Chapter 45 Even if I die outside!

"Man, you can't do this!"

When Zeng Kezheng followed the players in Stuttgart to make a return run, a big player behind him suddenly patted him on the shoulder, and Zeng Kehui turned around, and saw a tall, dark-skinned man, scratched, so dark ? Is it Black Uncle from Africa?

When I saw Zeng Kefa, "Uncle Hei" smiled, and explained it very kindly: "I just watched your various sports just now, and some of the movements were very irregular ... Come on, let me tell you Say, when you go back and run, you have to do this to save effort ... "

Speaking, he also demonstrated an action, then looked back at Zeng Ke, and signaled that he should try it according to his own actions.

In Zeng Ke's continued cyanosis, the good black uncle in front of him made him somewhat inexplicable: "I said, who are you!"

"Oh oh, I forgot to introduce. My name is Marvin, Marvin Camper. We are here together, and we are friends." Camper said with a smile.

"Marvin Camper?" Zeng Ke glanced up and down, slightly surprised, as if it was the person behind Charles just now, but what does this have to do with him? partner? When did I have a partner?

"How old are you?"

He once asked a question that was irrelevant.

Clearly, Camper was confused by this wild jumping question, and still answered honestly, "21."

"Oh." Zeng Ke nodded, but murmured in his mouth, "It doesn't look like it, it's 31, so old ..."

The voice was not loud, but it was enough for Compaq to hear. Compaq was almost choked with a spit, and coughed awkwardly, and said, "Is there such an old concubine? ... Ha, haha, it just grows a bit ... … In fact, you do n't have to be so alert. In fact, I am different from others. I like China very much. I have a good opinion of the Chinese. For the first time, I played for the Chinese team on behalf of the German team. ... that was an unforgettable experience ... "

A skeptical glance up and down: "Are you German? Or international?"

Camper coughed again and said, "Uh, let's go ... I've been selected to the German U20 youth team and participated in the 2005 World Youth Championship ..."

"I thought you were a serious member of the German national team." Zeng gave a scornful glance, waved his hand, and shook his head. "Also, if you are really a national player, it will not be like me. Came here to try it out. The members of the national team have to go to the club to try it out. I can't imagine it. "

"..."

Camper suddenly felt that he couldn't continue to have a pleasant talk on this day, because Zeng Ke's voicing really accidentally told the truth. He is indeed different from other trial players who have not officially entered football. He is a real professional player. He previously played in Mönchengladbach. Before that, he was a youth in Stuttgart. But he has always been a marginal player on the team. Last season, Meng Xing relegated from the Bundesliga. It 's nothing to downgrade. On the contrary, this may be an opportunity for him. With the relegation, many main players leave, and he stays for it. Is to be able to sit in the main position. As a result, let alone a substitute, he often can't even enter the team's roster.

In this case, he chose to terminate the contract with Menxing, and then temporarily joined Gentel's training base, then followed Charles's team to try out everywhere, hoping to return to the professional team of the top league.

As the saying goes, beating people without beating their face, revealing people without revealing their shortcomings, although Zeng Ke was only inadvertent, he did not intend to sprinkle a handful of salt on Campbell's heart.

"Okay, come on."

Compo shook his head helplessly. As he said, he was very curious about Zeng Ke from China, but apparently, the other party was very alert. Since the other party did not mean to make friends, he would not catch up naturally. "Bag".

"baffling."

Seeing that his face suddenly changed, and said that he left, Camper had affixed such a label to the other party.

"Stop, stop!"

"Rest for five minutes and then line up. Let's play a temporary matchup."

At this time, a coach from Stuttgart yelled, and the players in training stopped.

The players who came to trial training are also refreshed. They know that the moment that determines their fate is coming.

...

"The speed is average, dribbling is not good, sprinting is not good, physical strength is not good, even the simple return run is far behind!"

"Is this guy really a reserve team player who has been training for many years? A child who has been playing wildball for many years on the street is probably better than him!"

"It's ... unsightly!"

In the stands, Dietmar whispered while watching Stuttgart's training.

Hirna looked at her boss in confusion, she couldn't figure out what was going on with the boss, just watching the training, and she was still muttering abnormally. He was not a talkative person? The most important thing is how to listen to what he said, but also a little gloat?

Hilna thought about it and reminded him, "Boss, you still have a banquet to attend at noon. If you think the training is not interesting, then, why don't we leave now? It's too late, and I'm afraid I can't catch up ... "

"It's boring? Why isn't it fun? I think it's very interesting! Very happy!" Ditmar waved his hands with a smile, thinking in his heart that the bastard boy embarrassed himself three or five times, and had a rare chance to see him How can it be boring to have fun on the training ground?

He waved his hand, Dittmar said, "You can't catch it before it's too late, push the banquet away. I don't want to go anywhere now, so I'll watch their training here again ... Well, it seems like a game is going to happen, ha, I have to look good Look, let me go, don't stop me ... "

Hilna was speechless, still letting go.

...

By the training ground, Charles was giving his players the final call before the match, and he was cheering on the big guys.

"This is a rare opportunity. Of course, I don't need to say that everyone understands what this confrontation game represents. Guys, work hard, show your best performance, impress the coaches in Stuttgart, and then ... stay Come down! "

There are a total of six players brought by Charles. No, including Zeng Ke who temporarily joined, a total of seven.

The professional team's intra-team competition is generally aligned with actual combat, so it follows the rules of the official league. There are only seven people, and it is impossible to make up the lineup of 11 players required by a neat team. But this is not a problem. To put it bluntly, the trial training is still for the purpose of inspection, so the trial players will be disrupted, joining the two teams, and the coaches will score based on the performance of these players in the game.

The outstanding performance is impressive, and naturally there is a great chance to continue to stay, and the performance is bland, and the result is naturally self-evident.

"Wurtz!"

"Rasrd!"

"Marvin Camper!"

"..."

Charles read six names in a row, these are the six players who came with him.

"You'll be there in a while, and they'll divide you into two teams."

Zeng Kezhen a moment, staring at Charles directly, what the hell, all other people's names, just without him, what does this mean?

Gintel's face wasn't good-looking either, and his tone was dark: "Charles, what's going on? Zeng?"

Charles had an awkward expression, and finally shook his head. He said, "Just now Benson came over. He told me that the number of players in the match was enough and only gave us six places."

Zeng Ke sneered with his hands around his chest.

"Do you mean that, Charles?"

Gintel's tone grew darker and colder.

Charles shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Are I so careful-minded, Gentle, you know me, although this guy ... oh, forget it, don't say this. In fact, it was Benson's opinion They just watched Zeng's training just now, and thought it was a hopeless waste ... Zeng, don't look at me like this, this is their original saying, they said, the Chinese will never play football at all! Chinese Only to play table tennis, football is not something that the Chinese can play! "

Benson was a member of the Stuttgart coaching staff and was considered the "reviewer" of this trial. Charles repeated his original words. Charles is not stupid, and his emotional intelligence is so low that he will speak out in the face of Zeng Ke's almost humiliating words, only one thing is that he is not very optimistic about Zeng Ke .

Zeng Ke continued to sneer and looked at Charles, who was "truth-to-truth". The dead fat man taunted and taunted secretly. He didn't understand, but he ignored him and turned to look at Gintel.

He came here with Gentle. Before coming to Germany, Gentle vowed to promise that he would use his greatest strength to help Zeng Ke. Now, Zeng Ke has suffered almost humiliating treatment. Zeng Ke naturally wanted to find Gentel. If Gentel did not give him a satisfactory explanation, then he would not mind using his own method. .com is making a big noise here!

As for what the consequences would be, he wouldn't care. The world is big, and you can do whatever you want! The big deal is to return to China. Anyway, if anybody makes Lao Tzu happy, then everyone should not be happy!

Gintel was somewhat surprised, but he did not expect that the "culprit" who had not participated in the competition would be the coach of Stuttgart, which was a bit difficult. If only Charles "revenged for personal reasons", he would be able to take over a trial player and let Zeng Ke replace him, but the opponent coach is the one who speaks. This master, Gintel can't do it.

"Charles, can't this matter be accommodating? You go and talk to them again and tell them that he was a competitive player and he will show a shocking performance for everyone."

Gintel spoke, but it was not blame and questioning. Instead, he used a begging tone. This is also human nature. Under the eaves, people have to bow their heads. What can others do? Can only be lowered, allowing the opponent to give Zeng Ke the opportunity to participate in the game.

Zeng Keli immediately quit, MD, insulting me is not counted, but also insulting my compatriots, my motherland, do you still give me a humble lick? If you did n't know it, I thought that I would n't even need my ancestors. My bones would be so soft!

"What do you ask? Discuss a ball! Stuttgart is great, professional club is great? I 'm not waiting anymore! What the hell?"

Zeng Ke's mouth was swearing, with a look of indignation. "I put my words here today. What is the problem of trial training or not? This is about the face of my great brother, our Chinese. Child's problem! This ghost is training, I do n't play anymore, MD, even if starved to death, die outside, jump from here, I will never stay here!