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Chapter 13 99%
The goalkeeper was also a bit out of focus as the end drew to a close.Although Shi Hao's shot was from a tricky angle, it wasn't very fast. Logically, he should have had a chance to catch it, but he just watched the football roll into the dead corner in dumbfounded, and didn't make any response to save it.

After watching the football hit the net, Shi Hao was drained of all his energy and sat down on the grass again.The electronic voice sounded inappropriately: "The power of dreams is insufficient, please recharge as soon as possible. Currently 99%."

"You really don't give others a chance to show off!" Tan Wanjun walked over, although her tone was a bit reproachful, she had a smile on her face.

"No way, the opportunity is so good, I can't bear to let it go."

"I really got to know you today." Tan Wanjun grimaced with a smile, her appearance was quite cute.

"Didn't it mean that I look ordinary too?" Shi Hao laughed.

"He looks very ordinary, but he plays very handsomely."

"It's too unconscionable for you to say that," Shi Hao raised his arms and wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeves on his shoulders, "Of course I play the ball very well, but I'm even more handsome ,everybody knows."

"Go, shameless," after kicking for 15 minutes, although the two didn't say a few words, they felt very familiar with each other, and Tan Wanjun no longer had any taboos about speaking, and invited her openly, "Wait a minute Don't be in a hurry, let's have a drink together."

"Okay, if you're not afraid of my girlfriend being jealous and ruining your face."

"Be serious, no one knows you're single."

The two talked and laughed, and the referee, who was acting as a staff member, had already blown his whistle.

On the rostrum, Court leaned back in his chair and relaxed.With this kid's performance, entering the 44-man roster is no problem at all.A few days later, what kind of performance will he have at the Magic City Gymnasium?

The half-time offensive and defensive drill continued, and groups of children stepped onto the performance stage, giving full play to their youth and chasing their dreams.

Shi Hao was sitting casually on the lawn, rubbing his ankles, chatting with Tan Wanjun, when Tan Wanjun suddenly winked at him.

Shi Hao looked up and saw Mr. Court walking towards him accompanied by an interpreter.Shi Hao hurriedly stood up and said hello.

"Mr. Court said that you played a great game today and he is looking forward to your performance in the final."

"Thank you, I will try my best to do my best." Shi Hao bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

"Mr. Court said that he made an agreement with you. If you perform to the standard you deserve in the final, he will take you to Italy even if you don't make it to the 6-man list."

A burst of ecstasy passed by, making Shi Hao tremble uncontrollably. "Thanks! I'll let Mr. Court see my football!"

"Behave well!" After the interpreter relayed Shi Hao's words, he gave him an encouraging look.

After they walked away, Tan Wanjun's jealousy was written all over her face: "Why is this? You have taken up all the good things by yourself."

"There are always more opportunities for handsome people." Shi Hao shrugged, "Maybe next year you will see me wearing a blue and black jersey, competing in Serie A."

Tan Wanjun rolled her eyes: "You're thinking too much. Let's kick the final selection first."

Before the score came out, Shi Hao and Tan Wanjun ran away together.

Because even knowing the score is meaningless, there are several draft sub-venues where the selection is not over yet.

The final selection of the 44-man roster is based on the scores of all draft boys. Even if Shi Hao gets the No. 1 in the forward or winger group at the Hewu City branch venue, he may not necessarily be able to enter the 44-man roster.

So now he didn't worry about unnecessary things, but relaxed and found a milk tea place for a cold drink with Tan Wanjun.

The air conditioner was blowing wantonly, making Tan Wanjun's bangs flutter on her forehead, adding a bit of femininity to her.If it weren't for the jersey she was wearing, she would have looked like an ordinary pretty girl.

While admiring the beauty on the opposite side, Shi Hao chatted about... football.What else can we talk about besides football?
The two chatted about the World Cup that just passed, about the performance of the Champions League giants last season, and predicted the next transfer dynamics.

After chatting for a while, somehow the topic shifted to domestic football, and Tan Wanjun suddenly asked, "Do you know Wang Bowen?"

"BJ Guoan? The best rookie in the Chinese Super League two years ago."

"He is also a midfielder, but his position is a bit behind you, and he is more defensive." Qin Wanjun nodded, "He is from Hewu City, you know?"

"I've heard of it." Shi Hao naturally knew that the only player in the national football team who was originally from Hewu City.

"He came back the year before last, came to our school, and played a game with the kids of our school team."

"Professional players still do this?" Shi Hao was a little unconvinced.

Tan Wanjun smiled and said, "His football coach in elementary school is now coaching our school team, so he sold his face to play with our school team. To be honest, I don't think you are much worse than him."

"Although I am also a genius, I know there is still a distance between me and him," Shi Hao said modestly at the moment, "Playing tricks is not real skill, professional football is different."

Qin Wanjun nodded: "Actually, you can really try it. Your level, not to mention the Chinese Super League, I think you should barely be able to play in the rotation now playing in the Chinese Super League."

Shi Hao smiled: "It doesn't count if you say it, but the coach of the professional team has to say it."

"Anyway, you have to work hard, don't let me enter the women's national team, and you haven't even played professional football."

"Don't worry, a true genius will not die young."

After finishing the drink, the two chatted for a while before exchanging contact information and going home.

As soon as Shi Hao entered the house, he saw his mother's face full of anger.

"Are you going to play football again?" Chen Shuhua saw her son holding a football, all dirty, and immediately became angry.

"Kicking and playing, exercising." Shi Hao replied carefully.

"Do you want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair? Did you forget what the doctor said? If you get injured again, your foot will never be cured! We have worked so hard to raise you up, and this is how you repay us!" Chen Shuhua said The more angry he said, he grabbed the football from Shi Hao's hand and threw it out forcefully.

Shi Hao felt sorry for football, and he felt angry when he was slapped like this, "What's wrong with playing football, anyway, I'm going to go to college, so you'll just have to see it!"

"Still in college! If you dare to play football again, I will break your leg first, and I will let you go to college in a wheelchair!" Chen Shuhua was not very reasonable when she lost her temper, and she could say anything.

"Crazy." Shi Hao muttered in a low voice, rushed into his room, and locked the door behind him.Chen Shuhua chased after her and chattered outside the door for a long time before giving up.

Shi Hao lay on the bed, rolled over a few times, and snored softly.

(End of this chapter)