Ice Shooter of the Green Field

"Ah Ce, playing football in such cold today, you are too hardworking!" The tall, dark-skinned boy in front of him is called Yang Jifei. He is a good friend of Qi Ce's when he was a student. People still have occasional contact until before time travel.

"Aren't you the same, come to play on New Year's Day." Qi Ce smiled. It's not because he worked too hard, but because he got this system, he has to try it anyway, right? Of course, the task is also one thing, but the most important purpose is to test his own body.

The current ability value of 92 is enough to be a main force in the current Chinese Super League team, but after all, the data is just a number, and you can only know how many catties and taels you really have to play.

Fortunately, due to his resistance to his parents' decision during this period of time in his previous life, Qi Ce found many football-related QQ groups and made many friends. know.

"Today's opponent has a professional player. I heard that he was a member of the United City team last year. He is very good."

Yang Jifei's casual words caught Qi Ce's attention: "Professional players? Come here to play wild ball?"

"It's the offseason now, and Liancheng is going to help Shenhua merge. There are many people in the echelon, and many people don't play because they don't have a position, so they come to the amateur field to play."

The game the two are discussing is actually a football meeting organized by the public stadium near their homes. Usually, a team of fans plays in it. Yang Jifei is also one of them. Qi Ce, who left professional football in his previous life Also often plays in this team.

But now he is just a foreign aid, because the football base is closed for training, and there are not many opportunities to come out.

On the court, the time for the last group was almost up. People wearing colorful jerseys gathered in twos and threes to drink water and change their jerseys. At this time, there was a small commotion on the sidelines.

Qi Ce and Yang Jifei looked around, and saw a man appearing on the sidelines of the court, surrounded by several people talking and laughing.

"Oh! It's Jun Bian!" Yang Jifei laughed and said, "I heard he's still in a lawsuit with the team over salary issues."

Qi Ce naturally knows a little about this name. He was the main guard of the Shenhua team in the past. He hasn't heard of it much after 2007. He didn't expect to meet here on the first day after traveling back.

Professional players! Qi Ce was very excited. Since he left Genbao Base in his previous life and went to Xizhong High School, he hadn't met professional players very often, and the occasional few times can't be used as a reference. After all, his strength is not at the same level as professional players.

But now it's different!

There is not much nonsense, everyone who knows each other on the field will gather together to chat, and those who are not familiar with each other will silently arrange their equipment. Qi Ce is not familiar with these teammates, so Yang Jifei occasionally comes to chat, most of the time One person sorts out the jerseys on the side.

The court is not big, and it is mainly used for seven-a-side games, but this one is bigger than the seven-a-side court, and most of the players here choose the eight-a-side system.

At the beginning of the game, Bian Jun appeared in the forward position. Qi Ce played as a left forward. Due to his unfamiliarity with his teammates and the fact that most of the time the opponent dominated the offense, Qi Ce could hardly get any balls.

As long as he is a professional player, he will walk sideways on the field. In addition, Bian Jun mentioned forward in his early years, and his physical fitness is quite good. He has scored four goals in less than 20 minutes.

With hard feet, steady dribbling, and solid foundation, there are almost no mistakes on the field. Bian Jun was replaced by his teammates after 20 minutes of playing. It is meaningless to ravage unilaterally. Only then did the team's offense gradually improve.

Maybe due to his unfamiliarity with his teammates, Qi Ce still doesn't have many chances to get the ball, but as long as there is a chance, Qi Ce can create danger. The teammates gradually discovered that Qi Ce's offense is very smooth. The team headed by Yang Jifei Teammates are finally starting to give Zitzer the pass.

Very comfortable!

ball underfoot,

Qi Ce obviously had a completely different feeling from before, should it be said to be a sense of peace of mind?

It’s hard to describe this feeling in words. It’s like when you’re playing a game, you’re at a loss and you’re familiar with it. After receiving Yang Jifei’s pass, Qi Ce stopped steadily a few centimeters away from his body, and instantly judged in his mind. several different ideas.

Knowing what to do, knowing what kind of result your passing or dribbling will cause, although this kind of amateur field is of little reference value, it does not hinder what Zize feels now.

Facing the defenders who were rapidly approaching him, Qi Ce flicked the ball lightly, and the ball just rolled to a space where two or three defenders could not catch up. Qi Ce immediately rushed out, the speed was so fast that even he was startled .

Once running, it is very comfortable. A feeling of speed and strength goes hand in hand from the soles of the feet to the whole body. Is this how professional players feel on the field?

Let me run! After dialing the ball, Qi Ce jumped over a defender lightly and caught up with the ball almost instantly.

The defenders were taken aback. Originally, they ran over slowly to double-team with a teammate. Presumably, the two of them would always be able to snatch this small and thin boy. Unexpectedly, his speed was very fast!

The eight-a-side field was not big, and they were close to the goal in an instant. Qi Ce quickly glanced at the goalkeeper's position, raised his foot and shot!

The ball crashed into the net!

"Fuck, that guy is so fast! He didn't react right away." The defensive team looked at Qi Ce in astonishment. It was true that he was a little sloppy just now, and Qi Ce broke through before he could react, and cursed casually.

In fact, he didn't pay much attention to it. There were more fast boys on the court. He thought it was just because he was a little slack because of the big lead just now, and he didn't seriously mark Qi Ce.

Sitting on the sidelines, Bian Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy who scored the goal just now. As a professional, his vision is naturally a little more accurate than that of ordinary people.

This kid is definitely trained.

Bian Jun thought to himself, but he didn't pay much attention to it. It might be a kid from a certain youth team. The two strokes just now were really fast, but he couldn't see anything else. The amateur field has no reference value.

"Pay attention to that child, there are two tricks." Bian Jun reminded his friend, squinting his eyes and continuing to stare at the field.

Under Bian Jun's urging, Qi Ce suddenly felt that his pressure had increased. There were not many opportunities to sprint after the random pass just now. The opponent basically followed the one-man defense and one-man delay Way to stare at him, the seven-a-side court was originally not big, and he couldn't run away.

But it does not hinder Qi Ce's performance. Indeed, most of the technical attributes are in single digits, which seems really shabby, but that is only relative to professional players.

For these amateur field players, it is hard to say whether some technical attributes have reached the basic digits. There is a gap between professional and amateur, which is difficult to bridge in a short period of time.

The reason why a profession is a profession is to do some things day after day for five years, ten years or even longer. Young players have practiced a lot since they were five or six years old. Heights that can be reached by playing casually.

The situation on the court was changing, and Qi Ce led his teammates to launch a wave of offensive. The defensive player who threatened just now was just that he didn't react for a while, at this time, he felt miserable.

This guy is not at the same level as himself! The speed is fast and the technology is quite good.

It is almost impossible to steal the ball when facing his one-on-one defense. Once he takes a kick, he will be passed, and he will be taken to the penalty area if he does not make a kick, and he has to go up.

But the result was the same when he went up. With Qi Ce's light buckle, he completely lost his center of gravity and was directly passed.

He felt that he couldn't hold back his face. The next time he encountered a frontal defense opportunity, he shot directly. As expected, Qi Ce made another smash and opened up half of his body.

He didn't hold back his foot, just kicked it over.

Qi Ce dodges subconsciously, but before that, he throws the ball out again. These two movements are completely incomprehensible to amateur players. Why is it so fast? This time, he reached near the bottom line.

Bypassing the defenders, Zize's horsepower was at full strength, and he actually saved the ball that was about to go out of bounds. Another smash, facing the attacking goalkeeper, he lobbed easily and scored again.

The defenders who had shoveled away looked at Qi Ce dumbfounded, what kind of monster is this? Just now he kicked a little anxiously, thinking that he must stop Qi Ce, and he added some strength to show this kid a look.

In the end, he was dodged by him?

Qi Ce didn't look back after scoring the goal, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking, and he didn't care about the player's flying kick just now. In fact, professional players pay great attention to protecting themselves, even on the field.

If you don't intentionally hurt someone with great malice, it is very difficult to hurt a professional player on the field. The career of a professional player is not only reflected in his skills.

Just a small try to reach out, Zize's team quickly narrowed the gap of four goals to one goal.

Bian Jun stood up, even he had to pay attention to this "child" this time.

"Let me go, I'll go up against him.