Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

The security guard took a sharp puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and then twisted it out with his toes.

"Kid, you said Zivo called you?"

"Oh... Actually, it's not, it was Zivo who called the manager of Manchester United's Under-17 and called me to come. Ye Chen answered truthfully.

"Hahahahaha, you continue to brag, and Manchester United, why don't you say that you are from Real Madrid?" The security guard didn't believe Ye Chen's words at all, and pointed at Ye Chen and laughed.

Ye Chen was a little annoyed.

But for a while, I didn't know how to prove myself, and I came to Inter to sign a contract.

The security guard saw that Ye Chen had been standing still, and simply said: "

Okay, you can call our Coach Ziwo in front of me now, he asked me to open the door, and I will open the door for you."

Ye Chen slapped his thigh, yes!

I'm afraid I'm stupid, and I've been entangled with this security guard.

When leaving Manchester United, Green gave Zivo's phone to Ye Chen and asked him to get off the plane and contact Zivo when he arrived at the Inter training base.

How did I forget about this.

"Okay, I'll call Coach Zivo."

Ye Chen dialed Zivo's phone.

"Hello, your mobile phone is in arrears, please recharge and dial again."

A cold female voice came from the phone.

Ye Chen was stunned, why did he owe money?

"Lean, roaming, forgot to buy European general traffic!" Ye Chen slapped his brain.

His O2 operator calling card in Manchester has 30G of UK traffic per month.

However, UK traffic is not common in Italy, and you must first buy European traffic.

Ye Chen was in the taxi, watching a high-definition 1080P video introducing the history of Inter for a while, completely unaware that he was roaming with a phone bill....

The security guard looked at Ye Chen, who was a little flustered, and mocked:

"Child, don't act, I know you don't have Zivo's phone at all, you are a tourist, you want to blend into our training base and find stars to take pictures and signs, right?"

"I advise you to dispel this idea, and idle people are not allowed to enter the training base!" I still have to go to work, I don't have time to play with you, bye! "

The security guard turned around and left.

Ye Chen's face was black.

Urgent like ants on a hot pan.

The door of this house has arrived, I didn't bring the key, I can't get in!

Look at this mess.

Ye Chen dragged his suitcase and walked back and forth at the door of the Appiano training base.

The wheels of the trunk rub against the tar on the ground, making a rattling sound.

He could even see through the fence the dense woods in the base and the football field in the cracks in the woods.

Maybe Zivo was on the sidelines of the pitch, coaching the youth players.

What a person to die!

Ye Chen waited at the door, expecting Qi Wo to go out and see him by chance.

Anyway, now, whatever he says, this security guard will not believe it.

It's just that Ye Chen stood at the door for an hour.

The gate of the training base is that no one enters or exits.

The legs stood sore.

Ye Chen was furious.

He walked towards the security booth.

"Hey, how can I make you believe me, I'm a professional and I'm here to sign with Inter's youth team!" He yelled at the security guards.

This security guard is also standing guard and standing a little boring.

He came out and looked at Ye Chen, and then smiled and took out a football from under the table inside the pavilion.

Step on it with one foot.

"You come and grab my ball, let me see if you can really play."

The security guard was a little bored at work, and wanted to play with Ye Chen for a while and kill a little time.

He hooked his hand towards Ye Chen and motioned for him to come over.

"Are you sure you want to play with me?" Ye Chen looked at him helplessly.

As a professional player, although Ye Chen does not say how strong, it is more than enough to deal with an amateur player.

After all, I eat by playing football.

"Why, don't you dare?"

The security guard smiled and made an internationally unfriendly gesture towards Ye Chen.

"You Huaxia people are so daring, don't you dare to play, and come to Inter to sign a contract, I see you can't even win as a security guard like me, he."

Ye Chen chuckled in his heart.

He hated this prefix plus nationality swearing most in his life.

Then scold and scold, even with the people of a country scolding what?

Ye Chen suddenly remembered the silly boy of Manchester United U17, Savage.

I also like to be in front of him, the Chinese people are long, and the Chinese people are short.

In the end, don't you obediently recognize the Huaxia people as fathers?

This security guard must be taught a lesson.

"Okay, then I'll grab the ball!"

Ye Chen put away his luggage and walked slowly to the security guard.

This security guard is more than one meter nine meters tall, and Ye Chen is over one meter eight.

Fighting for his height, the security guard swung the ball behind him, and then used his tall body to block between Ye Chen and the football.

It's like the usual ball protection on a football field.

He looked at Ye Chen, who was smaller than himself, and didn't put him in his eyes at all.

His trick to protect the ball, on weekdays, on the field field, almost no one can grab it.

Not to mention, the Huaxia person in front of him is not as tall and weighty as his own.

"It's started, it's started, audience friends, this is the live broadcast of Sky Sports, the match between the Italian national team and the Huaxia national team, and now, the two players have a fierce confrontation..."

Ye Chen saw that the security guard had words in his mouth, simulating the battle between the two countries, and laughed.

Good guy, you're pretty good at the whole thing.

However, Ye Chen would not give him a chance to live.

The thighs that have been shaped by the second level of the powerful Kongo legs, the muscle strength far exceeds that of ordinary professional football players.

Not to mention an amateur player.

Ye Chen twisted his lower limbs and slammed into the other party.

The security guard only felt a powerful impact hit, and he felt like he had been hit by a speeding car.

The center of gravity drifted and was knocked directly to the ground!

"Oh, foul, foul!" The security guard rolled on the ground, cursing and cursing.

Ye Chen said with a smile: "Big brother, a reasonable collision is not a foul." "

Say, pick up the football on the ground.

"You show me and show you the foot power of professional players!"

Ye Chen faced the security guard, threw the football slightly upward, and his legs opened the fight.

"Lean, what are you going to do, don't kick me!" The security guard subconsciously held his head.

A golden martial monk afterimage appeared between Ye Chen's body again.

He did the same thing as him, tying his brown rope to his calves and swinging sharply in the direction of the ball.

Boom!

An earth-shattering explosion!

The ball flies 100 meters into the air!

Fly far past the iron gate and into the training base.

The security guard caught a glimpse of the ball's flight trajectory through his fingers.

Like a howitzer!

The higher you rush, the farther you fly.

All without buffering and slowdown!

Until it disappears from view.

I don't know where to go at the base.

Anyway, I didn't hear the sound of the ball hitting the ground!

The security guard was dumbfounded.

If you say that the one who was toppled by Ye Chen just now, I felt the strength of Ye Chen's lower limbs as strong as an iron bull.

Now this big foot, and the security guard has seen what it is to kick football as a howitzer!

I'm afraid it flies farther than a howitzer wow!

"This, this, this impossible!"

The security guard sat on the ground, stammering as he spoke, completely without his previous arrogance.

He looked at the Huaxia boy who was a head shorter than himself in front of him.

Is this kid really a professional player?

But even if he is a professional footballer, he can't kick the ball so far with one kick.

"Toot—toot—toot—"

The phone from the pavilion rang.

The security guard hurriedly got up and ran over to answer the phone.

"Hey, hello!"

On the other end of the phone, an angry voice came.

"I'm Zivo! Tonali, how many times has Lao Tzu told you, don't play casually in the base!

"Well, Mr. Zivo, I'm not in the base, I'm standing guard at the door." Security guard Tonali looked confused.

"You're still quibbling," Zivo roared over the phone, "Lao Tzu was eating in the cafeteria, and with your special kick, the ball flew in through the window and landed on my table, and the plates were knocked over for you!"

"Don't say that you didn't do it, there are three first-team players' signatures on this ball, or you asked me to get it, Laozi only gave it to you yesterday!"