Is Tang Pa really dead? Take care of him!
Freshmen are in front of you, and considering this problem, it seems quite idiotic. Then, you should use a new attitude to life to meet new students.
Tang quickly combed the information in his mind: Tang, born on August 25, 1987.
That being said, the two are not only the same name, but the birthday is also the same day. Is this the god of heaven!
The message is full of pride: born in a small town in northern Sichuan, three years old followed his parents to Lyon, France. Parents opened a small restaurant in Lyon. At the age of seven, he entered the Lyon club for training. Due to his skillful skills, he was appreciated by the youth team coach Pintoli. Once in a game, scored 13 goals!
Scored 13 goals in a game? That said, the family founder is still a football genius. However, the family tree did not say that he played the ball, only that he was smart, 25-year-old doctoral graduate, began cancer research. At the age of 28, he developed a drug for cancer treatment, and then he started a pharmaceutical company. Since then, he has risen to create a family for the family!
It is this body that starts from scratch and creates a miracle. Tang suddenly gave birth to heroism. He wiped the rain on his face and thought: Since this body is now dominated by me, then the life track should be changed.
Money is to be earned. It is necessary to lay a foundation for the family, and let those who laugh at themselves bow down to themselves every day. Football, that must be kicked. To make up for the shortcomings of past lives!
In the past, players have grades, according to the player's technical level, from low to high, respectively, professional, star, super star. Each level is divided into three phases, namely the initial segment, the middle segment, and the high segment. Tang wants to know what level of physical technology is now.
So in his brain, he began to call the supercomputer "Xiaofeifei."
"Small Feifei! Xiaofeifei!"
However, how he called and did not receive any response from Xiaofeifei.
Tang secretly thought: When the road is crossed, the super computer is damaged? Or is it a super computer, can't you follow it with yourself?
"Hey!" Tang sighed, and then he became familiar with the message of this life. Fourteen years of information is rare, and Tang is completely familiar with it in an hour. Then he began to sleep.
At this moment, the lightning of the sky outside the house has disappeared, and the rainstorm is still raging. The billboard outside the window, after all, did not fall, it is still strong, like the pine on the rock, no fear of storm!
...
The next morning, Tang was awakened by her mother. Rubbing your eyes, a beloved face appeared in your eyes. This is the mother! The mother looked at him and said, "Never, the thunder of last night did not scare you?"
The mother of a previous life, now unable to fulfill filial piety, then compensate her!
Tang absolutely raised his delicate and slightly innocent face, and some angry said: "Mom, I was already ten ... fourteen years old, how could it be." Tang almost said that he is already eighteen years old.
The mother smiled and said: "Good, good, good! You grow up, get up quickly, be late."
August is a summer vacation and should have been a break. Tang has never studied in a French public school since childhood, and there is no Chinese class in French elementary schools. As a Chinese, if you can't write Chinese, this is something that Tang's parents can't tolerate. Therefore, with the holidays, Tang will definitely go to the Confucius Institute to learn Chinese.
After eating breakfast, Tang never carried a school bag to go to school. Last night a storm, the road was still wet, the slippery road was like a layer of black paint. Just a few steps away, the shoulder was heavily patted. Tang turned his head and looked at it. A sixteen-year-old boy came into view.
The young dissatisfied said: "Why don't you wait for me to leave?"
Tang smiled on his face and said: "Beqiang, you are too slow."
Bei Qiang, sixteen years old, from Hangzhou. Parents work in a company in Lyon, white-collar workers. Bei Qiang and Tang are absolutely studying in the same public school.
Both are Chinese, and in a foreign country, the two soon became friends.
The two teenagers walked side by side, on a cold morning, in the morning light. They are going to accept the influence of Chinese culture and learn about the 5,000-year-old civilization. They want to find roots in China's long-standing civilization!
...
At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the Lyon training base.
Tang was wearing a white casual short sleeve, a pair of black shorts, a sports bag on his shoulders, a pair of soccer shoes, and walked into the training ground.
There are already seven or eight people in the training ground. They are changing shirts and are ready to start training. A guy who is one meter tall and seventy-five, said to Tang, he smiled and said: "Don, change your clothes quickly. Today we are more than the number of people who have changed the ball."
Tang was one meter tall and sixty-five, and the boy was taller than him. So Tang never looked up at him.
Tang chuckled and said: "Benzema, I said, you can never win me."
Benzema was a little angry and said awkwardly: "I am in a good state today, maybe I will win. Don't you compare."
Tang never waved his hand and greeted his teammates. He said: "You can never win me if you hit the ball. Or we are more than a shot today. Or we compare, who scored more goals during the game, how?"
Benzema touched the inch and thought about it. Someone said with anger: "Who is the one who is more than a fool of the game, I am not stupid. It is better than the shot when practicing."
Tang hurriedly said: "Well, just do this, no regrets. I won, your PS machine will give me a week to play." Benzema has a feeling of being fooled, but the young man is eager to win the character, not tolerant He stepped back half a step.
Benzema said: "Well, if I win, you will... lend me the book of Ronaldo."
The two clap their hands!
Ben Alpha sneered at the side, thinking in his heart, a good show is about to begin!
Tang will put the sports bag on the green turf, and is about to sit down. Suddenly remembered that there was a heavy rain last night, and there was water under the turf. So he opened the sports bag and stood and changed the jersey.
Five minutes later, after a whistle, twenty teenagers were surrounded by Pinto. Looking at the group of teenagers in front of me, in the eyes of Pinto, there was a look of pride. These young players are the best ones he has seen in eight years. Among them, Tang, Benzema, and Ben Alpha are the most prominent.
Pinto looked at Tang, but his eyes suddenly became dim, and his heart sighed.
Hey! Scorpio talent!
Pintoli quickly picked up, embarrassed emotions, arranged training content.
Last night a heavy rain, Lyon's air, became refreshing. Tang must follow the big forces and jog around the turf. Around the stadium is surrounded by ten meters high wire mesh. This is good, you don't have to spend time to pick up the ball.
Under the leadership of Pinto, the Lyon Junior team completed the preparatory activities and began to become familiar with the ball practice. Tang never used his right foot to pull back, and the white football flew up.
Look, two times, three times...
Tang's ball is very good. He is like a magician. Football is the prop in his hands. Tang has changed the pattern and started to hit the ball. Shoulder, head, chest, thigh, inside of the instep...
If the football is a piece of iron, then the body of Tang is a magnet. His body has great appeal to football. Every time, the football falls from the sky and falls to a certain part of his body. Then, he jumps into the air again.
The football on the foot of Benzema fell on the turf, and he turned seven hundred and seventy-five. The highest record of his previous goal was 704, and today he broke his record. So he was in a good mood, as if he had killed the Quartet in PS.
In a good mood, he turned to look at Tang. In the blink of an eye, Benzema's mood became awful. Because football is still on the body, happy jumping.
This is a enchanting! Benzema thought of indignation in his heart.
At this time, Pinto looked at Tang, and the sadness in his eyes was even worse.
Next is the technical exercise. Looking far away, more than twenty teenagers are dancing on the green turf, their dances are dancing and dancing. From the age of eleven to sixteen, it is a key moment for the formation of technology for football players. This group of teenagers, who grew up in sweat, laid a solid foundation for the future to enter the professional football.
Pinto whistling, whispered: "crossing straight into two, and then shooting."