Ever since Zaha entered the first team, there has never been a serious conversation between Wen Sheng and Zaha. There were only endless scoldings. Yesterday's game was even more extreme. They only played for 40 minutes and there were no injuries.

, he replaced Zaha just like that.

Otherwise, he still hasn't said a word to Zaha.

As for Zaha, he can't feel the thrill of victory, only humiliation!

Captain Delhi and some other teammates comforted him privately after the game, but when Zaha returned home, he cried, cried sadly, and told his family all the damn things coach Wen Sheng had done to him.

Unfair, he told his father that his future with the first team was over and now he wanted to return to the youth team.

Old Zaha also watched that game, but at his own home. The long journey to Newcastle is not something his family can afford at the moment.

Wen Sheng's behavior towards Zaha really made old Zaha very angry at the time. The first half will end in only five minutes. Can't we wait for five minutes?! Can't we save some face for our son?! Give him some

Dignity?!

He made up his mind to talk to Wen Sheng.

So he came this morning. Wen Sheng's guess was wrong. Pop invited old Zaha to enter the guard room and wait, but old Zaha himself refused. He was afraid that Pop would deceive him and he was afraid of missing Wen Sheng's car.

I've waited like this since seven o'clock in the morning until now.

"You want to talk to me about Will, right?!" Wen Sheng asked straight to the point without talking nonsense.

"Yes, sir! I..." When things came to an end, the honest old Zaha suddenly found that he seemed to be unable to say anything.

"Well, come and sit in my office!" Wen Sheng said with a smile.

"Daniel, would you like..." Wen Sheng has not been working at the Crystal Palace for too long, but he is a good person. He greets everyone he meets and is close to the club staff. Following him

With good performance in leading the team, everyone supports him more and more, so Pop...

"No! Don't worry! Mr. Zaha is a good man! He is Will's father and he won't do anything to me!" Wen Sheng laughed, and both Pop and old Zaha blushed.

Old Zaha thought that he would come to Wen Sheng to hold him accountable, but he wouldn't dare to beat Wen Sheng!

…

"Does Will have an agent?!" Wen Sheng poured a glass of water for old Zaha and asked suddenly.

Old Zaha shook his head, Wen Sheng smiled and sat opposite Old Zaha, "I'm just curious!"

"Mr. Zaha, do you often watch your son play football?!"

"Yes, I will watch it often! Including yesterday's game!" Old Zaha drank a little water. He was probably calmer and had more meaning in his words.

"Then how do you evaluate your son?!" Wen Sheng kept smiling and his demeanor remained the same.

"He's great! I'm very proud of him!" Speaking of his son, old Zaha spoke highly of him.

"Then if I tell him now that he will never be able to go very far in his career if he continues like this, what would you think?!" Wen Sheng asked seriously.

"Why?!" Old Zaha didn't quite understand and was a little angry. His son was addicted to football. What a cruel fact it would be if he couldn't become a professional player in the future.

"I was very optimistic about him. I went to see one of his youth team games, and then I fell in love with this guy! I promoted him to the first team without hesitation. I think he has great potential! But you should know

Just because he has talent and potential doesn't mean he can succeed!"

"Being a professional player is not as simple as you think!"

Once he heard that Wen Sheng actually liked Zaha, old Zaha's anger disappeared immediately. He felt that his son might not be able to do a good job. This was the key.

"I'm sorry! I don't understand very well!" Although old Zaha watches football, he only does it because of his son. He really has too little understanding of football.

Wen Sheng felt helpless, "Let's do this! You call Will and ask him to come here now! He is very angry and sad. I am willing to communicate with him, but do you know that from joining the first team to now, he

I have never come to my office once! My place is open to anyone! I often say this in front of the players, and many young people come to my office to ask for help!"

Lao Zaha immediately called his son urgently.

Their home is in Croydon, which is a bit far from the Beckenham training base. The driving time is definitely not long, but taking the bus may not be that fast. Wen Sheng asked some parents about their family background, and then Zaha arrived at Wen Sheng's office.

.

He is a little scared when he sees Wen Sheng now, with a timid look on his face. According to what Wen Sheng learned at the youth training camp, this kid is so crazy because of his outstanding skills that he is not afraid of anyone.

"Sit down! Will! I heard you want to return to the youth team?!" Wen Shengpi asked with a smile.

"Boss...I..." Zaha was only half a young man. He looked at Wen Sheng speechlessly, and then stared at his father.

"Let me express my attitude first! You can't go back yet!" Wen Sheng said with a smile, but Zaha remained silent. He really didn't want to play under Wen Sheng. After almost a month, looking back now, Zaha felt that

This is hell.

"I just had a good chat with your father about you! You love football very much and your skills are good, but have you ever thought about how to become a professional player?!"

Zaha doesn’t know how to answer this question. He really doesn’t know. He has always been confident. He thinks he can become a professional player, but how to do it?! Could it be that the club values ​​him, signs a contract with him, and then becomes a professional player?

Player?!

Looking at Zaha's expression, Wen Sheng knew that this kid was just a second-rate guy now.

"I have no doubt about your talent, but you still lack one thing to be a professional player!"

Old Zaha and Zaha both stared at Wen Sheng.

"You lack team awareness and team spirit!"

"You are always obsessed with personal performances! You treat the court as your own stage?! Fuck it, it's not yours alone, it's yours and your teammates'!"

"We are a team, but you have always performed alone on the court and wanted to be in the limelight alone! How many times did I scold you during training, do you remember?! You remember, you only remember my angry expression, you

You only remember the sound of me scolding you, but you never remember the words I scolded you!"

"Can you pass the whole Newcastle team by yourself? Can you send the ball into their damn gate by yourself?!" Wen Sheng asked sharply.

Even the old Zaha knew that this was unclear and impossible. Wen Sheng's shouting and asking made it clear to the old Zaha. Thinking about his son, it seemed like this, as if he was always performing alone. When he wanted to pass the ball

He just passes the ball and takes the ball when he wants to. It seems like there is really no one else in his eyes.

"It's impossible..." Zaha finally spoke and answered honestly.

"You also know it's impossible!" Wen Sheng snorted twice.

Pulling a piece of white paper from the desk, yesterday's game was vivid in his mind. Wen Sheng remembered the game very clearly. On the white paper, he practiced every scene about Zaha in yesterday's game, pointing out Zaha's position.

Incorrect movement and dribbling.

"You did not play according to our plan, and you did not provide any help to our team's defense or offense! If we want to achieve an ideal result, the entire team must work together, and every teammate needs to contribute to the team!

If you were the head coach, would you keep yourself?!"

The old Zaha didn't know what to say. Wen Sheng was undoubtedly very careful and clearly explained what Zaha was wrong about. He couldn't find a reason to refute. Why not replace someone who has not contributed to the team? Of course

It should be replaced.

Zaha was eclipsed, and he finally understood why Wen Sheng was dissatisfied with him.

"Will, one day you can become Cristiano Ronaldo, you can become Messi. I think you have such potential! But if you are always too personal like this, you are destined to have a hard time succeeding as a professional player! You have to learn to think in your heart
Chapter completed!