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Zhang Yang looked at everything in front of him in amazement.

What's going on?

He couldn't believe his eyes. Everything in front of him was so familiar. This was actually the training ground for the Marseille youth team. Although he only came to the Marseille youth team for two or three days, Zhang Yang believed that he would not read it wrong. This was the training ground for the Marseille youth team.

I was still in the apartment just now, but why did I come to the training ground in the blink of an eye?

At this time, he thought of the so-called King of Football System time copy in his mind. Could this be that time copy training system?

It wasn't an illusion, right? Zhang Yang pinched his thighs and it hurt. This was not an illusion. At least his current feeling was real, and the scene in front of him was also real. He could even see the branches and leaves of the branches beside the training pool swaying in the wind, and a German black back ran over from the training pool. It was the patrol dog named Dick, the guard of the training ground.

This is the so-called time copy training system? Here is the training, and here is the difference between time and reality? According to what was said before, there is no concept of time in the copy. Even if you train for a few days, it will only be a few minutes in reality.

Since I can't figure out what's going on, Zhang Yang is too lazy to think about it. Anyway, I'm racking my brains now and it's impossible for me to figure it out for the time being. It's better to just go with the situation.

Since this time copy system is for training, start training.

Zhang Yang started the warm-up activity first, and he ran around the training ground for a few laps. Tsk, this feeling was nothing different from that in reality, and he also felt physically exhausted. He took a deep breath, and the faint salty smell of the sea breeze in the air was exactly the same as in reality.

This was really amazing and cruel. He stopped jogging, moved his ankles on the sidelines, twisted his butt, and jumped around for a few times.

Uh—Where is the ball?

Why don’t you even have a ball when you let yourself train?

While he was scratching his head, he heard a wind in his head. Before he could react, something hit his head.

"Who sneaked into me?" Seeing the ball that was still rolling on the ground, Zhang Yang was so angry that he looked around. Guess what he saw, the guy Yashioy came over from the other end of the training ground.

This guy is so ungrateful! Zhang Yang looked at Yashioi who was walking slowly with his arms in his arms, and was very upset. Then he was surprised again. Isn't this in the dungeon? Why do he also have such emotional fluctuations? This feeling made Zhang Yang feel too fantastic. He subconsciously thought that he was in the real environment.

The next second, Yashioi's words made Zhang Yang even more popular.

"Zhang, do you have a tendency to be masochistic?" Yashioy asked with a proud look on his face.

Zhang Yang was a little puzzled. Why did you say this?

Seeing Zhang Yang's muddy, Yashioy pointed at Zhang Yang and laughed, "Did you not be abused by me to orgasm during the afternoon training? Now I'll ask me to practice more?"

Do you deserve a beating? I'm very angry, quite angry, don't force me, I'm very good at beating.

Zhang Yang clenched his fists, and the next second, his anger disappeared as if he had farted. He understood a little. This bastard was called by himself! No, to be precise, he summoned him. He was very upset about being despised and abused by Yashioi during the training session this afternoon. He was always worried about improving himself and finding the place. Now, when entering this wonderful time copy training system, Yashioi appeared. This guy is here to accompany him for training.

People think about something every day and night and dream about something, but they think about something in their mind, and they can actually be reflected in the copy.

This discovery made Zhang Yang inexplicably excited. It was equivalent to being able to conduct targeted training without restraint. It was simply great. He was never afraid of hard training, but now he was afraid that he didn't have enough time.

At this time, a modern girl appeared beside the training ground. This girl was really a little bit. Her short leather pants wrapped around her round buttocks and slender legs. Her eyes moved upwards. The waves were like anger, and her face was quite beautiful. Hey, what was that? This girl was holding a horizontal plate in her hand.

He raised it towards Zhang Yang, and it clearly stated: On October 24, 2005, rookie Zhang Yang officially entered the Novice Village.

Then, the girl looked at Zhang Yang with a coquettish look, yes, just a look of contempt. Then she disappeared suddenly.

Zhang Yang's good mood broke out instantly.

He wants to cut people, which system designed by a mixed ball? I cut him alive! He doesn't slap people in the face, and he doesn't humiliate the chicken. He doesn't bring such a chicken.

Is it my birth to contempt for you?

Do you think you are God or God who overlooks the earth?

Zhang Yang's face looked very bad. He gritted his teeth and made a creaking sound.

Although this King of Football System may be able to bring him unimaginable help, the current attitude of this system, such contempt and despise him, made him very upset!

All humans have dignity!

That's right, I'm not strong now! That's right, it's the rookie you mentioned! But.

But—Zhang Yang originally wanted to say that no one deserves to be despised and looked down upon when he was born!

However, he couldn't say it anymore, because in this world, especially on the football field, strength is the most respectful! The strong are the boss, and only the strong can win respect! Win respect! The weak are looked down upon!

After thinking it through, Zhang Yang felt humiliated and unhappy, but he also felt endless fighting spirit in his chest!

I have feet, hands, tenacity, endless strength, determination to pursue dreams, and too many reasons to strive for!

As long as I work hard every day and work harder every day, I will make progress and improve!

As long as there is hope, you must keep working hard. Without hope, create hope and continue to work hard!

Don’t you think you are God for this fucking system?

I have a spear! I will poke a big hole in you sooner or later.

The Master said: Sun and sky!

Yashioy passed a half-high ball to the goal.

Zhang Yang ran with the ball passing line and finally ran to the ball's line. He reluctantly shot, weak and powerless.

"Are you at this level?" Yashioy's sarcasm sounded again.

Zhang Yang was quite popular, and he didn't know how long he had been practicing in this copy training. Anyway, from beginning to end, Yaxioi has been sarcastic at him. Sometimes Zhang Yang completed a better shot, so this guy nodded and said arrogantly, "I finally didn't waste my pass."

"When you are preparing to receive the shot, you must adjust your step and grasp the entire shooting rhythm to the best state at the moment of shooting." Yashioi said slowly.

Zhang Yang always felt that when Yashioi was giving advice to him, he was more like memorizing textbooks. As the training progressed, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

Could it be that the copy program was spoken through Yashioy's mouth? Such words are the most likely. Zhang Yang did not believe that Yashioy would be so powerful and could be qualified to teach him these... Well, he forgot that in this copy space, wasn't Yashioy a virtual one?

"Boy is waiting, I will take revenge." Every time I am mocked and mocked by Yashioi, Zhang Yang will grit his teeth with great strength.

He now wants to pounce on and give this guy an old punch. In fact, he once planned to do this, but before his fist fell on Yashioi's head, he felt like he was bounced away like an electric shock. He even heard a sound of alarm whistle, "Warning, warning, rookie classmate, please restrain your behavior! In the novice village, any behavior that attacks the coach is shameful."

What a shame!

Damn novice village!

Zhang Yang wanted to cry without tears.

Then, he wondered if his strength had improved and he could leave this damn novice village, and he could just think about it.

Zhang Yang's resentment towards Yashioi in the dungeon was so strong that when he picked up Yashioi the next day, the inexplicable resentment made Yashioi very surprised. Yashioi looked at Zhang Yang and said, "Isn't it just that I was abused by training yesterday? Can't you afford to lose?"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and glared at Yashioy fiercely, "Wait and see!"

This Yashioi is not that Yashioi... she muttered, but she seems to be worthy of a beating.

Yashioy, who was walking behind him, was confused, and then there was a trace of black thread on his forehead. He understood the words Zhang Yang said.

Zhang Yang began his tense and fulfilling Marseille youth team career.

During the day, I practiced actively after the training. After the training, I returned to the apartment at night and then went into the dungeon of the King of Football System and was trained carefully.

That's really the saying, it hurts and is happy.

Why do you say that? Because although it is very hard and tiring, Zhang Yang can feel that his strength is improving. Although this improvement is very small, he can feel it.

For example, his shooting success rate yesterday was 19%, and today was 21%. This is progress, isn’t it?

Zhang Guodong looked at the sky and it was a little gloomy. It seemed that it was going to rain again. The weather this year was a bit abnormal. In previous years, it rarely rained, but this year it was constantly raining. There was never much rain in late autumn in the north. I don’t know what happened this year.

The continuous autumn rain brought a lot of trouble to Zhang Guodong's work. He rode a tricycle to carry passengers. The road was slippery on rainy days and was prone to accidents. The rain from late autumn hit his face so cold. If it poured into his neck, he would be trembling with ice. However, Zhang Guodong was still quite satisfied. He was riding an electric tricycle now, which was much better than before when he used to pedal tricycle with his feet.

This morning, a guest said he wanted to go to Wucun. No matter how many tricycles were willing to go to that place, it would be remote. The key is that the road is difficult to walk on. The dirt road is so muddy when rainwater is poured on. The tricycles may overturn if they are not careful on such a road.

Zhang Guodong took over this job, and he proposed to add five dollars. The customer agreed without saying a word. Obviously, the customer also knew that Wucun Road was difficult to walk, so he didn't expect that there would be a tricycle to go there. Seeing that Zhang Guodong was willing to go, it was too late to be happy and didn't care about paying more than five dollars. To be fair, the more five dollars a three-wheeler is not too much, and it's quite kind.

It's a good risk today. If Zhang Guodong hadn't been careful and hadn't opened quickly, he might have fallen into a ditch.

After taking this job, Zhang Guodong returned home. Seeing his wife moving fruits from the cart to the store, he quickly wiped the rainwater from his forehead, took off his coat, which was soaked in the rain, and threw it on the chair, helping to unload the goods.

Zhang Yang's father Zhang Guodong rode the tricycle himself after he was laid off, while Zhang Yang's mother Li Shufen opened a small fruit shop at the door of her house.

Seeing his wife working hard to carry a box of fruit to the store, Zhang Guodong looked stern, "Is it okay if I don't say it, just ask the delivery master to help unload the goods."

"Then you have to pay five more dollars. I don't want to give it up." Li Shufen was unhappy. "It's okay to be tired or hard, so it's okay to save some money for the two of them. Zhang Yang needs money to do anything abroad. You can't let the children be wronged. There is also a marriage between Dahai and Xiaoli. We should also do it. It's lively. Xiaoli's child is good and cannot make people feel wronged."

"Okay, I got it, you're talking all day long." Zhang Guodong waved his hand and told his wife not to move. "You go and pour me a glass of water and I'll just move it."

Li Shufen knew that his wife felt sorry for her and felt happy. She brought another box of fruit before pouring water for Zhang Guodong.

The couple are honest people, willing to endure hardships, and earn money with their own strength. Logically speaking, they should have saved some money after working so hard over the years. However, after his son Zhang Yang entered the football school to play football, he went out like flowing water.

I remember when I first arrived at the football school, I heard that Zhang Yang's tuition fee alone was more than 20,000 yuan in one semester. Li Shufen shivered in distress. The couple saved some money for more than ten years, and then they went to this old man.

However, Zhang Guodong made the decision and said that he would let his son go to the football school no matter what. Playing football is his son’s dream! They would rather endure more than suffer more than make the child suffer.

Speaking of which, between Zhang Yang and Zhang Dahai, the couple really didn't favor either. They were both their own children, and their palms and backs were all their flesh. However, Zhang Dahai was the eldest brother, and he was more sensible and knew to love his younger brother. For Zhang Yang's football dream, Zhang Dahai even gave up the opportunity to go to college despite his family's opposition.

Although Zhang Dahai, who was the elder brother, insisted on doing this himself, Zhang Guodong and Li Shufen always felt that they owed their eldest son, so they thought they could have a prosperous career when their eldest son got married.

Zhang Guodong had just put down the goods, sat on the chair, took a glass of water handed over by his wife, and took a break, and then heard his cell phone ringing, and then heard his wife's excited voice, "Son, I am a mother, how are you doing recently? How are you doing in your health."

Zhang Guodong knew that it was called by his youngest son Zhang Yang. He tilted his head towards the store and was ready to take the phone at any time.

After chatting with his son for a long time, Zhang Guodong shouted anxiously, "I said hurry up, my son is internationally long-distance, it's expensive!"

Only then did Li Shufen reluctantly hand over the phone, "Son, your dad wants to talk to you." Finally, she shouted, "Son, if you don't have enough money, just say a word."

"Zhang Yang, I am my father." Zhang Guodong took the phone and said excitedly that he already knew what his son was doing when he went abroad. Zhang Yang confessed to him. In fact, after Zhang Yang had just gone abroad, Zhang Guodong knew.
To be continued...