It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 4 4 Big Steps
In the 32nd minute, Bojan's shot was blocked and Anez passed the ball to Keita.

Thomas stood in front of Keita again, his heart pounding.

This is not a sign of excitement, this is a sign of panic!

Although I don’t know why the head coach wants to coach with his son, I used to think that his son was too incompetent and had to rely on his father.

Later, Thomas still couldn't understand how bad his father must be to take his son with him even to the Western Conference C3.

As Charr's teammate and Keita's first opponent, Thomas didn't know whether Charr or Keita was stronger, but he couldn't defend either.

However, after many training sessions within the team, Thomas finally realized a truth: to defend against an undefended player like Charles, all the defenders have to do is move around and pretend to be defending, and that's all they have to do to justify their salary.

But before Thomas could make any move, Keita had already kicked the ball under!
Thomas quickly turned around, and fortunately the kick was not strong enough and was caught by Mitchell.

Mitchell tucked the ball under his armpit and walked slowly forward.

The Barcelona players who had gathered in the Benedetto penalty area in the previous second quickly retreated like a tide.

Mitchell threw the ball up and slammed his left foot on it.

"call out--"

With Mitchell's earnest expectations, the ball was not unbearable. On the contrary, in the hopeful eyes of the Benedictal fans, it seemed to have wings, transformed into a carrier bird announcing good news, flew sixty meters, and landed accurately on Charles' feet.

Pique pressed Charles, forcing him to move closer and closer to the sideline.

He wasn't here to see Ciel transformed into a superhero.

Facing the eager Pique, Charles calmly dribbled the ball to lure Pique to steal the ball.

Just as Pique stretched out his left foot to prepare for a steal, Charles poked the ball with the toe of his right foot, and the ball drew an arc from behind Pique, accurately bypassing Pique, and then Charles pushed Pique away with his right hand, and after a rapid acceleration, it returned to his feet.

Meteor in stride.

The wind chases the lightning.

As fast as lightning.

Pique did not give up and kept blocking the angle of Charles' shot from the inside. Just when Charles was forced to the baseline by him, Pique boldly stretched out his foot again.

But he overestimated himself and underestimated Charles.

Charles leaned forward, locked his ankles, and rubbed the inner instep of his left foot against the middle and lower part of the ball, giving the ball an upward and side spin, and finally a natural forward movement -

"call out--"

As graceful as a startled dragon.

Like a swimming dragon.

The ball made an arc in the air. Valdes, who was standing near the goal post, was once again helpless and watched the ball go straight into the dead corner.

Benedetto 3:0 Barcelona.

The whole place fell silent.

The Barcelona fans who were chatting and laughing were silent.

It was like a dream, and the Benedetto fans who were still in disbelief opened their mouths wide once again.

There are clearly thousands of people on the field.

Silence fell.

You can hear the needle drop.

It seemed as if a pantomime was being performed at the scene.

The protagonist of the story, Benedikt's No. 10, Charles slowly opened his arms, raised them at 45 degrees, and walked step by step from the corner flag area to the Benedikt fans' stand.

Your new emperor makes his debut!
Seeing Charles looking like an emperor ascending the throne, the field was like an erupting volcano, with shouts, curses, screams... mixed together, resounding through the sky and shaking the earth.

"The ball went in!

“The ball went in!!
“The ball went in!!!

"Benedetto's number 10, 18-year-old Charles, once again played tricks on Barcelona's defense.

"I think I was wrong. I said before that he was just shining among the stars of Barcelona. But this time, what I want to say is that the stars of Barcelona are dimmed by the reflection of Charles. "I don't know why such a player who is destined to be regarded as the tactical core of any giant club would appear in the Spanish C3. He is a pearl in the ocean, a salt cart of sweat and blood, and a hidden dragon!

"But Fengcheng Sword Qi, a treasure like this that stands out from the crowd, will eventually stand out."

Jacques stood on the sidelines, smiling and clapping. He was obviously very happy in his heart, but for some reason, his nose felt sore and tears welled up in his eyes.

It has been 13 years, and no one knows how he has suffered during these 13 years.

Guardiola, whose mood was completely different from Jacques', kept touching his head, wishing he could turn off all the broadcasts and all the videos of the game that had just happened would disappear - because he had already started to think about how much money he could offer to Charles.

Not only Guardiola, but also many coaches who were reminded by scouts and watched the game together have almost started to contact the Benedetto Club, waiting to bring Charles over in this winter transfer window!
During the time that Charles was on the field, he performed two one-on-one moves and one by dodging and evading in a pursuit.

Flexible dribbling, amazing ball sense...

In a nutshell, it means having both the skills and the body.

Such a talented player is rare even in a youth training camp like La Masia that gathers countless talented players.

I didn’t expect to find a treasure in this King’s Cup competition.

……

The game starts again.

In the 40th minute, Bojan passed the ball to Xavi, who passed it to the right.

Keita receives the ball.

Facing the surrounding Krejci and Haber, Keita supported himself with his right foot, leaning his body like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. While swinging his left arm, his left foot stepped in front of his right foot, and tapped the inside of his foot -

"Snapped--"

Xavi made a forward run and kicked the ball with his right foot. The ball was like a starting gun. Keita and Krejcić, who received the order, ran towards the ball frantically.

Krejci, who was running on the inside, had a clear advantage over Keita. Just when Keita was about to receive the ball, Krejci fell to the ground and made a tackle, but he clearly underestimated Keita's reaction ability.

Just when Krejci was about to tackle the ball, Keita lifted the ball directly with his left foot facing the goalkeeper who was coming out.

Mitchell threw his hands upwards, and when he looked up in embarrassment, he found that the ball just passed through the gap between his hands, hit the inside of the crossbar and bounced into the goal.

Barcelona's counterattack came quickly, like a tide.

Benedikt restarted the game.

Murris passed the ball back to Lautska, who waited for his teammates to get into position and then made a long pass to the front court. However, the accuracy of this long pass was obviously lacking, as Hleb did not stop the ball and volleyed it directly.

Eto'o made a header in front of the goal and the ball went straight to the upper left corner. Mitchell was helpless and could only watch the ball fly into the goal again.

Barcelona 2:3 Benedetto.

……

The first half of the game ended quickly and the two sides exchanged the ball in the second half.

Benediktuo kicks off.

In the 46th minute, Charles received a pass from Desek and rushed down the middle.

Faced with the obstruction of Keita and Hleb, Charles stopped suddenly, then pushed with the outside of his right foot, moved sideways quickly and pushed Hleb away with one hand.

Meteor in stride.

The feet do not touch the ground.

Move as fast as flying.

Just as Heleb caught up, Charles kicked the ball with the outside of his left toe. Seeing the bad situation, Pique jumped immediately, but what he didn't expect was that the ball actually had an arc and went directly over the left side of his head.

Morris was standing at the back post and before he could react, the ball bounced right through his head and into the goal!

Valdes reached out to intercept, but the ball eventually rolled into the net along with it!

Morris touched his head and looked at the goalkeeper and the ball in the goal. It was a goal?!

We beat Barcelona 4:2?!

(End of this chapter)