By the end of October 2007, the weather in Chang'an was getting colder. In a wild court in the southern suburbs of the city, two teams wearing red Manchester United and white Real Madrid were "fighting hard". When they saw that they were young people in their teens.

Although the venue looks dusty and the quality is worrying, and the skills of young players on both sides are average, it does not prevent the young people from exuding full enthusiasm.

However, although both young players on both sides are working hard, the one wearing white Real Madrid uniforms is obviously inferior in skills. At the end of the first half, they were already behind two goals.

The exhausted players of both sides sat on the sidelines to rest, the Red Manchester United players expressed their expressions of joy, and were excited to discuss tactics because of the lead.

On the White Real Madrid side, everyone looked a little depressed because of the backwardness, and only a few people were in the mood to speak.

"Xu Liang, when will your expert friend come? We are about to lose."

The person who spoke was the goalkeeper of the White Real Madrid team, tall and thin, with a look of complaint.

"That's right, Xu Liang, you might as well make up someone to deceive us in order to play for the striker."

The second complaint is the White Real Madrid defender.

Xu Liang, who was complained by the two, was a short and fat boy with a lot of freckles on his white face.

Hearing the words of the two teammates, he quickly began to explain.

"How could it be? Yang Mo and I are good brothers who have been playing together since childhood. He will never lie to me."

But after Xu Liang said that, the tall and thin goalkeeper couldn't help complaining again, "Even if he couldn't lie to you, he was two goals behind now, what's the use of coming?"

"It's not me who brags. With my good brother's skills, I'll be able to deal with the guys on the other side. I'll tell you..."

Just as Xu Liang was about to brag about his brothers, his eyes suddenly lit up and he pointed at a distance from the stadium and shouted, "My brother is here."

Following Xu Liang's hand, the young men from the White Real Madrid team turned their heads together and found a figure riding a bicycle slowly approaching.

When the figure approached, everyone finally saw the appearance of this good brother, Yang Mo, of Xu Liang. Just looking at his appearance, it really looked a little "short".

He was wearing a white and blue school uniform, and the words "Dayi County No. 7 Middle School" were written on his right chest, but the clothes were obviously worn for too long, and the words were washed a little white.

The hair that was hanging down to the ears was obviously not cut for a long time, and it almost covered its eyes.

Under his bad hairstyle, a young face is clear and angular, and his appearance is not outstanding, but it is different from the neutral appearance that young people like now. His slightly dark skin exudes a masculine and tough temperament.

He is at least 1.75 meters tall, and his figure looks very strong, strong and very powerful.

After arriving next to the stadium, Yang Mo casually put the old bicycle on the ground. This was an old antique he had bought from the scrap station at work. The car stand was broken and it was too useless.

"Okay, Brother Yang, why are you here to scatter now?"

Seeing Xu Liang approaching with a resentful look on his face, Yang Mo pushed him aside without hesitation. This guy was obviously three months older than him, and he was not ashamed to scream all day long.

"Old Huang has a lot of things today, why? It seems that you are probably behind in this way."

He looked up at the teammates around Xu Liang, and Yang Mo hit the nail on the head.

After hearing this, Xu Liang looked helpless, "Yes, he was fed two goals by the opponent in the first half, and it's up to you in the second half!"

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the equipment first."

Yang Mo, who has always been classmates in elementary school, junior high school, and has always used Xu Liang's things to play football.

Besides, due to the family situation, it was difficult for him to support himself and his sister, but he didn't have the spare money to buy these things.

Hearing Yang Mo's words, Xu Liang immediately took out a whole set of equipment from his schoolbag on the sidelines and handed it to Yang Mo who had already taken off his coat.

At this time, Yang Mo, who was only wearing a vest, showed his strong figure. Xu Liang's teammate compared with Yang Mo, and his figure was like bean sprouts.

After changing into the white Real Madrid team uniform and top, Yang Mo waved his hand at the shorts and leg guards that Xu Liang handed over.

"I don't want these, just give me sneakers."

In the strange eyes of others, Yang Mo only changed his shirt and sneakers, but was wearing a pair of washed blue school uniforms and pants, which seemed to be very twisted.

"Xu Liang, is he OK?"

The tall and thin goalkeeper looked at Yang Mo who was doing a warm-up exercise in the distance and asked Xu Liang in disbelief.

Hearing the tall and thin goalkeeper's words, Xu Liang's other teammates also looked over curiously.

If it weren't for Xu Liang's "investment", their wild team wouldn't have believed that such a strange guy would be the master in Xu Liang's mouth.

But when Xu Liang heard everyone's words, he looked at Yang Mo's eyes warming up there with confidence.

"Don't worry, my brother's skills are not something we can compare with. When you go up later, just pass the ball to him, so that we can win today."

After all, Xu Liang is an important "investor" in the team. He said so. It is hard for all his teammates to talk too much, but the distrust in his eyes cannot be erased.

Xu Liang didn't explain much about his teammates' reaction. Anyway, they knew that Yang Mo was so powerful after he was on the court.

In the distrustful eyes of Real Madrid, the second half of the wild ball game began. Xu Liang went over to say hello to the temporary referee and exchanged him for Yang Mo to play.

The Red Manchester United saw that Xu Liang had changed people, and he was still a strange guy in trousers, and someone couldn't help laughing at him.

"Xu Liang! Where did you find such a top-notch guy? If you want to give me money, just say it."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from the Red Manchester United. You know, this game was not in vain, both sides were betting.

"Du Weifeng, don't be too arrogant. It's not necessarily true who loses and who wins!"

Xu Liang looked at Du Weifeng wearing Manchester United No. 9 jersey opposite, and his face was not very good. It was this kid who scored two goals in their team just now.

The most important thing is that this guy is still his classmate and he is usually very unfavorable. This time the appointment was due to the conflict between the two of them.

"I'm so hard, I see how you beat me."

"Wait and see!"

After the two of them quarrels, the second half began immediately. Yang Mo, who succeeded Xu Liang, stood in the midfield and prepared to kick off.

All present are wild football fans who are not as good as amateurs, so they don’t even think about exquisite cooperation. So Yang Mo knew that it would be impossible to win by his teammates, and he could only rely on his personal strength.

"Turn the back and give me the ball with big feet."

Completely ignoring the distrustful eyes of the thin teammates beside him, Yang Mo put the ball on the ball and quickly ran towards the opponent's stadium.

The thin teammate saw Yang Mo breaking into the other side's position so recklessly, and the distrust in his eyes became more and more obvious.

But I don’t know if he was because of Xu Liang’s explanation or wanted to see Yang Mo’s embarrassment. After he and his teammates behind him fell a ball, he passed it out according to Yang Mo’s explanation.

Seeing Yang Mo rushing towards him after the white Real Madrid kicked off, the Red Manchester United instantly got happy.

They looked at Yang Mo who had entered his own half alone and thought to themselves, this guy is really ignorant of the world. You just want to ride alone, do you think you are Ronaldo?

However, although they thought so in their hearts, they didn't want Yang Mo to comfortably follow the ball. Although several players in the frontcourt did not move, some people came up to compete with Yang Mo for the landing point.

Although the thin teammate passed the ball to Yang Mo, his passing skills were obviously not up to standard, and his strength was obviously too strong.

The Red Manchester United midfielder's midfielder's goalkeeper saw the ball that was obviously closer to him than Yang Mo, and his face was extremely relaxed, thinking that the ball must be his.

But Yang Mo, who was running, looked at the ball that was about to land, but had no intention of giving up. His foot speed instantly became a little faster.

His eyes were staring at the landing point of the football. After judging the distance, his body jumped up.

The Red Manchester United team's goalkeeper was confident that he wanted to steal the falling football, but after a moment he saw a figure suddenly appearing above his head, followed by a huge force coming from top to bottom, pressing him down who had not yet jumped up.

Just as everyone's surprised eyes were filled with the red Manchester United player, Yang Mo, who jumped up, stopped the football steadily with his chest, and took a step and drove the ball towards the opponent's goal the moment he landed.

"How is it possible! Why is he so fast!"

Before the player suppressed by Yang Mo responded, Du Weifeng's voice came.

You know, Yang Mo and this defensive player were several meters away just now, but in this way, Yang Mo actually ran to the landing point.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you chase after me?"

Du Weifeng's other words made his teammates who could not defend Yang Mo finally react.

But when the player was about to catch up, he saw that he had already raised his speed and ran away, pulling away seven or eight positions of his body, but he could only smile bitterly.

"So quickly, I'll chase you!"

However, this player could not catch up, but the Red Manchester United team still had three backcourt players rushing to Yang Mo and preparing to stop Yang Mo.

Facing the first defensive player to go against, Yang Mo, who had already raised his speed, saw that there was not much space behind him, and he didn't play any fun. He just scored the ball and ate the opponent with his speed.

Next, when facing the second defensive player, he spanned his right foot from inside to outside on the football, and his left foot moved outward, and he changed his step and shook his opponent.

He has used this simple version of bicycles very skillfully. He has been using this kind of football enthusiast who is not even amateur, and he is almost accurate in passing.

Just after Yang Mo easily practiced the two, the Red Manchester United finally understood that they had obviously underestimated the guy wearing school uniforms and trousers just now.

The last backcourt player who stood in front of the goalkeeper had no idea whether he should go up at this time, and hesitantly stood in the penalty area and didn't know what to do.

"Go up, don't block my view."

At this time, the goalkeeper's shout made the team member let go of his hesitation and rushed directly towards Yang Mo.

But facing the obstacles of this defensive player, Yang Mo didn't take it seriously at all. He took a stance to shoot with his right foot, but actually pulled the ball to the left and flashed out of space in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, when the opponent's goalkeeper was completely blocked by his teammates, Yang Mo kicked out his left foot and sent the football into the goal with a long shot with poor strength.

Accompanied by Xu Liang's excited shout, the second half started just one and a half minutes after Yang Mo, who had just started the field, helped the White Real Madrid win a point.

However, in addition to slapping high with his excited teammates, Yang Mo's expression on his face seemed very ordinary.
Chapter completed!