Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 1028 - 1027

Outside the wire fence, a limping uncle leaned on it, watching the game. He couldn't play himself, so he could only enjoy the spectacle as a bystander.

However, the level of these amateur players clearly didn't impress him. As he watched, the limping uncle couldn't help but start ranting.

"Tackle! What a waste of an opportunity!"

"Damn, pass back, don't you understand passing back?"

"Come on, can't you assess the situation around you? It's complete chaos!"

"Too amateurish, not a single one knows how to play football!"

Mumbling to himself, the limping uncle looked as if he desperately wished he could run onto the pitch himself. In his eyes, these amateur players were so terrible, it was like an adult watching a game for three-year-olds, which really killed the excitement.

As he ranted, the limping uncle seemed to recall something, and his gaze suddenly turned melancholic.

Now, he could only watch high-level football matches on his second-hand TV at home. He could no longer watch matches live; the only ones he could see in person were amateur games like this one…

Even though they played so poorly, so unimpressively, this was the only live game he could see now…

How heartbreaking!

The limping uncle grew momentarily downcast, losing interest in the game in front of him, and he was about to leave.

At that moment, the ball landed at Lin Fan's feet.

Lin Fan ignored the captain's orders to pass the ball to him. Facing the opposing player coming to tackle him, Lin Fan deftly maneuvered past him with a light touch. Then, when a second opponent charged at him, Lin Fan casually feigned and smoothly brushed past him as well.

What followed was a shocking scene.

In a moment when nobody expected it, Lin Fan took a powerful shot; the ball flew like a bullet from a gun, whooshing through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the opponent's goal.

Stunned!

The opposing goalkeeper was utterly bewildered!

Did something just fly past me?

Did the ball go in?

Who am I? Where am I?

All the players on the field froze at the sight of that goal.

Everyone was in shock!

What just happened? Did this really occur?

Was that a world-class goal?

That was definitely a world-class goal!

With two beautiful dribbles and an astounding shot, Lin Fan showed everyone his incredible skills.

For a moment, cold sweat dripped from everyone's foreheads.

While they were still stunned, outside the field, the limping uncle exclaimed in surprise and jumped up excitedly.

"Amazing, truly amazing! This is the best world-class goal I've seen since Beckham, and in some ways, it even surpasses Beckham. Who would have thought there'd be a football genius on this amateur field?" the limping uncle screamed excitedly.

No one noticed the limping uncle.

By now, the spectators also reacted, clapping and cheering.

Nobody was happier than Loli, who jumped up and clapped vigorously: "Darling, you're amazing!"

Lin Fan was her pride, and she was so proud. She was initially worried Lin Fan couldn't play or adapt, but he turned out to score the first goal, and it was beautiful!

Everyone on the field also reacted, each having different thoughts about Lin Fan's goal.

Some thought Lin Fan's shot was a bit impressive?

They weren't sure, though. After all, Lin Fan himself said he'd never played before. Someone who's never played can't possibly be that good, right? Isn't that contradictory?

More people immediately thought it was just luck!

Exactly, it had to be luck!

Lin Fan was just unintentionally lucky, hitting a wild shot that resulted in a goal—a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse!

"Haha, buddy, you got some luck there!"

The captain of the police team said a bit sourly. Lin Fan's lucky goal put them behind, and he wasn't pleased.

The police captain also went over to lecture Lin Fan: "Didn't I tell you to pass the ball to me? You need to listen next time! This time you got lucky, but there's not always this much luck. If you don't listen to me, next time you'll get the ball stolen, maybe even concede a goal, so make sure to listen to my commands."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I thought..."

Lin Fan had a different opinion. He thought it was an excellent opportunity for an attack. From Lin Fan's perspective, the opponent's defense was lackluster; he only needed to get past two players to have a shot at goal, in a way the opponent never expected, putting the ball into their net.

If he'd listened to the captain and passed to him, they'd have been chasing the ball around like three-year-olds for half the day, so boring.

But the captain didn't let Lin Fan continue, interrupting him: "That was just luck earlier; anyway, you'll be right if you listen to me."

The captain patted Lin Fan's shoulder, indicating there was no need to say more.

The match continued, with the police team temporarily leading by one goal.

The game resumed with both sides starting to scramble again, the scene once again chaotic.

Outside the wire fence, the limping uncle nervously watched, focused solely on Lin Fan, as no one else could catch his attention anymore.

He kept muttering, "Quick, pass him the ball!"

Afraid of misjudging, he wanted to observe Lin Fan's performance carefully again to ensure he was right and that Lin Fan truly was a football genius!

What he was sure of was that Lin Fan, that young man, was very capable. In fact, he already recognized him as the person who saved him on the road—if Lin Fan weren't exceptionally skilled, he wouldn't have been able to easily brush off those young punks.

What a coincidence to meet Lin Fan again, and to see him playing on an amateur field!

What surprised him even more was how well Lin Fan played. It was as if he'd found a diamond among a pile of stones, and this diamond shone brilliantly!

History is eerily similar.

After a hectic scramble among amateur players, the ball once again flew and landed at Lin Fan's feet.

"Over here, pass the ball quickly!"

The captain, afraid Lin Fan would lose the ball, shouted again for Lin Fan to pass it to him.

Lin Fan responded with an oh and this time obediently kicked the ball to the captain, casually, and the ball flew precisely, landing right in front of the captain.

The others didn't feel much about it.

"Incredible!"

But the limping uncle slapped his thigh, praising Lin Fan's pass. The accuracy of that pass was extraordinary, something that couldn't be done without ten years of practice, perfectly giving it to the captain!

This young man, if he hadn't been playing football since childhood and with the best teams in the world, then he must be a genius!

The police captain, having received the ball, was satisfied this time since Lin Fan listened. Receiving the ball, he immediately started organizing an attack.

However, an embarrassing thing happened; after just a few moves, the ball was intercepted by the opponent, who then pushed the entire line forward, closing in on the police team's goal.

"Everyone, fall back!" the captain shouted.

Another intense scramble ensued, and right before their own goal, the ball landed at Lin Fan's feet again.

What followed was an astonishing scene.