Green Yin Silly Waist
Chapter 1 Genius? Mentally handicapped! Spain, Barcelona, left of Aristides Avenue. This is the famous Lamasian football school in football. There are countless players coming out of this, among which there are international top stars like Messi, Harvey, Inesta and so on. This is the cradle of genius, a holy land that countless young people yearn for. ..... Under the hot sun, the boys in the green field are engaged in fierce 5V5 confrontation. There was a subtle cooperation between the small group of five people, and everyone almost touched the ball with one foot, passing through the crowd in black and white, like an elven. 'Tiki-Taka' (Transmission Control Tactics), this is the foundation established by the Barcelona dynasty. The transmission control mechanism with the midfield as the core and the high position tactics are the Barcelona football concept. Gorgeous and efficient way of playing. As Barcelona's youth training, Lamasya's little ones naturally also need to receive training in this area, and the small-scale fierce collision is more conducive to exercising this transmission and control mechanism. Sunshine, sweat, shouting, which filled Lamasia training camp with a youthful blood. On the court, the five little guys performed extremely hard. One of them with black hair and yellow skin was eye-catching. This is a boy about 18 years old. His childish face is full of thick color, his ball feels very good, and football seems to stick to his feet like an arm. Spread it out, pick it up, spread it out, pick it up. The football shuttled between the five friends. The entire team slowly approached the opponent's goal. The longest time to control the football was the yellow-skinned boy. The teenager's expression is a little dull, his eyes are slightly dull, he almost never looks down and always looks around, but he can firmly control the football under his feet, and he can always relax when facing the opponents Move or pass comfortably. "Stupid, here!" Suddenly, a brown-haired teenager yelled and then started at high speed. The yellow-skinned boy also suddenly handled the ball at the same time. The football passed through the gap in the crowd like a knife and accurately found the brown-haired boy. This is a straight ball like a scalpel. Hidden, fast, and deadly! Almost runs through the entire defense. Seeing this ball, the entire stadium boiled instantly. Wow! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! The brown-haired boy chasing the football is also full of joy, this ball has an advance, so there is no need for him to slow down deliberately. The opponent's defensive player is half a step behind him, and he is confident that his foot is over. The brown-haired boy received the ball and took a short walk, getting closer to the penalty area. This is a single-handed ball. He could even see the other goalkeeper panicking forward, fluttering to the ground, stretching his body as much as possible, trying to block the angle of the shot. But ... easier said than done. I saw the boy rubbing gently, the football crossed a wonderful arc in the air, brushed the goalkeeper's body, and floated in the direction of the gate. The next moment, Baihuahua's net trembled! "Pretty!!" The brown-haired boy jumped up suddenly, turned around and smashed, and his goal was to be the teammate who laughed in the midfield. This young boy who gave him a scalpel-like ball and assisted him-Yi Le. "Stupid, your passing is great!" "Good job, silly!" "You are great, silly!" "We have a midfield master, roar roar !!" The teenagers gathered together, cheering excitedly and scoring goals, and the crisp and energetic figure spread to every corner of the greenery field. Yi Le smiled very kindly, scratching his head, and said, "Ben, your goal is more beautiful." "Yes! Hey, I played Flemish in this pick-and-roll game, hey!" Neseto said with a smile, and raised his chin toward the opponent goalkeeper, Flander, not far away. Fland murmured a little unpleasantly; "It's not a fool to pass it on, let him try it for our group." "No, no, fools are our treasures! Hahahaha ..." "Yes, silly is a baby, silly will give you." "Slightly slightly ..." Looking at the grimace teenagers, cheering arrogantly, the two youth training coaches on the sidelines and the corners of their supervisors showed a smile. "Gentlemen, this is the future of Camp Nou!" Youth training director, Miranda said with relief. "Talk about ratings." The two youth coaches immediately pulled out a notepad and started analyzing. "Sadic, ball possession: 7 points, field goal: 5 points, running without the ball: 7 points, high pressure: 9 points." The youth training director nodded slightly and said, "There is progress. If you are working hard on the ball, he can enter the reserve team." As the main control of Barcelona, in the midfield they pay more attention to the ball control rate and grab the score. "Kost Ben, ball possession: 8 points, field goal: 8 points, run without the ball: 5 points, high position: 5 points." The youth training director frowned, dissatisfied: "Lazy kid!" The two youth training directors began to summarize the scores of other players. In general, the boys have improved a lot during this period of training, which also makes the youth training director feel good. In the end, the youth training director's gaze was directed at the dark-haired boy in the field, his tone of regret said: "What's the easy data?" The two youth coaches looked at each other, their eyes were full of bitterness, one of them thought: "Yile, ball control: 9 points, field goal: 3 points, running without the ball: 9 points, high pressure: 9 points ..." After a pause, the youth coach turned a page, his face complicated: "IQ: 69, mildly mentally handicapped!" This is a very dazzling figure, but it is overshadowed by the last one. Yi Le, mildly retarded! His IQ is only 69, commonly known as 'dumb' or 'mentally retarded'. After hearing this answer, the youth training director shook his head helplessly, and Barcelona didn't mind training players suffering from illnesses, just as they discovered 'Messi' and raised him as 'Barça', as if Lamasia fell in love This kind of development game. But Messi's condition is a developmental problem, he only needs to maintain growth hormone, and his growth does not have any problems. But Yi Le is special. He is owed by IQ and even belongs to 'mental impairment'. Yi Le was a genius discovered by Lamasian's youth training director during a visit to China. At that time, looking at the little man who looked like an elf on the field, he shouted 'Harvey, Harvey' excitedly. Although Yi Le's playing style is slightly more gorgeous, and he is more inclined to 'Little Luo', but his control in the middle and wide field of vision make the youth training director especially value, almost winning Yi Le in a visit. But when he returned to the training base for a physical examination, bad news came. Yi Le's IQ is only 69, which is a mild mental retardation. It is dull to say that it is good, but it is mentally retarded to say that it is not good! Although he is extremely talented in playing football, no one can guarantee that this 'IQ owed' teenager can play the desired effect. After all, professional football is not fun, and football is not blindly just talent. Therefore, Yi Le almost became a joke of the Barcelona media at the time, and the media said that 'the director of youth training signed a mentally retarded genius to return! '. This became almost an oolong for the entire city. However, the youth training director did not give up Yi Le, this stay was for two years, but now he is overwhelmed, Yi Le has not been able to complete the changes he needs. "Club management let go, they don't need a mentally retarded successor to Harvey!" This sentence sounds hurtful, but it is true. The head of the youth training complexion was blue and said, "That's because they haven't seen this little guy play football!" "But it doesn't matter anymore. Harvey is leaving this season and his position does not belong to La Masia." The youth training director changed his look and said, "The club wants to recruit?" "There is no accurate news, but it should be. After all, La Masia has not been able to send too good players to the main team in recent years." The youth coach looked helpless. When La Masia was most brilliant, he almost completed the composition of Barcelona's "Universe Team", but it seemed to have been drained of nutrients by that era. Since then, the term is worse than the term. Although still known as the best youth training in the world, the transcripts they handed out are truly uncomfortable. The youth training director was silent with a hint of helplessness. For the choice of the club, he could not say anything about it, after all, he was just the youth training director. Putting down those irritable thoughts for a while, the youth training director stepped forward and clapped his hands, which attracted the attention of many little ones. "Ladies, you are doing very well today, especially Sadic." The excitement of a freckled teenager was praised by his name. As for Koster, who scored, it was a grievance full of faces, and it was me who scored! "Sadage, report to the reserve tomorrow!" The whole stadium was quiet! Everyone's face was unbelievable, and Sadic himself was just stupid! The youth training director raised an eyebrow and said, "What? Is there a problem?" Sadic hit a shock, almost bouncing from the ground, his whole body was stiff, his voice trembling, "No problem, sir!" After that, he punched hard, and secretly encouraged himself. The other teenagers looked at it with envy and jealousy, even Yi Le's thick face was full of envy. (End of this chapter)
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