Bergman set the time for Wednesday because Wednesday is the first team gathering date.

There are intervals in the professional league.

In addition to summer and winter, like the intervals of students' winter and summer vacations, there will also be "international competition days" during the league.

'International Match Day' is the time for FIFA to set a friendly match between national teams. In international football match days, football clubs must not interfere with the employment of national teams, ensure that national teams are worried about their employment, and must keep the venue between the hosting place of the event.

For teams in the Bundesliga, international match days are equivalent to holidays, because few players in the team can enter the national team.

St. Pauli is one of them.

In the past four consecutive league rounds, St. Pauli failed to win, with two draws and two losses in four games, and only got two pitiful points. Bergman was quite worried about his results, but he still gave the players a vacation and allowed them to enjoy their leisure vacation. Perhaps he would be in good shape if he reunited.

Wednesday.

All the players of St. Pauli gathered together again.

Bergman asked the assistant coach to warm up and did not arrange any meticulous training, but let them move freely and wait for the training match to arrive. The players from three to three and two groups also started to discuss it.

"I heard that I want to play against the youth team!"

"Why?"

"There are too many injuries! The coach probably wants to add to the lineup."

"Does the youth team have good seedlings?"

"It's really interesting. I've started looking forward to the competition with the youth team, so I let those guys see what the real professional team is!"

———

St. Pauli Youth Team Training Ground.

All the players gathered together, Flor stood in the center and was talking about the training match. "There is good news to tell everyone that we are going to have a training match with the first team."

"This is what I decided with Mr. Bergman. The protagonist is you, everyone. This training game will be very formal. You must play as a formal game."

Flor said patiently, "This is a rare opportunity. Perhaps no one of you doesn't want to enter the first team, play in the regular professional league, and truly stand in front of fans and media. You must seize the opportunity. Mr. Bergman will pay close attention to everyone's performance!"

“If you can perform well…”

Flor didn't continue to say it, and the previous content was enough for the players to make up for it.

If you perform well, you can enter the first team!

Every youth team player dreams of playing in a professional league. If you are selected into the first team, you will have the opportunity to participate in the German Second Division, which is equivalent to your dream.

The players started discussing enthusiastically-

"Gambling with the first team!"

"Mr. Bergman will watch the game and as long as he performs well, he can enter the first team!"

"Maybe I was selected if I was lucky!"

"If I can play in the Bundesliga, my family will be proud of me!"

“…”

Zhen Shaolong was standing with Kruze, listening to Kruze expressing his entanglement, "Gaming against the first team! I hope to perform well. But I think it's a bit too early to play in the professional league now, I'm less than twenty years old."

Zhen Shaolong curled his lips, "It's late at the age of 20. Many stars can play in the top league at the age of 18, and there are even younger ones. I can say more than ten."

"I can say twenty." Kruze rolled his eyes, "What's the use? They are geniuses, real geniuses, but then again, few people in Germany can play professional leagues very young."

“That’s true.”

"Do you think I have a chance?" Cruze wanted to find comfort.

Zhen Shaolong nodded, "If someone in the team could enter the first team, you must be ranked first, and then... it was probably Frey?"

"Are you praising me?"

A loud voice interrupted Zhen Shaolong's words, Freiberg walked over with a smile on his face, "I heard, you said I could enter the first team, but you also talked about Dictor..."

Freiberg glanced at Cruze, as if he didn't want to provoke him, and continued, "Maybe? We are teammates, and it's not interesting to compare, but no matter who can enter the first team, you can't be there."

Zhen Shaolong pursed his lips and felt the urge to fist.

Freiberg continued to take the blame, "Do you know the reason? I don't hate you, Zhen, it's the words in my heart." His voice became sincere, "But the fact is, Mr. Flor, it's absolutely impossible for you to appear."

———

Freiberg said it.

All the players of the youth team went to the first team training ground. After arriving, they simply warmed up and held a training match with the first team.

The starting list of Flor's list does not have the name of Zhen Shaolong, so he can only sit on the sidelines and watch his teammates play.

When the audience doesn't feel very good.

Zhen Shaolong didn't have to join the first team. His physical abilities are still very poor. He is only eighteen years old. He is one of the youngest players in the team. He can wait for one or two years.

With each system task and insisting on fitness and improving, you will definitely be able to compete in professional arenas in the future.

However, when thinking about Freiberg and Flor again, he still felt very unhappy...

Very unhappy!

That was the first idea.

Now Zhen Shaolong would rather not appear here.

Because...Bergman.

Zhen Shaolong still remembers sarcasticating Bergman, saying that he was too old and not as handsome as himself, his youth, and his handsomeness as he was. Anyway, it was a bunch of words that belittled the other party and praised him.

That's not a wonderful memory.

He only hopes to stay in the youth team, and it is best to stay until Bergman is dismissed, then find opportunities to join the first team, or be traded to other teams, which is acceptable.

It seems that I can't escape now.

"I can't see me!"

"I can't recognize me!"

"I only have my mind, but my body is not..." Zhen Shaolong closed his eyes hard and prayed.

Of course that's useless.

Bergman noticed him, and from the beginning, and during his conversation with Flor, he pointed at what he said.

Zhen Shaolong knew that he must be talking about himself.

What would Bergman do?

"Call me over and sarcastically? Strange it? Or... directly fire the team?"

This is not a malicious speculation!

Thinking about it from another perspective, if you were mocked by yourself, you would have revenge if you found an opportunity?

possible?

affim?

Zhen Shaolong couldn't imagine it. He didn't know what it would be like to be a head coach, so he could only think about the worst. He felt that he should make plans early, should he contact other clubs and prepare to try out?

Maybe you can find opportunities in other clubs.

at the same time.

Bergman was also talking to Flor about Zhen Shaolong, "Marius, why don't you let that Asian boy try it?"

Flor immediately shook his head and said, "You think Zhen? He is in poor health and falls down as soon as he touches it. He can't play at all." After that, he added, "He didn't perform even in the German North League, and he couldn't touch a few goals in a game, let alone appear now."

Bergman said strangely, "As you said, he could not have entered the youth team at all, but he passed the trial."

"His skills are still acceptable," Flor explained.
Chapter completed!