From the Country Team To the Rich

"Sorry, we don't accept any interviews!"

Harden Bazel stood at the entrance of the training ground and said to the reporters.

"We will not reveal your tactical information, we only need five minutes."

A youth sports media reporter said quickly.

Regarding this, Harden Bazel still shook his head and said, "Sorry!"

Seeing Harden Bazel's resolute attitude, the reporters had no choice.

After dismissing the reporters, Harden Bazel returned to the training ground, and a middle-aged man with a beard and a baseball cap walked over.

"Actually, you can just let them go, they are a bunch of sluts!"

This middle-aged man was about 35 years old, with sunken eyes, a hooked nose, thin lips tightly pressed together, and his demeanor was extremely cold.

His name is Matthew Steven, a Dutchman.

Matthew Steven had been working as a scout before, but since Zhang Xian knew that this guy had a UEFA B-level coaching certificate, he threw him into the coaching team.

Matthew. Steven's professional knowledge is very solid, and he is not the kind of pedantic book school. He knows how to train players in a targeted manner.

The most important thing is that this guy has a very high tactical accomplishment, of course, this is what he himself said.

According to his level, it shouldn't be difficult for this guy to find a job, but the problem is that this guy has a bad temper, as smelly and hard as a stone in a latrine.

This guy is one of the few people who dare to yell at Hoffenheim's current head coach, Koch.

It would be fine if it was Koch in the past, but now with Zhang Xian's support, no one can shake Koch's right in the first team.

Even the Scherff brothers and Wagner have to deal with it carefully, and this guy directly pointed out the problems in Koch's tactics when he participated in the coaches' meeting for the first time, and gave a "stupid" evaluation.

Koch was furious on the spot, and directly kicked the guy to the youth training.

But then, Koch also found that what Matthew Steven said was correct, but he was right, and he would not forgive this guy who embarrassed him.

Koch immediately pushed him to the U11-12 echelon,

Keep him as far away from you as possible.

Harden Bazel patted the other person's shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile, "Don't be so irritable, you have to learn to be patient!"

Regarding this, Matthew Steven sneered: "Patience will only fuel their arrogance, I won't do that!"

Harden Bazel shook his head with a smile and said, "How are Little Leo and the others preparing?"

Hearing this, Matthew Steven's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "They are well prepared, and tomorrow we will be able to teach the little devils in La Masia a hard lesson."

After finishing speaking, Matthew Steven couldn't help but mocked; "That old man Koch would never have imagined that he demoted me to the youth training echelon. What a stupid decision!"

Harden Bazel grinned.

These two are completely on the bar.

In fact, Koch still admires Matthew Steven.

Now all Hoffenheim knows that the 'Sonal U11-12 echelon' is a group of babies, and it is likely to grow into a golden generation.

The last time Wagner volunteered to coach this echelon, he was rejected by Koch.

Instead, Matthew Steven came here.

This means that although this guy refuted Koch's face, the old guy still admires Matthew Steven.

It's just that Koch is stubborn and unwilling to admit it.

As for Matthew Steven, he is a tough guy with good coaching skills and good tactical skills, but his emotional intelligence is pitifully low.

 …

The training center in Stuttgart the next day.

A scrolling screen at the entrance reads 'World Youth Football Championship'.

Some people with work licenses and press cards hanging around their necks kept coming in and out, and some local residents were interspersed among them.

After a month of multiple rounds, this "World Youth Football Championship" finally entered the quarterfinals.

Every game is at the top level for all age groups.

From U11-U18 to play games in eight training grounds.

Among them, the most concerned is undoubtedly the U18 echelon competition. After all, these children's competitions have enough appreciation and have left the category of potential.

The second is the U12 echelon competition.

The reason why the U12 echelon competition has attracted so much attention is mainly because of La Masia’s talented player ‘Harvey Abano’.

This 12-year-old player has gained a lot of attention in this grade. Thanks to the deliberate publicity of Barcelona, ​​he became famous at a young age, and even appeared on the list of the top ten future stars selected by "Spanish sports newspaper".

Despite being tenth, the guy is only 12 years old, which is enough to represent his talent.

"It seems that this time the German youth training will be wiped out!"

A Spanish reporter shook his head and laughed.

Others also joined in.

For them, the La Masia U12 echelon led by Harvey Abano has a stronger strength, and the elimination of the Sonal youth training means that the German youth training is wiped out at the U12 level.

As Spaniards, they are well aware of how terrifying Harvey Abano's talent is.

Therefore, they decided that the match would be a massacre.

"Don't speak too soon!"

At this time, a man wearing a beret spoke.

The Spanish reporter turned his head to look, and when he saw the man in the beret, he was surprised: "Case? Why are you here?"

Anton Keith, a well-known reporter in the youth section of the well-known German media "Sportsman".

He has excavated many talented players, and created momentum for young players through the media, allowing them to enter the vision of the giants' youth training.

And those young players are also very competitive, and they are all active in the top arena.

For this reason, Anton Keith also won the reputation of "Bole".

There are even rumors that someone from Munich 1900 reads Anton Keith's reports every day and gets information about the little demon from them.

It can be said that being valued by Anton Keith and reported on represents a bright future.

"What are you doing here? You also came to see Harvey Abano?"

The Spanish reporter asked enthusiastically.

To this, Anton Keith smiled and did not respond.

He picked up the camera in his hand, aimed at a short figure in the arena, and clicked the shutter.

Immediately, he put down the camera, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the stadium.

He wasn't here to see Harvey Abano.

He has no interest in the talent the Spaniards have brought up.

He only cares about one person.

Leo Meget!

 …

The "Sonal Youth Training" young players took the lead in entering the field.

Their arrival did not cause much repercussions except for the attention of German journalists.

On the other hand, when the La Masia youth training team arrived, the reporters immediately surrounded them and greeted them with long guns and short guns.

La Masia deserves to be one of the best youth training teams in the world.

They were dressed in uniform, lined up in an orderly manner, and were neatly conducting warm-up training under the arrangement of the coaches.

Harvey Abano, who is a 'talented player', was being interviewed surrounded by the media.

Harvey Abano is about 1.5 meters tall, and he is one of the fastest growing among his peers. His brown hair is fixed with dry glue, and the back of his head is like a president's hairstyle.

With his hands behind his back, he accepted the interview calmly.

"Our goal is only one, and that is the championship! La Masia is the best youth training, we will prove it!"

Harvey Abano is faintly like a little adult in other respects except for his immature voice.

Especially his confident and calm appearance made some young players from Sonal's youth training not to mention how upset they were.

"Pretentious!"

Ranier held the ball, looked at Harvey Abano's back, and said resentfully.

Little Leo was bouncing the ball. Hearing that he stepped on the ball, he turned his head and said, "Are you jealous?"

Ranier suddenly turned her head, clenched her hands into fists, the phalanx of her middle finger protruded slightly, and slammed into little Leo's head.

"Fart! How could I be jealous of him!"

Little Leo grinned and begged loudly: "It hurts! I was wrong!"

Seeing Little Leo's sincere attitude in admitting his mistake, Ranie let go of the other party, curled his lips and said, "I'll make them look good later."

"He can't get past me!"

At this time, a boy who was also close to 1.5 meters tall came over and said.

His name is Habr, and he is a midfielder for Sonal's U12 echelon.

In this regard, Ranie was convinced, and said, "Come on!"

"En!" Hubbard nodded and said.

As for why they have such high self-confidence, it largely comes from little Leo.

During the training in the team, they suffered a lot in order to guard against Leo Hable Jr. and Ranieri.

For them, that Harvey Abano is a genius, but there is a monster in Sonal's youth training!

The young players from both sides have finished warming up and the game is about to start.

Ranier is the captain of Sonal's U11 team and is giving a pre-match speech.

The little guy wore the captain's armband and gave a passionate speech:

"I hope all of you are the same, only then will you have the determination to win the game!"

"I'm not saying that if you want to be someone, just be yourself, but be full of passion and make up your mind to make this team!"

"When we get to the field, let's teach our opponents what a super ace is!"

"Prove it to them, let them know that this is German land, and this is our home field!"

"At our home court, we can't lose!"

"Others fail, let him fail, at least we're still here."

"So what about La Masia? What about Harvey Arnold? Get rid of them! We can do it!"

The faces of the little players flushed with excitement, and they shouted in unison in immature voices: "Fuck them!"

After a roar, the little players entered the arena, found their positions, and prepared to play.

On the other side, at the coach's bench, Harden Bazel stood with Matthew Steven.

Harden Bazel listened to this pre-match speech and praised: "Your decision is right. Ranier is indeed more suitable to be the captain."

"The captain doesn't have to be very famous, but at least in this team, he must speak powerfully." Matthew Steven smiled; "Ragne has inherited Hoffenheim's temperament, freedom, passion, bravery and concentration , Ranier is really naughty in normal times, but he is a real man on the court."

The young players on both sides are already in place.

Ranier, Huber, Leo and other little guys stared at Harvey Abano closely.

Obviously, they understand who is the most threatening on the opposing team.

As for Harvey Abano, he also felt these gazes, but his face was calm, and he was used to these.

For Xavi Abano, he is God's favorite in Spain.

In the arena, no one can beat him.

He will conquer everyone present with his gorgeous technology.

Thinking of this, Harvey Abano raised his chin slightly, showing a confident smile.

And this scene was seen by Ranie, and his teeth itched involuntarily.

"This guy is pretending again!"