In the early morning, Xu Tao jogged around a training ground in the sports center. After running five or six laps, he felt a little overwhelmed.

No longer as before, age is not forgiving. Xu Tao couldn't help but sigh to himself.

After retiring at the age of 28, I took up the position of coach. It has been twelve years now and I have trained many players, some of whom have already established themselves in professional leagues.

After communicating with Ajax and other foreign teams this time, he deeply felt that he was unable to do what he wanted. Not only physically, but also mentally.

The players he had coached were all famous for their excellent physical fitness and good stamina. But now they could not persist in even one training session. He began to doubt himself. He also doubted the training methods and concepts he had insisted on for more than ten years.

Xu Tao walked slowly around the training ground again and finally recovered.

"Director Xu!" A young coach ran in from the sidelines and ran to Xu Tao and handed him a folder. "This is the training plan that Director Zhou gave to Beicheng Road Primary School. It is said to have leaked from Moral Education Primary School."

"From Moral Education Primary School?" Xu Tao quickly opened it and stood on the training ground to read it.

"Is this an introductory training plan?" Xu Tao said with experience, and he could tell at a glance what kind of training this was.

"Yes, I heard from the coach at Beicheng Road Primary School that Coach Chang from the higher-level Moral Education Primary School is still sorting it out, and he will hand it over to them after sorting it out." The young coach continued.

"It's not ordinary. This Coach Chang is extraordinary." Xu Tao said as he walked. He was very confused.

There was a conflict with the Moral Education Primary School during the last Young Eagle Cup mobilization meeting, and there was also Fu Bin. This kid even beat himself up before. He stayed in the hospital for two days. I really couldn't bear to look for them.

We can only find out how they train through other channels. How come they have made such great progress?

"Let's do this. If Coach Chang has sorted it out, you can find a way to get a copy."

"Okay." The young coach agreed and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute? Is it only available at Beicheng Road Primary School?"

"There are several primary schools, such as Xinghuo Primary School and Xingzhi Primary School. But I think Beicheng Road Primary School should be the best."

"Why?" Xu Tao asked curiously.

"I heard that Coach Chang's son goes to Beicheng Road Primary School, is in the first grade, and is also playing football."

"Oh? What's it called?"

"Chang Yuan."

"How was the game?"

"I heard that my level is pretty good, and I'm training with the third-year students now."

Xu Tao's eyes lit up, and he thought of a curved way to save the country.

Ah~sneeze. Chang Cheng sneezed, rubbed his nose and continued to sort out the training plan.

"Dad! Someone came to our school today to select players. They said I played well and asked me to go to their place to play football. This is an invitation!" Diandian excitedly took out a piece of paper from her schoolbag and handed it to Chang Cheng.

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Chang Cheng found out that he wanted his son to join the U9 echelon of the Football Association.

"No!" Before Chang Cheng could speak, Gao Yan, who was serving the dishes, objected.

"Why?" Diandian wilted all of a sudden.

"Can you play football for a lifetime? What will you do when you get older? Study hard and play the piano well. This will be beneficial to you throughout your life." Gao Yan advised earnestly.

"But I want to play football. Now I train with the old players."

"Playing football in school and joining a professional team are two different things. In school you are exercising, but what if you go to a professional team to study? Listen to me, will my mother harm you?"

Diandian lowered his head and remained silent, his face full of grievances, looking at Chang Cheng eagerly.

"Son, it's true that you want to play football, but you also have to study. Now the professional echelon only has half-day classes, and the teachers are not very good. I suggest that you still train in school now. When you are older, you can also be like in my team.

Brother Liao Chen is studying at the same time as he is going to school, so there is no delay in the two. But you have to study well before you can play football." Chang Cheng also doesn't want his son to go to a professional team now, because the future of children in professional teams is too narrow.

"Okay." Diandian agreed helplessly.

"Let's eat first." Gao Yan had already laid out the food.

"I thought you also wanted your son to join a professional team." Gao Yan was washing dishes in the kitchen and chatting with Chang Cheng while her son came into the room to do homework.

"Of course I want him to play professionally. But not now."

"What's the meaning?"

"The current teams at all levels spend most of their time practicing football every day, and there is very little time for cultural classes. I don't want my son to only know how to play football and not do anything else."

"That's how football is meant to be. What else can you do besides playing football?" Gao Yan said disdainfully.

"Then you are wrong. Domestic players are basically like this now, but do you know a Brazilian player named Socrates?"

"have no idea."

"Then do you know that doctors are a high-level profession in society abroad?"

"Of course I know."

"Socrates is a core player of the Brazilian national team. He is also a doctor. He majored in medicine at university."

"Really or not? Going to college? Medicine?"

"Not only him, but there are also many stars with high academic qualifications. For example, Bierhoff, Inzaghi, Redondo, etc." Chang Cheng counted on his fingers.

"Do you hope that your son can be like them and not only play professional football but also go to college?"

"What do you think?"

Of course Chang Cheng hopes that his son can play professional football, but he also hopes that he can at least complete college and not have the same low education level as most of the current professional players. He also has the same expectations for the young players on his team.

"He refused? He didn't want to join our professional team?" Xu Tao didn't believe it. A football coach who loves football would not let his child enter the professional team. This is a good opportunity. "Why?"

"I heard from his mother that her child still puts academics first. He can just play football and follow the school team's training."

"I guess the child's mother doesn't agree and asked them to find a way to contact Coach Chang and do Coach Chang's work. But don't reveal our relationship." Xu Tao was a little unwilling. He studied the introductory training leaked from Moral Education Primary School last night.

plan, so that he has a strong interest in further training plans.

"Still don't agree? Why? Did Chang Cheng say that?" Still refused, Xu Tao really couldn't believe it.

"Coach Chang means that the children need to study and take college entrance exams in the future."

"Don't you want his son to play football?" Xu Tao touched his head.

"No, Coach Chang said that playing football can be done without delaying schooling. In the professional team, most of the day is spent training, and there are too few cultural classes. Moreover, he also hopes that the children on his team can enter college."

These words reminded Xu Tao of the lecture of Ajax coach John, who said that training and study must be taken seriously. We must be responsible for every child, not only to teach them to play football, but also to enable them to survive better in society in the future.

Years of habitual thinking made him forget these words. Now because of Chang Cheng, he remembered them again.

"Director Zhang, Director Xu proposed to strengthen the cultural courses for the younger echelons." A young man who looked like a secretary handed over a report.

"Aren't there cultural classes now?" Director Zhang looked through the report.

After reading for a while, Director Zhang threw the report aside: "Play the piano randomly and strengthen cultural classes? What about professional training? We are lagging behind others when communicating. Europe and South America can't catch up, can't Japan surpass it? We should

We need to strengthen our training. If two practices a day are not enough, practice three times a day!"

Xu Tao had a bitter look on his face after receiving the instruction. It seemed that Director Zhang, like himself, had not listened to the foreigner's lecture at all. So he bit the bullet and wrote a report.

The next day Xu Tao was called to the director's office.

"Is this your report?" Director Zhang pointed to a pile of stationery on the table.

"Yes, I want to strengthen cultural courses to attract more children to play football."

"Bullshit. I told you that we need to strengthen training now. Isn't it embarrassing enough in front of foreigners?" Director Zhang was a little angry.

"Moral Education Primary School has done a very good job in this aspect. Whether it is passing, catching or training, it has done well. I also wrote it in the report. Last year, the scores of two young players in the primary school graduation exam were considered to be the best in the city.

He is excellent. He also plays football well and is allowed to come to training every day after school."

"They are just special cases. Not every player is like this. Even if cultural classes are strengthened, can these players be admitted to college? Not to mention college, even junior high school graduation is not a question. Now we must strengthen training, practice three times a day

"Add more weight!" Director Zhang made the final decision, and Xu Tao had no choice but to do so. After all, Director Zhang was his immediate boss.

Although Director Zhang sets the tone, Xu Tao is not prepared to implement it because he is afraid that practicing three times a day will break the children.

Xu Tao suddenly remembered that Liao Chen, who graduated from Moral Education Primary School, seemed to be in a U15 echelon. It happened to be the team led by one of his coaches. He decided to go and see this child first to see what his level was. After all, seeing is telling.

Reality.

"Liao Chen! Concentrate and watch the ball! Why are you looking around?"

"Liao Chen, who taught you to play football? Your movements are completely irregular!"

"Liao Chen, run around in circles, ten laps!"

On the training ground, a young coach directed the team's training in a strict manner, and Liao Chen's name was mentioned the most.

Xu Tao's face was a little dark. Liao Chen's prediction of the ball was very good. As an old coach, he could tell that Liao Chen was looking around for observation.

The so-called irregular movements are the best movements for handling the ball. And he found that Liao Chen was a little different from the last time he watched him play. In the last game, he and the goalkeeper cooperated tacitly and jointly directed the entire team's defense.

His voice was hoarse off the field. Now he just plays football silently and tries his best to make up for the weaknesses of his teammates.

"This idiot!" Xu Tao cursed secretly. This young coach has some connections. Xu Tao didn't want to offend him too much.

After the training, Xu Tao was about to call Liao Chen over, but found that he was called over by the young coach and severely criticized him.
Chapter completed!