My perfect shot surprised the whole world

"Clara, who are these three idiots? Why are they like mad dogs?" Lin Ran who was on the side couldn't help but uttered a sound when he saw his companion being ridiculed.

Hearing Lin Ran's words, the three of them who were still laughing triumphantly stopped their laughter at the same time, and looked at Lin Ran fiercely.

"Asian boy, are you looking for death? Believe it or not, I will beat you out of shit?" Fernando threatened with a fierce face.

"I don't believe it. If you dare to do it, I'll let you taste the power of our Chinese Kungfu." Lin Ran said as he made a martial arts starting gesture, with a look of welcome to the battle.

This time really bluffed the other party, the prestige of Huaguo Kungfu still made the three big men on the opposite side a little afraid.

The few people were in a stalemate for a few seconds. A young man next to Fernando pulled Fernando's clothes and said, "Fernando, if you fight here, you will be kicked out. If you want to deal with that kid, you have to wait until the trial training is over."

Hearing the young man's words, Fernando secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but on the surface he still looked reluctant, and said angrily to Lin Ran: "You're lucky, kid, you'd better pray that you don't run into me on the field, or I will I will let you know what happened to Fernando who offended me."

The three of them walked towards one side while talking, and turned their heads to stare at them fiercely while walking.

It wasn't until the three of them walked away that Clara on the side let out a sigh of relief, and said worriedly, "Lin, you offended Fernando, and he will definitely retaliate. You have to be careful."

"It's okay, I'll be careful. What does this guy do? Looks arrogant?"

"He is the main central defender of the team next door to our community. This guy is notorious in our community. Every year in the community game, someone will be injured because of his fierce defense. Last year, my good friend Fausto was tackled by him. , has not returned to normal until now, you must know that he is a striker who has been given high hopes by our community, but now he can only bid farewell to his beloved football."

Clara said sadly.

"It's okay, I'll teach them a lesson for you," Lin Ran said loyally.

Hearing Lin Ran's words, Clara seemed to feel better.

When I was about to say something, I suddenly heard someone in the crowd say: "The coach is here, stand up quickly!"

Lin Ran looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s with a medium build and a serious face walking over.

Behind him was a man in his 30s, holding a notebook in his hand, who seemed to be the assistant of the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man walked up to the group of young players who were waiting for the trial training, and first scanned the audience with his eagle-like sharp eyes.

When everyone became nervous, he said: "I am Flores, the head coach of the Atletico Madrid youth team, and beside me is my assistant coach Moya."

"First of all, I welcome you to choose to come here for trial training. Atletico Madrid is a great club. Many talented players have come out of here. Raul and Torres have all been trained here."

"If you can pass the trial training today, you may also become the next Raul, the next Torres."

Flores' words made the eyes of the young players glow with longing. Who wouldn't want to become a much-anticipated star like Raul and Torres.

But then Flores changed the subject and said seriously: "We only need to recruit five players for today's trial training, but there are 47 applicants, so today we have to go through a series of selections, and I only want the best. "

This sentence immediately made everyone on the field nervous, and looked at the people around them with vigilance, because these people around them would soon become competitors.

Seeing the effect of his words, the corners of Flores' lips turned up slightly, and continued: "Next we will have a group confrontation, and the specific rules will be explained by Coach Moya later. Alright, boys, come up with your best Come and fight for this chance that may change your destiny.”

After Flores finished speaking, he nodded to Moya behind him, and then walked to the coach's bench beside him.

Moya, with a beard on his face, stepped forward and said loudly: "According to the information you provided, we have divided you into four teams according to the position on the field, and you will fight in groups of two. The game time is 45 Minutes, we will score according to your performance in the game, and the five people with the highest final score will stay."

"Now the person whose name I read, come up and get the game vest."

"Castro! Red goalkeeper."

"Morales! Red left winger."

"Gonzalez! Yellow guard."

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As the names were pronounced one by one, young people walked out of the crowd one by one, and went up to take their own vests.

The vests are divided into two types, red and yellow, representing the red team and the yellow team respectively.

"Clella! The left midfielder of the red team."

Clara, who heard his name, hurried forward and took his own red vest. His number was No. 11.

"Huh? This...Lin...Ran! Red team forward."

Obviously, this tongue-twisting Chinese name made Moya stutter, but his good professionalism made him adjust quickly.

Hearing his name, Lin Ran immediately walked out of the crowd, stepped forward to take his own vest, the number on the vest was 10, a very good number.

Seeing Lin Ran, a Chinese man with black hair and yellow skin, Mo Ya was a little surprised, but he quickly smiled and said, "Hua Guo boy, welcome to the Atletico Madrid youth training camp, play well in a while, I am optimistic about you."

"Thank you, I will work hard." Lin Ran had a good impression of the bearded man in front of him.

Moya finished reading his name quickly, and the people whose names were called were divided into two teams according to the color of their vests, and they all stood on the court, waiting for the start of the game.

Chapter 3 The Game Begins

Standing in the line, Lin Ran suddenly felt that someone was watching him.

Turning his head to look, he saw Fernando, who was in the opposite yellow team, who had clashed with him just now, was staring at him fiercely.

Seeing him looking over, Fernando showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and wiped Lin Ran's neck.

Seeing the other party's actions, Lin Ran smiled indifferently and did not respond.

And Clara beside him whispered in Lin Ran's ear worriedly: "You must be careful about Fernando in a while, he is following you."

Lin Ran nodded slightly, but actually he didn't care about Fernando.

Now he is worried about whether his performance can conquer the coach and let him stay, so as to complete the task of the system.

After all the players on both sides are in their positions, the referee blows his whistle and the game officially begins.

In the beginning, Lin Ran's red team kicked off first.

As a striker, Lin Ran tapped the ball to Clara behind him in the middle circle, and he quickly ran towards the opponent's backcourt.

Seeing Lin Ran's speed, the head coach Flores who was sitting on the sidelines nodded slightly, and said to Moya who had just walked beside him: "That No. 10 on the field has a good speed, pay more attention later."

Mo Ya casually flipped through the notebook in his hand, and recognized that No. 10 was Lin Ran, and said with a smile, "That's a boy from Huaguo. His body looks a little thin, but he is a handsome young man."

"Oh, Hua people? I heard that there is a football desert. It seems that there are no Chinese players playing here in Spain."

"Yes, Lord Flores, I heard that there are Chinese nationals in the Premier League and Bundesliga, but the results seem to be mediocre."

"Really? I hope this kid's performance won't be too disappointing. I'm still very curious about Huaguo."

"Yes, that is an ancient and mysterious country. It is incredible to hear that there are more than one billion people there."

"A population of more than one billion! Oh, my God! It's unbelievable, it must be a huge market. If this kid can be selected for our youth team, maybe the club can try to develop the market there. Oh! Shet! What did you play?" Shit stuff!"

I saw Flores, who was still looking forward to the huge market of Huaguo just now, let out an angry roar, which scared the staff around him to look sideways.

And the culprit who caused all this was the Hua country boy on the field.

Just now Lin Ran was swimming at the front of the penalty area, looking for a gap in the opponent's defense, when he suddenly received a half-high ball from diagonally behind.

Due to the sudden passing of the ball and the fast speed of the ball, Lin Ran stopped the ball immediately.

The football was stopped three meters in front of him, and when he wanted to chase it again, he saw a yellow figure stretching out his foot in front of him to stop the ball.

Then he passed Lin Ran with a fake move like a showmanship, and then made a big long pass before Lin Ran counterattacked, and kicked the ball to the frontcourt.

Only then did Lin Ran see clearly that it was the big Fernando who stopped his football.

Fernando showed a fierce expression at Lin Ran, and when he ran past him, he deliberately bumped his shoulder with his shoulder and said, "Boy, with me here, you don't want to get the ball today."

Lin Ran was knocked into a stagger, and anger rose in his heart, and he was about to go up to find trouble for the other party, but thinking about the system tasks, he forced himself to bear it again.

He just spat hard and continued to join the game.

Seeing that Lin Ran didn't dare to come up, Fernando felt even more proud, and defended Lin Ran even more closely.

The two teams participating in this game are impromptu teams, so there is no concept of tacit cooperation at all.

Everyone wants to stick to their feet when they get the ball, and they will never pass the ball to others unless it is absolutely necessary.

This led to an extremely ugly scene. Everyone was fighting on their own, relying on their personal abilities to rush from left to right until they finally lost the ball.

As a striker, Lin Ran needs the midfield to deliver shells to him, but in this situation, who will pass the ball to him? Why don't you try to break through and shoot when you have the ball.

So, ten minutes into the game, Lin Ran has basically never touched the ball except for the pass he received just now.

Seeing Lin Ran's performance, Flores shook his head in disappointment off the field.

"Moya, it seems that Chinese people are really not suitable for playing football."

"Maybe, maybe their talents are in small balls like table tennis, and big balls like football. They are born without this gene." Moya also shook his head and smiled wryly.

Flores no longer paid attention to Lin Ran, but observed other players. After watching for a while, he said with some disappointment: "None of these players on the field can meet my requirements. Now it seems that only the 11 players of the red team The big man No. 19 of No. [-] and Team Yellow is barely passable, you can observe them two more in a while."

"Oh, yes, sir."

Moya quickly agreed, and then opened the book in his hand that recorded the personnel information. He saw that the name of the 11th team in the red team was Clara, and the 19th team number in the yellow team was named Fernando.

At this time, the game had been going on for nearly 10 minutes, and the first goal finally appeared.

This goal was scored by the yellow team's striker No. 15, a white boy.

After scoring the goal, the Caucasian guy seemed very excited. He slid and knelt on the turf, made a victory gesture with both hands, and waited for his teammates to come up and celebrate with him.

What frustrates him is that his teammates are not very excited, just a few teammates who are close to him, ran over and patted him on the shoulder, and then ran away. The others didn't even have the intention to come up.

This frustrates the white guy a bit.

In fact, this situation is very normal. You must know that this is a trial training competition. Everyone is vying for the five trial training places. Everyone wants to shine in the competition and be retained in the end.

No one wants to be compared by others, so seeing the guy score a goal, as his teammate, he should be more jealous than happy. Under such circumstances, how could he come up to celebrate with him.

As for the red team, as the side that was scored, it was even more frustrating. No one wanted to be the loser in such a game.

So after kick-off again, the red team started a more crazy attack, and even several defenders were almost pressing near the center line.

Lin Ran, the striker of the red team, had already entered the opponent's penalty area.

He can clearly feel that if he can get the ball at this time, he has full confidence to score the ball. This feeling does not come out of thin air, it should be the perfect shooting ability that brings him the confidence.

This feeling is not your imagination, but a real belief.It seems to be a kind of fanciful confidence in a skill that has been honed through thousands of tempers.

It's just a pity that he can't get the ball now.

All he has is perfect shooting skills, but other skills are really bad, such as running positions, grabbing points in front of the goal, stealing, dribbling, these skills are all bad.

This caused others to pass the ball to him. Sometimes he couldn't catch it well, and he didn't cooperate with his teammates very well. After going back and forth a few times, his teammates were unwilling to pass the ball to him.

The most troublesome thing is that he is accompanied by a big man.

Fernando is like a dog skin plaster. Every time Lin Ran takes the ball, he will always be destroyed by the opponent immediately.