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"Defend me against this yellow-haired boy!".

"Close defense!".

"Don't let him touch the ball!".

"Don't let him get near the penalty area!".

......

The players who played the reserve ball lived up to their nickname as the old fritter of the pitch, and after conceding a goal because of the underdog, they quickly adjusted, and the two defenders were close to defend Aye, knowing that only this yellow-haired kid could pose a threat to their goal!

As they expected, the youth team players were unable to attack after restricting Aya, and a few minutes later, the old fritters of the reserve team scored another goal.

The score is 2:1!

Aya remained expressionless, and he lightly pursed his thin lips.

Whispered in his not-so-proficient Chinese.

"The warm-up is over..."

"Game on!".

Several of the reserve players who defended him looked disdainful.

"It's really pretending!".

"Lao Tzu is so defensive, Messi can't score a goal!".

Liszt looked at the green field with a relaxed face.

The constant provocation of the veteran players of the reserve team on the field made the youth team players also annoyed in their hearts, and the young people themselves were angry, and after another stirring, they immediately broke out.

"the old thing, think you'll be so great if you play football for a few more years!, no, he's still playing in the reserves, and he's capable of playing in the first team in the morning!".

"That's it, crazy and crazy! Relying on his old age and seniority, he bullies our young players, and he has the ability to pretend to be like this in front of the big brother of the first team!"

"Grass, brothers, let's go out today! Even if we lose, we will lose vigorously!"

"Well said, fight with them!".

"Let's try to pass the ball to the new foreigner as much as possible, help him intercept the defenders, give him enough space..."

"Hmmm! I see..."

......

Liszt smiled and turned his head sideways, and Coach Cui Xi was watching the game with a focused face.

"Coach Choi Hee, which side do you think will win?".

Liszt's faint voice came, and Coach Cui Xi did not respond.

After a while, he looked at Liszt with a smile.

"Youth Team! Big Victory!".

......

Aya looked relaxed.

The teammates seem to be playing chicken blood, not like at the beginning, taking a leisurely walk on the field, and defending the opponent with their eyes.

They ran like crazy, and although their skills were still clumsy, they showed 12 points of fighting spirit...

This also indirectly helped Aya spread a lot of pressure.

It seems to see Aye's strong individual ability, as long as his own team has the ball, his teammates will quickly pass the ball to Aye.

Aye received a pass from a teammate and stopped perfectly at his feet.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, there was no superfluous fancy movement under his feet, his toes were forced, and the black and white ball shadow perfectly crossed an arc in the air...

Inside the enemy penalty area.

The youth striker looked at the ball that swept over his head in a daze, as if it was loaded with GPS navigation, and slowly fell above his head, and he gently pushed it over...

"Wow..."

The ball fell gently into the net, the goalkeeper of the reserve team looked confused, and the small forward of the youth team was also shocked...

I scored, how did I score, I didn't do anything...

Just head on the top and score?

Who passed the ball?

The small forward saw his teammates all surrounded in front of the blonde boy, holding him to celebrate wildly, he knew who passed the ball, and he also ran over excitedly to join the celebrants...

Sometimes it's harder to pass the ball than to score a goal, and Aye is the perfect striker who can pass and shoot!

Aye escaped from the encirclement of his teammates, although he still had a cold expression, but Liszt in the distance still saw a smile on the corner of his mouth...

Sure enough, the football stadium is where he really should be!

Only here can he realize his true self-worth!

He was able to smile with joy from the bottom of his heart...

"Ayah, come on!".

Liszt gave him a thumbs up from a distance.

Aya seems to see.

He also gave Liszt a thumbs up shyly.

The game continues.

The old fritters of the reserve team are even more aimed at Aye, and they must defend him with all their might!

But who is Aye?

He is a talented teenager chased by European giants, and he is the brightest rising star in world football!

Can they defend themselves?

The answer is obvious....

Aya swam the course with ease, like an elf in the forest, and no one could touch his body.

The reserve players were like monkeys, being teased by him over and over again.

They were angry and wanted to foul, but they couldn't even touch his body...

Ayer enjoyed the feeling of playing on the pitch and seemed to have had enough.

His eyes grew sharper.

Let's end it....

Goal!

Score again!!

Fancy goals !!

Aye scored three goals in 5 minutes!

The score is 5:2!

The next 20 minutes became a lifelong nightmare for the reserve players!

Aya is like a god of death, wandering the world!

Wherever he goes, there will be goals!

In 20 minutes, he scored 5 goals in a row by himself!

The score was pulled to 10:2!

Looking at the reserve players who had lost their fighting spirit, Coach Choi Hee stopped the game, and there was no need to continue.

"Congratulations, Aye Sotzwaite!

Coach Choi Hee stretched out his right hand to Aye.

Aye shook it, and he said lightly, "I'm sorry, my name is not Aye Sotswit..."

Cui Xi looked surprised.

I won't recognize the wrong person, and this skill doesn't look like a fake...

"My name is Lee Ayer!".

"Xia Guo's Demon Capital!".

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