Leonardo da Vinci conquered the world with gorgeous colors, Julius Caesar conquered the world with the iron hoof of Jin Ge, Beethoven conquered the world with clever music, and William Shakespeare conquered the world with beating words ... When human beings invented football, they had another reason to worship!
-Ye Wudao prefaced "The Tale of the Chinese Football Empire". The second half kicked off in the sneer of the high school. Zheng Yan still didn't play, and the little beauty and the tall beauty didn't know what to whisper. Ye Wudao stood in the midfield, chewing gum, and his face was the best in the world. Make each other's face more and more ugly, very anxious to immediately put Ye Wudao down to the ground and beat up.
The junior high school kicked off first, and the ball was passed to Ye Wudao. Ye Wudao didn't pass the ball out or dribble it horizontally to the high school players who rushed at him with the ball behind him. Instead, he unexpectedly kicked directly, and the football blasted into the distant goal. The guy who stepped forward to steal was shocked by this powerful angry shot. This kind of footwork is impossible for high school students to have. If he kicked himself, he wouldn't hang up on the spot and be sent to the hospital.
The goalkeeper's position in senior high school was too high. By the time he reacted, he jumped up and blocked the ball, the football had crossed his head and rushed into the net. He looked at the guy who was thrown into the sky by his partner in disbelief, and then looked back at the football that was still in the goal, still having a dream feeling.
The audience was speechless, this is too fast! ? It took a long time to burst into a deafening applause. Girls are screaming all over the room, asking each other who this handsome guy is, his bohemian expression, his famous brand all over his feet, his decadent eyes, and his amazing skills, so that Ye Wudao, a garbage boy who only heard his name but didn't see his person, quickly won the favor of a large number of anthomaniac.
Next, it was time for Ye Wudao to perform alone. He shoveled the next pass and kept it firmly under his feet. He started to take the ball from the back court, rode the dust, slipped past the opponent's three midfielders in a row, and went straight into the opponent's penalty area. His elegant movements were dazzling. He didn't slow down at high speed, so he picked the ball around the first defender and regained control of the ball before it landed. Then, he incredibly picked the ball over his head with his heel and just shook the second defender. Finally, he volleyed the ball into the net at a small angle, which surprised the audience.
He is like a great interpreter of classicism, a pursuer of aestheticism, waltz steps and light ball control, which makes everyone immersed in wonderful visual enjoyment. The coach watched Ye Wudao's solo performance like a monster and trembled uncontrollably. The No.10 midfielder who scored a goal in junior middle school has a strange brilliance in his eyes, with admiration and envy, and more importantly, he is aroused by Ye Wudao's strong fighting spirit.
The talented goalkeeper who participated in the national U15 football match and was named the best goalkeeper was originally annoyed because of careless loss of a goal (another was that his own team member headed the ball to clear the goal and made an own goal, which the gods could not save. There is nothing to regret). When he saw Ye Wudao's goal, he felt as if he was going to burn. It is the real enjoyment to compete with such an opponent, whether it is an opponent or a teammate!
When Ye Wudao was about to break into the restricted area through gorgeous dribbling, an obvious pulling action of a defender of the other side earned the referee a yellow card, and Ye Wudao got a free kick with excellent position. No.10 in junior high school silently walked beside him, keeping a close eye on every detail of Ye Wudao's movements, and his face turned red when he was discovered by Ye Wudao.
"Do you want to take this free kick?" Ye Wudao asked with interest. He is still very optimistic about this middle school organization midfield, except for his lack of physical fitness. His sense of ball, speed, vision and ability to read games are all first-class, which is completely out of line with his age. Such a young football player reminds him of Tsubasa Oozora in the comic book "Young Football Player", who is as aggressive as a midfielder and as creative, which makes him think badly now that he needs all kinds of talent resources.
It's just that even Ye Wudao himself didn't know that it was his careless move that created another myth about the great No.10 in the history of football, which directly led to Ye Wudao's commercial reach into the football world in the future, injecting fresh blood and stimulants into China football that broke the hearts of hundreds of millions of fans in China, and creating the legend of China football!
"Do you know the grafting principle of table tennis snooker?" Ye Wudao suddenly asked, seeing the vacant midfielder No.10, Ye Wudao had a strange smile on his mouth. "Look carefully, and then I will let you know what a human wall is meaningless!"
Ye Wudao's powerful shot sent the ball to the goal, but to the disappointment of No.10 teenager and everyone, the ball had no arc, which could not be compared with the shocking shots of the first two feet. But what happened next made the teenager completely submit to Ye Wudao, and even after he became the savior of China football in the future, he still maintained a puzzling reverence and respect for Ye Wudao.
The powerful ball without any angle changed direction and bounced into the goal after hitting a defender's leg. The goalkeeper could not judge the real direction of the ball at all, and watched the ball break through his own door, insulting his dignity as a goalkeeper again and again.
It turns out that this is Ye Wudao's so-called grafting principle of table tennis and snooker, which makes the ball change direction and hit the goal through the collision of a third party. This is the angle he deliberately calculated, so he doesn't need to bother to avoid the blocking of the "human wall" and directly hits the ball strangely through the collision of the defensive human wall.
"Football is a very interesting game, isn't it?" Ye Wudao looked at the stunned and adoring teenager and smiled, "Next, let me attack the city with you and conquer them with football!" The teenager who ran back behind him nodded hard.
The coach of the football team of Pearl College has already started to choke with excitement, and said intermittently, "Damn it, this is the real hope of China football. What will rush out of Asia and break the strange circle of being invincible in Korea? If there are three such geniuses, why should young chinese worry about football?"
Several heavyweights in the stands were attracted by Ye Wudao's outstanding performance, especially the little girl sitting behind the cold, flat-headed youth. Her eyes were even more radiant, her hands were tightly held, and all eyes were focused on Ye Wudao, who was like a ruler on the court.
"As a midfielder, you must pay attention to the rhythm of the whole game, you know?" Ye Wudao ran "old-fashioned" to educate the No.10 teenager, "Control the midfield, you are the master of the whole game! God of football! Have the jurisdiction to decide the outcome of the competition! "