Soccer Super Marksman

Everyone in the Sao Paulo team is paying attention to Cui Zhen's answer.

The rioting fans outside the field may be tired of shouting, and they finally started to rest, but they were still whispering.

"This Cui Zhen can really bear it. We shouted for a long time, but he didn't say a word!"

"Hmph! Of course he doesn't dare to speak anymore. This kind of person who has provoked public anger must be too scared to take any action. He must be worried that St. Paul will let him go."

"What are they talking about? Why is everyone looking at that Chinese player?"

"Haha, Cui Zhen must have committed the public outrage. I think St. Paul must have Cui Zhen get out of here immediately!"

"Haha! It must be like this!"

Soon, this group of rioting fans seemed to have been beaten to death, and those unusually harsh voices sounded again, and continued to shout for Cui Zhen to go back to Huaxia.

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On the field, many players also heard the cries of the unreasonable fans, and all of them frowned. They were very disgusted with these voices, but they had nothing to do, they couldn't stop the mouths of these fans!
What's more, they rely on the fans to eat, so how dare they anger the fans.

But when everyone was helpless, they suddenly felt a hurricane tearing the skin in front of them, and a white light flashed quickly in front of them.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment.Then suddenly opened his eyes!
They quickly raised their heads to look, and saw above the field, suddenly a football appeared like a cannonball, the speed of the ball was astonishingly fast, and it passed by in the blink of an eye!Like a sharp sword that cleaves the waves, it is full of might and domineering, directly crossing a long distance, tearing the shackles of the air, and rushing into the goal with a shocking power!

However, it's not over yet!The moment the football touched the net, it didn't stop, but rotated rapidly like a sharp knife. Because the rotation speed was too fast, white airflow could be seen around it, and then a loud muffled sound was heard. A shocking picture appeared!

This scene was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

At this moment, without exception, everyone showed horror, and the shock in their hearts could not be subsided for a long time.

Inside and outside the entire stadium, there was no sound, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

It turned out that the huge muffled sound just now was caused by the high-speed spinning football tearing the net and continuing to fly out!
At this moment, everyone's mind was blank.

This fierce and powerful kick not only shoots directly from the midfield distance.More importantly, the football actually tore-torn the net that blocked it.

What does this represent? What is this again?
This is nothing short of legendary!Simply making the impossible possible!
The crowd swallowed a mouthful of spit, and then turned their heads with difficulty. They wanted to know who played this visually stunning football.

Then, they saw a Chinese boy wearing a white jersey, with a handsome appearance and a pair of clear eyes—Cui Zhen.

The frantically clamoring fans outside the field were all startled by Cui Zhen's powerful and heavy kick, while Cui Zhen's teammates all stared blankly.They have played football for so many years, and only now do they know that football can tear the net apart.

What kind of terrifying power does this have to do such a thing? !

The look of horror on everyone's faces could not dissipate for a long time.

At this time, Cui Zhen's resolute voice echoed in everyone's ears: "Coach, don't worry! Just like today, I will use my kicks to shut up all those who are dissatisfied with me!"

His voice was not high, but it was full of unprecedented firmness. His body shook, and his powerful momentum shot up into the sky, straight into the sky!
The teammates who wanted to persuade Cui Zhen to give up before, after seeing Cui Zhen's torn-cracking goal and hearing Cui Zhen's firm and sharp voice, all fell silent.

Recalling Cui Zhen's previous performance, if there is anyone in this world who can create miracles, perhaps only he can.

And his name is Cui Zhen! This 17-year-old Cui Zhen from China!

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After Cui Zhen kicked this shocking goal.The fans outside finally calmed down. They stared at the ball dumbfounded, and then at Cui Zhen who was unmoved. They didn't know who left first, and after that, everyone was shocked by Cui Zhen , left one after another.

The annoying group left, and training finally returned to normal.At this time, the Sao Paulo team is still seven days away from the next game.What Cui Zhen has to do is to do his best to improve his strength within this week.

Isn't it just ten balls?
When I was in Huaxia, I kicked ten goals more than once!
Although this time he is playing a professional game in Brazil, and his enemies are almost all powerful professional players!
But so what? Cui Zhen will never give up until the last moment, until the whistle sounds at the end of the game!
A day of training ended in a tense and fulfilling way.

In the evening, Sao Paulo press conference.

There are a lot of journalists attending the meeting today.In addition to reporters from well-known local magazines such as "Scoreboard" and "World Football" in Sao Paulo, many reporters from other cities and cities also came, and reporters from national media also came.Of course, the Huaxia reporter also came.

At this time, the press conference has not yet started, and the familiar reporters are talking with each other.

Huaxia reporter circle.

"The country has been really strong these days, and I feel very proud in my heart!"

"Indeed, for the first time, the country has shown itself in front of all countries in the world with a tough diplomatic stance, which makes all countries dare not underestimate it! But Cui Zhen's situation is difficult."

"Yes! In the past few days, many media have pointed the finger at Cui Zhen, and many people who don't know why have also accused Cui Zhen."

"Cui Zhen is struggling now! It is said that the authorities have put pressure on Sao Paulo to let him give up Cui Zhen!"

"Really? No wonder there are so many reporters here today!"

"It seems that everyone is waiting for news from St. Paul, whether to give up Cui Zhen or keep Cui Zhen."

"No matter what, we must agree with Cui Zhen!"

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Brazilian press circle.

"I have received the news, and the results will come out today."

"Hmph! Is it finally coming out? Let us Brazil be so ashamed, we dare not provoke the Chinese authorities, don't we dare to mess with an ordinary player!"

"That's right! All this is because of Cui Zhen, so he should be let out of Sao Paulo and Brazil!"

"Hurry up and start! I have finished writing the manuscript! Just wait for the press conference to start!"

"I've finished writing it too. My title is "Huaxia People, Leaving Sao Paulo Dimly!""

"You're too tactful, my title is "Cui Zhen kicked out of Sao Paulo!""

"What you wrote is still too light. What I wrote was ruthless enough. I wrote "Get Out of Sao Paulo! Huaxia Cui Zhen was abandoned by Sao Paulo and driven away by the fans!""

"Hey, this title is more powerful!"

When everyone heard the words, they quickly turned their heads and saw that the person who spoke was Willard, the editor-in-chief of "Scoreboard".

"It turned out to be Mr. Willard, no wonder he was able to write such a powerful title!"

"Mr. Willard, you are a reporter from St. Paul, tell us some scandals about Cui Zhen, and we will publicize it well then."

"Haha, everyone is too polite. In order to protect the reputation of the country, I have no reservations. Let me tell you, Cui Zhen is a newcomer, why was he able to enter the 18-man list as soon as he came to Sao Paulo? It's because... "

Willard's face was full of complacency. He hadn't been complimented like this for a long time, and he hadn't been so elated for a long time. Before he was beaten in the face by Cui Zhen, he was ashamed to see others. Now he knew that Cui Zhen was about to be After being driven out of St. Paul, this successful villain was still being complimented like this, and he felt refreshed, and all the depression in his heart disappeared.

But just when Willard was about to belittle Cui Zhen, he suddenly felt his clothes being pulled!
He turned his head to look, and saw his deadly enemy, Boswell, looking at him with a smile.

"Boswell, what are you doing? Do you still want to support Cui Zhen?" Willard said with a grim expression.

At this time, he looked at Boswell with the look of a victor looking down from above. In the struggle with Boswell, although he had been at a disadvantage before, it was obvious that he still won.

Cui Zhen, who was supported by Boswell, is about to leave!
And he, Willard, is the one who lives alone!

Willard had decided to add something about Boswell to the evening's draft, telling readers what a short-sighted man Boswell really was.

Hearing Willard's words, Boswell's expression didn't change. He just waved and asked Willard to move forward with him.

Willard was puzzled, but he wanted to be alone, and he could still laugh at Boswell a few words, and it passed.

But before he opened his mouth, he saw Boswell say a word, and Willard's expression became extremely ugly.

"Willard, I'm out of money, and my money is a little tight recently, why don't we gamble?!"

Boswell rubbed his hands and looked at Willard with an embarrassed expression, as if Willard was going to send money to Boswell again.

This made Willard extremely suffocate.

Paralyzed!What do you take me for?Fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered?
I am your opponent!But you treat me like a cash machine!And what does your expression mean?
Do you still think Cui Zhen will stay?
Falk!As soon as the press conference starts, Cui Zhen will be completely fucked!

"What? Willard, don't you dare? I thought you were talking nonsense because you were so proud, but it turned out to be nonsense! Willard, you really let me down!" Bosch said. Weil also shook his head, looking disappointed.

Seeing this, Willard was so angry that he almost lost his breath!It's so fucking heartbreaking!
"Boswell, are you crazy about money?! Cui Zhen will definitely leave, and you still want to bet with me?" Willard said angrily.

"Willard, you don't need to worry about whether I'm crazy or not, I'll just ask you, do you dare to bet? I really didn't expect that you are such Willard, dare you say it or not!" Boswell Er shook his head in disappointment again.

Willard only felt that he was about to explode, he took a deep breath, and said darkly: "Okay! If you say bet, I will bet! And I want to gamble a lot, a year's salary! If Cui Zhen gets out, you will Give me a year's salary! If he doesn't leave, I'll give you a year's salary!"

Boswell's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he saw that his eyes were full of little stars, and he said with a moved face, "Willard, I really didn't expect that you are such a considerate person, knowing that I have no money , but also give me a year's salary, I'm so moved that I don't know how to thank you, or I'll give you a [-]% discount!"

Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past Willard's inner circle, and their buttocks were clamped tightly!