Brivio finally left the training ground with endless grievances and anger. The Youth League is about to begin. How can a young player improve his level if he doesn't participate in the game?

Competitions and regular training can be said to be completely different. In the end, skills and tactics must be converted into one's own abilities. They can only be constantly tempered through competitions and then improved. There is no second way.

Therefore, the game is very important to young players.

Brivio's companions looked at Wang Qi fiercely, and some people even whispered to break his legs.

"Do you know, I did step on him hard just now."

Wang Qi whispered in the ears of the players who threatened him: "I have some ways to deal with people like you. Don't you know how Brivio left?"

The player's eyes were full of surprise. Damn it turned out that Brevio did not tell any lies. He immediately looked at the head coach and prepared to tell the truth.

"Since I dare tell you, I already thought that you would tell Carmelo. Otherwise, you can try it and see who will be the one who will be in the end?"

Wang Qi looked at him with a smile.

The player's face kept changing, and it could be seen how high he was evaluating the success rate of the report.

"Wang, I remember you!"

The player stared at Wang Qi fiercely and said, "From now on, you have been isolated. Although I will not tell Carmelo about you stepping on Brivio, I will tell other teammates!"

Wang Qi smiled even happier: "Even if there is nothing today, you have always been unfriendly to me. Since that's the case, what else am I afraid of?"

"I know what you are thinking. Brivio is undoubtedly a fool. He dares to do it so many of you have not taken action, so he is asking for it."

Wang Qi lowered his smile, shook his head and said, "Petrika, I said, can we play some advanced ones?"

Petrika asked coldly, "How to play?"

Wang Qi raised his eyebrows: "Don't you want to isolate me? Okay, the game will start the day after tomorrow. We will bet on the first game."

Petrika asked, “How to bet?”

Wang Qi said: "I bet you don't pass the ball to me, I can still score the goal!"

Petrika smiled coldly, Wang, don’t you know how many of us are?

The midfield and frontcourt are basically ours. If we don’t pass the ball to you, can you get the ball?

If there is no ball under your feet, can you score?

Boy, it’s really amazing that you grab the points, but we won’t pass the ball to you, what do you go to grab?

Do you want to use the frontcourt to score a goal with a straight free kick?

But will we give you a free kick?

Of course, you can score goals with steals, but is it that easy to score in the frontcourt?

Without other teammates support, how many times can you make a steal?

Snap a shot from the chaos in the penalty area?

Well, there are still possibilities, but this is not something that happens in every game.

Also, in which game do you think you can score a goal?

I'm afraid even Shepchenko dare not say that, let alone there is no support from his teammates...

Thinking of this, Petrika said: "Okay! As long as you can score in the day after tomorrow, you will win."

He immediately said the bet: "If you win, we will not deliberately target you in the future. If you lose..."

Petrika looked at Wang Qi and said sternly: "Tell Carmero about stepping on Brivio, and I will admit it!"

Wang Qi stretched out his right hand and slapped him: "Okay! One word is certain!"

"One word is certain!"

This matter finally ended, but it was the beginning of another thing.

Fiorentina's first opponent in the Youth League this season is Juventus Youth Team.

The Juventus youth team is strong and is the champion of last year. In thirty-six games, he scored a terrifying 61 goals, lost only seventeen goals, and had a goal difference of 44 goals!

Juventus youth team was the team that scored the most goals and conceded the least goals last season. Fiorentina was double-killed by them, and both games were cleaned up.

Juventus Youth Team is determined to defend the title this season.

The difficulty of trying to complete a goal with such a powerful opponent is imagined, and Wang Qi said strangely that he scored a goal without the support of his teammates...

Petrika has no reason not to bet with Wang Qi. As long as he wins, even if his friend Brivio cannot overturn the case, at least he will be punished.

After technical and tactical training, Carmelo arranged for fifty minutes of confrontation.

In the confrontation, Wang Qi did not have much chance to get the pass from his teammates in the middle and frontcourt. Even if they were afraid of the coach's blame, the quality of their passes to Wang Qi was not very high.

In this case, it is of course unlikely that Wang Qi will perform.

After half an hour of mediocrity, Carmelo replaced Wang Qi, and did not replace him again until the end of the confrontation.

After the confrontation, Petrika and others did not go to see the "frustrated" Wang Qi at all.

A loser is not worth their attention.

The defense intensity of the confrontation is definitely not as strong as the game, and Juventus' defense is also stronger than Fiorentina. In their opinion, Wang Qi is just a stupid guy who dares to make such a weird bet.

In his summary, head coach Carmelo criticized Wang Qi, saying that he had poor running position, and of course criticized the midfielders of the same team, believing that they did not give Wang Qi enough support.

After the training, on the way back to the dormitory, Petrika whispered in Wang Qi's ear: "How about we change the bet, it's too harsh to not pass the ball to you..."

Wang Qi looked up at him.

"Of course... it's completely impossible to change the bet!"

After saying that, Petrika burst into laughter and left.

Wang Qi looked at his back and shook his head gently, Boy, didn't you use your brain to think about why I dare to gamble?

...

After dinner, Wang Qi was called to Carmelo's office, and his roommate guessed that it was related to what happened this afternoon.

Carmelo looked straight into Wang Qi's eyes, and Wang Qi had no choice but to say: "Coach..."

Carmelo asked, "You did step on Brivio, right?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn, and Carmelo continued: "Camero started training in Fiorentina at the age of seven. He has also been training in the youth team for two years, and I still know him very well."

"He won't lie!"

"Since he didn't lie, it means you did step on him!"

Wang Qi nodded and admitted: "Yes, I stepped on him."

After saying that, Wang Qi did not give any other explanation.

Carmelo asked, "Since I know you didn't tell the truth, why did I say he was quibbling at that time?"

Wang Qi said after a while: "I don't know very well."

Carmelo looked at him deeply and said, "Then go back and think about it."

"The disadvantages of your doing this have already emerged. They don't pass many threat balls to you during the confrontation, or even none."

Wang Qi nodded and said, "I know."

He looked at Carmelo and continued: "Coach, this kind of thing will happen sooner or later, it's better to let it happen earlier. If handled properly, it might be a good thing for me and even the team."

Carmelo asked, "Are you sure you can handle it properly?"

Wang Qi scratched his scalp and replied: "Isn't you still there? You are the head coach and there will definitely be a solution."

Carmelo almost started to beat someone up. Damn guy, you made a fuss, let me make up for it?

However, in theory, this seems to be my business...
Chapter completed!