Chapter 1 The fox in the forbidden area, the scorpion swings its tail
"There are still twenty-six minutes left for Deportivo La Coruna, and the score is still 0:2, perhaps most Chinese fans are no longer concerned about who wins and who loses, but whether Chu Yang, who has not been on the field for a long time, has a chance to play." In the studio of CCTV 5, Duan Xiang, the leading commentator, talked eloquently.
"Now that the score is behind, Deportivo La Coruna is definitely going to rush to the next striker, and Chu Yang should have a chance." The polite commentator Xu Songming said.
"That's right, although the performance is not good, it can be seen that Deportivo La Coruna's coaching staff has always trusted Chu Yang...... Hey, Chu Yang is warming up, and the coaching staff is still very humane. ”
In various football post bars, forums and chat groups, fans have exploded.
"I've always trusted it, so I put it on the bench, God Logic."
'A player is put on the pitch not because he can help the team but because the coach has a human touch, and I just want to say, black and beautiful.
"How can you say that about Chu Yang, people are obviously working hard, okay?"
"Upstairs is right, it's really rare for a player to work so hard and be embarrassed."
"Didn't you say you fainted after being kicked in the head by a ball on the training ground? Can you still play? ”
"If you can't kick at home, you can't say that the system can't work, but what does it mean to be like this when you play abroad?"
"It shows that our big genius is just blown out, 370 minutes, 0 goals, 0 assists, 40% pass success rate, 11 mistakes, more than a billion people in China have such a genius?"
Chu Yang was warming up.
Of course, he knew that he was blown out by the media.
Maybe he didn't know it before, but now it's very clear, because of this ghost thing called the "giant star system" that appeared in his mind.
Name: Yang Chu;
Height: 1.81m;
WEIGHT: 73KG;
1. Physical fitness
1. Strength: 9
2. Speed: 11
3. Dexterity: 15
4. Bounce: 10
5. Endurance: 7
Second, technology
1. Shots: 12
2. Ball control: 11
3. Passing: 7
4. Interception: 5
5. Save: 3
3. Talent: None;
4. Title: None;
5. Skills: None;
Player rating: B-.
The five categories, except for the unknown talents, titles, and skills, are all very simple things, that is, they are a little general, but they are also more obvious because of this.
The full score of each sub-item of technique and physique is 20, and the most important data of Chu Yang, who is already twenty years old, is only a little more than half, and it is hellish if he can be a genius.
It's just that this level is already very good among young people in China, because of a little luck and the downturn of other forwards, Chu Yang, who carried the team alone in the World Youth Championships, not only became the second scorer of the event, but also entered the best team, and was naturally blown into a football genius once in a millennium by the Chinese media.
It was blown a lot, even Chu Yang himself believed it, plus Deportivo also had some ideas about the Chinese market, and the two sides hit it off.
After that, everything was logical but there were some twists and turns, it was logical because Chu Yang's joining was smooth, and the twists and turns were because it took him half a year to go from the youth team to the first team as a substitute.
Half a year is not a long time, it can even be said to be a very short time, but who let him join in the name of a genius? For a while, speculation about shady scenes, discrimination, repression and so on came one after another, and the fans of the motherland who were waiting for him to shine in the land of capitalism almost formed a team to kill the headquarters of A Coruña.
Only Chu Yang knows his own affairs, of course there are some discrimination and the like, but the shady and suppression are just nothing, people don't use him just to look down on his strength, but he has to be sent on the string, and Chu Yang, who realizes the gap, can only bite the bullet, with the mind that he can't come in vain, study hard, and train crazy.
I thought that this embarrassing situation would continue until he was swept away by the club, but who knew that with the arrival of a new manager this season, things turned around.
The team's main striker was mysteriously injured before the start of the league, and the club's summer reinforcements on the forward line were another mess, and Chu Yang, who trained hard, was inexplicably called to the first team, and even played as the team's starting center forward at first.
The domestic media instantly climaxed collectively.
The buried genius boy was recognized by the new head coach and reused and shined, which is simply the best script for Maxima and Bole, but unfortunately the direction of the script completely deviates from people's imagination.
Because genius turned into a joke.
People thought that the World Youth Championships was just the beginning of Chu Yang, but who knew that it was already his peak.
He's more like a lucky guy who wears some kind of halo by chance, and under the halo he is actually just an ordinary player with mediocre talent.
The stagnant technology, the aura of the people, and the performance of inaction all correspond to the sentence "It's been an hour, but it's not necessarily good".
It's a tragedy that genius is dusty, but why not overestimate talent?
The motherland fans who had high expectations for him suddenly had a feeling of being deceived, how deeply they loved at the beginning, and how ruthless they hated now, under the impetus of the media and jokers, Chu Yang became the first laughing stock in Chinese football.
On the contrary, the club itself is very calm, after all, I don't know how many so-called rising stars will emerge at each World Youth Championships, but these stars have fallen before they have time to shine.
It's just that the fans are not very friendly, and at first they only gave him some sporadic boos, but as Chu Yang's performance got worse and worse, some fans even gave him a middle finger in front of him.
Just like now, I can't say everything, but at least more than a third of the fans of this team are very dissatisfied with this substitution, and all kinds of boos and abuse come to Chu Yang.
"Yellow-skinned monkey, get out of here and hit your soldier ball."
"Damn, why put him on? Isn't it ugly enough to lose? ”
"The Chinese get out of La Liga!"
Chu Yang stood on the sidelines, and the fourth official checked his equipment, and then held up his card.
Down on the 14th, up on the 11th.
The replaced López had a dark face, turned a blind eye to Chu Yang's outstretched hand, and passed by directly, and the Deportivo fans, who were originally extremely dissatisfied with him because of his performance on the field, actually cheered because of this.
Chu Yang took a deep breath, and something indescribable came up in his body, and his originally calm mood began to suddenly stir a little.
No one is born numb, everything in front of him and in the past is like a thorn, which he endures the pain and hides it in his heart, not daring to forget it.
It's just that life is not a movie after all, not every salted fish can turn over, and not every little person will counterattack, before he can't get the strength to match his dreams, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only be buried in the dust.
Ambition must have enough strength to support it after all, otherwise it will only lead to falling into the bottomless abyss.
But the so-called abyss, crossed over, is a long future.
Chu Yang was now standing on the edge of the abyss, he just wanted to move forward, and he didn't think about retreating.
The game will not stop because of Chu Yang's chaotic mental activities, the football flew over when he just came to the position, but before he could touch the ball, a huge force behind him knocked him to a stumbling, and the action was suddenly deformed, and the player behind him rushed up and quickly snatched the ball away, leaving him with only a back of a jersey printed with No. 4.
All kinds of cheers, sighs, and scolding came from the sidelines.
"Sure enough, it's still a mess."
"Good Halt, kick his luan."
The owner of the No. 4 jersey turned around, showed a bright smile to Chu Yang, and said, "Hey, little guy from the east, cry if you're scared, I'll be lighter next time." ”
Chu Yang glanced at him, and wanted to throw two sentences of "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi" or "Don't bully the poor youth" in the past, but unfortunately countless young people are poor, and the examples of young people being even poorer made him stay silent very cowardly, and contacted the superstar system for the first time.
"The contest has begun, what about the starter pack?"
"The newbie gift package is opened, congratulations to the host for obtaining the fox of the talent forbidden area, the title of Warcraft, and the skill scorpion tail."
Chu Yang looked at the system interface, and sure enough, he found that the original few "nothings" had disappeared.
"Talent: Fox in the box (I don't know anything, I just can score);
Title: Warcraft (Strength +3, Shot +3, with Aura "Destroying Withering");
Skill: Scorpion tail swing (requires 15 shots, 15 agility, and increases the hit rate by 5% when cooperating with the title "Divine Tower"). ”
"Sure enough, it's a gift package, luxurious enough," Chu Yang absentmindedly ran and communicated with the system, "Don't explain?" ”
The system said: "Talent is literal, innate things, except for God and I can give, you can't force it." ”
"What about skills?" Chu Yang said, "The scorpion tail swing and the divine tower, it should refer to Yibu, right?" As long as my physical attributes go up, I can use it when the timing is right and when I am lucky. ”
"Can your scorpion tail swing be as pleasing to the eye as Eevee's?"
Chu Yang was speechless.
Some skills may be a simple combination of a few actions or a flash of inspiration for some, but for others it's a different story.
For example, Marseille maneuver is to Zidane, like oxtail is to Ronaldinho, such as croquettes are to Iniesta.
These techniques can be used by other players and even perfectly, but there are really not many who can use them as naturally and smoothly as they do.
To put it in literary terms, it is called no fireworks.
"The title will bring some special effects or affect attributes, such as 'heartthrob' makes you more commercially valuable, 'Son of the Wind' makes you run faster, 'Bad Boy' makes you more underwhelming, 'Erwa' makes you more difficult to figure out, 'Ba God' makes you think more about life and so on."
Although it was a little messy, it wasn't too complicated, Chu Yang understood it after a little tidying up, his face was silent, but he was a little excited in his heart.
The fox and the monster in the forbidden area, this can be regarded as the consciousness of the ninth master plus the body of African Dehua, right? Although it is a low-profile version.
It's a very different experience from the anticipation of using cheat for the first time when you're playing live or the curiosity you feel when you first start using modifiers when you're playing FIFA.
Those were just games, but now they're new.
In the seventieth minute of the game, the score was 0:2.
In international practice, the home team is in front and the away team is in the back.
A number of Deportivo fans have already left the stadium.
As a veteran powerhouse, they not only have not won the championship for ten years, but also have not entered the Champions League for many consecutive seasons, and even almost relegated last season.
If you can't see the spirit of the past, even the team's character and blood have been lost, how can people love such a team?
There is no greater mourning than death.
Chu Yang was also helpless.
Actively running, looking for space, opening up space, he did what a center forward should do.
But as usual, no one paid attention.
In the seventy-fifth minute, the Sevilla fans began to celebrate.
In the seventy-sixth minute, the players of both teams began to walk.
Seventy-seventh minute, corner kick, Deportivo La Coruna's possession.
Chu Yang came to the penalty area, and Halt clinged close.
"Hey, rookie, doesn't it feel honored that I came to take care of you personally?" Halt said enthusiastically.
"I'm scared." Chu Yang smiled lightly, facing the corner flag area, looking powerless.
Hart didn't let his guard down, but he couldn't say how cautious he was.
He was a comprehensive crushing of Chu Yang's physique, technique, and experience, and the possibility of an accident was infinitely close to zero.
The corner kick was taken and the quality was very poor.
There is no arc, and the height is also awkward, so if you shoot at goal, you can probably only lean over and head the ball, and if you want to stop the ball, you have to crouch down and stop the ball with your chest.
Sevilla's players and fans breathed a sigh of relief, but it was lifted up before it was done.
A ghostly figure appeared in front of the ball, and no one noticed how he was there, but they quickly spotted the man's jersey number, and the breath was relieved.
No. 11, a Chinese rookie who stopped the ball three meters away.
What will he do? What can he do?
Shot? There are no angles.
Pass? No one answered.
Stopping the ball? Hart taught him to be a man in minutes.
Chu Yang quickly gave them the answer, only to see him turn to the side of the ball, his left foot supported, and his right foot raised, swinging sideways, and straightening.
Hart, who was silently thrown away, was startled at first, but almost laughed out loud after seeing Chu Yang's movements.
What is he doing? Stop the ball? Who taught this kid to stop the ball?
It's just that soon his "almost laughed" expression froze on his face and became extremely funny.
Chu Yang's calves bent suddenly, and his heels slammed into the middle and lower part of the soccer ball as accurately as if it had been counted thousands of times, like a scorpion exposing its poisonous hook and stabbing fiercely into the chest of its prey.
The ball bounced, sliced through an awkward parabola, and flew lightly into the goal.
The noise in the sky suddenly turned into silence, the audience was as silent as death, everyone had a stunned expression, only Chu Yang opened his arms and looked up at the sky, looking intoxicated.
This place is also called the earth, there are also seven continents and four oceans here, there are also the World Cup Champions League Golden Ball Awards here, there are also Real Madrid, Barcelona, Manchester United, Bayern and two Milans, but Chu Yang knows that this is no longer the world he used to live in.
Because there is no Abu, no Florentino, no Berlusconi, no Ferguilla, no magic bird, no Professor Wen, no Pep Guardio, no old horse, no Pele, no Ronaldo, Ronaldo Ronaldo, Messi, Kasy van Persie.
Although it also has its own wealthy bigwigs, its own heroes, its own glorious history, its own personality coach, its own super idols, and its own absolute superstars.
This is a parallel world that is different from Chu Yang's previous life, but there is also a group of people who regard football as a belief, who are intoxicated and crazy for it, and want to live and die for it.
They have seen all kinds of classic scenes that Chuyang's fellow villagers have not seen, all kinds of crazy celebrations, and all kinds of goals against the sky, but they have not seen the earth-shattering reversal in Istanbul, they have not seen the machine gun strafing of Batistuta, and they have not seen Maradona's five people in a row.
They also haven't seen Ibrahimovic's scorpion tail wagging.
So they're crazy.