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Chapter 3 The Nerazzurri's Draft
Taking advantage of his parents' absence, Shi Hao dialed Liu Xiyu's number, and after a while a soft female voice came: "Shitou, have you finished the inspection? Are you sure there is nothing wrong?"

"The doctor said it should be fine."

"That's good. The doctor didn't say no to strenuous exercise, did he?"

Shi Hao's heart beat several times at a speed exceeding the limit.Strenuous exercise?Does she want to say that her parents are not at home?Invite me to do some vigorous exercise with her?He hurriedly said, "No, I'm alive and well, and I can do whatever I want."

"That's good. I've registered for you. There are still a few days left for Inter Milan's draft in China."

What is this with?Draft?Shi Hao was deeply disappointed on the one hand, and slightly interested on the other.

Not for anything else, because he always thought he had a blue-black heart.Although it is almost impossible to be selected, this kind of activity is usually a bit of a secret operation; and even if you are selected, you may not be able to perform well in the trial training and be signed, even if you are signed, you may not have a chance to play ;Even if you get the chance to play, you may not be favored by the head coach of the first team, maybe you won't get the chance to make consecutive appointments...

But, after all, it's the draft meeting of the Nerazzurri.

Shi Hao has been a fan of the Nerazzurri since childhood.Moreover, in the past season, the Nerazzurri won the triple crown and became famous, which is at its peak.

It's just... He looked down at his left ankle, lost for a while.If there is no such injury, I must do my best to seize this opportunity to realize my dream.

But now, so what if he worked hard, Shi Hao shook his head with a wry smile, even if he really stood out from all the youngsters participating in the draft, he still couldn't pass the physical examination.

At this time, the red battery symbol suddenly flashed in front of Shi Hao's eyes, and at the same time the electronic baritone sounded: "Dream power is insufficient, please charge it as soon as possible. Currently 85%."

Shi Hao was startled, and when he was about to look carefully, the battery symbol disappeared without a trace.

what happened?Is it hallucination?

Just when Shi Hao was in doubt, his cell phone rang again.He looked down and thought "It's broken". Just now, he was distracted and hung up the phone without saying anything.

Shi Hao hurriedly pressed the connection button, but before he had time to apologize, the other side had already hung up.He stared at his phone blankly, not understanding what was going on.After a while, the phone rang again, it was Liu Xiyu calling.As soon as she answered, Liu Xiyu hung up again.

... This girl's revenge is really strong.

After ten times, Liu Xiyu's voice finally came: "Do you still dare to hang up on me in the future?"

"Don't dare..."

"Are you going to participate in the draft?"

"sure……"

"Okay, you can check on the Internet what projects are available, and prepare yourself first. Let's talk later."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Hao couldn't help but think of the name Liu Xiyu. Xiyu, that is the light rain at dusk, giving people a faint feeling of sadness, which is very suitable for female Wenqing.

But where is this girl so young?After transferring to this high school, Shi Hao has been at the same table with her all the time. For a year, Shi Hao only thinks that she is sunny, cheerful and enthusiastic, and has nothing to do with sadness.Moreover, in the darkest place in her heart, there is still an unknown female hooligan... just like that.

Although she is always soft-spoken, well-behaved and cute, with good grades, she is a model of a lady in everyone's mind-except for the fact that she likes to run around in a jersey, she is indeed a lady.If he hadn't been at the same table for so long, Shi Hao would have been blinded by her angelic beauty and ignored the female hooligan in her heart.

Shi Hao shook his head, he no longer thought about Liu Xiyu.

Go back and practice hard. Since you have agreed to others, you must try your best to do your best.Shi Hao looked at his parents who were still far away discussing whether to continue the examination, touched the pocket money in his trouser pocket, and decided to sneak home.

……

Shi Hao ate a boxed lunch outside, then hurried home, rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time, and finally found the dusty football from under the bed. Days of sweat.

The hard work and tempering at that time, the hellish training, all seem to bring joy when I recall it.

At that time, the pain in the fierce fighting, the exhaustion after exhaustion, the loss after losing...all gradually became symbols, and there was no feeling at all. The only feeling I remembered was the happiness brought by football itself.

The joy of playing a flower job, the joy of being beautiful, the joy of playing with the goalkeeper, the joy of assisting with a magic touch... On the field, chasing footballs and running around, hair sticking wetly to the forehead, sweat oozing Into the eyes, some tingling - these are all happiness.

The Hunan Army Club was disbanded last year due to its poor record. Those young players of the same age don’t know how they are playing now. Has anyone got a professional contract elsewhere?That U-17 national youth team finally fell into the sand. I wonder if those talents have grown up smoothly in their respective clubs? 18 or 9 years old, should be the age to start to make a difference.

While reminiscing about the past, Shi Hao inflated the football, then searched through the box to find his own equipment and put it on.

When he was about to go out, he sent a text message to his father's mobile phone, saying that he was out to play, and told his parents not to worry, then he put the mobile phone at home and went out the door with the ball bouncing like before.

It's just that he didn't touch the ball for two months in order to prepare for the college entrance examination. When he pressed the elevator button, he deformed and the ball fell to the ground.Shi Hao sighed and started again, bouncing the ball into the elevator.

In the elevator, there was already a strange aunt standing in the corner with her little grandson. The child looked at Shi Hao with burning eyes, but the aunt turned her gaze away after a glance.

While juggling the ball, Shi Hao heard the child softly ask his grandma: "Grandma, grandma, what is this uncle doing?"

"Uncle is playing football."

"Grandma, I want to play football too!"

"Be good, Tongtong, don't play football, you will fall when you play football, it will hurt."

"Then wait until I'm old enough to play again?"

"Tongtong has to study hard when he grows up, and he will study abroad in the future. Playing football is for children who are not good at learning. Tongtong should not play football."

Shi Hao was so bored, the ball fell to the ground again.

At this time, the elevator reached the overhead floor, Shi Hao picked up the ball and continued to rush out, unwilling to stay for a second.

The current football environment in China is like this. Almost no adults are willing to let their children play football.The world's number one sport is not very popular in China.

After bouncing the ball all the way out of the community, Shi Hao gradually regained his sense of penalty kick.But the body began to feel a little tired. Continuously juggling the ball is actually very exhausting. After all, he has devoted himself to his studies in the past two years. Although he did not stop practicing under Liu Xiyu's instigation, after all, this training is not very professional. , I felt a little overwhelmed at this time.So he sat in the square at the gate of the community for a while.

The square has long been divided up.The aunts dancing in the square have already started dancing in the northwest corner under the sun, and the children practicing roller skating have also occupied another large area.Some of the younger children are held by their grandparents, and some babies can only lie in the car and are slowly pushed away. From time to time, children chasing and playing pass by them, with little noses. The worms raised their small faces and looked at the older children with envy and admiration...

But in such a huge square, apart from Shi Hao, there was no other player playing football.

(End of this chapter)