I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 30 Kick out a future (13)

Wang Xie was as gentle as he was treating a lover. He brushed every piece of leather on the ball with the inside of the jersey, not even ignoring the stitching seam, and placed the valve of the ball facing himself.

But he found that countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he couldn't calm down at all.

This is not the familiar training ground, it is the French Cup match between the first team and the Ligue [-] team.

The sporadic reporters on the sidelines also explained that the situation is completely different from the past. This is a professional arena.

Even though he has practiced thousands of times, he will inevitably be nervous when things come to an end.

If this goal is scored, his teammates may not accept him immediately, but his right to speak will also increase, and he will no longer be a "youth team player who fights the fire".

If you can't score, it will be troublesome. When Julian Cady handed over the right to serve, he was very reluctant, and some old players who didn't like him would take the opportunity to make trouble.

So this goal will determine his future in the first team, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell.

Not only that, there are many other factors.

The ardent expectations of Pierre and his parents, the pressure under the aura of many auras, and the group of youth team teammates cheering for him in the stands, this cheering sound has become a reminder. It was so heavy that the whole person couldn't breathe.

This is not going to work, he must not fall down.

If he falls down, many people will laugh at him, as many people love him, as many people hate him.

He can't disappoint those who love him, and he can't let those who hate him get what they want.

He wants to gain a firm foothold in the first team, defend his title of peerless genius, break through the haze of his past life, and create a brand new future.

He, Wang Hao, must stand at the top of the football world!

"Okay, okay, that's right."

After lowering his head for the third time to confirm the position of the valve, Wang Hao's excitement had reached its peak, his adrenaline was secreting rapidly, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"call…"

"call…"

"call……"

After taking several deep breaths and exhaling the turbid air in his mouth, Wang Hao finally moved.

"Fuck me!!!"

Wang Huo shouted violently.

The upper body is slightly bowed, the left arm is swung, and the right foot is raised high. The whole body is completely stretched, like a bow drawn like a full moon, which makes people feel mortal danger. The entire Leon Pole Stadium is silent, and everyone is watching The arc top of the restricted area.

In the next second, Wang Ji's right foot came into contact with the ball, rubbing up a large piece of turf, and the dirt flew up.

Immediately, his legs went limp, and he knelt down on the court.

boom--

The ball flew over the top of the wall and went straight to the upper left corner of the goal.

dead end!

The Le Mans god John Pellet judged the direction of the shot at the first time, "Ceng Ceng" moved quickly and rose directly into the sky, extending his arms to block the incoming ball.

near,

The ball is getting bigger and bigger in his eyes!

Whether he could touch it, he wasn't sure.

There was no familiar friction feeling from the fingertips, and the "swish" sound of the ball and the net contacted, all telling the fact that he failed to stop Wang Xie's shot.

The ball is in!

……

"Ah ah ah ah ah…"

"We scored!"

"This kid is really good, I will be his fan from now on!"

The Metz fans who accompanied the team to the away game hugged and jumped excitedly.

"Alai, Alai, goal!"

"You bastard, how dare you score ahead of me."

Pjanic pounced on, more excited than his own goal, Wang Xie's brain was "buzzing" when he was shaken.

"Go in..."

Wang Hao murmured, his eyes still unfocused, immersed in his own world.

After returning from the summer trial training, he held his breath,

And the cold reception he received in the first team,
All the gloom disappeared with this goal.

The goal was scored, and his future was bright.

After regaining his senses, Wang Hao turned around and broke free from Pjanic, got up from the turf and ran wildly, waving his jersey wildly and rushed to the stands.

……

Seeing his lover vent his anger, Pierre was proud and sad.

Such a proud Wang Hao must have suffered a lot in the first team.

His temper is too strong, he has just been promoted to the first team, from the core of the team to a firefighter, not to mention Pierre, he also knows that Wang Xie must be very uncomfortable, holding his breath and wanting to prove himself.

An underage child competing fairly with a group of experienced professional players is the greatest injustice in itself.

Fortunately, he performed well. He had an assist in the last game, and he scored the first goal of his career in the second game. The pressure on Wang He should be much better now.

"That's great, that's great..."

Seeing that the youth team didn't notice, Pierre quickly wiped the corner of his eyes with his sleeve.

"head……"

Wang Hao laughed and shouted under the stands: "I didn't embarrass you!"

Seeing the sincere smile that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared on Wang Xie's face, and he no longer looked preoccupied, Pierre's eyes became hot again, and he said unforgivingly: "You bastard, keep working hard."

Wang Huo shrugged and spread his hands, implying how hard I should work.

Seeing Wang Xuan's helpless look, Pierre laughed heartily, and tears came out of the laughter...

Tadio didn't expect this goal to be scored, which is really a surprise.

However, Wang Huan celebrated and ran over to celebrate with the coach of the youth team, which made him a little sour.

He is the head coach, and the players under him are celebrating with the coach of the youth team. What the hell is going on?
Feeling upset, seeing the referee showing a yellow card, he then turned his head to the fourth official to protest: "It's a rule like shit, why can't players take off their jerseys to celebrate? Football is a sport of mud legs, and you still expect us to play in suits. Tie up to kick?"

"Be careful with your words."

The fourth official thought to himself why Coach Metz is like a mad dog. This is a regulation of FIFA. It has been implemented for two years and you have not seen you protest. If you have the ability, you can go to FIFA to protest. Tell me if it is useful.

……

With the game restarted and Metz onslaught again, Frederick Hanz finally came to his senses.

This is not a big gift package at all, Mace is their stumbling block.

A group of talented players who dare to fight and fight are more difficult to deal with than those experienced old fritters. The young people feel that no one can stop them from kicking. A group of outstanding young people, those children were obviously very excited, and he could only consider himself unlucky when encountering such a thing.

Since it is not a big gift package, it can only fight the bayonet.

He is determined to win the first victory of the season!

"Matthew, you go defend that kid!"

Seeing Daisuke Matsui being teased by Wang Ji again, Hanz was completely annoyed and shouted at Matthew Coutadel.

Matthew Coutardell curled his lips, thinking that Little Japan was unreliable.

It's not shameful to be passed several times by a young boy in a row. He shrugged his shoulders twice and rushed directly to Wang Xie. He was going to teach this young man who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

At this time, Wang He's best choice is to pass the ball, but Pjanic is defended by someone.

So he chose to go it alone!
Seeing Wang Xi speeding towards him, Matthew Coutadel sneered in his heart, and stretched out his right foot, which was not running for the ball at all.

what? !

He didn't even kick it, and he missed it with one foot.

Wang Xie seemed to know that he was going to do this. His right foot dribbling the ball suddenly stopped, and his left foot supported him to complete the turn with the strength of his waist and abdomen.

Marseille roundabout!

After turning around, Wang Hao was pulled down by Daisuke Matsui who was chasing up. When he lost his balance, he poked the ball with his toe, and the ball went straight to the penalty area...

(End of this chapter)