National Treasure Striker [Football]

Haverts and his little friends met today who came to kick the gym.Of course this is a public court, not theirs, but they came first.

"Let's go, Kai, they are the big man, we can't grab them." His little friend whispered to him.

He puffed up his face, held his breath, and stood there hesitatingly not moving.The little friend wanted to pull him again, but he was noticed by the kicker over there.

"Hey, what's the matter, that little man, aren't you convinced?" The voice fell, accompanied by a burst of laughter.

It is a customary rule that children cannot compete with older children.But the face-born child in front of him probably came recently, and he doesn't understand the rules.

Haverts was indeed unconvinced: "We came first, why do you take the place?"

The older kid over there seemed to have heard some funny joke: "Hahaha, why did he ask?"

"Because you are a weak chicken!"

Haverts flushed with anger from their contempt: "Do you dare to compete?"

"Who wants to compare with you? Go home and cry to your mother!" A man with a shaved head relied on his physical strength and pushed up, directly pushing the small Haverts to a stagger.

He didn't stand still, fell to the ground, and the ball in his arms rolled out.

The pain of falling to the ground almost didn't make his eyes red, and there was a mocking laugh behind him. He grabbed the grass on the ground with both hands, only wishing that he couldn't grow into an adult in an instant, so he could teach these people a lesson.

A shadow suddenly enveloped his head, he raised his head, and found that he fell in front of two straight legs, and his ball was being firmly stopped by that foot.

He happened to be in the shadow of this person, and the backlight and height difference prevented him from seeing this person's face clearly.

He lay on the ground and subconsciously looked up.

Julian was reborn two months ago.

To be precise, he was reborn in another time and space.

He is very familiar with the football competition system in this world, but the names of countries, cities and clubs are unfamiliar to him.

This world feels decades earlier than his original world, because before he went out today, when he was eating breakfast at home, he found that there was no smart touch screen device on the table.

The smartphone was still a physical one, and he felt it was quite novel while holding it, but the news he just saw seemed a bit unpleasant.

He went out to adapt to the new environment. According to the information he knows so far, he is 18 years old this year, and his new body looks exactly the same as when he was 18 years old, and his name is also Julian Felix.

Perhaps this is myself in another world, although the occupation is different.

"I" is a dancer, I dance tango, and I dance very well.It's just that the height has risen too fast in the past two years, and I haven't adapted to it all at once.I participated in a very important game with my childhood sweetheart before, and "I" made two mistakes, resulting in missing the championship.

The next thing involves the reason why he woke up in this body.

The dance partner who has been with him for many years suddenly loses patience, and without telling him, he is combined with another male dancer who stopped dancing because his female partner was injured.But at the same time, she still doesn't seem to want to give up her original male companion. After all, Julian was the best in the academy before his condition went wrong.

Leaving aside the issue of career, Julian is a perfect boyfriend, and his face is enough for people to love and never forget.

It is easy to develop feelings between dance partners. "I" has always had a good impression of the female partner, so they got together not long ago, but before anything happened, "I" broke the female partner and hugged and kissed the new male partner screen.

There is some other color on the head, which of course cannot be tolerated. "I" had a fight with the male dancer, which finally shocked the whole academy, so "I" who started the fight was temporarily persuaded to go home, and because the ex-girlfriend over there couldn't lack a male dance partner, he would delay training, weighed Under the circumstances, the college chose to deal with the two of them lightly.

It is said that he treats "myself" coldly, and it will take time to find a new girlfriend for him, and let him recuperate by the way—he accidentally sprained his foot during a fight.

There will be an international tango exchange competition in less than a year, and if you miss it, you will have to wait another two years. 18 years old is a very critical age, and training cannot be relaxed for a moment.Therefore, such a delay is actually indirectly equivalent to half giving up on him.

The fight incident also made a wave of local news, which was a stain on him, and now several good dance academies in Germany knew that he was in a bad state and fought again.

The former rookie of the younger generation in the tango world had a bright future, but in the eyes of outsiders, he has fallen like this and never recovered.

A series of blows made him disheartened. His father, who was not close to him since he was a child, was still busy with his big boss's affairs, and his mother passed away when he was very young. He has no brothers and sisters. His cousin, who has a good relationship with him, plays football in Italy, but the distant water cannot save the near fire.

His hobbies have never been supported by his relatives, and he suddenly stood at a turning point in his life. "I" didn't think about it all at once. On one night, under the paralysis of alcohol, he broke the wine bottle, picked up the glass shards and went to Wrist gestures.

The strength was confiscated, and something happened to the gesture, so the one who woke up later was the young Julian who had an accident in another world.

……

Thinking of his father, old Felix, who had dealt with a wave before he went out, he searched the memory of the original owner, and felt that the number of times he had seen his father since he was a child seemed to be less than in the past two months.

Looking at the not-so-light scar on his right wrist, Julian didn't judge.

He was 25 years old before his rebirth, and he was the well-deserved king of the penalty area. He monopolized football for 6 years and won all cup championships and personal honors.When people stand tall, they see things differently, and the hurdles that once seemed to be difficult to pass will no longer be taken to heart.

He couldn't remember whether he was as prone to extremes as "myself" when he was 18 years old.

It has only been 2 months since he sprained his right foot, which is somewhat inconvenient for him.However, in the era of more advanced science and technology in the previous life, medical scientists absorbed the essence of acupuncture and moxibustion from a country called Huaxia, and combined them to give a more gentle and effective treatment for injury recovery.

As a player, Julian will definitely be injured. During the injury, he learned this magical "needling" method and found that it can indeed speed up the recovery of the injury.

So he pricked himself when he was free for the past two months. Now there is no problem with walking and running, as long as he does not exercise too much.

He glanced at the dozen or so unread messages on his phone, and found that several of the top ones were from the same person, all dated today, the notes had not been changed, and the signature was "Baby".

Julian didn't click on it either. After thinking about it, he cleared all the other party's messages, deleted the contact information, and blacklisted the other party.

He turned off the phone and put it back in his pocket.Looking around again, I found myself walking next to a public court.

Haverts looked up and saw the man's face clearly.

He has blond hair, with strands hanging down his forehead.The color of the eyes is very beautiful. Haverts can't tell whether it is blue or green at once. Anyway, it is a light and attractive color. Haverts has never seen it in the eyes of other Germans.

He was squinting at the moment, with long eyelashes drooping, and an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth. He looked a little tired, adding a bit of an unfriendly aura.

But those unfriendly auras were not aimed at him, but at others.

"What's going on? Can you stand up by yourself?" Julian could probably guess what happened, so he asked the child first out of politeness.

Haverts nodded, quickly got up, and told the whole story like pouring beans.

Julian looked bad, he hated this kind of trick the most: "Such an old man bullies a child, doesn't he blush?"

At first glance, the hairy head looked a head taller than them, and he didn't look like a man to pinch, but he said unforgivingly: "Do you know each other?"

He lowered his head to look at Haverts: "I can't grab it by myself, have you asked for help?"

Before Haverts could reply, he heard Julian say, "Yeah, why don't you guys bully and bully me too?"

After Julian finished speaking, he stretched out his long legs and hooked up the ball under his feet, and firmly stopped the ball on the arch of his foot.

Haverts took two steps back, looking at Julian's skillful hooking just now, his big eyes showed a bit of anticipation.

Julian looked at Burrhead: "How many of you?"

Burr and the others were enraged by Julian's provocation, so they didn't speak, and wanted to come over to show Julian a good look because of the large number of people. Several passers-by who were attracted by the movement just now made voices of disapproval.

A certain kind-hearted man said, "Hey, you guys, you guys are going too far..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the tall boy without blinking his eyes, his nimble feet circled around the ball twice, changed positions, avoided their insignificant feet, and still kept the ball under his At the foot, those brats who were full of bad water lost their center of gravity and fell together.

"Wow!" The two girls noticed his good-looking side face, and they slapped his hands and shouted how handsome he is.

Julian raised his eyebrows, took the cigarette from his mouth and handed it to Haverts who was still there, and said to the people on the ground: "You still have a chance to play football, just fight, I will not be responsible for the medical expenses."

"For things that can be solved by playing football, don't use your fists, so as not to say that I bully others."

Havertz noticed that this big brother has a pair of dimples.

He also heard the voices of the girls behind him: "I want to ask him for his phone number!"

Julian walked into the court: "Come on, I am one, you eight, it's fair."

He bounced the ball a few times as if warming up: "The ball is here with me. There are many of you, so I will serve first. Whoever gets three goals first will use the court this afternoon. What do you think?"

Speaking of this, they would be ashamed and humiliated if they didn't pick up the quarrel. They knew that they wouldn't get too well in a fight, and everyone around them was watching, so the burrs looked at each other and went straight to grab Julian's ball.

Approaching Julian, they also saw each other smile, which seemed to them to ignore them.

Although they were very upset, they had learned their skills now. They surrounded him on three sides, preparing to block Julian's way, and then grab the ball.

Without teammates to respond, most people should be forced to lose the ball at this time.

Julian was not in a hurry, saw clearly the intention of their approaching feet, picked a gap and pushed the ball through the gap between the two of them, and he got out of the encirclement of the three of them in a flash.

Although he doesn't play football now, the agility he has practiced in dancing tango for many years is imprinted in his bones. Coupled with Julian's own extraordinary consciousness, it is enough to deal with a few amateur players.

Such an easy ball pass will not even bring any burden to his imperfect right ankle.

The people on the sidelines opened their eyes wide, and today they saw a beautiful ball pass from such a close distance!

Havertz heard the girls screaming again.

His little friend whispered in his ear: "Hey, is this your brother? How cool!"

Havertz shook his head: "No, we don't know each other."

Seeing the amateur movements of the swarming people, Julian was too lazy to run away. He glanced at the goal over there, moved his left foot, and hit the goal directly.

In people's eyes, the moment when the young man kicked his foot seems to be replayed in slow motion. He poked the bottom of the ball, and the sound of touching the ball was heard half a beat later——

"Oh!"

The moment this kick hit the ball, everyone could feel the power. They heard the loud sound of the ball colliding when it touched the ball, and the sound of the ball breaking through the air when it flew to the net.

"call out--"

The net moves!

The ball hung in the upper right corner of the net, fell down, and was still beating. The goalkeeper not far away was dumbfounded.

He was extremely thankful that this was a ball that he couldn't reach. If the ball hit him, he had no doubt that he might not be able to stand up.

"hiss!"

People gasp.Just looking at this kick, it's not something an amateur can do!

More people gathered here, and two very ordinary men approached from two different directions. One of them was very interested in anticipating what would happen next, while the other stared in surprise and excitement. After this scene, he picked up the phone.

There were too many people, so the middle-aged man changed his position. Before he knew it, two unusual people approached.

Dane held up his mobile phone, pushed his sunglasses, and turned around to see a low-key but very familiar person.

Although he, Dane, is no longer the vice chairman of Arsenal, he recognizes the face of the German coach.

...Why is Loew here? !

Julian advanced the ball, and the ball had to be handed over to the opponent to serve. He was alone and had no teammates to respond, so it was quite difficult to steal.

Someone in the crowd pointed out the situation on the field: "You are not enough alone, young man, at least you need a teammate to hold the door for you!"

Yes, it is easy for one person to protect the ball without losing it, but it is not so simple for one person to fight for the ball with a group of people.

Julian thinks about it too. It doesn't mean that he can't grab it by himself, but his right foot may go on strike.

Body is more important than face, but Julian is in a good mood, even if he has one more teammate as his teammate, he can still look handsome.After thinking about it, he looked over there.

The dumb little boy still maintained that posture, staring at him with big eyes. Julian was very familiar with those eyes. He had seen too many in his previous life, such as those fans who came all the way to pick him up from the plane.

He waved at the little boy, who looked left and right, pointed at himself, and opened his mouth, as if he didn't expect his big brother, whom he regarded as an admirer, to call him.

He ran over, his little face blushing with excitement.

He heard the good-looking big brother say to him: "I need a teammate, take my pass, I want to choose you, can you?"

Havertz nodded without thinking. After clicking, he realized what the other party said. He was embarrassed and hesitated: "Then, what about the goalkeeper?"

Julian smiled: "There is no need for goalkeepers, they can't go to our restricted area."

Burr first and others: "..."

Julian led him to the middle circle: "What's your name?"

Haverts introduced himself: "My name is Kai Haverts! I am 12 years old this year! I play in the Leverkusen Junior Team!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Julian expectantly: "Brother, how about you? Where do you play football?"

Julian: "My name is Julian Felix, and I am..."

He almost blurted out his former club, but stopped and changed his name.

He casually reported a club that he had recently checked the information, thinking that Germans generally don’t pay much attention to other leagues, so he mentioned the club he has been impressed with recently:

"Oh, I play at Barcelona, ​​but I'm not in the first team yet, you probably don't know me."

Recently, there is a very lively news. Captain Fabregas of the Premier League Arsenal club has moved to Barcelona. This is the fifth captain that Arsenal has sold in 6 years.

Barcelona is a big team. It doesn't cost money to brag about it casually, and it can improve a wave of power. Anyway, he and this kid may have just met each other. Children, they just need to be coaxed.

Julian's little abacus was slapping loudly, there was no way, his creed was that playing football is not handsome, he is worse than a dog leash, and if he can pretend to be B, he must never pretend to be A.

Sure enough, Haverts Jr.'s eyes became brighter: "Brother, are you playing as a striker?"

Julian: emmmmm.

Julian showed a "shy" smile: "I'm a goalkeeper."

Being a striker is no longer challenging. He wants to make full use of the flexibility brought by his dancing in his life to challenge the goalkeeper.

Havertz:! ! !

Everyone with burrs: "..."

They are particularly impatient: "Hey! You are not finished!"

Haverts didn't persuade them at all, he was very imposing at a young age, he hugged Julian's arm and stared back: "It's not over!"

Julian felt that his mood suddenly became very good. He looked down and noticed that Haverts was still holding the cigarette he had just handed over.

What a straightforward German boy, Julian thought, "Why are you still holding that cigarette?"

Haverts looked blank: "Ah? Didn't you ask me to take it?"

Julian raised his eyebrows, what kind of cigarettes are there for playing football, but it is not a good habit to litter everywhere, and the nearest trash can is far away, making it difficult for children to hold it all the time.As soon as the thought flashed by, he simply bent down, stretched out his hand, and picked up the child directly.

Havertz didn't react at all, and found himself in the air, a strong force supported under his buttocks, and he crashed into an embrace full of sunshine and clear taste.

Havertz, who is already a big boy and hasn't been hugged like this for many years:! ! !

Haverts was still in a daze, when he saw the person who was holding him lower his head, his long eyelashes drooping down, casting a shadow on his face, covering the eye color that was even more unforgettable when viewed up close.

He approached himself, and sprayed his breath on his hands in an unhurried manner.

With his hand held there stiffly, he took the cigarette in his finger.

"Thank you for keeping it for me."