atypical center forward

Chapter 3 The Fox on the Offside Line

"Hey! By the way, it's fine if you haven't created a system elf and a system mall. Why don't you even have a task module? Isn't it too outdated?"

Having read tens of millions of system texts in his previous life, Chu Yang is still very clear about the routines of time travel and systems, but he never thought that one day the pie would fall on his head.

The superstar system only has a simple interface floating in front of his eyes, which lists various attributes of Chu Yang, and his communication with the system is done through brainwaves or ideas that cannot be explained by science. Although the system appears to be highly intelligent and humane, it is actually very monotonous.

"It's a task, it's just sprinkle water," the system responded, "What do you want to do?"

"That's not serious?" Xiao Han said, "Then let's reward the high-end first."

"The one with the highest reward? Let me see, how about this one?" A line of words quickly appeared on the interface, "System task: win the Golden Globe Award, reward talent: Terminator."

Chu Yang said helplessly: "I can't even sit on the bench, you want me to compete for the golden ball? Isn't that the way to play inspirational games?"

The Ballon d'Or in this world is also the highest honor a player can get, and the selection mechanism is much more complicated and perfect. In addition, there is no such thing as World Footballer of the Year, so the competition is fierce and the authority is higher.

"Not satisfied? How about another one?" A line of words appeared on the system interface again, "System task: Lead the Chinese team to win the World Cup, reward title: World Champion."

"..." Chu Yang was silent for a while, "Let's discuss the Golden Globe Awards."

The game started again under Chu Yang's wild imagination. Sevilla was obviously not satisfied with the one-goal lead, and chose to attack fiercely after kick-off.

The ball flew back and forth in Deportivo's half, and there was sudden panic in front of the goal. The home team was beaten on the ground by the visiting team in full view.

Deportivo has eliminated a large number of veterans this season, while most of the new players are young people, all of whom have the aura of a certain second or future star of a certain country.

With your toenails, you can imagine what a group of young players who have not successfully adapted will play on the field. The tactics are basically free play, and the goals are basically based on their own ability. In short, everyone wants to be the savior.

But the savior doesn't play every game. If he played today, he must be wearing the No. 11 Deportivo jersey.

I don't know whether it was a clearance or a pass. The football was kicked out in the chaos and flew over half of the field. It should be the front of Sevilla's penalty area.

"Successful clearance, the lads from La Coruña should... Oh! Who is that? Chu! He caught up!" The on-site commentary changed from listless to passionate in an instant.

All the fans stood up.

Hart's scalp was numb. He had been following Chu Yang, but he just looked up at the ball just now. When he came back to his senses, Chu Yang had already rushed out, as if he knew where the football would fly without observing the path of the ball.

The football landed on Chu Yang's instep and rolled half a meter forward before being controlled. There was only the goalkeeper in front, and the nearest defender was more than two meters behind. Now it was the final stage of the game. Chu Yang, who had just come off the bench, was the most energetic in the field.

Both head coaches felt like their hearts were going to jump out of their chests.

The head coach of Sevilla certainly does not want to see three points become one point, and for Deportivo coach Happel, once this goal is scored, it may end the five-game losing streak that made him vomit blood.

Just before the cheers of the Deportivo fans sounded, the whistle sounded, and the small flag in the hands of the linesman was raised high, offside.

"Opportunity! Chu Yang single-handedly! There is only a door in front of him... Wait, the referee blows the whistle, offside!" Duan Xiang's cheers stopped short, "Is this offside? Let's watch the replay."

"This penalty is debatable," Xu Songming said. "Basically, it's between whether it can be awarded or not. Chu Yang's running position is a test of the referee's vision and courage."

"Unfortunately, this is a good opportunity to equalize the score. It can be seen that Chu Yang is in excellent condition. I hope he can continue to integrate into La Liga and join the national team as soon as possible." When it comes to the national team, Duan Xiang's tone is full of expectations.

The World Cup qualifiers have come to an end. The Chinese team has narrowly qualified and entered the World Cup finals for the first time. The whole country pays great attention to this history-making team. The strikers who are the easiest to shine on the court are undoubtedly the focus of attention. Unfortunately, the more attention is paid, the more painful it is. Anyway, the final conclusion is that it is better to play without a striker.

If Chu Yang can really bring the strength and state shown in this game to the World Cup, it is not impossible for the Chinese team to take a few more steps forward.

Chu Yang didn't know that his compatriots thousands of miles away had already fantasized about his career in the national team, and he was still regretting the ball just now.

At that time, he was only accompanied by Hart. With the current physical strength comparison of the two sides and Hart's contempt for him, he could take a break before rushing out without challenging the referee's eyes.

It's just that as soon as the ball flew over, he ran over instinctively, without any premeditation or plan, it was entirely out of an instinct and nature that seemed to have penetrated into the bone marrow, like a cunning fox, always showing its not so sharp fangs when the prey was a little negligent, secretly tearing off a piece of scarlet flesh.

The fox in the restricted area describes a player's keen sense of smell and erratic movement, which is not limited to the restricted area.

So this is actually a fox walking on the offside line and in the penalty area.

Hart came to Chu Yang with an ugly face, and said, "Hey, rookie, no luck..."

"I'm really lucky, but you're going to be unlucky soon, Mr. Hart." Although Chu Yang believed in the idea that people don't talk too much, he didn't have a character of resignation. In the past, he could only swallow his anger when he had no confidence.

Hart was a bit hesitant to turn the corner. In his impression, Orientals, especially Chinese, should be taciturn, and they would only dare to grit their teeth and curse secretly when scolded in person. Why does this one seem to be different?
"Oh, and," Chu Yang said while trotting back, "It's really cool to kick the ball into your goal in front of you. It's so cool. I hope you can get familiar with this scene as soon as possible, otherwise you will suffer a lot in the rest of the time."

"Hey, Chinese rookie, who gave you the courage to talk to me like that? A bad ball or just offside?"

"No, there is a saying in China called bullying the weak and fearing the strong, which describes people like me," Chu Yang said, "I'm bullying you, a soft bastard today."

(End of this chapter)