There is a belief called football

Chapter 16 Li Qiao, You Give Up?

Marseille wins a free kick.

"Can Sandro give me a penalty for this ball",
Sandro nodded, but still looked at Stan on the sidelines suspiciously.

According to Stan's arrangement before the game, Sandro took the free kick.

Temporarily changing the coach's pre-match deployment on the field is something no player can afford.

But the strange thing is that Stan on the sidelines did not object, but made a gesture of agreement.

In this way, Li Qiao stood on the penalty spot, a free kick in front of the penalty area, which is the best position for a free kicker.

At this time, Li Qiao seemed to feel that the other 21 people besides himself, the coaches on the sidelines, and the referees had all become spectators, and they were quietly paying attention to him.

Li Qiao seemed like a big name, enjoying the attention of everyone.

It seems that he is not standing on the school's training ground at the moment, but standing at the Bernabeu, Old Trafford.

It seems that there are not a few staff members scattered on the sidelines, but tens of thousands of people shouting and tsunami.

Li Qiao retreated, breathed, approached, and made a free throw.

The ball draws a wonderful arc in the air, and the trajectory that it draws is not a meteor, but it is more beautiful than a meteor.

The jumping of the human wall, the save of the goalkeeper, everything is like the foil of this performance.

At the moment when the ball flew into the goal, when the ball slid along the net, Li Qiao ran to celebrate like Beckham, and there seemed to be shouts of "Li Qiao" from the sidelines.

*****
"This kid must be having sex dreams, look at his expression, he looks so happy," Qi Bing said.

"No, I think he must have dreamed about delicious food, maybe he was eating KFC," Qi Qi said.

At this time, Li Qiao woke up in his sleep, and he saw Qi Rate and Qi Bing looking at him beside his bed.

"Wow, what are you doing, you want to scare people to death."

Li Qiao sat up in shock.

"Hey, hey, smirk yourself, to be honest, what dream did you have, did you dream about bad content?"

Li Qiao recalled his dream just now, and suddenly blushed.

"Haha, let me just say it",
Qi rate shook his head and said: "I still feel that he dreamed about eating."

"Go, go, there is a game today and Sunday, go to bed."

Lying down again, Li Qiao's heart was still pounding.

"Is that dream a good sign, will I really score a goal today"?
*****
In the 20 minutes of the first half of the game against Sochaux, Li Qiao kept bending down to press his left leg.

Because of the intensive free kick practice, Li Qiao's left leg has been hurting for several days, and there is still slight edema.

But Li Qiao didn't go to the team doctor. He was looking forward to the weekend's league start. He was afraid that Stan would not let him play if he knew he was looking for the team doctor.

But at this time, Li Qiao, who was like a tough guy, couldn't hold it anymore. The knee of his left leg was very painful, and every step he ran was very uncomfortable.

"There's something wrong with Li Qiao," said Coach Shi on the sidelines.

"Well, this kid is too hardworking, I reminded him earlier."

"Do you want to replace?"
At this point Stan hesitated.

A pass from El was sent to Li Qiao's feet, Li Qiao faced a very ordinary pass, and unexpectedly stopped the ball and went out of bounds.

At this time, Li Qiao on the court was already half crippled.

"You warm up," Stein said to No. 17 on the sidelines.

Before the first half was over, the Marseille team made a substitution, No. 17 for No. 9. Although Li Qiao's legs could no longer hold on, Li Qiao was still extremely disappointed when he saw the substitution card.

Li Qiao limped off the court, and the team doctor immediately came up to treat Li Qiao's injury.

"Why didn't you come to me earlier?" the team doctor "Mike" asked angrily.

"It was suddenly serious today."

The team doctor is an American, he doesn't know how the Chinese do it, and he doesn't give Li Qiao any face at all.

"Lie, the edema is so severe, it must have been many days."

Li Qiao was upset at this time and did not explain.

After finishing the simple ice compress, "Mike" said in a commanding tone: "Come to my clinic on campus after the game."

Li Qiao nodded.

*****
Li Qiao was able to hold on before, all relying on willpower, but now he was depressed and his legs hurt even more. Li Qiao limped to the clinic to find Dr. "Mike".

As soon as she entered the door, she was a beautiful woman, as pure as the girl next door.

"Looking for Dr. Mike"?
Li Qiao nodded.

"That will wait a while",
Li Qiao nodded.

"Hehe", the other party smiled when he saw Li Qiao's foolishness.

"What do you want to drink?"
"Tea bar".

Li Qiao looked at the back of the beautiful woman leaving.

At this time, the door of Dr. Mike's office opened, and Mike sent someone out. Li Qiao didn't know him, and didn't dare to say hello.

"Joe, come*in".

Li Qiao entered Dr. Mike's office.

"Lie down, let me check".

The doctor was examining Li Qiao, "Ah", when the doctor pressed on the edema, Li Qiao couldn't help but yelled out.

At this time, the beautiful woman came in with tea.

"What's wrong with Wang Jie?"
The beauty shook the teacup.

"My tea," Li Qiao said, but the expression on his face was still twisted because of the pain.

"OK, put it on the table",
"So her name is Wang Jie", Li Qiao thought to herself.

*****
"Your knees are bad",
When Li Qiao heard this, his head buzzed.

Li Qiao asked tremblingly: "Will it affect the football?"
"It's hard to say. I will ask the coach for leave tomorrow morning and come over for an MRI."

Li Qiao has been in good health since he was a child, and he rarely even draws blood. Now that he is going to have an MRI, his head is in a daze.

"Is it so serious"?
"NMR is a routine examination, it doesn't matter."

Hearing what the doctor said, Li Qiao felt a little better.

*****
After finishing the MRI the next morning, Li Qiao felt uneasy all the time. At this time, the coach and teammates all knew the news of Li Qiao's injury, and they all comforted Li Qiao.

Li Qiao felt the warmth of the collective at this time, and the man almost burst into tears.

In the afternoon, I went to Dr. Mike's office, but for some reason at this time, Li Qiao was not worried about the injury, but was looking forward to seeing the beauty she met yesterday again.

Li Qiao always wanted to have an older sister when she was a child, but of course that was impossible. In fact, Wang Jie was only 20 years old, and she was a big sister in front of Li Qiao.

"Again to the doctor"?
"Well, Dr. Mike asked me to come."

Li Qiao wanted to chat with her a little more, but she seemed to be busy.

Li Qiao entered the office.

Seeing the serious expression on Dr. Mike's face, he felt a little bit in his heart, "Is the situation not good?"
Li Qiao sat down in front of Dr. Mike's desk, waiting quietly for something. At this moment, he seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat. He had never felt so vulnerable.

"Son, you must confess to me",
Li Qiao nodded vigorously and said, "I say, I can say anything."

Dr. Mike was taken aback.

"How have you been training lately?"

Li Qiao thought about it, and there was nothing special about it, except that he was more desperate.

So to be honest.

"Doctor Mike, am I working too hard?"

Dr. Mike shook his head, "No, your left knee is deformed."

As soon as these words came out, it was a bolt from the blue for Li Qiao.

"Then can I still play football"?
Dr. Mike didn't speak.

After the initial shock, Li Qiao regained his strength and thought: "No, I have been playing football for many years, and the injury is the latest thing."

Li Qiao told Dr. Mike what he thought.

In fact, this is where Dr. Mike was puzzled, that's why he told Li Qiao that you have to confess to me.

At this time, Dr. Mike was like a detective, "So, Joe, tell me what you did last week, one by one."

Li Qiao understands that this is related to his future, so he is not sloppy.

Li Qiao said one thing, Dr. Mike will ask some questions.

Until Li Qiao talked about practicing free kicks.

"Wait a minute, have you ever practiced free kicks before"?
Li Qiao shook his head.

Dr. Mike seemed to understand something.

"Go, go to the stadium, show me a kick once you play."

*****
On the training ground, Li Qiao was doing the same move that he had done countless times in the past week.

Dr. Mike on the side watched carefully, and suddenly he discovered something. Li Qiao’s way of playing football is to learn from Beckham. This way of taking free kicks is like twisting, twisting his body as much as possible. In extreme cases, the angle between the supporting foot and the ground is 30 degrees, and under normal circumstances it is 45 degrees.

At this time, the supporting foot will bear huge pressure, which may not matter to ordinary people, but Li Qiao's left knee is born with a deformity, so it is difficult to bear this pressure.

Dr. Mike told Li Qiao what he thought. Li Qiao was overjoyed at first, after all, the problem was found, and then immediately fell into sadness.

"Does this mean that I can't be a good player?" Li Qiao thought to himself.

"Doctor Mike, can I still play football"?
"No problem, you only have a little problem with your knee, but don't practice this kind of free kick anymore."

"Is it impossible for me to go to Europe to play football, and I can only make a living by playing football?"
Dr. Mike is a person who will not lie, "It will not be known until further examination, and you will come to check once a week in the future."

Li Qiao's heart was already cold at this time.

Li Qiao said thank you and left the training ground.

According to regulations, the team doctor must write a report on the injury of the player and submit it to the head coach. After all, the injured player cannot play.

Soon, everyone knew about Li Qiao's situation.

Stan and Coach Shi were afraid that Li Qiao would do something stupid. After all, for such a young football player, a knee problem meant a thunderbolt. So they have been paying attention to Li Qiao during this time, and other teammates have also paid special attention to Li Qiao.

Qi led out all the snacks to give to Li Qiao. Li Qiao smiled and thanked his classmates for their love, but the smiling Li Qiao disappeared.

Since then, Li Qiao temporarily stopped training and stayed in the dormitory more. Li Qiao was confused, extremely confused.

Li Qiao didn't know what to do in the future.

One night when he walked to the No. 4 training field, facing the empty field, Li Qiao cried, crying loudly.

Suddenly a person asked in the darkness: "Joe, have you given up?"
(End of this chapter)