"Dream?" Li Yi looked at Sun Yao, and something seemed to flash out of the corner of his eyes, as if he thought of his former self.

"Your name is Sun Yao?" Li Yi asked.

"Well, Emperor, you are so handsome!" Sun Yao said with a smile.

"Do you want to play professional football?" Li Yi continued to ask.

"Well, I want to become a world-class star! I want to win the World Cup!" Sun Yao said firmly.

"How old are you?" Li Yi asked.

"Nineteen! What's wrong?" Sun Yao asked in confusion.

"Where have you played before?" Li Yi asked again.

"Varsity team, junior high school team!" Sun Yao swallowed.

"You said you are almost 20 years old and have not yet gained any reputation in domestic football. Now you say you want to play professional football. Is it possible?" Li Yi asked strangely.

"I have confidence!" Sun Yao continued to answer.

"Okay, let me ask you a question, do you know who are the best players in football today?" Li Yi suddenly asked an inexplicable question.

"Kaka, Messi, Ronaldinho!" Sun Yao said it firmly.

"Then do you know why they have become the world's top stars?" Li Yi asked again.

"Kaka relies on being cool, and Messi relies on being cute!" Sun Yao replied without thinking.

"What about Ronaldo?" Li Yi asked again.

"C Ronaldo relies on hairspray!" Sun Yao thought for a while and said again.

"Okay, that's very insightful! It's a pity that it's still wrong!" Li Yi said.

"Then what do they rely on?" Sun Yao asked.

"Rely on speed! In the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that cannot be broken. Only speed is king! And Messi, Cristiano Ronaldo, and Kaká can all run under 11 seconds for 100 meters. This is the foundation!" Li Yi said seriously, "And I

, sometimes, I can also run into 11 seconds!”
Chapter completed!