I am the king of football

Chapter 1 The Big Guy Who Recklessly

In 2011, it was summer on the banks of the River Hull in Yorkshire, England.

On a large training ground, two young teams wearing red and blue training uniforms are playing a game.

On the protective net beside the stadium, there was a banner with both Chinese and English words hanging: "Hull City China-UK Friendship Trial Summer Camp". It was obvious that this was a cross-border football exchange match.

The players wearing blue uniforms are the U17 youth training team of Hull City Club, while the players wearing red uniforms are a group of young players from China. At this moment, these Chinese players are being completely suppressed by the opponent on the court and they can't even get the ball.

On one side of the court stood an expressionless foreign coach and his translator, while in another coaching area stood a Chinese coach who was roaring angrily.

"Get the ball back! Aren't you ashamed?!"

Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with the lagging situation at the moment. Unfortunately, despite the roar from their coach, the players on the court still did not have more outbursts to save the situation.

Because the number on the scoreboard had already become 0-5, it was difficult for them to muster the will to continue fighting against the opponent group of players of the same age who were clearly crushing them.

Seeing that the tragedy would continue to escalate as the Hull City players continued to exert their strength, the home team coach Hearn walked towards the helpless Chinese coach Li Xiang.

"Coach Li, let's end this opening game here. I believe your players will learn a lot in the next seven days."

"No, the game will go on as usual until the last minute."

Li Xiang naturally saw that the other party wanted to give him face, but he had no intention of letting his players release themselves early. This group of top youth training talents in the country had already reached the top, and today he would let them see what it meant that there are always people better than you.

"Okay, Coulson, take control!"

Hearn really didn't want to embarrass the Chinese team. After all, this was the first time the club had interacted with the Chinese market. Although the strength of these Chinese players was average, each of them had paid 50,000 pounds in cash to their club.

Since he had given the money, he had to give the other party face. Therefore, after Li Xiang rejected the proposal to end the game early, he shouted to his U17 captain Coulson on the court, reminding him to control the situation.

However, at this moment Coulson had no time to respond to his coach, because he was performing a back-hook clearance when facing a long pass from the opponent's midfielder, who he had no idea who to target.

With an elegant leap into the air and a perfect overhead kick, Coulson, a center back, thought his clearance was absolutely artistic. This wonderful illusion lasted until he turned over and saw a burly figure flying up into the sky.

"boom!"

There was a dull thud and a huge impact force came from the ball. Coulson felt his entire right foot go numb. He lost his balance and fell to the ground face up. Only then did he see the protagonist of the majestic figure - the No. 9 player of the Red Team.

At this time, the opponent had already chased the ball that was headed into the penalty area like an angry tiger.

"It's crazy."

At the sidelines, the home team coach Hearn exclaimed repeatedly. Although the red number 9 did head the ball out from under Coulson's feet, but if the ball was headed out from under the feet of a person who was doing a bicycle kick, and there was an accident in any link, as the one who was using his head to challenge the feet wearing sneakers, he would definitely be injured.

"Tiger, don't be so fierce!"

Li Xiang was also shocked by his teammate's desperate fight for the ball, but when he saw Qin Hu heading the ball towards the opponent's penalty area, his tone was not only worried but also a little relieved. At least there were still tough players in the team.

"Oh!"

After stealing the ball, the red No. 9 took two steps at a time and broke into the penalty area after a huge gap was left in the opponent's central defender, and then kicked the ball hard.

This was a shot without any skill but full of dominance, because it was infused with all the strength of this center forward who was only seventeen years old but was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

"Shu~"

“Sh ...

The ball flew into the goal at an extremely fast speed, passing over the Hull City goalkeeper who had not yet reacted, and the score on the field changed from 0-5 to 1-5.

"Roar!!!"

Turning around and rushing to the coaching area, the name on the back of the red team's No. 9 jersey was fully revealed - Qin Hu, as his name suggests, a striker as strong as a tiger.

At that moment, the other red team members on the field also gathered around. They were all 17-year-old boys, and their enthusiasm came and went quickly. At this moment, they were more or less inspired by their forward's goal. "Brother Tiger is awesome!"

"It's no wonder that you can come here for free. It's different."

Yes, Qin Hu is the only player among the fifteen people in this summer camp who can participate without paying any money. His fierce goals also directly reflect that his level is different from that of other players who paid to come to the UK to gild themselves.

"Okay, cheer up from now on. Huzi, you stay in the front court and wait for the ball. The rest of you stay back and make long passes. Give the ball to those who can pass it accurately, don't just pass it to other people's feet!"

"Understand coach!"

Li Xiang patted Qin Hu's back with satisfaction at the beginning, and then began to arrange the tactics for the rest of the game. At this moment, the game had reached the 57th minute, and they could not let the opponent expand this humiliating score no matter what.

As for whether they could score a goal, the nearly sixty minutes before had already proved that apart from relying on Qin Hu, the other offensive players could not play any role at all against the youth training of the Championship team.

This made Li Xiang, who initially thought that he could at least fight the opponent with a group of top youth training players in the Chinese Super League, very helpless. Now he can only try his best.

After a brief celebration, players from both teams returned to the court.

"Watch out for the opponent's No. 9!"

Coulson had already climbed up from the ground. His underestimation of the enemy had given the other side a big gift. The faces of the Hull City players, who had previously thought that this group of Chinese players were vulnerable, also changed.

So, in the subsequent games, the home team wearing blue jerseys became serious again.

In contrast, the Chinese players of the Red Team gradually rekindled their fighting spirit after having a backbone and core. At least in their hearts, they had determined that they would never let the opponent break through their goal again.

In the subsequent game, although the Red Team's defensive retreat was ugly, it did make the Hull City players, who had previously shouted "easy", taste the toughness of the situation.

As the ball was constantly given to several players with a certain degree of accuracy in long passes, they still posed a certain threat to the opponent in the frontcourt by relying on Qin Hu's physique and heading ability which far exceeded that of people of his age.

As time passed, the game became tense. Hearn, who had been expressionless before, became serious and began to direct the players on the field.

In the eyes of Hull City's defenders, the figure of the red number 9 is deeply rooted in their hearts.

Despite being nearly 1.9 meters tall, they still have good running ability and great strength. Even their captain Coulson was defeated in several confrontations, and the opponents successfully headed the ball back several times.

Fortunately, the opponent's training was obviously not professional enough, and some offensive details and positioning were quite rough. In addition, the opponent had no teammates to cooperate with him. Coulson, who was in high spirits, finally restricted Qin Hu and did not give him the opportunity to break through the defense line.

However, facing the opponent's desperate pressing and collision every time, even though Coulson was over 1.8 meters tall, he still felt that his body was about to be torn apart by the opponent.

The game came to the 87th minute, and the Red Team created a corner kick opportunity through the cooperation between Qin Hu and the team's right forward.

For the Chinese players who have hardly advanced into the threatening area on the ground, a set piece is definitely a great opportunity to score. All the players on the team who are good at heading the ball appeared in the penalty area.

When the ball flew high and fell into the penalty area, Qin Hu's figure appeared again. Coulson jumped up at the same time and gritted his teeth but failed to head the opponent. The ball was hit hard into the goal.

"DUANG!"

With a dull thud, the ball hit the bottom of the crossbar and flew into the goal. Even though it covered a large enough area, the Hull City goalkeeper was unable to block this goal.

"nice shot!!!"

Li Xiang on the side shouted excitedly, and the members of the Red Team also rushed towards Qin Hu frantically.

The emotions that had been suppressed for the entire game burst out at this moment. Although the score was clearly 2-5, this group of excited young people created an atmosphere of a decisive victory.

In the end, the game ended with a score of 2-5. The originally one-sided situation changed everything because of Qin Hu's appearance.

On the sidelines, Hull City coach Hearn kept his eyes on Qin Hu for a long time.

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