"That guy actually scored a goal?"

"Aowu~"

Even the teammates in the red vest felt incredible, and Vardy actually scored a goal.

Many people used to think that Vardy was impossible to score. Even if the ball was passed, he couldn't control the ball. What else would he talk about shooting?

Vardy gave them the impression that they couldn't hold the ball, could not pass, and could not score goals.

But now, it's a slap in the face.

Even the youth team coach slapped the face.

Because he also thinks that Vardy is a waste and will not have any effect.

But the first time Zheng Zhi passed the ball to Valdi, Vardy scored the goal. He was very fast and shot quickly, just like an excellent striker!

Is this Vardy really the one they know?

"It's not that he shot beautifully, but that the captain passed so well."

"I don't know he will pass this way. I should stop this high-altitude ball as soon as possible."

"I thought he wouldn't pass it up?"

The Yellow Team quickly excused the goal.

"The captain bullies people. He is here, we can't play anymore. How could we beat him?"

"No, no, no, we can kill him. He is on the bench side. As long as we are not careless, we can. Besides, maybe we have the chance to go to the first team because of this!"

...

Vardy hugged Zheng Zhi happily, and tears almost burst out from his eyes.

Excited,

move,

There is also a strong warmth.

This is a warm assist, like a love that has been waiting for a long time.

It finally came.

“Beautiful job.”

"That's how it looks."

"You are a hungry lion, looking for prey at any time. Football is your prey, and no one can steal your ball."

Zheng Zhi inspired Vardy in a timely manner.

Then he lowered his voice again.

"It's not that you are not strong, it's that they don't know how strong you are."

“But I know.”

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This is the inspiration of the Chelsea captain!

This is how faith grows madly!

Whenever Zheng Zhi got the ball, at least two players came from the front, and behind him there was a guy trying to sneak attack.

But Zheng Zhi still played with ease, and had a lot of fun with fried croquettes and Marseille slams, and the guys from the youth team couldn't grab the ball.

On the contrary, there was still no one around Vardy pressing him.

Maybe everyone still insists that Vardy is not good because Zheng Zhi is too strong?

Anyway, that's the scene.

Zheng Zhi took all this in his eyes, and soon, the opportunity to slap in the face appeared again. In the opponent's half, Zheng Zhi once again walked out of the three of them, and this time, he gave Valdi a straight pass.

The scalpel-like straight pass tore the defenses of the two central defenders in front and drilled through them, and Vardy once again used extraordinary speed to penetrate behind them!

Once again, a single shot was formed, and the ball was sent into the goal again.

"Water?"

"Water?"

"Wardfack?!"

"He scored another goal!"

"So fast."

"What are those guys on the other side doing? Why did he get the one-on-one again?" The Red Team began to laugh at the Yellow Team.

The Yellow Team also had an internal strife.

"Why didn't you stare at him?"

"Are you fucking waiting?"

"Bastard, what did you say? Aren't you the same? You should run back as soon as possible."

"No matter how bad you are, you should be offside."

Vardy rushed towards Zheng Zhi again, and Zheng Zhi raised his hands and slapped Vardy to celebrate.

"alright."

"I'll kick this one today, you should know how to do it." Zheng Zhi then patted Vardy on the shoulder.

"Remember, you are the one who decides the game, and all of them should surround you!"

After saying that, Zheng Zhi walked off the stadium.

The head coach of the youth team immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Zheng,"

"You won't kick?"

"Yes, I won't play anymore. You see, Vardy is not as bad as you think. It's not that he's not good at playing, but that you don't have good passers."

Zheng Zhi said it was really rude, and he killed the youth team players in one sentence.

Doesn’t it mean that Vardy is a good shooter, but you don’t have a good passer?

The facts are right in front of you. Zheng Zhi played on the court for more than ten minutes and gave Valdi two assists, and Valdi also scored two goals.

How can the head coach of the youth team accept this?

It took him a while to react. Good, Zheng Zhi, are you embarrassed? Are you fucking the World Footballer, are those little guys on the field the World Footballer?!

Excessive!

But he still didn't understand what Zheng Zhi meant. Zheng Zhi even scolded him because his tactics were incorrect. Otherwise, would Vardy play so cowardly?

"interesting,"

“It’s really interesting,”

"If Zheng hadn't come, he would have really not been able to find that guy."

In another stand, a middle-aged man stood up from his seat with a little excited face.

Because he also accidentally discovered Vardy's potential.

After staying here for a few days, I didn’t find any good seeds. I thought that Vardy, the striker, played quite badly. But I didn’t expect that after Zheng Zhi played on the court for more than ten minutes, he actually released Vardy’s potential?

It seems that a good midfielder is really important to the striker...

On the side of the court, Zheng Zhi continued to communicate with the youth team coach.

"Send him more straight balls to give him the advantage of speed."

"He's a speed striker."

"Although the body is not strong enough, it's fast."

"The formation can be a defensive counterattack. You have to figure out his technical characteristics. If you can't get close, it won't get close."

"As long as he runs, no one can catch up with him. He is like a cheetah, a thirsty cheetah. He is also a supercar, not a little Martin."

It's Zheng Zhi's turn to guide the youth team coach to arrange the formation...

The head coach of the youth team looked embarrassed. Doesn’t this mean that he can’t use people?

"I know."

“I know how to do it.”

The youth team coach pretended to nod...

Zheng Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to him. If this guy had some skills, he would not bury Vardy. Why not turn around and recommend it to Mourinho himself and ask Mourinho to come and inspect Valdy in person?

Maybe Mourinho really fell in love with Valdi? Now, except for Drogba's stable scoring points, the other forwards in the first team are really not satisfactory.

After thinking about it, he left here early. He didn't know that the Leicester City scout in the stands had become interested in Vardy...
Chapter completed!