champion my dream

Chapter 80 Heimer's Shocking Kick

"Isn't this Heimo? Why are you here?" Zhang Yike was taken aback.

"Zhang Yike, keep your mouth clean, and you won't be white." Zhang Wenmo raised his head, looking very embarrassed.

"I haven't seen you for two years, but you still haven't changed." Zhang Yike is much more sensible than before.

"Don't think that you are great, I can do it too." In the past, they were more competitive in the village, and Heimo was as powerful as a cow, so they could always beat Zhang Yike, and he was also very loyal, so he became The king of children in the village.

"Zhang Wenmo, come here, this is your new coach." It turned out that Kong Wei brought him to Coach Zeng's training ground.

"Okay." Zhang Wenmo came over and responded casually, as if changing coaches had nothing to do with him.

"Zhang Wenmo, they are about to have a training match, you should help them pick up the ball first." Coach Zeng wanted to see his performance.

"Why, Head Coach, I'd better go back to Coach Tan!" Zhang Wenmo thought to himself, "I'm not here as a caddy."

"Zhang Wenmo, I will soon forget what I told you. As a player, you must obey orders." Kong Wei said seriously.

"Yes." Zhang Wenmo bowed his head obediently and left.

"Coach Zeng, this will be a thousand-mile horse, how do you find a way to tame him?" Zhang Wenmo currently only obeys one person.

"Yes, Head Teacher."

Kong Wei left.

On the court, the first generation of gold inlaid jade is having a training match with teammates.

Because the Jinxiangyu generation needs to be more skilled, the opponent has to send 15 players to compete with it.

The atmosphere of the training match was not so tense, but the intensity of the confrontation was no less than that of the official match.

Look, Liu Wenjian made a steal and passed to Zhang Wei in the opposite corner. It was time for the idea king to use his brain. I saw him twitching the heel and passed the ball to Liu Zhaobin in the opposite corner behind him, and then he rushed forward non-stop. Zhang Wei's teammates are very clear about Zhang Wei's characteristics, so three defensive players immediately followed him.

Opportunity, the opponent was immediately torn apart a small line of defense, Zhang Yike was so disgusted by the opportunity that he hurriedly took Zhang Wei's place, and Liu Zhaobin also understood Zhang Wei's intentions.

Okay, speed, Zhang Yike's speed, but the advantage of the opponent is that there are many people, and they hurriedly concentrated another triangle line of defense.

Zhang Yike didn't feel good, even if he could pass the point of the triangle, he couldn't pass the next two triangles. Before being blocked, Zhang Yike hurriedly gave the ball to Lu Yun.

Lu Yun's speed is very fast and his skills are also skilled, but he is greeted by two groups of triangle defenders. Lu Yun is the opponent's key defensive striker. Even if he has three heads and six arms, he cannot tear the opponent's defense line. To Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei stopped the ball as soon as he spun his foot. Not good, the opponent’s three players have already blocked it. In desperation, he must race against time to pass the ball, otherwise he will be caught. It was passed to Zhang Yike, but a player on the other side had already seen through his intention, and saw him stepping on the shooting star and heavily blocking the ball out of the sideline.

"Oh! Who is blind, the goal is over there and not under my crotch."

"Heimo..." Zhang Wei murmured to himself in surprise.

The ball was very powerful, and unfortunately, it just hit Zhang Wenmo's head outside the sideline.

Zhang Wenmo was already dissatisfied with the coach's appointment of him as a caddy, but this time he was so unlucky.

I saw him walk over and hold the ball in his arms.

"Hey! Give me the ball." The opponent's No. 17 came over and wanted to serve the ball on the sideline.

"Hey! Caddy, please give me the ball." No. 17 said again very politely.

Zhang Wenmo held the ball tightly but refused to give it, and looked very angry.

"Don't waste our time, give it to me!" Number 17 was a little impatient this time.

Zhang Wenmo didn't even look at him, and walked to the sidelines by himself.At this moment, the teachings of the saints sounded in my mind again: "As a player, you must obey orders."

No. 17 shrugged at everyone, looking very helpless.

Suddenly Zhang Wenmo threw the ball over his head, and then shot angrily. He vented all his dissatisfaction on this football.I thought: "Forget it? I don't care about you!"

"Ah... oh my god..." The ball actually drew an arc and flew directly into the upper dead corner.

Everyone in the audience was amazed. This scene, which even an adult could not complete, happened to Zhang Wenmo.

Coach Zeng was even more dumbfounded. No wonder the head coach said he was a great horse. He was ecstatic at once. They just needed these unique players.

"Heimer." Zhang Wei shouted excitedly. He knew that Heimer was like a buffalo with infinite strength. Zhang Wei felt it was a pity that he didn't come with them two years ago.

Heimo didn't take it seriously, and took a few steps back and sat down. He had seen Zhang Wei and the others a long time ago.He didn't bother to talk to them.

Normal training sessions resumed on the field.

The training game is over, the two sides shook hands 3:3, and the training game was also very intense and exciting, of course Heymer's goal is not counted.

"Heimo, it's really you. I asked you to come with me two years ago, but your father didn't agree. Now it's finally here. It's great." After the competition, Zhang Wei hurried over. Heimo is the king of children in the village. All the children in the village respect him except Zhang Yike, and Zhang Wei is one of them.Speaking of back then, Heimo’s father thought there was no way out for playing football, and he thought he would go to work with him after he graduated from junior high school. A fate without words.So now he sent Heimer too.

Heimer was still very proud, he felt that he should be better than Zhang Yike and Zhang Wei, he just came two years late.

"Heimer, how did you get into our class? So lucky?" Zhang Wei asked curiously.

He used to be called Heimo by others, but he didn't care about it. Now that he has grown up, he feels that this name is not pleasant, but looking at Zhang Wei is not annoying, so he doesn't bother with him.

"Called in." Zhang Wenmo said arrogantly.

"What." Zhang Wei thought he heard it wrong. This is the Xingmeng Football School, not Changjiang Village.

"Let's go, everyone go back and change." Coach Zeng yelled loudly.

"Let's go!" Zhang Wei pulled Zhang Wenmo who was sitting on the grass.

(End of this chapter)