The Midfield Master

"Uncle, it seems that everyone wants me to play a game, why don't you let me try it first?"

Huang Yifei said to the beard.

"No, we have our rules. You must pay money before you can try it." The uncle shook his head, his beard swaying in the air.

"Damn!" Huang Yifei cursed secretly in his heart. What is this breaking the rules. Then how will I show off next?

Isn't this embarrassing Huang Yifei deliberately?

"I'll pay for him first." At this moment, the man with his hat lowered came forward and took out a 50 euro sheet from his pocket.

"There is 50 euros here. I think it should be enough for him to play ten times."

Huang Yifei didn't know why the man suddenly helped himself.

"Thank you, I will pay you back the money."

"Haha, don't pay it back, I'm doing business, remember that you want to give me half of the money you win."

The man in the hat stretched out his fist, and Huang Yifei stretched out his fist and bumped him.

"Yes, yes, no problem." At this time, the beard smiled at Qian's eyes.

"As long as you have money, you can play as many times as you want," said the beard.

"Anyway, I won't let you kick in." Hehehe Bearded thought in his heart again.

No profit, no business, this bearded man has already made hands and feet on the ball and the ring. The ring is made of a positive magnet, and the ball is made of some special materials, and it plays with normal football. There is almost no difference when it rises up, but it repels each other with the positive magnet.

Even if you are Ronaldo, don't want to kick in this circle!

The beard put the football in place, watching Huang Yifei carefully examining the distance between the ball and the ring, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

"Just watch it, the longer you watch, the more embarrassing you will be"

"Shhh, hurry up, Chinaman." Someone in the crowd called out again.

Huang Yifei looked at it for a long time, and finally thought about his strength and the position of the ball in his mind. For professional players, as long as there is no interference with the ball, it is almost a hundred shots, not to mention Huang Yifei with such a high score.

"OK, this is the position." Huang Yifei exhaled. I have 99% confidence that I can kick the ball into the ring.

Huang Yifei didn't even step back, just swayed his legs on the spot. Although this didn't increase the strength, it could improve the accuracy. For a short distance of 30m, accuracy is obviously more important

"Okay, I'm in, 100 euros in my hand." Huang Yifei had this voice in his heart the moment he touched the ball.

The position where he touched the ball was exactly the same as he originally planned, and the ball was included.

"Good ball" Robben and the man with the hat yelled out such a sentence at the same time, but it attracted the attention of the people around. The two men shouted as soon as the ball flew out... Could it be that they were sick? ?

But only Robben knows in his mind that only players who have played for a long time can judge the trajectory of the ball from the initial trajectory of the ball.

This can only be done by players with sufficient knowledge of the ball. At this time, Robben and the man wearing the hat looked at each other.

There is an idea in my mind.

"Who is this person? Which team player?"

The man with the hat has another idea in his mind. It seems that Huang Yifei is also a professional player. He just wanted to play a game, but he did not expect to hit a professional player by mistake.

However, to the surprise of Huang Yifei's three people, the ball only touched the ring in the end, but did not get through the ring.

"It's impossible!" Huang Yifei didn't expect it, and Robben and the man with the hat were also very puzzled at this time.

"Hey, it's a pity." The beard wiped the sweat from his forehead at this moment. The ball really almost slipped through the ring just now. Fortunately, the magnet played a key role.

Otherwise, Huang Yifei can kick in this time, and he can definitely kick in next time.

"Cut, Chinaman, rubbish!" Although Huang Yifei almost passed the ball through the ring, he didn't pass it in the end. Someone in the crowd screamed again.

There must be a problem with the ball, or the ring...

At this time the man wearing a hat came up,

Said to the beard. Boss, if I pay the money, I can play this ball too.

"Yes, yes, no problem." The bearded face did not change. Anyway, another person can't be kicked in.

Ok, the man with the cap didn't hesitate, waiting for the bearded man to return the ball to the position, and then.

Pushing back and stepping back a few steps, I made a big foot directly, and the ball flew out in an instant. It had been flying for about 100 meters before it fell into the river.

"Hey, what are you doing!" The beard was furious at this time. He didn't expect this man to kick the ball into the river with a big foot. Although the weather was snowing, the river was not frozen. The ball fell in and wanted to fish. It must take a long time to come out.

But I can’t show it, it’s suffocating my beard.

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to play football. I didn't expect to play so far like this. I will buy you a football right away. Is anyone willing to buy a football for me? There is a tip of 10 euros!" The capped man faced the crowd Shouted in.

"I, I, and I!" A boy about 5.6 ran out immediately, took the money from the man with a cap, and ran to buy a football. The 10 euro tip is his snack money for a week. Can you not be positive?

"The ball is gone, don't kick it!" At this time, the bearded man immediately prepared to collect the ring, planning to leave. The man in the hat must see something, otherwise he won't kick the ball away.

Huang Yifei just watched the action of the hooded man behind the hooded man. The man with the cap is very consistent and smooth from the approach to the shot. It's not like he said he can't play football.

And the way he hits the ball to kick the ball high and far, this kind of ball that can fly so far requires some skill, and it cannot be done by brute force alone.

The ability of this man in a hat is not simple.

"Little Lan, can you check for me if this person is a professional player."

"Ding Dong, the scene is not a football stadium at the moment. At present, Xiaolan cannot inquire about his abilities in places other than the stadium."

"You don't use it at critical moments"

Huang Yifei spit out Xiao Lan.

"Huh!" Little Lan didn't expect Xiao Lan to act like a baby, but Huang Yifei was shocked.

At this time, on the court, the man with the cap stopped the beard who was going to clean up the ring.

"Don't go, the football will be bought back soon. If you leave in such a hurry, this football is not the only one in the world to play!"