Football: The strongest post-zero generation

"Sure, buddy! Keep it hidden!"

"You're not here to torture food, are you?"

"Looking at how young you are and how familiar you are, with your height and footwork, are you one of Hengtai's echelon players?"

"Why do you still play goalkeeper? You play forward and I'll guard the goal!"

…

Li Qing scored two wonderful long-range shots in a row, and his teammates were full of praise, so he couldn't help but ran to the front to play forward.

As a result, the other party was miserable.

Every time Li Qing takes the ball to break through and shoot, he can assist the goal scorer, but sometimes it is a pity that even the empty goal can be missed due to the limited strength of his teammates.

In thirty minutes, Li Qing scored more than ten goals, but he didn't calculate the exact number.

Li Qing, who still wanted to continue playing football, saw his girlfriend Tong Shenbing making a gesture to check the time, and said helplessly to his teammates: "Brothers, my girlfriend called me, goodbye."

"Brother, can you leave us a WeChat message? Let's play football together next time?"

The player who spoke was the player who had been replaced by Li Qing earlier.

"We will meet if we are destined."

Li Qing left the other party with a great back view.

Although Li Qing was sweating from playing football, Tong Shenbing didn't mind it at all. Just when the two of them turned around to leave the football field, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of them.

Tong Shenbing looked at him warily, and Li Qing raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, who are you?"

"Ahem~"

The uncle coughed slightly and said awkwardly: "Can you not say your name?"

Except for Tong Shenbing who remained vigilant, even Li Qing frowned and looked at the unnamed uncle with an unkind expression: "What do you think?"

The uncle looked a little depressed, but thinking that the young man in front of him was talented in football and did not look like a South Vietnamese, he slowly introduced himself: "My name is Liu Beixi..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Shenbing, who grew up in Nanling, couldn't help but smile.

"why are you laughing?"

Li Qing looked at Tong Shenbing in confusion. Uncle Liu Beixi looked very embarrassed. He already knew that the girl was a local or had been here for a long time. She had been laughed at by the locals countless times over the years because of her name, but he The name is very meaningful in the north of my hometown.

However, the land of South Vietnam is very troublesome, and the Mandarin pronunciation of Liu Beixi happens to be the history of nose-picking in South Vietnamese.

Tong Shenbing suppressed her laughter and explained: "I just remembered a very funny thing, I couldn't help it, I'm sorry."

Seeing that Li Qing's expression did not change, Liu Beixi continued, "I am a scout from Nanling Fuheng..."

Li Qing interrupted the other party's introduction: "Uncle, what's your name? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

"Liu Beixi." Uncle Liu Beixi introduced himself again with a red face.

"Oh..." Li Qing read the name thoughtfully: "Liu... north... which north? North of southeast, northwest, northwest?"

Liu Beixi looked at Li Qing resentfully. When he saw the other party's serious look, without any intention of ridicule, he knew that the other party was just curious about his name, so he had to explain: "Yes, it is the north of the north, the banquet seat."

"By the way, Uncle Liu Beixi, what...do you do?"

"I am a scout from Nanling Fuheng. I see that you have excellent football skills and talent. I wonder if you are interested in joining the Fuheng family?"

Liu Beixi said solemnly: "Now our head coach Shi Dugaoyu likes to use young players, and the Football Association has a U23 protection policy. With your conditions, you will definitely be able to play in the game. In the future..."

Li Qing rolled his eyes. As Liverpool's leading striker and a world-class superstar, how could he possibly play in the Chinese Super League?

So he interrupted the other party directly: "Uncle Liu Beixi, I'm really sorry. I'm really not interested in Fuheng. Goodbye."

With that said, he took Tong Shenbing's little hand and walked around Liu Beixi towards the exit.

Liu Beixi obviously didn't want to miss a talented player like Li Qing. He trotted up to Li Qing and said, "How about I leave you a phone number? If you figure it out, you can call me."

"No."

Li Qing shook his head and said firmly.

"Kid, do you know what you lose by rejecting me?"

Li Qing took Tong Shen Bing's little hand and walked straight forward without looking back.

Seeing that Li Qing had no intention of stopping, Liu Beixi said loudly from behind: "You will miss the perfect opportunity to marry Bai Fumei and reach the peak of your life! You will regret it!"

…

Li Qing walked out of the stadium and suddenly remembered something. He turned to Tong Shenbing and asked: "Bingbing, what were you laughing at just now?"

"Don't you know what 'Liu Beixi' means in the land of South Vietnam?"

Tong Shen Bing couldn't help but ask, the smile on her eyebrows very obvious.

"I do not know."

Seeing Li Qing shaking his head again, Tong Shen Bing could only explain with blank eyes.

"Pfft~"

Li Qing laughed subconsciously after hearing the explanation, and said with a breathless laugh: "You South Vietnamese are so bad, you even translated other people's names as nose-picking history! Even though I have received professional training, I couldn't hold it back. No wonder you laugh out loud."

…

Liu Beixi thought he had met an undiscovered super football genius in the university town, but he was surprised that he was not interested. When he returned home at night, he was very depressed.

Born in the awkward years between the 1970s and 1980s, he is still relatively fashionable. Log in to understand the ball emperor to see if there are any interesting news reports.

Soon, he saw a very interesting hot news on the homepage, titled: Suspected Red Army supernova Li Qing appeared at the Nanling University Town Football Stadium.

"Li Qing showed up at the football field in Nanling University Town?"

Liu Beixi raised his eyebrows and opened the article. Wasn't the photo on the page the boy who rejected him?

Below the photo, there were several front and side photos.

In the comment area, there were also videos posted by friends who knew him, which showed some of Li Qing's goals in 30 minutes.

"Oh my god! This is really Li Qing!"

"No way? He actually came to Kung Fu Country Nanling? It's unscientific!"

"It's unscientific! No wonder I always felt a little familiar when I played football with him. It turned out to be Li Qing!"

"I really envy the people above who can play with world-class stars on the same field. Did you leave your WeChat?"

...

There were countless comments under each comment, which made Liu Beixi feel ashamed.

Through the photos and comments from friends who knew him, he finally confirmed that the boy who rejected him was Li Qing who suddenly appeared at the beginning of this year.

He was the top scorer of Liverpool, a top European giant, but he foolishly invited him to join Fuhang, which was equivalent to pulling a core member of a top ten Fortune 500 company to join a small company that had just been established not long ago.

"Luckily no one recognized me, otherwise it would be a disaster..."

Before he finished his muttering, he saw a hot topic titled: Fuhang scout Liu Beixi is suspected of poaching Red Army star Li Qing.

"@#￥% # ￥"