Chapter 11 Amateur Competition

It's been more than two months since Blake's arrival, and it's already summer vacation. Liu Haoxuan has also experienced two months of devil training, from the initial exhaustion every day, to the later slowly adapted, but whenever Liu Haoxuan faces Blake's watch Xiàn a little relaxed, Blake will upgrade the training version, and now Liu Haoxuan's training intensity is Hell 4.0. I don't know if there will be Hell 18.0 in the future, Liu Haoxuan sometimes secretly speculates, but if there really is, layer by layer, Liu Haoxuan believes that unless it is an alien species, no one can stick to it as a normal earthling.

The strange thing is that Blake, who has never given up without squeezing every bit of strength out of Liu Haoxuan's body, only let Liu Haoxuan do some exercises like warm-up training today, mainly to relax his body and make his body flexible.

On the way home, Liu Haoxuan finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, "Lao Bu, you took the wrong medicine today." I don't even feel like I'm sweating with this amount of training. As he spoke, he deliberately shook his arms and legs to show that he hadn't used his strength yet.

Blake glanced at Liu Haoxuan and said, "It's just a little sunny day before the storm comes, I have arranged a quiz for you today, if you can't satisfy me." Hey, then get ready for the storm. ”

"What quiz?" Liu Haoxuan is excited, he likes things that are challenging, except for exams.

"There's a match for you."

"Really? That's great! Liu Haoxuan cheered. He used to like to play with other people the most, but since Blake came he said he was too weak to play with others until he met Blake's requirements. So now Liu Haoxuan is too eager to compete with others on the court.

Football is a team sport, and one-man football is always lonely.

"Is it today? With whom? Kick whom? Liu Haoxuan excitedly pulled Blake like a cannon and asked non-stop.

"You'll know when the time comes." Blake smiled mysteriously.

"Stingy." Liu Haoxuan grimaced.

After dinner in the afternoon, Blake took Liu Haoxuan early to the court agreed with Poplar the day before yesterday, which is a playground on a college campus, which has just been renovated not long ago, and the newly paved artificial turf is almost not worn.

Although Liu Haoxuan was asked to play today, Blake didn't explain anything, and Liu Haoxuan was also very excited, so he put on the equipment early and ran on the playground.

The game was scheduled for three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was about half past two that people began to come one after another. This is Liu Haoxuan, who is already bored sitting in the stands, chewing the straw for drinking drinks wrinkled and flat.

Poplar arrived at about 2:40, not too early or too late, and when he came to see Liu Haoxuan and Blake, who were bored in the stands, he stretched out his hand to say hello from a distance. "Coach Li, it's so early to bring your little nephew."

"It didn't take long, that is, just arrived." Blake responded with a smile.

"Haha, okay. Wait and see how people come, I will definitely give my little nephew a chance to play. Poplar said enthusiastically.

"Thank you so much, I'll treat you to a drink next time." Blake seemed very polite, but he was not a person who would be polite to others, and although he expressed his gratitude, there was always that faint rejection in his tone.

"Coach Li, you're welcome." Poplar didn't care either, apparently also a regular at the gym and knew Blake's temperament.

"What kind of coach is that?" The person next to him heard Poplar's words, looked at Blake curiously, and asked Poplar in a low voice.

"The trainer at the gym I often go to says I'm going to bring his nephew to see him. When it's almost over, let him come up and kick for a while. Poplar replied casually as he warmed up.

"Oh, give him my seat, I don't think it will be long." The person who spoke was fat and round, with a big beer belly, and obviously the body behind him couldn't keep up.

"We'll talk about it then." Poplar replied casually. At this time, I remembered that I forgot to ask Liu Haoxuan what position he was playing, the fat man just now was playing as a defender.

By three o'clock, the crowd had almost arrived. The Red Bull football team on Poplar's side is composed of some people who like football, from 20 years old to 40s. The average age of the opponents is much younger, and they are a mixed army of students and teachers at this university.

This is a very normal situation in Yancheng, there are often some people who know each other and like football to get together to form an amateur team, the management of the team is very loose, come when you want, and no one cares if you leave. When I have time, I get together to play, and sometimes I play with other teams in the same city.

Since it is an amateur game, there are all kinds of jerseys, but Real Madrid and Barcelona are the majority, and Argentina's No. 10 also has it. But it's also possible that Real Madrid's No.7 is playing as a defender, while Barcelona's No.10 is in goal, so it can seem funny at times.

The game is about to start, and Poplar still has two players on their way to arrive. There were only ten people on Bai Yang's side, and he didn't want Liu Haoxuan to play so early. There was no way, he had to discuss with the referee to see if he could borrow someone from the other party. The referee is also an older physical education teacher in the school, and after listening to Poplar's words, he beckoned the university team to send someone over. There were a lot of people on the college team, and they quickly picked out a big man who looked fairly strong and gave it to Poplar.

"Why didn't he let me get on." Liu Haoxuan was in a hurry.

"How do I know, maybe people want to save the killer for last." Blake teased.

"Mm-hmm, that makes sense." Liu Haoxuan actually nodded very seriously, letting Blake sweat, this kid is really thick-skinned.

"Beep~" The referee blew a whistle.

The game finally began, and since Poplar had few people on their side, let them tee off first.

Poplars played with two strikers, one of whom looked short and stout in his thirties, and the other a tall man with a bloated body wearing Real Madrid's number 7. The short and thick touched the ball to the No. 7 of Real Madrid and ran forward quickly.

At this time, the striker of the opposite college team quickly stepped forward to press, and he was very fast. Real Madrid's No. 7 calmly turned around and turned the ball to Poplar, who played the front midfield.

The university team's fast striker immediately abandoned Real Madrid's No.7 and pressed for Poplar. Poplar calmly made a left pass, then stepped over the ball of his right foot without touching the ball, and then struck to the right. Real Madrid's No. 7 came and braked in time, rushed past and did not touch the ball. Poplar easily swept past him with the ball. It can be seen from this action. As the captain, Poplar still has some skills. After shaking off his opponent, Poplar did not continue to carry forward, but distributed the ball to the wide man who was inserted from the right Lu.

The wing-back on the right was not very fast, but he was very technical, and he stopped the ball steadily and drove forward. Seeing that someone was forced to grab it, he didn't overtake them, but passed the ball back to the middle and made a beautiful one-two with Poplar.

Because the game has just begun, the opponent has not yet reacted, and their technical cooperation is very tacit, not too small to let the right wingback come to the bottom line, facing the fullback of the college team, a man in his thirties who is a little defeated, should also be a teacher in the school. If he had been a hairy boy, the Red Bulls' right midfielder might have tried to get past him, but he still didn't have enough confidence against an experienced middle-aged man. So he knocked the ball back to the middle, and Poplar in the middle took the ball.

Poplar was not in a very easy situation this time, although there was no one around when he received the ball, but now the two central defenders have begun to press. At this time, Bai Song showed his strength as the captain, and in the face of the pressing of the two central defenders, Bai Song turned around with a pull ball, and then passed the ball to the left side. A simple but practical move, able to keep calm under the pressure of the two centre-backs, and spotting teammates in the gaps, Poplar can be said to be unmatched by anyone present in the midfield position.

The man on the left side officially faced the big man who was sent on the opposite side, and the left full-back of the university team went to defend Poplar because the two central defenders were boneless, and the two strikers were not watched, so they went to the middle to make up for the defense.

Now, the big guy is left unguarded!