Lin Ran, who was standing in the line, suddenly felt that someone was watching him.

Turning his head to look, he saw that in the yellow team opposite, Fernando, who had clashed with him just now, was staring at him with a fierce look in his eyes at this time.

Seeing him look over, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Fernando's mouth, and he made a motion to wipe his neck at Lin Ran.

Seeing the other party's move, Lin Ran smiled indifferently and did not respond.

And Krera, who was beside him, whispered in Lin Ran's ear with some worry: "You must be careful of Fernando for a while, he is eyeing you."

Lin Ran nodded slightly, in fact, he didn't care about Fernando.

Now he worries about whether his performance will be able to convince the coach and allow him to stay and complete the task of the system.

After all the players on both sides are in place, the referee blows the whistle on the field and the game officially begins.

At the beginning, Lin Ran's red team took the lead in kicking off.

As a striker, Lin Ran tapped the ball to Clera in the middle circle, and he quickly ran towards the opponent's backcourt.

Seeing Lin Ran's speed, head coach Flores, who was sitting on the sidelines, nodded slightly, and said to Mo Ya, who had just walked to his side: "The speed of No. 10 on the field is good, pay more attention to it later."

Mo Ya casually flipped through the notebook in his hand, recognized that No. 10 was Lin Ran, and said with a smile: "That's a Chinese boy, his body looks a little thin, but he is a handsome guy."

"Oh, Chinese? I heard that it is a football desert, and it seems that there are no Chinese players playing here in Spain. "

Yes, Your Excellency Flores, I heard that there are Chinese people in the Premier League and the Bundesliga, but the results seem to be mediocre.

"Yes, I hope this kid's performance isn't too disappointing, I'm still very curious about Huaguo."

"Yes, it's an ancient and mysterious country, and it's incredible to hear that there are more than a billion people there.

"More than a billion people! Oh my God! It's unbelievable, that must be a huge market. If this kid can be selected for our youth team, maybe the club can try to develop the market there. Oh!Shet!What the shit!"

I saw Flores, who was still looking forward to the huge market in Huaguo just now, roared angrily, and the staff next to him were frightened.

And the culprit of all this is the Chinese kid on the field.

Just now, Lin Ran was wandering in the front of the penalty area, looking for a gap in the opponent's defense, when he suddenly received a half-high ball from diagonally behind.

Due to the suddenness of the ball and the speed of the ball, Lin Ran stopped the ball directly and stopped wide.

The football was stopped directly three meters in front of him, and when he wanted to chase it again, he saw that a yellow figure had already grabbed his foot in front of him and stopped the ball.

Then a fake action like a show off shook Lin Ran, and before Lin Ran counterattacked, he made a long pass with a big foot and kicked the ball to the front court.

At this time, Lin Ran saw clearly that the figure that stopped him was the big man Fernando.

Fernando showed a fierce expression at Lin Ran, and when he ran past him, he deliberately hit him with his shoulder, and dropped a sentence: "Boy, with me here, don't want to get the ball today."

Lin Ran was knocked abruptly, and his anger rose in his heart, and he was about to go up to find trouble with the other party, but thinking about the system task, he endured it again.

Just spat hard and continued to plunge into the game.

Fernando saw that Lin Ran didn't dare to come up, and he was even more proud in his heart, and his defense against Lin Ran became even tighter.

The two sides of this game are impromptu teams, so there is no tacit understanding at all.

Everyone wants to stick to their feet when they get the ball, and they will never pass it to anyone unless they have to.

This makes the scene extremely ugly, everyone is fighting on their own, relying on their individual ability to rush left and right, until the final goal is conceded.

And Lin Ran, as a striker, needs the midfield to feed him with shells, but in this situation, who will pass the ball to him, it is better to try to break through and shoot by himself when he has the ball.

Therefore, it has been more than ten minutes since the opening, and Lin Ran has basically not touched the ball except for the pass he received just now.

Looking at Lin Ran's performance, Flores shook his head in disappointment.

"Moya, it seems that the Chinese are really not suitable for playing football.

"Perhaps, maybe their talents are all in small balls like table tennis, big balls like football, they are born without this gene." Mo Ya also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Flores no longer paid attention to Lin Ran, but observed the other players, looked at it for a while, and said with some disappointment: "None of these people on the field can meet my requirements, now it seems that the No. 11 of the red team and the No. 19 big man of the yellow team are barely okay, you can observe the two of them more later." "

Oh, yes, Your Excellency.

Mo Ya hurriedly agreed, and then opened the book in his hand that recorded the personnel information, and saw that the name of the red team No. 11 was Clera, and the name of the yellow team No. 19 was Fernando.

By this time, the game had been played for almost twenty minutes, and the first goal had finally arrived.

The goal was scored by the Yellow team's striker No. 15, a white lad.

After the goal, the white guy looked excited, knelt on the turf, made a triumphant gesture with both hands, and waited for his teammates to come up and celebrate him.

It's just that what frustrated him was that his teammates weren't very excited, just a few teammates who were close to him ran over and patted him on the shoulder and ran away, and the others didn't even mean to come up.

This frustrated the white guy a little.

Actually, this situation is normal, you must know that this is a trial competition, everyone is competing for those five trial spots, and everyone wants to shine in the competition, so as to be retained in the end.

No one wants to be compared to others, so seeing the guy score a goal, as his teammate, should actually be jealous than happy, in this case, how can he come up and celebrate with him.

On the side of the red team, as the side that was scored, it was even more frustrating, and no one wanted to be the losing side in such a game.

So after the kick-off again, the red side began to attack more frantically, and even a few defenders were almost pressed near the halfway line.

As the striker of the red team, Lin Ran has already entered the opponent's penalty area.

He can clearly feel that if he can get the ball at this time, he has full confidence to score the ball, this feeling is not out of thin air, it should be that perfect shooting ability, which brings him confidence.

It's not something you can imagine, it's a real belief. It seems to have been tempered by a thousand tempers, a kind of fascination with a kind of confidence in a skill that is extremely good.

It's just a pity that he can't get the ball now.

All he has is perfect shooting skills, but the other skills are really bad, what kind of movement, goal grabbing, tackling, dribbling, these skills are terrible.

This leads to others passing the ball to him, he sometimes doesn't catch well, and he doesn't cooperate with his teammates very well, and after a few back and forth, his teammates are not willing to pass the ball to him.

The most troublesome thing is that he is also accompanied by a big man.

Fernando is like a dogskin plaster, every time Lin Ran takes the ball, he will always be destroyed by the opponent at the first time.

Just now, he was even shoveled away with the ball, if Lin Ran hadn't dodged quickly and jumped up in advance, it is estimated that he would have been injured and would have died.

Seeing Lin Ran get up from the ground, Fernando spat fiercely and said, "Boy, you are lucky this time, you won't be so lucky next time." "

Lin, are you okay?" Clara ran over at this time and reached out to pull Lin Ran.

"It's okay, thanks. Lin Ran patted the grass clippings on his body and thanked Clara.

Seeing that Lin Ran seemed to be really fine, Clarera breathed a sigh of relief and was about to run away, but was stopped by Lin Ran.

"Krera, I'll look for a chance to shake off that big man in a moment, you pass the ball to me then, and we'll make a match. "

Okay, I'll try, you know, today's game was special. Clara said thoughtfully.

"I understand that it is precisely because of the special that we have to play together, you remember that you are a midfielder, the main role is to dispatch and pass the deadly ball to the front players, not to score, I think the coach will also focus on this aspect when he investigates.

Lin Ran said with a serious face.

Hearing Lin Ran's words, Krera nodded slowly.

"Maybe you're right, I'll pass you the ball in a moment.

Krera said, and turned and ran to the side.

Looking at the back of Crera running away, Lin Ran breathed a sigh of relief, Made!

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