Super System Football Superstar

The opportunity has been obtained, but it is lost in vain. No wonder anyone can only blame themselves for their limited abilities.

The businessman valued profit over parting. Although he was a little cruel in doing so, he didn't feel any guilt in his heart.

Zhang Youla shook his head lightly, tapped his numb back with his fist, and walked slowly towards the desk.

As a leader, as the helm of a large group, he has too many things to do.For a young player in a small club, just like the sip of coffee he just drank, it only left a slightly bitter memory when he entered, and then disappeared without a trace.

A silver-gray vehicle drove into the gate of the youth team club.

Cui Shizhao parked his car in the parking lot in front of the coaching building, opened the door and got off, looked up at his office on the 4th floor, and then went straight to the court.

He just walked out from the back of the building, and immediately heard a burst of laughing and laughing.

As far as the eye can see, on a piece of green grass, players in blue and green bright colors are gathering together and doing simple ball-juggling training.Everyone was talking and smiling.

This kind of simple training is like an appetizer before a meal for professional football, without any pressure.

His eyes scanned the crowd, and soon fell on a tall player.He stopped, looked at it quietly, and then walked up quickly without hesitation.

"During training, don't smile. Be serious. When Coach Cui sees you, you will be angry again."

"Oh, captain, don't worry. I met Manager Wu just now, and he said that Coach Cui asked him for a half-day leave today. It seems that he went to the city to do business. I guess he will come back, and he will have to wait until the afternoon." Dye With a yellow-haired sidewalk fast horse, he bounced the ball with ease, and under the watchful eyes of the car, he danced and played for a while, showing off his skills.

A group of substitute players in blue vests, each with longing looks on their faces.

Now when will I be able to become like the other party, possessing this skillful footwork technique.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it. What's so interesting about this, the most important thing about ball-jumping training is to train your sense of the ball, not to let you play tricks like a monkey. It's not practical at all." Guanggu waved He waved his hand, let a group of substitute players who were looking forward to take their positions, and started training alone.

Hearing this sentence, Kuai Ma on the wing was a little unhappy, but he was quickly pushed back by the captain's car, saying that if he was not convinced, he would have a duel with him.

The sidewalk fast horse with an unruly personality soon withered down.How can his foot skills be compared with the car that is the core of the midfielder?How could it be possible to do something that is self-defeating?

Optics Valley greeted this group of substitute players and walked to the other side of the court.

Perhaps it was the one training match every day that allowed him to establish a good friendship with this group of newcomers who had just joined the team.Whether it is a game or training, he will act as a big brother, commanding and giving guidance intimately.

"Okay, leave them alone and continue training." Guanggu raised one foot