(PS: The novel started in late October 2014)
The ace striker Osman Andres, who was sitting on the substitutes 'bench, had the same gaze as everyone else. He was focused on Tang Zhe and frowned.
In addition to being the ace striker of the University of Barcelona's autonomous team, he was also a substitute striker for Barcelona's B team.
From his professional perspective, Tang Zhe's performance could be considered professional, especially his speed, technique, and calmness in front of the goal!
After a brief comparison, Osman Andres realized that he could not match Tang Zhe's performance at all.
However…there was a question that lingered in his mind.
Why was his performance so low in the first twenty minutes?
Could it be that he had not adjusted his condition?
At the thought of this, Andres nodded thoughtfully.
If 2:5 still had a certain psychological advantage, then as the score became 3:5. The players of the University of Barcelona's school team were completely flustered.
Especially Francesco, who had a grudge with Tang Zhe. The anger in his heart became even more intense, and he wanted to vent it immediately.
After celebrating the goal with his teammates, Tang Zhe walked to the center circle and stopped in front of Francesco. He spread his hands and said playfully,""Hey, old friend, I'm not afraid to tell you that I'll score another goal before the end of the first half! Do you believe me?"
Francesco glanced at Tang Zhe and clenched his fists.
Tang Zhe looked down at Francesco's clenched fists and grinned.""Are you trying to teach me a lesson with your fists?”
"Sure!" After saying that, Tang Zhe slapped his handsome face with his right palm."Hit me here."
The young Francesco couldn't withstand Tang Zhe's provocation. He raised his right fist and was about to punch Tang Zhe. He wanted to use his fist to tell the Chinese people in front of him that some people…shouldn't be provoked!
However, at this moment, Aaron suddenly hugged Francesco and said solemnly,""Calm down! Don't be fooled by him. If you really hit him, you will be sent off with a red card, which is very disadvantageous to us!”
The away team, Tongji University, had scored three goals in a row. If the home team had one player sent off, Tongji University, who had played one more player, might have been able to equalize the score or even overtake!
Amateur players had different abilities, but once their psychological fluctuations were too great, their self-confidence would drop greatly, and they would be defeated.
Therefore…he had to increase the score again!
"Osman!"
Andres heard the coach's voice and quickly stood up from the bench and took off his coat.
"Wow, Osman is about to make his appearance!"
"Let the damned Chinese know that we are invincible!”
"If we defeat the yellow pig, we will definitely win!”
At the same time, a loud shout suddenly sounded in the area where the home team supporters were in the audience. The Chinese students studying at the autonomous university of Barcelona exclaimed,"Barcelona's substitute striker, Osman Andres, finally can't sit still anymore!”
Tang Zhe, who was waiting for an opportunity, heard the cheers from the sidelines and couldn't help but turn his head to look.
However, Tang Zhe's attention did not stay on the sidelines, even though he knew that Andres was a substitute striker for Barcelona's B team.
Would a man with the 'Superstar' system, who would stand at the top of the football world in the future, pay attention to a substitute player who did not have many chances to play in Barcelona's B team?
Andres, who was warming up, noticed Tang Zhe's disdainful gaze and raised his eyebrows.
After half a minute, Andres was speechless.
Tang Zhe's back-to-back possession helped Tongji University get a direct free kick about 26 meters away from the goal.
Logically speaking, it was very difficult to score a goal from a direct free kick in this position in an amateur game.
However, Tang Zhe completed a very high-quality direct free kick. After he used the free kick card to kick out, the football carried an obvious inner arc, crossed the human wall, and then bypassed Kuhn's extended right arm, which was flying to pounce on the ball. It brushed against the inner edge of the left goal post and crashed into the snow-white net...
The score of 5:3 instantly became 5:4。
"Beautiful free kick!"
The blue-eyed ponytailed young woman did not care about the area where the home team's supporters were and exclaimed.
The other home team supporters were also surprised by Tang Zhe's direct free kick. After all, there might not be such a wonderful direct free kick in the professional league.
Even if some of them were prejudiced against the Chinese, football had no borders.
Tang Zhe's direct free-kick was impeccable. Even Barcelona's main goalkeeper, Mario Polo, might not be able to save the ball.
"Elena, you seem to be very interested in this Chinese boy.”
The princess, who looked like she had walked out of a fairy tale, had a smile on her face. Her blue eyes stared at Tang Zhe as she smiled and said to her best friend, Araba,"He's very strong and gives me the feeling that he's playing football like Leo. It's simple and unadorned, but the effect is unparalleled.”
“Oh-My-God！”
Araba covered her red lips with her right hand and said in surprise,""You said he looks like Leo Messi?"
Messi was supreme in Barcelona.
Araba really didn't expect her best friend to give Tang Zhe such a high evaluation.
Elena rolled her eyes at her best friend and shrugged.""I said he played like Leo.”
"What's the difference?" Araba whispered in Elena's ear.
"Hehe." Elena playfully spat her head out, then bumped her shoulder against Araba. She pointed at Tang Zhe and said,""Hey, do you know him?"
" You…" Araba's eyes widened."The campus belle of Barcelona's autonomous university wants to know that Chinese guy?”
"Why not?" Elena brushed her bangs with her right hand and smiled like a flower."I don't know why, but I enjoy watching him play. It's like when my dad took me to Camp Nou when I was young and saw Leo Messi play for the first time.”
"I think it's a city high school exchange competition. I don't know him either.”
The atmosphere in the football field was feverish, and everyone's attention was basically on the field. However, as the campus belle of the Barcelona Autonous University and a newcomer who was the focus of Filmax, the largest film and television company in Catalan, Elena received a lot of attention in Barcelona. Therefore, when someone heard Elena's high evaluation of Tang Zhe, they pouted and said unhappily,"It's just an amateur competition. I'm sure that guy is lucky. How can he compete with Leo? I don't think he's even worthy of carrying Leo's shoes.”
Elena ignored him. She had seen too many people like him. They simply wanted to make themselves look up to him.
At this moment, she was already thinking if she should recommend Tang Zhe to her father, who was a scout at FC Barcelona.
Although this game was at the amateur level, Tang Zhe's performance was completely at the professional level. Moreover, many players relied on playing in the amateur league to maintain their form before playing in the professional league.
Perhaps, this Chinese man in front of him was a piece of unpolished jade!
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