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Chapter 721 Extra: The Second Generation of Flying Men in the Chinese Super League Era (Subscription



Chapter 721 Extra: Chinese Super League Era: The Second Generation of Flying Man (Subscription Request)
"Sing a love song, let's sing it together, all the time, remember the applause that fills the sky..."

After draining the water, George returned to the classroom humming a song.

"Look, that's George!"

"He's so handsome."

"I heard his father was awarded a medal."

"..."

The chattering sound made his face darker.

George is very self-aware. He did not inherit as handsome a look as Kevin Huang, which is probably because he inherited more from his mother.

As for handsome?
Fuck, even if you just pull out a black flag in Paris, many women will say you are handsome.

sorrow.

How sad.

George suddenly felt that playing football couldn’t save… ahem.

But he is not a Frenchman, so he would not go down that path.

Perhaps if I study hard, I can write a cautionary tale in the future to remind my fellow countrymen.

Returning to his seat and continuing to watch "Filippo", George felt more and more proud.

The tactics his father used are still frequently used in online novels even today. It makes sense that a book can sell more copies than the Bible.

The little black guy on the forum knows nothing. Even if his father didn't play football, he would still be the best in the world by writing books.

As evening self-study began, there was some restlessness in the classroom.

Students are so impatient before the holidays.

When the teacher was assigning homework, many students' minds were no longer in class. They went home and called their classmates to ask what homework they had.

Ring ring ring——

As soon as the bell rang, some people jumped up and tried to run.

"Wait a moment!"

Li Jialiang's voice made many students look upset.

Li Jialiang said: "Be careful during the holidays and don't go swimming in rivers or reservoirs! Okay, I won't waste your time anymore."

Many people silently raised their middle fingers in their hearts, thinking that the head teacher was just teasing them on purpose.

"George, do you want to go sing together? Since tomorrow is a day off?"

"Let's go play League of Legends. Can you ask Xiao Ma to come with you?"

"How about coming to my house? My parents always welcome you."

George smiled and declined his classmates' invitation.

He will not leave China during the holidays, because the planned five-year time will be temporarily excluded due to his absence, and five 5 days need to be accumulated.

Even if he started counting from the age of 18, he didn't want to go to Britain and would rather travel around the beautiful rivers and mountains of his motherland.

He went to pick up his bike with his backpack on his back, and his Canyon Aeroad CF SLX was still parked there.

This is the same bike that Kevin Huang used when he participated in the Tour de France.

Although the house rented by the eldest son is not far from the school, George still likes to ride a bike.

The feeling of moving against the wind made him imagine how fierce the competition in the Tour de France was.

Riders in yellow and blue clothes kept speeding past him, but he showed no intention of speeding up.

He bought some vegetables at Hualian Supermarket before riding his bike home again.

When he was about to reach home, he found two students in school uniforms entangled with each other.

He had seen many such scenes in England.

But he still pressed the brakes.

"I really don't like her. I really do."

"Stop lying to me, Wang Yuhang. You always look at her in class. Don't think I didn't see it."

After listening to a few sentences, George roughly understood what was going on.

He has no choice but to make his classmates understand that women will only hinder your progress.

"Let go of that boy!"

George shouted.

Lin Ximing, waving his fist, turned around and immediately recognized the person. He subconsciously took a step back and said, "You are not from our class. I advise you to stop interfering."

George parked the car against a tree and walked over to persuade him, "Dating in middle school will not lead to any results, classmate, you'd better focus on studying."

Lin Ximing: ...

Wang Yuhang: …

Lin Ximing didn't want to get entangled with this foreign classmate, who was also a professional player, so he said directly: "The conflict between us has been going on for a long time, you'd better not get involved."

After saying that, he did not forget to glare at Wang Yuhang and told him to stop talking nonsense.

George walked up to him, grabbed his arm and continued, "I don't care whether you have any conflicts or not, but because women fighting is the most useless thing, only beasts would use force to claim the right to mate. It's better for you to focus more on studying and strive to become a useful person to the country..."

Lin Ximing was a little excited and wanted to take action, but unfortunately he couldn't break free from George's control.

This made the teenage boy feel ashamed, so he just gave up and said, "I will go abroad in the future, and it doesn't matter whether I study well or not."

"So, classmate, where are you going to study?" George asked curiously.

"U.K!"

As soon as he finished speaking, George pushed him down and started stretching his muscles.

He decided to save his lost compatriots.

It is ridiculous that such an ancient and civilized country went to study in a barbarian land. This is as funny as the Tang Dynasty going to study in the Turks.

"Are you still going to England?"

George's fists rained down on Lin Ximing and asked, "Are you still going to study in the UK? You useless idiot, you actually want to go to school in the UK."

"No, I won't go. I'm going to America..."

Hearing this, George hit him even harder.

Wang Yuhang stared at the scene blankly from the side.

Totally don't understand what's going on.

Two minutes later, George stopped and prepared to help Lin Ximing up.

Lin Ximing quickly moved his butt backwards.

But George still held on to it firmly.

George sat next to him, took out his phone and showed it, "Look, London is full of drug addicts, transsexuals and contact books, and the police are idiots. The city is full of filth and evil, and there are people who specialize in hooking up with international students to make them bad. An industrial chain has been formed. In a country where safety is not guaranteed, how can you study well?"

Lin Ximing curled his lips. He was not going to the slums.

But he didn't dare speak.

"Right, classmates, if you want to learn more, why not join me in taking Beijing Institute of Technology as your goal and go to the best school in the world..."

“BIT is not the best school in the world.”

Wang Yuhang raised his hand and said. He immediately felt the fierce gaze as if it was real. Wang Yuhang had a feeling that if he said one more word, he would be beaten today.

Seeing that no one was talking, George pulled the two to sit down and continued, "Look, we have reached an agreement, because it is a very stupid thing for women to fight, because this matter cannot bring you any benefits."

"Mingming, why are you sitting here? Hey, is this the classmate of yours who was on the news? His father is the former British Prime Minister?" A middle-aged woman came over and asked.

"He's the Captain of the United Kingdom, and he's called the Prime Minister, not the Prime Minister."

Lin Ximing stood up and said helplessly.

The middle-aged woman ignored her son and looked at George enthusiastically and said, "Young man, I heard that you are studying in China by yourself? You are friends with Mingming, right? Come to our house and play when you have time."

"Thank you, aunt!"

George said with a smile.

"Auntie's house is just ahead, come over when you have time."

the middle-aged woman said.

"Okay, Auntie, I also live in this neighborhood."

George said with a smile.

"Okay then, keep in touch. I won't talk to you much today. I'll let Mingming come and play with you during the holidays."

As the middle-aged woman spoke, she took her son away and did not forget to turn around and say hello.

It's a good thing that my son knows the son of a big British man.

Seeing her son's awkward walking posture, she asked, "What's wrong, Mingming? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay!" Lin Ximing said impatiently, "I bumped into him while playing basketball."

"Look, be careful. Is it damaged? If it is, I will have to find his parents..."

After watching the mother and son walk away, Wang Yuhang said, "Brother George, thank you."

George turned his head and looked at him, which made Wang Yuhang feel a little scared.

"It's not popular to call me brother?"

George said nothing and just pushed the cart away.

Wang Yuhang hurried to catch up.

He was the one talking all the way along the way.

Wang Yuhang turned around only after George locked the car and prepared to enter.

"Hey."

George stopped him and said, "It's okay to call me brother, but call me Huang brother!"

……

the next day.

The long summer vacation has begun.

George once again rejected his mother's request to go to England. After breakfast, he left a note for his eldest son who had not yet gotten up, and prepared to leave with his mountaineering bag and suitcase.

While downstairs, he saw two familiar people.

Lin Ximing said immediately: "My mother saw him waiting for you downstairs, and she insisted that I come to play with you, but this is not what I wanted."

"Brother Huang."

Wang Yuhang said.

George said, "You can just call me George. I don't have time to waste with you. I'm going to stay at Huangsongyu Reservoir for a while." "What are you going to do there?"

“I’m going to train in the mountains,” George said.

But even so, he couldn't get rid of his two followers.

Lin Ximing's mother is determined to make her son friends with the son of the former British Prime Minister.

Wang Yuhang was similar. After promising a video call tomorrow night, the two of them followed George on their holiday spiritual practice journey.

Even though they were just living near Pinggu County, they were still very happy to be free from the constraints of their parents.

In the supermarket, the two people were picking out various things. Seeing this situation, George could only call the eldest son and ask him to drive a few people there.

Otherwise it would be troublesome to carry so much luggage.

"Are these your friends?"

The eldest son asked when he saw Lin Ximing and Wang Yuhang.

George curled his lips and said, "I guess so."

Thinking back to when his father had forgiven Materazzi, he also forgave Lin Ximing.

"I don't know what you are doing there. Instead of seeing the scenery, you might as well go to some better place." The eldest son complained. If he hadn't checked the navigation, he wouldn't have known that this reservoir existed.

"During the holidays, there are a lot of people in tourist areas, and it's easy to be photographed near home. I can't concentrate on training. It just so happens that I don't have to go to two away games now, so I can use this opportunity to train well."

George said.

After winning the AFC Champions League, he became even more popular.

Usually some parents would pat him after school.

This is also the thing he is most dissatisfied with in China. Although the British also chase stars, they are not so crazy.

Moreover, anyone can become an internet celebrity in China, and George thinks this trend is not a good one.

He happened to see that Huangsongyu Reservoir was a place where camping was possible, and there were mountains and water nearby, and it wasn't very popular, so he decided to train there for a while.

As the son of the fastest man in the world, he couldn't accept that his 11-meter dash was over seconds.

This turtle-like speed is an insult to his bloodline.

The eldest son drove the three people to the place. He stayed there for a while, then felt bored and drove away by himself.

For a teenager addicted to the Internet, it would be better to kill him than to have no computer.

A few people settled down for a short while and set up tents by the reservoir to have dinner.

Even though this place is not popular, there are still some fishermen.

Glancing at the way they baited the fish, George felt that even if they caught all the fish, they would not be able to make back their investment.

After the meal, we took a rest and did some simple training.

George went to bed early.

Wang Yuhang and Lin Ximing didn't dare to argue, so they had to take out their cell phones and chat in pairs.

When the two were tired from playing and ready to go to bed, they were surprised to find that George got up.

"Huang, no, George, do you want to pee?"

Wang Yuhang asked.

George, who was changing his clothes, looked up and asked with a smile: "Have you seen Milan at four in the morning?"

A few days later.

The three of them are quite familiar with each other.

Especially Lin Ximing, Keen and Wang Yuhang, after all, the two of them play "King of Glory" together every day.

"You know, his training is not professional at all. The key start is not even a crouching position..." Lin Ximing said in a low voice.

"George is a player, and no one gives him time to squat on the court."

Wang Yuhang said.

Lin Ximing: ...

What you said makes sense.

George's training focuses on explosiveness and balance.

In addition to speed, maintaining balance during confrontation is also very important.

Huang Kaiwen does a great job in this regard. He can always maintain a good balance and always wants to change his center of gravity first.

George was sweating profusely nearby with a huge tire hanging from his body.

Several groups of fishermen nearby are no longer surprised.

After all, apart from feeding the fish every day, I can just watch George train to pass the time.

"Xiao Lin, you guys come over and eat together. I just drove out to buy some beef!"

A fisherman called out.

Several students came over immediately.

But even when George sat down, he still held his own plate.

There was only boiled chicken breast and some fresh fruits and vegetables on the plate, without even a bit of salad dressing.

"George, you are too strict."

A fisherman said.

They have seen how self-disciplined this Guoan player is.

"I eat something else occasionally, but I can't help but be greedy."

George smiled and said, "Like my father, he still maintains a highly disciplined diet. I am far behind him in this regard."

"Fuck, look at Terry, he really deserves to be the captain of England, he is still so self-disciplined after retiring."

"I didn't expect that besides being playful, Terry is pretty good in other aspects."

"Then you see, can I be average as the team leader?"

George rolled his eyes and didn't bother to explain.

John Terry had nothing to do with him.

George was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made Lin Ximing, who had participated in the track and field team in junior high school, begin to doubt his life.

If explosive power was so easy to improve, he wouldn't have left the track and field team.

"10 seconds, George!"

Wang Yuhang looked at the stopwatch and shouted excitedly: "This period of special training has not been wasted."

He saw George's efforts. He got up early in the morning to train every day, took a short rest at noon and continued to train. He would read books and do exercises after dinner.

He really never thought that developed countries were also so competitive.

"The handwritten notes are only 10 seconds, which is still too slow."

George said with some disgust.

How can you have the nerve to call yourself your father’s son when you can’t even run under 10 seconds?
But his short vacation was over, and this was all that could be done for now.

The eldest son drove over again to pick up a few people, and George was holding a fish in his hand.

This was the only catch for the group of fishermen in the past few days.

On the way back, Wang Yuhang hesitated to speak, but finally made up his mind and asked, "George, are we friends now?"

"Friends, of course? But you should have foreign names."

George said.

Lin Ximing quickly said: "I have one, my name is Edward."

George ignored it and continued, "I've already named them for you. Lin's name is Sergio and yours is Ricardo."

……

2023 8 Month 4 Day.

The 20th round of the Chinese Super League.

Guoan plays against Jianye at home.

Shortly after the start of the game, Jianye's foreign aid Nemanja Kovic took the lead.

A huge shout rang out from the Workers' Stadium: "Change George!"

"Switch George!"

"Switch George!"

"Hehe, Guoan coach Suarez did not let Huang George start. We can understand this. After all, he is not yet an adult. For an underage player, we still need to use him with caution."

"Yes, although Guoan is behind, it is a home game after all, and the fans need to be more patient."

In the 42nd minute of the first half, Guoan's foreign aid De Sousa received a pass from Fabio Abreu in a counterattack and successfully equalized the score.

However, in the following games, Guoan was unable to score a goal.

The tactics of the Portuguese coach Suarez are somewhat similar to those of his compatriot Mourinho. He is a defensive-oriented coach and sometimes lacks the ability to break the deadlock.

I heard the shout of "Substitution" again at the Workers' Stadium.

He turned and hooked his finger at the bench.

George immediately stood up, took off his coat, and ran to the sidelines to warm up.

There was a huge cheer at the Workers' Stadium.

Even though George has not played many games, he is already the most popular player in the Workers' Stadium, no doubt about it.

It was a dead ball opportunity, and George quickly found the fourth official.

"It's a substitution. Huang George replaced Abreu. It's still a single striker, but Huang George prefers to play on the left. As a right-footed player, he is very sharp when cutting in from the left."

The referee blew the whistle and Jianye team took a free kick.

The ball hit the human wall directly.

Feng Boxian received the ball on the left and passed it straight away immediately.

George received the ball near the left sideline, and Jianye's Berto squeezed over immediately.

Then the whole audience saw a scene that stunned them.

George kicked the ball forward with his left foot, but he bypassed Berto and ran a longer distance. Even so, he went from behind to leading and completed an outside overtake.

Such a violent speed appeared for the first time at the Workers' Stadium, instantly igniting the entire stadium.

“George!!!”

“George!!!”

“George!!!”

Huang George's speed made them see another possibility.

This style of kicking, which relies entirely on speed, is far more shocking than using technical moves to surpass the opponent.

The way he dribbles the ball with big strides is also very similar to that of the domestic player.

Although Berto is still trying to catch up, he is always behind George.

Just as George was about to enter the penalty area, Jianye goalkeeper Wang Guomin couldn't help it. He stood in the near corner and prepared himself, but did not dare to make any move because he was afraid that George would shoot in the far corner.

At this time, he could only hope that Bertolt would disrupt the attack.

But although Berto was close to George, the two people's ability to compete with each other was completely on a different level. Even if he used his hands and feet, George was still able to dribble the ball steadily without being affected at all.

At this time, Wang Guomin couldn't help it and chose to rush to George's feet. George also took action. He pushed the ball with the inside of his left foot. The ball quickly passed between Wang Guomin's legs and rolled into the goal.

boom--

After scoring the goal, Huang George ran to the corner flag area, did a backflip in the air and raised his arms.

Very excited.

Although he feels more comfortable kicking the ball with his right foot, his left foot is still more useful at critical moments. He firmly believes that his dominant foot has not been developed, and he is a left-foot player like his father, not a right-foot player!
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