Lin Qi couldn't wait to rush to the school's football field, found a soccer ball, and kicked it twice.

Although the football kicked out has no angle and no high technical content, it will not be kicked empty.

"Haha, it's so good to play." Lin Qi stood on the court and laughed insolently.

"Yes, start training. The most basic thing should be to start with juggling the ball, but I have been through so many things today, I need to vent. The corners of Lin Qi's mouth hooked an arc, and his eyes looked sharply at the goal.

If you want to vent, the best way is to shoot!

Fortunately, Lin Qi has a body memory of three attribute points, and although the level of shooting is not very high, he is fortunate to be able to kick the football into the goal.

Lin Qi walked to the penalty spot in the penalty area with the football in his arms, and the distance of 12 yards was just right for Lin Qi.

"Hey, Lin Qi, why are you running so fast?" Lin Qi had just put the football on the penalty spot, and the cute girl Wang Zining chased after her with two schoolbags.

Forehead... One of them belonged to Lin Qi, and Lin Qi was so excited that he didn't even take his schoolbag.

"Girl, why are you here?" Lin Qi looked at the panting Wang Zining and asked.

"Humph!" Wang Zining's nose wrinkled, and she said very unhappily: "I'll see what you're crazy about, not only to understand football, but also to practice kicking." ”

"Speaking of Lin Qi, you don't want to be a professional player, right?" Wang Zining looked at Lin Qi with a slight mockery.

Lin Qi nodded: "You can see this, brother just wants to be a professional player!" Saying that, Lin Qi also posed a pose that he thought was cool.

Wang Zining's eyes widened, her small mouth opened, and her chin almost fell to the ground.

"Lin Qi, are you stimulated by something, you are 17 years old, you haven't been in contact with football, do you really want to be a professional player?" Wang Zining looked at Lin Qi cutely, and at this moment, she had an illusion, as if the person standing in front of her was no longer the scholar Lin Qi.

"What are you thinking, how can he not be Lin Qi." Wang Zining pouted and shook his head vigorously, throwing this unreliable feeling out of his mind.

"Who's to say I haven't been involved in football, I've been exposed to a lot today." Lin Qi had a serious expression on his face.

"Moreover, I skipped school this afternoon to go to the Qilu youth team for a trial!" Lin Qi leaned forward and approached Wang Zining and whispered.

Lin Qi's voice was not loud, but it fell on Wang Zining's ears and rumbled like a bomb.

Participating in a trial for the Qilu youth team? Are you Lin Qi crazy, or stupid. You've only been exposed to football today, and before yesterday, I'm afraid you didn't even play a football.

Just like that, you dare to go to the Qilu youth team for a trial?

"Someone must have been beaten out as a troublemaker by the Qilu youth team." Wang Zining couldn't help but think of Lin Qi being beaten by several Qilu youth team members, and shivered.

"What nonsense, I'm still on the field, and I'm shooting." Lin Qi said proudly, turned around, picked up his right foot and kicked the football on the penalty spot.

With a bang, Lin Qi's shot hit the crossbar and bounced back.

This time Wang Zining was shocked, and this shot was really clean.

The loud sound of a football colliding with a crossbar is more powerful than a goal.

Wang Zining rubbed her eyes, and her jade hand pinched her slightly baby fat face.

"Hiss~ It hurts, it doesn't look like I'm dreaming." Wang Zining's shocked kung fu, Lin Qi has already started the second shot.

Standard action, textbook shooting, Wang Zining saw the football grazing the crossbar and flying into the upper left corner of the goal.

It's not April Fool's Day, God, what are you kidding, the thin nerd Lin Qi can shoot at the goal, and shoot so beautifully, so accurately?

"Meng, Lin Qi, you are definitely Meng." Wang Zining couldn't believe it.

"Hehe, I'm scared, brother only found out today that I am a football genius, and I don't need to learn it." Lin Qi stood in front of the ball and smiled proudly ~ proudly floated ~ "The recovered physical memory must be about the shooting." Lin Qi didn't expect the first two shots to be so powerful, and he attributed the reason to the attributes of the three points of body memory.

"Bragging, you can get it done twice, shoot again, and hit the top left corner just now." Wang Zining pointed to the position in the upper left corner of the goal, and there was some small expectation in his heart.

"Wait, didn't you see someone in that direction, what should we do if we kick people with such precise footwork."

Lin Qi saw the two students jogging behind the goal and shouted, "Hey, run faster, or I'll kick you." ”

The two students heard Lin Qi's voice and ran to the other side of the court with a small speed.

"Look at me!" Lin Qi ran and slammed his foot on the football.

Wang Zining saw the football fly high and smashed it accurately towards the two classmates who had just run over.

"Oh, I'll rub it, boy, why did you let us run faster, just to aim." The classmate who was hit by the football scolded angrily on the spot.

Wang Zining moved the corners of her mouth twice, and this time it hurt, and it happened to hit someone's head.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I missed the kick. Lin Qi hurriedly apologized and sent the two classmates away. When I turned around, I saw Wang Zining squatting on the ground with her head down and holding her stomach, her body trembling slightly.

"Hey, girl, what's wrong with you?" Lin Qi looked at Wang Zining suspiciously, I didn't kick you, why do you still look injured.

Wang Zining raised her head and laughed when she heard Lin Qi's voice.

"Hahaha... I'm laughing to death... It turned out to be aiming for the sake of making people run faster. Wang Zining smiled breathlessly, stretched out a jade hand with difficulty, and gave Lin Qi a thumbs up.

"Accurate, it's just too accurate, worthy of being a football genius, hahaha~"

"It's just a mistake, who hasn't made a mistake."

Ignoring Wang Zining's ridicule, Lin Qi continued to practice. The shots were getting more and more accurate, and the distance was starting to get farther and farther.

As Lin Qi kept shooting, Wang Zining couldn't laugh anymore, she could feel that Lin Qi's shooting skills were improving rapidly. It seems that every time Lin Qi kicks, his shooting skills will improve a little bit.

This feeling makes Wang Zining feel very weird, is Lin Qi really a football genius?

"It's unlikely, maybe he'll just shoot." Wang Zining's lips pursed slightly, and her expression was a little solemn.

Lin Qi trains very seriously, kick after kick, not tired at all, and he doesn't feel bored... Forehead... Bland... The word doesn't seem to have anything to do with football.

Wang Zining couldn't help but be in a trance when she saw Lin Qi training so seriously.

"If his football skills such as dribbling and passing can improve as fast as shooting, it seems like he can really become a professional footballer."

Wang Zining began to believe in her heart that Lin Qi was not joking if he wanted to become a professional player!