It seems that this middle-aged man is really the director of jishu, as soon as he appeared, the coach in the field immediately stopped training, and everyone turned their eyes to Qiao Wanxian.

Counting the audience, there are thousands of people, right? Being watched by so many people, Qiao Wanxian said that he was not nervous, which was a lie.

He reached for a small test tube in his trouser pocket, a confident look on his face.

That's right, this is his exclusive secret ingredient - Shengyuan No. 1!

It stands to reason that an adult man only needs to apply one milliliter of Shengyuan No. 1 to maintain his "superpower" state for 3 hours, while this fourteen or fifteen-year-old goalkeeper only needs half a milliliter to achieve the desired effect.

But after all, this was the first time Qiao Wanxian had used his Shengyuan No. 1 stimulant since he was reborn, and he didn't know if the effect was as powerful as in his previous life, so he simply poured all the two milliliters of liquid in a test tube into the palm of his hand.

The little goalkeeper looked at Qiao Wanxian curiously, his face was full of frustration, obviously he was also dissatisfied with his performance just now.

Qiao Wanxian walked up to him and said with a smile: "Young man, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Tony Anderson." His voice was still very young.

Qiao Wanxian showed a very easy-going smile, squatted down in front of him, and said patiently: "Anderson, do you know that your performance just now was so bad?" ”

Anderson lowered his head in frustration and said gloomily: "Because I don't have football talent...... I decided, I still listened to my mother and went home to study......"

Qiao Wanxian shook his head and said, "Anderson, you are wrong, not only you are wrong, but even your coach is wrong!" ”

"Huh? What are you talking about, sir? ”

Qiao Wanxian said solemnly: "Anderson, do you know, in fact, with your physical condition, the forward is your best position!" ”

"Huh? Striker? Anderson was stunned.

Qiao Wan said without being shocked: "That's right, Striker!" If you develop well, you can reach Ronaldo's abilities! ”

Anderson was pleasantly surprised at first, but when he heard this, his little face suddenly darkened. Reach Ronaldo's abilities? How can it be! That's a unique figure in the history of football, known as the "alien"!

Anderson said in frustration: "Sir, I know you are kind, but ...... You don't have to perfunctory my ...... with such words."

Qiao Wanxian chuckled and said, "You have to believe me Anderson, of course you have to believe in yourself!" Do you just want to give up your football dreams? ”

Anderson shook his head.

Qiao Wanxian continued to encourage: "Okay, let me tell you, when you do the team training match in a while, you go to the forward, control the ball, and shoot are your goals, understand?" ”

Anderson was puzzled.

Qiao Wanxian patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said, "Give yourself a chance, go and do it boldly!" ”

Anderson took a deep breath, and finally a confident look appeared on his little face, and nodded solemnly.

Qiao Wan smiled idly: "That's right, don't rush to the game first, come over and I'll give you a massage first." ”

"Massage?" Anderson was surprised.

Qiao Wan said incomprehensibly: "Let you loosen your muscles, let you relax, and behave well!" ”

With that, Qiao Wanxian walked around Anderson's back, put the hand containing Shengyuan No. 1 into his jersey, and smeared it briefly on his waist.

"All is well, you can go to the show!" Qiao Wan slapped his face and said excitedly.

Anderson said strangely: "This is considered a massage, just touch me ......"

“haha！” Qiao Wan touched Anderson's head and said with a smile: "Go tell your coach, you want to play forward!" ”

The team training match started again, and Qiao Wanxian came to the middle-aged man again, but was surprised to find that he was wearing a sun hat again, which looked very funny.

"Buzz!"

Qiao Wanxian just walked to the middle-aged man's side, and before he turned around, he heard an exclamation from the audience, and the middle-aged man's face also changed greatly, and he said stupidly: "This ball...... Entered? ”

Jowan turned around idly to find that the children had restarted the game, and apparently through the middle-aged man's reaction, he knew that it must have been Anderson who had scored just now.

At this time, the ball was at the feet of the opponent, and as soon as he turned around and was about to pass the ball, a person rushed over behind him, easily snatched the ball, and looked at it, it was Anderson!

At this time, three defenders immediately came to surround him, only to see Anderson rushing forward in a hurry, first a simple bicycle action shook one person, facing the two defenders in front of him who wanted to "close the door", he turned his head to his teammate on the left.

Just when the opponent thought he would pass the ball, Anderson flicked the ball with the instep of his foot, and then the man bypassed the two defenders from the other direction, and came to a beautiful ball split!

The confrontation within this team is a seven-a-side system, and after the three people are relaxed, there is an open field in front of him, and at this time Anderson exerted his speed to the extreme, far away from the defenders chasing behind him, and the other party even gave up the chase when he reached zuihou, stunned in place, stared at Anderson with wide eyes, and his face was full of incredulity.

Anderson faced the opposing goalkeeper's unhurried volley, and it was an easy goal. From steals, to passes, to shooting, the whole set of actions is done in one go, and the audience applauds again and again, and the camera keeps flashing.

Looking at the youth coach over there, his face has turned green, and he keeps wiping his sweat, can it be that this Anderson is really a striker? Why didn't I find out before?

After a while, the muscles on his face trembled violently again...... What the hell is going on? Marseille maneuver, such a difficult trick he used so skillfully?

At this time, the middle-aged man beside Qiao Wanxian also had a strange gloomy face, and he muttered in a low voice: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" That position was at least twenty-five meters from the goal, and his shot was so big? And it hangs so accurately in the upper left corner? ”

"Haha, he's scored again, it's the fourth, right?" Qiao Wan smiled proudly, the fourth goal was a cross from a teammate, Anderson jumped up under the attack of four opposing players, shook his head at the ball, and came to a beautiful look back at the moon, and the goalkeeper was beyond the reach of the whip.

It was less than 20 minutes after the training match started, and Anderson had a big four, not to mention the middle-aged man off the field, even the players on the field were stunned one by one, looking at their companions, trying to find the answer from the other party's face, but Zuihou's result was shaking his head.

The middle-aged man didn't know what he was thinking, he kept staring at the training ground, his eyes were erratic, and his face was even more mysterious and thoughtful.

Seeing that something was wrong, the academy coach quickly walked to the sidelines to encourage the players who had lost their fighting spirit, and then simply assigned the tasks of zone defense and man to man defense.

But just when the youth coach wanted to take a long sigh of relief, his eyes were straight again, this Anderson is simply a pervert, and he actually scored again! He followed his team-mate's pass and fired a furious shot from the edge of the penalty area, and a beautiful curling ball once again penetrated the goalkeeper's ten fingers.

It's been less than 50 seconds since he finished his defensive tactics!

"Hmm...... It must have been that the tactics had just been laid out and the players weren't ready yet. "The youth coach secretly found a step for himself in his heart.

Five minutes later, the ball fell to Anderson again. Now every time I see Anderson touch the ball, the academy coach's heart feels like a drop of blood.

Fortunately, this time Anderson did not choose to break through with the ball again, but chose a long pass, which finally made the coach breathe, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face. Yes, it looks like my defensive tactics worked.

However, the next moment, his eyes suddenly reached the maximum again, and his eyeballs almost fell to the ground, which ...... This can't be, it's simply not possible!

The youth coach couldn't believe his eyes, it felt like he was in a dream, this ...... It wasn't a pass, it was a long-range lob!

"Will the ball go in?" The middle-aged man stood beside Qiao Wanxian without saying a word, his eyes moving with the trick of the ball flying, zuihou...... It's in the goal again!

“GOAL！ Anderson, well done! Qiao Wanxian was relieved for a while.

After the ultra-long-distance hanging door entered, the middle-aged man finally spoke, and his voice was so heavy: "What did you do to him?" ”

Qiao Wanxian smiled slightly, and said proudly: "I said, I am the best coach in the world, what Mourinho, what Ferguson is not my opponent!" I have the ability to turn decay into magic! ”

The middle-aged man said thoughtfully: "What is the football philosophy you adhere to?" ”

"Football philosophy?" Qiao Wan smiled and said arrogantly: "Football is an art, and art can only be written with beauty!" ”

"You believe in offensive football?"

Qiao Wanxian shook his head, and said in a lofty voice: "It's not offensive football, it's bombing football!" ”

If this middle-aged man heard Qiao Wanxian say such things for the first time, he would definitely think that this person was an arrogant maniac and had arrogance. But after seeing Anderson's drastic transformation at this time, he had to re-examine the young man, because it was related to a gambling contract.

Qiao Wan stretched his waist and said lazily: "Forget about the bet, Abu is very stubborn, I heard that he has a crush on Mourinho, you, the director of jishu, can't change his mind!" ”

The middle-aged man's face was very ugly, he glared at his back fiercely, and asked loudly, "What's your name?" ”

"Qiao Wanxian!" Qiao Wanxian waved his hand very domineeringly and walked away.

"Qiao Wanxian?" The middle-aged man muttered something in a low voice, turned his head to look, only to find that Anderson had scored another very beautiful volley from the training ground.

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