This year's snow came a bit early, but it didn't fall much, just the weather was a bit cold.

  From the League Cup to the league, although only 3 days apart, Yang Cheng surprisingly gave the team a one-day holiday.

  Returning from Munich to Kaiserslautern overnight, the players received news of their dissolution that night and slept in until nearly noon the next day.

  I don't know what the reason is, but after Belon got up, he didn't have the same kind of refreshing feeling as sleeping until he woke up naturally. He was listless and felt empty in his heart, like something was missing, making him unhappy.

  He had originally wanted to get something for himself to eat as a snack, but when he walked into the kitchen, he didn't have any appetite at all. He let out an impatient sigh and turned around to head towards the entrance, where he grabbed his down jacket and put it on before opening the door and going out.

  A chill crept in through the seams of his outerwear, but it was only slightly cool and soon melted away due to his body heat and the warmth of his down jacket. However, Bellon couldn't help but bring his hands to his mouth and blow out a white mist.

  He lived in a two-and-a-half-story villa just outside Ottobrunn, and stepping out of the courtyard brought him onto the main road.

  The snow on the road was very thick, and it creaked when stepped on. If one's mood was good, it should be quite enjoyable. But at this moment, Bellon was very annoyed by that difficult-to-walk-on snow, and walking was particularly laborious.

  On a rainy day, there are fewer pedestrians on the road. On both sides of the road, however, cars are parked and covered with snowflakes, looking like little snow houses.

  "Ah!"

  "Be careful!"

  As Bellon was passing by a field, he heard from afar a football covered in snow flying over the snowy grass, and a group of children shouting at him from the snowy ground.

  Bellon looked at who came to the ball, although wearing thick clothes and snow boots on his feet, he still easily stopped the ball, with a very elegant push, from top to bottom, chest front one stop, foot down one unload, the ball was trampled under his feet.

  "Ah, it's Mr. Verlon!" someone recognized Verlon.

  Those little devils around ten years old or so immediately ran out of the snowy ground and surrounded me as soon as they heard it was Belon.

  "Haha, Mr. Bellon, your stop ball just now was really too beautiful, can you teach me?" The little devil who led the way came up with a smile, full of expectation and looked at Bellon.

  Bailong thought this little devil looked familiar. "You... you're not that kid from the youth team..." He couldn't remember his name for a moment.

  Since Yang Cheng took charge of the youth team, every now and then he would arrange for the youth team to have a joint training session with the first team. This way, the young players on the youth team could learn from the famous stars on the first team and gain something from them, which is extremely beneficial for their future growth.

  "Right, I'm Bastian Schweinsteiger from Rosenheim, now training with the U15s. We've had three practice sessions together before, great that you still remember me!" said Schweinsteiger with a smile.

  Bailong listened and suddenly burst out laughing. "I remember now, you're that 15-year-old team captain Little Pig!"

  As soon as this was said, everyone around burst out laughing. Shi Wen due to Shi Taige was awkwardly scratching the back of his head, silly smiling, because his nickname was indeed Little Pig, and he was also the captain of Class 15, but he was only 13 years old.

  The captain of the Kaiserslautern youth team is won by performance, although Schweinsteiger was only 13 years old at the time. However, he showed very strong strength and came to Kaiserslautern, where he received multiple praise from Yang Cheng.

  "My name is Lukas Podolski, do you remember me?" The slightly thin boy next to him hurried up to greet him, although his most admired players were Van Nistelrooy and Larsson. But he still hoped that Bellon could give him a second look.

  But then the Argentine thought for a moment and shook his head, "I'm sorry!"

  Everyone burst out laughing again, and Wu Qi was a little demon who laughed so hard that his mouth couldn't close.

  "Hey, Thomas, what are you smiling at? They definitely don't know who you are!" After that, Podolski turned to Bellon and said with a respectful face: "Right, Mr. Bellon, you must not have heard of this little brat, Thomas Müller?"

  After that, he also sneered with a cold smile: "In our Germany, the one thing we don't lack is people named Müller!"

  That little thing called Thomas Müller didn't dare to be insulted, immediately retorted a sentence, and the two of them started arguing instantly.

  "Alright, you two!" Schwiensteiger immediately stood out and shouted a halt.

  Don't underestimate this young man, he's young but has a kind of demeanor and temperament that can command respect from others.

  At Schwienstein's shout, Thomas Müller and Bortniansky both stopped talking at once.

  "Mr. Bellon, could you give us some guidance?" asked Schichtel eagerly.

  Bailong looked around and saw that everyone's eyes were filled with expectation, which made him feel a warmth in this icy cold place. At the same time, he also understood why these little ghosts wore so little, because their hearts were all burning with a scorching flame!

  "Of course!" Berlon replied with a smile.

  The children cheered and then rushed into the snowball arena.

  Belong also took off his down jacket and rushed into the snowy playground, playing with the children.

  These young players all came from various places after Yang Cheng's training camp. Now, the Kaizer Chiefs' youth training camp has not only improved its network but also made great progress in the strength of young players. In addition, the team strongly promotes technical training. Therefore, each player's skills are very good, although due to age and other factors, they can't be compared with Belon, but they can still play well together.

  After kicking for more than an hour, a group of people finally arrived at the iron chair beside the snow globe stadium, panting and out of breath.

  Don't look at these young guys being young, but they play very wildly and their physical strength is not bad either.

  "Mr. Bellon, you played really well, especially your technique and passing!" Schweinsteiger praised with a smile, "Normally Lucas can't even score one goal with several shots, but today almost every shot is a goal, all because of your accurate passing!"

  Bordowski next to him didn't like what he heard and retorted: "You don't say your passing is too bad!"

  Beilong was amused by their singing and laughter, and his mood improved a lot as he played football with these little devils.

  "By the way, what are you doing playing here?" Belon suddenly thought of this question.

  "It's snowing, the training ground of Qingchun Camp is heavily covered with snow. There will be no more training, and in a few days we'll all go home to prepare for Christmas!" Schweinsteiger replied.

  As soon as Christmas was mentioned, these little devils suddenly revealed their longing for home.

  They each brought a dream of playing football to Kaiserslautern, but in their hearts, home was where they truly belonged.

  "Mr. Bellon, you said, about the match the day after tomorrow, can we win?" Bordowsky asked suddenly.

  Bailong was stunned for a moment and couldn't answer for a while.

  "Our landlady said we could win, but the landlord said we couldn't, and they even had a fight about it!" Thomas Müller said with an innocent smile.

  "That landlord Mr. Wine-nose doesn't know how to watch a ball game, we will definitely win because we have Mr. Yang Cheng. He is the best and most outstanding head coach in the world, and there are also Mai, Iron Man, and Mr. Bellon, we have the best players in the world, so we will definitely win!"

  Schweinsteiger shouted in a tone that was almost reverent, his voice full of unyielding authority.

  "You... do you think we can win?" Bellon looked at the group of young devils in front of him, staring into their clear and innocent eyes, which were as pure as a snowflake, without any impurities.

  "Hmm!" The little demons all nodded in unison at once.

  "We should have gone home a long time ago, but we all wanted to finish this game and that's because we believe in our team!" Podolski said with a smile.

  "But I think if we learn from other teams and play defense counterattack, we should be able to win!" A little boy next to him added with not much confidence.

  No sooner had he spoken than all the young players burst out laughing at him.

  "Defend and counterattack? We are most proud of our offense, we have defeated countless teams with our offense. I still remember that Mr. Yang Cheng said when he defeated Leverkusen: where we fell, we must get up from there. This is the spirit of Kaiserslautern, so we not only want to defeat Bayern, but also thoroughly destroy Bayern with our most proud and proud offensive football!"

  "To hell with Trapattoni's defensive counter-attacks!" Schweinsteiger shouted unscrupulously.

  This kid is indeed fearless, at this moment he doesn't have the slightest notion of a power gap, all he has is a youthful aura and arrogance, but it's precisely because of this that Bellon felt a pang in his heart upon hearing Xiao Mei's words.

  Since Yang Chen joined Kaiserslautern, he led them with a strong momentum from the German second division to the European arena and then to the Bundesliga, defeating countless teams stronger than Kaiserslautern along the way. They never showed any fear.

  It's just a loss in one game, being eliminated from a cup competition. Kaiserslautern still has the Bundesliga and the European Cup Winners' Cup, it's not a complete failure, why deny yourself?

  Bailon gazed deeply at the group of young devils in front of him, they all had a youthful air about them, but were all infected with the team's temperament. Even though they had only just joined the team and arrived in this unfamiliar city not long ago, football was the best communication medium, allowing them to quickly join the team and become catalysts for integrating into the city.

  "I get it!" Bellon finally showed a confident smile, stood up from the iron chair, pointed at the little ghosts in front of him and nodded: "In two days' time, on the stands, you'll see how we're going to beat Bayern until they're crying!"

  The little monsters most admire the hero, after listening to them suddenly all cheered and jumped up. Simply can't wait for the match that day to come as soon as possible.

  Isorabella attended the hall, window 2 booth, Barak was born here for a whole morning.

  Not having moved, I ordered a glass of boiled water, but didn't drink half a mouthful, just staring blankly at the snow scene outside the window.

  It's snowy today, there are few people on the streets, and the teahouse is also quiet with little business.

  Barack was born like this, opened white water cooled down, the waiter took a long time to bring another cup of hot one, but soon it cooled down again.

  The whole process repeated itself over and over again, I don't know how long it has been.

  "Are you very puzzled?" Tony Vichino said as he came up opposite him.

  Looking at the robust German youth in front of him, he is only 21 years old. But he is a player that Bremen attaches great importance to, and even when Bremen sat with Yang Cheng in the No. 1 VIP room, he proactively gave up the No. 2 VIP room to Barak.

  Those who are unclear will not understand, which represents Bremen's affirmation of Barak and the transfer of team power.

  With time, he will become the soul of Kaiserslautern!

  On condition that he can stay in this team.

  As his performances improved, more and more Bundesliga teams began to take notice of Kaiserslautern's young guard. Barak is undoubtedly the most welcome domestic newcomer in the Bundesliga, being touted as the new Effenberg, but some also say he has more attacking power than Effenberg.

  "Have you ever been lost, Tony?" Barack asked suddenly.

  Toni Vich nodded, "Of course, who hasn't been confused before? Lost direction?"

  "What did you do then?" Barack asked with concern.

  "It's simple, choose what I believe in!"

  "Choose what I believe!" Barack muttered repeatedly.

  Toni Vukovic smiled slightly when he saw him, "Yang Chen is an excellent and special, mysterious head coach, but we can't deny that he has indeed led a team of outstanding players, and he has deeply engraved his coaching philosophy into the soul of Kaiserslautern."

  "A year and a half ago, I didn't think much of this young Chinese player. But a year and a half later, I have to admit that he completely changed my view of Kaiserslautern and made me fall in love with the team!"

  "So what made you fall in love with this team?" Barack asked again.

  Toni Vicens shook his head and smiled wryly, "That's definitely not because of a defensive counterattack!"

  Barack was taken aback, as if he had heard a deeper meaning in Toni Vichnichenko's words.

  "Don't be so surprised, Damao. In my place, the team doesn't have too many secrets, although no one told me what happened. But I vaguely guessed it. Yang Cheng has assigned a very difficult homework to each of you!"

  Barak's face twisted into a bitter smile as he was forced to admit it. Tony Vincenzo knew everything there was to know about Kaiserslautern.

  "I used to be troubled and headache, but someone told me that many times, behind our troubles, we actually have the answer in our heart, it's just that we are not confident enough to accept this answer!"

  Toni Vichino patted Barack on the shoulder encouragingly, smiling and saying: "Yang Cheng is a confident guy, if you're still not confident enough, I even doubt that he'll sell you out in the summer!" After finishing speaking, he deliberately opened his mouth wide and laughed loudly as he walked out of the suite.

  Barack looked at Tony Vincenzo's back, but his heart was deeply moved.

  Reflecting on himself, Yang Chen's problem is actually not a problem at all. After all, Kaiserslautern has always been known for its attacking football style. Should they play defensive counter-attack against Bayern?

  Isn't that making the team more at a loss and anxious?

  Besides, Yang Cheng once said that where you fall down is where you should bravely get up from. Losing to Bayern with attacking football means we must take revenge on Bayern with attacking football, and that's what a real man should do!

  But what made Barak hesitant was the blow of yesterday's loss, and the team was eliminated from the German Cup. This is also the first key defeat since Yang Cheng took over Kaiserslautern. It's also the first time for Barak and others, so they can't help but be at a loss.

  But at this moment, when he calmed down and thought about the past, a sense of confidence emerged from the deepest part of his heart and quickly grew strong, finally occupying his whole body.

  Having thought of this, Barack couldn't help but get up from his seat and walk out of the private room.

  "Hey, Dai Mai, are you leaving?" Tony Vichni asked from behind the counter, watching Barack come over to pay.

  "Well, I'm off!" Barack replied with a smile. "You're right, Tony. Sometimes we struggle with the little things because we lack confidence. Thanks, Tony!"

  "Not necessary!" Tony Vichnevsky said with a smile, pushing away Barack's hand that was holding out the stack of papers. "Consider that glass of boiled water as my treat to you... or better yet, have lunch here with me. I've recently been studying the new Laissez-faire newspaper..."

  But before Barack could continue, he hastily ran away for his life.

  "Hey, you little rascal, I'm treating you to a free meal and this is the attitude you give me!" Tony Vichino chuckled in complaint, though he knew full well how badly his new dish had turned out.

  Like Barack and Bellon, in the short time of this holiday, many players of Kaiser Slawitz have gained a new understanding of the upcoming game and the choices given by Yang Cheng due to one thing or another.

  It's hard to understand the epiphany in each person's heart, but at least it seems that everyone should have made a decision by now!

  While everyone was immersed in the puzzle set by Yang Cheng, this guy drove to Frankfurt early in the morning and received a camera crew from Beijing TV Station who came all the way from China.

  The Bundesliga has always had a direct broadcast in China, and as the first Chinese player to appear on the European five major league stage, Yang Chen has always been a topic of interest for domestic fans, and he has become increasingly important in the hearts of domestic fans.

  Capital TV has always wanted to conduct a field investigation of the working environment of Kaiserslautern and Yang Chen, so they decided to send a filming crew led by Ye Wen to Kaiserslautern. In addition to interviewing Yang Chen and shooting content needed for the program, they will also watch on site Kaiserslautern's crucial match against Bayern Munich.

  Yang Chen had received help from Ye Wen domestically, so he repaid the kindness by giving him full support, as long as it didn't affect his own team's preparation. He even personally went to Frankfurt to receive them and spent a day bringing them to familiarize themselves with Kaiserslautern's Fritz-Walter-Stadion and Tübingen training base.

  But who would have thought that on the second day of the filming crew's arrival, two big shots appeared at the Tübingen training base.