Chapter 6 Overkill
"It's a super long-distance long pass again, is it a tactic?"
"Our midfield organization ability is exhausted. If we pass and receive the ball, it is easy to be forced to lose the ball."
"The goalkeeper has passed the ball directly to the center for many times in a row."
The fat man is still explaining. From his point of view, the pass across the field is so pleasing to the eye.
The front foot was still pressed, but the back foot saw a white line, and launched a fatal counterattack.
Some girls couldn't see the ball clearly, and shouted: Where's the ball?
The fat man hastily pointed to the front court and said: That, that...
Everyone looked and saw center Han Dang throwing off the defenders, leaping high and catching the flying football with his chest.
After catching the ball steadily, he turned around and rushed towards the penalty area with the ball.
At this moment, with the guilt of wasting a good opportunity before and the encouragement of countless people on the field, he shot decisively against the goalkeeper.
"Boom!" The ball went in.
"Wow!"
The stands boiled instantly, this passed directly, and the goal was scored directly, which seemed extremely enjoyable.
Even the girls couldn't help screaming. After Han Dang scored a goal, he ran all over the field excitedly, blushing like a roast duck.
"so amazing!"
"Goal right away."
This time the girls saw the process of scoring clearly. For them, the one who actually scored the goal is the most powerful.
There are only a few people. At this time, they look at the goalkeeper who is assisting.
Anyone who knows the ball knows that the pass is really powerful. Everyone in the sports school team can only watch the ball fall into Han Dang's arms, and there is no solution.
At this moment, Mo Qiong also followed up to congratulate Han Dang.
He finally scored a goal...
And this is just the beginning.
The more intense the sports school team is, the less pressure Han Dang will have.
At the same time, the more indiscriminate shots the sports school team has, the more chances Mo Poor will serve.
He was no longer polite to the opponent, and frantically fed the ball to Han Dang from tens of meters away.
Every time a shot is confiscated, the enemy coach applauds. Every time he ignores the midfielder and passes the ball through the back, the enemy coach's eyes shine.
At the end of the day, Mo Poor made a total of 21 long passes in the second half.
Threats to the opponent's goal again and again, but unfortunately, Han Dang only seized three opportunities and scored three goals.
On average, Mo Poong made seven passes before he could receive one assist.
Mo Poor is also very helpless with this efficiency, but when he thinks about it carefully, it is just right. After all, it is a friendly match, so it is not good to score too much.
"I scored a hat-trick! Hahaha!" Han Dang ran from the frontcourt all the way to Moqiong's place. Now it is 4:0, and the game has no suspense.
Wang Xiong was also ecstatic. As the captain, he led the team to win against the quasi-professional team. Among them, he also had an assist, which was not a lie. He could brag about it for ten years.
Everyone is not an idiot, knowing that Mo Poor has contributed the most, and they all come over to brag, feeling that Mo Poor is really amazing today.
"It's ok, Magic Ball! Do you know what's the point of winning this game? Fifty thousand... No, it's fifty thousand for one goal, four goals scored, that fool Luo Qing wants to give us two hundred thousand!" Wang Xiong yelled Dao finally explained why he wanted to win so much.
"Wait... What the hell? Why did Luo Qing give us money?" Mo Qiong and the others were confused.
Two hundred thousand, these three words stunned them instantly.
Luo Qing belongs to the basketball club and has a bad relationship with Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong's family is already very rich, but Luo Qing is a hundred times richer than him.
It’s okay to say that he can get 200,000, but why give them the school team?
unless…
"Why did you bet Luo Qing on this match?" Everyone questioned.
Wang Xiong laughed and said: "Who made him always say that our school team is useless? He played basketball and won honors, but he insisted on stepping on our football team all the time. I'm very annoyed. And this bet was made by him himself." Yes, as long as we win by one goal, we will sponsor our team with 50,000 club fees."
Mo Poor frowned and said, "What if you lose?"
Wang Xiong said: "One loss is 50,000 yuan, don't worry, I will give it myself. I didn't tell you about it, I just thought I would lose, but I didn't expect to win... Hahaha, four goals, that idiot must have turned green I don't want this money, share it with you, hahaha..."
This kind of private bet, of course, cannot let the teacher know, especially the number is so big.
But he didn’t even tell them the team members. He could only say that if he lost, Wang Xiong really planned to pay for it himself, and he would never tell them about it.
Wang Xiong is a scammer, but he is not a **** after all. It is impossible to get money from the tour fare if he loses.
If you lose, everyone will know nothing, and if you win, you will share the money. After thinking about it carefully, everyone forgives Wang Xiong for gambling behind everyone's back.
"No wonder, you have frantically encouraged us to win since three days ago. The co-author didn't want to win the game, but you really wanted to win Luo Qing!" Han Dang laughed.
If you win, you can talk about anything, everyone is in a good mood, and they all say that Wang Xiong's wave has tricked Luo Qing.
Mo Poor even secretly regretted: You didn't say it earlier...I knew I would have made a few more balls!
If he knew that he scored 50,000 a goal, even if he didn't dare to score by himself, he could still assist Han Dangjin. Because in the last ten minutes, Han Dang had already scored a hat-trick, and the rest was garbage time, so Mo Qiong didn't feed Han Dang the ball.
At that time, if you continue to collect points and score two more points, you will win an extra 100,000! Wang Xiong doesn't give any money, and there is no substitute for this game, everyone will share it among ten people, and I can share an extra 10,000 yuan!
For Mo Poor, 10,000 yuan is already a huge amount of money.
His father was just a farmer. He planted some land, raised some chickens, ducks and geese, and raised some loaches and frogs in the fields. His annual income was only four to five thousand yuan.
However, Mo Poor quickly calmed down. Now that he has superpowers, there is no need to struggle with 10,000 yuan.
Let him study his abilities carefully, and he will surely find a way to get rich. Mo Qiong, Mo Qiong, he will fulfill the expectations of his family thousands of times.
…
When they walked out of the stadium, they were cheered by the whole venue, and many of them applauded for them.
Wang Xiong said excitedly. "In order for you to buff me, I begged my aunt and grandma to invite these two hundred girls! There are more than a dozen clubs tonight, and our club is the big one."
"What?" Everyone was shocked.
Wang Xiong hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will pay for the overpayment. We won, and we can play casually tonight, and we can play hard!"
"Haha, my method is really brilliant. Our midfielder and backcourt have made great achievements in resisting pressure, Mo Poor has zero opponents, long passes to find opportunities, Han Dang scored goals, all thanks to those girls."
The 'anti-pressure players' were also happy and acquiesced to this statement.
"..." Mo Poor was speechless.
The midfielder and the backcourt are all kicked out, and the relationship is effective against pressure... Well, it’s okay to think so.
Wang Xiong continued: "My back pass was a stroke of genius. A wave of assists took the lead. The magic ball is really spiritual, understand what I mean."
"..." Mo Poor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to himself, can you forget about passing back?
It’s okay to brag outside, but what the **** is bragging in front of him.
It is impossible for Mo Qiong to spoil the atmosphere, and he can only acquiesce.
Everyone was in a friendly manner, chatting wildly about the details of the game, you blowing it up and I blowing it up, it can be said that it has never been so cool.
Anyway, if you win, you are awesome, if you win, you are justified, and if you win, you can brag as you like.
Soon, what should everyone do, they decided to go to the beach party at night, and they left.
"You are in really good form today." Han Dang and Mo Poor returned to the dormitory together. Of course he knew how much Mo Poor had done in this game. Four goals, one shot and three passes were all due to him.
"Yeah, I was really buffed by the girl, haha." Mo Qiong laughed.
"Come on, you are known as a girl who likes libraries, and you always read their names in your dreams." Han Dang laughed.
Mo Poor blushed, and then said angrily: "God, everyone knows it, why don't you talk about it everywhere."
"Come on, brother, university...don't you dare to confess your love?" Han Dang said.
Mo Poor was embarrassed, and at this moment, someone called him from behind.
"Student Mo Poor!"
The two of them turned their heads and saw that it was the coach of the sports school team chasing him.
The coach of the sports school team smiled: "Student Moqiong, my name is Li Ming, the head coach of the football team of Dengzhou Sports School, can we talk?"
"Hello, Coach Li, you can talk here if you have anything to do, I have something to do later." Mo Poor's heart moved, and he probably expected what Li Ming was going to say.
Mo Poor thought to himself: Is it really high-profile? It seems that it's not that I see a flaw, but that I can go to a sports school?
For a while, Mo Poor was ready to say no.
However, Li Ming said: "Your talent is very good. You are born to be a goalkeeper. You are first-class in terms of reaction and physical fitness. Your talent for precise long **** to create scoring opportunities is even more amazing! I have been teaching for so many years. , have never seen such a talented child, you may not even know how much potential is hidden in your body!"
Under such admiration, Mo Poor's expression was calm. He didn't really feel that he was very talented, and suddenly he had superpowers. Could this 'talent' be strong?
"Sorry, I just want to study hard, I don't want to give up my major, let alone transfer schools." Mo Qiong declined politely.
Unexpectedly, Li Ming said: "Transfer school? No, no, no, even our sports school is just burying you. You are already twenty years old. You must go through the most professional training to live up to your talent. My vision You can’t be wrong, I have worked in the coaching staff of a first-tier team, your current level can already directly play in the first-tier league, and you will be the main goalkeeper soon after you get used to it.”
Mo Qiong and Han Dang were both stunned. Didn't expect that he, as an amateur, would be able to enter the first-tier main force directly?
Before Li Ming finished speaking, he continued: "I've only watched one game of yours, so this is just a conservative estimate. If possible, I hope you go to the Chinese Super League for trial training. Let's see how much you can improve under professional training. . As expected, you can even become the best goalkeeper in the Chinese Super League."
Han Dang listened to it from the sidelines, and couldn't help saying in shock: "What if you don't keep it?"
Li Ming suddenly felt a little disappointed: "In fact, the training conditions abroad are better. If you can train abroad, maybe your stage will be the whole world... But even in China, your future income will not be low. Trust me , I can take you to trial training, as long as you bring out your talents, there will be absolutely no problem!"
World-class, this is the so-called unconservative expectation.
Han Dang said in shock: "You are really...really unconservative..."
As he spoke, he looked at Mo Poor, he was really happy for Mo Poor. The income of professional players is very good, among which the First Division and the Super League are extremely high.
Mo Poor's expression changed slightly. It turned out that he was not transferred to another school, but was directly sent to the real arena.
"Do you dare to make such a big judgment in a game? You really have a vision..." Mo Poor thought to himself.
He is not narcissistic, because he knows that Li Ming's judgment is not wrong, if he goes to play professionally, getting famous is a piece of cake.
Shoot wherever you want, this ability is **** in football.
Aside from other things, just the unsolvable free kick, even if he can't dribble, he is just a goalkeeper, and he is enough to become a nuclear weapon for any team!
Even in a real professional arena, he may not even be able to touch many shots, but he can practice and polish his skills.
Step by step, stand out step by step, and finally if you enter the national team, go all out, and even bring the national football team to the World Cup...
It is not a dream for the national football team to win the championship.
However, he dared not...
"My ability is passive. The professional football stage has received too much attention. If one day I don't pay attention, I subconsciously think of a point that I don't know where, such as my hometown, such as the moon, such as the sun..."
After discovering that he has superpowers, Mo Poor already knew how the arrow was lost at noon, and the huge sound of breaking through the air and the trajectory of the air flow were not meteorites falling.
The Arrow of the Sun...Naturally, he went to find the sun...This means that his ability is only overqualified on the football field, and it is extremely unsuitable for a profession with strong attention.
In the game just now, he didn't want to shoot, but because he was distracted, he still thought about the opponent's goal subconsciously, so he stopped the ball and turned it into a goal.
If this kind of thing happens again in the future, and he didn't think about the goal?
Perhaps, he kicked the ball to Taishan's hometown in the arena where everyone was watching...
Well, he has truly become a world-class player, the kind that makes a sensation in the world...
Even if he pays attention all the time, every time he launches an item, he subjectively sets a reasonable goal, but the bigger the game, the closer the various cameras will be.
His stunt that touches the ball is equal to a save, can it really be used? It's okay in the amateur game, but there are long guns and short guns behind the professional game. Once the camera is slowed down, you will see his unreasonable confiscation of shots.
Therefore, this ability is used to play football, even if the income really makes him very tempted, he can't do it.
I saw Mo Poor calmly refused: "I'm sorry, Coach Li, you said that I am a mechanical engineering department majoring in mechanical design and manufacturing. How come I am a door god?"
"You'd better hire someone else, see my classmate's hat-trick just now, show off his power, why don't you consider him?"
Chapter 6 Overkill
"It's a super long-distance long pass again, is it a tactic?"
"Our midfield organization ability is exhausted. If we pass and receive the ball, it is easy to be forced to lose the ball."
"The goalkeeper has passed the ball directly to the center for many times in a row."
The fat man is still explaining. From his point of view, the pass across the field is so pleasing to the eye.
The front foot was still pressed, but the back foot saw a white line, and launched a fatal counterattack.
Some girls couldn't see the ball clearly, and shouted: Where's the ball?
The fat man hastily pointed to the front court and said: That, that...
Everyone looked and saw center Han Dang throwing off the defenders, leaping high and catching the flying football with his chest.
After catching the ball steadily, he turned around and rushed towards the penalty area with the ball.
At this moment, with the guilt of wasting a good opportunity before and the encouragement of countless people on the field, he shot decisively against the goalkeeper.
"Boom!" The ball went in.
"Wow!"
The stands boiled instantly, this passed directly, and the goal was scored directly, which seemed extremely enjoyable.
Even the girls couldn't help screaming. After Han Dang scored a goal, he ran all over the field excitedly, blushing like a roast duck.
"so amazing!"
"Goal right away."
This time the girls saw the process of scoring clearly. For them, the one who actually scored the goal is the most powerful.
There are only a few people. At this time, they look at the goalkeeper who is assisting.
Anyone who knows the ball knows that the pass is really powerful. Everyone in the sports school team can only watch the ball fall into Han Dang's arms, and there is no solution.
At this moment, Mo Qiong also followed up to congratulate Han Dang.
He finally scored a goal...
And this is just the beginning.
The more intense the sports school team is, the less pressure Han Dang will have.
At the same time, the more indiscriminate shots the sports school team has, the more chances Mo Poor will serve.
He was no longer polite to the opponent, and frantically fed the ball to Han Dang from tens of meters away.
Every time a shot is confiscated, the enemy coach applauds. Every time he ignores the midfielder and passes the ball through the back, the enemy coach's eyes shine.
At the end of the day, Mo Poor made a total of 21 long passes in the second half.
Threats to the opponent's goal again and again, but unfortunately, Han Dang only seized three opportunities and scored three goals.
On average, Mo Poong made seven passes before he could receive one assist.
Mo Poor is also very helpless with this efficiency, but when he thinks about it carefully, it is just right. After all, it is a friendly match, so it is not good to score too much.
"I scored a hat-trick! Hahaha!" Han Dang ran from the frontcourt all the way to Moqiong's place. Now it is 4:0, and the game has no suspense.
Wang Xiong was also ecstatic. As the captain, he led the team to win against the quasi-professional team. Among them, he also had an assist, which was not a lie. He could brag about it for ten years.
Everyone is not an idiot, knowing that Mo Poor has contributed the most, and they all come over to brag, feeling that Mo Poor is really amazing today.
"It's ok, Magic Ball! Do you know what's the point of winning this game? Fifty thousand... No, it's fifty thousand for one goal, four goals scored, that fool Luo Qing wants to give us two hundred thousand!" Wang Xiong yelled Dao finally explained why he wanted to win so much.
"Wait... What the hell? Why did Luo Qing give us money?" Mo Qiong and the others were confused.
Two hundred thousand, these three words stunned them instantly.
Luo Qing belongs to the basketball club and has a bad relationship with Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong's family is already very rich, but Luo Qing is a hundred times richer than him.
It’s okay to say that he can get 200,000, but why give them the school team?
unless…
"Why did you bet Luo Qing on this match?" Everyone questioned.
Wang Xiong laughed and said: "Who made him always say that our school team is useless? He played basketball and won honors, but he insisted on stepping on our football team all the time. I'm very annoyed. And this bet was made by him himself." Yes, as long as we win by one goal, we will sponsor our team with 50,000 club fees."
Mo Poor frowned and said, "What if you lose?"
Wang Xiong said: "One loss is 50,000 yuan, don't worry, I will give it myself. I didn't tell you about it, I just thought I would lose, but I didn't expect to win... Hahaha, four goals, that idiot must have turned green I don't want this money, share it with you, hahaha..."
This kind of private bet, of course, cannot let the teacher know, especially the number is so big.
But he didn’t even tell them the team members. He could only say that if he lost, Wang Xiong really planned to pay for it himself, and he would never tell them about it.
Wang Xiong is a scammer, but he is not a **** after all. It is impossible to get money from the tour fare if he loses.
If you lose, everyone will know nothing, and if you win, you will share the money. After thinking about it carefully, everyone forgives Wang Xiong for gambling behind everyone's back.
"No wonder, you have frantically encouraged us to win since three days ago. The co-author didn't want to win the game, but you really wanted to win Luo Qing!" Han Dang laughed.
If you win, you can talk about anything, everyone is in a good mood, and they all say that Wang Xiong's wave has tricked Luo Qing.
Mo Poor even secretly regretted: You didn't say it earlier...I knew I would have made a few more balls!
If he knew that he scored 50,000 a goal, even if he didn't dare to score by himself, he could still assist Han Dangjin. Because in the last ten minutes, Han Dang had already scored a hat-trick, and the rest was garbage time, so Mo Qiong didn't feed Han Dang the ball.
At that time, if you continue to collect points and score two more points, you will win an extra 100,000! Wang Xiong doesn't give any money, and there is no substitute for this game, everyone will share it among ten people, and I can share an extra 10,000 yuan!
For Mo Poor, 10,000 yuan is already a huge amount of money.
His father was just a farmer. He planted some land, raised some chickens, ducks and geese, and raised some loaches and frogs in the fields. His annual income was only four to five thousand yuan.
However, Mo Poor quickly calmed down. Now that he has superpowers, there is no need to struggle with 10,000 yuan.
Let him study his abilities carefully, and he will surely find a way to get rich. Mo Qiong, Mo Qiong, he will fulfill the expectations of his family thousands of times.
…
When they walked out of the stadium, they were cheered by the whole venue, and many of them applauded for them.
Wang Xiong said excitedly. "In order for you to buff me, I begged my aunt and grandma to invite these two hundred girls! There are more than a dozen clubs tonight, and our club is the big one."
"What?" Everyone was shocked.
Wang Xiong hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I will pay for the overpayment. We won, and we can play casually tonight, and we can play hard!"
"Haha, my method is really brilliant. Our midfielder and backcourt have made great achievements in resisting pressure, Mo Poor has zero opponents, long passes to find opportunities, Han Dang scored goals, all thanks to those girls."
The 'anti-pressure players' were also happy and acquiesced to this statement.
"..." Mo Poor was speechless.
The midfielder and the backcourt are all kicked out, and the relationship is effective against pressure... Well, it’s okay to think so.
Wang Xiong continued: "My back pass was a stroke of genius. A wave of assists took the lead. The magic ball is really spiritual, understand what I mean."
"..." Mo Poor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to himself, can you forget about passing back?
It’s okay to brag outside, but what the **** is bragging in front of him.
It is impossible for Mo Qiong to spoil the atmosphere, and he can only acquiesce.
Everyone was in a friendly manner, chatting wildly about the details of the game, you blowing it up and I blowing it up, it can be said that it has never been so cool.
Anyway, if you win, you are awesome, if you win, you are justified, and if you win, you can brag as you like.
Soon, what should everyone do, they decided to go to the beach party at night, and they left.
"You are in really good form today." Han Dang and Mo Poor returned to the dormitory together. Of course he knew how much Mo Poor had done in this game. Four goals, one shot and three passes were all due to him.
"Yeah, I was really buffed by the girl, haha." Mo Qiong laughed.
"Come on, you are known as a girl who likes libraries, and you always read their names in your dreams." Han Dang laughed.
Mo Poor blushed, and then said angrily: "God, everyone knows it, why don't you talk about it everywhere."
"Come on, brother, university...don't you dare to confess your love?" Han Dang said.
Mo Poor was embarrassed, and at this moment, someone called him from behind.
"Student Mo Poor!"
The two of them turned their heads and saw that it was the coach of the sports school team chasing him.
The coach of the sports school team smiled: "Student Moqiong, my name is Li Ming, the head coach of the football team of Dengzhou Sports School, can we talk?"
"Hello, Coach Li, you can talk here if you have anything to do, I have something to do later." Mo Poor's heart moved, and he probably expected what Li Ming was going to say.
Mo Poor thought to himself: Is it really high-profile? It seems that it's not that I see a flaw, but that I can go to a sports school?
For a while, Mo Poor was ready to say no.
However, Li Ming said: "Your talent is very good. You are born to be a goalkeeper. You are first-class in terms of reaction and physical fitness. Your talent for precise long **** to create scoring opportunities is even more amazing! I have been teaching for so many years. , have never seen such a talented child, you may not even know how much potential is hidden in your body!"
Under such admiration, Mo Poor's expression was calm. He didn't really feel that he was very talented, and suddenly he had superpowers. Could this 'talent' be strong?
"Sorry, I just want to study hard, I don't want to give up my major, let alone transfer schools." Mo Qiong declined politely.
Unexpectedly, Li Ming said: "Transfer school? No, no, no, even our sports school is just burying you. You are already twenty years old. You must go through the most professional training to live up to your talent. My vision You can’t be wrong, I have worked in the coaching staff of a first-tier team, your current level can already directly play in the first-tier league, and you will be the main goalkeeper soon after you get used to it.”
Mo Qiong and Han Dang were both stunned. Didn't expect that he, as an amateur, would be able to enter the first-tier main force directly?
Before Li Ming finished speaking, he continued: "I've only watched one game of yours, so this is just a conservative estimate. If possible, I hope you go to the Chinese Super League for trial training. Let's see how much you can improve under professional training. . As expected, you can even become the best goalkeeper in the Chinese Super League."
Han Dang listened to it from the sidelines, and couldn't help saying in shock: "What if you don't keep it?"
Li Ming suddenly felt a little disappointed: "In fact, the training conditions abroad are better. If you can train abroad, maybe your stage will be the whole world... But even in China, your future income will not be low. Trust me , I can take you to trial training, as long as you bring out your talents, there will be absolutely no problem!"
World-class, this is the so-called unconservative expectation.
Han Dang said in shock: "You are really...really unconservative..."
As he spoke, he looked at Mo Poor, he was really happy for Mo Poor. The income of professional players is very good, among which the First Division and the Super League are extremely high.
Mo Poor's expression changed slightly. It turned out that he was not transferred to another school, but was directly sent to the real arena.
"Do you dare to make such a big judgment in a game? You really have a vision..." Mo Poor thought to himself.
He is not narcissistic, because he knows that Li Ming's judgment is not wrong, if he goes to play professionally, getting famous is a piece of cake.
Shoot wherever you want, this ability is **** in football.
Aside from other things, just the unsolvable free kick, even if he can't dribble, he is just a goalkeeper, and he is enough to become a nuclear weapon for any team!
Even in a real professional arena, he may not even be able to touch many shots, but he can practice and polish his skills.
Step by step, stand out step by step, and finally if you enter the national team, go all out, and even bring the national football team to the World Cup...
It is not a dream for the national football team to win the championship.
However, he dared not...
"My ability is passive. The professional football stage has received too much attention. If one day I don't pay attention, I subconsciously think of a point that I don't know where, such as my hometown, such as the moon, such as the sun..."
After discovering that he has superpowers, Mo Poor already knew how the arrow was lost at noon, and the huge sound of breaking through the air and the trajectory of the air flow were not meteorites falling.
The Arrow of the Sun...Naturally, he went to find the sun...This means that his ability is only overqualified on the football field, and it is extremely unsuitable for a profession with strong attention.
In the game just now, he didn't want to shoot, but because he was distracted, he still thought about the opponent's goal subconsciously, so he stopped the ball and turned it into a goal.
If this kind of thing happens again in the future, and he didn't think about the goal?
Perhaps, he kicked the ball to Taishan's hometown in the arena where everyone was watching...
Well, he has truly become a world-class player, the kind that makes a sensation in the world...
Even if he pays attention all the time, every time he launches an item, he subjectively sets a reasonable goal, but the bigger the game, the closer the various cameras will be.
His stunt that touches the ball is equal to a save, can it really be used? It's okay in the amateur game, but there are long guns and short guns behind the professional game. Once the camera is slowed down, you will see his unreasonable confiscation of shots.
Therefore, this ability is used to play football, even if the income really makes him very tempted, he can't do it.
I saw Mo Poor calmly refused: "I'm sorry, Coach Li, you said that I am a mechanical engineering department majoring in mechanical design and manufacturing. How come I am a door god?"
"You'd better hire someone else, see my classmate's hat-trick just now, show off his power, why don't you consider him?"
