Fu Bin was very depressed, and Huang Jing was also very depressed. The two sat facing each other all morning. However, Xiao Zhi and Gong Lei had already fled.

"You are the second generation of officials, and I am the second generation of rich people. Xu Tao is really right." Huang Jing said with a bitter smile.

"If you think about it carefully, the person named Xu seems to have some difficulties. He seemed to have retired just after the professionalization of Class A was implemented." Fu Bin counted his age on his fingers.

"Players in that era didn't seem to have high salaries." Huang Jing picked his forehead.

"What should I do?" Fu Bin thought that he would definitely deal with Xu Tao again in the future, and not less.

"I don't know." Huang Jing also thought about it. He was a little better than Fu Bin, and the conflict with Xu Tao was not that deep.

"..."

The training camp for the Young Eagle Cup began with a total of eighteen players. Goalkeeper No. 1, Cao Ruibin from Furen Primary School, and No. 12 Huang Chen,

There are three central defenders, No. 5 Wei Tao, No. 13 Li Xiao and No. 6 Yan Zheng from Beicheng Road Primary School.

There are three full-backs, No. 2 Zhang Zhuo, No. 3 Zhao Xiaoyun from Xingzhi Primary School and No. 16 Zhang Kai from Xida Primary School.

The midfield is the largest, with as many as seven people, No. 8 Ke Lin, No. 10 Jiang Yuntao, No. 15 Zhang Jie, No. 7 He Chao, No. 11 Zhang Chengyu, No. 20 Mao Le and the all-rounder No. 14 Hu Ye from Chongren Primary School

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The three forwards are No. 9 Wang Fei, No. 18 Li Wei, and Tao Peng from Furen Primary School.

On the first day of training, Xu Tao from Furen Primary School and executive coach Zhang, as well as coaches from Xingzhi Primary School, Xida Primary School and Beicheng Road Primary School were all watching from the sidelines.

On the one hand, I have my own players, but on the other hand, I also want to take a close look at the training methods of Moral Education Primary School and see how it has become so much better than other teams in just two years.

"Huh? Why isn't Fu Bin here?" Xu Tao was a little confused. He saw Huang Jing training with smaller players on a small field at the far end, but he didn't see Fu Bin. He should be training goalkeepers with Chang Cheng. But there

There were only two goalkeepers training on their own, and there was no sign of a coach.

Chang Cheng walked up to Xu Tao at this time: "Brother Xu, Fu Bin is on leave today. Please help me look at the goalkeeper. Let me learn from him."

Xu Tao smiled. He has experience in training goalkeepers. Now the goalkeepers he once coached have joined the national team.

Under the surprised looks of coaches from other schools, two coaches who were considered rivals worked together to train a team.

The content of the training is very familiar, and it is all about passing and running. But the method is very novel and very intense. One training program is interspersed with several mini-games, some are high-intensity anaerobic exercises, and some are aerobic exercises to help recovery.

After the whole project, most adults would be a little overwhelmed. But these little players are still very energetic and eager to prepare for the next training.

Each school looked at their team members bending over and gasping for air, and then looked at the team members from Moral Education Primary School running back and forth on the field to help the coach prepare the equipment and sign board for the next training session.

"No wonder their physical strength is so good." Other coaches sighed.

The second training blinded their eyes again. The content was still the familiar game of grabbing the circle, which was also played out by Chang Cheng. The team members wore three-color training uniforms. Passing the ball to each other must not only be fast, but also accurate.

It also depends on the person. If you pass it wrong, you will lose.

There are three different ways to play a circle grabbing game, which not only trains reaction, technique, but also the players' observation ability. The newly added young players from each school lose the most. They can't keep up with the rhythm of Moral Education Primary School.

Finally, there was the seven-on-seven match. The team members from Moral Education Primary School put on shin pads and tied ankle braces. The other school coaches looked at each other in confusion. Is this serious?

When the game begins, Chang Cheng serves as the referee.

During the game, the young players from Moral Education Primary School competed fiercely, but their movements were clean and neat. Chang Cheng actually blew the whistle blatantly during the game.

However, the young players from Moral Education Primary School did not have any influence and continued to focus on the game itself.

"We didn't lose unfairly." Coach Zhang from Furen Primary School was really convinced this time.

At night, Fu Bin returned to his rented house after a long journey, and Huang Jing was lying on the sofa watching World Cup replays.

When he saw Fu Bin coming back, he asked, "You're back? Why did you go there without saying a word?"

"I'm going home, I want to confirm."

Huang Jing glanced at Fu Bin and sat up immediately: "Confirm what?"

"The thing about the surname Xu. I have the habit of collecting newspapers. I can basically find newspapers from the 1980s to now at my house, especially those about football news." Fu Bin closed his eyes and said tiredly.

"Did you find out?"

"Yes!" Fu Bin took out an old newspaper from his bag. There was a small news article in the corner of the second page of the newspaper. The title was: "A player of a certain team retired due to injury."

The content of the news was very simple. It just said that a main player named Xu Tao of a certain team had to retire in his prime due to an injury during training in the first year of A-A professionalization. It was very regrettable.

"That's all?" Huang Jing looked back and forth.

"There's one more." Fu Bin handed over another one. The headline on the front page was that a certain team had an upset loss to a relegation team.

"This is?" Huang Jing asked doubtfully.

"Look at the date." Fu Bin reminded.

Huang Jing looked at the dates of the two newspapers and couldn't help but gasped. The newspaper that reported the injury was on Wednesday, and the report about the loss was on Monday, five days later.

"If what the person named Xu is telling the truth, this game is a match-fixing," Fu Bin said weakly.

"It can't be fake," Huang Jing analyzed. "This team is not from Jiangcheng, but a team from the north. Xu Tao is not from Jiangcheng, but a local, so why doesn't he stay here?"

North, and as soon as you retire, you will go to Jiangcheng to be a coach?"

"Is someone ostracizing him?"

"Probably so."

"But he still engaged in match-fixing, so it's not wrong for me to beat him up." Fu Bin still said adamantly.

At the training ground the next day, coaches from Chongren Primary School and Anhui Primary School also came to observe. Even several coaches from the U13 echelon were also on the sidelines.

"I found that if Chang Cheng went to preach, he would definitely be better than Jesus. He is a typical magician." Fu Bin was unforgiving and still wanted to hurt Chang Cheng.

"Yes, he is a missionary." A coach next to him also spoke. There was a barrier between the speaker and Fu Bin, so no one saw the other.

"It seems that some people still agree with my point of view." Fu Bin smiled and poked his head out. He was dumbfounded. It turned out that the person speaking was Xu Tao. Xu Tao also saw Fu Bin. He was a little embarrassed and could only pretend not to know and turned around.

Face to look at the training ground.

"Fu Bin, why are you standing there in a daze? Let's lead the team to warm up first," Chang Cheng called.

Fu Bin quickly went to lead the team to get rid of this embarrassment.

But after he led the team to warm up, he saw Xu Tao and Chang Cheng standing together and exchanging something.

Chang Cheng saw Fu Bin coming back and shouted to him: "Fu Bin, come here."

Fu Bin had no choice but to bite the bullet and ran over.

"What's up?"

"Coach Xu will be helping our team during this period. He has a method of training goalkeepers. You can take a look and communicate with Coach Xu." After Chang Cheng finished speaking, he went to lead the team for training.

"Running so fast, isn't this tricking me?" Fu Bin looked at Chang Cheng's back and was stunned.

"Well~, um, Coach Fu." Xu Tao tried to talk to Fu Bin.

"What are you paying for? He's a decent person." Fu Bin didn't even think about it and just shouted at him.

Xu Tao was embarrassed and could only smile awkwardly and continued: "Then you can train the goalkeeper first." After saying this, he was about to step aside.

"Aren't you here to help? Go and train the goalkeeper." Fu Bin said again.

"Okay, I'll take it first, and you can help me take a look." Xu Tao didn't want to have another conflict with Fu Bin for Chang Cheng's sake.

Fu Bin didn't say anything, and squatted beside him watching Xu Tao train the goalkeeper until the training was over.

"Brother Xu, thank you for your hard work." Chang Cheng grabbed Xu Tao who was about to leave.

"Oh, it's okay. I have learned a lot in the past two days." Xu Tao paused and said, "They have all come to observe your training. Your training methods and ideas should be popularized. But I am afraid that some people will not be able to turn the corner.

." After saying that, Xu Tao pointed upward.

"Understood! But the school team doesn't seem to be under his control. It will change when campus football becomes better than the professional echelon. Moving up to the next level will put pressure on you." Chang Cheng said with a smile.

"That's right," Xu Tao looked at the coaches from various schools who were holding notebooks to record every bit of training, and then looked at the echelon coaches with their hands on their hips looking indifferent.

"In fact, those who are studying in Japan, the youth training can try campus football. Increase the base of some young players."

"This is a way, but it's a pity that we can't make the decision."

"Brother Xu, let me treat you to dinner. It's been two days of hard work. Let's chat for a while." Chang Cheng looked at the sky and saw that it was almost time for dinner.

"good."

In a small restaurant on the roadside, Chang Cheng and Xu Tao ordered two or three dishes and two bottles of beer. They sat and chatted while eating.

"This shop's pickled fish tastes good. It's quite famous in this area. We came early today, otherwise we wouldn't have a seat." Chang Cheng took a sip of ice-cold beer.

"Cool!"

"It's not bad. I've been here twice." Xu Tao picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

"Brother Xu, you also know what the situation is like in Chinese football now."

"Yeah, in this World Cup qualifier in Germany, China didn't even advance to the quarter-finals, and there was a goal difference calculation error. Others couldn't score the goal. It's shameful! Fortunately, last year's World Youth Championship earned some face.

There is still hope for next time.”

"These players are good, but look at the ones behind them. How many candidates are there for those under the age of 17? What about the national youth team? How many candidates are there?" Chang Cheng asked again.

Xu Tao froze, he hadn't thought about these issues yet, and this was not his business scope.

"How many young players do these national-level teams choose from? Brother Xu, you are in this business. You don't know the exact number, so you should know a rough idea."

"Not many, maybe a few hundred people." Xu Tao took a sip of beer.

"Absolutely. Do you know how many people abroad can choose from? Thousands. No, hundreds of thousands or millions of people to choose from. They are selected layer by layer, which is a pyramid. What about China's football talent selection?
Chapter completed!