Chapter 25 Quaresma's outside instep

Jiang Yuan trotted all the way to the cafeteria, finished his "luxury lunch" that the school provided to the football team during the game, and then returned to the dormitory.

"You can't enter the dormitory before 9pm! Which class are you from? Who is your homeroom teacher? Why are you being so sneaky?"

As soon as Jiang Yuan entered the door, the dormitory manager came out from a small room next to him. But compared to last time, Jiang Yuan did not run away this time. Instead, he took out the leave application in his hand.

"…Register here and you can leave."

When the aunt saw the handwritten note in Jiang Yuan's hand, she had no way to make things difficult for him. Jiang Yuan simply signed his name and returned to his dormitory.

Shoes, jerseys, shorts, tackle pants, socks...

Pieces of clothes were taken out of Jiang Yuan's schoolbag and thrown onto the bed. It was hard to imagine how he could stuff so many things into one bag.

Among these clothes, a white envelope stood out.

"This is……"

Jiang Yuan frowned. Why did he have no recollection of what was in his schoolbag? The problem was that Jiang Yuan had no habit of writing letters.

The envelope was glued together, there was no stamp on it, and not a single word on it. Jiang Yuan touched it and found something inside. It felt like it was just two or three sheets of letter paper at most.

"What the hell?"

Jiang Yuan guessed that he had probably taken other people's things when he was packing up after the game.

This should be a letter received by someone in the football team. Jiang Yuan had a guess in his mind and decided to put the letter back into his schoolbag first and ask who it belongs to when they meet for dinner.

But at this moment, the letter paper in the envelope fell out, and Jiang Yuan discovered that although the envelope was glued together, it was torn at the bottom, as if it had been scratched by the studs of a football shoe.

"Um……"

"Take a look, just once!"

In a state of anxiety, Jiang Yuan finally picked up the letter that fell on the ground and began to read it in his hands.

There was only one piece of letter paper, and only a few words were written on it.

[The day after tomorrow, draw]

"I fuck you!"

Jiang Yuan cursed out loud. He originally thought that the script would only start in the knockout round, so he didn’t take the previous two games seriously.

But now it seems that I have entered the script since the first game against Chongli Middle School?

Jiang Yuan's thoughts were in a mess right now. He sat on the bed and tried hard to recall the scores of the three group matches in his previous life.

In the previous life, the final score against Yuning No. 2 Middle School was 1:3, and the final score against Qunying Foreign Language School was 3:
和崇礼中学的比分江远忘记了，反正没有昨天4：0那么离谱，比分应该是2：0或者3：0。

Although Jiang Yuan in this life improved his football skills a lot in a short period of time with the help of the system, he helped Qingshan Middle School score more goals compared to his previous life.

But the problem is that the results of the first two games were both wins, and as for the result of the day after tomorrow's game, it is still unknown.

Jiang Yuan is not sure whether he was involved in match-fixing in the first two games. Now he has to face the match between the day after tomorrow and Qunying Foreign Language School, and it is certain that this match is fixed.

What bothered Jiang Yuan the most was not the fact that he had to win according to the script, but that he didn't know who was the one who fixed the match in the team, or rather... which ones?

"Hey……"

Jiang Yuan sighed. He couldn't do anything now. Giving the letter to He Qiongshan or Luo Kang was not a good option.

After a continuous ideological struggle, Jiang Yuan finally chose not to tell anyone.

draw?

I'm afraid you still have to ask me if I agree!
Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth, folded the letter and put it back into his schoolbag, then threw the football onto the bed.

Fall down and go to sleep.

……

However, just as Jiang Yuan was about to fall asleep, the familiar voice of the system sounded again.

[You got the outside of Quaresma's foot (right foot)]

Jiang Yuan 16 years and 7 months
Height: 177.5cm
Weight: XNUM X kg
Dominant foot: right foot
Left foot ability: 1 star (Golden Edge Luo's left foot ability is not unlocked)

First template: French supercar – Kylian Mbappé (18%)

Second template: Golden Flash-Cristiano Ronaldo (10%)

Side Effects: Born Involuted, I'm Sorry
Transfer price: 0 euros
???

!!!

wdf!

Jiang Yuan had ten thousand guesses about the reward. He thought he might get Mbappe or Ronaldo's template fragments, or maybe cell regeneration.

But the system gave him a harsh blow, the outside foot technique of Portuguese outside foot master Quaresma.

Jiang Yuan now only felt a slight burning sensation on the outside of his right foot. Without thinking too much, he knew that this was his reward.

Quaresma's outside of the foot is a shooting technique, but it is far more than just shooting. Currently, Ronaldinho's template is only 10%, and Jiang Yuan's reverse foot ability is only 1 star. This also causes Jiang Yuan to turn around after breaking through on the left and making a cross, wasting precious attacking time.

But with Quaresma's outside foot technique, Jiang Yuan no longer has this worry. He can completely use the outside of his right foot instead of his left foot to cross the ball, or... shoot!
In the afternoon, Jiang Yuan chose to relax his muscles in the equipment room with his teammates. He had just played a game in the morning, and according to He Qiongshan's teaching style, there would be no training content today.

A dozen starting players from Qingshan Middle School gathered in the equipment room, each with a mat, in pairs, using foam rollers, fascia balls and other tools to relax their partners. Jiang Yuan was of course in the same group with Jin Junjie. Since Jiang Yuan's competition intensity was quite high these two days, he received special care from Jin Junjie.

"I'm in a hurry!"

Jiang Yuan grabbed a corner of the mat with his hand, his expression extremely ferocious. It was painful to loosen the muscle fascia in this way, but it would also make recovery faster. If Jiang Yuan wanted to play in the game the day after tomorrow afternoon, he had to go through this inhuman torture.

In order to divert his attention, Jiang Yuan began to think wildly, but as he thought about it, he thought of the letter he saw a few hours ago. He hesitated for a while, and finally asked: "Do you think we can win the game the day after tomorrow?"

Jin Junjie grabbed one end of the foam roller with each hand and pressed hard on the gastrocnemius muscle on the back of Jiang Yuan's calf.

"Brother Yuan, what are you talking about? Aren't the heroes very weak? We have to score at least 5 goals against them. If we score less than 3 goals, we lose!"

Jin Junjie's tone was very relaxed. In his eyes, the heroes were not his opponents at all.

"You should at least respect your opponent..."

Chen Yushuo smiled bitterly. Jin Junjie’s emotional intelligence was indeed not high. Sometimes he didn’t think much before speaking.

"There's nothing much to say. There are no outsiders now. The elites are recognized by the whole province. They were originally in the advanced group and were upgraded to the super group last year. Even if I missed a penalty kick during the high school entrance examination, I wouldn't be selected into the elite group!"

What Jin Junjie said was a bit harsh, but it was the truth.

Qingshan Middle School's football recruitment score line is second in the province, while Qunying is 30th. The gap between the two is very large.

"Okay, okay, what do you think, Brother Shuo?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Chen Yushuo.

Chen Yushuo curled his lips: "What else can I do? Just kill them!"

"Brother Shuo, why are you like this? You look down on others, so why should I respect others?"

Jin Junjie was not convinced.

"I didn't say I looked down on the heroes. Did any of you hear that? No!"

"Hahahaha, Jin Junjie, you are quite funny!"

"Ha ha!"

……

The next day, Jiang Yuan asked for leave on the pretext of preparing for the provincial competition. He did not have to attend classes for the entire day. His classmates looked at him with envy.

But only Jiang Yuan knows the bitterness behind the path of football!
At 7: in the morning, Jiang Yuan stood alone on the football field and shouted to the air: "Come on!"

[The host takes a leave of absence, focusing only on training, triggering the hidden mission of internal competition! ]

[If you run 24km with the ball within 15 hours, you will be rewarded with one cell regeneration! ]

"call--"

Jiang Yuan let out a long breath, put on his running shoes, and ran around the football field while dribbling the ball.

The lactic acid that had been accumulated over the past few days finally erupted today. Jiang Yuan's thighs were swollen front and back, and his calves felt like they were filled with lead, making it difficult for him to walk.

But Jiang Yuan still chose to persevere. Although muscle relaxation is helpful in recovering the condition, the system still needs to take action to restore the condition to the full state.

"Done!"

Jiang Yuan wiped the sweat off his face onto the grass, took off his shirt, and ran with his bare chest.

Just as Jiang Yuan was immersed in the pain brought to his body by running, a fat middle-aged man appeared on the playground.

Jiang Yuan recognized the uncle. Wasn't this Wang Hongming, the principal of Qingshan Middle School?

"Hello, Principal!"

Jiang Yuan ran to Wang Hongming and greeted him breathlessly. Although he was undergoing systematic special training, he still had to give the principal face.

However, just when Jiang Yuan was about to walk around Wang Hongming, Wang Hongming stopped him and said, "Student, wait a moment!"

Jiang Yuan felt a chill on his back, and his instinctive fear of the school leaders made him stop running with the ball.

"Principal, I asked for leave to come out for training in preparation for the provincial super league..."

Before Wang Hongming could speak, Jiang Yuan took the lead in explaining. He was afraid that Wang Hongming would mistakenly think that he had sneaked out during class, so he had to explain it clearly first.

"I know, I was the one who arranged the football team's holiday these days"

"Didn't you notice that during the provincial super league in previous years, our No. 1 Middle School football team didn't have such a long vacation?"

Wang Hongming said with a smile.

Jiang Yuan finally realized what Wang Hongming said. Yes, why did every head teacher write several leave notes to the football players in their class during the provincial competition this year? You know, the joint entrance examination will be held in another month and a half!
Jiang Yuan held his chin with his hand: "Does the school attach extra importance to the provincial competition this year?"

Jiang Yuan guessed that this was probably the only reason.

"No, it's not"

Wang Hongming smiled and shook his head, maintaining his kind face.

"It's because of you!"

……

(End of this chapter)