Chapter 90 The Prince's Beloved Child

The goal was not scored, and Moherz also wailed.

But even so, no one dared to underestimate Moherz.

There was no sound at the scene.

They were taken aback by Moherz's speed.

"Man, your speed...is so fast, it's like flying." The opposing goalkeeper ran over first, expressing his surprise.

Moherz was a little disappointed: "But I didn't score a goal."

"Hahahahaha..." The goalkeeper smiled and said, "It's okay, it's not important anymore."

Moherz was a little dazed...

At this time, a big man's voice came from behind.

"Hmph! I can't even score this goal!"

Hearing this, Moherz turned his head and stared at the other party with an angry face.

The big man scratched his head and said, "Okay, I admit, you are so good, your speed is very fast."

Moherz froze again.

And the other little guys also gathered around.

"Hahahaha, Misco was blown up."

"Although he is a rookie, I admit his speed!"

"Speed ​​like a ghost! He is faster than Federer in the Lyon youth training!"

"The last time we played against them, they beat us by breaking through from the side. Now we are not afraid anymore. We have Moherz, and he is our fast horse on the side!"

"Welcome, Moherz!!"

Moherz couldn't react to the expressions of the little guys.

The change in attitude of these people made him feel a little confused.

At this time, Rowan came over, patted Moherz on the shoulder with a smile, and said: "Here, strength is everything. If you want to gain respect, you have to be stronger than them! Let them agree with you!" "

Moherz nodded ignorantly.

"Okay, the next basic test, follow me to run, we will speed side by side."

Standing in front of the runner, Luo Wen held a timer and asked, "Do you need a break?"

"No!" Moherz shook his head, "I feel energetic!"

"very good."

Rowan trotted all the way to the finish line, then dropped with his arms raised high.

Moherz started to sprint the moment his arm fell.

The ghostly speed is amazing.

Click!

Rowan pressed the timer and stared at the value above with wide eyes.

11 seconds 99!

This is a monster, right? ! !

 …

Soon, Gordon Chomes led his son over, and asked with some trepidation: "Sir, my son's trial training...?"

Luo Wen was stunned and didn't respond.

Gordon Chomes couldn't help but continued: "Sir? Sir?!"

"what?"

Luo Wen came back to his senses, looked at Mohertz subconsciously, squatted down as if looking at a peerless treasure, and said: "Mohertz, congratulations, you have passed the trial training."

Hearing this, both Moherz and his father jumped up happily.

"Sir, I won't let you down, I will definitely become the core midfielder of Paris in the future!" Moherz patted his chest and promised.

Luo Wen shook his head and said, "Your recommender said that you are not suitable for midfield!"

Moherz curled his lips and said, "He's a fart! I'm going to play midfielder!"

With a funny face on his face, Luo Wen said, "You don't know who he is, do you? His suggestion is to let you play as a winger!"

"Why?!" Moherz yelled, scratching his neck.

Luo Wen smiled mysteriously and said, "Come with me!"

 …

Twenty minutes later, the two came to the Parc des Princes.

As soon as the two came here, they heard bursts of cheers coming from inside, and the ground trembled slightly.

"Is this a competition?" Moherz licked his lips and asked expectantly.

"That's right!" Rowan lowered his head and smiled.

Rowan led Moherz directly into the stadium and appeared in the stands through the corridor.

They are located at the highest point of the stands, under Moherz's overlooking, the whole stadium is brightly lit, and the fierce competition between the two teams makes the blood surge.

In the crazy stands, the cheers of tens of thousands of fans seemed to overturn the entire stadium.

The old Monet's passionate commentary came from the radio station.

"After the winter break, Paris Saint-Germain's state has become more and more brave, and they have not experienced a downturn in their state."

"Yi and Neymar dominated the game again, now.....Long shot!!! Yi Le's long shot!!!"

"Goooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

The whole stand is boiling!

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Moherz watched the scalp-tingling moment from above.

The cheers and roars of tens of thousands of people made his heartbeat start to miss.

His body was trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were fixed on the field, the young man in the No. 21 jersey with his hands raised high.

He trembled: "This... is great! He's like the king here!"

Luo Wen chuckled and said, "Have you seen it clearly?"

"What?" Moherz turned his head and asked,

Rowan stretched out his hand, pointed at Yi Le on the field, and said, "Just because he said that you are not suitable for a midfielder, and the current No. 1 midfielder in Europe said that you are not suitable, is this a good reason?"

It was said that Mohertz's brain went down directly.

It turns out...it turns out...that big man who has been training with him all this time, he...is he Yi?

"I...my referee is Yi?"

Moherz dared not believe it.

"That's right." Rowan laughed; "Otherwise, why would those youth players target you? You are a child loved by the prince of Paris Saint-Germain!"

"I see!" Moherz said.

Rowan nodded in relief, only to hear Moherz continue: "I will stick to my point of view and become an excellent midfielder, and then tell him personally that although our styles are different, I can also be an excellent midfielder." Midfield!"

Luo Wen: "...that stubborn boy!"

 …

In the arena, after Yi Le scored a goal, he felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

After the winter break, Paris Saint-Germain is still hot.

In the 20th round of Ligue 1, Paris Saint-Germain VS Troyes won again with a big score of 4:0.

And this victory also gave Paris Saint-Germain fans a reassurance.

Their worst fear is that the home team will decline due to overindulgence after the winter break.

Now they don't need to worry.

Paris still maintains a strong competitiveness.

They can continue to hit the Champions League knockout rounds.

 …

The UEFA Champions League group qualification has been confirmed, and the draw for the quarter-finals is about to take place.

Group A: Liverpool, Benfica.

Group B: Bayern Munich, Chelsea.

Group C: Roma, Tottenham Hotspur.

Group D: Juventus, Borussia Dortmund.

Group E: Manchester City, Sevilla.

Group F: Porto, Shakhtar Donetsk.

Group G: Barcelona, ​​Besiktas.

Group H: Real Madrid, Paris Saint-Germain.

After six rounds of fierce battles in the group stage, for Ligue 1, they only have Paris Saint-Germain, the only seedling left.

Monaco was eliminated, Paris Saint-Germain can be said to gather the hope of the "whole village".

And this Paris is a bit too strong. If Yi Le and Neymar were not suspended for two games, they would definitely qualify as the first in the group.

The current Group H can be described as a lottery.

Whether it is Real Madrid with Ronaldo first in the group, or Paris Saint-Germain with the second dual-core system in the group.

These are extremely tough bones.

These two teams, both contending for the title, are crowded into the same group, which makes the other groups feel jittery when the draw is made.

Especially the group first of each group.

They managed to achieve first place in the group in order to play against a weaker team.

But the weak chicken team didn't wait, and waited for a twin-turbo-accelerated Paris Saint-Germain, and it was cold.

Therefore, it is outrageous for Paris Saint-Germain to be second in the group.

Anyone who encounters this will have to worry!

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