Under the gaze of everyone, the football once again left the ground and flew rapidly towards the goal.
Hopkins had originally intended to wash away his shame this time, but when Maël kicked the ball, he realized that he still couldn't judge the trajectory of the ball, or rather, he couldn't react in time.
"Swish!" The sound of the net brushing echoed from behind him, and he lost his balance, falling backward and sprawling on the ground.
"What the f***? He did it again?"
"What's wrong with this kid today? Could it be that he naturally has a powerful shot?"
"Sh*t, the quality is really high."
Another burst of exclamation arose, and this time, there was no more doubt.
Most people glanced at Maël with surprise, as if they were getting to know him again.
A powerful shot does indeed have a very shocking display effect.
It is a direct way of shooting, simple and brutal, and visually demonstrates the level of shooting.
Ian and his group stood rooted to the spot, their faces ashen. They wanted to say something, but couldn't bring themselves to speak.
Two consecutive powerful and high-quality shots were right in front of them. Anything they said would be pale in comparison and would only make them look like clowns.
"Good shot, good shot!"
Head coach Hans superficially exclaimed a few words, but his heart was also trembling. If this kind of quality shot could be used in a match... His eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope for Maël.
In his memory, this player's basic skills were not bad, but he didn't have any special characteristics.
Now, if he could develop a Long Shot, his competitiveness would be greatly improved.
However, what was incomprehensible was that he had never shown such a level of Long Shot before.
When did he develop it? Recently? Hans was certainly aware of Maël's hard work in extra training, but he didn't have much expectation for the effect of his extra training.
Now it seemed that he was somewhat wrong in his judgment.
At the focus of everyone's attention, Maël turned his head and waved with a smile to those who had expressed surprise.
He looked calm and comfortable.
But in fact, a drop of cold sweat had already fallen on his temple... He really wasn't very confident in the second shot. At that time, everyone's threshold had been raised, and it would have been embarrassing if he hadn't scored.
Fortunately, the odds were on his side this time.
He needed to upgrade Long Shot to lv3 as soon as possible, otherwise, how could he show off?
"Today is June 17th. My recent life has been regular and fulfilling. I'm preparing to write a diary. In the future, I'll remove the content related to proficiency and put the hard work part into my autobiography, titled 'How the King of Football is Made'."
"I force myself to get up at 6:30, and do an extra hour and a half of shooting practice before the morning training."
"After Long Shot was upgraded to lv2, the speed of proficiency improvement seems to have slowed down a lot. Before, a few hours of training could increase it by 30 points, but now it can only increase by 20. Fortunately, the goal is to upgrade to lv3 in 17 days, so there's no rush."
"At night, I do extra Strength training in the gym... I'm exhausted. This life is really not for humans."
"June 18th, it seems that I can't keep training like this anymore. Many parts of my body have already shown signs of strain. I have to warm up for a long time before each training session before I dare to do any movements."
"But the speed of shooting improvement has slowed down. If I don't rely on time to accumulate, how can I achieve my goal?"
"At night, while training Strength, my French teammate Karl suggested that I abandon my original eating habits and switch to eating some high-protein, high-carbohydrate, and high-energy foods."
"Accepted."
"June 19th, weekend. You can't become talented without grinding, you can't become a great player without grinding. I grind after waking up, I grind before meals, I grind again after resting for a while after meals. In short, I just grind. I feel uncomfortable if I don't grind for a day, and it feels like I'm going to lose years off my life if I don't grind for three days."
"The proficiency of shooting has reached 159/300, and Strength has also reached 193/300, which is faster than expected."
"Improving my diet doesn't seem to be of much help to my body for the time being, but I really want to improve, I want to get out of the youth team and play in the Premier League!"
"June 20th, a new week has begun, and I feel that the air is fresher. There are 10 days left until the final match, so I must work twice as hard."
"I trained very comfortably today, and I don't seem to be as tired as before. My body is much stronger. Could it be because of the change in diet?" "At night, after returning to the dormitory, showering, and washing my shoes, it's already past 11 o'clock. I went to knock on Karl's dormitory next door. Karl was also not asleep, so we chatted for a while and rested."
"June 21st, this week's morning training has all been changed to tactical training, presumably because the trial elimination match is approaching."
"Everything is as usual, grind it, damn it!"
"June 22nd, London, oh London, this city is not far from me, this is a real international metropolis, and also a city belonging to football.
"How wonderful would it be to play football in London one day? Living in a big villa, driving a sports car, wearing new football boots, and having passionate London bunny girls to keep me company at night."
"June 23rd, I chatted with the team captain Gilbert today and asked about the salaries of the Arsenal youth team."
"I don't know about other things, but they can get a weekly salary of 350-800 pounds, which is about 1500-3500 pounds a month. I'm envious, it's already close to the average salary in London."
"As for the first team? The British football scene at this time can't compare with later generations, and Arsenal is also in a period of financial shortage. But the weekly salary of tens of thousands of pounds is still something I dare not think about for the time being. The Dou Zong powerhouse is terrifying."
"June 24th, training. Improving the diet really helps the body, and the body has become accustomed to the intensity of training."
"June 25th, daily training is like a torture on the will, but the improvement of proficiency is as refreshing as drinking fine wine. I finally understand why someone later said that playing under Guardiola is even more enjoyable than that."
"Because of progress! I want to improve so much!"
"June 26th, progress!"
"June 27th, continue to progress!"
June 28th, night falls, stars twinkling.
Wenger strolled through the Colney Training Base with some melancholy, looking at the base he had personally supervised and built, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
It must have been 1999, when Arsenal had no financial crisis, competing for the title every year, and he was fighting fiercely with Sir Ferguson.
He still vaguely remembered his ambition at that time.
He was determined to build Arsenal into a team like Manchester United, and to make himself immortal in this club.
But... God always teases him, as if he was born to add some tragic stories to this world.
"Pa-thump."
Wenger lit a cigarette. Sometimes, even he himself didn't understand why he was still sticking to this place, when he clearly had the opportunity to go elsewhere.
The answer, perhaps, was only one.
It was a cheesy sentence that no man wanted to say out loud—because of love.
Just as he was thinking, a strange cry suddenly came from the side, seemingly from the gym.
Wenger's eyebrows twitched, and he strode over. He didn't hear clearly until he was twenty meters away that it was a burst of laughter.
"Hahahaha... Wuhu!" The person inside seemed to be celebrating something, occasionally making indescribable strange noises.
Is it that kid?
He had a guess in his mind. According to his observation, only that person would appear here at this time.
Counting the days, he had persisted for almost twenty days, right?
"Leon-Maël."
Wenger spoke a name, feeling the joy inside, his sadness seemed to be diluted a little, "What are you so happy about?"
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