The snow came earlier this year, but it didn't fall heavily, but the weather was a little cold.

Although it was only three days apart from the League Cup to the League, Yang Cheng gave the team a day off for the first time.

After returning to Kaiserslautern from Munich overnight, the players received the news that night to disband. The next day, they slept beautifully until almost noon before getting up.

I don’t know why, after getting up, I didn’t feel the joy of sleeping until I woke up naturally. I was listless and seemed to feel empty in my heart. I had something missing, so I couldn’t be happy.

He originally wanted to give himself some stuff for lunch, but when he walked to the kitchen, he was in no mood at all. He sighed impatiently, turned around and walked towards the entrance, took out the down jacket, put it on himself, and opened the door and went out.

A chilling chill came in through the gap in the outer coat, but it was a little cool, and it was soon melted by the heat of the body and the heat of the down jacket. But Bellon could not help but leaned his hands to his mouth and whispered a mouthful of white smoke.

He lives in a two-and-a-half villa not far from Authbach Street. He walked out of the courtyard and came to the main road.

The snow on the road is very thick, and it will creak when you step on it. If you are in a good mood, you should be very enjoyable. But at this moment, Beron hates the difficult snow and walks very hard.

On rainy days, there are few pedestrians on the road, and the road is surrounded by cars wrapped in snowflakes, like snow houses.

"ah!"

"careful!"

Just as Perron passed a grass, he heard a snow-covered football flying over the snowy grass in the distance. In the snow, a group of children were shouting at him.

Peron saw the ball in front. Although he was wearing heavy clothes and snow boots, he still stopped the ball easily, his posture was very elegant and calm. As soon as he stopped on his chest and unloaded his feet, the ball was stepped on by him.

"Ah, it's Mr. Veron!" Someone recognized Veron.

When the group of little ghosts in their teens heard that it was Bellon, they immediately ran out of the snow one by one and surrounded them.

"Haha, Mr. Veron, your stop-off just now is so beautiful. Can you teach me?" The little guy in the lead came forward with a smile and looked at Veron with anticipation.

Bellon felt that this little devil looked familiar, "You...you are not the one from the youth team..." He couldn't remember his name for a while.

Since Yang Cheng took over the youth team, he would arrange for the youth team to practice with the first team every once in a while, so that the young players of the youth team have the opportunity to ask the famous first team stars and learn something from them, which will be of great benefit to the young players' future growth.

"Yes, my name is Bastian Schweiingsteiger. I came from Rosenheim's Tsv in the summer and am now in training at U15. I have had three opportunities to practice with you. I'm so glad you still remember me!" Schweiingsteiger said with a smile.

After hearing this, Bellon immediately laughed, "I remember, you are the captain of the u15 pig!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone around him suddenly burst into laughter. Schweiingsteiger scratched the back of his head awkwardly and smiled silly because his nickname was indeed Xiaozhu, and he was also the captain of u15, but he was only 13 years old.

The captain of the Kaiserslautern Youth Team was for his performance. Although Schweiingsteiger was only 13 years old, he showed strong strength. After coming to Kaiserslautern, he was praised by Yang Cheng many times.

"My name is Lucas Podolski, do you still remember me?" The boy who looked a little thin next to him quickly met. Although the players he admired the most were Van Nie and Larson, he still hoped that Perron could look at him with admiration.

But the Argentinian thought about it and shook his head, "I'm sorry!"

Everyone burst into laughter again, especially a little ghost laughing from ear to ear.

"Hey, Thomas, why are you laughing at? People definitely don't know you!" After saying that, Podolsky turned to Perron and said with a respectful look: "Right, Mr. Perron, you must have never heard of this little brat, Thomas Mueller?"

After saying that, he laughed sarcastically: "In our Germany, the one who is the last one is the one named Muller!"

The boy named Thomas Muller dared not be humiliated, so he immediately said, and the two of them immediately tripped up.

"Okay, you two!" Schweiingsteiger immediately stood up and called for a stop.

Don't underestimate this kid, who is young, but has a kind of demeanor and demeanor that can control people.

Thomas Muller and Bordeski stopped talking after Schweiingsteiger called this.

"Mr. Perron, can you give us some advice?" Schweiingsteiger asked expectantly.

Perron looked around and saw a pair of expectant eyes, which made him feel a warmth in this ice and snow, and also made him understand why these little ghosts dressed so little because a hot flame was burning in their hearts!

"Of course!" Bellon agreed with a smile.

The children cheered and rushed into the snow court.

Bellon simply took off his down jacket, rushed directly into the snow court, and started playing with the children.

These young players were poached from all over the place after Yang Cheng took over the youth training camp. In addition to the perfect scouting network, the Kaiserslautern youth training camp has also greatly improved the strength of young players. In addition, the team vigorously promotes technical youth training, so each player's skills are very good. Although due to age and other aspects, they cannot be compared with Perron, they can still play together.

After more than an hour of playing, a group of people came to the iron seat next to the snow court panting.

Although these kids are young, they are crazy to play and have good physical fitness.

"Mr. Peron, you're playing a great job, especially your skills and passes!" Schweinsteiger praised with a smile, "Usually, Lucas may not score one for a few shots, but today they almost hit one goal, because your pass is too accurate!"

Bordosky next to him was dissatisfied and retorted: "Don't you say your pass is too bad!"

Bellon was amused by their singing and laughing, and playing football with these little kids, his mood improved a lot.

"By the way, how could you play here?" Bellon suddenly thought of this question.

"It's snowing. The snow in the youth training camp is very thick and cannot be trained, so we all stopped training. In a few days, we will all go home to prepare for Christmas!" Schweiingsteiger replied.

When it comes to Christmas, these little ghosts suddenly revealed their longing for home.

Each of them came to Kaiserslautern with a dream of playing football, but in their hearts, their home is their ultimate destination.

"Mr. Peron, you said, can we win the game the day after tomorrow?" Bordosky asked suddenly.

Perron was stunned. He really couldn't answer for a while.

"Our landlord's wife said she could win, but the landlord said she couldn't win, and the two even quarreled about it!" Thomas Muller smiled innocently.

"Your Rosacea landlord doesn't know how to watch the game at all. We will definitely win because we have Mr. Yang Cheng, who is the best and best head coach in the world, and there are Damai, Iron Man, and Mr. Veron. We have the best and best players in the world, so we will definitely win!"

Schweinsteiger shouted in an almost admiring tone, his tone filled with undefiant authority.

"You... do you think we can win?" Bellon looked at the group of little ghosts in front of him and stared at their clear eyes. There was a world of innocence and simplicity, pure like snowflakes, without any impurities.

"Yes!" The little ghosts nodded at the same time.

"We should have all gone home, but we all hope to watch this game before leaving because we have confidence in the team!" Podolski smiled.

"But I think if we learn from other teams and play defensive counterattacks, we should be able to win!" There was a kid next to him who didn't have much confidence and added.

But when this was said, it immediately attracted the ridicule of all the young players.

"Defensive counterattack? What we are most proud of is offense. We defeated countless teams with attacks. I still remember that when Mr. Yang Cheng defeated Leverkusen, we once said that wherever we fall, we must get up from. This is the spirit of our Kaiserslautern. So we not only have to defeat Bayern, but also use the offensive football we rely on the most to completely destroy Bayern!"

"Let Trapatoni's defensive counterattack go hell!" Schweiingsteiger shouted unscrupulously.

This kid is ignorant and fearless. He has no idea of ​​the so-called strength gap at this moment. He only has a sense of youthfulness and arrogance. But it is precisely because of this that Bellon felt a feeling in his heart.

Since he joined Kaiserslautern, Yang Cheng led them with a sense of excitement from the Bundesliga to the European arena, and then to the Bundesliga. In the process, they have defeated countless teams that are stronger than Kaiserslautern, and they have never been afraid.

Now he is just losing one game and being eliminated from a cup. Kaiserslautern, the Bundesliga, and the European Cup of Winners, not a complete failure. Why deny himself?

Perron looked deeply at the group of little ghosts in front of him. They were all young and energetic, but they were all infected by the team's temperament. Even if they had just joined the team and had not been able to come to this strange city for a long time, football was the best communication bridge, allowing them to join the team as soon as possible and integrate into the city's catalyst.

"I understand!" Bellon finally showed a confident smile, stood up from the iron seat, pointed at the little ghosts in front of him, and nodded, "The day after tomorrow, in the stands, you can just wait and see how we beat Bayern to the point of pissing!"

The little ghosts admire heroes the most, and after hearing this, they all cheered and excited. They wanted to wish that the game the day after tomorrow would come soon.

Isolabella Restaurant, Room 2, Balak sat here for the whole morning.

I didn't move, so I ordered a cup of boiled water, but I didn't take half a sip, just staring at the snowy street scene outside the window.

On snowy days, there are few pedestrians on the streets and no business in the restaurants, so they are deserted.

Barack sat like this, the white water turned cold, and the waiter exchanged a cup of hot, but it didn't take long to get cold again.

The whole process has been repeated, and I don’t know how long it has passed.

"Is it confused?" Tony Vicino sat down opposite him.

Looking at the tough German young man in front of him, he was only 21 years old, but he was a player that Bremer values ​​very much. Even after Bremer sat in the No. 1 box with Yang Cheng, he took the initiative to give room No. 2 to Barack.

Those who don't understand it won't understand it, it means Bremer's affirmation of Barack and the transfer of power of the team.

In time, he will become the soul of Kaiserslautern!

The premise is that he can continue to stay in this team.

As his performance becomes more and more outstanding, more and more Bundesliga teams have begun to target the young guards of Kaiserslautern. Barack is undoubtedly the most popular local rookie among Bundesliga teams. He is known as the new Effenberg, but some people say that he is more aggressive than Effenberg.

"Have you ever been confused, Tony?" Barack asked suddenly.

Tony Viccino nodded, "Of course, who has never been confused and lost his direction?"

"Then what do you do?" Barack asked in concern.

"It's very simple, choose what I believe!"

"Choose what I believe!" Barak murmured to himself.

Tony Vicino saw his appearance and smiled slightly, "Yang Cheng is a very outstanding, very special and mysterious head coach, but we cannot deny that he did bring out an outstanding team, and he has deeply engraved his coaching philosophy into Kaiserslautern's soul."

"A year and a half ago, I was not optimistic about this young Chinese, but a year and a half later, I have to admit that he completely changed my view of Kaiserslautern and successfully made me fall in love with this team!"

"Then why did you fall in love with this team?" Barack asked again.

Tony Vicino shook his head and laughed, "That's definitely not because of a defensive counterattack!"

Barack was stunned, as if he could hear the deep meaning of the words in Tony Vicino's words.

"Don't be so surprised, Damai, there are not many secrets for the team here. Although no one told me what happened, I vaguely guessed that Yang Cheng assigned each of you a very difficult homework to choose from!"

Barack smiled bitterly, and he had to admit that Tony Vicino knew everything about Kaiserslautern very well.

"I used to be bothered and had a headache, but someone told me that many times, behind our distress, we actually have an answer in our hearts, but we are not confident enough to accept this answer!"
To be continued...