Chapter 27

Actually, the young man's name is Liang Zhao, from the distant Heilongjiang Province. He is tall and robust, yet his footwork is quite delicate, making him one of the young players who best combines physical strength and technique.

Du Zhenyu is also from Northeast China, so he takes good care of Liang Zhao.

With the close relationship between Du Zhenyu and Yu Genwei, Liang Zhao should have had many opportunities to join the first team. However, Yu Genwei said that in China, entering the first team too early can make a player regress! Therefore, he never recommended Liang Zhao to the first team coach.

Liang Zhao never understood why Yu Genwei thought this way.

Fame comes early, does it have to wait until one is in their twenties to join the first team?

Although he is not a Messi-level genius, who doesn't want to play in the top league at eighteen? With his footwork, who would dare to say they are better in the youth team?

The fact that he has the right to take the free kick now speaks for itself.

After Liu Hao stepped aside, he didn't go far, just a meter or so away from the ball.

It seemed he was still quite attached to the ball.

Liang Zhao noticed this and thought, "This guy is quite cooperative, even helping to confuse the opponents."

What Liu Hao was actually thinking was, "No run-up, just swing the leg from a standing position, then aim for the near post..."

He was fantasizing about taking the free kick!

Liang Zhao also had his own plan, determined to kick a curved ball.

His run-up was quite stylish; if viewed from behind, it had a bit of Beckham's flair.

Of course, he was deliberately imitating Beckham's free kick, even the shooting posture and the part of the ball he hit were exactly the same.

Since it was an imitation, it could only be a replica, and ultimately, the Beckham curve did not appear. However, the ball's spin and curve still made the fans and spectators scream and applaud.

The ball's landing point was quite good, just slightly above the crossbar, whistling past it.

Even though it didn't go in, a free kick like that was still impressive!

"Damn, just a little bit!" Liang Zhao clenched his fists in regret.

Liu Hao, standing to the right, shook his head with a bitter smile, "You didn't hit the ball correctly. Your instep should have been a bit more to the right. The spin wasn't enough, so the ball went high."

That's obvious! Liang Zhao muttered. Anyone can talk the talk, but the key is whether the footwork is as accurate as the words. If everyone were that accurate, would the free kick success rate be so low?

Although Liu Hao's words made sense, Liang Zhao believed his free kick quality was still quite high.

"Why don't you try next time..." Liang Zhao said jokingly and walked away.

If I try, I won't miss! Liu Hao smiled inwardly, already looking forward to the next free kick opportunity.

It seemed God was watching from above. Not long after those words, another free kick opportunity came!

The previous free kick was on the left side of the penalty area, and this one was on the right side.

Thank God! Liu Hao, who seemed to be in touch with God, walked over eagerly.

Is this guy really going to take it? Liang Zhao regretted his words.

Although this position was more challenging for a right-footed shot compared to the previous one, it was still a chance to score.

Ugly is ugly, but it's still meat...

But since the guy was offering, could he not give him a chance? Liang Zhao, being a warm-hearted and kind young man, thought for a moment and stepped aside.

"You take it, hehe."

From this angle, the ball can still go in! Liu Hao scanned the goal and the wall of defenders, and the idea formed in his mind.

If Liang Zhao knew what Liu Hao was thinking, he would probably be spitting blood.

This time, not the near post, but the far post...

A scene flashed through Liu Hao's mind.

On May 11, 2003, in the last match of the 2002-2003 Premier League season, Manchester United beat Everton 2-1. At 42 minutes, Beckham took a free kick from the right side of the penalty area, and the ball curved into the top left corner of the goal, helping Manchester United win their eighth Premier League title.

Yes, he was going to do it now...

Instantly, everyone was drawn to his actions.

Before taking the free kick, he actually adjusted his shorts, then lifted his left leg and right leg...

Was this the legendary super free kick feint?

Ha! Hahaha!

Even the foreign players lining the wall couldn't help but laugh!

What's so funny? Liu Hao was serious. These were his basic pre-shot warm-up actions. Without them, he felt his legs couldn't move freely, and his testicles always felt squeezed...

No choice, being overweight seemed to give him some unconventional habits.

From that moment on, his shooting actions became the most eye-catching on the field.

Fans later called his free kick "Joyful Tragedy"...

No one could watch his shooting action without laughing, even Aihan, who was chatting with two beautiful women on the sidelines, burst out laughing.

"Wow, Lai, the young man you brought is really adorable, I've never seen anything like it..."

"Seen..." Aihan's laughing face froze, more like a mask of ugly wrinkles.

Before he could finish the word "seen," the ball had already curled into the far post, a crescent moon blade appeared on the pitch, though not kicked by Beckham.

"Joyful Tragedy" was born this way.

Fortunately, this was just a trial match, not an official one. If a club encountered such a goal, who wouldn't be driven mad? It would be unjust!

"Damn, that was a lucky shot..." Liang Zhao, who was closest to him, rubbed his eyes. But the power and angle of the ball were so precise, even a lucky shot couldn't get past such a high wall. Although he said it was a lucky shot, his heart was in turmoil.

This guy is not simple, at least his shooting technique is strong! He couldn't help but admire Liu Hao.

"Interesting..." Du Zhenyu commented lightly from the sidelines.

"Not just that, you haven't seen his passing yet. I'm not exaggerating, I've never seen anyone pass so accurately. I have a DVD with a compilation of his passes, every pass is spot on... But why can't he even hold the ball on the field today? An accurate passer shouldn't have poor ball control, right?"

Yu Genwei praised for a moment, then became puzzled. He really couldn't figure out what this fat guy was all about. Out of curiosity, he also gave Lai Yuxin a face-saving gesture, leading to this trial match.

"Fake it, with today's advanced internet technology, take thousands of passes, select a few dozen, and compile them into a DVD to make it look impressive. Ah, you really are old, you don't even know this. No wonder the Teda team often fails in recruitment, it's like this..."

Du Zhenyu speculated without a care, clearly not believing Liu Hao had such skills. At his age, if he had such good technique, he should have debuted around the same time as himself. But he had already won the 2007 Chinese Super League Footballer of the Year, while this fat guy? What has he won?

"There are many strange things in the world, you just haven't encountered them. Many things are hard to explain." Yu Genwei, being much older than Du Zhenyu, saw things much more clearly.

However, Aihan shared the same view as Du Zhenyu.

"Lai, your player is interesting, but he's not suitable for professional football. He has no physical strength, speed, dribbling skills, awareness, and zero defense, not even stamina... Just a free kick, it's not enough. He might be good for amateur leagues..."

Aihan's words directly denied Liu Hao's future, but he said it with a smile, as if he was watching a show.

Lai Yuxin didn't expect Aihan to reject Liu Hao so quickly. He thought Aihan would be impressed by such a spectacular free kick and appreciate his talent, but instead, he found him worthless.

The feeling in his heart was very unpleasant, especially when He Xiaoling on the other side laughed coldly without any restraint.

"Without skills, don't pretend to be an agent. Go back to shouting 'welcome to submit manuscripts,' at least you can earn some royalties. But it's a pity, recently Dongguan has been sealed off, making it hard to get by..."

This sarcastic remark, with its double meaning, was extremely hurtful to his pride.

(Brothers, give me some recommendations, sob, I missed the 5-a-side match from 7 to 9 PM tonight again.)

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