When Zhen Cheng followed Coach Jiang to the training ground, he saw many players conducting various training on the field.

Walking, jogging, medium-speed running, sprinting, running with the ball, running backwards, the whole green grass that looks like it's big, and it's crowded with people.

"Our coach's name is Kim Yuanchao, who is a well-known coach in our country, who played in the league in South Korea in his early years, and came to coach our team after retiring." Jiang Guochao pointed to a tall, middle-aged man about 50 years old and said.

Zhen Cheng looked at it, didn't say anything, and walked towards Jin Yuanchao behind Coach Jiang.

"Coach Kim, this is the goalkeeper Zhen Cheng that I have been training!" Coach Jiang took the lead and introduced Zhen Cheng to Coach Jin with a smile on his face.

"It's just right, we're going to play a practice match, there's one less goalkeeper, go change your clothes, I'll see!" Coach Jin glanced at Zhen Cheng, and then said expressionlessly.

“haode！ Zhen Cheng, come and say hello to the coach! Coach Jiang saw that Zhen Cheng didn't come up to say hello, so he hurriedly urged.

"No need, it's useless to call grandpa if you don't have the ability!" Coach Kim didn't give a word of face, then turned around and walked towards the place where the players were training.

"You've been kicked in the head by a donkey, haven't you? That action is more disgusting than a woman with a difficult birth! If you don't want to kick the ball, get out! Coach Kim shouted loudly at the dissatisfied players, and that Jiashi had the urge to beat people.

"Coach Kim is very good, but he has a hot temper! It is known as a "volcano" in the industry. As long as you have the ability, he will let you go, and any other relationships and orders are useless to him! Coach Jiang saw that Zhen Cheng's face was not very good-looking, so he quickly explained.

"It's okay, that's good! Let's go change our clothes! Zhen Cheng was very annoyed in his heart, touched the bone Maitreya Buddha on his chest, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

In that case, I'll try to see what a magical premonition can bring me. Wu Tiejun's goal of 100 million is not talkative, for his own happiness, Zhen Cheng is not so calm, and he should become famous as soon as possible. But if you don't play, how can you have a chance to perform?

Zhen Cheng changed into the goalkeeper's uniform in the locker room, and then came to the goal to do a simple warm-up training.

Half an hour later, the regular and reserve players split into two teams of 11 players each.

The referee in charge of training blew the whistle and a team training session began.

Substitutes and main players are natural enemies, and in this football stadium where strength only speaks, whoever performs well will have a chance to make his official debut.

Every year, there will be regular players who sit on the bench during the official competition because of injuries and poor condition. Similarly, there are alternate players who have become the main force in the team because of their outstanding performance.

So every time you train in the team, it directly determines your weight in the eyes of Coach Kim.

"Who is this goalkeeper, jishu is good!" Tu Yong, the team's main striker, said to the team's central defender Wang Jianzhong while running back.

"yes, you've had a couple of shots saved. If it's a former substitute "Next time you pass me a good ball, I'll shoot a dead corner!" Tu Yong commanded.

Is this goalkeeper the one Manager Li said last time? It seems that the afterlife is terrifying! The main goalkeeper Shen Tie couldn't help but feel a little worried when he looked at the goals that Zhen Cheng saved again and again.

"Be careful, the other party is here again!" Zhen Cheng shouted loudly to the guard brothers.

The defender No.8 has leaked a lot of balls, and several times the opposing striker's shot has broken through from here.

"Don't worry!" Defender No. 8 said loudly.

"Hell with confidence, say that every time!" Zhen Cheng muttered helplessly. His eyes were fixed on Tu Yong's eyes.

15 m ...... 12 m ...... 10 m ......

"Damn, I'll shoot your right top corner, I'll see how you defend it!" A feeling surged through Zhen Cheng's mind.

Seeing that Tu Yong was really ready to shoot at the upper left corner, Zhen Cheng felt that this striker Jishu was indeed very good. But the feeling of being tried and tested will not be deceiving, so Zhen Cheng saw that Tu Yong was ready to get up and move quickly. Jumping high, the ball flew straight off the crossbar.

"Damn, this can't work?" Tu Yong looked speechlessly at the must-score that was pounced.

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Charge after charge, the main players returned again and again in vain. Instead, it was the substitute striker who received Zhen Cheng's big kick and kicked one while the main goalkeeper Shen Tie slipped away.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Watching the main players return again and again in vain, Jin Yuanchao can't remember how many times he has scolded the waste.

But Zhen Cheng's performance also surprised Jin Yuanchao. When Li Yong signed the contract, he told himself, but at that time, he thought that he was just a mixed seniority, so he didn't take it to heart. But the balls that were saved just now were not fake. It seems that he was too arrogant just now, and he may have lost his eyes.

"Tick...... Penalty kick! "Seeing that the main players couldn't score, the referee came to help.

"I didn't pull him!" Defender No. 8 said aggrievedly.

"Yellow card!" The referee said expressionlessly.

"Holy!" No. 8 rolled his eyes in anger and accidentally scolded.

"Red card!" The referee smiled and asked the number eight defender to leave.

"I'm ......!" What else do you want to say. But when he saw Coach Kim's face, he quickly shut up and walked down.

The penalty kick was taken by another center forward, Huang Peiyu!

Seeing Tu Yong returning again and again in vain, Huang Peiyu also scolded N sentences of waste. The two usually have a bad relationship, and it is common for them to insult each other. Now that there is a chance to humiliate him, Huang Peiyu's mouth is not idle.

"Useless thing, I didn't get in after shooting so many times, and I don't know if your guy can still pass on the lineage!" Huang Peiyu muttered as he put the ball on the penalty spot.

"It's useless, I'm ejaculating, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to and you'll be impotent!" Tu Yong didn't get angry, but looked at Huang Peiyu with disdain.

"Tick ......" the referee's whistle sounded.

"I feinted to attack the upper corner, and actually shot you to the left Zhen Cheng watched Huang Peiyu start, sprint, shoot, and then quickly move to the left.

All the players were stunned, the ball was once again saved by Zhen Cheng out of the bottom line, and all the substitute players cheered.

"No need to kick, substitute victory!" I don't know when, Coach Kim walked into the middle of the field and shouted loudly.

"All players take penalties, Zhen Cheng keeps the goal! 5000 meters that can't be kicked! Enter more than 10, Zhen Cheng 10,000 meters. Coach Jin looked at Zhen Cheng's eyes lit up. It's a baby, I hope it doesn't disappoint me.

"What kind of bullshit decision is this!" Some of the players muttered quietly.

Shen Tie came over from the position of guarding the door on the other side, and looked at Zhen Cheng with cold eyes.

All the players, including the number 8, came over and everyone lined up to take the penalty.

Start, sprint, shoot......

Start, sprint, shoot......

Start, sprint, shoot......

That's a big goal. There were shots from all positions, there were those who hit the post, there were those who kicked off, but there were no goals. Even Shen Tie went up to kick, although the kick was already at an angle enough, it was still confiscated by Zhen Cheng.

Coach Jiang's teeth fell out happily. "See, this is what I trained!" With that demented expression, those who don't know think they won 5 million.

There was only No. 8 left, and I saw him twist his ass and twist his head to the free throw line.

...... starting, sprinting, and shooting, I saw a black shadow fly into the goal, and Zhen Cheng didn't even move.

"I kicked in! I kicked in! No. 8 even took off his jersey and wanted to celebrate with the rest of the team with excitement on his face, but found that all the players were looking at him with blank faces.

"What, jealous of my brother's jishu?" Team No. 8 looked at several main players triumphantly.

"You roll on the edge for me, don't be ashamed!" Coach Jin couldn't stand it anymore and scolded loudly.

"I'm in!" Team No. 8 argued aggrievedly.

"You're in shoes!" All the team members laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

"Ahh Cake sellers! "It wasn't until this moment that No. 8 realized that his shoes were hanging on the net, and the soles of his feet ached; And the ball was still on the penalty spot.

"Okay, 5,000 meters per of you, Lao Jiang, you go and keep an eye on it!" Jin Yuanchao said sternly.

"Okay!" Coach Jiang took a group of people to reserve physical fitness.

Zhen Cheng took off his gloves, walked up to Coach Jin with a smile and said, "My name is Zhen Cheng!" ”

The humiliation given to him by others, Zhen Cheng felt that he had to use his actions to pull it back.

"Jin Yuanchao, head coach of the Red Orange Football Team!" When he said this, Coach Kim blushed a little.

"I was slacking off just now!" Jin Yuanchao felt that if he didn't say this, he would be embarrassed to talk to Zhen Cheng in the future.

"Coach Xiexie gave me a chance!" Zhen Cheng still had a smile on his face and said slowly. For those who dare to act, Zhen Cheng is very tolerant. "Shen Tie is old, and the position of goalkeeper in the future is yours. But keep trying! "Coach Jin only watched one game, and although Zhen Cheng is amazing, it's still too early to draw conclusions.

"I'll do my best, Coach!" Zhen Cheng knew that the performance just now was not his own strength. Maitreya Buddha is easy to use, but it should not be used indiscriminately. Although he predicted the other party's thoughts in advance, in case the other party cooperated in front of the door, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to hold it.

The most guaranteed thing for oneself is the improvement of one's own strength, and one cannot blindly rely on external liliang.

"How long have you been a goalkeeper? At what age did you start practicing? Looking at Zhen Cheng with a humble attitude, Coach Jin felt that he needed to know him a little better.

"Four months, I practiced after the National Day last year!" Zhen Cheng calculated carefully, and it would be four months more than four months after removing the winter vacation. So when he said this, Zhen Cheng blushed a little!

"You...... You said...... What the? "Coach Kim couldn't believe his ears.

"Less than four months!" Zhen Cheng repeated it again.

"Damn, the cake seller!" Coach Kim let out a roar that resounded throughout the audience.