champion godfather

Chapter 742 Volume [-] The Death of an Idealist in Crimson

When July was coming to an end, after a month of training and warm-up matches, Twain had basically confirmed the first-team roster for the new season.
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Adriano Mock has been having a hard time lately.When he got the call from the first team, he was very excited.He believes that after nearly ten years of hard work, it is finally time to realize his ideal.
But the cruel reality knocked him down.
The head of the first team, who always wears sunglasses and rarely smiles on his face, hardly gave him any approving glances.He could feel that he was treated differently from the others who were also drawn from the youth team.
Of course, his own performance may not be very good...
He found that the boss prefers players who are not afraid of physical confrontation in the game, and even actively seek physical confrontation.And people like him who rely on technology to avoid physical confrontation are not very popular.
Since he was promoted to the U16 team, he has suffered a total of three major injuries, among which the injury he suffered after being loaned to Sunderland last season was the most serious.He admits that he is afraid of direct physical contact with strong opponents, but he also believes that if these physical confrontations can be avoided reasonably with skill, then he cannot say that he is doing something wrong—why must there be physical contact?If I can improve my technique to the point where the opponent's defender can't catch me at all, isn't it necessary to collide head-on with the opponent?
From the beginning of his first injury, he put this idea into practice.Therefore, his technique is the most improved and the best in the whole team.In the confrontation with his peers, he is always good at using subtle fake moves to deceive opponents, or using excellent speed to bypass those defenders in advance.This approach has allowed him to thrive in the youth teams and is a crowd pleaser.Therefore, he is also considered by Greenwood to be the most promising young man in this youth team.
But all his advantages are not working in South Wilford.
When he represented Forest's first team in the warm-up match for the first time, he faced the fierce defenders of the League One team and tried his best to break through with his own advantages, but the result only made him look like on the run.
He still remembers it well.When he was too sticky to the ball and was pinched by two defenders and lost the ball, he caught a glimpse of the boss shaking his head on the sidelines.
He was replaced in the middle of that game, and sat on the bench panting heavily without saying a word.He knew he screwed up.But this is only the first game, everyone has one time, right?He comforted himself like this in his heart.
So in the next game... he was replaced halfway, or was replaced near the end of the game.
On the other hand, the 22-year-old Chris Cohen, who is still playing around in the reserve team, was always used by him as an object of ridicule. He joked with others that his life would be over if he mixed up. , In the first team, he suddenly showed a side that surprised Mo Ke.
He is brave and obedient.He performed with ease on the court, as if he had played for the first team for several seasons.
Cohen on the left not only attacked, but also actively participated in defense.Every time he saw him chasing back from the front field to force the opponent to the corner flag, Mork, who was sitting on the bench, would sneak a glance at the boss, and then he would be jealous to see the boss smiling and nodding!
why!
He still doesn't think he is inferior to that guy Cohen. In terms of talent and technology, he is not ahead of him by 01:30 points.Cohen's guy's skill is probably limited to stopping the ball and passing it... Will he heel the ball past people?Will he pedal the bike non-stop without tripping over the ball?Will he use consecutive smashes to change directions and accelerate past people?Will he pick up the football to avoid the opponent's flying tackle at high speed?Will he step on the ball and turn around?
Watching him play football can only make me frown, it is simply a miner playing football, there is no beauty!
But looking at him like that, he has more hope of staying in the first team than himself...
Mork felt unfair.
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"There are still fifteen days until the new season begins. The roster can also be finalized." Tang En said to Tang and Chris Lark in the office, "You guys are the ones to do this kind of offending people." He said Hehe smiled.
"Let me do it." Chris Lak took the initiative to take over the task.
In fact, it is mainly to inform those players who have been transferred from the youth team and the second-tier team, as well as those young people who have only joined the team this summer.Just like they were transferred to the first team, Chris Lack called one by one to inform them whether they would continue to stay in the first team training, or temporarily return to the youth team and second team training.This job really offends people...Of course, if the other party is smart enough, they can understand that it is Tony Twain, the boss, who actually made such a decision.
"In addition, there are three English Championship teams and one League One team that are interested in Chris Commons. If the price is right, let's sell it..." Tang En waved his hand.
Commons' level has been unable to keep up with the team's requirements for a long time.It wasn't until now that Tang En decided to sell.On the one hand, out of the consideration of increasing income and reducing expenditure, we sold those players who could not bring much contribution to the team, and at the same time the club had to pay him a salary; on the other hand, we naturally did not want Commons to be a lifetime bench in the Forest team. , Even if you can't play in the Premier League, it's better to play the main force of the Championship team than to waste your time here.
Although Commons is very loyal, he didn't complain about playing as a substitute here.Tang En still had the heart to sell him.
The third reason is that he found someone who can replace Commons-Chris Cohen.
Twain has seen every bit of Cohen's performance this month and kept it in his heart.He believes that the ability that Cohen has shown is completely superior to Commons, and he has played in the reserve team for several years without any complaints, which shows that he is the kind of player who can accept the fate of being a substitute.Twain likes this kind of player the most - he is capable but has no ideas.Will not become an unstable factor in the locker room.
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After a day of training, Chris Lacke announced to the players that several youngsters would be receiving calls from him this evening to inform them whether they would be registered to play in the Premier League next season.
For those young people, the most critical moment has come.
Mork returned home anxiously, and continued to wait anxiously for a call from the assistant coach.
He was full of fluke fantasies, thinking that he still had hope of entering the first team.The basis for his thinking this way comes from the two previous warm-up matches, where he played more time than before.He believes that his excellent technique and quick breakthrough on the right wing impressed the boss.

After a month, his goal has been set aside - no longer expecting to become famous in one battle and become the team's most promising young star, but to be able to play in the first team, even as a rotation player.
The young man who was full of dreams at the beginning has to put his unrealistic dreams aside.
At 09:30 in the evening, he waited for the call that would determine his fate.
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David Chris Lack took the players' address book and found the name "Adriano Mok" on it.
This is his last call today.
Also the only phone that is different.
Before making calls, he would tell the other party the result with a smile on his face, but now he needs to put on a straight face before making a call - this is not something that can make others laugh.
Chris Rack has done a lot to offend people.He and Tang are Tang En's right and left hands. Most of the time, Tang En appears in front of the players as a pleasing image. He mingles with those lads and seems to be having a good time.And those trivial matters that need to offend some people are handed over to Chris Lak and Don.Of course, it was Tang En who did the work of offending people in the general direction of major events.Such as cursing in the locker room.
"Hi, Adriano Mork?" The call went through.
"It's me, sir!" The voice over there didn't know whether it was excited or nervous, and it sounded different from usual.It almost made Chris Lark think he had made the wrong call.
"Hmm..." Chris Rack paused for a moment. "You train very hard in the team. To be honest, I am amazed by your skills, and your breakthrough on the right is also very sharp." What he said was not a compliment or comfort, but it was true That's the advantage of Mok.Good is good and bad is bad. "You have some extraordinary moves that I can't even think of. I can't do anything except applaud and exclaim."
After boasting...
"But." Chris Lark took the phone away and coughed lightly. "I'm sorry to inform you that you are not in the plan for the first team this season. Of course, I am talking about the plan for this season. You still have many shortcomings. We hope that you can continue to accumulate experience in the reserve team and overcome those problems. Disadvantages. At the same time, you can also choose to rent out to exercise..."
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What the assistant coach said next, Mork didn't listen at all.When he heard "I'm sorry to inform you that you are not in the first team plan for this season", there was already a murmur in his ears.
Ruined?
There was only one thought in his mind.
As for when he thanked the assistant coach and hung up the phone, he didn't even know.
He felt reconciled.
In the youth team, I was the best one.When he was less than 17 years old, he had already received invitations from many other teams. Those scouts lobbied for him to change to their teams, but Mork refused.He is from Nottingham, his family has been Nottingham Forest fans since his great-grandfather, and he only wants to play for Nottingham Forest.
Whether it's David Chris Lack, Tang, or Greenwood, all the directors of youth training were very optimistic about him when they were in office.They assured him that he had a bright future at Nottingham Forest.
He will become an excellent Forest player like George Wood, wearing the Nottingham Forest jersey every week to dedicate beautiful passes and breakthroughs, as well as one goal after another to the fans who support him...
His room is covered with posters of the greatest players in the history of the forest team. When he first entered the forest youth team, he began to have the same dream-one day when he retired from the forest team, the city All the fans in the stadium stood up and chanted his name.
Now that's all gone, he can't even get into the first team!
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When the second day's training started, Dunn and his coaches looked at Adriano Mok, who was warming up in the team, in surprise.
Dunn glanced at Chris Lark.
The other party quickly explained: "I called him and clearly rejected him."
"Maybe it's not reconciled." Tang said beside him.
"I..." Just as Tang En was about to open his mouth, Chris Rack ran out: "I'll tell him again."
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"Mock!" Chris Lak strode up to Adriano Mork with a straight face, and grabbed his arm with his hand. "what are you doing here?"
"Participate in training, sir." Mok's hand was pulled, so he moved his legs.
"Didn't I make it clear to you? Yesterday on the phone, I told you that you should go to the reserve team for training and competition."
"You've made it very clear, sir. But I don't think the reserves are going to make me any better." Mork paused, looking directly at the first-team assistant coach.
The dispute between the two of them caught the attention of everyone else in the training ground.The players who were warming up also stopped their work one after another and turned their heads to look at Coach Chris Lack and Mok who were pulling together.
"Then you can choose to go out on loan and accumulate game experience. Just like the previous two seasons!"
"Is it the Premier League team?" Mork asked back.
"That depends on whether any Premier League teams are interested in you." Tony Twain's voice sounded beside the two of them.He glanced at Mok, then turned to Chris Lak and said, "It seems you're in some trouble, David?"
"I'm sorry, Tony. But I..."
Tang En interrupted him and asked Mo Ke directly: "Didn't Coach Chris Lack explain it clearly to you on the phone yesterday? Your current level is not up to the requirements of the first team. But you can participate in the reserve team game." Or be loaned out to gain experience and correct your own shortcomings."
"But I don't think my level is that bad. I don't think the reserve team or the British Championship will help my level up, boss." Even facing Twain, Mo Ke looked at him without hesitation. "My skills are the best in the same youth team, and my speed is also very fast. You have seen me play, and my breakthrough on the wing did not impress you?"
Tang En stared at this kid for a while, wondering where he got such courage.
Then he turned to look at Chris Lark.
"He was really outstanding when he was in the youth team..." Chris Lack shrugged awkwardly. "One-on-one, almost no one can guard him without fouling."
"I won't let my players not foul in official games." Tang En said.
"Do you know what your problem is, Mork." He asked again, turning away.
"Physical confrontation. But I have a way to avoid these confrontations. My technique is outstanding and my speed is very fast. Even if three people surround me, I can get rid of it in time. I am very smart and I know how to play my best. Have advantages, avoid disadvantages..." Like a salesman, Mo Ke desperately told the various advantages of the product in his hand.He wants to stay in the Nottingham Forest first team, no matter what.
Tang En stared at him again, as if he wanted to see through him.
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When Twain also intervened in the dispute between Chris Lack and Mork, the players present no longer ignored the coach's order, and gathered together to see what happened.
Now they all figured it out. It turned out that Mork was listed out of the new season plan by the boss. He was unwilling and wanted to ask for an explanation...
This kid is so bold!You must know that no one in the forest team coached by Tang En has ever done this before.
"Want to make a bet?" Eastwood ran around in the crowd, "Betting on whether that kid can stay as he wishes? I'm the banker, and the odds of staying are [-] to [-], and the odds of leaving are [-] to [-]." One!"
"Two hundred pounds, I bet he won't stay. I don't like that kid." Pepe also got involved.He does have reasons not to like it. Every time in team practice, Mok always picks Pepe, a defensive player who has proven himself in the Premier League and European football. excited.This really made Pepe feel insulted.If it wasn't for the boss not allowing internal fights, Pepe couldn't guarantee whether she would punch Mork on the nose.
Pepe took the lead, and more and more players got involved.Add one hundred and fifty.But everyone is not optimistic that Mork can stay.
"Hey! Hey!" screamed the gypsy. "At a time like this, you should bet on the upset." If everyone bet on Moke to leave, then he won't earn anything after a bet... According to his odds, if he bets on Moke to stay, once Moke If Ke really stays, then you can get [-] pounds by investing [-] pounds.If the bet is not successful, the bets will naturally belong to Eastwood alone.And Mork left, and Mork really left. In addition to returning the principal of one hundred pounds, Eastwood had to pay another fourteen pounds.Unless everyone bet on Mo Ke to leave and Mo Ke stays instead, he will just wait to lose money...
"Betting on the underdog. We're not stupid, Freddie. Look at your own odds. Who else do you think would bet on him?" Everyone laughed.It's not that everyone doesn't like this lively boy like Pepe, but everyone knows what it means to fight against the boss.
"One thousand pounds, I bet he can stay." George Wood said outside the circle.Everyone froze and turned to look at him together.
"Why?" Pepe asked.
"Someone has to make him some money," he said, pointing to Eastwood.
"Tch!" Eastwood frowned, not appreciative.Although it has been many years since George Wood broke his leg, his opinion of Wood has not changed much. "Don't worry, if you accidentally win, I won't renege on it."
If Wood did win, Eastwood would pay twenty times the thousand pounds—twenty thousand pounds.
Even if it is a professional player, this is not a number that is not taken care of casually.
Although Wood joined, it finally made the unpopular one bet.But others still bet on "Moke will definitely go".
Those young people who just joined the team this season hesitated outside the circle for a while, and then squeezed in.
"Aren't you going to play, Cohen?" Bostock squeezed out after placing a bet, and found that Chris Cohen was still sitting there. "Anyway, the coaches don't care, it's okay to take a small gamble."
Cohen shook his head: "I don't gamble." He looked at Mo Ke who was still confronting the two coaches.
"That boy Mok... will definitely be unlucky this time." Bostock sat down beside him.In fact, everyone knew that Mork looked down on Cohn.Perhaps it is the positional relationship, one left and one right, will always be used for comparison.Moreover, Cohen was obviously more popular with the boss, which made Mo Ke, a person with high self-esteem, somewhat unacceptable.
"He's a stupid wretch."
Bostock looked at Cohen in surprise.This is the first time Cohen has spoken negatively about Mork.In the past, when Mork targeted Cohen intentionally or unintentionally in training, he was always silent.
"I thought I was the best among my peers, and I felt that I should have a smooth journey after coming out of the youth team. I imagined that I was ordered to be the savior in a certain key game, and became famous in the end. I used gorgeous skills to please the audience and The commentator thinks that five people in a row can become a world-class star and represent the England team to win the European Cup and the World Cup. The mediocre teammates just need to try their best not to drag him back, and try to create space for him to perform. I should be The symbol of this team, the number one star, the media circles around like flies all day long, the beauties change every night, and is touted by the fans as the most outstanding talent in the team's history. The big clubs are waving checks Blocked his door and begged him to join, the head coach threatened the club president to hang himself if he sold himself. When he retired, the crowds saw him off, and a bronze statue of him was erected outside the stadium when he was still alive The stand for the most die-hard fans is named after him, the award for England's best player of the year bears his name..."
After Cohen said so much in one breath, he turned his face to look at the surprised Bostock, and smiled: "I've had this kind of daydream before."
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Tang En withdrew his gaze: "Very good, kid. I will give you one last chance now, to prove your ability to me, and tell me with your actual actions that my previous judgments were all wrong. If you can do it, I'll let you stay. If you can't do it, go where you should."
"I accept!" Mork nodded vigorously.
Tang En turned and walked away, directing the staff to move a small goal into the penalty area on the side of the field.
"Put it here." He pointed to the restricted area line on the right.
After doing this, he stepped on the football and called Mok with the hook.
"The space in the penalty area, two-on-two. I don't care how you get rid of the defender, and then whether it's a shot or a pass to your partner... If it's a shot, you have to shoot to win. If it's a pass, you have to Make sure your partner catches your ball and shoots it in to win. Do you have a problem?"
"Is there a goalkeeper?"
"What do goalkeepers do with such a small goal?"
"Can I choose my partner?"
"Of course, you can pick the players in the first team who you think have the best finishing."
Mok looked at the small goal, and then pointed to Eastwood who was busy calculating the bet in the distance: "Freddie Eastwood, I want Freddy to be my partner."
Tang En nodded in agreement: "Very good." Chris Lark next to him turned around and shouted: "Freddy—! Come here!!"
Eastwood ran over with a puzzled look on his face: "What's the matter, boss?"
"Two against two, you partner with him." Tang En pointed at Mo Ke. "You two from over there..." He pointed to the sideline of the penalty area opposite the goal. "Start to attack and attack until here. Let him lead the attack. You have to cooperate with him and open up space for him. He may not necessarily pass the ball to you, but he may also shoot. Just like a formal game."
Eastwood froze for a moment, then smiled: "No problem, boss."
"Okay, your team formation is complete. It's time for me to find an opponent for you." Tang En turned around and glanced at the players who gathered together to watch the excitement.Then say to Chris Lark, "Go get George and Pepe over here."
Chris Rack was stunned and didn't leave: "Are you kidding, Tony?"
"Of course I'm not joking."
"But the two of them..."
Tang En looked at the confident Moke standing in front of him and said: "Since we want to gain a foothold in the first team of Nottingham Forest, we naturally have to challenge the strongest opponent. We are not a team fighting for relegation. If we can't beat George and Pei Pee, let alone try to win against the world's mightiest enemies. Don't you think so, Mork?"
Mork nodded: "Yes, boss. To play against a weaker opponent, I might as well go to the reserve team and choose to be loaned to the British Championship."
Tang En snapped his fingers: "I like this character. Call them over."
When Eastwood heard their conversation, his face was a little ugly.
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Chris Rucker strode up to the players and waved: "George, Pepe. Come out!"
Now everyone knows what the boss is going to do.There was an uproar in the crowd.
"Hey, George! You're not going to throw water just to win money, are you?"
"Pepe! Teach that kid a lesson! Stick to Freddie, don't let him have a chance to shoot!"
Chris Rack looked at this group of people dumbfounded.Were they sneaking up on the matter?
Pepe and Wood stood up, and he glanced at the captain beside him: "I will do my best, captain."
"Do you think I'm someone who can release water?" Wood asked back.
The two followed Chris Lark to a few people waiting there.
Tang En told Pepe and Wood again the rules he just said.Finally, he emphasized: "This is not about training or acting. This is an official game, and it is a key battle that affects whether we can enter the Champions League next season! I hope you will show all your strength and attitude. If I see someone No effort, you know what the consequences will be."
He then backed out of the box, leaving Chris Lack to referee.
"Come on, guys. Five innings, three wins and two losses!"
A group of people gathered around to watch this special game.
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As in the official game, Eastwood kicked off the "middle circle" and passed the football to Mork.Running forward himself, he helps Mork get Pepe's attention.
And Mork took the ball to meet George Wood.
When the two were still three meters away, Mo Ke's upper body suddenly shook.The football came out from the back of his head and flew behind George Wood's uh.

Flip the ball with your heel!
"WOOOOOW——" Someone blew a whistle off the court, which was really gorgeous.But the actual effect...
Wood turned around on the spot, opened his arms, and blocked Mo Ke who was trying to go around, and then he calmly kicked the football to Pepe who was responding behind.
Chris Lark's whistle sounded: "The first game is over, George and the others have won!"
There was a burst of cheers from the sidelines.Of course they were not cheering because Mork lost, they were happy because they hoped to win a small amount of money.
Mork gritted his teeth and stared at the calm captain.
Eastwood shrugged and spread his hands beside him.
In the second game, it was still Eastwood who passed the football to Mork, and then Mork went it alone.
This time, he planned to use his sudden start to accelerate away from George Wood who was standing in his position.He is very confident in his speed, even the captain's speed is as fast.But turning around is always slower than breaking straight, isn't it?
After he feinted a shot, he successfully broke through Wood, and the defensive side who needed to turn around did suffer a bit.But just as he was excited to continue to break through Pepe in front, he was bumped from behind obliquely and staggered.
He's desperately trying to keep his balance and keep the ball.But everything was futile under such a fierce body collision.
He staggered the football out of bounds.Pepe didn't even move.
"Foul!" he yelled unwillingly.
"Reasonable collision," Chris Lark told him. "The end of the second game, George and Pepe won."
"You are too weak, boy!" Pepe laughed at him from the front.
Eastwood shook his head slightly.
In the third inning, Gypsy still kicks the football to Mok and runs forward.But he doesn't expect the man to pass the ball to him.Apparently Pepe thought so too, and he left Eastwood alone, just behind Wood, waiting to flank back and forth with Wood.
This time, Mork's eyes seemed to be able to spew fire, and he stared at Wood.The speed of dribbling the ball under his feet has not changed at all.
Step left, around the football.
Wood was unimpressed.
Step right, around the football.
Wood was unimpressed.
False buckle on the right foot.

Wood was unimpressed.
Right foot back again.
Wood remained unmoved.Just retreat at his pace.
Lift your right foot up and continue to do the smashing action.The moment his foot fell, Mork's toe touched the football.The football didn't roll to the left, but passed between Wood's legs in a straight line!
A group of people screamed: This kid is wearing Wood's crotch! !
Wood was stunned for a moment - he didn't expect that he would be passed by the other party through the crotch - and saw the other party speed up and go around him.
Pepe was shocked and was about to step forward to defend.But saw Wood turn around abruptly, and took a big step to chase after him. When he was able to touch Mok, he stretched out a hand to grab the kid's shoulder, then sank down, pulled his hands back, and split his legs. Shovel at the football at Mork's feet.
Back tackle!
Mo Ke didn't even have time to be happy, so he fell headlong, and even rolled around with the ball for several times before stopping.
There was a sudden silence outside the court.Everyone was thinking in their hearts: The captain is really good at it...
Mork lay on the ground, looking back in surprise at George Wood, who was still in the tackling posture.He couldn't believe what just happened.
Chris Lack's whistle blew, and he ran to the two and showed Wood a yellow card: "Foul! The end of the third game, George and Pepe win!"
Mork reacted suddenly, he jumped up from the ground, pointed at Wood and shouted: "Why! He fouled! He fouled! Why did he still win?!"
"Because your offense is over," Chris Lark explained.
"But he stopped me with a foul! Isn't a foul an action that is not allowed by the rules?" Mo Ke refused to let go.Because he knows that five games will win three games, and if he loses this game, he will be eliminated.
Looking at Mork's angry face, Chris Rack really couldn't connect him with the always smug person before.
"Have you ever seen a football game without a single foul in 10 minutes?" asked the coach who once coached Mok in the youth team with a cold face.

"It's not fair!" Mok was stunned for a moment and continued to roar, "It's not fair to stop the offense with a foul! If he doesn't foul, I must have made a breakthrough!"
"Nonsense!" Chris Rack also yelled. "You passed Wood, and there was Pepe in front of you. When you used Wood's time to pass Pepe, Wood also rushed back! You continue to pass! Can you pass the eleven people on the field!"
"As long as you enter the restricted area..."
"Don't worry, they will bring you down before you enter the penalty area, just like what Wood did to you just now!"
"That's a foul!"
"Have you ever seen a football game without fouls! What did Tony just say? Treat it as an official game! In an official game, your opponent is not an immovable pole that lets you pass casually! It's not a robot without self-thinking consciousness! "
Mork was completely dumbfounded.
"Best of five, you lost, Mork. Now, go back to the reserve team!" Chris Lack said coldly, pointing to the field to the west.
The players watching from the sidelines suddenly couldn't bear it when they saw the scene in front of them.Anyway, the way he did it over George just now was really beautiful, and it was amazing.
"David." Dunn walked in and stopped his assistant with his hand. "Let him finish the remaining two rounds." Then he turned to Mo Ke and said, "For the sake of you almost successfully breaking through George. I can give you another chance-even if you win these five rounds You can stay after one round. Now you have two rounds left." He raised two fingers.
Chris Rack looked back at Tang En. He didn't think it was an extra gift from Tang En at all. On the contrary, he felt that Tang En wanted to completely destroy Mo Ke's belief.Because with Mo Ke's current performance, it is impossible to successfully win the next game.
Mork silently picked up the football and walked back to the starting point.
Eastwood, who was completely a foil, sighed, shook his head and followed.
On the fourth attempt, Mok again tried to charge directly when facing Wood.This time, Wood didn't even need to turn his body. He judged in advance and got stuck in the position. Mork hit him head-on, and the ball was broken.
There were no more discussions and boos on the sidelines, and all the players were shocked by what they saw—in fact, everyone knew how good Mok was, and there was no chance of winning against Wood one-on-one.What shocked them was that Mo Ke was still charging, and Wood's style of meticulously executing orders even in the face of weak opponents.Many people switched positions between themselves and Mork in their hearts, and then felt that if he faced Wood like this, he could only feel despair...
Pepe watched Wood compete with Mork in the front, shrugged himself in the back, and turned his head to make a face to his teammates watching the match outside. What kind of two-on-two match was said in this match was George Wood singled out Adriano . Mork.The unlucky pair of myself and Eastwood are passers-by, A, B, C, D...
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Fifth game.
Mork continued to single out Wood.Pepe leaned over, ready to rush up if Wood got his back.Although he knew that this chance was very small, he couldn't always let Wood be the protagonist.As for Eastwood?Let him go for a walk in front of the door.
This time, Mork no longer charged head-on, but slashed to the sidewalk, stuck Wood on the inside, and the football was on the outside, using his body as a wall to block Wood's collision and possible tackles.In this way, even if Wood wants to tackle the ball, he can judge in advance and move the football away.
After running for a few steps, he made a fake move to make an emergency stop and cut in. Wood's center of gravity swayed, and he continued to knock the football forward!
But can Wood be thrown away so easily?Mo Ke wouldn't be so naive anymore. After a little distance, he adjusted again, and kicked... to pass the ball!
Seeing that football is about to pass through.But a leg stretched out from behind, and the toe touched the football, and the ball flew straight out of the "bottom line".
It was only then that the breath mentioned by a group of onlookers was exhaled.
George Wood caught up at the most critical time.In the five contests, none of the opponents escaped from his defense zone. No matter what method he used, he won.
When Mo Ke saw the football suddenly change its direction and fly straight out, his knees gave way and he fell to his knees.
His partner Eastwood came up to him at this time and said, "Want to hear my thoughts, boy? That last ball, what a pity." He shrugged and walked away.
Wood stood up and patted the grass clippings on his butt and walked away without saying a word to Mork.
Two black shadows appeared in front of him, and Mork raised his head.It was Chris Rack and Dunn.
"You lost, Mork." Chris Lak said expressionlessly.
"I know, coach..." Mork lowered his head and said softly.
"Do you know that you lost, or do you know why you lost?" Tang En asked.
"I shouldn't be alone..."
"What kind of reason is that?" Tang En snorted.
"Sorry, boss. I don't know..."
Tang En raised his feet to step on the solid ground: "Keep your feet on the ground, your feet on the ground, kid. That way you can go further." Then he reached out and patted Mo Ke, "Good skills, keep it up. Now go to the reserve team to report .If you want to be loaned out to play games, apply."

After speaking, he also turned and left.
"Go back and think about it, Mok. I hope the five rounds of today's game will help you in your future." Chris Lak finally smiled. "You have talent, but football is not played by talent."
Mo Ke opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Tang En's voice.The two were attracted by what happened there.
"Why are you in a daze? Why are you in a daze? Training hasn't started yet! The show is over, let me go back! We've already wasted too much time...Freddy! What are you doing?!"
"Wow—boss!"
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When Mork looked away, Chris Lak also left.He stood alone at one end of the field, watching the group of first-team players who started training.
Chris Cohen, whom he had always looked down upon, was jogging in the team.Before this summer, he was just a nobody who seemed to have no future in the reserve team.

Starting today, he is a member of the first team, and I have to replace him to play in the reserve team...
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(End of this chapter)