Chapter 8

"Until you reach the Great Wall, you're not a true man; until you reach Dongguan, you're not a real man. Ten thousand beauties come to the Lingnan region, and a hundred thousand customers go to Dongguan."

"Brother, I'm so upset. I finally made it to Dongguan, hoping to fulfill my youthful dream in advance, but I was caught as soon as I entered the door."

Early in the morning, Liu Hao received a message from Cai Jin.

Liu Hao immediately understood. This guy had wanted to enjoy the Dongguan-style service but got caught in a crackdown.

"You can't even achieve such a great dream? Don't worry, there are still three thousand beauties in Wenfeng. Wenfeng is your future." Liu Hao quickly replied.

For this guy who loved eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, this was the only way to comfort him.

"Yes, so as a second choice, to achieve my dream, I told Coach Li that in the next three matches, you must play at least once. Come on, for my Wenfeng Road."

In the midst of laughter, Liu Hao's chance to play appeared.

Liu Hao's heart skipped a beat, feeling a stirring desire.

The playoff matches were real professional games!

Although Li Tie would never rely on him for promotion, Cai Jin's words clearly told him that he would at least get a chance to play.

With four days to prepare, Liu Hao took it very seriously.

He worked diligently, rushed home after work, and declined all social engagements, heading to the field as usual late at night.

Especially in the quiet of the night, he continued to practice his free-kick technique.

After a few days, all the tests showed that his footwork had not only remained stable but had improved significantly with practice.

He specifically practiced several shooting methods.

The two most spectacular methods were the axe kick and the crescent moon curve. Mastering these two techniques would likely be enough for him to dominate the field.

The axe kick had the strongest impact. In the football world, the best at the axe free-kick was the Brazilian legend Juninho, who had just retired. He treated free-kicks like penalties, and the balls he shot completely defied the laws of physics, making them impossible to explain.

If one day people discovered that the unknown fat Liu Hao could also shoot such a ball, it would cause a huge sensation!

After perfectly testing this shooting method, even Liu Hao himself became smug. In today's world, even the only heir to the axe kick, Cristiano Ronaldo, would be nothing in front of him!

As for the crescent moon curve, there was no need to elaborate. Anyone who liked football would know Beckham and the power of the crescent moon curve.

The crescent moon curve not only represented free-kicks but also passing. The passing of the crescent moon curve was divine, unpredictable, and as precise as a missile.

Compared to free-kicks, the passing of the crescent moon curve was even more frustrating for opponents. As long as you had a good run, you would have a good pass and a good goal...

Of course, Liu Hao focused the most on corner kicks.

Free-kicks were rare, but corner kicks were common.

As long as he could handle one corner kick, he could seize an opportunity.

After all, even if he played, it probably wouldn't exceed five minutes.

Li Tie wouldn't joke around with his own job, no matter how much he wanted to give face.

Five minutes was already a lot of time. In football matches, many substitute players just went through the motions, and some only got called by the coach in the last minute to delay the final time, serving only a tactical purpose.

Of course, the most tragic was spending 90 minutes on the bench without even a second of playing time.

However, following the normal path, Liu Hao wouldn't even make the 16-man roster; he should be a cheerleader in the stands.

Time flew by, and the weekend arrived quickly.

Liu Hao returned to the Super Club.

As usual, Li Tie did not include Liu Hao in the regular training.

"Practice whatever you want."

What kind of treatment was this? Even the top two superstars in football, Messi and Ronaldo, wouldn't get such treatment.

Unless they were injured.

But Liu Hao had such privileges.

His teammates were envious, nothing but envy.

"I wonder if the club has paid Brother Liu?" Huang Rongzheng was always mischievous, loving gossip and prying into others' affairs. He now raised a question that made his teammates fantasize.

"Maybe? The prince treats him so well, Brother Liu might be the son of a big tycoon, even more powerful than the prince."

"Maybe the club owes Brother Liu a few million, so they let him come here to vacation and pay off the debt?"

"Maybe he's the son of a high-ranking official..."

Although the whispers were low, they still reached Liu Hao's ears.

I'm here to play football! Liu Hao laughed bitterly in his heart.

He didn't care about other training. He only had one skill, free-kicks, so he went to practice shooting alone.

The goalkeeper had just finished warming up and had no one to practice with, so Liu Hao volunteered.

The goalkeeper looked to be about 25 years old, over 1.9 meters tall.

Liu Hao didn't know his name, but the goalkeeper greeted him, "Brother Liu, let's play a few penalty kicks."

"Hehe, penalty kicks are too close and not fun. Let's play free-kicks instead," Liu Hao replied tactfully. For penalty kicks, he would always shoot powerfully down the middle, but the force was so great that he believed the goalkeeper wouldn't react in time.

But there was a downside to not reacting: if the ball hit the goalkeeper, he might get injured, so he declined.

Although the goalkeeper had seen Liu Hao's two incredible shots in the last friendly match, they had a zero success rate, so he didn't take them seriously.

According to the usual saying, his shots would always go to the third point, and as long as you stood in the center of the goal, the ball wouldn't come.

If he wanted to stand out, the most eye-catching way was to score a goal.

So Liu Hao chose a spot about 30 meters away and placed the ball.

The goalkeeper stretched his arms casually, seemingly not taking it seriously.

Even if the team captain took this shot, the goal rate would be only 3%. Did Brother Liu have a one in ten thousand chance? He thought the ball wouldn't even reach the goal frame.

But Liu Hao didn't think so. He focused all his attention on the ball.

This time, he had to make a shot that would catch everyone's attention, whether it was Li Tie or his teammates. Only then could he truly get a chance.

So, he used all his strength.

No matter how strong a fat man was, his shooting posture would still look ridiculous, and the power should be gentle.

According to Liu Hao's plan, the ball should have flown straight to the bottom right corner of the goal, if everything went as expected.

But as he kicked the ball with his right foot, he could clearly feel his right foot sinking.

Damn grass!

But the ball still flew out like a cannonball.

And it seemed to tear through the air.

To the goalkeeper, it looked like a burning fireball, terrifying.

Although it was just a moment.

A moment of eternity, but to the goalkeeper, it was a moment of nightmare.

His hands didn't even have time to stretch out, just raised above his head, as if surrendering, and the ball already fell like a meteor.

Smack!

A very clear sound.

Then the goalkeeper's glove slipped off his right hand, along with the ball, and fell vertically to the ground.

As it landed, the goalkeeper squatted down in pain, his left hand covering his right.

Ah! A heart-wrenching, ear-piercing scream echoed.

Yes, the ball didn't follow Liu Hao's intended path but flew straight to the center of the goal, hitting the goalkeeper's right hand.

Everyone on the field turned to look, only to see the goalkeeper in pain, while Liu Hao stood stunned 30 meters away.

No one saw what happened, but it was clear that the goalkeeper was injured!

Everyone looked left and right, not knowing how the goalkeeper was injured.

It couldn't be Liu Hao! Could Liu Hao have injured the goalkeeper from 30 meters away?

Impossible!

But who else was shooting on the field?

Liu Hao himself didn't expect that his shot from 30 meters away would injure the goalkeeper. It shouldn't have been that bad, but why did the damn grass sink?

Now he knew he had really caused a big problem and quickly ran over.

Li Tie's heart turned cold. How did this happen! Looking at the goalkeeper's painful state, his right wrist was definitely broken.

A good goalkeeper was equivalent to half a team.

For the Super Club, even if the main goalkeeper didn't reach that level, he was still their most trusted goalkeeper. They couldn't let a 17-year-old substitute goalkeeper take his place!

"Xiaoliang, I'm so sorry, really sorry. It's all my fault for not being careful when I shot and injured you. I'm really, really sorry!"

In the medical room, Liu Hao kept apologizing to the goalkeeper, now knowing his name was Guo Deliang.

Guo Deliang was undoubtedly very heavy-hearted. He was about to participate in the playoff matches, but he suddenly got injured due to his own carelessness. Who wouldn't be upset?

Who would have thought Brother Liu's shot was so bizarre! He couldn't blame Liu Hao, as a goalkeeper, he hadn't even met the basic requirement of focusing. How could he qualify to be the starting goalkeeper in the match?

Liu Hao's mood wasn't much better. He had wanted to show off, but no one saw his great performance, and instead, the main goalkeeper was injured. How could he face Cai Jin if the match results were poor due to the change in goalkeepers...

Why was he so unlucky? Nothing good had happened recently!