Chapter 96

When Rongguang temporarily shook off the defender, the goalkeeper of São Caetano thought, "Is this kid going to break through again? But my teammates shouldn't let him into the penalty area..."

Before he could finish his thought, he suddenly saw Rongguang take a long-range shot!

The soccer ball whizzed right in front of him!

He reacted hastily, jumping up and stretching out his hands to block it. But the power of the shot was completely unexpected.

When his fingertips touched the ball, he felt an unstoppable force from the ball transmit to his hands, making his fingertips unable to hold the ball for even half a second before being pushed away!

Then he saw the ball in the net—goal!

The goalkeeper of São Caetano fell to the ground dejectedly.

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Bueno was stunned for a moment before realizing the ball had gone in!

He suddenly shouted, "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!! Rong! Rong! He broke his goal drought of three matches! He equalized for São Paulo with a long-range shot! But how is this possible..."

In the end, he couldn't help but reveal his true thoughts.

He quickly found a way to justify it to himself.

"Rong's luck is just off the charts!"

After saying this, he suddenly felt a sense of peace.

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When Rongguang took the shot, many São Paulo fans held their heads, unable to bear to watch what would happen next.

They thought Rongguang would definitely miss again.

But when they saw the ball fly over the São Caetano penalty area and into the goal, they were all stunned.

A long-range shot?

After missing twice, he scored on his third attempt?!

Godo stared at Rongguang in the crowd, almost unable to believe his eyes!

He scored with just three shots...

And he had only practiced for one day!

This kid is a monster!

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Oswaldo roared and waved his fists forcefully.

At that moment, all the pressure in his heart was released in that roar.

Rongguang's poor performance gave the media a reason to attack him. Because he insisted on putting two people together, Rongguang's performance suffered. It was all because of him.

But now, there was no better way to counterattack than with a goal!

Rongguang's performance was poor?

This long-range shot is right in your face!

"Good kid! I knew he wouldn't let us down!" The excited Oswaldo even shouted at Mauro.

Mauro clapped and nodded, "I know, I know, we all know..."

"Long-range shot? How did he think of it? But it's really a great idea!" Oswaldo was still very excited and couldn't calm down. "I've decided, Mauro. After this match, Rong needs to practice long-range shots! If he can learn to shoot from a distance, the double playmaker tactic will be fully formed!"

After saying this, Oswaldo gradually calmed down.

He stared at Rongguang, who was hugging Fabiano on the field.

He had also been stuck in a rut, always thinking that since Rongguang was good at breaking through, he should focus on improving his dribbling. The recent training for Rongguang had been focused on dribbling, and the tactics were designed to help him break through.

But how could he have forgotten?

If Rongguang needed to score, a long-range shot was indeed a good choice.

The only standard to judge whether his double playmaker tactic would ultimately succeed was whether the team could win under this system. How do you win? By attacking, by scoring.

As long as the team could score and win, the tactic was successful.

If not, it would naturally be a failure.

Whether it was Kaká or Rongguang, as long as they could score, it was fine.

Kaká can, what about Rongguang?

If Rongguang could master long-range shots, he could also have the ability to score from a distance like Kaká. Combined with his sharp breakthroughs, he would be well-rounded...

Oswaldo felt excited again when he thought about that future.

Kaká, Rongguang, and a versatile Fabiano... the three of them together could unleash tremendous power!

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"Yay!" Seeing Rongguang blast the ball into São Caetano's goal, Sun Fengyang, who was watching on TV, jumped up and raised his arms in celebration.

After purely celebrating Rongguang's goal, he felt another emotion.

He had suggested to Rongguang two days ago to use long-range shots in the match. He probably only had one day to practice before joining the team for the away game.

But his performance in the match showed a very significant improvement.

He suddenly thought of his grandfather.

He finally began to understand why his grandfather had gone to great lengths to find this child, even escaping from the hospital.

There must be something about this child that attracted his grandfather.

Now, he saw it.

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After scoring, Rongguang stood there for a moment, then suddenly raised his arms and shouted.

Fabiano, without complaining about not getting the pass, rushed over and hugged Rongguang, "Good kid! You got lucky again!"

Kaká didn't join in, just standing there watching the scene.

Was it luck?

Probably not...

Seeing Rongguang score, Kaká remembered that his previous two long-range shots were getting closer to the goal...

Was he calibrating his aim?

Just when he thought Rongguang had fallen behind, he caught up again... Hey!

Kaká clenched his fists.

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The São Paulo players rushed over to celebrate Rongguang's goal.

They felt like Rongguang was driving them crazy—when you think he's messing around, he scores.

It was like he was toying with their emotions!

Baptista patted Rongguang on the shoulder and said, "Next time you're about to break out, let us know, Rong, so we can prepare mentally. Don't keep surprising us like this!"

Before, they thought Rongguang's long-range shots were just wasting their offensive opportunities. When they saw him take a shot, they would feel a jolt of fear and shout in their heads, "No—don't—!"

But before they could finish, Rongguang would score.

It was like they had been slapped in the face...

Rongguang could only laugh sheepishly.

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Actually, Baptista was joking, and the first-team players wouldn't really feel offended by Rongguang.

But Greison, sitting in the media stand, really felt offended.

His face was not looking good.

Because Rongguang's goal felt like a slap in the face...

Rongguang was indeed a rookie and unstable, but that didn't stop him from making Greison feel embarrassed with his inconsistent performance.

As Greison himself said, "You never know what he's thinking," so when he tried to define Rongguang, he was left speechless by Rongguang's goal...

Anyone who tried to put Rongguang in a box would end up with a broken box and a swollen face...

Greison now had one thought—was he naturally incompatible with this Rongguang?

His only consolation was... Rongguang and Kaká still had no connection. It looked like Oswaldo's double playmaker plan would eventually fail!

Rongguang's lucky goal didn't mean anything. As long as these two couldn't connect, nothing would matter!

Thinking about this, his face finally improved a bit.

No matter what, as long as Rongguang's long-range goal was defined as a "lucky shot," all problems would be solved.

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After Rongguang scored, Kaká also became more active.

But his luck wasn't good today, and he didn't score until the end of the match.

Rongguang continued to try long-range shots after scoring, but he didn't score again, seemingly confirming the guess that it was just luck.

Rongguang's goal couldn't save São Paulo from defeat.

São Caetano, the dark horse, won 3-1 at home.

Oswaldo's team suffered two consecutive away losses.

But at the post-match press conference, Oswaldo remained confident in his new tactics, leaving the journalists puzzled about where his confidence came from.

In the end, they could only conclude that he was stubborn.

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The day after the match, Rongguang appeared at the lakeside park early in the morning to continue his special training.

Although he had tasted the sweetness of long-range shots in yesterday's match, he didn't spend all his time practicing them.

Penalty kicks, passing, jogging, and dribbling were still essential and had to be practiced daily.

These were the basics, and if you didn't practice them every day, you'd lose your touch.

Rongguang planned to finish these exercises before practicing long-range shots.

But after just finishing his warm-up jog, he saw Sun Fengyang.

"Little Immortal!" Rongguang waved his arms enthusiastically and shouted.

Sun Fengyang covered his face, pretending not to hear, but he had come to find Rongguang...

"Let's get one thing straight, can you stop calling me 'Little Immortal'? I have no intention of becoming an immortal. My name is Sun Fengyang. You can call me Sun Fengyang or Brother Sun!" Sun Fengyang said weakly to Rongguang.

"Okay, Brother Sun! I was just about to thank you. I followed your advice and really scored with a long-range shot in yesterday's match! But the only thing I regret is... uh, the time was too short, and I didn't practice enough to score more goals..."

Rongguang's rapid-fire speech fully expressed his joy.

Sun Fengyang's initial suggestion had opened a window for him, letting him breathe fresh air and see a new world.

Seeing him so happy, Sun Fengyang was also pleased.

He smiled, "I'm glad I could help. Do you have time today?"

Rongguang thought for a moment. Although his training schedule was tight, he couldn't refuse a request from the "Little Immortal" because he had just helped him so much.

So he nodded, "I have time."

"It won't take long. I just want you to come with me to meet someone." Sun Fengyang said.

"Who?" Rongguang asked.

"My grandfather."

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