When everyone saw Wang Le's continuous use of oxtail and croquettes, these two fancy and practical football technical movements like juggling, they were completely stunned.

You must know that today's game is not a Brazilian professional football league, just an ordinary amateur game, how can anyone make such beautiful and difficult technical moves, but the appearance of Wang Le changed all this.

He was like an evil dragon that suddenly burst into the sheep of the steppe and ravaged them to his heart's content.

In Huaxia's words, how can a group of fireflies compete with the bright moon!

But the ravage is far from over, I saw Wang Le shake the opponent's two defenders, and then took the ball into the big penalty area in three or two steps, at this time five or six players behind were catching up quickly, but compared with Wang Dashao's speed, it was as slow as a snail to make people have a toothache.

At this time, the tall Brazilian goalkeeper saw that Wang Le had passed the defenders on his side, and he was left alone to face the menacing guy, so he had no choice but to abandon the door and attack.

Immediately, Wang Le's speed did not decrease, and he rushed to the goalkeeper face to face, and when there was only one meter left, Wang Le made a left-footed shot to force the opponent to follow and crooked his hands to block the shooting route.

Thinking that Wang Le's shot was fake and the ball was real, he directly dialed the ball to the right, and then quickly rushed over the left side of the goalkeeper who was about to fall to the ground with the ball.

At this time, there was no one in front of Wang Le, facing the empty goal, and he easily pushed the football into the goal.

Suddenly, the surrounding onlookers cheered in unison, cheering loudly for Wang Le, who was riding alone for thousands of miles, and the whistles were one after another.

At this time, Zhong Nianhuang in the crowd on the sidelines took a deep breath and spit out, and the surprise in his eyes never disappeared from Wang Le starting to dribble the ball to shooting the football into the goal.

"Is this guy an excellent professional football player in another layer of identity in China?"

Zhong Nianhuang, like Lu Ang at the beginning, as an excellent spy officer, has already seen that Wang Le did not show his true face, and at this time, when he saw Wang Le's superb football skills, he couldn't help but make associations in his heart.

However, this idea was rejected in Zhong Nianhuang's mind for a moment, because there are no such high-level football players in Huaxia at all!

"Zhong, this friend of yours can play in our domestic professional league. At this time, the temporary coach standing next to Zhong Nianhuang said with certainty.

"Huh!" Zhong Nianhuang suddenly rolled his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "Let a killer who walks in the dark all year round run to the stadium under the eyes of everyone to play football, and a madman will do this!"

Just when the two were chatting, a new round of offense and defense had already begun on the field, and Wang Le once again fell into the previous state of running without the ball, not slow or fast, but everyone no longer dared to underestimate him like before.

On the field, only people with strength will be respected, and soon, Wang Le is no longer alone as before, and his teammates began to agree, and they are also convinced that they are willing to pass the football at their feet to him, so that this guy can break through the opponent's defense.

And Wang Le did not disappoint his teammates, he was still full of impact, and in the following time, he completely disrupted the opponent's entire half-court defense between the left and right rushes.

Speed again!

Piercing the crotch! Non-stop crotch piercing!

Croquettes, oxtail passing, pendulum passing, Marseille slalom...

One by one, the technical movements that dazzled everyone and were loved by Brazilians were played by Wang Le one after another.

And then came the goal.

The scorpion swings its tail and scores twice.

Upside-down golden hook, hat trick.

The fish jumped to the top, and the big four were happy.

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The cheers and whistles on the sidelines could not stop every time Wang Le touched the ball and ran and then shot, making this stadium a stage for Wang Dashao's free performance.

The onlookers around the stadium became more and more crowded in the end, vying to witness Wang Le's textbook-like wonderful passing and final shooting action, which made all the players on the other side completely collapse in the end, and fled one after another like a change of lights.

This situation lasted until Wang Dashao was completely happy and abused the other party to make him feel bored, and then put away his jokes and took the initiative to beckon for a replacement.

In the applause of the audience and the warm cheers of the whole stadium, Wang Le wiped his sweat and walked off the court to Zhong Nianhuang's side.

"Brother Jia, you can enter the national team to participate in the World Cup. In the noisy noise, Zhong Nianhuang shouted loudly at Wang Le.

Wang Dashao laughed and took the mineral water in Zhong Nianhuang's hand and twisted the bottle cap open, and after drinking it, he responded jokingly and loudly: "Enter the national team? I don't want these legs to be scrapped by red-eyed teammates." ”

As soon as the words fell, the temporary coach standing next to him squeezed to the two of them and began to speak Portuguese that Wang Le did not understand.

"The coach asked me if you would be interested in staying in Brazil and playing professionally, he could be your football agent. Zhong Nianhuang translated to Wang Le with a strange smile.

"Eh!" Wang Le touched his nose with some tears and laughter, and then replied: "You tell him that I am not a professional player, I just came to the country of football today, and I played on a whim." ”

Zhong Nian smiled, glanced at Wang Le meaningfully, and said half-jokingly: "Brother Jia, I have been in Brazil for so many years, and I know a little about football, with your skills, it is a pity not to be a football player, and it will be a big loss for Chinese football!"

Wang Le also looked at Zhong Nianhuang meaningfully, and replied with a smile: "Brother Zhong must have not returned to Huaxia for many years, and there is a popular saying in my hometown recently, saying that a tailor who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good driver, but I have no ambition, so it's best to do the most familiar old business!"

"What does it mean that a tailor who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good driver?" Zhong Nianhuang couldn't help but look confused and blurted out.

I saw Wang Le laughing, showing a playful look, and replied: "Find Du Niang." ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Le didn't pay attention to Zhong Nianhuang anymore, because he didn't have the leisure to talk nonsense with the Brazilian coach of chickens and ducks.

Immediately, I saw Wang Dashao squeeze away the people who had already paid attention to him, and strode outside the park.

"Du Niang, what does this mean?"

Zhong Nianhuang, who had a question mark on his head, squeezed through the crowd while confused, and quickly chased after Wang Le, who had already walked away, ignoring the Brazilian coach who was shouting behind him to be Wang Dashao's football agent...