"Click"

The metal plate fell and was fixed to the ground, and the suspended railing was lowered and merged into the circular metal plate.

The middle-aged Wang Mingfeng took a step forward and looked forward.

In front of you is a huge green field, a standard, international football stadium!

110 meters long and 75 meters wide, rectangular, emerald green lawn painted with his familiar markings, on each side of which is a goal covered with a white net.

This is the holy place that he has thought about countless times in his heart, and wants to run and gallop on it to his heart's content!

Without hesitation, Wang Mingfeng began to run, running from one end of the court to the other, and back from the other end.

Then lie on the grass that exudes the fragrance of the grass, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the sky of the dome.

The soccer field is housed in a huge stadium, surrounded by rows of chairs that rise up the stairs, closed on all sides, and directly above it is an oval-shaped hollow through which the bright sunlight falls onto the emerald green pitch below.

After lying down for a while, Wang Mingfeng stood up and opened his mouth to summon the holographic panel.

After thinking about it, he clicked the button, and after carefully selecting Yifan, he chose a slightly fatter coach with a very kind face.

Countless points of light converged, and the round-faced "Coach Zhao" appeared in front of him.

Without waiting for the NPC coach to speak, Wang Mingfeng asked directly, "How should I start a game?" ”

Coach Zhao over there said: "I want to ask first, do you have a certain understanding of football?" Have you had some training? ”

"Of course I do." Wang Mingfeng replied: "I once participated in the municipal football team and have undergone professional training. ”

"Oh, that's it......" Coach Zhao looked him up and down, and said, "Okay, choose the equipment, that is, the jersey, socks, sneakers, of course, you can also choose wrist pads, knee pads, and forehead guards...... Just click on the panel......"

After a while, the light appeared again and again, a set of red jerseys, black socks and shoes, and after Yifan was dressed neatly, Wang Mingfeng stood in front of the coach.

The coach continued: "Do you want to have a normal training match or a regular game?" ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Mingfeng was puzzled.

"Ordinary training matches, that is, after selecting a group of companions and opponents, you can start the game and hone your skills, this mode can be stopped at any time, adjusted, and generally used for training." Coach Zhao elaborated: "There are multiple levels in regular competitions, and you can only compete in the corresponding level, and you must complete the competition to get the rank evaluation after participating, and if you stop halfway, you can only start again next time. ”

"That's ......" Wang Mingfeng nodded, indicating that he understood, and then asked, "Then how to do it?" ”

"In a normal training match, just click on it, and then click on it, and then I will be the referee." Coach Zhao explained: "As for regular matches, you can choose among them. ”

After thinking about it, Wang Mingfeng still clicked on the option first.

Inside is a long row of match name buttons: ,,,,,,,,...... And!

But now only the first of these options is lit up and can be clicked.

Looking at the name of this long row of games, Wang Mingfeng opened his mouth wide.

There is even a World Cup!

Doesn't this mean that as long as I work hard enough, I can lead the Chinese team to the World Cup?

But when he thought of his current age, physical condition, and the performance of the Chinese national team in reality, Wang Mingfeng let out a sigh of relief.

Forget it, don't think about the game first, let's play a training game first, I'm itching feet!

Without hesitation, he clicked the button directly.

Inside is a long row of avatars and names, and there is a detailed introduction after clicking on it:

: Male, 28 years old, leader of the third group of the sewing workshop of Dafeng Garment Factory, honest personality, likes to exercise on weekdays, has participated in two amateur football matches organized by the district, and is good at defenders.

: Male, 25 years old, ordinary electrician of the district power supply station, serious personality, love football, participated in an amateur football match organized by the district, scored three goals in the game, and is good at positioning striker or center.

: Male, 22 years old, physical education teacher of the district experimental primary school, outgoing and sunny, strong body, participated in an amateur football match organized by the district, and is good at positioning goalkeepers or defenders.

……

What kind of teammates are these! Don't have a workshop leader? Electrician? PE teacher? Don't you have a career?

As if seeing most of Wang Mingfeng's doubts, the NPC next to him Coach Zhao said: "That's the case, the teammates you can choose from at each level are different, like you now, you belong to the district amateur level, so you can choose from teammates at this level, with the rise of the level in the official competition, the teammates you can choose will become stronger and stronger, until the end, it is also possible to invite world-class football superstars." ”

Well, that's true, even if I give me a bunch of Mr. Footballers, Golden Boot winners, I can't keep up with their cooperation, although these people are amateurs now, but after all, they have also participated in competitions, and they are better than others.

Accepting the reality, Wang Mingfeng patiently searched for it in the list.

Well, it's better to choose some to participate in the game a little more, the older you are, and the body to be strong, don't play half the court and have no energy, and the character, after all, it is an amateur, it's better to be honest and obedient, listen to my command......

It took more than half an hour for Wang Mingfeng to select 15 teammates among more than 100 options, including 10 regular team members and 5 substitutes.

Well, the next thing is the opponent's choice!

Clicking the button, nine opponents appeared.

……

If you look at it this way, my district is the eighth place in the competition last year? Two in the back, seven in the front?

After thinking about it, Wang Mingfeng chose last year's seventh place.

The referee gave the order, and the game officially began!