I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 29 Let me try

"This kid's passing is really good..."

Tadio sighed.

He appreciates Wang Xie's skills very much, but Wang Xie has too much personality.

Normally, the kids who had just been promoted to the first team would be trembling in front of him, but Wang Hao was not afraid of him at all, and dared to reject his tactical arrangements.

Now he is in pain and happiness, and he only hopes that Wang Ji's role can be more outstanding than his personality.

Saliba rushed out at the first time, adjusted his stride frequency with his left foot, and was ready to hit the goal. Siac Rovion stretched out his right foot first, and the ball went out of the baseline.

His adjustments are too slow and obvious, and he is full of flaws in front of this experienced central defender.

"I wasted a good opportunity..."

The ball has already been single-handedly, but it is still adjusted. This is a sign of lack of confidence.

Although Wang Ji was regretful, he still gave Saliba a thumbs up.

The more this is the case, the more he has to encourage his teammates and help Saliba build up his confidence. Even if he is not the captain of the first team, his long-term habit makes Wang He subconsciously help his teammates.

Wang Hui turned around and walked towards the corner flag area, only to find that his teammates were already standing there looking at him in bewilderment.

"Damn, I forgot again..."

When he was in the youth team, corner kicks, free kicks, penalties, as long as he wanted it, others had no chance.He still feels that his own level is not good enough to hand over the right to take free kicks to Pjanic. Now that he is in the first team, a rookie like him can only step back a little.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Pjanic gloated and asked that even a good friend would be jealous of Wang He's preferential treatment in the youth team, and he would be happy to see Wang He deflated.

"What's the matter? It's hard to score directly from a corner kick. It's good if I grab some points outside. Maybe I can score this time."

Pjanic turned his head and glanced at the Le Mans penalty area, pointed to it and asked: "Do you think you can compete with them?"

The proportion of African players in the French League is frighteningly high. Africans have abnormal physical fitness. They are tall and tall. Not to mention these adult black and hard, even European players of the same age are stronger than Wang Ji. It is nothing for him to compete for the top and deliver food. respectively.

But Pjanic is not much better, the old brothers are not the same, of course Wang Hao will not be used to him: "Just talk about me, then you go!"

"Cut, just go, I am physically stronger than you!"

Pjanic spoke sharply, but his feet remained motionless.

"I hate people like you who talk but don't practice."

Wang Wei waved his hand and ran to the top of the penalty area to wait for a second chance to attack.

Pjanic looked at the penalty area and shuddered, and decisively followed Wang Hao to the top of the penalty area to ambush.

Ludovic Obraniak takes the corner.

Snapped,
The ball went straight to the far point of the penalty area, and the players from both sides jumped up. Cyliak Rovion was in the right position, and shook his head to push the ball out of the penalty area.

Seeing the ball passing over his head, Wang Hao turned around to catch up and knocked back. When he ran over and Pjanic had sent the ball back to his feet, he saw Daisuke Matsui in front of him, so he had to split the ball again. , and then rushed to the restricted area.

"Pass the ball, Daniel!"

Wang Hao, who ran out of space, waved his right hand to ask for the ball. Daniel Gomez ignored it and continued to break through along the sideline, but the Le Mans full-backs have been cruising around him. Only then did the ball return to the center.

Damn, it's only now coming back.

I have no ability to stick to the ball!

Wang Hao complained in his heart, and his feet were not slow at all.

He rushed to the penalty area with the ball at high speed, saw Matsui Daisuke, kicked his right foot a few meters, accelerated and continued to rush forward.

Nani? !
Daisuke Matsui was startled.

Just now, he just felt that because he was not familiar with it, Wang Hao found a chance to pass the ball.

Now that the game has been played, Wang Hao should not have any good chances, after all, he is just a child.

But it was just a face-to-face meeting, and he was scored by the ball!

He subconsciously turned around and stretched out his right hand to pull the jersey, but he only caught a ball of air!
"Fuck, what is Little Japan doing?"

Le Mans captain Gregory Cherdan was very dissatisfied with Daisuke Matsui being passed, so he decisively showed his scissors!
call,
The sharp studs are shining under the spotlights, and the shovel will definitely hurt you.

But Wang Hao had been prepared for a long time, and suddenly stopped suddenly at the moment when he was about to hit the opponent's spikes. He pulled the ball back with a touch of his right foot, twisted his body and poked with his toes, and sent a through ball.

Snapped,
The scalpel-like precise pass hit behind Siliak Rovion, and Pjanic, who had been ambushing in the defense line for a long time, rushed to the penalty area like a gust of wind.

"Stop him!"

Le Mans boss Frederick Hanz was a little out of breath.

Don't blame him for that.

I thought that Metz was a boy who sent points, but now it seems that his team is at a disadvantage, and the first win of the season that he has been thinking about is probably lost.

This kind of blow is too big!
Are today's young people so powerful?

The Asian boy just now has very good skills, and his speed is not slow. The most important thing is that the combination of human and ball in high-speed running is perfect.

Hantz noticed that the ball never left Wang He's control every time he touched it, including lobs, which shows that he has excellent ball feel and ball control skills.

There is also Pjanic who is dribbling the ball. Such a concealed through ball was inserted at the right time.

This is slapping him in the face. I thought it was because of injuries that Metz arranged for so many young players to play.

But these young men are fucking better than first team players!

……

Pjanic didn't take it very far before he was knocked down directly by Liak Rovion.

"How are you, Mira?"

Wang Yu ran over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, this little bump won't hurt me."

But judging from the way Pjanic grinned, it must not be as easy as he said.

Wang Hao bent down and pulled him up from the turf. After careful observation, there should be nothing wrong with it, just a little flaw, and he complained: "I just ran out of the gap, and you passed it solo. Why are you still dribbling the ball?" .”

"hey-hey."

Pjanic smirked and said nothing.

Hehe, do you think you are Director Zhang?

Wang Xi kicked when he went up, because he didn't dare to use his strength just after being knocked down.

Pjanic dodged with a playful smile, possibly pulling down the hit shoulder, took a breath, and quickly waved his hands in surrender: "I just want to score in the first team before you."

"Damn it, you bastard..."

Pjanic's sense of competition is too strong, so what if he scores first?
Wang Hao felt angry and funny, and this guy would be distracted by messy things. Seeing Pjanic rubbing his shoulders there, he couldn't bear to say more, and he directly fucked Pjanic's ass. The heavy one kicked it off.

Pjanic pointed at the place where the foul was committed: "Alai, why don't you go up and try?"

Only then did Wang Hao notice that Pjanic had fallen at the top of the arc in the penalty area!

He is so familiar with this position that he can kick it within the range of the door frame even with his eyes closed.

"Anyway, the main force is injured, so you can try!"

Pjanic continued to instigate, and Wang Hao also felt that the opportunity was rare, so he took the initiative to step up and asked, "Can I play?"

Julian Cady was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Wang Hao to take a free kick.

He also heard those old players talk about Wang Ji.

The talent of the youth team was transferred due to the shortage of midfielders in the first team.

Julian Cady doesn't recognize any genius name. He just transferred to Metz this summer. After finally getting injured, he was eager to show himself. How could he easily give up this opportunity to take the penalty.

"Kick Alai!"

Tadio shouted from the sidelines, he wanted to see if Wang Hee was still as good at free kicks in the game.

"You do it."

Julian Cady tossed the ball aside, displeasure palpable.

I was also very disdainful in my heart, the genius of shit, the coach is just a fool.

Free kicks require long-term practice. No matter how talented you are, you still have to spend time building them up. Can a child with no hair yet have excellent free kick skills?
Go dream!

Julian Cady stared viciously at Wang Ji's back, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

……

　I have a bit of a cold, I will make up for it today, and I will make up for it tomorrow, as the weather cools down, everyone should wear more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)