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Chapter 130 The Challenge of Italian Youth Women's Football
At nine o'clock in the morning, we arrived at the training ground on time.

Coach Cork has arrived, and he stood in the center of the field as usual, ready to give us a lecture.

However, an inexplicable murderous aura suddenly struck from behind us...

"What's the matter with you, didn't we book the venue at nine o'clock this morning?"

The one who spoke was none other than the captain of the Italian National Youth Women's Football Team—goalkeeper Alostiff Jr.!
I looked into little Alostive's eyes... this is...the one who hugged and kissed me in the "universe" last night... the past of Alostive...but, she and Alos from the future Tiff is different... She is Alostiff in reality, and her identity is the captain of the Italian youth women's football team!

Coach Kirk naturally didn't understand what was going on in my heart.He looked at Alostiff and said with a smile: "Little girl, didn't we book this place first? Who did you book it with?"

"Of course we booked with the groundskeeper, who did you book with?"

"Hmm...there are two venue stewards, and they change every eight hours. Could it be that you...booked with the steward in the afternoon?"

"Yeah, are you looking for the morning one?"

"That's right. So, the groundskeeper made a mistake at work?"

"It seems to be. However, our Italian national youth women's football team is going to train here now. Uncle Kok from Slovenia, can I trouble you to lead the team to make way?" The kind of domineering in her body, even though she was only 17 years old at this time, her leadership ability was enough for her to become the captain and lead the Italian national youth women's football team to the north and south.

However, Coach Kok was not a good one either. He smiled slightly and said: "Although you are girls, it would be a bit out of style for us not to humble you, but the game we are going to play is the World Cup qualifiers. I'm afraid you all know the importance of this game. Therefore, we must ensure our training. It is said that the venue at 10:30 has been booked by the Luxembourg team. I am not going to give up the venue at nine o'clock to you! "

Little Alostive smiled proudly, and said: "That's fine, otherwise, you play a 30-minute game with us, and whoever wins will give up the court. How about it? We are girls, and You're young, so it's fair for you to have two less people to fight with us, right?"

As soon as Little Alostive said this, our Slovenian team whispered instantly - there is no doubt that they were so commotion because they saw the high value of the Italian youth women's football team!How many football men dream of playing with so many beautiful girls!What's more, the captain standing in front of them—Alostiff Jr. is the face value of the entire Italian youth women's football team!
"That's okay. Although our Slovenian team is not a strong European team, I don't believe that we will lose to a women's football team. I heard that the captain of the Italian youth women's football team is named Alostiff. Miss Allostiff, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Unexpectedly, Coach Kok would know the name of Alostiff. How deep is his research on European football...

However, what I didn't realize was that the fact that Coach Cork called Alostiff by his full name directly got me into trouble——

"This little girl is Alostiff?!" This was Djic's voice. He stared at Alostiff for a long time with his big eyes like copper bells. He shouted loudly: "Have you seen enough?!"

Djic was taken aback suddenly: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect Zago Yeruhovich's girlfriend to be so fierce."

This sentence directly caused an explosion!All my secrets were exposed, and Alostiff got pissed!
She flew up and kicked directly to Djic's chest!However, Dejic gently grabbed her foot with his hand, and she couldn't take it back...

"Miss Alostiff, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm a rough guy, and I always say the wrong thing. Just don't get angry. For Zago Yarukhovich's sake, let me go." chant."

Little Alostive didn't expect that Djic would show his cuteness to ask for peace in the end, and she was stunned for a while.After staying for a long time, she looked at me, and I nodded to her, before she said: "Hmph, well, for the sake of Zago Yaruhovich, let you go. Come on, which nine of you, Hurry up and start playing, and when you lose, quickly give us the field."

Coach Kirk smiled slightly: "Little girl, even if there are nine people, it is uncertain who will win. Don't forget, we have Zago Yaruhovic in our team."

Coach Kirk gave me a meaningful look, and I quickly lowered my head, not daring to look at Coach Kirk anymore.

……

The 30-minute match between us and the Italian youth women's football team is about to begin.

Because our team can only have nine players, Coach Kok made some adjustments in personnel.Our players include:

Goalkeeper: Handanovic
Guards: Ilic, Brechko, Cesar, Jokic

Midfielders: Djic, Bielsa, Pechnik

Forward: Zago Yaruhovic

When I heard my name, I stayed for a long time.Come to think of it, I was able to play as a lone striker in this game, not because I was the main force, but because of the extraordinary relationship between me and Alostive Jr., right?Coach Kok's arrangement, is it the beauty of adults, or is it making me and little Alostiff confront each other directly...

My heart is completely messed up.

……

Coach Cork served as the referee, only one whistle was heard, and the game started!

Pechnik passed the ball to me, and I dribbled forward with the ball, but the No. 8 long-haired midfielder of the Italian team quickly blocked in front of me-she used the same technique as Coach Cork taught me. bit tech!
Of course, almost everyone knows card position technology, it's just a matter of proficiency.Since I just learned it, my proficiency is relatively low, but the No. 8 long-haired waist in front of me has obviously undergone considerable training, and her positioning skills are obviously much more proficient than mine!
I had no choice but to use the broken line that Robben taught me!The right foot in the first section successfully avoided her outstretched blocking foot, and the second right foot immediately passed her entire body!However, before I started it again, I suddenly felt the clothes on the back of my body tighten, and I fell directly to the ground——

"Beep!" Coach Cork's whistle sounded, and the No. 8 long-haired midfielder of the Italian youth women's football team fouled!
(End of this chapter)