Chapter 6 Sign the Contract
Chapter 6: Sign the contract
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It's already crowded.
Tian Hao rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Tian Wenqing was already dumbfounded.
Lao Zhang looked back at Yang Rui as if he was looking at a monster.
After a brief moment of surprise, the rest of the audience began to talk loudly.
"Damn, it's really in."
"This 。。。。。 That's beautiful, isn't it? ”
"I have to say that this goal is really beautiful, even if he is regarded as the first of the top ten goals this month, no one will have an opinion."
"Cut, don't talk about this month, it's the top ten goals this year, and no one will say a word!"
These people's discussions were all sent into Tian Wenqing's ears word for word.
A group of uninformed things, Tian Wenqing glanced at them with a sneer, "This ball doesn't count, I didn't see it, I can't be sure if it's in." Even if you do, it's just your luck. You do it all over again, and if you go in again, I can prove that it's not your luck. ”
Can you be a little more shameless? Everyone thinks so, including the goalkeeper coach Lao Zhang, who secretly mutters in his heart.
"Yes." Yang Rui behaved very calmly, he had already seen through Tian Wenqing's shameless face.
He had just scored a goal, and he was indeed cheating, and he used the remote control to adjust the route when he was fifty meters away from the frame, and then he sent the ball into the frame.
Fortunately, the idea remote control can be used five times, if it is just a disposable, then Yang Rui can only hit the wall.
Didn't you say that brother's goal was luck?
Then the brother will come in again and show you.
Yang Rui took a football again and put it at his feet, this time he didn't even bother to aim, he kicked it outrageously, anyway, when it was fifty meters away from the ball frame, there was also a remote control to control it, it didn't matter.
The football kicked out this time is even more outrageous from the ball frame, more than two meters to say the least, and it is completely a parallel line flying towards the other side, and it can be seen by myopic eyes that this ball will never go in.
Tian Wenqing was very happy in his heart, I said that you just kicked in, it's just luck, right? Now you're running out of luck, right?
"Haozi, let's go, uncle will take you to the personnel department to sign the contract!"
Tian Wenqing felt that there was no need to look at it anymore, so he turned around.
"Uncle, I 。。。。。。。" Tian Hao originally carried a heart, but now he finally let go, and he felt a little proud in his heart.
But once a miracle happened.
Tian Hao said half of the words, "Damn, entered again?" Who the is this? ”
"What!"
As soon as Tian Hao's words came out, Tian Wenqing suddenly turned around, he saw the shocked expressions of everyone on the scene, and he instantly understood that this ball was kicked by Yang Rui again.
Nima's, what kind of footwork are you?
Tian Wenqing couldn't figure it out, how could you be expelled from the previous club with such good footwork? And how many years of wild ball?
"Did you get in?"
"It's Tamar's who has entered again."
"Hey, brother, are you still human?"
"Damn, you can kick it in so far, your previous goal rate must be terrifying."
Whether it is a selected player or an unselected player, they all feel very shocked, this Yang Rui, what did he jump out of that stone? I've never heard of such a person before.
Don't say anything else, although he behaved very decently on the trial ground, but just his one-handed shot was enough to make him a household name in the entire Chuhua City football community.
"Brother, what was your former team?" Some people couldn't resist their curiosity and came over and asked.
Kicking wild ball?
Do you have this skill for kicking wild ball? Kid me!
You don't want to say it, forget it, and use wild ball to prevaricate me, don't you know how many years I've been playing wild ball? When I don't understand anything.
The man who asked walked away with a pouting of interest.
The most embarrassing person now is Tian Wenqing.
"Adjust the monitoring, hurry up and adjust the monitoring!" Tian Wenqing's face turned red and roared.
Goalkeeper coach Lao Zhang hurriedly made a phone call to the monitoring room, and after a while, the surveillance video was sent to Lao Zhang and Tian Wenqing's mobile phones.
After watching the video once, I have nothing to say.
Tian Wenqing gritted his teeth, and wanted to be a scoundrel, he seemed to have intermittent amnesia, and he forgot everything he just said.
Is this the assistant coach of a team? Just this quality?
Of course, Yang Rui has to fight on the basis of reason, and if he doesn't fight, it is not his character, just when he was about to speak, a middle-aged man walked out from a corner.
"Lao Tian, what you said still counts, otherwise how will you bring players in the future." This middle-aged man's eyes are very attentive, although he is a little bald, but he can't hide the majesty that emanates from his bones.
"The head coach, this Yang Rui, but this Yang Rui is a wild player, there are no other clubs that want him at all, and he was swept away by the first club. If we wanted this player, we would be laughed at in the amateur league in Chuhua City. Tian Wenqing said with some embarrassment.
Head coach Zhao Wei smiled and waved his hand, "This young man's trial, I have been seeing it from beginning to end, this young man still has some potential, let's take him." In addition, you have also given others exam questions, and others have successfully answered them correctly, and based on this alone, we also have to speak and count. ”
"But, the head coach 。。。。。。。" Tian Wenqing used an imperialist heart to die and not die.
Zhao Wei smiled and continued to wave his hand, signaling that you don't need to say anything, "Young man, go sign the contract, Yahe welcomes you." ”
Six o'clock.
Downstairs in the house.
I signed a contract with Yahe, and tomorrow I will go to the club to train from 9 to 5 every day.
In fact, in this kind of semi-professional, or almost professional football circle, there is a big difference from professional players.
Semi-amateur players like this can go home every day, and they can also have other part-time jobs besides football.
The premise is that it does not affect the game.
In this kind of semi-amateur club, players see football more as a job than a career.
Yang Rui, who has been playing wild football for several years, has tasted the warmth and coldness of the society, and now he has found the club again, Yang Rui feels like a homeless child and has found a home.
Although the trial was rudely harassed, Yang Rui still felt that he should do his best to complete the tasks assigned to him by the club and play every game with all his might.
Outside it's for the club, and to yourself, it's for your football career.
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Rui!"
As soon as he walked to the staircase, a middle-aged woman's loud voice broke into Yang Rui's ears very abruptly.
"Aunt Zhao, are you out?" Yang Rui greeted the middle-aged woman out of politeness.
There was a young man with a football and sweat next to the middle-aged woman, he glanced at Yang Rui, his face was full of arrogance, if he was on the road, he would definitely be beaten.
Yang Rui didn't have anything.
"Xinxin just finished playing, I'll pick him up." Aunt Zhao stroked her son's head dotingly, "Xiaorui, look at you coming back this night, did you just come back from playing wild ball?" You're busy teaching my son's skills, aren't you? ”
"Definitely." Yang Rui smiled and dealt vaguely.
This arrogant teenager, whose name is Luo Xin, is about the same age as Yang Rui, and he has been playing football since he was a child.
Seven or eight years ago, Yang Rui was a football genius in the eyes of most people at that time, and his football skills were among the top among his peers in the JH district.
The young man named Luo Xin in front of him is five or six years younger than himself, but he often pesters himself to play football together.
Yang Rui was also quite pleasing to the eye at that time, and he could talk openly, and he took a lot of time to play with him every day.
In just a few years, Luo Xin's ball skills have improved rapidly.
But when Yang Rui fell in recent years, this Luo Xin immediately forgot about himself.
The ball was no longer kicking by himself, and his brother never screamed from his mouth again.
The time has become long, and Yang Ru has also seen it lightly.
"Mom, who wants to play football with him." Luo Xin looked at Yang Rui with a look of contempt, "He can play wild football now, and he doesn't know what his skills are rotten." How can I have time to spend with him, what a waste of my time. In the past few years, the key for me is that I want to improve quickly and try to get some famous clubs to throw an olive branch to me. ”
"Xinxin, how can you talk to your brother!" Aunt Zhao's face suddenly fell, "Xiaorui, he's still a child, don't be like him." ”
Yang Rui smiled lightly and said a few words to him, then walked upstairs and went home.
didn't take a few steps, Yang Rui couldn't do anything else, his ears were notoriously downwind ears, and he immediately heard the conversation between the mother and son.
"Xinxin, don't learn from this Yang Rui in the future, look at what he has degenerated now, no one wants to play wild ball. Do you want to find a good, high-bidding club, is it easy for your parents to train you to play football from a young age? You can earn back all the money your parents invested in you for two years at most! ”
"Two years? Mom, you underestimate me too much, I'll play for a year to ensure that you earn back all the principal and interest. Yang Rui? Will I learn from him? Mom, look at it, I won't even bother to talk to him in the future. ”
"Hey, it's a good kid, it's just a waste."
Speak ill of me behind my back?
Still curse me for being useless?
Yang Rui smiled, if your son wants to talk to me in the future, I won't talk to him anymore, just wait and see.
Don't think of me as the Yang Rui I used to be, now I'm not the same me I used to be!
ps, signed a contract, so do you want to vote a few votes to celebrate, poof.