There is a dream called football

There was no laughter and laughter in the training camp today. Everyone felt uncomfortable and stayed in their rooms at night waiting for scores.

Raven looked at his score, a little helpless, "55 points."

And there are a lot of points deducted, and the reviews are sharp.

Facing the incoming ball, he was stunned and had no prediction.

He moved too much before taking the ball to shoot, and adjusted his left foot to his right foot. In a real game, if he was delayed for a few tenths of a second, he would have no chance.

The ball sticking problem has improved, but I still haven't been able to get the ball out with one kick.

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At the end of the page, Raven clicked the mouse and closed the web page. Forget it, I stopped reading it. It would crash if I tried to look at it again.

"Li Qiao, what's your score?"

"75."

"I'll strangle it, let me see, let me see."

Raven read the comments about Li Qiao.

"The prediction was good, but the start was too slow and the stop was too big."

Haji's pass does not involve swinging the thigh at all, and even the swing range of the calf is very small, basically relying on the change of the ankle.

Moreover, masters pass the ball with force, which is similar to Wing Chun. When gangsters fight, they swing their arms, but Wing Chun masters move very little, but their explosive power is amazing.

Although Haji's passing movement is small, it is very powerful. Even if Li Qiao catches the ball, it will be difficult to control it.

Raven looked at the rankings.

"Li Qiao, 75 points is the highest score today."

Li Qiao just smiled faintly. He had seen the difference today. It was really not just a little bit. If he went to Europe at this time, there would be no chance of playing.

Turning off the computer, Li Qiao smiled and said: "Lewen, remember one sentence, we are not competing with our teammates, our goal is to compete with the best people in the world. I think we are still far behind."

Raven nodded. Before he came here, he didn't think it was so difficult to put on Real Madrid's jersey and ride at the Bernabeu. It was probably similar to getting into a prestigious university. It was possible as long as he worked hard.

But at this time, Raven understood that it could not be solved only through hard work.

"Li Qiao, can we really do it?"

"Of course, we can definitely do it." Li Qiao smiled.

*****

By the 8th day, some people had given up. They did not leave, but they were obviously wilted and were no longer active in training.

This is just like those people in Class 8, who only realized after playing semi-professional football that they thought football was too easy. In the end, they figured it out and stopped dreaming.

For such people, Sanz and Sacchi will not show even a little mercy, and will not even look at them. This is the cruelty of professional football. It is a good thing to understand it early and quit.

In the afternoon, there was a group confrontation, 5 on 5, mainly practicing fast attacks. Sanz required that the ball should not be stopped and all passes should be made with one kick. As long as someone has the ball, the ball must be handed over to the opponent.

During the fierce confrontation, an accident suddenly occurred. When Li Qiao broke through, his opponent raised his arm and hit him squarely on the nose, causing blood to flow out immediately.

Raven ran over and stared angrily, "You did it on purpose, right? Now Li Qiao is ranked first. Your black men are so beautiful."

The other party didn't mean it, but when he heard Raven say this, he immediately became angry, "Are you looking for trouble? Do you dare to do it on the roof of the dormitory at night?"

Seeing that it was going to be bad, Chen Xuan came over to make peace with him and said, "Don't say a word."

Lei Wen accompanied Li Qiao to the medical room. The person on duty was Chinese female doctor Dong Jie.

"Doctor Dong, help me take a look."

"Oh my God." Li Qiao's white jersey was dyed red.

Dong Jie dealt with it carefully and said, "Fortunately, the bridge of the nose is not broken. Let's rest."

Li Qiao's heart skipped a beat, rest? I can't rest.

"Dr. Dong, I can't rest, I have to continue training."

"Okay, then I will have to find someone to carry you next time. Your bleeding point is quite large and it will burst if you move. Do you believe it?"

Li Qiao was worried, and Lei Wen also knew what this meant.

If you take time off due to injury, you can only get 50% of your score today. This may be unreasonable, but this is the rule.

The original intention is to prevent people from deliberately avoiding training, but accidental injuries can also occur. For example, Li Qiao's case is a typical accidental injury.

"Doctor Dong, you can sew the wound for me. I'm not afraid of pain."

Dong Jie smiled, "There is bleeding inside the nose. The only way to do this is to rest. It will be fine tomorrow."

"But……"

At this time, Sanz came over after hearing the news. After briefly understanding the situation, he ordered Li Qiao to go back and rest.

At night, Li Qiao scored 50 points, which is 50% of the basic points, and his ranking suddenly dropped from 1st to 15th.

"Don't worry, Li Qiao, there are only two days left, you will definitely be able to get it back."

Li Qiao was so depressed that he didn't want to speak. He touched his nose and felt as if a big stone was pressing on his heart.

"It's so difficult to pursue the football dream." Li Qiao thought to himself.

At this time, Raven was ranked 10th, and the gap between him and the 11th place was very small. Li Qiao in turn comforted Raven, "Come on, there are still two days, maybe you will go to Madrid."

"If you don't advance, then I won't go either."

"Haha, don't say stupid things."

*****

In Saki's office, he was browsing today's results and suddenly saw that Li Qiao had scored 50 points. This was unreasonable.

On the 6th day, Haji came for the first time. Everyone's grades were not good that day, but yesterday the difficulty was lowered and everyone's grades recovered. Why did Li Qiao end up at the bottom today?

Picking up the phone, Saki called Sanz and soon learned the inside story.

"This is unreasonable!"

Sanz smiled bitterly and said, "But this is a rule. It's up to you to decide on the first day, and the results every day are public."

Saki was stunned. Yes, fairness and justice are the most important thing. Although he felt that this was unreasonable, he couldn't change anything.

"Okay, then I can only pray to God to bless Li Qiao."

After hanging up the phone, Sacchi couldn't calm down for a long time. Suddenly he laughed. It seems that there is no rule that prohibits special training for players alone.

"Ha ha."

Thinking of this, Saki stood up, picked up his sunglasses and cigar box, left the office, and walked towards the dormitory.

*****

Li Qiao came to the balcony and washed and hung up the clothes for the past two days.

There are still two days left. If my performance is incredible, then it is still possible to recover, but Haji's passing is unpredictable. What if the difficulty increases again?

Originally, your destiny was firmly in your own hands, but now you have to look at other people's faces.

"I don't want to, at least I can't influence Raven because of myself."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Li Qiao quickly walked over and opened the door.

The door slowly opened, and a bald man stood outside.

"Old man?"

Saki said with a smile: "Are you interested in chatting with me?"

"Me?" Li Qiao pointed at himself, looking confused.