. He didn't do it so many times when he focused on the field.
The whole session was only ten minutes, but in these ten minutes, everyone was dumbfounded.
The two headed for the relay, and some people even counted on the spot. The two performed a hundred times in ten minutes, but they never fell off.
During this process, no one who has seen it will think it is just a game.
Every time the father and son headed the ball not just face to face to the top of each other's head, it was just a game, each time Zhou Tiancheng was in a different direction towards Xiao Fuxing. Rear side, rear side, left side, right side, the strength is controlled, but the speed is never reduced.
Not only did Xiao Fuxing turn around very fast, he was able to accurately judge, but he always chose the right way. He even gave Zhou Tiancheng the top of the back of his head many times. The ultimate goal is to use the header to push the ball in even if the challenge is successful.
The hostess Julie Catherine doesn't understand the ball, but his partner John Kenk is an out-and-out fan who has watched the ball at the Old Trafford stand with his father since he was ten years old. It is precisely because he knows the ball, so he is much more exaggerated than Catherine's expression, has been staring at the eyes, and is from the heart.
"John, is this difficult?" Catherine asked quietly beside him~EbookFREE.me~Talent! talent! "Kenke said to himself in shock: "A sense of position...chubby..."
Catherine didn't hear clearly, nor did she understand what the partner was saying, but Kenk was not a regular fan and had already seen something.
He was almost certain that as long as the kid didn't make detours, it would be the superstar of which team from which youth camp.
Unfounded, he is not professional. But it is just a feeling, and the sixth sense as a fan is often accurate, because they may have seen more stars than some professional scouts.
Xiao Fuxing has his own talent field, but it is different from Zhou Tiancheng...
The last time, Zhou Tiancheng gave the top of the ball to Xiao Fuxing in the penalty area, and shouted at him: "Go in!"
He wants to see what his son does.
Xiao Fuxing touched the ball directly with his forehead, and the whole person directly fell into the goal.