Chapter 3: The Nerazzurri's draft

Taking advantage of the absence of his parents, Shi Hao dialed Liu Xiyu's phone, and after a while, a soft female voice came: "Shi, is the inspection finished?" Make sure it's okay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"The doctor said it should be fine."

"That's good. The doctor didn't say that strenuous exercise was allowed, right? ā€

Shi Hao's heart skipped a few beats at a speed beyond the limit. Strenuous exercise? Did she mean that her parents weren't home? Invite me to do some strenuous exercise with her? He hurriedly said, "No, I'm alive and well, I can do whatever I want." ā€

"That's good, I'll help you sign up, the draft of Inter Milan's China tour is still a few days away."

What is this? Draft? Shi Hao was deeply disappointed on the one hand, and slightly interested on the other.

Not for anything else, because he always thinks he has a blue-black heart. While it's almost impossible to be selected, this kind of activity is usually a bit of a shady operation; And even if you are selected, you may not be able to perform well in the trial and be signed, and even if you are signed, you may not have a chance to play; Even if you get the opportunity to play, you may not be favored by the first-team manager, and you may not get the opportunity to make consecutive contracts......

But, after all, it's the Nerazzurri's draft.

Shi Hao has been a fan of the Nerazzurri since he was a child. And in the past season, the Nerazzurri won the treble and made a name for themselves, and it was at the peak of their career.

It's just that...... He looked down at his left ankle and lost his mind. If you don't have this injury, you will definitely do your best to seize this opportunity to realize your dreams.

But now, even if you work hard, what can you do, Shi Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, even if he really stood out among all the teenagers participating in the draft, he couldn't pass the physical examination.

At this time, the red battery logo suddenly flashed in front of Shi Hao's eyes, and at the same time, the electronic baritro voice said: "The power of dreams is insufficient, please recharge as soon as possible." 85% currently. ā€

Shi Hao was startled, and when he was about to look closely, the battery logo disappeared again.

What's going on? Is it a hallucination?

Just when Shi Haohu was uncertain, his mobile phone rang again. He looked down and said "it's broken" in his heart, he was distracted just now, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

Shi Hao hurriedly pressed the connection, and before he could apologize, he had already hung up. He looked at his phone in a daze, not understanding what was going on. After a while, the mobile phone rang again, and it was Liu Xiyu calling. As soon as he answered, Liu Xiyu hung up again.

…… This sister's revenge is really strong.

Ten times later, Liu Xiyu's voice finally came: "Do you dare to hang up my phone in the future?" ā€

"Don't dare......"

"You're going to go to that draft, right?"

"Certainly, certainly......"

"Okay, you can check the Internet to see what projects there are, and prepare them yourself. Let's talk back. ā€

After hanging up the phone, Shi Hao couldn't help but think of the name Liu Xiyu, Xiyu, which was a light rain at dusk, giving people a faint feeling of sorrow, which was very suitable for female Wenqing.

But where is this girl young? After transferring to this high school, Shi Hao has been at the same table with her, and for a year, Shi Hao only felt that she was sunny and cheerful and enthusiastic, and she had nothing to do with sorrow. Moreover, in the darkest place of her heart, there lives an unknown female hooligan...... Just like it was just now.

Although she is usually soft-spoken, well-behaved and cute, and has good grades, she is a model of a lady in everyone's eyes - except for the fact that she likes to run around in her jersey, she is indeed a lady. If it weren't for being at the same table for so long, Shi Hao would have been blinded by her angelic beauty and ignored the female hooligan in her heart.

Shi Hao shook his head and no longer thought about Liu Xiyu.

Go back and practice hard, and since you have promised others, you must do your best. Shi Hao looked at his parents, who were still discussing whether to continue to check him in the distance, touched the pocket money in his trouser pocket, and decided to go home secretly.

……

Shi Hao ate a boxed lunch outside, then hurried home, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, and finally found the dusty football from under the bed.

The hard work and grind at that time, the hellish training, I recall it as if I felt happy.

At that time, the pain in the fierce scramble, the prostration after exhaustion, and the loss after losing...... They all gradually became symbols, and there was no feeling left, and the only feeling I remember was the joy of football itself.

Play the joy of a flower, the happiness of being beautiful, the happiness of playing the goalkeeper, and the happiness of a stroke of genius...... On the field, running around chasing a football, with my hair sticking wet to my forehead, sweat seeping into my eyes, a little stinging - these are all pleasures.

The Xiangjun Club was disbanded last year due to its poor record, and those friends of the same age don't know how to play now, and has anyone got a professional contract elsewhere? The U-17 national junior team finally collapsed, and I wonder if those talents have grown up smoothly in their respective clubs? 18 or 9 years old should be the age when you can start to make your mark.

While reminiscing about the past, Shi Hao filled up the football, and then rummaged through the cabinets to find one of his equipment and put it on.

When he was about to go out, he sent a text message to his father's cell phone, saying that he had gone out to play and told his parents not to worry, then left his phone at home and went out the door with the ball on his back as before.

It's just that in order to prepare for the college entrance examination, he hasn't touched the ball for two months, and when he pressed the elevator button, he moved and deformed, and the ball fell to the ground. Shi Hao sighed, started again, and entered the elevator with the ball upside down.

There was already a strange aunt standing in the corner with her little grandson in the elevator, the child looked at Shi Hao with burning eyes, but the aunt glanced away at it.

Shi Hao was juggling the ball when he heard the child ask his grandmother softly, "Grandma, what is this uncle doing?" ā€

"Uncle is playing football."

"Grandma, I want to play football too!"

"Tong Tong, don't kick the ball, you will fall when you kick the ball, it hurts."

"Shall I play when I'm older?"

"When children grow up, they should study hard, and when they study abroad in the future, playing football is played by children who do not study well, and children should not kick."

Shi Hao's heart was so greasy that the ball fell to the ground again.

At this time, the elevator reached the overhead floor, and Shi Hao picked up the ball and continued to rush out, not wanting to stay longer for a second.

The football environment in China is like this now, and almost no adults want their children to play football. The world's number one sport, not very popular in China.

After bouncing the ball all the way out of the community, Shi Hao gradually regained his sense of penalty. But the body began to be a little tired, and it was actually very physically exhausting to continue to juggle the ball, and after all, he had devoted himself to learning in the past two years, although he did not stop practicing at the instigation of Liu Xiyu, but after all, this training was not very professional, and he felt a little unbearable at this time. So he sat for a while in the square at the gate of the community.

The square has long been divided. The square dancing mothers have already started dancing in the northwest corner under the sun, and the children who practice rollerblading have also occupied another large territory. The younger children, some of whom were led by their grandparents, and some of the little babies could only lie in the car and be slowly pushed away, and from time to time there were children chasing and playing past them, and the little slugs looked up at the older children with envy and adoration......

But in a huge square, except for Shi Hao, there is no other person who plays football.