On Monday, Chu Zhongtian did not see Russell in school, and he didn't even see Borger. That kind of injury should not be cured in a day or two. Chu Zhongtian thought it was normal for them not to come to school. Anyway, these two guys often skip classes. Russell has now confirmed to transfer to Weiling United next season, and basically makes great strides towards professional football. Looking at Borger, he seems to be planning to get through until graduation and finish what he does after graduation. Who knows what he does? Chu Zhongtian is not his father, so what do he do so much?

Chu Zhongtian only thought Russell was recuperating at home, and Borger, as a friend, would definitely visit him, so he didn't take it to heart.

He still shuttles back and forth every day at school, working places, and the apartments shared with Yang Yang. When it doesn't rain, he will carry the ball under his feet and continue to practice the ball control skills Russell taught him. When it rains, he will not take the ball and practice physical fitness alone. After so long practice, he can deeply feel the benefits of this training. He is becoming more and more confident in ball control. He uses the simplest trolling and spiking movements many times in the game to shake off the entangled opponents, protect the football and pass it out. That feeling is much more wonderful than before when the ball is cut off and passed it to his nearest teammates around him!

The effect is very intuitive and obvious, so Chu Zhongtian is more motivated to practice. Not only that, he also increases the difficulty for himself in different ways. For example, he requires that when driving the ball, he should not drift too far forward every time. He must be able to touch the ball for the second time between two steps, and the speed and control of the ball will not be delayed. In this way, when he is in the game, he can maintain the stability of control of the ball in high speed, so that he will not lose control of the football because he wants to drive the ball at high speed, and instead leave the opponent with the opportunity to intercept the ball.

A few more days passed, and the Easter holiday came. The school was on holiday again, and the second semester ended.

Three weeks later, the third semester begins, and the summer vacation will last until mid-June. Wimbledon Art School is a three-semester system for one academic year, which means that a school year is divided into three semesters. From September and October to Christmas is considered a semester. From the Christmas holiday to Easter is the second semester, from the Easter holiday to the summer vacation is the third semester.

In these three weeks, Chu Zhongtian will not miss any training class or any game. He hopes that Wimbledon can overtake the league's first place, the 2000 2000. Even if he cannot overtake, he will narrow the score gap between the two sides and reserve hope for the final reversal.

Wimbledon previously slaughtered North Glenford United 6:2 at his home court, while in the same round of the league, Wiesdean, ranked first, lost, and the difference between the two sides suddenly narrowed to five points. This seemed to greatly increase their hope of directly upgrading.

Since Wimbledon has played against Vessidon, they lacked an opportunity to directly narrow the score. Now all they can do is win one after another, while expecting their opponents to make mistakes. As long as Vessidon continues to lose like he did in the last round of the league, Wimbledon can complete a major reversal in a season, reach the throne at the end of the league, and advance directly to the eighth season of the league - Ismian League One. There, new opponents are waiting for them on a new stage.

On March 26th, in another league game, the team defeated Westfield 2:1, maintaining the momentum of winning streak in Russell's absence. The impact of Russell's inability to participate is not very obvious, because the 6:2 victory made the players of Wimbledon Athletics strong. They felt that nothing in this world could stop them from moving towards Ismian's first league. What is the ninth league? The team's momentum during this period reminded Chu Zhongtian of a sentence:

Jinlin is not something in the pond, but it turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds!

We are dragons, how can we roll around in a quagmire like the Ninth League without seeking progress?

※※The rain stopped for a week after the match against North Glenford United. There was no rain again after that, and most sunny days were sunny. Whether it was going to Kings Ranch Xunlan, working at the Duns Bar, or sending orders for Mike China, Chu Zhongtian was able to continue his own ball control and practice dribbling.

The temperature is rising at the end of March, neither cold nor hot, and it is the most comfortable time of the year.

Chu Zhongtian was wearing a long-sleeved pullover, which was a T-shirt for training, and the backpack on his back was filled with clothes he had to change after the shower after the training. Under his feet was the gift John gave him during Christmas—Embo’s jogging shoes, and the football he was playing was also the Christmas gift that Lao Bente and the others gave him. He didn’t spend much money on his clothes, but he was really saving... When Chu Zhongtian ran to King’s Ranch, he was sweating.

The warm-up is over. Now the whole team knows that the Chinese boy in their team is a physically abnormal who runs to Kings Ranch every time he trains and plays the game. At first, he is very surprised, looking at him with the eyes of the monster, or talking about it privately. Now... he comes to the stadium with sweating profusely, and everyone is no longer surprised. They must learn to ignore it, otherwise people will be more annoyed. When they think of their poor physical fitness, they will feel lost and depressed.

When Chu Zhongtian walked into the locker room, he felt something was wrong.

Everyone was careful when talking, as if they were holding their throats, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. The usual lively atmosphere in the locker room was both music and pole dancing, and it was quiet and seemed like a pool of stagnant water.

Chu Zhongtian, who walked into the locker room, was startled by the atmosphere in the locker room and thought he had remembered the wrong day - today was not Wimbledon's training day, but the training day of the Kingstons, another team that shared the stadium.

Fortunately, he was the first to see Qiao Xilin's face, which made him feel relieved.

"Hi, jeep. The sun is pretty good today, so I finally don't have to play football in the mud." He smiled and said hello to the friend, intending to bring some fresh air to the dull locker room. Xilin's return gift was a little perfunctory, and the smile on his face was even more reluctant.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zhongtian leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"The blog brought bad news. I heard that Russell's season has been reimbursed..." Xilin whispered in his ear.

Chu Zhongtian was shocked, and he stared at Xilin and asked, "Such serious injury?"

"Very serious..." Xilin nodded with a deep expression on her face. Although there had been conflicts before, all conflicts have disappeared now. As a member of the team, he also felt sad about Russell's injury - no player wants to be injured, and he can best feel the hurt.

Chu Zhongtian turned his head and saw Borge. He was standing alone in front of the cabinet to change clothes. On his left was Russell's cabinet. Now there was nothing except Alai Russell's name. Borge was obviously in a low mood. He stood in front of the cabinet with his head down, wearing only a pair of shorts, naked on his upper body, with his back to everyone.

Seeing him like that, Chu Zhongtian also lost interest in continuing to chat with Xilin. He walked to his cabinet and began to change his shoes silently. At this time, he felt that he could not help with anything. Perhaps it would be best to let Borge stay so quietly for a while. Everyone thought the same as him, so the locker room was so quiet.

Until everyone changed their clothes and walked to the court, there was no loud noise in the locker room. People who used to be careless were slight when closing the cabinet door. They knew that Borger was in a very bad mood. After seeing the last five minutes with North Glenford United, no one would intend to provoke the friendship between Borger and Russell. He could fuck two of them on the court without stopping, and what about his own people?

The players met their head coach Terry Eames, assistant coach Ingrich, as well as several coaches and team doctors on the court.

“I have something to announce before training today.”

Although the boss is so serious most of the time, when everyone knows that he looks stern today, he must be related to Russell.

"This is a very bad news." Eames' voice was low, which was indeed different from usual. "We lost an excellent teammate this season. Alley Russell's injury has been confirmed and he will miss all the remaining games this season..."

No one exclaimed, and the court was silent.

Eames was not surprised by his teammates' performance: "It seems you all know. This is a tragedy, but what I want to say is that this is not an intentional injury of the opponent's players, it is just an accident. I am very sorry that such an accident is always inevitable..."

Chu Zhongtian noticed that Borge clenched his fists when he heard this.

※※※ Russell stared at the orange sky outside the window in a daze. His pale yellow hair looked a little messy because he had not combed it for several days. His already fair face looked pale against the white wall and the bedding.

The wall clock on the opposite wall told him that it was four:30 now.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should now be on Kings Ranch, stepping on rotten grass, listening to the teachings of his boss Eames, and then preparing to warm up and start the training class that afternoon.

Yes, if nothing unexpected happens... If there is no accident, he wouldn't have to lie on the hospital bed now, looking helplessly at the sky outside the window in a daze.

The sunlight that approached the evening could not enter this backlit ward, and the dark room was a little cold.

The day after the injury, four days ago, the results of his injury report were roughly revealed. Although the doctor said that he would need further research, he already knew that he would not be able to play the ball this season, and it would take a month to get out of bed. It would take three months to completely recover. This was just that he could throw away the claws, walk freely, and run again. If he wanted to play football, he would also need to undergo long-term recovery training in the system, because these three months were enough to make his muscles stick and shrink.

He has received professional football training, and these things are not unfamiliar with them. Which football player has never been injured? Competitive sports are definitely not a practice of strengthening the body, but an overdrawing of the body and life. Since he was at the Wimbledon Youth Team, he has seen many examples of talented teenagers gradually sinking due to injuries.

Even if he completes the recovery training and returns to the court, how much ability does he have? If he doesn't come into contact with football for more than half a year, his skills will definitely decline. Russell has confidence in his skills and talents. He believes that as long as he gives himself time, he will definitely return to the top, but at that time... Does the Weiling United still need himself?

Yesterday, the head coach of the Welly United, Paul Parker, rushed to the hospital to visit him and comfort him to recuperate. He once again emphasized the previous agreement that since he had reached an agreement with Wimbledon, it would not be changed. After this summer, he will still become a Welly United player.

But what Russell wants is not just to become a player of the Weling United. He goes with his ambitions. He wants to become the core of this fifth-level team. He wants to help the team advance to the "League League" - the fourth-level English-C League!

If he just went to that team to be an ordinary member, he might as well stayed at Wimbledon. At least it would be more warm to be an ordinary member here because they are a big family. He did not want to play in the Wildling United for the rest of his life. He used the Wildling United as a springboard, hoping to arouse the interest of higher-level teams, and help him jump to a higher-level league through the Wildling United springboard.

So if you want to go, you must be the core, not the ordinary member.

Russell took his eyes back from the orange sky outside the window, and now his teammates must have started warming up on the court. He will leave this team next season, but he has no way to help the team advance to the eighth level league. What if... the team lacks momentum in the last moment and cannot catch up with West Dean? He is very clear about the team's current strength. Without his organization, there are very few ways to think of offense.

He is definitely not bragging, it can be seen from the performance of the team without him.

If the team is not able to upgrade in the end, it must be their own responsibility!

Russell clutched the corner of the quilt with both hands.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the door being opened from outside.

※※※"Russell's season is over, but our season is not yet." Eames continued. "I never think that anyone can't play with my team after leaving, and I don't want you to think so. There are nine games left before the end of the league, and we are only five points away from the first place. Guys, this is a very tempting point difference. It can stimulate people to catch up, and it can also make people feel that it is not difficult. I hope it will be the previous effect for you." He waved his hand, "Now warm up, we mainly practice crossing in the wing and grabbing points in the middle of the game."

The team started a jogging warm-up under the command of assistant coach Ingrich's whistle.

Borger had a gloomy face and ran in the middle of the team. Andy Sullivan was worried that he would complain to the boss, although what the boss said just now was a bit amazing... He leaned over and whispered to Borger: "Don't think too much, blog. The boss is not targeting Alai. He just doesn't want us to lose our fighting spirit. I heard from the captain that the team had prepared a farewell match for Alai..."

Borger still had a dark face: "I know...I just hope I can help the team win the championship...I said I would give it to him."

"It must be fine. We are five points away from the first one. As long as we continue to win like this, the pressure to lead is always the greatest." This time it was Shilin. Perhaps because Russell was seriously injured and the season was reimbursed, he and Borger no longer sarcastically when talking.

"Yes, they will make mistakes!"

"We just need to ensure that we get three points in every game, regardless of whether we win with one goal or four goals, as long as we win, it's enough!"

"The boss asked us to practice more offensive routines on the wing, and we must hope to make up for the impact of Alai's absence..."

The teammates around him joined the discussion one after another.

Chu Zhongtian ran in front of the team, and the discussions penetrated his ears. He didn't make much contribution in how to help the team win the game. At most, he could only work hard to make the team "not lose the game". Winning the game depends on goals and offense... He thought of his own goals in the last game, and maybe he could help the team as well?

But can such goals become the norm or just a flash in the pan?

Russell was injured and had no way to play football again in just a few months, and he couldn't continue to study technically. He could only practice what he had learned before, but he had learned it for almost a year and was still some of the most basic things. He admitted that practicing basics could better use more complex techniques, but time didn't wait for anyone. Now he was in a hurry to use it. Who should I find?

Assistant coach Ingrich saw the discussion in the warm-up team getting louder and louder, he blew the whistle in his mouth again, and the rapid whistle echoed over the Kings Ranch.

Hearing the whistle, Chu Zhongtian, who was at the forefront of the team, was the first to accelerate and rushed out.

"Hurry up! Accelerate!" Eames shouted in conjunction with the whistle, "The 400-meter sprint is not allowed to stop!!"

※※※Russell sat on the bed, turned his head and watched his father step in, and then closed the door again.

"You are not in good spirits." Walking to the hospital bed, Dad sat down.

"At this time, the team is training." Russell pointed to the clock on the wall.

"Playing football since childhood can make you excited."

"Because I like football!" Russell said proudly.

"Well..." Dad pondered for a while, then he raised his head again and looked at his son who was puzzled by his sudden silence.

"I have a question to ask you, Alai."

“What’s the problem?”

"Do you... want to play professional football?"

Russell looked at his dad in surprise, trying to see more information from his expressionless face. But nothing...
Chapter completed!