Chapter 3

Chelsea U18 substitute goalkeeper Wood Leicester is an authentic Englishman. Last year, he became angry after finding out that he was replaced by Zhou Liran, the second substitute goalkeeper and a Chinese player, as the original starting goalkeeper.

Although Zhou Liran didn't bother arguing with these little brats, he also hated this kind of trouble that would always exist if it was not solved.

So when Wood Lester stood in front of him with his arms folded and angry for the first time after training, Zhou Liran directly dragged Wood Lester to the head coach Ben Wallen and asked the head coach to give Wood a chance. Chance.

"I know that my talent is not as good as Wood, so coach, I think you should let Wood come..."

Zhou Liran was interrupted by coach Ben before he could finish his words that day. The latter asked him to go home early and then stayed. Wood Leicester.

Zhou Liran didn't know what the two of them said, but Wood Lester really didn't dare to do anything in front of him after that.

This was a victory for a despicable adult over a sixteen-year-old boy. He was not complacent, but he didn't feel bad either. Because he knew very well that if he were not of Chinese descent, Wood would not come to him and babble after the head coach announced the result.

If this were in America, he would definitely complain that Wood was discriminating against him.

Because he was unhappy in his heart, and even had no idea of ​​continuing to be on good terms with Wood Lester, Zhou Liran left the team directly that day, leaving no trace of decency or room for turning around, but... this kid has since He actually thinks that he, Zhou Liran, is a good person from the bottom of his heart, just because he admitted his talent in front of the coach and suggested that the coach consider him...

It's outrageous, but this guy actually thinks so.

Just like now, when the match was about to begin, the opponent greeted him with a smile. He had no idea that he believed him. Zhou Liran, wearing the shell of a young man, stood in front of the goal and put on his gloves little by little, with nothing left in his heart. One thought: win.

At the beginning of the match, both sides played very fiercely. Zhou Liran's eyes did not fall on his teammates, but stayed on the black and white football.

The forwards fully implemented the requirements of head coach Ben Wallen and shot directly if there was a chance after getting the football. If you do this, although the quality of the shot is not high, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes. If you try a few times, one of them will fly directly past their goalkeeper and into the net.

The forward of Zhou Liran's Team A successfully sent the football into the goal guarded by Wood Lester after two shots.

Team B's possession of the ball.

Zhou Liran, who had just easily blocked a goal from his opponent, raised his eyes and stared at the football flying towards the upper left corner of the goal. Although he knew in his heart that the ball could not be stopped, his body had already reacted before his brain, and he directly pulled up on the spot and stretched out his arms. Reach for the football and try to add a little force to the ball to change its trajectory.

Head coach Ben Wallen stood on the edge of the court with his arms folded. His eyes fell on Zhou Liran. He couldn't help but secretly thought that it was a pity: he still lacked talent and reflexes. If it were Wood Lester who was in excellent condition, , then this football hanging directly in the blind corner may be saved.

It's a pity that Zhou Liran has a good nature and is very hard-working. Although he doesn't like to talk, he is kind-hearted and is recognized as a good guy by the team. If his talent was just a little better, then even Warren would recommend Zhou Liran to Cech in the home team. As a substitute...huh?

Uh huh huh? ! ! !

Ben Warren's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the football in Zhou Liran's arms: What is going on? He had just been distracted for a few seconds, and the football was in Zhou Liran's arms? How did this football get into Zhou Liran's arms? !

The head coach was confused, and Zhou Liran was also very confused when he threw the football out to kick off: just now, his finger barely touched the football, and he thought the football would "pass by" directly from his fingertips. He flew into the net, but the next moment the football fell directly into his arms. Zhou Liran quickly reached out and hugged the football. He was confused: What happened just now?

[Host, even if our system is very powerful, an inanimate thing like a football cannot speak after being bound to a love relationship with the host. Although the SSR card is more powerful, it cannot allow this football to communicate with the host. Say to the host Sweet words can only perform the useless function of throwing yourself into someone's arms. ]

[Host, 33 still recommends that the host form a romantic relationship with a human being]

Zhou Liran pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, raised his chin slightly, and his eyes showed a particularly obvious smile because of this unexpected surprise, 'Ah, it is indeed very good. It's useless, you can only bind one love partner? '

[Of course not! 】

【Host! The goal of our love system is to give every love partner a home! After the host is bound to a love relationship with this football, he can also be bound to a love relationship with other people! ]

[Host, do you want to bind again now? 】

'Wait a few hours and be quiet in the meantime, okay? '

[Okay, host! 】

Zhou Liran felt that he could hardly hide his smile.

In the following time, Zhou Liran successfully hugged the football that was kicked towards the goal by the opposing player. As long as he reacted in time when the opposing player shot and let his hand touch the football, the football would be very smooth. rushed into his arms.

In ninety minutes, Zhou Liran kept a clean sheet for the first time in an intra-team match and held the ball ten times throughout the game.

Head coach Ben Wallen blew the whistle to end the game, and then rushed to the court very excitedly, hugged Zhou Li and patted his back hard, grinning almost to the back of his ears.

"Okay, okay! Endrit, you finally figured it out! Great! It's not too late at all!"

Zhou Liran pursed his lips and smiled very reservedly.

Ben Wallen was still excited and did not immediately announce the disbandment. Instead, he asked the forward of team A to continue shooting at the goal.

Zhou Liran played steadily and still held the football firmly.

"Okay, okay, Ritter," the coach called Zhou Liran very affectionately, "Now let's increase the difficulty and practice some follow-up shots."

It is difficult to directly simulate the follow-up shots in official games in training, but it cannot There is no practice, so their team usually uses two footballs, one in front and one behind, with a gap of tens of seconds, and the two players shoot towards the goal, one on the left and one on the right. If you can save both footballs, it means that the goalkeeper has an 80% chance of succeeding when facing a follow-up shot.

The new football was quickly brought up, and Zhou Liran's eyes fell on the football. '33, bound to a love relationship with this new football. '

[Host...]

'Sorry to trouble you, I'm sure. '

[Binding successful]

'Thank you. '

This thank you is very sincere, because Zhou Liran didn't expect that this love system could really make football throw his arms around him: Although it sounds strange to say it, but - let football throw his arms around him. Hugs and hugs, it’s really great!