Everything was exactly the same as Zuo Liying's thought, and the ball shot out at this time.

The moment the ball shot out, Zuo Li did not hesitate at all, stretched out his foot and blocked the ball's route.

But just as the moment blocked the ball, Zuo Li felt something was wrong in his mind.

Because this ball is obviously shot slanted, that is, if you follow this route, the ball is obviously shot directly outside the field.

However, after reaching out, Zuo Li can no longer consider it.

The ball immediately hit Zuo Li's foot. It was not until this moment that Zuo Li realized that he was obviously wrong. The foot hit Zuo Li's foot was the same as Zuo Li predicted.

However, the trajectory of the ball and the strength of the ball kicking are completely different from what Zuo Liying thought.

This ball was obviously strong and powerful, not counting, the most important thing is that the ball is still spinning.

After hitting the left toe, the ball immediately changed its trajectory and rotated. It didn't matter if it was rotated. After passing by his own kick, the ball was immediately straightened toward the goal.

Bang!

The ball hit the wall behind again.

As the ball collides with the wall, layers of dust fog can be stirred up wherever the ball goes.

If Zuo Wenhua's first ball gave Zuo Li the feeling that he dared not underestimate, then after this ball, Zuo Li was completely shocked. It was obvious that what Zuo Wenhua was waiting for was to stretch out his foot to touch the football, and it was obvious that all his actions were within his father's expectations.

Thinking of this, Zuo Li, who was competitive, suddenly lost most of his confidence.

Zuo Li was still unyielding and kept thinking about how to stop him.

However, as his father shot from a long time, he stopped the ball in the air and then volleyed, turned around and shot from his crotch from behind his crotch, and other series of unique skills. In the end, Zuo Li was completely convinced.

The final outcome is 10:9. Judging from the data shown in the results, I was almost defeated, but in Zuo Li's heart, it was like a mirror. How could I be called a near defeat? I was obviously a miserable defeat. And it was so miserable that it could not be more miserable.

In fact, it was not until now that Zuo Li realized that the first nine goals were actually given to him by his father. If his first goal was directly in front of the goal, he would probably not be able to kick the ball in any case. No wonder his father's position at that time had such a great coercion.

"Dad, you are so awesome!"

After the kick, Zuo Li's vision of his father had completely changed.

"Dad is just a cripple, what's so great about it?"

When Zuo Li followed Zuo Wenhua like a star-chasing clan and said this to Zuo Wenhua with admiration, Zuo Wenhua walked over with nonchalant expression, picked up the clothes he had just thrown to the ground, and then said with emotion while wearing them.

"Dad, actually I didn't mean to say your legs on purpose just now, don't take them to heart."

After hearing what his father said, Zuo Li said with shame. In fact, if Zuo Li knew that his father was so powerful just now, he would probably borrow ten more courage from Zuo Li, so Zuo Li would not dare to talk about Zuo Wenhua's legs.

First of all, my father doesn’t say it. Let’s take a step back and say that he is a disabled person, but he even lets the disabled win. What a humiliating thing this is for me!

But it is obvious that his father is not an ordinary disabled person. Thinking of this, Zuo Li reminded himself over and over again that he must flatter his father. For him, the techniques his father just showed were what he valued the most.

"Dad didn't take it seriously. Dad means that Dad is just a cripple. Even if you feel good about playing, you are just a cripple. You have to know how many times better people are in this world than Dad. So Dad wants to tell you that it's not that easy to play well."

After hearing this, Zuo Wenhua put on his clothes, he then said to Zuo Li seriously.

"Dad, I know, but I'm only fourteen years old this year. As long as I work hard, I believe I will definitely become like Beckham one day."

After hearing this, Zuo Li said with joy.

However, this is very uncomfortable to hear Zuo Wenhua's ears. I won't say that it is as good as Beckham. You should know how difficult it is to play in a regular professional league. Only Zuo Wenhua himself knows this. Although Zuo Wenhua didn't say it, he said silently in his heart: Child, in fact, you are more than a little behind compared to your peers. This path is not that easy to walk.

Although Zuo Wenhua said this in his heart, after seeing Zuo Li's happy look, Zuo Wenhua couldn't say a single word.

Looking at Zuo Li in front of him, Zuo Wenhua could imagine how difficult he was when he was as old as Zuo Li. At that time, he didn't know anything about the road he was about to embark on. At that time, he would also say that I wanted to play football like Maradona, and at that time, I knew nothing except for his enthusiasm for football.

Children of this age group are the most ignorant and do not know how difficult it is to stick to their dreams, but they are also the simplest person who is willing to give the most for their dreams. Looking at Zuo Li's joyful look, Zuo Wenhua did not want to break the dream of a child, regardless of whether the child was his own son or not.

"Dad, can you tell me how to play football as well as you?"

It is obvious that Zuo Li had no idea about these emotional changes in his father. At this moment, he was still completely immersed in his father's simple but shocking kicking movements just now.

"Play football seriously and play football with your brain."

The answer given by Zuo Wenhua is very simple.

"Then can you teach me?"

Zuo Li obviously didn't listen to his father's words. At this moment, he was just a brainless fan who had just been impressed by the gorgeous things.

"No, I can't teach you."

After listening to Zuo Li's words, Zuo Wenhua replied without any thought.

"Why?"

Zuo Li asked in confusion after hearing his father's words.

"Because I will never be able to teach you the movements you want to learn."

Zuo Wenhua answered his son sincerely again.

"Yes, you can teach me. I just want to learn the actions you did just now."

After hearing this, Zuo Li immediately said excitedly, as if he was afraid that his father would mistake his intentions.

"But are you a cripple? Child, you must understand that playing football is something that no one can teach you. Only by thinking about it yourself and thinking about how to defeat your opponent. Only when you really defeat others' things are familiar with your own things will you play football."
Chapter completed!