"Have you said this a little over?" Emperor Ye said that the young man named Guan Hao looked a little unfair.

Although his brother's mind is indeed not very mature, he is not willing to see this kind of thing.

"Haha, sorry, I'm talking too much." Ye Huang also knew that he was talking a little too much, so he stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and then said, walking towards the group of students playing football inside.

"I can only talk big, dare to compete with us." Obviously, the big boy was very dissatisfied with being ridiculed by the stranger in front of him today and shouted loudly.

"Cheng Ze."

"Guan Hao, don't worry, I haven't been so angry yet. A person from his grandmother who dares not even be able to play football will insult my country. I can't help but breathe."

Cheng Ze's tall man was very dissatisfied with the advice from his companions, and walked towards Emperor Ye with a blue face.

"Hey, have you heard that? Do you dare to compete with us?"

"Compare, what?" Emperor Ye turned around and smiled playfully.

I was originally going to give up, but I didn't expect the other party to chatter.

“Of course it’s football.”

"Yourself, add him." Ye Huang asked, pointing to Guan Hao behind him.

Although I have never seen two people playing football, judging by their arrogant attitude, I guess they should have a chance in the national team.

In fact, Ye Huang also knew that these people in the Chinese national team were far stronger than those of the Sun Kingdom and the Bangzi Kingdom in terms of physical fitness, but they were afraid of being injured and liked to do things by themselves. They had a certain foundation in technology but were not deep, and they felt that they were more than the top.

The guy in front of him gave Ye Huang the feeling that he was completely a reflection of the national team.

Perhaps teaching them a lesson may not be of no help to them.

"You still want Guan Hao to play, I'm enough for myself."

"I'm not just playing football for shooting." Ye Huang looked at the opponent and said lightly, "If I guess correctly, the guy behind you is the left forward."

"How do you know?" Cheng Ze was a little surprised at Ye Huang's answer.

"I can see it." He smiled slightly, and Emperor Ye didn't say anything in detail. In fact, he could feel it from Guan Hao's walking posture just now. The other party's left foot starts slightly faster than his right foot, and the trampling force is much stronger.

All of this is a habit of using the left foot to drive the ball to break through more. As long as you understand, you will basically be inseparable from one glance.

"I'm pretty accurate." Cheng Ze naturally didn't think that Emperor Ye could really see anything.

However, Guan Hao's eyes shrank behind him, and the eyes of Emperor Ye made him feel a little alert. He felt that things today would not be that simple.

Because he dribbled the ball all year round, only the coach and the doctor knew about it. Even Cheng Ze didn't know this. He could basically not see it when walking. However, the person in front of him could see through this that he played as the left winger, which surprised him.

"Football is not just for shooting, but also formidable defense. If you want to compare, you two will play together." With a faint smile, Ye Huang also felt a playful mentality at this moment.

Football, since he returned to China, Ye Huang has never touched him much. He also played football in the Killer Training Camp before.

However, at that time, it was not for the purpose of survival. It was actually not for football, but for the wooden ball made of red pine wood. The loser would be hungry for a day and sleep in the snow and ice. So in order to survive in the cold of tens of degrees below zero, the barefoot group of children would not grit their teeth and fight to the death, and they would be bleeding from their heads.

Even if you win, sometimes you only have one breath left, and you may even die suddenly.

For Ye Huang, football does not represent gorgeous extraordinary and accurate shooting, but a prop to survive.

There were 23 children in that period of the killer training camp, and he was the only one who survived. All the others froze to death in the snow and ice, becoming food for Siberian tigers to fill their stomachs.

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Ye woke up from the memories and looked at the two people in front of him with a smile.

"Let's go, I hope you can learn something. Many things can't be successful by talent, and so on in football."

As he said that, Ye Huang slowly walked towards a group of students from Luqiao Academy who were playing football in the middle of the playground.

For some reason, Guan Hao seemed to feel that he was being scolded by the coach after hearing Ye Huang's words. To be precise, the other party's tone had never even said this by the coach.

"Damn, this kid really treats himself as a scallion, Guan Hao, are you playing?"

"Okay, let's see how strong he is." With a smile, Guan Hao's competitive spirit was also picked up.

No matter how ugly the history of the national team was, it was just history. I am a new group of members entering the national team, and my goal is to win the Asian Cup championship and the World Cup quarterfinals.

If you can't even kick a strange man you meet in college, wouldn't it be too much of a joke?

"Teacher Ye, are you playing football too?"

A group of students who were resting there saw Emperor Ye coming over and shouting.

"Play with the two behind, it's okay to lend you football to use." Ye Huang walked over and smiled and pointed to Guan Hao and Cheng Ze who were following behind him.

"Teacher Ye, you are so kind. You can just pick a few balls here." Someone said with a smile.

"Cheng Ze, Guan Hao."

At this time, I saw a group of people walking over, and suddenly someone exclaimed.

"What Cheng Ze, Guan Hao."

"Damn, are you Chinese? They are new members of the national football team. Guan Hao is the left forward and Cheng Ze is the goalkeeper. Some time ago, they were the ones who beat Japan and the Koonzi Kingdom in the semi-finals of the East Asian Championships. The goalkeeper guarded by Cheng Ze did not miss a single goal, and Guan Hao fed five goals in two games. Japan also said that this is their national shame."

Perhaps because he saw his idol in his mind, the boy who was talking looked excited, and when he looked at Cheng Ze and Guan Hao who were walking over, he almost rushed forward.

"It's true or false. I've long lost hope for the Chinese national football team. I've been watching Serie A and Premier League recently."

...

As Cheng Ze and Guan Hao entered, more than a dozen people were in a mess, and they were talking about the national football team and foreign football.

The words of his students made Ye Huang, who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes that looked at Cheng Ze and Guan Hao changed a little.

He really didn't expect these two kids to have a trick. As we all know, in Asia, both the Kanzi Country and the Japanese are very troubled opponents of the national football team. I remember that after playing Korean Kanzi 3:0 last time, they were found back within a while, and they have almost never won since.

One of the two blocked all the opponent's shots, and the other scored five goals in two games. There were indeed two brushes.

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