Author: Grayson Gudong

"I have a request, coach."

Ryan Mason's eyes lit up: "You said, what I can do will definitely help you."

He wondered whether this kid would have to make a set of signatures from Tottenham stars by himself, such as Harry Kane, Son Heung-min, Loris, etc., and would still take a photo with them.

He can do all this.

Moreover, these are enough precious memories for a young player who came from afar.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoliang said: "I want to defend Steve one-on-one in tomorrow's game."

"What?!"

Ryan Mason opened his mouth in surprise.

"Are you serious?"

Chen Xiaoliang nodded.

"He is an attacking midfielder. Do you want to play as a midfielder?"

Chen Xiaoliang nodded again.

"Oh my God!" Ryan Mason spread his hands. He thought Chen Xiaoliang was still in his mood just now and wanted to take revenge on Steve.

But after seeing Chen Xiaoliang's eyes, Ryan Mason discovered a kind of determination and firmness.

How many times did he dream about it at midnight? Why didn’t he want to have another real battle with Gary Cahill, who broke himself into a skull and forced himself to retire?

The empathy between men resonates with them.

"Okay, the football matter is solved on the court. But, Chen, after I get on the court, I can't help you. I won't say anything to the referee, nor will I say anything to Steve. Everything depends on you. You must also stay calm and focus and don't do anything stupid."

Chen Xiaoliang clasped his fists with his hands, bowed forward, and performed a traditional ceremony in the Red Country: "Thank you, coach!"

Just then, Chen Xiaoliang accepted reality.

He repeatedly thought about the current situation. He had an average physical fitness and a bunch of terrible offensive attributes. Only one steal was worth 20. Such a panel could not do anything except being a mad dog-style ball grab machine on the court.

Since Steve is an offensive midfielder, then he will play as a defensive midfielder and do nothing in the whole game. Just fight him! Kill him!

The youth training team members on the side whispered to Ryan Mason and Chen Xiaoliang for a long time, and then whispered again.

"Steve, the coach is still protecting you."

Steve obviously became more and more arrogant: "Why are the coach so polite to that red country boy? If I had been the case, I would have driven him away long ago."

"You don't understand. The Red National Football Association gave the money. The club will take photos and videos tomorrow's game. At that time, find a few photos that look like that and then put them online, and can help the club promote the Red National Market."

Speaking of this, several youth training players glanced at Chen Xiaoliang with disdain and left one after another.

The next day, Tottenham Hotspur training base, the largest training ground.

There were more than a dozen spectators sitting on the side of the court, mainly the coaches and scouts of the youth training team, as well as several team doctors and data analysts, as well as a camera supported by a bracket.

On the other side of the stands, there was also a man sitting silently, preparing to watch the next game.

He wore a sweatshirt and flipped his hat over his head to cover the dazzling sunshine.

There was no one around him, as if he had a unique aura.

The players played one after another, wearing white vests and black vests that symbolize the main players and substitutes.

As expected, Chen Xiaoliang was assigned to the substitute group and was on the bench on the sidelines.

But he was not in a hurry. He knew that it would be difficult to start and play a full ninety-minute game with his 10-point endurance.

Ryan Mason also promised him that he would give him at least 45 minutes of game time and let him play the position he wanted to play.

At this moment, Chen Xiaoliang's eyes were all full of the main team captain who was doing simple stretching near the middle circle, the midfield core Steve Rogers.

"Beep!"

The game began as the referee whistle blew.

【Dongdongdongdongdongdong!】

A panel appeared in front of Chen Xiaoliang, who was about to observe carefully.

【Trigger the match exclusive mission!】

[Basic task content: During playing time, the team will not lose the ball]

[Advanced Mission Content: Winning this game]

Chen Xiaoliang was stunned and almost forgot that he had such a system.

“What are the rewards for completing the mission?”

【Determine the performance of the game】

"NND is still insincere. Turn it off and don't affect me watching the game!"

Every minute and every second now determines his entire football career, but he has no time to get involved with the system and waste time here.

【Does the host accept time-limited tasks?】

Chen Xiaoliang was still angry at the system panel that did not dissipate immediately in the last second, and the next second he was attracted by the system's words.

"Limited time mission? What's it?"

[Limited time mission content: Before the end of the game, Steve Rogers was injured and quit the game]

[Limited time task reward: add one to any attribute point]

Nani?!

What the hell mission is this?!

The reward is actually just one attribute point!

Chen Xiaoliang was stunned. He didn't expect the system would release such a secret task.

Just as he was hesitating, the main team had already surrounded the substitute team under Steve's organization near the penalty area.

There is no way, the gap is too obvious.

Unlike the opening and closing of the British midfielder, Steve's style of play is more inclined to the delicacy and skills of the Spanish midfielder, which is also the inevitable result of English football's continuous integration of European continental styles.

In youth training, it is reflected that it no longer uses simple long passes to find the ball behind the back, and simply raise high balls from the bottom and compete for the top in the middle as an offensive method, but rather pays more attention to the combination of short passes and penetration in the edges and middle, combined with rapid counterattacks, and more ground kicks with inverted triangle crosses.

At the same time, more and more head coaches in Spain, Italy and Germany are taking charge of Premier League teams, which has also accelerated the mix of different football styles.

Steve can be said to be the fruit of this idea in youth training.

Chen Xiaoliang looked at his delicate footwork and the right passing route, and soon forgot the task the system just released.

Although he had witnessed such wonderful performances many times in the past two months, he still couldn't help but sigh:

"He's such a genius! No wonder Ryan Mason valued him so much!"

But when he thought of Steve's not very open character, Chen Xiaoliang couldn't help but get angry from his heart again.

As time passed by minute by minute, the main team always put the substitute team in their half. Even Ryan Mason discovered that Steve was particularly focused and dedicated today.

He was wondering why, and inadvertently saw the man wearing a sweatshirt hood in the stands opposite the stadium.

Two letters are printed under the Tottenham team logo on the man's chest: JM

Jose Mourinho!

Tottenham Hotspur’s head coach!

World-famous champion coach!

Ryan Mason suddenly realized that no wonder Steve worked so hard today. The head coach of the first team came to the stadium to observe the youth training players. No player would miss such a good opportunity.
Chapter completed!