From fans to superstars

Chapter 8 KSI Football Game

A small street court with colorful graffiti painted on the walls.

Chen Yuyuan's words detonated the entire stadium.

There was booing and whistles one after another!
Juan's friends shook him wildly, his sister raised her eyes to look at Chen Yuyuan, then lowered her head again without raising any objection.

"OK, OK, OK, I got it, okay, I promise, don't f*ck shake it!"

Juan stared at the man in front of him, and many people around him took out their mobile phones, and they would record everything that happened next.

"Hey bro, you know what? I don't care what you bet on me because you're bound to lose and you can't win!"

He spoke with a unique charm, and his whole body was swaying, the little dreadlocks on his head swayed back and forth, and the friends around him raised their hands and applauded wildly.

"I hope you're still this tough when it's over."

Chen Yuyuan smiled, and then started to move his body. The first thing the system taught him was to warm up. He didn't want to cause any damage due to insufficient warm-up.

Especially now that my body is not strong!

The people around him began to disperse slowly. After Chen Yuyuan's words spread, more and more people came here. It can be expected that after this game, no matter whether Chen Yuyuan wins or loses, his originally cooling enthusiasm will return. stand up.

Juan stepped on the ball and showed off a trick.

He jumped into the air and passed the ball under the cross of the other leg while keeping both feet on the ground.

This kind of action caused bursts of cheers and whistles from the sidelines. This kind of football atmosphere is what Chen Yuyuan likes.

After Hu An showed up, he passed the ball to Chen Yuyuan. Chen Yuyuan's body was faster than his mind!

I saw Chen Yuyuan stop the ball with a simple chest, then put his right leg on his knee, followed by his left and right shoulders, and the ball bounced around like a good baby to play with him.

Finally, he headed the ball, received the ball on the inside of his foot, and stepped on the ball with a flip, completing a series of operations.

There was bursts of applause from all around, and those who looked down on Chen Yuyuan restrained their expressions, and even Juan's complexion became a little heavy.

He could tell that Chen Yuyuan's basic skills were very solid, and he was not an unknown person.

Chen Yuyuan was also secretly surprised. He would never have been able to do this series of actions three days ago, but now he can do it without any effort.

Although he was surprised in his heart, he didn't show the slightest expression on his face. He looked at Juan indifferently and asked, "How do you compare, you or me first?"

Juan suppressed the surprise in his heart, raised his head slightly, and pointed to the fairway under Chen Yuyuan's feet: "Three goals, you start first."

Chen Yuyuan raised his eyebrows and stepped on the ball with his foot.

Because streetball has a small venue and not many participants, if you want to play well, the people inside must have good ball skills and skills, so there are also requirements for the ball.

Balls are divided into indoor and ordinary according to different requirements. Indoor balls are less elastic and suitable for ground control, while ordinary balls are more elastic and suitable for pilling.

The balls are numbered 1 to 5 from small to large.

Street football shoes use flat shoes, the upper is soft and thin, and no or thin socks are used to improve the feeling of the feet on the ball.

The one under Chen Yuyuan's feet is an ordinary ball, and this kind of ball is more suitable for showy skills.

He will also use such fancy techniques, but he is more inclined to use simple and effective methods.

"Ready? Hear my whistle!"

A man with a mustache on the long side said vaguely with a whistle in his mouth that he would act as a referee to give orders to this duel.

A confident smile appeared on Juan's face. He cast a reassuring look at his sister, but her expression was a little strange.

As the whistle blew and the game started, Chen Yuyuan stepped on the ball motionlessly and just stood there.

This kind of performance is very unstreetball.

According to the rules of streetball, shouldn't you show yourself to your heart's content and play tricks on the opponent at this time?

Juan didn't move at first, but he felt the eyes of so many people and the voices of everyone's thoughts, his psychological defense was broken.

So he took the lead in stepping forward to steal!
What Chen Yuyuan was waiting for was this moment, and he shot directly. The ball passed under Juan's feet and rolled into the net with precision.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion, and the people on the sidelines obviously did not expect such a thing to happen. Juan also bounced and roared twice, venting his dissatisfaction.

"It's your turn."

Seeing Juan jumping up and down, Chen Yuyuan shrugged and stood on the spot, waiting for Juan's kick-off. Juan held the ball and waited for the whistle to start, while his friends on the side began to play for Juan loudly. Cheer!
"Come on, Juan! Show him some power!"

"He doesn't know how to play streetball at all, let him experience it!"

"Juan! Juan!"

It can be heard from the voice that Juan is still very famous in this stadium, and the audience beside the stadium are not satisfied with Chen Yuyuan's unstreet style of play.

With the shouts, a confident smile appeared on Juan's face again, and the ball began to shake under his feet, which looked dazzling, and was occasionally provoked by him, just like juggling.

The only problem is, why didn't he move the ball for a long time?

There were waves of cheers all around, and Juan's movements became faster and faster, pulling the ball, pulling the ball, picking the ball, all kinds of movements made people overwhelmed!
"Why didn't he go up and grab it? He just watched there?"

Hu An was getting more and more panicked, his feet were a little sore, but Chen Yuyuan was still there.

He decided to take the initiative to attack and show Chen Yuyuan some strength. He glanced at the right side, intending to break through from the right side, and then shoot.

However, just as Juan made a move, a foot appeared in his ball path. Juan ran two steps forward, and then turned around, only to see the picture of the ball bouncing and rolling into the net.

"Oh!"

"Juan what are you doing?"

"Did I read it wrong, the Chinese are so good at playing football?"

The voices of discussion flooded towards Juan like waves after waves, and Juan suddenly remembered that when he went to a professional football club for an interview, the other party gave him an evaluation that was not practical.

"Don't be discouraged, there is still a ball!"

Chen Yuyuan patted Juan on the shoulder, Juan shook off Chen Yuyuan's hand, he stared at Chen Yuyuan firmly and said: "I'm not convinced, you have to beat me with streetball, not this (professional way of playing) .”

The professional style of football emphasizes simplicity and efficiency. Cristiano Ronaldo’s current style of football is very professional. When he first debuted, his purpose of playing football was to show off his skills and surpass others.
"I try my best."

Raising his hand, Chen Yuyuan moved his muscles and bones. He feels very good now. Three days of juggling the ball not only improved his sense of the ball, but also improved his reaction speed and concentration. Now when he kicks the ball, his concentration is completely Concentrating on the ball, the reaction is also quite quick, as if someone hit his knee with a small hammer. (knee jerk reflex)

The ball returned to Chen Yuyuan's feet, and the people on the sidelines were ready to shoot with their mobile phones.

They whispered, the news that Chen Yuyuan decided to be extravagant had already spread, and they were all looking forward to Chen Yuyuan's performance.

Juan rushed up aggressively, with a big movement, somewhat resentful.

With a smile on the corner of Chen Yuyuan's mouth, he pulled the ball with his toe and passed through his crotch. Ju An hurriedly turned around, and Chen Yuyuan pulled with his toe again, piercing him again.

Juan turned around again, and this time Chen Yuyuan simply kicked the ball with his heel and went through it again!
Juan's face turned red, and the audience on the sidelines also let out exclamations and laughter one after another. Chen Yuyuan felt very good. The ball under his feet was like a friend who had known him for many years. The two cooperated closely and cooperated tacitly. !

He caught up with the ball and headed towards the goal, occasionally stepping on his bicycle twice!
Juan still didn't give up, he quickly posted over, trying to steal it, but he snatched an empty space.

He poked his head and saw that the ball was picked up, and then Chen Yuyuan pinched his knees and caught him squarely!

He also knows this action, and he uses it very well, but at this time, it is used by this Chinese to show off his face!
He was teased back and forth, and the ridiculous thing is that he asked for it himself!

Chen Yuyuan saw that Juan had lost his fighting spirit and had no intention of continuing. He simply knocked the ball into the net and ended this match.

The stadium cheered one after another, and Juan's sister was wrapped up in front of Chen Yuyuan!
People around are shouting: "Kiss one, kiss one!"

Juan looked embarrassed, and looked at his younger sister, who was reluctant (shy), gritted her teeth in pain (smiling from ear to ear), and reluctantly was pushed in front of Chen Yuyuan (half pushed, half pushed).

Just when the two were about to complete the bet, Juan spoke!

"Do you know KSI football games?"

(End of this chapter)