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Chapter 92 It's Scary to Think About It

the next day.

While Gao Hong was guiding the young players to train, time suddenly stopped and the virtual phone bounced out of his vision.

Above is a picture of a game, one of the forwards is shooting, seemingly waiting for Gaohong to shoot.

Gao Hong subconsciously drew an arc in his virtual phone with his mind, hanging straight to the dead corner of the ball net.

The ball entered.

After the ball entered, Gao Hong noticed that the player who shot was He Yong, the forward player he sold to Honghai Club.

After checking the game information, Gao Hong found that it was the T12 echelon of Honghai Club and another T12 echelon named Hawshan Club playing football.

"What does this mean? Is after-sales service?" Gao Hong was a little puzzled.

There is no prompt in the system.

Gao Hong can only think that this is he providing after-sales service to the players he sold.

"If I have to do this after-sales service every time I sell a player, wouldn't I be exhausted?" Gao Hong lamented in his heart.

"Fortunately, time was stagnant during this process, otherwise it would delay my serious business." Gao Hong complained a few more times.

"My shooting skills are getting higher and higher."

"If it weren't for my extremely exquisite operation, I'm afraid this ball wouldn't have been in?"

Gao Hong admired the slow-motion replay of the goal just now, and was very satisfied with the arc he drew from his shot.

...

Yellow Crane Market.

Honghai Club and Hawshan Club are indeed having a training match.

The relationship between these two clubs is good, and training competitions are often held between the various echelons.

The t12 echelon of the Hawshan Club is considered the victim of the t12 echelon of the Honghai Club. The t12 echelon of the Honghai Club rarely beats the t12 echelon of the Hawshan Club.

In other echelons' training competitions, Honghai Club has the advantage.

That's why Honghai Club is so eager to buy some players to improve the strength of the T12 echelon.

He Yong just opened the first record for Honghai Club, and the score on the field became 1 to 0.

This is a rare scene between the Honghai Club T12 Echelon and the Hawshan Club T12 Echelon.

Generally speaking, the Hawshan Club will score the first goal.

"Okay! OK! This player is really good! He shot in the penalty area and shot in a curve!"

Ruan Junqing, the owner of Honghai Club in the stands, couldn't help but slapped his thigh and exclaimed.

"Is this money not unfair?" Ruan Feng also showed a smug look when he saw Ruan Jun's performance.

"It's not unfair! My brother's eyes are indeed correct." Ruan Feng smiled happily.

...

"Okay! Great kick!"

Seven minutes later, Ruan Feng slapped his thigh again.

He Yong scored another goal!

"Brother, have you noticed that who passed these two balls to him?" Ruan Feng reminded Ruan Jun.

"I saw it. It was the other midfielder you bought and passed it to him. The 200,000 yuan was spent so much! I bought something worth at least 500,000 yuan! I will give you a bonus of 30,000 yuan in the future!" Ruan Jun had a big profit expression on his face.

"Brother Xie." Ruan Feng was also very happy when he heard this. The club belonged to his brother. He relied on helping his brother find players everywhere to get a salary of 30,000 yuan. It was a surprise. It seemed that he had bought the right one this time.

...

He Yong scored another goal, but Gao Hong, who was training for a young player, was a little uncomfortable.

A He Yong would not make Gao Hong too worried.

What he worried about is that once he sells dozens or hundreds of players in the future.

Then, his time every day will be disturbed by a large number of shots and goals. Although shooting when time is slow will not delay his business, if a person is interrupted anytime and anywhere, it will definitely not be a wonderful experience.

For example, I found a beautiful girlfriend in the future, who was fulfilling the greatest mission of mankind. At a critical moment, time suddenly stopped...

A scene of a player shooting appeared.

Should I shoot or not at that time?

Could it be that you have to hold it back?

It feels scary even if you think about it.

When watching the playback shot, Gao Hong noticed a small question mark at the bottom right of the virtual phone screen, which was very inconspicuous and would not notice it if he didn't look at it deliberately.

Gao Hong quickly checked the question mark with his mind.

It is a detailed setting and description of time stagnation operations.

"Does the time-stagnant shots when a player is sold to play?"

There is a close button on it.

After closing, the sold players will no longer harass Gao Hong for personal operations such as passing key balls and shooting.

Seeing this setting, Gao Hong started to have a headache again.

"If I turn off this option, I will not be disturbed in the future."

"But, without my extremely exquisite shooting operation and shooting awareness beyond ordinary people, these players would never be able to score goals!"

"Will you return the goods to me then?"

Gao Hong was very upset.

Fortunately, there are a few lines of text descriptions later.

"When time is stagnant, your operation of the player's shooting line is just to give you the illusion that you are good at marking and shooting. Because at that time, no matter whether you operate or not, the balls you should score will be drawn, and the balls you should not score cannot be drawn. Of course, except for the shots you deliberately cut the line outside the goal."

"What does it mean?" Seeing these lines of text description, Gao Hong was suddenly in a bad mood.

He is proud of his shooting line and his always proud shooting awareness, which is actually optional?

No matter whether he fucks or not, he will score the balls he should score, and he will not enter the balls he should not enter?

Why did you ask me to operate the system?

Gao Hong suddenly felt that his IQ and personality were double insulted.

Damn it! I always draw arcs seriously and every time I draw dead corners, I am afraid of getting the wrong place.

Have you been having fun with me for a long time?

Gao Hong, who knew the truth, chose to close the manual operation of the shot due to his heart.

...

Yellow Crane Market.

With the help of newly joined He Yong and another player, Honghai team defeated the Hawshan team with a score of 6-2 for the first time and won the training match.

The boss Ruan Jun was very happy.

"Brother, He Yong is just the best among the third teams of the t12 echelon of Hengtian Club. Hengtian Club has the second team and the first team. The level of the more than a dozen players in the first team seems to be no less than He Yong." Ruan Feng saw that the time was ripe, and reported another information to Ruan Jun.

"There is such a thing? Everyone is not inferior to He Yong?" Ruan Jun couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the news. He Yong was amazed by him. How could a small club in Cangsong City have better T12 players than He Yong? And there are more than a dozen?
Chapter completed!
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