The next day it was bright and clear, and Zhao Yang didn't feel jet lagged, so he got up and went out for a run.
The system can give Zhao Yang skills comparable to professional players, but it cannot make his body as strong as professional players.
To be able to gain a foothold in a semi-professional league like Segunda División, Zhao Yang really relied on the physical talent given by his parents.
In primary school and junior high school, teachers advised Zhao Yang to practice physical education, but Zhao Yang's grades were very good, and Li Yun didn't want his children to endure hardship, so he didn't consider that aspect.
However, God's will was inevitable, and in the end Zhao Yang chose the path of sports.
Zhao Yang ran for three kilometers, running fast and slow for a while, until he reached the entrance of the Olympic Sports Center, and Zhao Yang stopped.
Taking a breath, Zhao Yang walked into the stadium where he often watched football in college.
The system beep does not sound.
There is no ball aggregate here.
Mader, every amateur golf course in Spain has a golf ball, but there isn’t one as big as the Olympic Sports Center?
Zhao Yang, who was about to sign a skill, was very depressed.
Check out the Old Course?
The old stadium is called Qizhou Sports Center.
It used to be the home ground of the Chinese Super League giant Qizhou team, but it is now abandoned and has basically become a venue for concerts and amateur player matches.
Qizhou Sports Center is about ten kilometers away from the Olympic Sports Center. Zhao Yang calculated the time, gave up taking a taxi, and chose to run.
In less than an hour, Zhao Yang ran to the door of the sports center.
It is already 7 o'clock in the morning. Today is Saturday. There are many people waiting at the door of the Provincial Sports Center for morning exercises.
There are old people and children, and most of them are young people playing football.
A young man recognized Zhao Yang and hurried over to say hello.
"Zhao Yang, you are back from Spain. You are so awesome this year. You can kill people when others block you, and you can kill Buddha when you block Buddhas."
Zhao Yang saw that this young man looked familiar. He might have played football together at Qizhou Normal University, but he couldn't remember his name.
"I just came back, I was rewarded, it was an amateur league, it was just random killings."
The young man said excitedly: "It's semi-professional. It's great. It has given us Qizhou Normal University face. You are the idol of our boys. My name is Li An. We played football together. Do you still remember me?"
"Remember, you are playing well." Zhao Yang replied casually.
Zhao Yang's words made Li An very happy. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo with Zhao Yang and sent it to his circle of friends.
At this time, several other students also recognized Zhao Yang and came over to say hello. Some took photos with Zhao Yang on their mobile phones and enthusiastically invited Zhao Yang to play football with them.
Zhao Yang had something on his mind and politely refused.
Several students from Qizhou Normal University were a little disappointed, but it was also expected. How could a player who was so dominant in the professional arena play football with them again?
Zhao Yang walked into the stadium with these students.
I was still thinking in my heart, Old Sports Center, you have a bit of history, and you have produced stars like Lao Mao and Xiaopeng, don't let me down.
Just as Zhao Yang was thinking about it, a familiar electronic synthesized sound suddenly sounded in his mind.
(It is detected that the current location of the host meets the check-in conditions...)
(The host can check in today...)
"Do you meet the sign-in requirements?"
"Can I sign in?"
"Ah! That's great!" Zhao Yang shouted excitedly.
Sure enough, domestic golf courses also have ball pools. It seems that the older they are, the more balls they have.
Mu De, I hope all the old stadiums across the country can be preserved and not demolished.
"System, sign me in."
next moment.
(Congratulations to the host, who successfully signed in to the Provincial Sports Center Stadium and obtained the football skill "Taishan Overwhelming".)
The system prompt sounded in Zhao Yang's mind.
At the same time, Zhao Yang had some heading skills in his mind, including choosing a position, judging the landing point, timing of taking off, etc.
"Heading is Lao Mao's special skill. Back then, Lao Mao was known as the Golden Head of the Chinese Super League. It's worth it. The more than ten kilometers run today was worth it. I really lack header skills. Without header, it's not a waste of my time.
He's over 1.8 meters tall."
Zhao Yang was in a great mood and his smile was overflowing.
Li An heard Zhao Yang inexplicably shout "It's great", and he had a silly smile on his face. He couldn't help but ask, "What's great?"
"Ah! Oh!" Zhao Yang's mind was racing. I had just acquired the heading skill. How about playing with them and trying this skill? "I suddenly want to practice with you."
"Ah! Really?" Li An shouted excitedly, "Brother, Zhao Yang wants to play football with us."
"Really?"
"Very good!"
"You're awesome today! You play and I'll record it."
"Today I am going to show off in the circle of friends."
…
Several students from Qizhou Normal University excitedly hugged Zhao Yang to an artificial turf stadium.
Li Anxiang said: "Artificial turf, I feel aggrieved."
Zhao Yang smiled and said: "It's okay. When I was in college, I never played on any field."
This is when the students from the other side of the battle with Qizhou University of Finance and Economics have arrived. They are from Qizhou University of Finance and Economics.
A student from Qizhou University of Finance and Economics recognized Zhao Yang and heard that Zhao Yang was going to play. He was very happy, but felt that it was unfair.
Seeing the Qizhou Finance University student's confused and fearful look, Zhao Yang smiled and said: How about this, I only shoot with my header, not my feet, how about that?"
Li An said: "That's ok. I remember that Zhao Yang was very bad at headers. He scored so many goals in West Division C but only had one header. I really want to compete. Let's make an appointment tomorrow. It's a rare opportunity to play with Zhao Yang.
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Heading is rare in amateur games, and the opportunity to play with Zhao Yang is very rare. The students from the University of Finance and Economics agreed to it regardless of whether they won or lost.
After more than half a year of professional training and competition, Zhao Yang's body, consciousness, and psychology are much stronger than those of these students. Coupled with the skills provided by the system, Zhao Yang can show off to anyone in a stadium like this.
"Fried meatballs", "Cruyff turn", "crotch pass" are all displayed one by one, and even skills not provided by the system, such as Marseille slalom and rainbow pass, can be done at will.
It's just that few people pass high balls in amateur competitions, and the quality of the passes is also poor. Zhao Yang never had a chance to try his heading skills.
After Qizhou Normal University quickly took a 3-goal lead, Zhao Yang finally got an opportunity.
Li An took a corner kick. The ball was slow and close to the goalkeeper. Everyone thought it would be taken by the wealthy goalkeeper.
However, Zhao Yang judged the landing point earlier than the goalkeeper, jumped up high, and smashed the ball into the net with a "Taishan pressure" above the goalkeeper's fingers.
People jumped extremely high, the ball went in with explosive speed, and even the people passing by on the sidelines couldn't help but shout "Hello".
The Normal University student who was pushed to the sidelines by Zhao Yang to work as a photographer shouted: "I got the shot. I want to send this shot to the circle of friends. Is that okay, Zhao Yang?"
Zhao Yang tried "Taishan Pressure" and was very happy. He laughed and said, "Send it as you like, just treat it as Amway for me."
"Okay, then let's all post it on WeChat Moments." Everyone burst into laughter.
After trying the header, the score reached 4-0. Zhao Yang lost interest in playing football, so he asked the photography students to come on. He watched the ball on the sidelines for a while, and when the first half was over, he said goodbye to these students and went home.