"Brother Long, Brother Shalawi, how about adding me?" Little Qiaoba is half a head smaller than Chenlong and Shalawi, only about 1.7 meters tall. To be honest, this height is very high among professional players. He's short, but when he calls Brother Long, he seems to be a little magic stick? Chenlong carefully studied Chopper in front of him.
Not that good looking, or so he thought compared to him. Chopper actually looks pretty good, with a pink square face, angular face, and a pair of big eyes. However, he is very thin and has some similarities with Giovinco.
"Hey, which team are you from?" Shalawi, the oldest person here, naturally called in a mature manner.
Chopper knows Shalawi. At least he met Shalawi several times last year when watching the games between Barcelona and Milan.
"It's easy to say, from Barcelona's La Masia training camp." When he said this, Chopper's mouth was obviously full of pride, and he looked a little bit disdainful of Shalawi.
Shalawi felt the pride and contempt of the other party, and felt a little unhappy in his heart. He thought to himself that he was hugging Messi's thigh soon, and he said, "La Masia is awesome. If the name is awesome, it means the person is awesome."
"You will know if you are good or not, Brother Shalawi." Although his words were contemptuous, his words on the surface were very respectful, and he still addressed him as brother.
"Oh, oh, oh, you still need to compete? Don't think that everyone who comes out of La Masia is Messi. We are not afraid of playing football, but I really admire this performance ability." Shalawi came from Milan, so naturally I don't have a good impression of La Masia. Last season, Milan was awarded a penalty kick by the referee because of an optional foul, which cost Milan the opportunity to advance to the semi-finals of the Champions League.
At this time, when I heard that Chopper was from Barcelona, I naturally felt a little unhappy and also sarcastic.
"If you're not as good as others, just talk about acting, haha, it's so ridiculous." Chopper was also a little angry, and he lost his previous politeness.
"Why haven't you been so good at Barcelona's first team? It seems I haven't seen your name. Are you shining Messi's shoes?" It is undeniable that Shaarawy is also very good at talking, and his words are very ironic. , also very good.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's compete once, and you will know the result?" Chopper's anger was completely ignited, and he shouted that he wanted to compete with Shalawi.
"Okay, but you are not competing with me, you are competing with him. To compete, you should compete with the best person. I am not the best, so I will not compete with you. He is the best, so, for If you prove that you are the best, then you will knock him down." Shalawi pointed at Chen Long who was standing aside.
Chenlong was startled, and thought to himself that this evil-minded Shalawi, after saying such a thing, turned out to be drawing the flames of war to me. I think it was probably because he had a guilty conscience and was afraid of losing to Chopper and losing face. You should do this, I couldn’t help but smile evilly in my heart.
"Compare with me? How can you compare with me? There is no comparison at all. If you directly compare with running, I will die. Shalawi, don't make such a joke!" Chenlong refused and looked at Shalawi with a smirk.
"I'm telling you, brother, stop pretending. If you can't do it, who can? Come on, give this guy some color so that he won't dare to say anything in the future." Sharavi said with a compliment, he really felt like it in his heart He was afraid of competing with Qiaoba, the little pervert from La Masia. Who knows what he could come up with. If he really lost in a while, it would be a huge loss of face, so he had to rely on Chenlong to step in whether he was alive or dead.
In his eyes, Chen Long was indeed the number one demon in Italy, and there was no second choice.
Chopper, who had been training in La Masia since childhood, didn't know how powerful Chenlong was. Just like Chenlong knew him, he only knew him as Chopper.
"Brother Long, let's compete. It's boring anyway." Chopper didn't have that aggressive attitude towards Chen Long, but he had the desire to compete and begged Chen Long.
"Okay, then tell me what you are competing for first. There are some things that I really can't compete with. For example, the running I just mentioned will kill me on the spot..." Chenlong saw that the other party was eager to compete, He agreed to him anyway, and besides, he also wanted to see how powerful the youth training product from La Masia was.
Among ordinary young players, the La Masia youth training camp is a place they yearn for. When I was a child, it was not that I had never heard Barletelli's boasts. At that time, when Messi was not yet famous, he heard Barletri say it.
God Ba once told him that even if he was stronger than God Ba, he would not dare to run rampant in La Masia, and would have to pretend to be obedient and work hard. Therefore, when Chenlong saw Chopper, who was also from La Masia, he did not show Shalawi's attitude and attitude.
"It's better to take a free kick. My footwork on free kicks is pretty good." Chopper said on his own initiative.
"Pfft~" Shalawi heard what Chopper said and couldn't help but spit it out and burst into laughter. "Free kick? Are you sure? Is it really better than a free kick?"
"What's so funny? Yes, it's just like a free kick. Why? Are you afraid?" Qiaoba looked at Chenlong with a burning gaze, waiting for his answer, and ignored Shalawi's ridicule.
"Okay, a free kick is a free kick, what kind of comparison is it?" A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Long's mouth, which was meaningless. But I was also very happy in my heart. You want to compete with me for a free kick? There are only two words, seeking death.
Shalawi had the same idea, seeking death.
"Thirty meters away, hit the goalpost. Whoever hits the goalpost first will win." Chopper confidently stated the rules of the game.
"Fuck, this rule is so perverted," Shalawi was shocked. He didn't expect Chopper to play such a trick. He secretly thought to himself that he was lucky that he didn't agree to this kid's challenge and threw it to Chen Long, otherwise he would have died very badly. It’s ugly! He looked at Chen Long in surprise, saying that there was nothing he could do.
"Okay, you start first." Chenlong didn't expect such a comparison, which shows that Chopper's footwork is quite impressive, otherwise he wouldn't have come up with such an arrogant comparison. Although it is very difficult to hit the goal post, the probability of hitting it is also super high! Whoever kicks the ball first wins? I just wiped it out, are you forcing me to use a special trick
Chopper measured his steps from the penalty area until he put the ball on the turf. Chen Long saw it in his eyes and thought that this guy must have practiced this often, but he was so familiar with it.
Chopper looked very serious when playing football, as if there was no one around him, which did not affect his concentrated mental state at all.
Just hit the goalpost, no matter how you play, so Chopper's first kick was actually a push shot that hit the ground. The ball rolled against the turf towards the left goalpost. Unfortunately, the ball missed the goalpost. And then... .