Chapter 8 Selected as a first team ()

“gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The commentator on the scene shouted wildly. Although this was just a youth team game, due to the confrontation between the three giants of the Eredivisie, there were still commentators on the spot. After all, maybe any player could become another star of tomorrow.

The shot was Mark, the No. 16 player wearing Ajax red and white match uniform. Mark had a chance to shoot again after heading the ball before, and the football really fell in front of him. He only needed to run a few steps to shoot vigorously.

"It feels so great in front of him." Koeman saw Mark judged the landing point of the football in advance and then shot and said: "Marco, I feel like you when you were young."

"I think he is still very similar to Rijkaard." Basten looked at Mark and Koman beside him without looking back and said: "Didn't Rijkaard perform well in all positions except goalkeepers?"

After scoring the goal, Mark opened his arms and ran towards the coach's seat. He knew that he would not have improved so quickly without Basten's transformation, careful knowledge of himself, and accompanying him to practice football every day.

"I'm not a waste, but those self-righteous coaches don't know how to use me. The Celestials, please see if I scored today. You will regret your ignorance in the future."

Mark was running while thinking that he was going to the coaching seat to give head coach Basten a warm hug, but after a few steps he was knocked to the ground by his teammates of the Ajax youth team, and then a group of tall and strong youth team players were pressed on.

"No, heroes," Mark shouted at the bottom of the house, "Let me celebrate with the head coach, please."

But no one paid attention to Mark's reasonable request. After all the players got off Mark, Mark quickly ran to the coach's seat and hugged head coach Basten and ran back to the court.

"It seems that your relationship is good," Koeman said with some envy: "This young man is indeed very good. It seems that after the game, I really have to consider recruiting him into the first team."

"I believe he will satisfy you." Basten said confidently, as if he was talking about himself.

The game continued. Feyenoord immediately launched a crazy counterattack after losing one goal. However, they met Mark who had just scored one goal. Mark is now in high morale because he had just scored one goal. Now he basically showed his "unable to run" characteristics and was basically running all over the field.

Now, timvincken, the midfielder of Eindhofe youth team, has no idea how many times he has been broken by Mark, and he has also been interrupted by Mark. Anyway, Wentzken is now embarrassed. He was the most promising star of Eindhofe youth team. He often has some world-class performance when he is staring at the title of New Koku, but Mark's appearance completely freezes him. Mark's interception in the midfield made Feyenoord basically give up the attack in the middle and switch to the wing.

Every time Wentzken gets the ball, there will be a tall Chinese boy entangled around him. "Where did this kid come out?" Wentzken couldn't help but have such a question in his heart. Of course, he wouldn't know where Mark came out, because Mark only joined the Ajax Youth Team this season, and he came from a free transfer. Of course, all players will not pay attention to this Chinese person. Moreover, Wentzken knows that Chinese football is not too high and has no powerful superstars, so Wentzken didn't pay attention to Mark at all at the beginning. However, after the game time went by, he had to be ashamed of his ridiculous idea, because he had no decent breakthrough in front of Mark, either passing the ball to his teammates on the side or being directly interrupted by Mark.

Now Wentzken has faced Mark again. After several rounds of confrontation, he has given up the idea of ​​confronting Mark. When Wentzken habitually handed the football to his teammates around him, Mark showed his explosiveness and prediction ability beyond his age. He directly cut off Wentzken's football and then rushed forward, leaving Wentzken in a daze on the court.

"Wentzken" Feyenoord youth team head coach shouted Wenzken: "Go back to defense quickly, why are you stunned?"

Wentzken, who was woken up by the head coach, immediately chased back, but Mark is now leading him with two positions, and he gets bigger and bigger as he gets together. Mark's daily training is not in vain. Mark's speed is pretty good, and his efforts are now significantly improved.

Mark quickly rushed through the half and observed his teammates' running position. Left winger Babel and right winger Tomdemul quickly ran to both sides to open the gap for Mark. Garner forward Fred stayed in the middle to attract the attention of the opponent's defender. The Ajax youth team is now in a four-on-four situation.

Mark looked at the center back of Feyenoord youth team who had already rushed towards him. Now he had multiple choices. One was to pass the central defender and then the front was flat. However, even if he passed the opponent, Mark could not guarantee that he could get a shot, because as long as Mark passed the central defender, he would definitely be knocked down.

However, the best and safest choice is to give it to the wide players and then go forward to fight for the offense. Mark still chose this most secure way to deal with the ball and directly passed the football to Babel on the left. The center back of the Feyenoord youth team who came up to play Mark suddenly pokered in a flash. After seeing Babel get the ball, he showed his super personal skills and unparalleled skills. Now Babel is like a black sports car Mercedes-Benz in the left corridor of the Ajax youth team. The right back of the Feyenoord youth team has no way to intercept him.

After Mark passed the ball, he immediately started quickly and surpassed Feyenoord's central defender. Now no one around Mark is defending him. Since a previous central defender has been left behind by Mark, there is still a central defender who is still guarding his team's center forward Fred. As long as Babel can pass the football over, Mark has full confidence to score the football in.

Perhaps Babel really heard what Mark was thinking. After Babel broke through, he passed the football to Mark. Babel seemed to want to test Mark's jumping power, and the ball was high and floating, which made Mark difficult to judge at all.

"Damn, you are playing with me, you are so arrogant, you think I am Yao Ming."

Mark complained in his heart, but then Mark saw hope again. It turned out that his player's center Fred jumped high and headed the ball and passed it to Mark. However, Mark now has lost the best scoring opportunity, because Feyenoord already has two players entangled him by Mark's side. It is unlikely that he would shoot calmly again.

But will Mark give up such a good scoring opportunity? The answer is definitely no. Mark kicked his feet and flew out directly. Now Mark was like lying in mid-air, but Mark's left foot still rubbed against the football. Now, Fayerpillo Astronomy, looking at the football in the door seemed to be saying to him, "I'm home."

“goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooal”

The live commentator shouted excitedly: "This is exactly the same as Ronaldo's goal in the 2002 World Cup final. Mark No. 16 is the hero of this game. Let's cheer for him."

"Oh, Mark, play beautifully. Mark, shoot wonderfully. Mark, I love you."

Now Mark immediately ran up after scoring a goal, and while running wildly, he put his hands in his ears to listen to the fans' praise for him.

The teammates around him ran over and hugged Mark tightly, some of whom touched his hair, some hugged his neck, some patted his back, and other things to encourage Mark to congratulate him. Everyone hated that Mark was able to score two goals first in this game. As a midfielder, this was a perfect start.

"This number sixteen is really great," Koeman praised Basten again and said: "It's very fast and the smell in front of the goal is also very good. It seems that he is indeed very suitable for midfield activities."

Basten looked at Koeman proudly, and his expression seemed to be saying: "What did I say? This is a player I have successfully transformed. Now you believe in my strength. I can not only score goals but also find players."

The first half was not over, and even the young players of the Feyenoord youth team who lost two goals were now confused, because they could not see any hope of victory, and their offense was not effective, and their defense was not effective. There was nothing more desperate than this. After all, everyone did not play football for the sake of losing.

Even the most conservative coaches hope to win the game, but they have different understandings of victory. Some believe that defensive counterattacks can win the game, while others believe that full-time offense can win. In any case, victory is now rampant with utilitarian football.

"Coach, I'm in another one." Mark ran to Basten again after celebrating with his teammates and gave him a hug and said, "Do I have hope of entering the first team?"

"Play with your heart," Basten said as if he didn't hear it: "Your task now is the game, and other things are not something you need to consider. Ronald's top coach will not ignore the players who perform well."

After saying that, Basten looked at Ronald Koeman intentionally or unintentionally, and the meaning seemed to be saying: "If you don't let Mark be selected as the first team, you will be a second-rate coach."

Mark did not pay attention to Basten's performance. He just smiled and returned to the court. The game continued. Mark's condition was still hot, and he could be seen both at offense and defense. Mark is now really a midfielder. His defense coverage spread to the entire midfield. Mark is now unable to run to death and uses his repeated pressing to cut off the football under his opponent's feet.

In the second half, Mark assisted Babel and scored a goal, and the game ended 4-0. Mark was named the best player of the game with two goals and one assist. Of course, this is not something that Mark is happy about. What really deserves Mark's happiness is naturally Koeman's view of Mark.

Although Koeman left the court before the game ended, Mark Basten told himself after the game ended.

"You go and pack up and report to the first team tomorrow."

"Wow" Although Mark had a premonition in his heart, he still shouted in surprise: "Coach, have I really been selected into the first team? Great coach, I can finally enter the first team."

"Do it well, don't lose my face," Basten said after patting Mark on the shoulder.

Mark nodded and left the training ground. Since he was going to report to the first team tomorrow, he was going to invite these youth team friends to a meal. Naturally, Mark would not invite all of them. Because he is not rich now, he is going to find a few of his good friends. In fact, Mark has a good relationship with everyone in the youth team. Because of his humble attitude and always being ashamed to ask, everyone has a good impression of Mark.

But if there is a strong relationship with Mark, there are two people, Virmulen and Babel, so the three of them came to Lao Li's restaurant in Chinatown for a big meal. However, what surprised Mark was that both of them seemed to like Yangzhou fried rice. When Mark asked carefully, he realized that these two foreigners knew very little about China, and they only knew Beijing roast duck, dumplings, and fried rice. What made Mark most angry was that they actually heard the Korean amateurs shouting "Yangzhou fried rice" as "Beijing fried rice", which is a typical misunderstanding of China's food culture.

Moreover, the fried rice in some restaurants in the Netherlands has the words "special fried rice" written in English, but it is different when it comes to Lao Li. Since Mark brought them here, Villemaren and Babel no longer regard fried rice as their only favorite. They like the food made by Lao Li very much. This is also because Lao Li has the most authentic chefs here, and they don’t want other chefs to visit the Netherlands to be mostly from amateurs.

"Brothers, I received a good news today," Mark said in a mysterious manner: "After the game today, the coach asked me to report to the first team. In the future, our brothers can't get together for the time being."

"I knew it a long time ago," Babel said in a concise way.

"Of course we know this," Vilmalen said vaguely while eating chicken legs: "You are so perverted today if you are not transferred to the first team, it would be unreasonable. Even if I asked me to think about it with my toes, I would know what happened."

Mark, who had wanted to pretend, was immediately discouraged. Unexpectedly, what he had not thought about because of his excitement did not mean that others would not think about it. Now Mark seemed to surprise them, and then he had to say a few words to comfort them, but unfortunately all his preparations were ruined.

Then Mark had this celebration dinner dull and several people parted together. Originally, Virmulen wanted to go to the red light district in Ames with Mark to play, but Mark refused to leave, and Babel did not go with him, so Virmulen, who was energetic, had to go there by himself. The sixteen-year-old Virmulen had been to this place several times. Anyway, Europeans are tall and tall, and no one can tell how old he is.

Mark wanted to go to bed early after returning home with his things from the youth team, but he tossed and turned in the bed but couldn't sleep because he had many questions in his mind. The first one was what to do with the future training problems, and the other was about how many honor points he had and how long it could last. Before, Mark was devoted to training and was like a dead dog every day after returning home, so he didn't think about this problem now. However, once he relaxed, Mark's habitual thinking about these questions, which was the motivation for Mark. These questions occupied Mark's mind and made it difficult for Mark to fall asleep.

"Are you here Jesus?" After picking up the cross on your chest, Mark thought to himself: "Can you help me solve these problems?"

Mark suddenly turned dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he came to the familiar dream space. However, Mark did not see Jesus appear in front of him. The dream space became a stadium. Mark is now in the center of the stadium, with no audience, a player and coach around, and there was not even a trace of sound. Mark felt a little lonely and lonely. Although Mark knew that this was just a dream, the dream was so real. Mark even gradually felt that the world here was no different from his real world.

"Welcome to you, my master," a very magnetic voice appeared in the sky at this time and said, "I am the artificial intelligence system of planet X. The cross on your hand is the only one that can enter here. If my name is Freeman, now my former master has entered deep sleep. If you do not collect enough energy, he will not wake up. Once you have obtained enough energy, it is the time for my master to leave the planet. So now you are my master. Because you have not called me, I have not taken you into the dream space. Master, I can help you solve your troubles."
Chapter completed!