I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 5 I Want to Play Football

"I still don't understand why you recovered so quickly. Some time ago, your recovery from injury was completely according to my prediction, but why did you recover suddenly?"

Al Reno is clutching at his hair, already having self-doubt.

"It's always a good thing, isn't it, Al."

Wang Hao didn't know how to answer, so he could only say something lightly.

Following behind Al Reno, Wang Hao also complained in his heart.

This skill is good for everything, but the recovery period is not smooth enough. The team doctor predicts a truce for half a year, and the skill limits the injury to no more than three months. The recovery speed is normal in the first two months, but after two months, the recovery of the injury is like going on the highway. , Rampage all the way, anyone would be frightened.

It is estimated that after a few times, he will get used to it.

Fortunately, the recovery period will become smoother when the skill level increases, and the recovery will be uniform from the time of injury, so at least the team doctor will not be surprised, as long as it is due to physical fitness, the recovery from the injury will be faster.

If it is replaced with a full-level skill, the injury will be in a limited and ultra-short period of time from the moment of injury, even serious injuries are impossible, and the side effects are also very strong, that is, the original pain will be doubled.

The injury that was supposed to break a leg has to bear twice the pain. Doesn't it hurt to roll all the way from the opponent's penalty area to your own penalty area?Then the team doctor found that the injury turned into a sprained ankle after entering the field. Even if he didn’t leave the field, he could persevere. I don’t know how exciting the expression will be. I guess I may be made into an emoticon package like Neymar in the future and become a famous actor in the green. .

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Wang Huo made up his mind, he must be patient after his skills reach the full level, and don't be too exaggerated, he doesn't want to be complained by fans, whether he can't help it is another matter...

Seeing that it was Wang Ji and Al Paul who knocked on the door, Pierre immediately put down the documents in his hand.

Suddenly he froze for a moment and exclaimed, "God, where is your crutch?"

Sure enough, this was the case again, Wang Huan complained secretly, wondering if he would win a church progress award, everyone shouted God at the first sentence when they saw him, even the missionaries are not so powerful.

Al Paul answered his question: "Tsu is fully recovered, and I return him to you."

"That's great... Giving him your treatment is the wisest decision I've ever made."

Pierre, who had already got up, rubbed his hands and thanked, the excitement on his face was beyond words.

Al Paul waved his hand quickly, not to his credit, and explained: "You should thank God, his recovery from injury has completely exceeded my expectations, which is a miracle in itself."

"Okay, thank God, but thank you Al."

Pierre thanked again solemnly, as if the team healed his injury instead of Wang Xie's injury.

Seeing the little old man who kept thanking him, Wang Hao and Al Paul looked at each other, and finally Wang Hao pulled out of the office: "Let's go, don't you see Al's expression? How long do you want to thank? I want to go Try it on the training ground, I believe you also want to know my performance on the court now..."

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Wang He's performance on the court has completely exceeded Pierre's imagination. This is his current peak level, no, it is better than before the injury!
The little old man with a hooked nose is also doubting his life, can he improve his level even if he is injured?

But Wang Huo performed well, and he was very happy.

Even so, in the last game at the end of the season, he did not arrange for Wang He to start.

He has become a frightened bird now, for fear that Wang Xie will get hurt again at some point, so he can't wait to find a safe to lock Wang Xie up.

"You pay attention to that Lyon striker, he is very smart when he plays."

The substitute Wang Hao was placed next to Pierre. This treatment is like Solskjaer's, and he accepts the coach's personal guidance when he does not play.

"Ah."

Wang Xie nodded heavily, Lacazette, he will be a famous figure in the future.

"They have exactly the same tactics as Lyon's first team ... the No. 6 is playing the role of Juninho."

"If you play later, you must be careful about that No. 4. His name is Spilling. He is a jerk. He is the player with the most cards in the entire youth league. He was suspended for a malicious foul some time ago, and his foul kid heard about it. Retired."

"And the number 2 is also a bastard. Don't look at him as a dog, but he is actually very dirty playing football. I don't know where the slums in South America got him. His small movements are very secretive... ..."

Pierre took the trouble to introduce the situation of the Lyon youth team to Wang He, when a burst of cheers interrupted his words.

Alexandre Lacazette of the Lyon youth team received a pass from his teammate and entered the penalty area from the flank and kicked directly, rewriting the score to 1:0.

Misfortunes never come singly, the assistant coach took the phone and told him another bad news: "Marseille scored a goal, and now there is a 4 goal difference between us and Marseille."

"Fake!"

Pierre, who pays attention to demeanor, swears. Before the game, he still had illusions about the difference of two goal difference. He didn't expect that it became four before the end of the first half. Night story, that is to say, the championship trophy of this season has basically flown away.

The youth team is mainly to cultivate talents for the first team, and the desire for trophies is not as strong as that of the first team, but if there is a chance to win a trophy, who would refuse?
At the beginning of the season, the Metz youth team has been leading the standings. Even if Wang Hao was injured, they were still at the top of the standings. It was not until the end of the season that they were caught up by Marseille. The hard work of a season was immediately in vain, which inevitably made people feel disheartened.

The Lyon team at home played very aggressively. After scoring the goal, they continued to press forward. Metz caught the opportunity to counterattack. Pjanic's lob shot went over the bar.

"Just a little bit."

Seeing this, Wang Hao felt very sorry.

The current Pjanic is still immature, the idea of ​​lobbing is correct, and his technical ability has not reached that level. If it is replaced by him two years later, this goal will definitely be scored.

He couldn't sit still anymore, Pierre insisted on making him a substitute, he wanted to see the situation first, now he was behind by 4 goal difference, and then the champion would fly away.

"Head, I want to play!"

"Play?"

Although Pierre was very irritable, he explained patiently: "We basically have no chance to win the championship. You are easily kicked by Lyon players when you play. After L'Equipe reported you, the bastards in the youth league wanted to break your leg. You still don't want to play today's game."

"Then do I hide on the bench all the time?"

Pierre was stunned by Wang Xie's words. That's right, he was not allowed to play for fear of getting injured. Could it be that this kid has never played football?

He asked with a tangled face: "Do you know how to play after playing?"

"How to play? The goal is over!"

(End of this chapter)