Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

The security guy took a deep puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then wrung it out with his toe.

"Son, you said Chivu called you?"

"Um...not actually, it was Chivu who called the coach of Manchester United U17 and called me." Ye Chen answered truthfully.

"Hahahahaha, you continue to brag, and you are still at Manchester United, why don't you say you are from Real Madrid?" The security guard didn't believe Ye Chen's words at all, and even laughed out loud.

Ye Chen was a little annoyed.

But for a while, I didn't know how to prove myself, so I came to Inter Milan to sign.

Seeing Ye Chen standing still, the security guard simply said:

"Well, you can call our coach Chivu in front of me now, and he will let me open the door, and I will open the door for you."

Ye Chen slapped his thigh, yes!

I was afraid that I was stupid, and kept entangled with this security guard.

When leaving Manchester United, Green gave Ye Chen Chivu's phone number and asked him to get off the plane and contact Chivu when he arrived at the Inter Milan training base.

How could I forget about this.

"Okay, I'll call Coach Chivu right now."

Ye Chen touched his trouser pocket.

This model.

My heart suddenly turned cold.

Empty!

I searched through several pockets several times, up and down, left and right, but I didn't see the phone.

Ye Chen's heart sank, the phone might have been left in the taxi.

But this taxi has already left, where can I find it.

The security guard looked at the flustered Ye Chen and mocked:

"Son, stop acting. I know you don't have Chivu's phone number at all. You're just a tourist. You want to sneak into our training base and ask the stars to take pictures and sign autographs, right?"

"I advise you to get rid of this idea. The training base does not allow idlers to enter! I have to go to work, so I don't have time to play with you, bye!"

The security guard turned and left.

Ye Chen had black lines on his face.

Anxious like ants on a hot pan.

The door of this house has arrived, but the key is not brought, so I just can't get in!

Let's see what happened.

Ye Chen dragged his suitcase and walked back and forth at the gate of the Appiano training base.

The wheels of the suitcase rubbed against the asphalt on the ground, making a rattling sound.

He could even see the dense woods in the base and the football field in the gaps of the woods through the fence.

Do not listen, at this time Chivu is on the edge of the court, guiding the young players to train.

It's really pissing me off.

Ye Chen waited at the door, hoping that Qiwo would see him by chance when he went out.

Anyway, now, no matter what I say, the security guard won't believe it.

However, Ye Chen stood at the door for an hour.

The gate of the training base is that no one enters or exits.

Legs are sore.

Ye Chen was a little angry.

He walked to the security booth.

"Hey, how can I convince you that I'm a professional player and I'm here to sign with the Inter Milan youth team!" he shouted to the security guard.

The security guard is also standing guard, which is a bit boring.

He came out and looked at Ye Chen, then smiled and took out a football from under the table in the pavilion.

Step on it with one foot.

"You come to grab my ball and let me see if you can really play football."

The security guard is a bit boring at work, and wants to play with Ye Chen for a while to kill some time.

He hooked his hands towards Ye Chen, motioning for him to come over.

"Are you sure you want to play with me?" Ye Chen looked at him helplessly.

As a professional player, although Ye Chen doesn't say how strong he is, he is more than enough to deal with an amateur player.

After all, I earn my living by playing football.

"Why, don't you dare?"

The security guard grinned and made an internationally unfriendly gesture towards Ye Chen.

"Are you Huaxia people so cowardly? You don't dare to play, and you even come to Inter Milan to sign a contract. I think you can't even beat me as a security guard, hehehe."

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat.

He hated this way of swearing with prefixes and nationality the most in his life.

Then scold as you please, what do you even bring people from a country to scold?

Ye Chen immediately thought of that stupid boy of Manchester United U17, Savage.

I also like to be in front of him, the Chinese people are long, and the Chinese people are short.

In the end, why don't you obediently recognize the Huaxia man as your father?

The guard must be taught a lesson.

"Okay, then I'll grab the ball!"

Ye Chen put away his luggage and walked slowly towards the security guard.

The security guard was over 1.9 meters tall, and Ye Chen was over 1.8 meters tall.

Relying on his height, the security guard swung the ball behind him, and then used his tall body to block between Ye Chen and the football.

It's like the usual ball protection action on the football field.

He looked at Ye Chen, who was smaller than himself, and didn't take him seriously at all.

I feel that almost no one can catch my ball protection on the field, not to mention that the Chinese man in front of me is not as tall and heavy as me.

"It's started, it's started, audience friends, this is a live broadcast on Sky Sports, the match between the Italian national team and the Chinese national team. Now, the two players have a fierce confrontation..."

Seeing the security guard muttering words, simulating a war between the two countries, Ye Chen burst out laughing.

Good guy, you're pretty good at working.

However, Ye Chen will not give him a chance to work hard.

The muscle strength of the thighs shaped by the King Kong Leg II is far superior to that of ordinary professional football players.

Let alone an amateur player.

Ye Chen twisted his lower limbs and slammed into the opponent heavily.

The security guard only felt a powerful impact, as if he had been hit by a speeding car.

The center of gravity drifted, and he was knocked to the ground directly!

"Oh, foul, foul!" The security guard rolled around on the ground, cursing.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Brother, reasonable collision is not considered a foul."

After all, pick up the football on the ground.

"You give me a good look, let you see the foot power of a professional player!"

Facing the security guard, Ye Chen slightly tossed the football upwards, with his legs stretched apart.

"Damn, what are you going to do, don't kick me!" The security guard subconsciously hugged his head.

A golden afterimage of a monk reappeared in Ye Chen's body.

Doing the same action as him, the calf tied with the rope swung rapidly in the direction of the ball.

Bang!

There was a shocking explosion!

The ball flies to a height of [-] meters!

Far beyond the iron gate, flew into the training base.

The security guard caught a glimpse of the ball's flight path through his fingers.

Like a howitzer!

Rush higher and higher, fly farther and farther.

Without buffering and deceleration!

until it disappears from view.

I don't know where it landed on the base.

Anyway, I didn't hear the sound of the ball hitting the ground!

The security guard was dumbfounded.

If you say that when you were pushed by Ye Chen just now, you could feel the strength of Ye Chen's lower body which is as powerful as an iron bull.

Now this big foot, the security guard has seen what it means to kick a football like a howitzer.

I'm afraid it can fly farther than a howitzer!

"This, this, this is impossible!"

The security guard was sitting on the ground, already stammering, without the arrogance he had before.

He looked at the Chinese boy who was a head shorter than himself.

Is this kid really a professional player?

But even if he is a professional player, it is impossible to kick the ball so far with one kick.

"Beep-beep-beep-"

Tingzi's phone rang.

The security guard hurriedly got up and ran to answer the phone.

"Hello!"

There was an angry voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm Chivu! Tonali, how many times have I told you, don't play casually in the base!"

"Um, Mr. Chivu, I'm not in the base, I'm standing guard at the gate." The security guard Tonali looked confused.

"You're still quibbling," Chivu yelled over the phone, "I'm eating in the cafeteria, you kicked the ball, the ball flew in through the window and landed on my table, and you knocked over the plate!"

"Don't say you didn't do it. There are three first-team players' signatures on this ball. You asked me to get it. I just gave it to you yesterday!"