"...Do you know what a suicide squad is?"

"You are the death squad."

"Normally, I don't care how you fish."

"Once I ask you to play a role, you must fight to the end for me!"

Every word Zeng Zheng explained was engraved in Li Yi's heart and he repeated it over and over again.

During the halftime break, Li Yi was the player on the court who knew Zeng Zheng's tactical plan the most.

He didn't know why the head coach would give such an important task to him who had already run half the game.

But when he learned about Zeng Zheng's tactical plan, Li Yi also hesitated.

"Boss Zeng, I, I always feel that if we, we play like this, are we doing a little harm? Isn't this too embarrassing?"

"Disgraceful?" Zeng Zheng smiled slightly after hearing this, stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Yi's head again and again, "Young man, do you want to play better? Or do you want to win the championship?"

"I... of course I want to win the championship!"

"Then let me tell you, in front of the champion, face is not worth a dime!"

yes!

What does face mean in front of a champion?

Li Yi nodded fiercely.

He vowed never to live up to his coach's expectations of him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

One leg, two legs, three legs...

The angry curses that filled the sky turned into sharp arrows, stabbing straight into Li Yi's chest.

No one knows how many times Li Yi was kicked while protecting the ball, and no one knows how many curses Li Yi was scolded while protecting the ball.

Every time he stood in front of the corner cue, Li Yi felt that he was a laughing stock in the eyes of fans all over the world and a "master of cheating" in the mouths of fans all over the world.

No matter where I go in the future, local kids will point their noses at me and say, "Look, that guy is the guy who cheated on me in the World Youth Championship finals!"

But for the sake of the championship, Li Yi still clenched the corner flagpole in front of him and refused to let go.

The time goes back to one minute before the end of the game.

When Shao Jiayi tried his best to win the header, Zeng Zheng's shout rang in Li Yi's ears.

"Run!!!"

At the same time, Li Yi opened his lead-filled legs, gritted his teeth, and consumed his last bit of physical energy on his legs.

50 seconds before the end, Zeng Zheng's voice sounded again.

"Keep taking the ball to the corner!"

"Protect me!"

"Guard until the end of the game!"

At this point, Li Yi never received any more signals from Zeng Zheng.

When he was once again forced to the corner by his opponent and turned around, Li Yi already understood that this was the last task assigned to him by the organization.

At this moment, Li Yi seemed to be transformed into a guerrilla force who received orders from his superiors to go deep behind enemy lines, or like Voyager 1, who was exiled by scientists.

No supplies, no reinforcements, and no follow-up.

As long as you can hold on, that's how long.

Facing the enemy's double-teaming, all Li Yi could do was grit his teeth and persevere.

After an unknown amount of time, the "punching and kicking" from behind stopped.

But Li Yi remained the same, clinging to his body and bending over.

Hold the corner flagpole tightly with one hand, support your knee with the other hand, and protect the ball under the corner flagpole.

In his spirit, he was still holding on desperately while being flanked by countless enemies.

Looking at the enemy troops rushing towards him from all over the sky, Li Yi fought and retreated.

He could clearly feel the life flowing out of his body bit by bit.

But he had no choice but to persist.

"come!"

"come!"

"Keep going, keep going!"

"I'm not afraid!"

"Afraid of no one!"

Li Yi is like Jacky Cheng, who plays the general in "The Myth". Facing countless enemy troops, he yells with all his last strength.

Then, he felt his body become weak.

Having lost all his energy, he fell to one side.

The moment he fell, he seemed to see Zeng Zheng's face.

"Touch Zeng..."

"sorry..."

"I tried my best!"

Li Yi closed his eyes and fell into endless darkness.

puff!

No stiff collisions.

Li Yi only felt that he fell into a warm embrace.

Um?

what happened?

I'm alive?

Li Yi opened his eyes and saw a face twisted with excitement.

"Whahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Big D, we won, we won!!!"

"We are champions, champions!!!"

Um???

Won?

champion??

Li Yi was stunned.

Suddenly he realized that he was still in the World Youth Championship.

Won?

When did you win?

"The game is over?"

"It's over, it's over!!!" Zheng Zhi, who was wearing work clothes, was so excited that he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Big D, okay, you kid is really forbidden to kick! He kicked so hard from the other side and he didn't even grab it!"

"I..."

Li Yi thought a few words.

But as soon as he exerted force, the bone-chilling pain came from his two calves, causing him to fall into Zheng Zhi's arms again.

"Damn it, be careful!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a little unsteady!" Li Yi blushed.

"It's okay, just let Boss Zeng get some medicine and spray it on you."

Zheng Zhi did not make fun of Li Yi's weak legs.

Instead, he lifted one of Li Yi's arms and put it around his neck.

Carrying the limping Li Yi, he slowly walked towards his bench.

Every time Li Yi was kicked while protecting the ball, his teammates on the bench could see clearly.

If Zhu Guanghu and others hadn't stopped them, these substitutes might have rushed into the field and started fighting with each other.

The sidelines were full of Chinese youth team staff celebrating the victory.
To be continued...