Chapter 43

With a spectacular outside-of-the-foot shot from a nearly 30-degree angle, Liu Hao almost made it.

Although the match was not broadcast live, this goal would certainly not be forgotten and should compete for the best goal of the season in the China League One.

If he shoots, it will be earth-shattering.

"This guy is not human! Too bizarre!" The assistant coach of Rizhiquan, who had seen Liu Hao twice and been shocked by his shots both times, muttered to himself.

The teammates of Zhongneng rushed to Liu Hao in a swarm.

With such an impressive goal, how could they not celebrate properly?

Although there had not been much verbal communication on the field, football was the language.

At the moment when everyone was rushing over, the fat guy collapsed like a stone!

He fell down in a very strange way, then covered his crotch with both hands.

???

Liu Hao's face was full of pain, and from his actions, it seemed he had injured his little JJ.

How did he get hurt? Wasn't he alone when he shot?

He rolled around on the ground like a little fat pig, looking really painful.

"Old Yang, hurry up! Don't let anything happen!" Zang Jinchuan, who had multiple roles as both the team leader and the team doctor, urged another team doctor, Yang Juncai, to go and help.

It must have been a groin strain or a testicular injury... Based on his over ten years of experience as a team doctor, he made this judgment.

Yang Juncai, who was not much better-looking than Liu Hao, grabbed a bottle of ethyl chloride and rushed onto the field, his belly jiggling.

Sssss—

When he reached Liu Hao, he sprayed the ethyl chloride on Liu Hao's little JJ without hesitation.

Anyway, when a player is injured, this is the standard procedure, regardless of where the injury is.

Although it wasn't very cold in Guangzhou in March, when the little JJ is injured, the pain is unbearable, and anyone who has played football knows that, especially in the dead of winter, if the little JJ is hit, the pain will last for at least ten minutes, feeling numb and cold, like being skinned... After half an hour, it would only recover to about 80% of its normal state.

Although Yang Juncai didn't know exactly where Liu Hao was hurt, it was probably in the vicinity, so he sprayed it randomly.

With the magical ethyl chloride, Liu Hao didn't roll on the ground for long. With Yang Juncai's help, he finally stood up painfully and walked out of the field.

"Still hurt?" Yang Juncai asked with concern.

Liu Hao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then replied, "It hurts... I think I strained my groin when I shot! But it doesn't seem to be that? Now it feels like there's a stick stuck down there."

"Fortunately... life is precious, and the testicles are even more valuable. It's fine, it's fine. You probably haven't exercised in a long time, and your shooting posture was too aggressive..." Yang Juncai comforted him.

The game continued as usual, and Liu Hao continued to receive treatment off the field.

Two minutes passed in a flash, and no one wanted to turn a point into zero in the last two minutes. It was a draw.

This guy is really a secret weapon and a deputy! As soon as the game ended, Li Xiaopeng also came over.

He might have suffered the second loss of the season, but he managed to secure a draw! Using Liu Hao for the first time proved effective, how could he not be excited?

"Little Fat, are you okay?" He also asked with concern.

However, Liu Hao seemed to be moving freely, so it didn't seem to be a big issue.

He still walked in a waddling manner.

"Fortunately, I have a lot of meat, so I didn't strain it!" Liu Hao smiled sheepishly.

"Good, as long as you're fine! We still have a home game next week, so take care of your body. No, forget that, just stay healthy, ha ha." Li Xiaopeng laughed heartily, feeling exceptionally good.

No matter what foreign or domestic players, having Liu Xiaopeng is better than anything else. Hehe, he found a treasure, and Li Xiaopeng's smile grew even wider...

***

After the game, Li Xiaopeng held a brief press conference, which was sparsely attended by a few journalists.

He only briefly talked about the game and dismissed the journalists in less than two minutes.

This was just a formality, as the China League One was not widely followed.

However, just as he was about to leave, Lai Yuxin ran out.

That was her style; she always ran instead of walked.

The press badge hanging around her neck swung back and forth, and her voice dragged on, "Coach Li, wait a moment..." Li Xiaopeng felt a strange sense of "Lord Bao, I have a grievance..." in her voice.

In front of so many journalists, he had to maintain a serious face and pretend not to know her.

"What's your question?"

"Coach Li, I want to ask about the player who came on at the end and scored a goal. What's his background?" Lai Yuxin asked, her bright and clear eyes twinkling.

Ha ha, this guy, really good at pretending. What's she up to? Is she trying to stir up some hype? Li Xiaopeng smiled inwardly, pondering Lai Yuxin's question and answering cooperatively.

"He is a new player on our team."

"A new player, but he looks quite old. Where did you sign him from, Coach Li?"

"Well, we discovered him during a trial in Tianjin TEDA. At that time, Tianjin TEDA was not interested in Xiao Hao, but we saw his uniqueness. Although he is a bit older, his ability is undeniable, so I signed him without hesitation." Li Xiaopeng smiled faintly, taking all the credit for signing Liu Hao.

"Oh! I see." The other journalists standing nearby nodded in understanding.

So that's how the fat guy appeared!

But didn't you write an article about Liu Xiaopeng in the Sports Weekly? Li Xiaopeng still didn't understand the significance of Lai Yuxin's question.

"From what I know, Liu Xiaopeng's contract is not a real professional player's contract, right?" Lai Yuxin smiled sweetly, looking deadly serious.

"I heard his salary is only 800 yuan?"

"800 yuan?" The other journalists almost spoke in unison, surprised. Is this a professional player? Even picking up plastic bottles on the street would earn you three or four thousand yuan a month!

This guy is using the media to demand a raise. It looks like this girl will come to me after this... Li Xiaopeng's face finally changed slightly.

After just one game, Lai Yuxin found a way to demand a raise, showing how deep her scheming was.

"This is a good question, very to the point. But you can't spread rumors. Where did you hear this? Has it been reposted 500 times? You'll end up in jail! Would Zhongneng Club treat excellent players so poorly?" Li Xiaopeng nodded seriously, looking indignant.

"For a player like Liu Hao, who is very capable but also very special, our club has a different salary budget plan. To ensure that the player can fully dedicate himself to the team, we will offer him a very satisfactory salary as a reward!"

"Oh... As the most professional journalist, I also believe that the Zhongneng Group would not make such a big joke in the football world," Lai Yuxin apologized, suppressing a smile, "I have one more question."

What is she going to ask now? "Mm-hmm."

"Coach Li, I heard that when you coached the women's team, there was a time when you drank too much and passed out, and then the women's team players..."

"Stop! I still need to discuss a new contract with Liu Xiaopeng. The press conference is over..." Li Xiaopeng really didn't dare to listen anymore. If she continued, it would be tomorrow's headline.