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Chapter 7 Just One Week

He passed the thrilling moment at the last moment and won the championship trophy. A group of young people with hormones sensation until midnight.

After his rebirth, Wang Xian, who strictly controlled his daily routine, slept in for the first time.

When he woke up at noon, his body was still a little unadapted.

"I really can't stay up late. It's so uncomfortable to come occasionally."

As a professional player, he is very sensitive to physical changes. Wang Feng stretched and got up.

"Bang".

Pjanic, who was pushing the door open, invited excitedly: "Man, they are going to go to Paris for a few days, feel the girls' enthusiasm, how about having a happy holiday?"

"Forget it, I've had enough rest, you guys go."

Before Pjanic could persuade him again, Wang Xian hid in the bathroom with toiletries.

Open the system and see your own properties:

Wang Xian

LV.2

Technology: 5

Shooting: 3

Strong: 3

Physical fitness: 4

Consciousness: 6

Injury tendency: 0↓

His technical ability has stagnated recently, and his strength has only increased a little when he upgraded. In addition, his natural growth has been 1 point in total, and his strength attribute has changed from 2 to 3. After all, it is in the development stage and is very easy to understand.

However, strong 2 or 3 is not very meaningful. They are all weak, and they are still a little weaker than professional players of the same age. This is a genetic factor, and he has no choice. According to his observation, the strength of the Ligue 1 youth team players of the same age is generally 4 or 5, and it feels obvious when fighting.

As for the stronger ones, they usually come from Africa or Eastern Europe. Pianic, who also comes from Eastern Europe, is not counted. He grew up in Luxembourg and now he is also a little bit like a little chick. He is wasting a savage bloodline, not much better than Wang Yan.

The more typical one is the youth team defender Kulibali. The guy is as strong as a calf. He is probably stronger than 6 and has room for growth in the future. He is veritable and hard. If he is Wang Qi, he will probably not be able to increase by 6 until he retires.

There is no way to force this kind of thing, and Wang Ying is not discouraged. After all, many players with average physical conditions but excellent skills are also very successful. Their weapons are speed and flexibility...

After a while, Wang Xian was stunned.

He noticed that the speed and flexibility attributes were not displayed at all, this dog-dream system.

After thinking for a long time, he thought of a possibility - because it is the injury king system, two strengths and physical fitness except for technical ability are closely related to injuries. Other secondary attributes such as bounce and flexibility are not displayed, and the passing and dribbling are generally classified into technical attributes.

In the youth team, he is one of the best speeds. Because he is weak, he has good flexibility. This is his advantage, but because the system does not show it, he has been struggling for so long. It turns out that he has too much relied on external forces to make his thinking ability weaker.

It doesn’t appear that it doesn’t exist. Wang Qing quickly adjusted his mentality and secretly warned himself not to rely too much on the system and to train more hard in daily life.

Another important reason why he can think this way is that the arrow that rushes down at the back of the injury tendency. The system explains that each time the injury tendency is zero, the injury will be more difficult and lighter than before. The less the injury tendency you increase, the less experience value you get.

For example, if the same injury tends to be 50% of the opponent is shoveled behind him. Without the arrow behind, the Achilles tendon may be directly tackled, and it will take several months to recuperate. An arrow is brought behind. The same foul may be a physical flaw, and there will be no problem if you have a few days of rest.

Although Wang Ying still felt a little sorry for knowing that the system could not upgrade him infinitely. At the same time, he also had fantasies. If he cleared it a few more times, wouldn’t he be seriously injured at all? Then wouldn’t his skills be vain?

I used to want to stay away from injuries, but now I always want to be injured...

"That's fucking."

Looking at himself in the mirror, Wang Xian pointed his finger on it and said to himself: "It's not good to avoid being hurt, don't be too dissatisfied..."

He used cold water to rush his face again, and he frowned and watched the water droplets slide down his bangs.

I didn't pay attention when I was just reborn. This hair is too non-mainstream and I have to cut it out when I find time.

He was injured during this period and did not train at all. This period is an important period for players to develop technical capabilities. It was wasted several months of precious time. To be honest, he has been lost to a lot by his teammates.

Everyone else is improving, he still stagnates and gains talent. There is an old saying that if you don’t advance, you will retreat. Wang Feng is full of urgency.

Although he really wanted to relive his youth and go out to wander with his teammates, he still held back. Only by practicing during the holidays could he make up for the wasted time. Originally, he didn't even plan to return to China during this holiday, but when he was a child, he thought about the time he followed his father to play football, and the scene of his mother scolding him while applying medicine to him after playing football. Wang Feng was reluctant to rest.

With an adult soul, he can understand his parents' feelings very much. Even if he is not in China, he is indispensable to the topics between his parents.

"Oh, just go back and stay for a week..."

Wang Ying rinsed his mouth and muttered, and a mouthful of toothpaste foam filled the floor.

...

Shuangliu International Airport.

Wang Xian walked out of the passage with his bag and saw his father standing there looking around.

He arrived in France at the age of 13 and left at the age of 22 in his previous life. He spent his entire adolescence in Metz. When he occasionally returned to China, he was in a rebellious period and was always impatient with his parents' problems.

Later, he traveled to Luxembourg and Portugal, and when he returned to Jiuniu, Sichuan and Chongqing, it was already 2019. At that time, my father's hair was already gray.

The father in front of him was full of bright hair and his head was full of black hair, which made him unable to stop his joy.

"Old Wang!"

Wang Fengdongdong ran over and gave him a bear hug. Wang Zhijun, who was suddenly attacked, staggered under his feet. If he hadn't been hugged, he would have fallen.

He turned his head in confusion and found that it was Wang Ying. The joy on Wang Zhijun's face flashed. He punched him in anger, snatched his backpack and carried it on himself, and pulled him and said as he walked: "I didn't do it right after I came back. I'll scare you... Tell me, how did you kick in France recently?"

The always-calling questioned, and Wang Xian secretly complained, picking the one that was recently said: "I was injured before, you know, I didn't expect that I recovered very quickly, just in time for the last game of the league. If you want to say that that game was really shocking, we were so shocking that we were the same points as the Marseille Youth Team, and we won one game each, but we were two behind in terms of goal difference..."

Wang Zhijun was an avid fan. At that time, the World Cup was very popular. After watching it once, he completely fell into trouble and made up his mind to train a star by himself. Wang Qing, who was still unstable, was exposed to football under the influence of Wang Zhijun. Lao Wang's level was fine, and he was more professional than ordinary commentary. He was so happy here that he suddenly lost the following text. He turned around and wanted to play: "What's the point? Did you score the goal at the beginning?"

"No, the opponent is Lyon Youth Team. Their first team is the boss in the first grade. They scored goals at the beginning. What's worse is that Marseille, who opened the game at the same time, also scored. This time, they fell behind by 4 goals."

"If you want to say it, just say it, don't say it, you will win in the end?"

Wang Xian always said halfway through his speech, and Wang Zhijun's boss's opinion.

"What do you mean? Lao Wang? Don't look at who I am. As a core player in this crisis, of course I have to play. Before the first half was finished, the coach changed me to the game. Under my leadership, I was so 'swish swish' that I couldn't stop once the goal was scored. The final score was 5:1, and it happened that the horse would have another goal difference in the game!"

Wang Qing made a knife in the air with his right palm, splashing stars. Even though he was almost 30 years old, he could not help but show his immature side when facing his father. Perhaps only in front of his relatives can he relax completely.

Seeing Wang Xian dancing, Wang Zhijun frowned, proud of his son and worried that he was affected by complacency, so he spoke for a long time: "It's just a youth league. Don't be happy too early. You haven't even got a professional contract. You are still a long way from becoming a first-team player."

"I know, so I'm going to practice more during the holidays."

"When will I go back to France?"

"A week later."

"What?"

When Wang Zhijun heard that Wang Xian was about to leave after staying at home for a week, he suddenly stopped and widened his eyes. This was his own son, not a phone bill or a drink. He was only a teenager and was always abroad for many years. It was difficult to make a phone call. He finally came back and stayed for a week and left after leaving. How could he not feel uncomfortable? But he had just advised Wang Xian to be motivated, and it was not easy to slap himself in the face at this time.

Wang Zhijun broke the Wuwei bottle in his heart, turned his head and walked forward quickly. Wang Xian followed behind in a depressed manner, and neither of the father nor his son spoke.

Sitting on the airport bus, Wang Feng supported his head and looked at the view outside the window.

At this time, the pace of life in Rongcheng was not as fast as that of later generations. Several passers-by who had gotten off work rode by the old phoenix and occasionally saw some buildings that had been demolished 18 years later, which made Wang Xian feel dazed.

Shuangliu Airport is very close to Chengdu City District. When you return to the city to take a taxi, you will get downstairs in a short while.

The familiar streets, the family building during the collective period, and even the bun shop that had already pulled down the roller shutter door was very friendly. Lao Wang was waiting for the driver to find money. The anxious Wang Ying pushed open the car door and ran away. He stepped onto the 6th floor with several steps. He stood at his door, raised his hand and slapped the door, and couldn't help but shout: "Mom, I'm back!"

"I made such a big noise as soon as I came back."

The door of the house was quickly opened, and the middle-aged woman with an apron was complaining. Before he could finish speaking, Wang Feng went up and hugged another bear.

"I'm so old and I'm still acting cute all day long."

Chu Hongyu pulled Wang Xian into the room, and the crow's feet were laughing out, and she was still reluctant to give in.

It means that it is not a family, and it doesn’t enter the family.

His parents are both hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. Even if they think about it, they still look impatient, looking for opportunities to preach for trivial matters.

Because of his parents' personality, Wang Xian, who had not yet grown up, always felt that he was redundant at home and felt aggrieved.

"What can I do if I tell the truth?"

Wang Xian complained in a low voice, threw himself on the sofa and said with a smile: "I don't miss you too much, don't you miss me?"

"Who misses you?"

Chu Hongyu waved her hand like a fly, and she was happy, but she still didn't say good things: "I just hope you leave early."

Bang,

Lao Wang, who entered the house, happened to hear her words and said angrily: "Then you are so happy. Your son said he would go back to France in a week."

"What?"
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