Chapter 1 Small Tanks at the University of Coimbra(2/2)
Ha ha!
With this ability, let’s see who dares to say that my shot is an anti-aircraft gun!
Just when Lei Yu was secretly proud, the coach's whistle came from the field.
"Beep!! Assemble!"
With a swish sound, more than thirty trial players stood in two rows in front of the coach.
"Today is your first day of trial training at the Coimbra University Club."
"My name is Boulder, and I am your coach during the training period."
"You must also know what level you were in the original team."
"After you come here, you don't need to show off with those letters of introduction with seals. Strength is everything!"
"After the warm-up, we will start a group confrontation. Let me touch your bottom first!"
"No matter where you are from before, let me tell you that the Portuguese Super League is not that easy to play!"
The University Club of Coimbra successfully avoided relegation in the season that just ended, so it will still compete in the Portuguese Super League next season.
The meaning of Boulder's words couldn't be more obvious, even if your youth training base is stamped with the seal of a wealthy club.
But if you weren't squeezed out, could you come to my place for a trial training?
So don't pretend to be a big clove of garlic with me. When you come here, just train in a down-to-earth manner and don't think about any crooked ideas.
While Bould was lecturing the players, a bearded man in a suit quietly walked up to the podium and looked thoughtfully at the young players.
After the warm-up, Boulder divided the trial players into two groups based on their origins.
On one side is the "rich group" holding the seal of a wealthy club, and on the other side is the "civilian group" holding the seal of an ordinary club.
"Coach, what about me?"
At the end of the reading, Lei Yu, who belonged to the "rich group", didn't hear his name and couldn't help raising his hand to ask a question.
"Your name is... Lei, isn't it? It's a tough name. You're from... Oh, oh, okay. Here, this is your team uniform. You go over there and play as a substitute."
Boulder threw over a yellow training uniform and came to the assistant coach to assign referees.
Looking at the yellow training uniform that symbolizes the "civilian group", Lei Yu, who has always been good-tempered, couldn't help but frown.
He has seen this situation many times.
It's obvious that he has a disdain for Asian players.
Chapter completed!