Tang Jue watched the football fly over the goal line, and he didn't cheer right away. Because he forced his waist straight before he could shoot, his breathing was out of order, so he stopped breathing. In the last game of Lyon Juniors, his breath was messy with his fragile heart. He stopped breathing at that moment.

Tang Jue opened his mouth wide and breathed desperately, as if he was on a plateau, the oxygen content was too low, and he needed to exhale a lot of air. He looked like a fish out of the water, with its mouth wide open and desperately breathing!

Arendt pounced on Tang Jue's body and shouted loudly, "Don! It's fucking beautiful! ”

Tang Juezhi said that he was saying that he shot beautifully, not that he was beautiful. So Tang Jue hugged Arendt and began to giggle!

Shack looked at the smirking Tang Jue, and a faint sadness suddenly appeared in his heart. Last night, Cantona told him to be ready to call him up for the first team this season. Now even this guy, who has been away from the stadium for three years, can't prevent it, hey, how can he perform in Ligue 1.

He looked at Tang Jue in frustration, and found that the two eyebrows at the tips of Tang Jue's eyebrows were proudly erected, as if an eagle was spreading its wings and flying!

The game continued, and Tang Jue scored two goals in the subsequent game to complete the hat-trick. As the whistle sounded at the end of the game, Tang Jue's trial ended.

At the end of the game, Tang did not look ecstatic. Because in this Paris Saint-Germain second team, the highest level of defenders is only at the beginning of the professional level, one-on-one, and no one can guard him. Only a victory over a strong opponent can excite him.

Sack patted Tang Jue's shoulder, shook his head and said, "Tang, you are very powerful, you are welcome to join." Other teammates also congratulated Tang Jue. In their opinion, there is no problem with Tang Jue signing a contract.

Tang Jue secretly thought: Is this their acceptance of me?

So he bared his white teeth and smiled at them, his face shining brightly. Football is a team sport, and the game of football is a team, and fighting with another team can lead to internal unity to defeat the opponent. Being accepted by his teammates, Tang Jue took a solid step.

Rakenbe shouted at the player, "Go and rehydrate, Don has other things." "The players are leaving. At this time, Cantona shook a fan in his right hand and walked over unruly, like a ruffian hooligan in a Chinese movie. Cantona skillfully put away the fan and stood in front of Tang Jue.

Tang Jie's calm fell in Cantona's eyes, and Cantona patted Tang Jie's shoulder and said: "Tang, you Chinese are indeed very restrained, you scored three goals and are still so calm." Don didn't know how to answer him, did he want to say to Cantona, not because he was introverted, but because his opponent was not strong!

Don was never sure if he was too proud to say this, and whether it would cause Cantona to be dissatisfied.

Cantona looked very happy and said: "You did a good job, now we will talk about the contract." Tang Jue's performance conquered him, and he couldn't wait to sign him.

Without waiting for Tang Jue to speak, the technician beside Cantona spoke: "Mr. Cantona, I have to warn you. Young players come to tryout, and if their skills are confirmed by club officials, the next step is to test their physical fitness. Then you have to undergo a physical test, and you can sign a contract after the last day. ”

"His skills have been affirmed by you, and according to the regulations, he will now have to take a physical fitness test."

Cantona turned his head to look at the jutsuman, who had once been a famous fighter on the court and who he now regarded as an opponent.

Cantona's eyes flashed with a sharpness, and he said viciously: "Phew, it's not a track and field athlete, what are you doing to test your physical fitness, you also saw it just now, how fast he runs, this still needs to be tested?" What's more, testing physical fitness is just a reference for signing a contract after the most stumbling days. Now that I've decided to have him, there's no point in this test. ”

The technician did not back down, he insisted: "Mr. Cantona, this is the rule, he is indeed very good, but according to the rules of the club, he must be tested for fitness. ”

Cantona retracted the sharpness in his eyes, the sorcerer was his opponent, and he raised the club's rules as a shield to keep Cantona's onslaught at bay. Cantona had no choice but to say, "Okay, okay, then you can test it quickly." Well, wait a minute, I'll have to negotiate the details of the contract with him. ”

The technical staff is not Chinese, and he does not have the idea of taking a step back in his head. He looked at Cantona and said, "Mr. Cantona, according to the regulations, after the physical fitness test, he also has to undergo a medical examination. If you pass the medical examination, you can sign a contract. ”

Cantona is king at Manchester United and king at Paris Saint-Germain. The king also had to follow the rules, this was the logic of the French. So Cantona has to follow the rules of the club too!

Cantona spat hard at the turf and said indignantly, "Damn the rules! Hurry up and get it done. Tang Jue grew up in France, and he didn't have any opinions in his heart about the persistence of the technical personnel. Instead, he felt that Cantona was unreasonable.

The technician ignored Cantona's displeasure, and he said to Tang Jue: "Tang, we have to do two tests, one is thirty meters, and the other is a twelve-minute run. Do you need a break? ”

Tang Jue shook his head and said, "There is no need to rest. Let's get started now. ”

The technician said, "Okay, I'll take notes." During the test, you can invite other team members to accompany you. ”

……

Tang Jue and Arendt slowly walked towards the starting point. Arendt said to Tang Jue: "Tang, why don't we make a bet, if you win, I will invite you to dinner in the evening." If I win, how about you invite me to a drink in the evening? ”

The bets between the two were different, and Don never went to expose Arendt, he nodded and agreed. Although he didn't know what Arendt's speed was at thirty meters, since the other party proposed to bet, he must have a great deal of confidence.

I learned from my family that we have to face difficulties head-on!

Now in the face of challenges, Tang Jue must also face it head-on!

Arendt's eyes flashed with a look of conspiracy succeeding. Arendt smiled in his heart: You scored more goals than me during the game, and now I want you to know how fast I am!

Arendt wants to regain the pride of youth he lost in the race at 30 meters. Thirty meters is his forte!

Under the parasol, Haddad saw Arendt's eyes, he shook his head and said, "Arendt, this guy, must be making a bet with Don." Every time someone comes in for a tryout, he's like that. ”

Sack looked at Arendt with indignation, he had come to Paris from Sedan for a trial a year ago, and during the 30-meter test, he had fallen for Arendt, who was amazingly fast.

Sark's eyes suddenly brightened, as he remembered the game just now, and Tang Jue's speed was also very fast.

A smile spread across his face as he said, "Maybe Arendt might lose today." Don's speed is not slow. ”

However, most of the team members thought Arendt would win, because Arendt's speed of 30 meters was an astonishing 3.6 seconds, and the best of them was only 3.8 seconds.

Arendt is not to say that in the second team, even in the whole club, he is the fastest. It is said that his speed of 30 meters can rank second in France. The first place went to Benzema of Lyon, with a speed of 3.5 seconds at 30 meters!

Some say that Benzema's thirty-meter speed, in the whole of Europe, can be ranked in the top five. Arendt's thirty-meter speed, in the whole of Europe, can be ranked in the top ten.

Therefore, there are very few people who support Tang Jue.

Sack argues with reason, and he thinks Don will definitely win. The two sides argued, and Sack said: "Or let's gamble, I'll bet on Don to win!" ”

As soon as they heard this, the players seemed to be interested and placed bets one after another. Sack found that the people who had supported his views a moment ago were now betting on Arendt. In other words, the only person who is betting on Tang Jue now is himself!

Sark's face turned pale after counting. Because he found that if Don Jue lost, he would have to pay 160,000 francs. Sack spat hatefully on the ground and whispered, "Bastard, you made so many bets!" Don, you must win, or I won't have two weeks' salary!" ”

……

Assistant coach Amelo shouted at Tang Jue and Arendt at the starting point: "Ready...... Run! ”

As soon as the words fell, two figures like arrows off the string rushed quickly!

The eyes of everyone in the stadium were on the two figures that were running fast!

A race of speed has begun!

The speed contest between the two strikers has begun!

Sack shouted, "Don, come on!" Come on! "He wants to cheer for Tang Jue, 160,000, two weeks' salary!

The other players raised their voices and shouted, "Arendt, come on!" Come on! The sound of Zac cheering Tang Jue on was drowned out in a louder voice. That's his opponent, cheering Arendt!

Sark's face was gloomy, his mouth was closed, and he was too weak to confront his opponent. Now I can only pin my hope on Tang Jue, hoping that he will create a miracle and be able to defeat Arendt.

Cantona frowned, looking at the two rapidly flying figures, the fan in his hand slowly stopped, as if those two figures had caught his attention.

……

The muscles on Arendt's face, beating fast with the rhythm of the run, made him look solemn. His two long legs moved forward quickly, and the muscles in his legs contracted and stretched quickly and vigorously. The sweat on the legs, shining dazzlingly in the setting sun. He is on this runway, he has defeated all opponents, he is the king of this runway!

Ten meters passed, and the two were neck and neck......

Sack is very anxious, Arendt's height reaches 1.83 meters, Tang Jue is only 1.75 meters, if in the starting stage, Tang must not win, to the back, Arendt's two powerful legs will definitely leave Tang Jue behind.

At this time, the voice of cheering Arendt is louder! They see the hope of victory!

Twenty meters later, the two were still neck and neck......

A strange look appeared in Cantona's eyes!

Sack is nervous and has sweaty palms!

Only five meters from the finish line!

Saxe's heart was already in his throat, he forgot to breathe, his eyes widened, and his mouth was still muttering: 160,000 francs! Don, quick, quick, fast......

The technician and Rakenbe stared with bated breath as the two of them took care of the time.

Two lightning bolts flew across the finish line, and the two separated the winners and losers in the last three meters!