Goodbye national football!I have the opening goal card!

Chapter 2 [002] A competition to rectify the name of Asians
[Congratulations to the host for getting the Banana Ball Mandatory Card! 】

[The trigger condition is valid 15 minutes before the opening, and there is only one chance per game]

[The rules of the card are that you can face the goal in eight directions, ignore the laws of physics, and shoot banana balls with different forward and reverse arcs with your big feet]

[The advanced condition is that as long as you score 25 goals or more for your club, you can trigger skill evolution]

"I'll go, this golden finger is incredible!"

Although Xu Tie was a little confused, he was deeply shocked.

He knew very well about the banana ball. It was a superb skill that only some international superstars with super strong legs could shoot.

It's not that ordinary people can't do it, but it means that the practicality of ordinary people's shots is not as pure and practical as that of international stars.

For ordinary people, hitting a banana ball in training or entertainment games occasionally happens.

However, really applying this technique to some important domestic or inter-club competitions requires very superb skills.

It is a technique that can be easily used to exert force.

And in the skill, there are eight directions specifically marked for pulling out such banana balls.

Doesn't that mean, up, down, left, right, upper left, upper right, lower left, lower right, these eight lines can be attacked?

Just thinking about it is exciting!

This is even more dreamy than the game Hot Football!
Xu Tie was so excited that he looked back again. The triggering time of this skill is usually within the first 15 minutes.

This means that you must receive the ball within the opening and have the ball at your feet in order to trigger this skill. This is not a problem.

For Xu Tie, as long as he runs more, he will definitely be able to create opportunities for himself.

Moreover, this skill has almost become a rule on the court.

As we all know, rules cannot be changed.

In other words, as long as Xu Tie uses his time reasonably in every game and has the ball at his feet, he can definitely score.

These two conditions are easily satisfied.

One goal per game. According to this scoring rate, even Ronaldo and Zidane in ancient times would be difficult to achieve such a scoring rate.

Even if he doesn't score again in the rest of the time, he is still a major contributor to this game.

And the rest of the time, he can run freely on the court and create opportunities for his teammates.

If he feels tired, he can ask the coach to take him off the field.

Of course, if the coach disagrees, then he just stands on the court and doesn't move. Anyway, he scored a goal, which is a great contribution, and others don't dare to say anything.

Holding back his excitement, Xu Tie speeded up packing his luggage.After a while, he finished packing his luggage and pulled the suitcase out of his dormitory.

When passing by the stadium, Xu Tie saw from a distance the coach of the youth training team, Yang Wei, with a new face, explaining something on the green field.

Xu Tie had never seen that new face before, but his jersey number was exactly the same as his own, and he was standing in the same position he originally played.

Obviously, the fool also knows that this is the person who coach Yang Wei replaced him behind the scenes.

As if feeling Xu Tie's cold gaze, coach Yang Wei also turned around, glanced at Xu Tie, smiled contemptuously, turned his head and whispered a few words to the new face.

Unexpectedly, the new face suddenly began to juggle the ball, pretending to be training, and Hua Lengzi suddenly kicked the football. The football was blown by the strong wind and shot off the court, heading straight for Xu Tie's face.

"Haha, you're just a small-time person who knows how to do anything!"

Xu Tie did not dodge.

Facing the football coming with strong wind, he went up instead, lifted the instep of his right foot, and volleyed fiercely.

The soccer ball returned at a faster speed, rubbing against the ear of the new face, flew directly into the goal, propped up the net high, and spun several times in the net before falling down.

Obviously, although Xu Tie's random shot did not trigger the skill, but with the banana ball guaranteed to score, his confidence has quietly increased a lot, and the force of the shot is two or three times stronger than before. times. "Dirty place!"

Xu Tie left without saying a word, and strode away without looking back.

Under the gaze of coach Yang Wei and the new face, he dragged his suitcase and strode out of the green field.

……

Three days later, a sunny morning.

After getting off the plane, Xu Tie finally returned to the Bundesliga Stuttgart Club with his suitcase in hand after many twists and turns.

On the green field, young people from all over the world with different hairstyles, pupils and skin colors have been training on the court early in passing the ball, including physical fitness, and it is a thriving scene.

It was completely different from the decadent scene in the Xia National Football Youth Training Camp.

Xu Tie took a deep breath and strode toward the players' dormitory, pulling the box with him.

Sure enough, the positive aspects made him feel much better.

And it seems that the eleven main players are all present, and there should be a training match with the substitutes.

The Stuttgart club does not mandate who is the main player, but selects different main players in each period through the survival of the fittest in each training match.

This good competition mechanism maintains the vitality within the team.

Unlike in China, relying on connections, background, or even drinking is so absurd.

Xu Tie is full of confidence in everything here. When he plays again, he believes that he will be completely different from before.

"Thomas, isn't that person Xu Tie? I remember that he went back to China to participate in the national team selection a while ago. Why did he come back so soon?"

"Then I don't know. It's very likely that he is not good enough and was not selected by the coach of their national team. That is the biggest possibility."

"Yes, I heard that although Xia Guo's football is not strong, I believe it is not that easy to join the national team. There are many experts there, and Xu Tie is on our side. His quality and intelligence are average, and he can run His ability is also average. Although he has improved a lot in the past two years here, he still should not be qualified to enter the national team."

"Stop talking, save some face for this yellow-skinned boy. We all come from different countries, so we must consider other people's hearts. After all, the physiques of Asians are far inferior to those of us Africans, Europeans, or Americans..."

Not to mention the players, even the coach Matarazzo, an old gentleman with white hair, looked at Xu Tie from a distance with a bit of sadness.

He has coached football youth training camps in various countries for many years and has a deep understanding of Xia Guo’s football situation.

Let alone mid-to-lower level players like Xu Tie, even players with top abilities would have a hard time joining the Xia National Football Team without strength and background, especially money.

In recent years, he has also heard that the selection criteria for the national football team members of the Xia Kingdom depends on how many sea cucumbers can be eaten in a meal. I wonder if the rumors are true or false?

Xu Tie has been training in the club all year round. He can understand these words nine times out of ten. He couldn't help but feel his face getting hot. He lowered his head and walked quickly past the players and coaches.

Since Xia Guo Football wants to be in the international sports world, it has to admit that it is short and stand at attention when being beaten.

After all, there was a reason why he was looked down upon by others, and he had nothing to say.

Even when he himself went back this time, he was stunned.

locker room.

Xu Tie silently changed his jersey and put on his socks on the bench, with sadness and anger in every movement.

In this intra-team competition, he must let all the players and coaches know.

Even a yellow-skinned kid can still make his mark in international football.

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