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Chapter 5 Registration
Shi Hao immersed himself in the special training for himself, and a week passed quickly.But when it comes to the training effect, let's look up to the sky and make a haha...

Without the guidance of professional coaches and lack of training equipment, so-called special training, the extent to which one can improve is actually very limited.It's just to get back the feeling of the ball and restore some physical fitness.

The phrase "Dream power is insufficient, please recharge as soon as possible" appeared several times, scaring Shi Hao into suspicion.But the last sentence has become "the current 92%".

What's more terrible is that Shi Hao's training intensity for himself was a bit too much this week, which caused his left ankle to hurt more frequently, and every step he ran felt like a small file was being filed in the ankle joint.

But he could only grit his teeth and persist.

This is the path I chose, and if I choose, I have to bear the consequences, and I have no place to complain.If I want to relieve the pain, I still have to wait until the draft is over, find a summer job to earn some money, and then go to a Chinese medicine hospital for massage treatment.

During the period, Liu Xiyu called several times to ask about his preparations, but Shi Hao always smiled and said everything was OK.

You can't admit cowardice in front of girls.

This morning, while his mother was turning her back to tidy up the kitchen, Shi Hao secretly picked up the football and slipped out the door, rushing to the Hewu branch of the Inter Milan China Tournament.

The Hewu city's draft branch venue was held at the Hewu City General Stadium, which used to be the home field of the Hunan Army Football Club. Shi Hao is no stranger to this neighborhood.Once upon a time, his motivation to train hard was to one day start on this field.

But now, the Hunan Army's team has been disbanded, the club has been resold, and things have changed in a blink of an eye.

There is no such crowd as Shi Hao imagined near the stadium.

When he got off the bus with the football in his arms, although he saw many boys wearing jerseys and sneakers like him walking towards the stadium, compared with the heat of the publicity, this scene still seemed too deserted.

This is in stark contrast to the boom in the ball market a few years ago.Sure enough, without its own top league team, the football soil in Shonan Province is becoming more and more barren.

Shi Hao didn't try to go forward to chat with other people, and walked towards the stadium silently holding the ball.

The normally locked stadium doors are now open, with banners and balloons hanging from the doors.After Shi Hao walked in, he found that there were already hundreds of teenagers in the stadium, gathered in front of a temporary stage.On the stage, there were several staff members walking around with stacks of files, busy checking the sound and adjusting the camera.

Seeing this scene, Shi Hao was a little disappointed.Because it feels like a cheap roadside store that has nothing to do with football.

Shi Hao walked over slowly holding the football.When he got closer, he found that there was a registration point set up by several tables next to the stage.The registration point was completely surrounded, and there were several teenagers juggling the ball beside them, and some staff members were sweating profusely to maintain order, preventing others from disturbing the juveniles who were juggling the ball.

Shi Hao squeezed over with great effort, avoiding the boy who was juggling the ball, and shouted from a long distance: "Sign up here!"

The staff at the table didn't look up, and shouted loudly: "For those who want to sign up, print out the online pre-registration voucher, and then go there first, jump the ball 100 times in a row, and you will be officially eligible to sign up if you pass it!"

Naturally, Shi Hao had already printed out the pre-registration voucher.He stepped back and carefully looked at the teenagers who were juggling the ball.One of them looked familiar, and soon he had enough numbers, stepped on the ball with a relaxed face, and a staff member next to him handed him a blue card, and he walked towards the registration point with the card.

"Hey, isn't this the 'genius boy' Shi Hao?" When the boy who got the registration card passed by Shi Hao, he squinted his eyes and looked at Shi Hao for a while, then said suddenly.

Hearing his mocking tone, Shi Hao felt uncomfortable. He tried to identify this person, remembered his name, and responded: "Zhang Yong? Don't you claim to be the number one central defender in the Chinese Super League? Why don't you play in the Chinese Super League , came to participate in this kind of entertainment talent show?"

This young man named Zhang Yong was one year older than Shi Hao, and was once Shi Hao's teammate in the youth echelon of the Hunan Army Club.For some reason, he and Shi Hao have always been at odds with each other. When they were in the club, they used to be sarcastic and sarcastic.

"It's better than some trash who claims to be a genius boy. A trash with a broken leg wants to participate in the draft? He's here to show his ugliness."

Shi Hao grinned, and began to feel that this draft was a bit interesting. "It seems that I haven't taught you for too long. You have forgotten the feeling of being teased by me. You'd better pray that you don't pass the first few links smoothly, or if you meet me in the final game, I will let you completely recall the feeling of being teased by me. Taste, when the time comes, don’t take the initiative to ask to be substituted before the 45 minutes are over.”

"Hmph!" Zhang Yong bumped Shi Hao hard with his shoulder, and continued to walk towards the registration point, "You can try, but if I accidentally hurt your broken leg again, don't cry Go find your mother."

Shi Hao didn't talk to him anymore, it's meaningless to talk too much, let's see the actual action next.

Soon it was his turn to start juggling the ball. Of course, this kind of trivial matter would not bother him. He easily passed and got the registration card.

"Copy of ID card?" "Here."

The staff took Shi Hao's ID card and looked him up and down, "Accustomed to the position?"

"Striker, left or right winger."

The staff hurriedly recorded, then scribbled a few lines on Shi Hao's registration card, and finally stamped it. "Okay, it will officially start at 8:[-] tomorrow morning."

Next to him, other staff began to film Shi Hao, which may be edited and appear on the TV screen in the future.

"We have to wait until tomorrow..." Shi Hao dragged his voice.He didn't notice this when he learned about the draft before.

Although a bit disappointing, it would be nice to have an extra day to train and recover.

After going home for lunch, Shi Hao went to that court to train for another afternoon.Although it is impossible for the technology to improve in such a short period of time, I can really feel that the state is improving a little bit.

It's just that the old ankle injury is still a problem. Due to the relatively high intensity of training these days, the pain has become more frequent and more intense. This makes Shi Hao a little worried, worried that it will affect his performance in the draft.

Even if he survives the draft, can such an ankle really allow him to embark on a professional path?Shi Hao didn't dare to think deeply about this issue.

……

the next day.Shi Hao still rushed to the draft venue early in the morning.The preparations were carried out in an orderly manner, and the entire stadium was divided into several blocks.The sub-sites for various tests are in the final layout, and the cameras are set up at the best angles.

Football teenagers are doing the final warm-up, ready to show their talents in the next draft.

After Shi Hao finished warming up, he found an inconspicuous corner, played with the ball casually, and looked at the other boys at the same time.

Judging from the current observed situation, there are not many people present who can pose a threat to him.

The accents of those teenagers were different, from the occasional few words wafted by the wind, Shi Hao learned that many people here came from various cities, even counties and villages in this province to participate in the talent show.

What's more, since there is no branch venue in the neighboring province, a group of teenagers next to him turned out to be from the neighboring province.Hearing them talking about the experience of sneaking over to participate in the draft without telling their parents, Shi Hao shook his head and smiled wryly.

These teenagers with football dreams may not have solid basic skills, gorgeous footwork, or even athletic talent, but they all have a vigorous heart that dares to fight for their dreams.

Unfortunately, in the face of reality, dreams are often shattered.

Although dreams are naive and childish, how boring would the world be if everyone had no dreams?
So, just let yourself be a fool who won't come back if you don't hit the south wall. Even if your dream is smashed, it's better than having no dream from the beginning.Shi Hao shook his head to shake off these distracting thoughts, and continued to warm up.

(End of this chapter)