48 CHAPTER 77 - First Tutor Teacher (2)

The top of the two teams, Fran, had a ridiculous facial expression that was evident in the comics.

'My presence is totally gone. ······'

Fran finally realized.

If you don't have tactics, you can't do anything.

All of this was due to the lack of tactics.

Position destruction.

Woo-young was running off the fence, and Fran fell into a folding screen.

And he showed him naked to President Perez.

'I'm screwed. It's ruined. I would have been branded as a guy who can't do anything. '

Although the team scored the first goal, Fran threw his head down.

On the other hand, there was a player on Team 1 who did not feel bad even though they were given a run.

'Oh My God.'

Woo Ho Young's fan was Marcos.

He made a very fatal mistake as a footballer, but he had other emotions than sadness and anger.

Shock.

Woo-young began to learn today that it is the basis of Spanish youth football.

But it doesn't matter, he showed off his own play and showed off his skills.

'Yes! That's Woo-young Woo! '

In fact, Marcos was a boy born of a football family.

His grandfather Marcos Alonso Imaz played in Real Madrid, and his father Marcos Alonso Pena played in Barcelona.

And every other generation, boy Marcos was currently learning football in Real Madrid.

He grew up listening to the football prodigy when he was a child, but he began to lose interest in football when he became stagnant.

Then I met Ho Young on TV.

2005 U17 Peru World Cup.

Enthusiasm began to revive again after seeing the great performance on the stage.

And finally today.

Met the boy.

I was disappointed at first, but not at all now.

Marcos' eyes were brilliant.

'I want to run together.'

At the same time enthusiasm burned.

'Try to stop it.'

Such a thought was not unique to Marcos.

Similarly, the other first-team players showed their strong will.

To stop Woo Young.

Willingness to show off existence by blocking Woo-young.

By the end of that ten minutes, one team had a chance.

The start broke through on the left side of Marcos.

"get out!"

Percussion!

Despite his physique, his running speed was significantly faster.

It was a speed coming out of solid muscles made by sweating blood.

'It's all over.'

Marcos' feet stopped.

Watched forward with the ball stuck under his feet.

The attacking midfielder and striker of the same team were shaking the two defenders at a reasonable distance.

Very threatening situation wherever you go.

'The outside of the penalty is the most threatening.'

Observation, judgment.

Marcos finished these two very quickly, not like a youth.

All that's left now is action.

I was going to kick the cross with my left foot.

His cross was excellent enough to be admitted by the technical coach of the Hubenyl B team, which was rumored to be obsessive.

Therefore, without delay, he dared to extend his left foot.

But there is a variable.

'Damn it.'

Woo-young, who was out in front, is coming back and putting pressure on Marcos.

It was absurd for Marcos.

It was obviously a second ago, but it was amazing when I came here.

Marcos lost the cross-timing and sent a pass to the central midfielder on the right.

This is because the chances of hitting Woo Ho-young's foot and the touch line out are very high.

I decided to fold once and look for the next opportunity.

That was common sense right.

But considering the specialty of Ho Young, it was a ridiculously dull judgment.

"···Ah!"

Marcos later realized that his behavior was wrong, but things had already gone bad.

Iii.

Scaring his eyes, Marco's two legs turned to the ball.

A sliding tackle intercepts the ball that was moving to the right.

It was a pass blocker that succeeded on the basis of excellent quickness and notice.

widely!

When the ball reached the tip of Ro-young, the broken ball lost his place and bounced high into the air.

If Marcos had a chance to make up, it was now.

'That's mine.'

Marcos is 180 years old.

Soon after Ho Young got up in place and entered the competition, he was really confident this time.

But that didn't go as well.

"큭."

Hoyoung's shoulders jumped high and pushed Marcos violently.

It was not a move to win the aerial ball.

Rather than competing for the ball, Ho Young's intention was not to give the ball to Marcos by focusing on the obstruction.

Whether this is a tentative response or instinct from football intelligence, Marcos could not know, but it was clear.

'Crazy.'

It was not a praise, but a reverence.

Eventually, the aerial ball that no one picked up fell on the floor.

2 defenders ran and kicked it away.

All this happened in less than five seconds.

Marcos had scalp sticky.

At first, I think I'm facing an animal.

Woo-young just looked like a king of unemployed fishers grasping gazelle from the savannah grasslands.

Otherwise, Marcos, who normally admired him, could not pass this moment.

He felt it wasn't a defense, it was an art.

"Ha! Very good. "

I was serious.

Wouldn't it be the players who experienced Maradona's play 30 years ago?

World-class players looked at Maradona and said:

Run a million years, he will not be close to him.

The words now reach deep inside Marcos.

'This is not. You won't be able to run a million years. '

From that moment, Marcos' respect for Ho-young rose to heaven.

Moreover, there was no end.

The ball went back to Team 2, and it was delivered under the feet of Roh Young.

Percussion!

The location of the pass is about 40 meters from the gate.

Ho Young tried to break through without hesitation for 0.1 second.

In the future, one team's center back Moha ran to Burakake and ran at full speed.

It was shortly after Hoyoung's eyes changed sharply.

It was at that moment that his talent stood out again.

"···!"

Marseille turn.

Like all personalities, Marseille turns are not used at any time.

It is Marseille's turn to show his true strength when he's backing off defenses, or when he breaks the balance of his opponents.

And right now this situation.

The smoothly-connected movement of Ho-young completely destroyed the broodstock.

"Ouch!"

One with this.

Next was the last defender Joaquin, who clung to the side.

Swipe.

Hyoyoung's hair leaned to the right, and his hair slid backwards.

Perak!

It was an explosive hit.

A speed that couldn't be followed without a runner made Joaquin feel despair.

Then, last.

'one person.'

Ho-young and goalkeeper Dario, left in the penalty box, leaned back and lowered their center of gravity.

But only 0.5 seconds.

Ho Young stepped shortly into the foot of the foot and exquisitely kicked.

Rock!

Again this time, stable goal decisiveness worked without adding or subtracting.

It was a multi goal.

And.

"number!"

It was my first time in Spain.

"Three days."

The laughter burst out from the stands.

Prior to Real Madrid's New Year's event, Perez was in the Hubenyl team.

"This is the best business in the winter market."

Perez's biggest consideration when buying a player was whether he would be awesome when he wore a white uniform and how much more sales would be made.

That's why they recruited Hoyoung coldly.

But now, Ho-young is far better than she looks.

Of course, I knew a lot of skills before.

I've been receiving Antonio's report steadily, so I've seen many times how great Hoyoung is.

But what is that flexibility and explosive power?

'I don't believe it's the first day of training.'

Believe it or not, Ho Young was actually doing it.

"Three days."

How much he laughed, Perez had to clean up the slightly crooked glasses.

"It's a great kid."

"Hahaha. I agree. "

Mitchell stared at her head, staring straight ahead.

The current score is 3-0.

The match ended with two victories already, but he couldn't take his eye off the field for a moment.

It seemed to miss Woo Ho-young's performance.

Fortunately, the game was already being recorded by other staff.

If you use it as a means of youth marketing, it will be a lottery.

The coach's whistle rang out on the field.

Even though it is a practice game, it is too small.

"On the first day, you prove your worth with a hat trick from the first practice game."

It was a fantastic start to rewrite the history of Real Madrid.

President Perez suddenly came to this thought.

"Francisco said that."

"Have you excavated Maradona?"

Nod.

Perez revived his old memories.

"When Maradona came to the team for an entrance test, he was only eight years old, and he played soccer better than an adult. That's why he pushed forward. I feel like that now. "

"So do i. Woo-young's talent has already been proven in the U17 World Cup. What's left is whether you can preserve that skill to the professional world. "

"Not possible."

"Do you think so?"

"You're handsome. Originally, handsome players pay for their faces. People play as they see it. "

At the end, Perez woke up as if he saw everything.

"I'm going."

"It's time for the event. Oh, and who would it suit? Ho-young is a tutor teacher. "

"I need to know Ho Young's player award you want to draw."

"I want to be a player who didn't exist in history."

"Then, it's better to put one on each player."

"Three days. Joke. "

Perez shook his shoulders and spoke.

"Then do this. The first group of players decided to attend the event today. Who should I ask first? "

"How are you doing for the players who are going to retire soon? Like Zidane. "

"gibberish. Zidane don't send me. It's like that, but I have to run three more years. I can sell one million more uniforms. "

Half a joke half a joke.

Perez left the training field with a smile.

In my mind, I drew a grand plan.

Real Madrid has 138 million football fans worldwide.

Real Madrid, the second most popular club after the United in Asia.

And Asian friend Woo Young.

Mixing these three seemed to produce an interesting picture.

A painting that no one has ever completed.

That's why the growth of Ho-young was very important, and tutoring was very important.

President Florentino Perez's feet got faster.