Glory Greenery

Chapter 22

After the national finals, even the high school student league can attract some attention.

Therefore, on the soccer field of a certain university in Yanjing where the Eleventh Middle School played against Shenyang Minority Middle School, there were also hundreds of spectators who came to watch the game.

Among these audiences, apart from some college students from this school, there were also individual media, as well as scouts from several professional teams in the domestic second and third tier leagues.

However, the reason why these media and scouts came here has nothing to do with Daji County No. [-] Middle School. Apart from the fact that the No. [-] Middle School is too small, it has something to do with Sanqin Province's lack of results in the national competition.

Needless to say, the goal of people coming here is Shenyang Minority Middle School. After all, this is a favorite team to win the championship.

However, when these people originally thought they would see a tragedy where the strong massacre the weak, they did not expect that the No. 9 striker of the eleventh middle school surprised them.

Among the ordinary college student audience, some who knew the game immediately burst into cheers after seeing Yang Mo get rid of Zhuang Jia.

"The Ice Prince turned around, it was beautiful."

"This f*** is a high school student, and he's such a dick!"

"It's really not in vain to watch the game. This No. 9 is simply possessed by Bergkamp."

Amidst the cheers of the student audience, although the more professional media and scouts also felt that Yang Mo's backhanded pass was very powerful, what shocked them even more was Yang Mo's speed when he dribbled the ball.

A reporter and a friend said: "This speed, I am afraid that the fast horses in our Chinese Super League can't match it."

My friend looked through the player profiles of this tournament, "Under the age of 17, if the age number 9 is not faked, it would be considered a fast horse for European peers."

On the other side, the scouts of several professional teams looked at Yang Mo's speed and were also amazed.

Originally, their purpose of coming here was to observe Zamal from Shenyang Minority Middle School. This high school forward is the "star" in this year's high school league.

But now after seeing Yang Mo, they feel that Yang Mo's speed alone is worth their continued observation.

However, the idea of ​​these scouts continuing to observe didn't last long at all, and they thought it was a fart to observe.

Because on the court, when Yang Mo raised his speed and faced the first player defending him, he made a high-speed step and changed direction, directly shaking the defender to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, when he dribbled the ball to the outside of the penalty area, he pulled the ball and smashed the ball with quick steps, dodging the last two defenders.

In just a few seconds, Yang Mo's extraordinary movements were not as gorgeous as the previous Ice Prince's turn, they were all simple basic movements.

But in the eyes of those scouts, this simple extraordinary movement unintentionally revealed Yang Mo's physical fitness and delicate foot skills.

Using high strides in front of the penalty area, continuously pulling the ball and smashing the ball, leaving the defensive players helpless, just like Messi, the little flea in Barcelona, ​​​​playing on the field.

Seeing Yang Mo raging in front of the penalty area, all the audience held their breaths, for fear that making noise would affect Yang Mo's performance.

And those reporters couldn't help but started taking pictures with their cameras, wanting to save some wonderful moments.

As for the scouts of those professional teams, they don't want to continue to observe at this moment. They just want to find a way to trick Yang Mo first.

If any Chinese Super League team sees Yang Mo's performance, I'm afraid there will be nothing wrong with them.

But at this time, Yang Mo on the court obviously didn't care what these people were thinking, because he rushed into the penalty area, just shook away the goalkeeper, and was about to start shooting.

With a light kick of his left foot, the football drew a slight arc, flew past the goalkeeper, and fell straight into the goal.

boom! ! !
Although there were only hundreds of spectators in the stadium, after seeing such a wonderful goal, the voice of shouting in unison was not small at all.

In the substitute area of ​​Eleventh Middle School, Chen Shanshan didn't care about the image of a beautiful woman, she rushed to the sidelines and screamed loudly.

Yang Mo's substitutes also rushed into the field, surrounded Yang Mo with his teammates on the field, shouted and jumped, celebrating happily.

On the seat, Sun Quanhai looked at the players he was celebrating and made some disbelieving voices.

"This... this is leading, are we playing Shenyang National Middle School?"

Beside Sun Quanhai, the masseur Fang Hongxia looked at Yang Mo on the field, patted her old friend on the shoulder, and said in a meaningful tone: "Old Sun, you underestimate Yang Mo."

"No, it's not that I underestimated Yang Mo, but that he has improved again."

After saying this, Sun Quanhai, whose self-confidence seemed to have recovered, said in a low voice, "With Yang Mo like this, maybe it's not difficult to get out of the group."

After a one-goal lead, the crowd cheered for a wonderful goal, the media was busy taking pictures, and the scouts were calling the boss.

However, Shenyang Minority Middle School, which was originally proud, was completely silent at this time. After taking a deep look at Yang Mo, their coach realized that he underestimated No. 9.

Now that he has learned his lesson, he will not underestimate him again, and once again recruits a defender to defend Yang Mo with Zhuang Jia.

"It's just 1 goal. With our strength, it is not a problem at all to come back."

The coach of Shenyang National Middle School muttered to himself that he was very confident in his team.

But then, just 5 minutes after the first goal, Yang Mo once again used a goal to tell the coach that you are too confident.

After taking the lead, he switched to anti-anti-[-]th middle school. After Shenyang Minzu Middle School made an offensive error, Luo Yunhu passed the ball to Yang Mo. Facing the double-teaming of two players, Yang Mo scored a goal again on his own.

If the extraordinary style of Yang Mo's first goal just now is practical, then the extraordinary style of his second goal can only be described as gorgeous.

Facing the double-team defense, Yang Mo pulled the football behind his back to provoke, let the football draw a beautiful arc and jumped over the heads of him and the two defenders, and used a rainbow to get rid of the two defenses.

Then facing the opponent's backcourt defense, he first made a Marseille maneuver to bypass the defender and break into the penalty area.

Then facing the attacking goalkeeper, his upper body suddenly swayed from side to side while dribbling the ball, and his feet also stepped out quickly alternately, so that the goalkeeper didn't know which direction he was going to break through.

The pendulum is extraordinary, and when he uses Ronaldo "Alien" to shake the goalkeeper's center of gravity, scoring is no longer a problem.

Seeing Yang Mo pass the defender with a series of gorgeous moves, and after the last kick to score the goal, all the audience climaxed instantly.

"Whoa, what a fucking beautiful goal!"

"Are you sure I'm not watching Ronaldo play?"

"You told me this is a high school student league? When did high school students become so perverted!"

"Call Lao Wang quickly and tell him to come to the playground to see the aliens."

At the same time, those reporters and scouts picked up the phone at the same time and started shouting.

"Hurry up and help me check a player named Yang Mo in the No. [-] Middle School of Daji County in the Sanqin Division of this year's high school student league. I want his detailed information. It's best to see if he has changed his age. Yes, that's right. It's the high school league, I'll ask you to check it out, stop talking nonsense..."

This is a reporter.

"Boss, I suggest you sign this player as soon as possible, what? Another day! Another day we will have no chance!"

This is scouting.

Chen Shanshan, who was not far away, looked at Yang Mo who was celebrating with his teammates on the field, and said softly: "I knew it..."

(End of this chapter)