Before Lin Xuan found a place to move out, he was still living in the dormitory at the Kearney training base.
The advantage of staying in the dormitory was that food and lodging were free, and all kinds of exercise facilities were complete. He could go to the court to train at any time.
The disadvantage was that he didn't have his own personal space. Moreover, his mobile phone was still using 2G network these days, so he could only make calls and send messages.
There was no computer in the dormitory. If he wanted to use a computer, he could only go to the office building.
Although there was an internet cafe in England, it was thousands of miles away from the training base. If you didn't have a car, you couldn't go online.
"Hurry up and earn money to move out and buy your own computer.”
Lin Xuan pondered in boredom.
There were a few XBoxes in the game room, where the youth players often played Fifa06.
After all, Lin Xuan had been reborn and had seen so many games that transcended eras. He was really not interested in the retro graphics of 2006.
At the very least, he was playing live soccer! What a classic game!
Why did he play Fifa?
It wasn't until after Fifa11 that the series began to take shape and regained its dominance as a football game.
Since there were no means of entertainment, Lin Xuan's only way of entertainment was to go to the stadium to practice.
That's right, he didn't want to rely solely on the system to improve.
Lin Xuan hoped that he could also become stronger. If the system suddenly disappeared one day, he could rely on his true strength to stand proudly at the top of the football world.
In any case, as a professional footballer, he had to keep working hard and be strict with himself.
Just like Cristiano Ronaldo, he could still play first-class in the 2021 UEFA European Championship at the age of 36.
"Hey, Lin! We're going to the new shop. Why don't you come along?”
Lin Xuan was just about to go out for extra practice when he saw a few young men from the youth team putting their arms around their shoulders and preparing to leave.
Who knew where these guys learned to love going to nightclubs so much?
The person who spoke to him was an Irishman who had a big figure and was the main striker of the youth team, Lys Murphy.
Lin Xuan didn't have much of an impression of his future. He seemed to have seen him in the PM. He reckoned that he would be sold to a lower league in the next two years.
In fact, even in Arsenal's youth training camp, there were not many talents that could be kicked out.
People could only remember a limited number of shining names, and most of the rest were forgotten by the crowd and played in low-level teams.
Among them, some were mediocre. The other part was that he often went to nightclubs and squandered his talent.
Lin Xuan smiled and said,"You guys go ahead. I still have to practice for a while."”
"My God, you're already a monster and you still want to train? Are you going to let me live!"
Another short member with sunken eyes said in a strange tone.
Georgis Efram from Cyprus.
Before Lin Xuan's arrival, this was the youth team's offensive commander.
Ever since he joined Arsenal at the age of 15, Wenger had placed high hopes on him. The talented him was considered the next Fàbregas.
At first, he did perform well, but it was easy for young people to be fascinated by the colorful world and become addicted to nightclubs.
Later on, Lin Xuan snatched the position of the main midfielder, which made him somewhat brooding.
"If you're not convinced, why don't you come and train together?”
Lin Xuan replied indifferently.
For a moment, Alfred was speechless and left silently.
Additional training? There was no way he could train more, the nightclub was so fun…
Seeing this, Lin Xuan shook his head and walked towards the training ground.
There was still a week before the competition. He had to ensure that he was in his best condition for the competition!
He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.
"Hey! Lin, don't go so fast. Wait for me!”
Lin Xuan turned his head, only to see a tall and skinny man running towards him.
This fellow was almost two meters away, and even Lin Xuan felt a sense of oppression.
Lin Xuan was more familiar with this brother than the others.
A few years later, the domestic Premier League fans were more familiar with him.
He was the talented goalkeeper of the youth team, the so-called " CCCNi "
Wozczesny had also joined the team from Poland not long ago. The moment he arrived, he was put down by Lin Xuan's fierce tiger shot.
From then on, on one hand, he worshipped Lin Xuan, and on the other hand, he treated Lin Xuan as an opponent.
According to his original words, he said,"I must save that of yours. What tiger shot!"”
So far, Shczesny had not succeeded.
……
"Let's go. We'll continue today. You practice shooting and I'll guard the goal.”
Shczesny was tall and had long arms. He grabbed Lin Xuan and walked forward.
"Get lost, get lost, go to the side!"
The two of them had a good relationship in the team. He was one of Lin Xuan's few friends.
Arriving at the training ground, Wozczesny stood in front of the goal full of fighting spirit.
"Come on! Don't even think about scoring a single ball today…"
Before he could finish his sentence, the football flew past his face and hit the net.
After the shot, Lin Xuan moved his ear closer.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."
"F * ck! Again!"
Swoosh--
"Ahhhhh, damn it! If you have the guts, then go in again!"
Five minutes later.
"Forget it, you can practice by yourself. I'll rest for a while.”
Wozczesny squatted on the ground and drew circles.
"How did this guy kick? He can even enter from such a tricky angle?”
"Am I a good-for-nothing? Oh no, what about the competition in a week?”
Lin Xuan didn't expect that today's additional practice would shut Shczesny out.
……
A week later, at the Kearney Training Ground.
The Arsenal U18 youth team welcomed their opponent, the Newcastle United U18 youth team.
Lin Xuan, who was standing in the middle of the arena, saw an extremely oppressive big forward at a glance!
Andy Carroll!
It was not easy to win this match.
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