From the Country Team To the Rich

  Chapter 161 The Importance of Passing!

   Throughout the training process, Alex has been scolded, Lol Christopher scolded more and more fiercely, which made Alex even more frightened, and even his movements began to deform.

  Perhaps being aware of this problem, Lol Christophe was so scared that he immediately stopped, and quickly replaced this guy. He didn't want to really scold this guy.

  After the training match, everyone began to run laps around the training ground.

  Alex subconsciously wanted to follow, but he was soon pulled to the center of the court by Lol Christopher by the back of his neck.

  Alex was trembling with fright, he did not dare to look at Lol Christopher.

  The latter glanced at Alex faintly, then picked up a ball from the side, kicked it fiercely, and then said to Alex: "Go chasing the ball!"

  Alex stood blankly for a while, and Lol Christophe said irritably; "Quickly chase!"

  Alex was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. The ball was quickly picked up.

  Lol Christopher took the ball, glanced at Alex and asked, "Do you understand?"

   "What?" Alex was completely frightened and at a loss.

  Lol Christophe did not answer, he kicked the ball out again and let the latter run to pick it up.

  It goes back and forth like this, more than ten times.

  Lol Christophe asks every time, ‘understand? ’But Alex still didn’t understand.

  When it was the eleventh time, Alex was about to collapse.

   With red eyes and crying, he shouted: "I don't understand! I don't understand! I really don't understand!"

  Lol Christophe's mouth was slightly tilted, and he nodded and said; "Very well, I'll tell you!"

  Alex was stunned.

"What I want to tell you is very simple. You tried it just now. I don’t deny that your speed is very fast. This is also your weapon, but you have to understand a truth. Football is not a game for one person, but an eleventh game. In individual team sports, besides you, there are ten teammates in the arena."

   "Yes, you can run fast enough, but can you pass the football out?"

  "This is the first lesson I teach you. You can never run the ball, remember! The importance of passing!"

  Outside the field, Zhang Xian stood with Jurgen Bauer in a security uniform.

Both of them looked at Alex.

   Zhang Xian said; "Exercising too much!"

   Jurgen Bauer smiled; "The little player needs to be polished and polished, and Chris knows how to train him!"

   "But I'm afraid I can't bear this pressure." Zhang Xian frowned slightly. He didn't want Alex to wither before he fully bloomed.

  Jurgen Bauer believes in this; "So, I need to play at this time."

   Hearing this, Zhang Xian turned his head and said suspiciously: "You?"

   Jurgen Bauer lifted his chin slightly and said; "Forget, what I told you? Save genius for Hoffenheim!"

   Zhang Xian grinned; "Are you sure, you can do it?"

   Jurgen Bauer patted his chest and said; "No problem, I prepared for this for two years!"

  Zhang Xian: "."

  After the training match, the players returned to the dormitory in twos and threes to take a shower and prepare to eat dinner.

  After taking a shower, Biardini ran to find his fellow Africans and wanted to comfort him.

  But he knocked on the door for a long time, and Alex did not open the door.

  Biaardini thought that the other party had fallen asleep after a day of intensive training, so he did not continue to disturb him, and went to the cafeteria to prepare for a meal.

  At this moment, Alex has come to the periphery of the training base, squatting next to a small pond, crying bitterly.

  The bad experience of the day made him feel very sad.

  He thought that after being signed by Hoffenheim, everything would be wonderful, and he believed that with his own efforts, he would become a big star.

  But the facts gave him a big setback.

  I am a rookie, a complete layman.

  Everything he was proud of was ruthlessly shattered.

   Crouching by the pond, he watched his figure reflected on the water, his dirty clothes, messy head shape, and he was embarrassed.

   Feelings of grievance, anger, helplessness, etc. erupted, and he couldn't help crying.

  In fact, he is only a 20-year-old child.

  He has a long way to go before he truly grows up.

   Just as Alex was crying, there was a whispering movement in his ear.

  He quickly stopped his tears and turned his head with his red eyes.

  He saw a fat man wearing security clothing standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

  Alex was actually a little embarrassed, he turned his head quickly and wiped away the tears.

  At this time, Jurgen Bauer came over and wanted to squat next to the opponent, but found that his tonnage was a little too heavy and he could only sit beside him.

  At the same time, he took out his phone again, looked through the translation software, started typing, and finally handed the phone to Alex.

   Jurgen Bauer: [You played well! 】

  Alex sniffed, turned to look at the fat man, and began to type:

【you're lying! 】

   Jurgen Bauer couldn't help but smile, and continued typing.

【Do not! I am telling the truth! 】

  Alex Pepe’s mouth.

  【I obviously played very badly. Mr. Coach said I was stupid, and I also felt stupid! 】

  【But you didn't complain, did you? 】

  Alex was stunned.

  Looking at the other person’s expression, Jurgen Bauer continued his efforts.

   [No one is successful at the beginning, you need a little bit of accumulation, slowly to make yourself stronger, don’t blame the coach, he is just not good at expressing, he cares about you very much. 】

  Alex pursed his lips.

  【But he always scolds me! 】

   Jurgen Bauer chuckled.

  [This means that he values ​​you. If he doesn’t care about you, it means that you have no value. It is precisely because you are valuable that he will scold you and hope you can become better and better. 】

  Alex is suspicious.

【Really? 】

  【I don’t have to lie to you, boy! 】

  Alex thought for a while, and it seemed to make sense, but his mood improved a bit. He took his cell phone to type.

【Thank you! 】

   Jurgen Ball looked at him gently, and typed:

【do you know? Every encounter is an arrangement of fate, and every possession is the beginning of happiness. I am very grateful to you for coming to Hoffenheim! 】

  Alex scratched his head.

  【It is I should thank you, you have helped me a lot. 】

  In response, Jurgen Bauer smiled.

   [No, we have achieved each other, you are waiting for Hoffenheim, Hoffenheim is also waiting for your arrival, there are a thousand kinds of waiting in the world, do you know what the best kind is called? 】

【what is it call? 】

   Jurgen Bauer finished typing, stretched out his hand and patted the opponent's shoulder lightly, and handed the phone over.

  Alex lowered his head and glanced, he couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then he felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up.

  On the phone, two lines of words.

  【The future can be expected! 】

[I look forward to your walk on the Filzmo Stadium, I look forward to you being able to siege Hoffenheim, I look forward to you receiving the most enthusiastic cheers from Hoffenheim fans, and I look forward to your response to me . 】

  Alex’s heart turned fiery.

  Sometimes blindly suppressing is not a good thing, and appropriate encouragement is needed.

  And with the encouragement of Jurgen Bauer, Alex regained his confidence and enthusiasm.

  He took the phone and typed a line solemnly.

【rest assured! If that day does come, as long as you are in the stands, I will definitely see you and give you a warm response. My first goal can be dedicated to you! 】

   Jurgen Bauer took the phone, smiled and patted the other person on the shoulder, then turned his head and left.

  When he left around the small pond and came to the main road, Jurgen Bauer's stiff cheek twitched with a smile.

  He rubbed his face fiercely, patted him, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said; "It's a beautiful job, Bauer! You have left a genius for Hoffenheim!"

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