This Is Called Poor Students Class? This Is The Whole Class!

With just one goal, Chu Xiaoran showed his monstrous football talent.

Coach Fernando and Hunter are professionals in the wealthy club Chelsea.

Their knowledge and understanding of football is unmatched by a low-level coach like Sun Dahai.

The physical talent, running awareness, timing control, and shooting accuracy that Chu Xiaoran showed on the court all amazed Fernando and the others.

"Coach Hunter, are there any outstanding students like him in our youth academy?"

As soon as Fernando said the words, his eyes widened in disbelief.

He himself didn't believe that he would ask such a question.

Their youth academy is the youth academy of the football club Chelsea.

How could there be no outstanding players?

It was Chu Xiaoran's performance that surpassed Yu's, which made Fernando ask this question subconsciously.

Coach Hunter thought for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

"Honestly, I can't believe it's real."

"But the reality is that in our academy, there are no students with such outstanding talents as him!"

He is the head coach of Chelsea Club's youth team.

The players he has come into contact with are all professional players who will be sent to major clubs in the future.

What is the level of football in Longguo? Can Coach Hunter not know?

But the talent and strength shown by Chu Xiaoran just now made the head coach of the youth team of this wealthy club have self-doubt.

The entire Chelsea Youth Academy couldn't find a player as outstanding as Chu Xiaoran?

Coach Hunt was reluctant to believe it.

But all this is actually happening.

"Coach Hunt, our chance for Chelsea is here!"

Fernando rolled his eyes and said to Hunter with a smile.

Coach Hunter is also a good person, and he quickly understood.

"Fernando, you must sign him!"

The two old foxes smiled at each other, and continued to look at the unfinished game on the green field.

"Brother Meg..."

On the court, Zhang Ping walked to Mei Yuwen's side, feeling uneasy.

He was the last valve that just blocked Chu Xiaoran, and Chu Xiaoran shot in front of his face.

Such a humiliating goal made Zhang Ping very angry.

On Mei Yuwen's originally cold face, there was a trace of gloom.

"Later, you will cooperate with Shen Mingyi, and a few of us will play a tactic. There are only two of them, and they cannot be defended."

Zhang Ping nodded, "Don't worry, Brother Mei, we will definitely feed the ball to your feet!"

"Humph!"

Mei Yuwen snorted coldly, not knowing whether it was for Zhang Ping or Chu Xiaoran.

Re-tee.

Shen Mingyi stepped on the football and nodded secretly when he saw Zhang Ping and the others' expressions.

They have been playing football together for a long time, and there is still some cooperation that should be there.

Besides, there were only two people on the opposite side, and they could easily crush each other just by relying on crowd tactics.

Thinking of this, Shen Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Two people, how could it be possible to defend 11 of them?

Just a direct lob shot can kill them!

Unfortunately, this behavior was banned from the very beginning.

But even if you can't cheat, the forward attack of 11 people cannot be prevented by two people.

The corner of Shen Mingyi's mouth raised, and he passed the ball directly to Zhang Ping's feet on the left rear.

Their ideas were good, but they completely ignored the perverted degree of Xu Jie and Chu Xiaoran, both teachers and students.

Whoosh!

A figure came later and intercepted the football before it reached Zhang Ping's feet.

Immediately afterwards, kick up directly.

The football drew a beautiful arc from near the midfield, bypassed everyone in the Fuche team, and shot into the goal!

The entire Olympic Sports Center was deathly quiet!

Shen Mingyi stuck in place like a log.

Zhang Ping watched helplessly as Chu Xiaoran intercepted the football halfway and shot violently.

Before Mei Yuwen could catch the ball, the offense was over.

The goalkeeper of the Fuqie team had fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Coach Sun Dahai was short of breath.

There was no sound on the bench.

The pen that Coach Hunter was planning to use for scoring fell to the ground.

Fernando swallowed hard.

Everyone is crazy!

How about putting it here to shoot Shaolin football?

How can this be done by humans?

After being dazed, the members of the Fuqie team didn't believe in evil, and they played a few tricks with Xu Jie and Chu Xiaoran.

But without exception, they were abused to pieces!

An absurd match soon came to an end.

It was not Xu Jie's goal to play against the Fuqie team.

His purpose was to let Fernando and Hunter see Chu Xiaoran's talent and strength.

Now, his goal has been achieved.

So what is he going to do with Fuche?

"Fernando, my old friend, what do you think of my disciple?"

After Xu Jie left the field, the game ended naturally.

He came to Fernando's side and asked with a smile.

"Oh, God, he's so good."

"Xu, you really gave me a big surprise!"

Fernando was not stingy in his praise of Chu Xiaoran, "You are right, you didn't make me come here for nothing!"

"I have just discussed with coach Hunter, we can sign him at any time."

"Believe me, Xu, he will definitely get the best training in our Chelsea."

"I can't wait to see him in Europe."

Standing beside Xu Jie, Chu Xiaoran was overjoyed when he heard Fernando's words.

He, Chu Xiaoran, was really signed by Chelsea's youth training.

He can really go to Europe to play football!

Chu Xiaoran glanced at Teacher Xu, who was talking to Fernando, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Teacher Xu, I will not let you down!

Li Weiqiang, the principal of Fuche Football School, and Mai Rushan, the manager of R&F Group, are behind Fernando and the others.

When the two of them heard the words of the translator, they were shocked.

This pair of people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere actually won the favor of Mr. Fernando and the others?

The teenager who showed terrifying football talent and strength on the green field was really signed by Chelsea?

Their Fuqie football school has been running for so many years, and there has never been a single student who has really entered the eyes of the Chelsea club!

Why? !

Sun Dahai walked to Li Weiqiang's side and asked in a low voice, "Principal, ask them if there are any players in our team that they like."

Li Weiqiang nodded, this was not only Sun Dahai's idea, but also the thoughts of several of them.

So, Li Weiqiang came to Fernando, bent down, and asked respectfully:

"Mr. Fernando, I wonder if there are any players in our Fuche team who have the honor to go back to Europe with you?"

The accompanying interpreter told Fernando Li Weiqiang's words.

Fernando shook his head.

"Their level is so poor."

"The No. 10 who played the best football must have a hidden injury on his foot. If you don't want to ruin your future, you should go to the hospital immediately."

Fernando was outspoken and did not give Li Weiqiang and the others a loss of face.

At the same time, like Xu Jie, he saw the hidden dangers in Mei Yuwen's body at a glance.

After hearing the translator's words, Li Weiqiang's face instantly turned into a pig liver color, and Mai Rushan and Sun Dahai beside him also looked angry and did not dare to vent their anger.

Fuqie Football School, to put it mildly, is a professional football school jointly established by R&F Group and Chelsea Club.

To put it bluntly, it's just that domestic capitalists who like to play football pay a lot of money to ask others to name them!

How caring is the Chelsea club really?

Do not make jokes!

It's just because the silly bosses in Longguo gave too much!