Chapter 2 Dreaming

When Hao Dong was thinking about whether he was too demanding, Xiao Wang sitting next to him seemed to have a goal.

"Hey, this Huang Zhihua is not bad. His personal abilities are outstanding. He has speed and technique. Except for his body being a little thinner, he can't find any major problems. Besides, he is still young now, and he will definitely grow up in the future... Brother Dong, look at him This time I got the ball, it stopped really well!"

Hao Dong followed suit and nodded. The game lasted fifteen minutes. Now it seems that among the twenty-two players on the field, the No. 9 of the red team has the most outstanding ability. If there is really no better choice in the end, maybe So I chose him.

Huang Zhihua, No. 9 of the red team, stopped the ball, instead of passing the ball, he drove the ball into the penalty area, but this action made him almost lose the ball. In the end, he could only end the red team with a long shot from outside the penalty area. The team's attack.

This long-range shot went over the crossbar and did not pose any threat to the blue team's goal.

Xiao Wang next to him yelled, "Oh, what a pity!"

Hao Dong secretly shook his head in his heart: The technique looks good, but the ability to read the game is really bad. Just now when he stopped the ball, if he chose to pass it to his teammates, it might be better. He wanted to dribble the ball by himself, but ended up in a dead end and almost lost the ball. After being frightened, he rushed a long shot, which completely ruined the team's attack. If this was put on a professional team, he would have been scolded bloody by the coach.

If this person is chosen in the end, Hao Dong will always have a feeling of "there is no general in Shu, and Liao Hua will be the pioneer".

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Huang Zhihua's shot made everyone in the stands yell.

Many of these people are the parents of the children who participated in the finals.

The voices of parents cheering for their sons kept coming and going, and they never stopped.

Although it is very lively, the sound is very messy.

Playing football is also very messy.

This is the finals, and there is only one person who can successfully enter the reality show. The elimination rate is 23 to 1, which is very high. All the people on the stage want to express themselves as much as possible.

There is also a reason for Huang Zhihua's behavior just now, and he is not alone.

In addition to defensive players, it is difficult for offensive players to pass the ball after they get the ball.

I always hope to be able to decide the outcome of the game by myself like a world-class superstar.

Although everyone is a team in name, there is no cooperation at all.

Offensive players desperately show their personal abilities, while defensive players can only be reduced to supporting roles, they also have ways to express their abilities.

That's fierce defense!

The game was not exciting, but it was very intense, and the players on both sides fought hard.

The referee had to blow his whistle frequently and stop the game to protect the participating players, which made the game fragmented and not very attractive at all.

If it weren't for the fact that many of the people in the stands were the parents of the contestants, and they were just watching the competition, they would have probably gone almost...

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Twenty minutes into the game, a sudden change occurred on the court.

A midfielder of the red team, while turning around to catch up with the blue team's offensive player, slipped, lost his balance and fell to the ground, and... sprained his ankle!

The doctor from the medical security team went up to check, and then came out of the action of changing people.

"Substitution?"

After seeing this gesture, many people were taken aback for a moment, as if they were not prepared for the substitution.

Even the first thought that popped into someone's mind was: Do we have a backup?

Many people turned their attention to the bench on the sidelines and saw that almost forgotten figure.

He rested his hands on his thighs and rested his chin, staring intently at the court without moving.

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After seeing the team doctor make a move to make a substitution,

Zhou Jianliang stood up suddenly from his seat, he knew what this meant, it meant that his son had a chance!

At the same time, not far from him, a pair of parents sighed regretfully, apparently they were the parents of the injured child.

Sorry……

Zhou Jianliang secretly said to the other side in his heart.

It's not easy for anyone to accept this matter, but after all, it gave my son a chance...

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Watching the game, he was a little bit dispirited, but as a judge, Hao Dong, who was not easy to walk, was also refreshed by this unexpected situation. He turned his attention to the boy sitting on the bench.

If he remembered correctly, it was Zhou Yi who had the worst grades among the 23 people, because the other 22 people had more or less received professional training in various football club echelons.

Only that Zhou Yi, who had never been to a sports school since he was a child, let alone a professional football club echelon, probably didn't know where the door was going. He just received brief training in the summer football interest class of the Children's Palace, and the registration information stated that he is currently serving as the main striker in the school team of his middle school.

It is indeed not easy for such a person to finally reach the finals.

Also because of his weak strength, he became the only substitute.

Now, it seems that the weakest kid will get a chance to play.

However, Hao Dong didn't have any expectations for his appearance.

Just like his consistent point of view, a child who has never received professional football training can't perform better than the twenty-two people on the field.

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After receiving the news from the team doctor, Team Leader Wu also turned to look at the bench.

"Zhou Yi, get ready to play!"

He yelled to the bench.

No one answered him.

Zhou Yi remained in a posture similar to Commander EVA Ikari's.

Zhou Jianliang looked at his son's back from the stands, no matter whether it was an injury on the court or the coach calling him, he didn't give any response.

As his father, Zhou Jianliang suddenly had a bad premonition...

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Team leader Wu didn't respond, he thought he was standing a little far away, and the scene was so noisy that Zhou Yi didn't hear his voice. So he simply walked over and called.

But when he walked in front of Zhou Yi, he realized something was wrong...

Because Zhou Yi, who rested his chin on his hands... his eyes were closed!

"Zhouyi?" The leader tried to call out.

There was no response, and he didn't lift his eyelids.

"Zhouyi!" The team leader kicked the volume up.

But the person in front of him was as motionless as a mountain, sitting firmly on the bench scorched by the sun, still unresponsive.

Now Team Leader Wu can confirm it, although this reality is unbelievable...

That is, this kid actually sat on the bench in such a crucial and important finals... fell asleep!

Dumbfounded, Team Leader Wu had no choice but to reach out and push Zhou Yi's shoulder: "It's dawn, get up!"

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Zhou Yi had a dream. In the dream, he was again in the training ground shaded by green trees, surrounded by people with blurred faces who followed him wearing the same color training vest.

Zhou Yi has had this dream a lot in the past month, not to mention every day, he can still dream it two or three times a week.

So Zhou Yi can now guess that those people should be his teammates.

It's just that he doesn't know the names of these teammates, nor their origins.

In front of him was still the pretty girl with short hair, smiling and saying to herself: "Welcome to the football world of FIFAOL..."

But after saying this, the beauty stopped moving and didn't continue talking. She still kept smiling and looked at Zhou Yi, which made Zhou Yi feel a little nervous.

It was hard for Zhou Yi to tell whether this was a dream or a nightmare.

It stands to reason that if there is a beautiful woman in a dream, it should be a beautiful dream, but if this beautiful woman is a little neurotic and looks at herself smiling without saying a word... then no matter how beautiful a beautiful woman is, in Zhou Yi's heart, she will be immediately classified as a "crazy" person. Being together with neuropathy is definitely not a dream.

At this moment, the training ground where Zhou Yi was located suddenly trembled, and the scene in front of him was all distorted, including the beauty, who flickered, and there were snowflake noises on her body, as if the signal reception was not good.

Then, Zhou Yi suddenly woke up.

He found that he was indeed in a stadium, but it was not the training ground in his dream, but a real stadium, with a football field, a track, and stands... Why is it so familiar?

Oh, by the way, I'm at the finals of the national audition...

finals?

finals!

Zhou Yi was shocked, and only then did he realize where he was and see the person standing in front of him clearly.

"Ah, leader, I haven't slept for long..." Zhou Yi wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and argued.

Leader Wu was so annoyed by his appearance, he pointed to the court and said, "It's your turn to play!"

"Ah?" Zhou Yi still showed a look of not waking up.

"Someone in the red team is injured, you come on the field to replace it." Leader Wu briefly explained.

"Oh oh oh!" Zhou Yi jumped up from the stool after reacting, and he was about to rush to the court.

"Wait!" The team leader stopped him. "Do you know where to play?"

"Forward..." Zhou Yi said without thinking.

"You play midfield," said the team leader.

"Leader, I'm...forward..." Zhou Yi pointed to himself.

"The injured is the midfielder, so you go up and play the midfielder." Leader Wu said in an irrefutable tone. He looked at Zhou Yi who was in a daze and said, "Is there a problem?"

"Uh, no!" Zhou Yi immediately turned around and ran to the court.

Behind him, the leader shook his head.

As the weakest of the 23 people, in such an important finals, he actually fell asleep on the bench!

No matter how you look at it, this person is unreliable...

The leader looked back at the bench again, the smooth surface of the stainless steel bench reflected light in the sun. Under the scorching sun in early August, he was already scorching hot, which is why the team leader himself would rather stand on the sidelines, pretending to watch the game like a coach, than sit on that stool.

And that kid was able to fall asleep in such an environment...

Should it be said that he is lethargic, or that he is thick-skinned?

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