Chapter 3 is looked down upon

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Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Rui was a little excited to open this so-called one-goal fame system.

Since this sleepy bug can really make people doze off, then this system is real, not fooling itself.

"I don't know what I'll be able to draw later."

Yang Rui rubbed his hands a little excitedly, and at the same time prayed in his heart that he could draw good things.

Brain-dead powder: 1 bit. (A brain-dead fan can add 50 to 100 reputation points per day.) ）

Hardcore powder: 0. (A die-hard fan can add between 10 and 50 points of reputation to a star every day.) ）

Regular powder: 0. (A regular fan can add 1 to 10 reputation points per day.) ）

Passerby Fans: 0. (A passerby fan can add a little prestige to a star every day.) ）

Yang Rui's reputation is now 700 points.

Yang Rui smiled a little wryly.

For every 100,000 reputation points, you can conduct an additional lottery, but now there are only 700 reputation points, and the road is still far away.

"This brainless fan, it should be Xu Pei." Yang Rui touched his chin and thought, and at the same time he was very happy in his heart, no matter what, he also has a fan.

Yang Rui decided to use up this week's lottery quota and then go to Asia and the interview.

Open the card drawing interface, on the table, there are more than 20 cards, Yang Rui has not roughly swept all the cards, the cards are all back up, and then quickly shuffle the cards.

"This 。。。。。。"

Yang Rui smiled a little bitterly, so fast, he didn't even see what was drawn on the card, and he started to shuffle the cards, it's too tricky, right?

Forget it, it's a matter of luck, there's nothing to say.

Soon, the cards were washed.

Yang Rui glanced at all the cards deeply, a little hesitant.

Is this one?

No, I think this card is good.

Hey, that's not bad.

Forget it, let's do it anyway!

This is okay too.

。。。。。。。。。。。。

After hesitating for more than half a minute, suddenly the urging voice of the system came from his mind: please make a choice within ten seconds, otherwise it will be regarded as giving up the card drawing.

Quack, only ten seconds?

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

。。。。。。

Three.

Two.

Yang Rui gritted his teeth, just choose this.

He chose the eighth card, and I have to say, he was a little superstitious in it.

The card was flipped over, and on the card, there was a drawing that looked like a remote control.

"Remote control?" Yang Rui was stunned, he didn't know what this thing was for.

Mind Remote Control (Medium): You can remotely control objects at a distance of 50 meters and move them according to your own will, which can be used five times.

It turned out to be such a thing, and Yang Rui put him into the dimensional bag of his system.

At one o'clock, Yang Rui went out and went to the training ground of the Yahe Club.

Past eleven.

Yahe Club.

Yang Rui got off the subway and took five minutes to get to the door of the Yahe Club's training ground.

This training ground is not big in the whole Chuhua City, it was originally an old factory area, and it was later bought by the first owner of Yahe Club and made it into a training ground.

"Tonight's match with Wu Guang, do you think we can win?"

"It's hard to say, Wuguang has been gaining momentum recently."

"Zhang Hu is so handsome."

"Now Yahe's top scorer is Wang Jun, and Zhang Hu can't do it."

"I don't like Wang Jun, I always think he is too arrogant, it's better for Zhang Hu to be low-key."

The foyer of the training ground is the fan club, and it's not the hottest time, so there aren't a lot of fans gathered in the hall.

There was a straight aisle in front of the training ground, and Yang Rui was here for the first time, so he was dizzy and almost lost.

There is a room in the front.

"Ask where the trial is," walked over, and Yang Rui was about to knock on the door.

As soon as Yang Rui's hand touched the door, there was a small talk between the two inside.

"Lao Zhang, all the players who came for the trial should be coming soon, right?"

"Assistant coach, it's almost time."

"How many players did the manager recruit this time?"

"Hmm。。。。。 There are five in total. ”

"Can you stuff someone in there? I have a nephew who wants to come to Asia and play, can I 。。。。。。? ”

"Assistant coach, I'm afraid it won't work, this time the team's indicators are only five."

"I'll take a look at the list."

"Here."

"I see that the one named Yang Rui in the list is not qualified, he is in his twenties, he has no qualifications, he debuted at the age of fifteen, right? But after only playing for more than a year in a regular team, he was expelled, and most of the time he played wild ball, and he didn't make a name for himself. How can such a person be on our team? Eliminate him! ”

"But, we told him to come for a tryout, so we can't just send him away like that, can we?"

"Lao Zhang, then use the old way."

"Assistant coach, I know what to do."

Yang Rui hurriedly removed his ears from the door, as if he had become a thief, quickly left, found a corner, squatted down and smoked a cigarette.

He was angry in his heart right now.

Paralyzing.

If your nephew wants to enter the team, he will pave the way with me?

So many people, you just chose me?

Just because I'm older? No qualifications? It's a wild ball kicker, and it's still unknown?

If I have all of these, I will still go to the pole to choose you Yahe?

Yang Rui felt that his self-esteem was deeply stabbed by this old Zhang and the assistant coach.

If you were an ordinary person, if you heard this by chance, most of them would not go to the trial, that would only be self-inflicted, and you don't know what embarrassing way others will send you home.

Finally, he took a puff of the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt on the ground with a tense face, his face was not very good-looking, and he was even a little angry.

Walk?

Why go!

I'm going to see what old ways you use to send me away, and see who's the best.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The training ground of the Yahe club.

There were more than a dozen people standing in a hurry.

"Brother Yang, I'm so nervous."

"Don't be nervous, nervousness will affect the performance."

"That's Zhang Hu."

"yes, wearing sunglasses, I can't recognize it!"

"Thinking that I can play football with Wang Jun and Zhang Hu, I'm excited."

"When I was still playing football at school, Zhang Hu was my idol!"

chattering, the players on trial talked endlessly, only Yang Rui stood in the team without saying a word expressionlessly.

It's not that he doesn't talk much, it's that he doesn't know anyone here.

Second, this kid said what he said to the assistant coach just now, which really made him feel unacceptable.

Not long after arriving at the trial ground, through the conversation between the team staff, Yang Rui finally saw which assistant coach was the assistant.

"Are you all here?"

"It's all here, assistant coach."

"Okay, let's get started."

Yang Rui stared at a somewhat short and fat middle-aged man, this hateful-looking guy was the guy known as the assistant coach.