I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 1 Paris Saint-Germain Cup

"Hey, Tsu, don't be dazed, pass the ball quickly."

"Damn it, pass the ball!"

"Hey, hey, what are you doing..."

Familiar scene, familiar venue.

The bright spotlights, the slightly old stadium, and even the spectators in twos and threes in the stands are the same as before.

Fuck, dreaming about the game again.

Parc des Princes, Paris Saint-Germain Cup final!
Dreaming back at midnight, Wang Hao always dreamed of the Paris Saint-Germain Cup final, but this time the dream was more real, even everyone on the field could see it clearly, the green Pjanic said The fluff was still there, Koulibaly ran back desperately, Stuttgart players quickly rushed to their own half, and the youth team coach Pierre was anxious on the sidelines...

Dog day!
Wang Hao felt extremely irritable.

This game was the beginning of his broken dream!
Since he was a child, he was the best player. At the age of 5, he was specially recruited to the Shisun Street Elementary School, which is rich in football talents, and played with those 6 and 7-year-old children. He is also the best one.

A few more years later, he broke the Guinness World Record for juggling 40 times in 5207 minutes, a record that no one can break even in 2019.

Later, he went to the Derry Football Training Center to study and was personally guided by the French coach Eddie hired by the local football association. There, he was still the best. Even Eddie exclaimed that Wang Ji was a real genius.

Later, through Eddie's connection, Derry sent three players to Metz for trial training at one time, and Wang Ji was the only one left by Metz.

Unlike other Chinese players at the time, Wang Hao had almost no adaptation period in Metz.Actively learning the language, communicating with his teammates, and making up his mind not to let anyone bully him, Wang Hao got into a fight not long after he joined the team. Everyone realized that this good Chinese kid is not easy to mess with. With the support of the coach, Wang Hao successfully gained a foothold in the Metz youth team, overwhelmed the talents of the Metz youth team to become the captain, and was affectionately called Tsu.

And this final is Wang Hao's inner demon.

Before that, he and his teammates participated in a cup match held in Marseille. At that time, Wang Hao entered the selection of the best top three players, but only got No.2. For this, he cried for a long time when he was young.

Two months after that game, the Paris Saint-Germain Cup, the largest youth invitational tournament in France, was held.

A total of 16 youth teams were invited to the event. Except for the local youth teams, the rest of the teams are all from football powerhouses, including the youth teams of Standard Liege, Stuttgart, Dortmund, and Florence.

Facing many powerful enemies, the reorganized Metz youth team passed all the way under the leadership of Wang Huo and met Stuttgart in the final, but lost to their opponents in the end.

After the game, he won the Cup Mvp, touted by major French media, and a series of titles such as "Super Genius" and "Most Valuable Young Player", but Wang Xi was unwilling!

The Paris Saint-Germain Cup was the first major competition in his life and the closest to the championship trophy, but he lost.

Back in the dormitory, he cried, and his roommate Pjanic also cried. The two half-year-old children experienced the bitterness of defeat for the first time...

Afterwards, the development of the two was very different, but the same thing is that the first defeat in their lives was in Paris.

Even after many years have passed, after traveling to Europe and finally returning to China, this game will always appear in Wang Huan's dream.

He can even remember every detail of the game. He scored a goal shortly after the opening, and then Stuttgart scored two goals in a row to reverse the score. In the final stage of the game, Stuttgart scored another goal and completely sealed the victory. I remember everything clearly.

This is the biggest regret in Wang Hao's heart. This time, it was the 83rd minute again, and every dream starts from this time.

The Stuttgart youth team will soon score another goal to rewrite the score to 3:1.

Losing is the reality that professional players are least willing to accept. Even if it is just a dream, what is more cruel than losing is that they always lose the same game but are unable to change it. They can only fall in front of their opponents again and again and look at them again and again Raise the championship trophy.

"Damn it, even if it's a dream, I have to win once!"

Returning to his senses, Wang Hao spat hard on the turf, and ran towards his own half like a mad dog.

……

"My God, look at that Metz player, is he really 14 years old, he is still so fast at this point in the game!"

"No wonder he wears the captain's armband."

"I heard that he is Chinese. I always thought that Chinese people don't know how to play football."

"It's a good thing to stay and watch the final, or you might miss his performance. When you go back, you have to let the scouts keep an eye on the Metz youth team. Their players are really good."

The eliminated youth teams have already gone home, but many youth team coaches and team scouts chose to stay and watch the finals.

I didn't expect to see such a scene, it's amazing physical fitness!
Pierre, the coach of the Metz youth team, almost dropped his jaw to the ground. I know that Wang Ji's physical fitness has always been a problem.

In the team, Wang He's technical ability is one of the best. His natural sense of the ball is no different from that of Brazilian players. The ball seems to be stuck to his feet, and he is at his mercy. Name - Tsubasa (big empty wing).

But even a genius can hardly break through the racial restrictions. Wang He, like most Asian players, is not in good physical condition and stamina.

"God, tell me it's just not true!"

"Is he the illegitimate son of Maradona?"

"Maradona will not run back to defend!"

There was an exclamation in the stands.

Wang Hao, who ran for more than 70 meters, successfully made a steal in his own half, dribbled the ball back, cooperated with Pjanic to kick the wall, and then blasted the goal vigorously to equalize the score!
This ball is too awesome!

The back and forth was close to 150 meters, with only a short pause in the middle. After that, there was nothing but sprinting. What surprised them was that while dribbling the ball at high speed, Wang He had perfect ball control skills, and the ball never left the control of his feet.

While these spectators were discussing Wang Xie's goal, the hero of the goal had already run into the goal to catch the ball. Two minutes later, the Metz youth team successfully counterattacked and launched another counterattack. After receiving the ball from the left, Wang Xie cut inside and rushed to The front of the penalty area of ​​the Stuttgart youth team.

With the foundation of the performance just now, everyone is looking forward to Wang Hao's next performance. As long as this goal is scored, it will be a lore!

Facing the defensive player, Wang Hao tapped his left foot, followed by a Marseille roundabout and entered the Stuttgart penalty area. Before he could continue to perform, he felt great pain on his ankle and put a shovel behind him!

"Your mother, this is not a dream..."

Wang Huan hugged his feet and rolled all over the ground.

And the Metz youth team was even more desperate. Coach Pierre didn't care about penalties at all, and rushed into the pitch before the team doctor himself...

A corner of the stands at Princes Park in Barry.

The eyes of a man wearing a black peaked cap were completely bare, and he was completely conquered by Wang Ji's performance!
The man took out his mobile phone, glanced around and no one noticed, he subconsciously lowered the brim of his hat before dialing.

After the call was connected, he said with a London accent: "Arsene, I admire you so much. It was a very wise decision for you to let me come to France to watch the youth team game. I found several good players. Among them One kid is really good... no he's not French, he's a Chinese player, the captain of the Metz youth team... I'm not kidding, he's Chinese, he's amazing, I saw several of them on the pitch Colleagues, if you want to act quickly, I suggest you directly contact the Metz club and that kid. With your relationship in France, we can definitely gain the upper hand in the competition...Okay, I see, I will stay in France Continue to observe."

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Away locker room.

Wang Wei sat on the bench in a daze.

Although he was injured, his heart was filled with ecstasy!

He was born again, and he was born again!

In 2019, his genius has already been mixed into the Chinese League Two.

Wang Xie, who would cry even if he didn't get the first place in the selection, never thought that he would return to China to play football, and he was even said to play in the third-tier league like China B.

But life is such a fucking thing. Wang Hao smoothed out the edges and corners through injuries one after another. When he was transferred to B, he accepted it very calmly, and even continued to play with some joy.

Wang Hao, who is dedicated to playing for the giants, is actually happy for a contract in China B, which fully demonstrates the impermanence of the world.

Now that he has a chance to live again, he returned to Metz, where the dream started, how could he not be overjoyed?

"This time, I must stand on top of Europe!"

Wang Ji hit the bench hard with his fist, which startled Pjanic who had just entered.

"Are you useless? If you can't play, then I will be the captain from now on."

Pjanic took off his sweat-soaked shirt and threw it aside, walked over and kicked Wang Xie and asked which leg did not hurt.

Wang He glared at him angrily, thinking why he didn't realize that Pjanic was so arrogant and coquettish before, and he spoke so badly when he cared about others, and he was duplicity at a young age.

Pjanic is his roommate in Metz and also his good friend, but the two will not have much contact in the future, and every time Pjanic takes the initiative, because Wang He feels ashamed, and he is also talented Two players, playing the same position, one became a big star, and his situation is getting worse and worse.

But at this point in time, Pjanic is still a younger brother and has been chasing after Wang He as a competitor, just like your friend bought a pair of shoes and you have to buy them too. Pjanic wanted to snatch them from Wang He. The captain's armband, but he failed to achieve this goal until he transferred and left.

Looking at Pjanic's immature face, Wang Hao felt very cordial.

He tilted his head, thought of a prank, jumped up with one foot, held Pjanic's face and kissed it, Pjanic didn't care about continuing to pretend, and put his hand on his face in disgust Rub hard.

"Damn it, I've always thought that if you are so handsome and you don't have a girlfriend, you must like men. I will tell the coach to change the dormitory later, or I won't know if I lose my virginity one night!"

"Even if I like men, I don't like you."

Wang Ji punched Pjanic angrily.

Hearing this, Pjanic stopped wiping his face, and argued with his neck stuck: "I'm considered handsome. I used to be called Pierce Brosnan of Bosnia and Herzegovina..."

Wang Xie was not used to his bragging, so he found a good angle to attack, and it was a Pegasus Meteor Fist.

Pjanic dodged from left to right, and was finally blocked by Wang Ji in the corner and beat him up violently, but he refused to admit defeat: "I hurt you, and I hurt you more, don't think I'm afraid of you!"

Waiting for the excitement of rebirth to vent, Wang Xi stopped: "Let's go, it's time to receive the award."

After venting the excitement of rebirth, Wang Hao kicked Pjanic who was sitting on the ground: "Let's go, it's time to receive the award."

"Hmph, you're lucky today, why don't you definitely show me how powerful I am."

Pjanic got up from the ground and walked out quickly, saw Wang Xie limping, thought for a while, and went up to support Wang Xie...

A few minutes later, Wang Hao walked to the front of the podium with the support of Pjanic.

"We Are The Champions" sounded on the radio, and Wang He and coach Pierre raised the trophy high.

　The new book is on the shelves, thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)