Chapter 32: Want to hug your thighs?
"Awesome, awesome!"
Akihiro Yamaguchi in the VIP room left the sofa with his butt and shouted with his fist, he took a fancy not only to Fujii Shu's ball skills, but also to the charm exuded by his gestures, presumably it will also become a weapon to attract money, ball skills and appearance, isn't it the next Beckham?
"You must sign him, package it well, idol-level player, I feel like the money will be cramping."
His attitude turned 180 degrees, picked up the contract he brought and flipped through it, which had a three-year portrait right and 50% of the income went to the club, and the player's contract was also a three-year contract, with an annual salary increase of 20%.
"Rookie players can only sign for three years, and half of the image rights are already the limit, don't be too greedy, Yamaguchi-san."
Coach Yasuda reminded that this club manager is more like a mercenary businessman.
"I'm sorry, anyway, our Kashima Antlers are the first team to take a fancy to Fujii Tree, three years is three years, I believe that after he joins the club, he will also use Kashima Antlers as his parent team."
Akihiro Yamaguchi retracted his expression, sat back in his place, and returned to his appearance as a big man.
The game on the field was still going on, and after the score was tied, the Horikoshi team's defense was more serious, and as soon as Fujii Shu received the ball, he would be immediately trapped, and even the passing route was blocked as much as possible, and Suhara was also prevented, and in the case of completely giving up the attack, the weakness of the Hachioji team's lack of players in the face of the iron bucket formation was revealed.
With less than ten minutes left in the game, Fujii got the ball again, and he was frequently interfered with by the defenders, and he was angry, and he reasonably rushed into Kohei Maeda, who was defending him in front of him, with a difference of half a head in height and a weight difference of more than 20 kilograms, and Kohei Maeda, who was fully prepared, only blocked it once, and was squeezed to the ground.
It's still a quick physical confrontation.
Fujii didn't think much about it, dribbling through the crowd of the Horikoshi team, completely unable to see that his slender and thin body would have such a strong physique, he knocked away three defenders in a row, clearing a gap, he kept the ball and shot angrily, the goalkeeper couldn't hold the football with one hand, and bounced back to his feet, turned around, and kicked the ball with his heel into the goal.
"The Hachioji team is leading 4-3, and now there are seven minutes left until the end of the game, and there is not much time left for the Horikoshi team."
Now, the people of the Horikoshi team are worried about losing.
Fujii Shu clapped his hands in celebration with satisfaction, and was surrounded by the team members who rushed over to celebrate, only Suhara was free, and he was still very arrogant.
"We're going to attack!"
Undeterred, Yuya Furusawa shouted loudly to the dejected Horikoshi team members, whose number on the field was number 10 and who was also the captain of Horikoshi Junior High School.
Near the end of the game, Furusawa Yuya received the ball and shot a long shot, this kick was so powerful that even Fujii looked up a little nervously, watching the ball fly towards the goal guarded by Ryunosuke with worry.
Ryunosuke, who had scored three goals in a row in the first half, angrily looked at the flying football, flew up, took off the football in an incredible posture, and took it into his arms, ending the attack.
"No way!"
Ryunosuke got up and shook his finger at Team Horikoshi, his expression smug and glanced at the time, counting stoppage time, there were at most five minutes left.
"Ahh
He pretended to have a knee injury and half-knelt on the ground, intending to delay for a while, but the Horikoshi team member opposite couldn't help but start scolding.
"Don't pretend here, hurry up and kick off!"
"It's a show, isn't it? You're not a diver again? ”
"Shh
The linesman whistled and motioned for Ryunosuke to hurry up or he would be giving away a Topaz God of War card.
"Just give it to me!"
Fujii is the closest to Ryunosuke, and a one-goal lead is still not safe, and he intends to score another one.
Ryunosuke threw the football with his hands, he could throw it accurately more than 20 meters away, and it was difficult to control the landing point no matter how far he went.
Fujii took control of the ball with the first kick, turned to face Kohei Maeda, learned from Neymar's cut ball, stunned Kohei Maeda's body center of gravity, dribbled the ball around, but met Yuya Furuzawa who was supplementing the defense, Yuya Furuzawa as a center, but I had never seen him participate in defense.
All you need to do is hold him back.
Yuya Furusawa has lost the confidence of the first half, and his expectations are low, and he plans to drag it until Yuhei Maeda catches up and wraps Fujii with him.
Fujii Shu calmly buckled the ball, his shoulders sank, and his right foot took the ball out first, Furuzawa Yumi's reaction was not slow, but Fujii Shu moved faster, took the football with his left foot, and replaced it with the right foot that touched the ball for the third time, and the rhythm and speed of the whole person formed a unique rhythm, which perfectly replicated Da Luo's bicycle and passed through Furusawa Yumi.
Fujii Shu, who connected the two of them, suddenly the court in front of him was empty, and he took the ball to raise his speed, except for an opposing defender who intercepted in advance by space, the others were not even qualified to follow behind and eat ashes.
Facing the nervous defender, Fujii picked up the ball directly, using his speed and body to squeeze past the defender.
Facing the goalkeeper single-handedly, Fujii moved from the wing to the middle, and the options for shooting were wider.
Left? Or on the right?
The Horikoshi goalkeeper judged the direction in which Fujii was about to shoot, and Fujii did not hesitate to kick the football into the inner corner of the right post.
The goalkeeper saved, but the shot was too fast and he slowed down a beat and watched as the ball bounced off the post and into the net.
"Five to three! The Hachioji High School team has already locked up the win, and No. 13 Fujii Shu completed his senior year, with four goals and one assist! It's like a god! ”
The crowd on the sidelines was conquered by such a performance, and after this goal, Horigaka Squadron completely lost his heart and resigned himself to losing the game.
"You're strong, but I'm going to try to catch up with you, can you swap jerseys?"
Furusawa Yuya took the initiative to find Fujii, he was covered in sweat, as if he had just come out of the sauna, Fujii didn't hate this player, at least the defense of the Horikoshi team was very clean, unlike the people attached to the University of Technology, who tackled at people at every turn.
Fujii took off the substitute jersey on the outside, and then took off the No. 13 jersey with half of the sleeves torn off his body, and the opponent should want to get this more meaningful jersey.
"I look forward to meeting you in the island country's national youth team, Maeda and I are both in the U17 team, and we will enter the U20 immediately, your strength will definitely be able to enter the U20 as the main force."
Furusawa Yuya was impressed by Fujii's performance, and chatted a few more words, the corners of Fujii's mouth twitched, forget it when he enters the island country's national youth team, he is still the soul of the Chinese in his bones, the national football team is so bad, he won't go to naturalization as a thigh, but the island country's national team, he doesn't have the heart to go in, and he is not really a Heisei islander, so he can't do it.
Seeing that you high school students have this kind of attendance, maybe in a few years from the World Cup, you can beat Germany and Spain, hehe.
Fujii looked around the stadium where the game was playing, and it was almost full, and such a football atmosphere and game system were indeed impressive.
"Fujii-kun, here and here!"
In an area of the stands, someone shouted to him.