A sliding tackle at the beginning, I am a star in Great Britain

Chapter 1 The old man watched the game from the sidelines?Labor and management are like a sliding shovel!
2011 12 Month 27 Day.

Manchester City, Carrington Training Base.

On the lawn in front of the vaulted building, players in yellow and green vests were fighting fiercely, shouting endlessly.

Wang Shen stared blankly at the field, his thoughts had not yet recovered from the matter of crossing, the memories of the original owner of the body had flooded in:

Wang Shen, born in Portugal on June 1995, 6, trained at Sporting Lisbon as a child, then settled in Manchester with his family and entered the Carrington training base for training.

Manchester United's U10 career is his highlight moment. As a striker, he can't say that he scored like a ball, but his talent is enough to be valued by the team.

But only two years later, he had to give up the striker position and retreat to the midfield to maintain his competitiveness on the court.

Another year, he had no choice but to retreat to the backcourt due to his lack of talent, so as to ensure that he could still stay in the Carrington training base instead of being eliminated.

When he was thirteen that year, with his hands in his pockets, he watched his peer James Wilson gallop across the green field, not knowing what an opponent was.

That afternoon, in the dark corridor of the office area, he kicked the wall again and again, the wall debris fell to the ground, and the sound of dreams shattered echoed in the corridor.

At that time he wanted to say goodbye to football, but the old man encouraged him, and in order to stay in Carrington he chose to build muscle.

In three years, at the age of 16, he has been promoted to Manchester United U18.

Is it because of talent?

Is it because of hard work?

Is it because the future is promising?

No, neither.

Just because at the age of 16, he has strong muscles, a positive attitude, and clean feet. He is an indispensable tool for geniuses.

If all goes well, he will go all the way up, with an unenviable salary, and take the path of a tool man to retirement.

But he didn't have that chance anymore, because Wang Shen had already replaced him.

And before the child's thoughts completely disappeared, the one thing he cared about the most...

Wang Shen turned his head and looked towards the edge of the court. Sir Alex Ferguson was chewing gum, looking at the court with deep eyes.

'Is it to play a game for him? '
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"Evans really needs two weeks off?"

Reserve manager Warren Joyce approached Sir Alex Ferguson and asked with a frown.

Sir Alex Ferguson: "Yes."

"Jones and Smalling are still sick, Ferdinand has a back injury..."

"Warren!"

Sir Alex Ferguson stared at Warren. "We're in a tough place, but we're going to win, aren't we?"

"Yes, we'll win because you're here."

Warren said firmly, but after Sir Alex Ferguson looked away from his face, there was still an uncontrollable flash of worry in his eyes.

Including Nemanja Vidic who was reimbursed last season, Manchester United has already had five defensemen injured, plus midfielder Anderson's status is unknown, and Fletcher is reimbursed for the season...

Just catching up with the noisy neighbor in terms of points, and then caught up with the wave of injuries, and the consequences of an inadvertent army's morale are really unimaginable.

Just when Warren was worried, an accident suddenly occurred on the court.

Jesse Lingard's continuous disguises knocked Tom Thorpe of the reserve team, and the latter was unable to get up after falling to the ground, which means that he is likely to be injured.

"Pause, damn it, this is an internal training game, don't care about the details, the team doctor enters the field."

After Warren yelled, he got a headache result-Tom Thorpe was injured.

'Damn it, Sir Alex Ferguson is here to find helpers, not to watch you make injuries. '

Warren thought about turning his head to look at the seat on the side of the practice field, where the guards there were staring at him.

This is not a simple internal match of the reserve team, which can be seen from the fact that the U21 and U18 elites have been drawn to participate, not to mention Sir Alex Ferguson was present at the scene.

Everyone knows the recent situation of Manchester United, and everyone wants to show their abilities in this game, but this is what Warren is afraid of——

He really doesn't want another accident. Sir Alex Ferguson has seen too many wounded in the past month, and Warren doesn't want to add trouble to him.

"king!"

Warren looked at the end of the seat, the handsome big boy with handsome features who was in a daze.
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【Ding! 】

[Star skill system is activated]

[Host: Wang Shen]

[Comprehensive ability value: 58]

【Attack: 49】【Technology: 46】

【Movement: 58】【Power: 62】

【Psychology: 71】【Defense: 62】

[The novice gift pack is opened, and the natal star skills are being drawn...]

Wang Shen was staring blankly at the system, when suddenly he was pushed by his teammates, and when he turned around, he saw the coach waving to him.

"I?"

Wang Shen was surprised. From his memory, he was able to come here to make up the numbers. What does the coach mean?
Walking quickly to the coach, Wang Shen was led by Warren to a position away from Sir Alex Ferguson.

"King, listen up, your job is the same as usual, put pressure on the strikers, but be appropriate, keep your usual clean style, understand?"

Wang Shen blinked, thinking that I should be used as a tool, but I can't play as a defender.

Although he loved playing football in his previous life, he was an offensive midfielder who was not active in running and only good at dispatching from a distance!

"Understood, coach, just look at it!"

He blurted out fluent English, mixed with Manchester slang.

'Boy, are you so cheerful? '

Warren was taken aback by the change in his personality, but then patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to get on the court.

Wang Shen didn't waste any time, and walked into the court while checking the situation of the natal skill extraction.

"Hey King, the goal is over there."

A teammate yelled to remind him that he thought Wang Shen was going in the wrong direction, but in fact, Wang Shen just habitually walked towards the middle of the midfield.

"understand!"

Wang Shen turned around and walked towards the guard position, when a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear:
"When the Apennines breeze blows through the flowing long hair, when the azure blue of the Mediterranean shines into the deep eyes.

"When the unyieldingness of a fighter melts into the boiling blood, when the eternity of the city of Rome is written into the history of a lifetime.

"You are still calm, as quiet as water, crying when you are not sad, and ecstasy when you are not happy..."

Accompanied by a familiar voice, the system page pops up automatically, and a familiar figure appears there.

The flowing half-length hair, the handsome face like a knife, and the sky blue jersey.

Alessandro Nesta, he was slowly coming from the system screen, Wang Shen, who was on the court, hurriedly clicked the skip button in the upper right corner with his mind.

【Ding! 】

[The host obtains the life skill: Nesta's elegant sliding shovel]

[Skill introduction: For every two effective sliding tackles, one must destroy the opponent's possession of the ball]

[Compensation [-]: I am a young father! 】

[Compensation [-]: Feet, you are so beautiful! 】

[Compensation [-]: Elegant, never out of date! 】

'Skills can be understood, but what does this compensation mean? '

Looking at the skill introduction on the attribute panel, Wang Shen fell into deep doubts.

"King, fill the full-back, quick."

A hurried shout came from his ear, Wang Shen hastily turned off the system and looked to the right:

One's own full-back attacked, and the gap left by him was used by the enemy, and a familiar figure was galloping along the gap on the side.

'Come up, technical foul, or...sliding tackle? ! '

As soon as the last thought appeared, it irresistibly occupied the restless heart.

He doesn't need to rely on his own defensive ability. He hasn't had time to fully understand the defensive ability of his predecessor. Rather than making people play like a monkey, it's better to gamble on his own skills.

And once the idea was determined, Wang Shen didn't hesitate, and ran directly to the opponent.

Four meters...

Three meters...

two meters...

Flying shovel! ! !

The moment before leaving the ground, the natal technique was triggered, the body automatically fine-tuned to the left, the left leg slightly bent, and the right leg lightly swung...

"Bang~"

After the muffled sound, Wang Shen stood up directly with his hands on the ground with the rest of his skating power. The whole movement was silky smooth, as graceful as walking in the green shade.

"Damn~"

Warren, who was on the border, witnessed the whole process up close, and he burst into foul language for this beautiful slider.

Wang Shen, who stood up, was facing Sir Alex Ferguson. The distance between the two was only one meter, and their eyes even briefly looked at each other.

'So much, so much like...'

Wang Shen's sliding shovel kept replaying in the old man's mind, and this action instantly reminded him of Nesta.

Indeed, judging from the free and easy freehand brushwork of the movements, they are exactly the same, but...

"Dani, as a midfielder, you should fill this position. Pogba is not your son, so you don't have to spoil him!"

Scolding suddenly sounded, let alone the players, even the two coaches looked at Wang Shen in surprise, and Wang Shen himself was not much better.

He suddenly understood the meaning of [Compensation [-]: I'm a tender dad], and this temper is indeed called 'the dad on the court'.

"Look what I'm doing, Pogba, I didn't tackle your leg, and your possession of the ball."

Wang Shen backed away with a roar, and exchanged glances with Sir Ferguson again.

And Pogba, who was yelled at, also woke up from the shock and went to pick up the ball honestly.

"Whoo~"

Taking advantage of the attention of everyone being attracted by Pogba picking up the ball, Wang Shen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What he just blurted out made him uneasy. After all, as a traditional Dragon Country person, modesty is a virtue, restraint is maturity, but...

This feeling of completely ignoring other people's thoughts and wantonly saying what's in my heart...

That's cool!

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(End of this chapter)