As for which direction it took, Zhang Lei was not worried at all.

A genius like him can pick out the world wave and smash it into the opponent's goal with any stroke.

And then everyone present will cheer for him! Worship!

He's the football emperor on the pitch!

This has been proven again and again yesterday.

But things feel a little different today.

When this kick was pulled out, Zhang Lei felt different.

It's like...... Didn't exert as much force as yesterday.

But that's not the most different.

The most different thing is the audience...... There was a cheer from everyone...... No, exclaimed.

Zhang Lei's kick did not slam towards the goal of the T12-F team, but slammed it towards the sidelines.

Impartially, he just slammed into the club manager Li who was sitting on the sidelines.

Manager Li was talking to Huang Bin, the head coach of the T12 echelon, at this time, and he didn't guard against the football and slammed it at him.

'Boom! There was a muffled sound.

The soccer ball smashed firmly into half of Manager Li's face.

Half of Manager Li's face suddenly swollen high.

And he looked confused, not knowing what was going on.

"Zhang Lei! Where to kick it? Hu Dong asked Zhang Lei in the field with a surprised expression.

Manager Li finally understood what was going on.

After a long time, it was Zhang Lei, the rising star in the T12 reserve team, who kicked the ball in his face when he shot? Smacked his face swollen?

The question is...... He's sitting in the middle of the pitch!

How far does this shot have to be to get here?

Zhang Lei: You wouldn't mean it, would you?

Did I provoke you?

Manager Li touched the corners of his mouth, and he was smashed and bleeding! He couldn't help but look extremely ugly.

"I just picked a random target to practice my feet." Zhang Lei trotted to the sidelines and apologized to Hu Dong for a few words.

"Oh? Choosing a target to train your feet? You deliberately kicked me in the face? When Manager Li of the club heard Zhang Lei's words, he was bleeding and salivating, covering his face, and asked Zhang Lei vaguely in his mouth.

"Ah...... Yes...... Yes...... I didn't mean to......" Zhang Lei realized where he had kicked this one. Manager Li, how big your face must be! I didn't even kick such a big net into it, so why did I kick you in the face? Isn't your face capable of creating gravity?

"Zhang Lei, you concentrate! Kick it well! What kind of feet do you practice? Director Huang is also on the sidelines today! Hu Dong reprimanded Zhang Lei with an ugly face.

With such a good performance opportunity today, this girl actually poked out such a big basket for the first time, which really made Hu Dong cry and laugh.

"Lao Zhang, that kick just now was your son's world wave? Was he shooting? Why don't you kick inside the door, as if you're breaking the siege? In the group of relatives and friends invited by Zhang Lei's father in the stands, several people who knew the ball were very puzzled and asked Zhang Lei's father a few words.

He ...... He's just practicing his feet, practicing his feet. Watch him next ball, next ball, guaranteed to be a world wave! Zhang Lei's father was embarrassed and explained a few words to the people around him.

Those present certainly couldn't have imagined it.

Zhang Lei's kick happened to hit the face of Manager Li of the club, and it was really not a casual pick.

Lu Chao, who was trapped in the snowfield, could observe everything that was happening here at any time through his computer.

And there are a small number of operation permissions.

Yesterday, Zhang Lei's long-range shots were all shot into the opposite goal by Lu Chao sitting in front of the computer and personally operating the mouse to draw an arc, so Zhang Lei became a player that Lu Chao could control.

Today, Lu Chao found that he could still control Zhang Lei, considering that the club's manager Li excluded his son Lu Yang, and even wanted to dismiss his son Lu Yang. Therefore, Lu Chao directly gave Zhang Lei this kick and drew an arc with the mouse to the face of Manager Li of the club.

Swollen his face!

……

The game continues.

Zhang Lei of the T12-B team kicked the ball out of the court, and it was the turn of the T12-F team to serve on the sidelines.

After the ball was released, according to Lu Yang's guidance, the ball should be passed to Wan Tao's feet.

It's a pity that the overall level of the players of the T12-F team is relatively poor, and the ball has not been able to pass to Wan Tao's feet, so it was stealed by the T12-B team.

"Pass the ball!" Zhang Lei immediately shouted to his teammates on Team B.

The teammates were a little hesitant, mainly because Zhang Lei's kick was too unreliable before.

"Pass the ball to him!" Hu Dong, the coach of the T12-B team, was also shouting loudly from the sidelines.

After all, after watching Zhang Lei's performance yesterday, Hu Dong is still very confident in Zhang Lei, as long as he plays normally, he will definitely be able to play the world wave again.

"Son! Come to the foot world wave! Zhang Lei's father also shouted loudly in the stands.

invited so many relatives, friends, colleagues and neighbors to come over to cheer for Zhang Lei, this is a good time to give Zhang's parents face, and his son Zhang Lei can't drop the chain at this time.

The teammates who took the ball heard coach Hu Dong's shouting, so they didn't hesitate anymore and gave Zhang Lei a very comfortable pick.

Zhang Lei took a deep breath, this time he didn't dare to kick again, looked at the opposite goal, and then suddenly picked up a heavy kick to the falling ball and kicked it towards the goal on the opposite side of what he thought.

'Bang! ’

There was a muffled sound.

The ball flew straight into the sky.

It was just after noon, and the sun was still above the head, and when you raised your head, you would be dazzled.

Therefore, where Zhang Lei kicked the ball this time, no one knows for a while.

"Where's the ball?" Hu Dong asked Manager Li, who was walking over and covering his swollen face, with a surprised face.

"I don't know." Manager Li replied to Hu Dong angrily.

Soon there was a cheer from the stands...... No, exclaim.

Because the spectators in the stands were the first to see the falling football.

roared down from the sky, impartial, and smashed right on the top of Hu Dong's head.

The soccer balls used in the game are full of gas and are as strong as a wooden ball.

On weekdays, headers and the like are shot with a hard forehead.

But at this time, the hard ball that fell from the sky smashed into Hu Dong's Tianling Gai.

'Boom! There was a muffled sound.

Hu Dong only felt that his head was tight, and then he fell to the edge of the field.

After a long while, Hu Dong came to his senses in the shouts of others around him pinching people and slapping his face.

The roof of the head still hurts.

"Who's throwing objects in the air? Mala next door! Hu Dong touched his head and couldn't help but burst into foul mouth.

"It's Zhang Lei! Your good disciple, just now he didn't kick out the world wave, kicked the world, and fell right on your head. When Manager Li of the club saw the hematoma on the top of Hu Dong's head, his heart suddenly became much more balanced.

"Zhang Lei?" Hu Dong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that this was kicked out by Zhang Lei.