Football: Messi is reborn and China wins the championship

Chapter 83 An undercut shot, a perfect debut performance

In the end, Li Anlan begged Zheng Haohui, Xie Jiasheng, Zhang Shihao, and the three of them to bring equipment to the Barcelona Youth Training Team. After communicating with the people here, they were allowed to enter the Youth Training Team training ground to shoot.

As soon as I came here, I saw the youth training players playing against each other in groups, and the short Messi could recognize it at a glance.

"Hurry up, hurry up, shoot!" Li Anlan said, and began to explain.

"Today's weather is very good. Messi also ushered in the first group confrontation match in the Barcelona youth training team. Let's wait and see."

"Messi's attack direction is from left to right, and they are the first to attack!"

"The central defender passed the ball directly to Messi!"

"Messi attacked directly! Passed a person!"

"Two! He's so fast!"

"Three! Awesome! My God!"

"Four! His extraordinary movements are clean and neat!"

"The ball was passed to No. 10, and No. 10 volleyed! Goal! Messi's assist!"

At the same time, on the side of the stands, the Barcelona executives applauded, and all faces burst into smiles!

"Hahaha! It's worth it! It's worth it! He is the next Messi! No, he himself is Messi! The real new king of Jocamp in the future!" A high-level executive in Barcelona praised directly!
"Yes! Yes! His style is exactly the same as his predecessor Messi, even at the same age of 13, he is stronger!"

I looked at the group of senior managers and laughed and applauded, and the coaching staff also applauded.

I said to myself: "Just now I just deliberately passed to No. 10. I can still break through and score goals, but when my teammates score goals, I must affirm my skills. My last goal will show you the next dragon!"

At this time, teammate No. 10 came over, hugged me, and said in Spanish: "Hi, Messi, my name is Jakes, nice to meet you."

I also hugged him and my teammates at this time, and communicated with them in Spanish: "Come on, I will continue to pass the ball to you!"

Immediately, the game continues!
Obviously, the opponent's defense began to target me!
They took advantage of their height and strength, used the rules reasonably, and used their bodies to pick and roll me.

I am too familiar with this kind of tactics. My U15 friends in China fight against defense like this.

But I also have the skills to welcome others!

In my eyes, their movements are not very fast. Every time I knock the ball under my feet, I avoid their stretching feet precisely.

Shuttle through the defensive crowd like an elf, pass 6 people, and pass the ball to forward No. 11 on the right.

The No. 11 also directly faked past the goalkeeper and scored easily!
Come over on the 11th, hug me happily, and introduce yourself: "Hello, Messi, my name is Thompson, thank you for your wonderful pass!"

In the ensuing game, the opponent's two strikers were still unable to break through and shoot perfectly, and there were still 5 minutes left to end the 40-minute team training match.

The score was already 4-0. No. 10 Jacks and No. 11 Thompson each scored another goal, all of which were passed by me with the last kick.

At the same time, for this goal, I decided to score by myself, and I will not pass the ball anymore!
In our backcourt, I received the ball, and the opponent came over to double-team with a 3-pointer. They didn't plan to make a rush, they just wanted to defend me with a wall!Power over me!

But my speed, this time increased again!
Running dribble on the left front!

It is still in the crowd, with a dozen feet pressing, but every change of direction of the ball is calculated by my computer and is as obedient as it is accurate.

I counted and passed 8 people, including dribbling, changing direction, fake moves, centimeter-accurate direction changing and kicking the ball, and rapid start and stop!
Neymar's rainbow dribble past the goalkeeper!Another barb volley!

this moment!Not only was I screaming, I was lying on the turf, and my teammates followed me and pressed me, shouting!

On the upper level of the stands, those old men are smiling like children!

The head coach is also smiling!

Mei Chun, looking at his younger brother Messi who was being pressed down by his teammates, cried, sobbing slightly, with tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

In fact, I fought with Li Anlan last night, and I know what it means. If I can't give the domestic fans a perfect answer, I may be sprayed to death.

But now, no more! For 40 minutes, the strikers applauded, the coaching staff applauded, the teammates cheered and celebrated, and the last goal was scored with a one-stop barb!

The performance of the younger brother Messi is perfect and impeccable!
Outside the iron fence of the training ground, many fans also used their mobile phones to record the game, and they were also excited!
Today's training is also announced to be over. I took my sister Mei Chun together to have dinner with the people in the team and get to know each other.

My sister's angel face, devil figure, and fair skin really amazed these people. At the same time, the Barcelona management promised to give me a place to stay tomorrow afternoon to satisfy my sister and me.

These, the respect of my teammates, the recognition of the top management, and the recognition of the coach, are all in exchange for my playing football.

Back at the hotel suite where I was temporarily staying, at the door, I saw the group of four, Li Anlan, Zheng Haohui, Xie Jiasheng, and Zhang Shihao.

Seeing my sister holding my arm affectionately and naturally, Li Anlan and others apologized.

Li Anlan, in particular, bowed ninety degrees to me and my sister Mei Chun and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Three times in a row, she said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't treat you like that in an orderly manner, yes , you two don't owe us anything, you just want to do your own thing, and I'm proud of it, please forgive me, I will never do this again."

I looked at my sister Mei Chun, who frowned and nodded, "It's a small matter, but I ask you to remember that my younger brother is 13 years old and underage, so there is no need to bear any so-called responsibilities. I am his guardian. I am more responsible to guide him in the correct future direction of life. Indeed, this affects my brother's growth and improvement of football skills, and the injury of Zhongyong is something that domestic fans don't want to see. The problem with national football is not that my brother can play in a short time It can be solved, but my younger brother is a native of Huaxia. First of all, he has to become stronger himself, so that he can lead his teammates to play football. He could have improved his skills, but being ordered by your so-called official airs, he must help and take on the role of coach If this is the case, what else can domestic coaches do? Doesn’t the Football Association say to play football fairly? You, Li Anlan, have no right to represent the Football Association, and you have no right to represent how my brother plays. My brother is Mine, always mine!"

"I know you guys are taking pictures, that's what I said. My brother's performance today didn't disappoint the fans!" My sister Mei Chun was standing straight and speaking confidently because of my perfect performance today.

Immediately, we swiped our card back to the room, closed the door, and it was done in one go!

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