There is a dream called football

Chapter 18 Accidental Injury
There was less joy and laughter in the training camp today, and everyone felt uncomfortable. At night, they stayed in their rooms and waited for the score.

Lei Wen looked at his score, feeling a little helpless, "55 points."

And there are many points deducted, and the comments are sharp.

Facing the incoming ball, he was dumbfounded, without any prediction.

There are too many movements before taking the ball and shooting, and the left foot is adjusted to the right foot. In a real game, there is no chance for a few tenths of a second delay.

The problem of sticking the ball has improved, but it is still not possible to play the ball with one kick.

……

……

At the end, Lei Wen clicked the mouse, closed the webpage, forget it, don't read it, and it will collapse if you look at it again.

"Li Qiao, what's your score?"

"75."

"I'll fuck it up, I'll take a look, I'll take a look."

Lei Wen looked at the comments about Li Qiao.

"The prediction is good, the start is too slow, and the stop is too big."

Haji's pass does not swing the thigh at all, and even the swing of the calf is very small, basically relying on the transformation of the ankle.

Moreover, masters pass the ball by inch strength, which is similar to the principle of Wing Chun boxing. Hooligans fight with their arms, but Wing Chun masters move very small, but their explosive power is amazing.

Although Haji's pass is small, it is very powerful. Even if Li Qiao receives the ball, it is difficult to control it.

Raven looked at the rankings.

"Li Qiao, 75 points is the highest score today."

Li Qiao just smiled lightly, he had seen the gap today, it really wasn't a little bit, and if he went to Europe by himself at this time, it was impossible for him to have a chance to play.

Turning off the computer, Li Qiao said with a smile: "Lei Wen, remember one sentence, we are not comparing with teammates, our goal is to compare with the best people in the world, I think we are still far behind."

Lei Wen nodded. Before he came, he didn't think it was so difficult to wear a Real Madrid jersey and gallop in the Bernabeu. It was probably similar to being admitted to a prestigious university. As long as you work hard, it is possible.

But at this time, Lei Wen understood that it was not something that could be solved only by hard work.

"Li Qiao, can we really do it?"

"Of course, we can." Li Qiao said with a smile.

*****
By the 8th day, some people had given up. They didn't leave, but they were obviously listless, and the training was not active.

It's like those people in class 8. They didn't realize that they thought football too easily until they played semi-professional football. In the end, they figured it out and stopped dreaming.

For such people, Sanz and Sacchi will not give even a little bit of mercy, and they will not even go to see them. This is the cruelty of professional football. It is a good thing to understand it early and then quit.

In the afternoon, there was a group confrontation, 5 vs. 5, mainly to practice quick offense. Sanz asked for the ball to be passed without stopping.

During the fierce confrontation, an accident happened suddenly. When Li Qiao broke through, the opponent raised his arm and hit him in the nose impartially, causing blood to flow immediately.

Lei Wen ran over, his eyes wide open, "You did it on purpose, right? Now Li Qiao is ranked first, your underlings are so beautiful."

The other party didn't mean to, but when he heard Lei Wen say this, he suddenly became angry, "You want to find trouble? Do you dare to go on the roof of the dormitory at night?"

Seeing that it was going to be bad, Chen Xuan came over to make peace, "Don't say a word."

Lei Wen accompanied Li Qiao to the medical room. The Chinese woman doctor Dong Jie was on duty.

"Doctor Dong, help me take a look."

"Oh my God." I saw that Li Qiao's white jersey had been dyed red.

Dong Jie dealt with it carefully, "Fortunately, the bridge of the nose is not broken, let's go rest."

Li Qiao's heart skipped a beat, rest?I can't rest.

"Dr. Dong, I can't rest, I have to continue training."

"It's ok, then I'll have to find someone to carry you here next time. Your bleeding spot is relatively large, and it's sure to burst if you move it. Do you believe it?"

Li Qiao was very anxious, and Lei Wen knew what it meant.

If you ask for leave due to injury, you can only get 50% of the score today. This may not be reasonable, but this is the rule.

The original intention is to prevent someone from deliberately avoiding training, but it can also be accidentally injured. For example, Li Qiao's situation is a typical accidental injury.

"Doctor Dong, you can sew up the wound for me, I'm not afraid of pain."

Dong Jie smiled, "The nasal cavity is bleeding internally, the only way to deal with this situation is to rest, it will be fine tomorrow."

"But……"

At this time, Sans came over upon hearing the news, and after a brief understanding of the situation, he ordered Li Qiao to go back and rest.

In the evening, Li Qiao got 50 points, that is, 50% of the basic points, and the ranking suddenly dropped from No. 1 to No. 15.

"Don't worry, Li Qiao, there are still two days left, and you will definitely be able to get it back."

Li Qiao was so depressed that she didn't want to talk, she touched her nose, feeling like a big stone was pressing on her heart.

"It's really hard to pursue football dreams." Li Qiao thought to himself.

At this time, Lei Wen was ranked 10th, and the gap with the next 11th was very small. Li Qiao in turn comforted Lei Wen, "Come on, there are still two days, maybe you will go to Madrid."

"If you don't advance, then I won't go either."

"Hehe, don't say silly things."

*****
In Saki's office, he was browsing today's results, and suddenly saw that Li Qiao had only scored 50 points, which was unreasonable.

On the 6th day, Ha Ji came here for the first time. Everyone’s grades were not good that day, but yesterday the difficulty was lowered, and everyone’s grades recovered. How come Li Qiao is at the bottom today?

Picking up the phone, Saki dialed Sans and quickly learned the inside story.

"It's not reasonable!"

Sans smiled bitterly and said, "But this is the rule. It's what you said on the first day, and the results are made public every day."

Saki was taken aback for a moment, yes, fairness and justice are the most important thing, although he thought it was unreasonable, he couldn't change anything.

"Well, then I can only pray to God to bless Li Qiao."

After hanging up the phone, Saki couldn't calm down for a long time, and suddenly he smiled. It seems that there is no rule that players cannot be given special training alone.

"Haha."

Thinking of this, Saki got up, picked up his sunglasses and cigar box, left the office, and walked towards the dormitory.

*****
Li Qiao came to the balcony, washed and hung up the clothes for the past two days.

There are still two days left, if his performance is against the sky, then it is still possible to recover, but Haji's pass is unpredictable, what if the difficulty is increased?

Originally, fate was firmly in one's own hands, but at this time, it had to depend on other people's faces.

"I don't want to, at least I can't influence Lei Wen because of myself."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Li Qiao quickly walked over to open the door.

The door opened slowly, and a bald head stood outside the door.

"Old man?"

Saki smiled and said, "Are you interested in chatting with me?"

"Me?" Li Qiao pointed at himself, confused.

(End of this chapter)