"I still don't understand why you recovered so quickly. Your recovery from your injury a while ago was exactly as I expected, but how could you suddenly recover?"

Al Reno was clutching his hair. He already had self-doubt.

"It's always a good thing, isn't it, Al?"

Wang Ke didn't know how to answer, so he could only say something calmly.

Following Al Reynold, Wang Ke also complained in his heart.

This skill is good at everything, but the recovery period is not smooth enough. The team doctor predicts a truce of half a year, and the skill limits the injury to no more than three months. The recovery speed is normal in the first two months, but after two months, the recovery from the injury is like going on the highway.

, rampaging all the way, anyone would be frightened.

I guess after a few more times, he will get used to it.

Fortunately, as the skill level increases, the recovery period will become smoother, and the recovery will be at a constant speed from the time of injury. This will at least not scare the team doctor, and the injury will recover faster just because of physical reasons.

If you switch to a full-level skill, the injury will only last for a limited time from the moment you are injured. It is impossible to be seriously injured. The side effects are also very strong, that is, the original pain will be doubled.

The injury that was supposed to break the leg had to endure twice the pain. How painful was it to roll all the way from the opponent's penalty area to our own penalty area? Then the team doctor came in and found that the injury turned into an ankle sprain, and he could persist even if he didn't end the game.

, I don’t know how exciting the expressions will become. I estimate that like Neymar, I might be made into an emoticon package in the future and become a famous actor.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

Wang He made up his mind that after reaching the full level of his skills, he must be patient and not act too exaggerated. He didn't want to be complained by the fans. If he couldn't bear it, it would be another matter...

Seeing that it was Wang Hao and Al Paul knocking on the door, Pierre immediately put down the information in his hand.

Suddenly he was stunned and exclaimed: "God, where is your crutch?"

Sure enough, it was like this again. Wang Ke secretly complained that he didn't know if he would win a church progress award. The first thing everyone said when they saw him was to call him God. Even missionaries are not that powerful.

Al Paul answered his question: "Tsu has fully recovered and I'll give him back to you."

"It's great...leaving him to you for treatment is the wisest decision I've ever made."

Pierre, who had already stood up, rubbed his hands and thanked him, the excitement on his face was beyond words.

Al Paul quickly waved his hand, saying that this was not his fault, and explained: "You should thank God. His recovery speed from injury completely exceeded my expectations. This in itself is a miracle."

"Okay, thank God, but thank you Al anyway."

Pierre solemnly thanked him again, as if the team doctor had cured his injury instead of Wang Xie's.

Looking at the little old man who kept thanking him, Wang Hao and Al Paul looked at each other. Finally, Wang Hao pulled him out of the office: "Come on, head, didn't you see Al's expression? How long do you want to thank me? I want to go."

Try it on the training ground, I believe you also want to know my current performance on the court..."

…

Wang He's performance on the court completely exceeded Pierre's imagination. This is his current peak level. No, he was fine before he was injured!

The little old man with a hooked nose is also doubting life. Can injuries improve his level?

But Wang He performed well and he was very happy.

Even so, he did not arrange for Wang Hao to start in the last game at the end of the season.

He has now become a frightened bird. He is afraid that Wang Ke will be injured again at some point, and he wants to find a safe to lock Wang Ke up.

"Look at the striker from Lyon, he is very smart when he plays football."

Substitute Wang He was placed next to Pierre. This treatment was like that of Solskjaer, who received personal guidance from the coach when he did not play.

"Um."

Wang Hao nodded heavily, Lacazette will also be a reputable figure in the future.

"Their tactics are exactly the same as those of Lyon's first team...the No. 6 is playing the role of Junior Juninho."

"If you come out later, you must be the No. 4 boy. His name is Spearing. He is a bastard. He is the player with the most cards in the entire youth league. He was suspended for a flagrant foul some time ago. The child he fouled heard about it.

Retired."

"And No. 2 is also a bastard. Even though he looks like a dog, he actually plays football very dirty. Lyon didn't know where he got him from a slum in South America. His little moves are very subtle...

…”

Pierre took the trouble to introduce the situation of the Lyon youth team to Wang Hao, when a burst of cheers interrupted his words.

Alexandre Lacazette of Lyon's youth team received a pass from his teammate and entered the penalty area from the wing and took a direct kick, rewriting the score to 1:0.

As misfortunes never come singly, the assistant coach took the phone and told him another piece of bad news: "Marseille scored a goal, and now there is a 4-goal difference between us and Marseille."

"Fake!"

Pierre, who pays attention to his demeanor, cursed. Before the game, he had illusions about the difference between the two goals. Unexpectedly, it turned into four before the first half was over. It would be impossible to regain the disadvantage.

It's a myth, which means that this season's championship trophy has basically flown away.

The youth team mainly cultivates talents for the first team. The desire for trophies is not as strong as the first team, but if you have the skills to win the trophy, who would refuse?

At the beginning of the season, the Metz youth team had been leading the standings. Even if Wang Hao was injured, they were still at the top of the list. They were not caught up by Marseille until the end of the season. A season's hard work was immediately wasted, which is inevitably disappointing.

Lyon, playing at home, played very fiercely and continued to press after the goal. Metz seized the opportunity to counterattack, and Pjanic's shot went over the crossbar.

"Just a little bit."

Seeing this, Wang Hao felt very sorry.

The current Pjanic is still immature. His idea of ​​lobbing is right, but his technical ability has not reached that level. If it were him two years later, this goal would definitely have been scored.

He couldn't sit still, and Pierre insisted on letting him be a substitute. He wanted to see the situation first. Now he was 4 goals behind, and then he would lose the championship.

"Boss, I want to play!"

"Come on?"

Although Pierre was very irritated, he still explained patiently: "We have basically no chance of winning the championship. You are easily kicked by Lyon players when you go on the court. Ever since L'Equipe reported on you, the bastards in the Youth League want to kick your legs off."

You’d better not participate in today’s game.”

"Then will I always hide on the bench from now on?"

Wang Ke's words made Pierre stunned for a moment. Yes, he was not allowed to play for fear of getting injured. Could it be that this kid never played football?

He asked with a confused look on his face: "Do you know how to play when you get on the field?"
Chapter completed!