What ball king, call me ball god

Chapter 4 I'm New

"Hello, Lin, I'm Marc Overmars, Ajax's technical director, and today I'll take you to Notre Dame High School, your new school."

After such an opening statement, Lin Kedi got into Overmars' car, a Mercedes-Benz SUV, but Linke didn't know much about cars, so he didn't know what model it was.

"Mr. Overmars, there is one thing I don't quite understand. Is the language of instruction at Notre Dame High School? But I only know English, and I'm not very proficient in English."

"Notre Dame High School is also a multilingual school. Both Dutch and English are taught. There are English classes and Dutch classes. Don't worry, we will of course send you to English classes. And you don't have to worry about English proficiency. Our club will Please hire a private teacher to teach you Dutch and English, and after the daily training, there will be a teacher who will come to teach you.”

"That way I'm relieved."

It's really close from the training base to Notre Dame High School.

It was so close that Lin Kedi didn't feel the need to drive.

Arriving at Notre Dame High School, a very ordinary gate, Overmars stopped the car, and then led Lin Kedi to find the principal.

After some exchange.

Lin Kedi was assigned to Class A3 of the English class.

"Class A3 is not a class for further studies. It does not take university as the first goal, and the teaching will not be so intense. Of course, it is also the class that is most suitable for our young Ajax players."

"Mr. Overmars—"

"You can just call me Mark."

"Okay—Mark first—Mark, is there a lot of players on our youth team at Notre Dame?"

"Yes. Ajax does not have many players in this age group in high school. There are only about 19 players, and there are 10 players in Notre Dame High School. Among them, there are 3 players in this high school who are in the same team as you. But they are all in the third grade, and they are not in the same class as you."

"Then I'll get to know you well then."

Afterwards, Lin Kedi bid farewell to Overmars, and was taken to the A3 English class by the principal, Stana Modina, a black middle-aged woman.

But obviously, this time is already the time for class.

Lin Kedi glanced at the whiteboard, English literature class.

As soon as the teacher who was in class saw the principal with a black-haired Asian boy at the door, he immediately threw his pen on the podium table and walked out quickly.

"headmaster!"

"Ms. Mona, this is a new student—"

"At this time, come to the new student?"

"Ms. Mona, he's a player for the Ajax U18s—"

Lin Kedi keenly observed the complicated expression in Mona's eyes after hearing these words.

Lin Kedi realized that this must be something that his teammates had done in school, and the influence left behind.

But that has nothing to do with me.

So Lin Kedi didn't care about these things.

The principal explained a few words and then left.

Then, Mona led Lin Kedi into the classroom.

"Briefly introduce yourself. From now on, this class will be the longest place you have stayed in this school."

Lin Kedi thought to himself, you deliberately said it so slowly, you meant something.

Lin Kedi looked around.

There are only about 15 students in this class, which is very empty.

And in the English A3 class, more than half of the people have obvious Asian faces, or yellow faces, and half of the rest are black, and finally there are only 3 white people, and the good news is that 3 of the 2 white people are Blonde schoolgirl.

There is no doubt that Lin Kedi can save the basic information of 15 people in his brain just by looking around.

His memory has been very good since he was a child, and he can often remember it with a glance.

His parents were naturally very kind to him since he was a child.

I'm back.

Lin Kedi briefly introduced himself.

"Hi everyone, my name is Lin Kedi, from Hubei, China. I like football and I am a player of the Ajax youth team."

After speaking, Lin Kedi glanced at Mona.

"The last seat in the fifth row is vacant and you can sit there."

Lin Kedi just walked over and sat down.

A black guy in front of him turned around.

"yo, Chinese play soccer? Really?"

"You can check it out on Ajax's official website."

The black boy turned his head suspiciously.

ten seconds later.

"Oh—omg! The Chinese are really Ajax youth team players!"

"Philip, sit down! Of course what Lin said is true, can you still lie to you? Then continue with the class."

And after the black guy Philip made such a fuss, the rustling voices in the class couldn't stop anymore.

Soon, this lesson on Macbeth, one of Shakespeare's four tragedies, will come to an end.

The course just ended.

A circle of people quickly surrounded Lin Kedi.

"Hi, my name is Zhang Cheng, from Jiangxi, and these are all Chinese."

Lin Kedi also stood up and shook hands with Zhang Cheng. He could tell that this person who looked a bit like Lin Yongjian was the kind of person who was more confident and liked to be the boss in a group.

But Lin Kedi didn't care about these things.

"Hi, my name is Lin Wuna, from Tianjin."

"Cheng Daoshun, from BJ."

"Roy Lee, from Hong Kong."

Lin Kedi took a look, and the remaining 3 people who looked like yellow races hadn't come yet.

So he looked at Zhang Cheng.

"Aren't those three Chinese?"

"Of the three, one is Japanese, and two are Korean. The boy with small eyes is Korean, and the remaining two girls are Korean in high heels, and Japanese in cute clothes."

"You know it well."

"Of course, we came a month earlier than you, so of course we are familiar with each other. But from your self-introduction just now, your English is very standard. You also studied abroad in junior high school?"

"No, I only came to Holland a few days ago."

"That--"

"Old Cheng, the others are also coming to get to know Lin Kedi."

Cheng Daoshun looked back, and sure enough, everyone else in the classroom was looking here.

So, the four Chinese returned to their seats.

The three people mentioned just now came over.

"Hello, I'm Kim Ji-soo, nice to meet you, I didn't expect to have a player in the Ajax youth team in our class, it's really amazing."

This Korean named Jin Zhizhu was talking to Lin Kedi with a smile on his face. To be honest, talking with a smile like this really made Lin Kedi unable to feel disgusted.

Also smiled and said a few words with Jin Zhizhu.

"My name is Lin Zhixiao. I write it in Chinese characters like this. Is this the word for Lin Kedi?"

"Yes, that's the word."

"Great!"

Although Lin Kedi doesn't know what's good about it.

"My name is Akisaki Yasumoto, from Kyoto, Japan. My English is not very good. Nice to meet you."

After seeing all the Asians.

Lin Kedi breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of high-intensity social interaction really made him feel a little tired.

Then the blacks came up in turn.

But Link didn't have much interest in being hostile to them, so he just skipped it.

Finally the three white men came.

"Hi, I'm Jack Brislang. I didn't expect to have an Ajax player in our class. I'm a diehard Ajax fan. Which youth team are you from?"

"I'm on the U18 team."

"U18? Really?"

Jack Brislow obviously wanted to say more.

But at this time the bell for the next class rang.

"My name is Anne Staton. Her name is Bretta Jeter. Just to let you know, we're good friends."

Lin Kedi expressed his understanding.

It can only be said that this 15-minute class break contains too much information.

But in these 15 minutes, everyone was recognized.

Lin Kedi believes that there must be a bonus from the Ajax youth team.

Because, when Lin Kedi was chatting with whites and blacks just now, he could clearly feel that his compatriots were not very familiar with these foreigners.

However, Lin Kedi's current thoughts have all gone to the training ground.

(End of this chapter)