Smiling Proudly

Chapter 1? 1 final match

Chapter 1 A Final

On April 2013, 4, the final of the Hanjiang Provincial Campus Football League was held at the Jiangcheng Gymnasium.

The opponents in this game are the school team of the High School Affiliated to Normal University with strong football strength, and the other is the little-known school team of Sanjiao Road Middle School.

In this final, the general manager of Hanjiang Provincial Football Association and Hanjiang Super League team Jiangcheng FC also came.

Ma Ming, the general manager of Jiangcheng FC, doesn't know much about football, so the deputy manager Wang Youyi who is accompanying him is introducing him to him.

"Mr. Ma, that's right, the last one on Triangle Road is the player we saw before, Wang Yi."

"This is the one who scored 4 goals in 15 games?"

"Yeah, it's him."

Ma Ming looked at the No. 7 player of the Sanjiao Road school team, with a YI printed on his back.

Although Ma Ming doesn't understand team football, he understands economics. No matter whether such talents can be used in the first team of the Chinese Super League, it is always right to recruit the youth team first.

"By the way, old Wang, how old is he this year?"

"President Ma, Wang Yi was born on May 97, 5, and just turned 30 this year."

"Yo, that won't be able to play in the Chinese Super League next year. Tell me, how is his level in our youth team?"

Wang Youyi thought to himself, you don't know the level of our youth team, and our team is the bottom in the youth team competition.

"Mr. Ma, Wang Yi's strength is outstanding even in our youth team. He mainly plays as a winger. I watched all his games. He started 2 games as a left winger and 2 games as a right winger. Now he is against the foot. The winger is a trend, he can play both left and right, which can enrich our team's tactics."

"Okay, don't say so many useless things, it's just right, after the game is over, go ask him if he would like to come to our team."

After Ma Ming said this, he felt a little helpless. These days, whoever studies better, even if he is talented in football, which parent is willing to send his child to play football?
"By the way, Lao Wang, how is the child's academic performance? If the grade is good, don't ask. No one else will come. Maybe just play it as a hobby."

"I don't know yet, go ask."

"Okay, let's watch the game first."

During the conversation between the two, the match had already begun. Although it was a final, it was only a school-level match. Although there were quite a few spectators, the first few minutes had been very flat.

On the court, No. 9 forward of the High School Attached to Normal University was holding the ball and preparing to make a breakthrough. This was really at the level of the campus. Wang Yi immediately had several countermeasures in mind when he saw it.

Wang Yi immediately yelled at his team's forward: "Liu Ming, come on, force him."

Then he pointed forward at the midfielder, which was drilled before the game, meaning to press forward.

No. 9 of the Normal High School saw the opponent's striker approaching, panicked, subconsciously wanted to protect the ball, but as soon as he turned back, the ball was stabbed by Liu Ming behind him.

No. 9 panicked even more like this, and subconsciously stretched his feet to reach the ball, trying to keep the ball under his control.

As soon as Wang saw this, he understood the opponent's level better. In professional training, when encountering such a situation, he must play the ball as soon as possible to ensure that the ball is at his own feet, not at his own feet.

So as soon as Wang saw this, he still made a steady gesture to his midfielder, and then he went up by himself.

He knew the opponent's level, and he didn't bother to cooperate. An opponent of this level didn't need to cooperate.

Seeing Wang Yi approaching, Liu Ming skilfully moved away.

No. 9 was taken aback, wondering if he had protected the ball.

Before he was happy, he saw a white figure approaching.

Wang Yi broke the ball easily.

At this time, the team members of the Normal High School hadn't responded yet, Wang Yi sighed slightly, but didn't hold back either.

directly accelerated.

"This, this is a breakthrough in the middle?" Wang Youyi was stunned. There are very few players like this in China.

Generally speaking, the domestic frontcourt is basically covered by foreign players.

It is difficult to see Chinese players making such a breakthrough.

Next, Wang Youyi thought he was watching a foreign league, or watching a performance by foreign players.

Wang Yizhong dribbled the ball, which made the High School Attached to Normal University very angry. The reason for the anger was simple.

Isn't this contemptuous?Break through directly in the middle, do you think you are Kaka?

But I didn't expect that Wang Yi didn't make any fancy moves when facing the players who came up to press him, and just made another trip directly, which was crushing with speed.

"Fuck, this kid is so fast."

Wang Youyi heard Ma Ming calling.

"This kid is really good, Lao Wang, you must ask, you must ask."

"It's up to you to say, I must take this kid down." Wang Youyi had already made a decision in his heart.

Afterwards, a picture of 7 people who had been trained appeared in front of everyone present.

In the last step, pass the goalkeeper and push the shot easily.

After the goal was scored, the starting players of Sanjiao Road Middle School, including the goalkeeper, ran over and hugged Wang Yi, but Wang Yi's expression was still calm.

"Fuck, this is the time, you kid is still pretending to be competitive. You are still pretending to be cold when you score a goal."

Wang didn't change his face: "This level is really too low."

"Okay, you know that La Fabrica has a high level."

"We are going to win the championship, do you think the school will give us a holiday?"

"That's what you're thinking about."

"It's better to buy a few more, just be safe."

Wang Yi concluded the celebration, and then trotted back to the middle circle.

The next game passed very smoothly, of course, this dullness was for Wang Yi.

In the following time, Wang Yi scored a free kick. In the second half, Wang Yi scored a goal with a header. At the end of the game, Wang Yi made a penalty kick.

Wang Yi broke out with firepower and helped Sanjiao Road Middle School win the game.

After the game, he won the best player in the final and the best player in the competition, and Wang Yi also took two photos with a blank face.

"To win this championship, I have an account with my father, and then I have to go back to Spain."

When Wang Yi was going to find his father Wang Mingdao, suddenly a person appeared in front of him.

Wang Yi had good eyesight and a good memory, he knew that this person was sitting on the rostrum during the competition, and there was a big sign in front of them.

"Hello, Wang Yi, please allow me to introduce myself."

"You are Wang Youyi, the deputy manager of Jiangcheng Club."

"I didn't expect me to be so famous, and you know me too?"

"It says on your sign."

Wang Yi pointed in the direction of the rostrum.

Wang Youyi was a little speechless, but he thought of the child's talent.

"Are you interested in Jiangcheng FC? Would you like to join our youth team?"

"Sorry not interested."

After speaking, Wang turned his head and prepared to leave.

"Hey, this doesn't follow the routine, how can you refuse it directly."

(End of this chapter)

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