The club Voruvi White Star (nickname White Star) is located in the Voruvi District of Brussels, Belgium. It has been hovering in the Belgian League C before. In the 2o1o-2o11 season, it won the Group B championship without an unprecedented victory, so it was able to appear in the 2o11-2o12 League B team.

Here is a brief introduction to Belgium's unique league system: the Belgian Football League consists of 18 teams (16 teams in the First Division) and adopts a double round-robin system (each team meets other teams twice in home and away respectively). The calculation method for points in a single game is that the winner gets 3 points, the loser gets 0 points, and the draw will each score 1 point. The team with the first total points at the end of the league can be directly upgraded, while the first place in the three stages of the league (i.e. the 1-1O rounds of the league, 11-22 rounds, 23-34 rounds) will be promoted and relegated with the winner of the First Division relegated play-off to determine the last upgrade place. If the first place in the three stages has a repeated team, or has already won the first total points, the quota will be replaced by the team with the highest total points, and the team with the last two will be relegated.

As a newly promoted team, the Wolouwei White Star Club should have purchased strong players in order to relegate or get a good ranking. Unfortunately, the club is short of funds and cannot buy favorite players in the player market, so the team has always been working to cultivate young players as a team to survive.

Philippe Juven is the assistant coach of the first team of the Wolouve White Star Club and the head coach of U21. He is good at training, especially at offensive tactical training. He is also well-known in Belgium.

On that day, as usual, after having a delicious breakfast, he drove to the club to prepare for the new season.

As soon as I arrived at the club gate, I saw a black Asian boy walking into the club with his backpack.

"Asian boy? Is it a newly recruited player from the club? I haven't heard Mazu say it, it's really strange. " Philip muttered.

Mazu is the team's first team head coach. Last year, under his leadership, the team finally entered the ranks of the second division.

Philip opened the car window and greeted Rutherford, the uncle who was watching the door: "Hey, dear Rutherford, who is the young man who just entered?"

"You said that Chinese guy?" Old Rutherford stood up and waved to Philip: "He said he was here to try out, what's his name? Sorry, Mr. Philip, the Chinese name is so strange."

"Trial? Chinese? Zhang?" Philip nodded thoughtfully, waved at Rutherford, and drove straight into the club.

Trials are everywhere in Belgium, and success or not are not rare. However, this Chinese zhang is almost household name among the coaching staff of various clubs in Belgium.

Why? From various clubs in France to various clubs in Belgium, no matter how many times they failed, they still pursued their football dreams in abstinent manner. No matter what their strength is, this infatuation with football is worth remembering this unique boy.

Philip has always had a special affection for this young man who burst out with love for football from the bottom of his heart, even if this young man comes from Eastern China, which is known as the football desert. So he can't wait for this young man who is trying out from China.

Philip is usually responsible for the trial training, so ten minutes later, he met this unique Chinese boy. ◎       ?№           ?

After introducing himself, Philip began a routine trial process. Although he had a good impression of Zhang Xu, this did not hinder Philip's meticulousness in his work.

An hour later, Philip had to shake his head in disappointment. Zhang Xu's physical condition was indeed not enough. Even if he got Ying, who was more fierce in confrontation, he would have a place.

However, other events are OK if they are an amateur team, but it is far from enough to play in professional football.

Zhang Xu's trial was conducted with the first team players. The players started to laugh at Zhang Xu's rough skills and tactics, but Zhang Xu, who was cheerful and lively by nature and had no language barriers, quickly got along with the players.

Later, the players began to actively help Zhang Xu, hoping to help Zhang Xu's trial training, because as professional players, they could see that Zhang Xu's level was really a bit low.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I can only say nothing to this Chinese boy like the coaches of other clubs. Alas, it's a pity!" Philip sighed. He was already 46 years old and could not see the ability and hope of this Chinese boy to be able to build on professional football.

Although trials usually last for one week, three or four days are enough to judge a player's ability and potential.

"Phillip, it seems that this Chinese boy really has no potential! No wonder other clubs refused." The head coach of the first team, Mazu, was also curious about Zhang Xu, who is famous. After hearing that Zhang Xu came to try out, he deliberately went down from the office building to watch Zhang Xu's trial. In less than an hour, he spread his hands at Philip in disappointment and said with a wry smile.

"Yes, yes." Philip murmured, his eyes lost.

The first day of trial was soon over. Philip looked at Zhang Xu's longing eyes and couldn't say anything to refuse for a moment.

"zhang, uh, what should I say today?" Philip didn't know how to organize the words.

"Mr. Coach, I know I'm not performing well enough. I will work hard tomorrow!" Zhang Xu's tone was firm and powerful.

"Uh, okay, zhang, then, see you tomorrow!" Philip actually said this against his will.

"Okay! Mr. Coach! I will definitely be on time tomorrow... Oh, no, I will definitely arrive at the training ground in advance!" Zhang Xu was grateful to the coach who spoke kindly, just because he was the first coach who did not say that he was not good.

"Uh, damn it! I should reject him directly! Although I am a little cruel to him, it is better to have a short pain than long pain. The sooner he realizes the gap between himself and professional football, the less harm it will be to him!" Philip looked at Zhang Xu who was running away from the training ground and was worried.

"Forget it, let's talk to him tomorrow!" Philip shook his head and left the training ground with a hint of regret.

The second day, the third day, the fourth day... the fifth day, the sixth day's trials have all ended, but Philip looked at Zhang Xu's increasingly active training enthusiasm, but he still couldn't make up his mind to say something to Zhang Xu to refuse.

If it weren't for Zhang Xu's lack of level, he wouldn't want Zhang Xu to leave the team. Because he faintly showed up, Zhang Xu seemed to have a magic power, which could easily allow everyone around him to accept and accompany him to work hard. Since Zhang Xu came to the team, the atmosphere inside the team has become very harmonious, and the enthusiasm for training has also increased a lot more than before. All of this is obviously inseparable from Zhang Xu.

"Phillip, old man, when are you going to show off with him?" That day, head coach Mazu couldn't help asking.

"Uh, today." Philip's tone was full of entanglement.

When Zhang Xu came to Philip again and waited for his verdict with hope, Philip was once again confused.

"zhang, look, uh, you've been here for five days in training. Shouldn't you go back to school?" Philip finally made up his mind and said his meaning in a vague way.

"It's okay, Mr. Philip," Zhang Xu had been able to call out the gentleman's name familiarly after a few days of getting along: "I passed the school exam long before I came, and it would be fine if I tried for another week."

Philip wanted to slap himself: "Uh, okay," he took a deep breath: "Then I'll just say it, zhang, you, you, you really, really, really can't meet the requirements of professional football, okay, yes..."

Seeing Zhang Xu lowering his head in extreme loss, Philip felt that he had done something extremely guilty: "zhang, you, don't come here tomorrow!"

After losing, Zhang Xu raised his head and said firmly: "Mr. Philip, please give me another day, okay? After the trial training tomorrow, I will leave the team. Please! Is it OK? Mr.?"
Chapter completed!