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"Oh my god, did you see it? It's a pendulum swing!"

"That Chinese boy actually used Ronnie's pendulum to pass!"

"Oh my God, how is this possible?"

"How did he do it?"

Those fans who opposed Lei Yu before the game looked curiously at Lei Yu up and down.

When they saw his thighs, which were almost as thick as Carlos's, everyone shook their heads.

This guy actually uses such thick legs to embroider?

On the side of the court, seeing that it was Lei Yu who opened the scoring for the team, Villas-Boas, who came over specially to watch the game, also shook his fist fiercely.

When he saw Rey's embarrassed smile, Boas became even more proud.

As expected of a product produced by a gunman, worthy of being a guy that even Mr. Jose noticed, this time he really found a treasure!

For a coach, his sense of accomplishment comes not only from victory on the court, but also from the discovery of new players.

"Professor, Professor, you really made a mistake this time!"

At the same time, Wenger on the other side of the strait sneezed several times in succession.

Looking at the purchase list in his hand, and looking at the photo of Xiaofa with a Barcelona jersey on the side, the professor's brows deepened.

...

On the court, those who have the ability to score goals have the right to speak.

Even if everyone doesn't like to see Lei Yu during training, one has to admit that Lei Yu's ball control ability is indeed second to none.

Now, Lei Yu takes the lead for the team again.

In the next game, the players subconsciously focused on Lei Yu and passed the ball to his feet.

Facing opponents from all directions, Lei Yu remained unmoved.

As long as the opponent doesn't commit any fouls, Lei Yu can use his strong body to trick his opponent.

Pull the ball, kick back, change line, pull back, lunge... all in one go.

Like a dancer who wanders into the football field, moving with brisk steps, leading the team to advance step by step.

But in the eyes of the fans watching, they always felt something was awkward.

"Why did I see a big, foot-picking guy in a swan suit doing ballet?"

"He seems to be on tiptoe?"

"Shetter, are these guys in the youth team all fools? Can't even grab this ball?"

Even the fans think so, let alone the players on the field.

Lei Yu looks like a rough guy in appearance, but no matter whether he is one or two players, the youth team players just can't get rid of the ball.

Thirty minutes into the game, Lei Yu's personal ball possession rate reached 20%!

"Hey, break the ball!"

"His legs are so thick, can't you move as fast as him?"

Listening to the chants of the fans, the youth team players became increasingly frustrated as they played.

It would be understandable to say that Lei Yu is in his 20s, but he is about the same age as a youth team player.

Facing such peers, the pressing youth team members became increasingly unable to control their anger.

"Instead of expecting me to steal the ball, you might as well let me knock him over with one kick!"

The ball-controlling midfielders they have encountered in the past all had thin glass bodies.

Lei Yu's appearance completely overturned their impression of these people.

Lei Yu is not very tall, but his chassis is very stable. Coupled with his sturdy body, it is difficult for one or two players to get close to him.

No, Lei Yu on the court was resisting the two men's advances while stretching his neck to observe the movement of his teammates.

Bo~~~

The ball passed between two youth team players and entered the penalty area diagonally.

Paulinho, who came in from the center, caught up with the ball and pushed the ball from a small angle. The ball missed the near post and entered the net again.

"Ohhhhh!!!"

Another goal!

The team fans cheered again.

Lei Yu also had half of the credit for this second goal!

Paulinho, who scored the goal, is a member of the Brazilian gang.

After scoring the goal, Paulinho paused for a moment, then turned to Lei Yu and gave him a high-five.

Before the first half was over, Lei Yu's performance was enough to give him a perfect score for his trial training.

Signing with Porto seems to be a natural thing.

Instead of continuing to resist, it is better to have a good relationship with Lei Yu.

Maybe in the future, when Lei Yu puts in a few nice words in front of Villas-Boas, he will also have the opportunity to play for the first team!

Amid the cheers of everyone, Wendy once again tore off the record that had just filled a page.

"Ohhhhhh!!!"

"how so?"

The girl shook her head and pulled her blond hair hard.

How could he be so lucky?

It’s completely different from what I imagined before!

Shouldn't this Chinese neighbor who is a neighbor of Bangzi make continuous passes and defensive mistakes after starting, and then be replaced by the coach before the first half is over?

Why is it that before the 45th minute is up, there is already a pass and a shot?

Even if he is substituted in advance, it is still a protective substitution!

If he keeps playing like this, what should I write? What should I report back to the editor?

Is it possible...that we need to change the angle?

Looking at Lei Yu who was surrounded by people on the field, Wendy subconsciously raised her pen.

Thirty minutes later, Wendy's notebook was filled with three pages.

"...In the 49th minute, China Lei successfully stole the ball in the backcourt and blocked Benfica's fast break. It was simply an airtight wall..."

"...In the 53rd minute, China Lei passed four from the right and successfully made a pass. His passing was as fast as lightning..."

"...In the 59th minute, China Lei passed three people in front of the penalty area and hit a long-range shot straight into the blind corner of Benfica's goal, like a shot from heaven..."

...

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded again.

In the 78th minute, Lei Yu suddenly accelerated in the frontcourt to grab the ball, knocked away the opponent's midfielder with his body and stole the ball.

Once again, he passed three people in a row, rushed into the penalty area in front of the opponent's goalkeeper, and succeeded in pushing the shot into the far corner of the goal.

At this time, the score on the field had become 5 to 1, and the youth team was completely beaten by the summer training camp.

After a simple celebration, Lei Yu saw Rael waving to him from the sidelines.

After high-fiving his teammates who were waiting to play, Lei Yu sat down on the bench.

"Hey, handsome Chinese guy, do you want to come to Alanto tonight? We'll buy you a drink!"

"Arlando's wine is like horse piss. If you want to drink it, come to Kenny Street. We have beauties with big butts!"

"Come on Arlando!"

“Come to Kenny Street!”

Before Lei Yu could respond, the fans in the stands started to quarrel.

Lei Yu conquered this group of picky fans in less than 90 minutes.

At the end of the game, Wendy ran to the corner of the court, picked up her phone and put it next to her ear.

"Hello, Wendy? How long did that Chinese guy last? Has he reached halftime?" Editor Cartman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Cartman, I, I'm afraid we have changed our strategy." Wendy reported carefully.

"Change strategy? What do you mean?" Cartman was stunned.

When he heard the score reported by Wendy and Lei Yu's personal data, Cartman barked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"What? 5 to 2? Three goals and one assist? Are you sure it's that Chinese kid?"

"Mr. Cartman, I, I saw it with my own eyes." At this moment, even Wendy was impressed.

A rising star like Lei Yu may soon become Porto's main force.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time. It was obvious that Cartman was considering whether to continue to write an article belittling Boas's ability by slandering Lei Yu.

Now it seems that Villas-Boas may have really discovered a football genius.

After thinking for a while, Cartman said in a deep voice: "In that case, let's report in a different direction."

"Yes, Mr. Cartman, what should I do?" Wendy asked quickly.

"I have a hunch that this guy China Lei will definitely become big news. I need you to dig out all the news about him before others notice him, especially the tidbits. You know what to do.

"

Hearing Cartman's last words, Wendy subconsciously covered her chest.

"Don't worry, Mr. Cartman, I will do it!"