Chapter 1061: Dream is a flower blooming on the cliff (6164 monthly ticket plus more!)

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Lazio implements a school-based training system for children under ten years old.
There is no special echelon under the age of ten, but cooperation with some schools in the region.
The football activities in the school are sponsored by the Lazio Club. The Lazio Club provides equipment and talent. The coaches of the youth training camp will regularly go to different schools to carry out football teaching activities to cultivate these children ’s interest in football.
At the same time, select good and good seedlings, and when they reach their age, they can join Lazio's youth training camp and receive more professional training.
At this age, they are still mainly academic and interest-based, and their utility is not so strong.
Ji Leng came to this elementary school with his son Ji Ming and the two coaches. Together with them, there was a translator who Chang Sheng temporarily requested for them. After all, neither of them could speak or understand Italian.
If there is no translation, I am afraid I ca n’t even understand the training requirements ...
After the team assembled, Lazio's youth coach let Ji Ming join the team and introduced Ji Ming to other young players.
Everyone applauded to welcome Ji Ming to join.
Then started training.
When the coach said the training requirements, Ji Ming stared at the coach with wide eyes and listened carefully to every sentence the translator said, for fear of misunderstanding.
Don't look at him as eight years old, but his attitude towards football is quite old.
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When Ji Ming was trying to patrol the forest for his future, Chang Sheng was also training with the first team.
But today he is a little absent-minded.
Since he knew the potential value of Ji Ming is 186, his mind has been on this little kid.
186 potential genius!
Such a player, even if he played for Lazio at the age of sixteen, eight years later.
I am afraid I will regret my whole life if I do n’t catch it in my hands!
If he is not too young, Chang Sheng really wants to use [the genius is made like this] and various training skills for Ji Ming, and then one season later, let Ji Ming play for Lazio!
I don't know how he practiced there ...
After finishing the training for the first team, Chang Sheng announced that he had disbanded and hurried away.
Everyone looked at his background and thought he was a little strange today.
"Is there anything urgent? It seems to be particularly anxious ..."
"Worried about your wife and baby in your belly?"
There was a lot of talk about this.
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When Chang Sheng felt that the youth team was on the training ground, he saw Ji Leng and his son far away.
But unlike when he said goodbye to them in the morning, the two looked downcast.
Chang Sheng giggled.
He strode over and greeted them enthusiastically.
"Hi, old season, hi, Mingming. How is it going?"
After that, he looked at the two with expectation.
Ji Ming lowered his head under his gaze, and Ji Leng sighed.
"What's wrong?" Chang Sheng asked doubtfully.
"Uh ... often wins ... that ... may disappoint you, maybe my son is not suitable for playing football?" Ji Leng hesitated, stuttering.
"impossible?"
186 people with potential value are not suitable for playing football? What a joke!
If Ji Ming is not suitable for playing football, then there are no more than ten people suitable for playing football in this world!
"In the afternoon training and competition, Ming Ming performed very badly ..."
Ji Leng said helplessly.
At this time, Stella Maggioni came over, and there were two youth coaches beside him.
Chang Sheng made a gesture, instructing Ji Leng to wait, and then he turned to meet Stella Maggioni.
Stella Maggioni saw Chang Sheng and Ji Leng's father and son behind Chang Sheng. He didn't know what the relationship between these two people and Chang Sheng was.
As soon as he was about to open, Chang Sheng took his arm around his shoulders and neck, and then pushed him back.
"Let's go there and say."
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When he walked to a place about fifty meters away from Ji Leng and Ji Ming, Chang Sheng stopped and he released Stella Maggioni.
"what's the situation?"
"Uh ... Ka-ka!" Stella Maggioni coughed around his neck. "That kid may not be very suitable for professional football."
He told the truth.
"Lucio and Francis are coaches this afternoon, they will tell you the specific situation ..."
Stramagioni pointed to the two youth coaches behind him.
Chang Sheng looked at them and did not speak.
One of the two coaches hesitated and started to tell what happened in the afternoon.
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While Chang Sheng was listening to the story, Ji Leng was squatting on the ground to comfort his son.
"Okay, it's no big deal, Ming Ming. In fact, you are already much luckier than your classmates. They may not have the opportunity to come to the European team for training in their lifetime, and at least you still have such a chance ... Do you know how many people are willing to exchange money for this day? "
Ji Ming bowed his head and sobbed without saying a word.
"Just when Dad took you to Rome to play for a while, by the way, I went to the Lazio club to see and see ... you just think so ..."
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"This is the case ..." The two coaches introduced the situation.
Chang Sheng shook his head: "This is not a big deal. A game and a training class can't explain the problem at all. You have to know that before today he was just a sophomore in China who likes to play football. You can count on What did he do in the first professional training? "
The two youth coaches were afraid to speak out when Chang Sheng said.
Chang Sheng is not as old as them, but his influence and status in world football are definitely much greater than theirs.
Therefore, Chang Sheng poses as a head boss, and the two of them dare not have any dissatisfaction.
"If it's just for this reason, I'm in charge-stay him!"
Stella Maggioni couldn't help but ask: "Often, is that little kid yours ... relatives?"
Chang Sheng shook his head: "No, what's wrong?"
"No, I just thought ... he was so young, but he came to Italy from China and left his hometown ... If he really is not suitable for professional football, would n’t he waste more than ten years of his youth? good or not?"
Chang Sheng smiled: "I didn't expect you to be pretty literary, Andrea."
Stramagioni rolled her eyes.
Chang Sheng continued: "Trust me, I have never missed people's vision, Andrea. I believe he has enough talent to become a good professional player."
Chang Sheng is fairly conservative.
If he is not afraid to scare the other party, he might say "the talent of the world superstar".
Stramaggioni thinks that he can be the youth training supervisor and is responsible for the youth training of the team. He will not let go of any good seedlings, but he will not waste too much resources on those destined to be unsuccessful. Little children.
This idea is somewhat utilitarian, but it coincides with the ever-winner pragmatists.
"Have you watched his game? Often?" He asked.
Chang Sheng smacked his lips: "I've watched a video of his game, his father showed me ..." He turned back and pointed to Ji Leng who was crouching on the ground.
"The boy's performance there was almost comparable to that of a man! Although he was only eight years old, he had completely conquered me. So I contacted them and asked them to come to Italy for training ... If I can, I even want to talk to them Just sign up! "
His words still scared three people.
Sign a contract with an eight-year-old child? Is Chang Sheng's mind okay?
"Video? You're more curious to say that. Can you show me the video?" Stella Maggioni reached out.
Chang Sheng shrugged his hand: "I'm afraid I can't. I didn't bring it in China."
Chang Sheng started to play rogue.
"Anyway, this player, I'm very optimistic about his potential. I think the club should focus on training him. And now he doesn't need to join the echelon, just training in the school, wait until he is ten years old, we will see. You still have doubts about his prospects, we will discuss it again ... "
Chang Sheng didn't say "we'll give him up" because he was planning to continue to play rogue and comfort them in another two years.
Stramagioni knows who the real boss of this team is ...
And Chang Sheng's vision is indeed not missed.
A lot of people on the list he gave are now playing in Lazio's echelons, indicating his vision.
So Stella Marconi nodded well: "Okay, but I have reservations."
Chang Sheng smiled: "This is whatever you want, Andrea."
With these coaches in place, Chang Sheng turned and strode toward Ji Leng and Ji Ming.
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"Ming Ming, tell dad, do you like playing football?"
Ji Leng still appeased the children, and finally Ji Ming stopped crying.
Ji Ming sucked his nose and nodded.
"If you like to play football, you can play anywhere, and you don't have to be a professional player, right? Are you unhappy playing football in school?"
Although Ji Leng was so comforting, the graffiti of his son flashed in his mind.
"Big star Ji Ming!"
This sentence hurt him.
If you only play football on the weekend's court, how could you become a big star?
"That wouldn't work, old season. If you like to play football, you have to play in the best place, or not waste his talent!"
Chang Sheng's voice sounded awkwardly behind him.
Then he saw Chang Sheng squat down and touched Ji Ming's hair with one hand.
"Do you like to play professional football, Ming Ming?" Chang Sheng asked, unlike Ji Leng's question. Chang Sheng said "professional football" instead of simply "soccer".
Ji Ming still bowed his head and nodded vigorously.
"Your father said that your bedroom is full of posters of various stars. Do you want to be the stars in the posters?"
Ji Ming no longer nodded this time, he raised his head and bravely courageously replied: "Think!"
Ji Leng saw the scene next to it, and thought of the graffiti again.
That's the son's dream ... How could he not want it?
"Very good." Chang Sheng nodded. "You are only eight years old this year. Even if you are 16 years old, you have eight years to play in the professional league. These eight years are the key. You may be eliminated early in these eight years, or you may encounter A lot of difficulties, like what you encountered today. But I hope you will stick to whatever difficulties you encounter and never give up-if you really want to be a star ... "
"I won't give up, Uncle Chang, I will definitely not give up!" Xiao Jiming replied loudly, even almost roaring.
As if his voice was loud enough to prove his determination.
Chang Sheng smiled.
"That's good. Your performance is bad today, but what is this? You will soon find that when you work towards your goals and advance to achieve your dreams, there will be many setbacks like this. If You lose a ball and cry, how can you make progress? Not to mention realizing your dreams. Dreams are flowers that bloom on cliffs and cliffs. They bloom in the most dangerous and barren places. They stubbornly germinate in the storm and then bloom. ... it belongs only to those brave people, who do n’t like cowardice and tears. So do n’t cry, Ming Ming. Let every failure be your motivation to improve yourself and keep going. Do you understand? "
Xiao Jiming nodded hard again, clenched his fists and said loudly, "I won't cry! I'm not afraid of failure!"
Ji Leng stared blankly at the Chang Sheng who comforted and encouraged his son.
It took me a long time to work hard, and I didn't often win to say so few words.
Who is his father?
Chang Sheng turned to look at Ji Leng: "Old Season, don't be stunned, take your son to go through the formalities."
Ji Leng was surprised when he recovered, "The procedure? What procedure?"
"Training procedures, your son is now our Lazio! In order to be afraid that others will it, we have to sign an agreement ..." Chang Sheng's eyes changed as he looked at the other person.
He laughed and rubbed Xiao Jiming's hair vigorously: "Congratulations, Ming Ming! You are now a member of the Lazio Junior Team! You have taken a big step towards your dream!"
Ji Leng asked him excitedly: "You mean we can stay in Lazio?"
"of course!"
"Don't you lie to us, Uncle Chang?" Ji Ming wept with joy, and cried again.
Chang Sheng glared his eyes: "Nonsense! How can I lie? Start playing in Rome from tomorrow, and then go through the admission procedures. The club will help you with these things, but you also need to be present. "
He turned to Ji Leng: "I said, old season. I said that your son has the talent to play football, and I will teach your son, I will do it!"
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