The next day, the event continued as planned. In the morning, Cao Baming accompanied them to a Chinese youth training ground, where he met the future prospects of Chinese football.
The players here varied in age, with some as young as ten and others already adults.
Everyone held Cao Baming in high regard, viewing him as a legend, an idol, and a future goal.
As he walked through, Cao Baming also gave out some signed jerseys and shoes, and even participated in the team's training, though he couldn't use his full strength when playing with the younger children.
Before leaving, seeing the children's determination on the field, Cao Baming felt a sense of fulfillment.
Perhaps Chinese football truly had a future!
The afternoon's schedule was a dribbling skill challenge. The rules were similar to the first day, and the venue was the same.
However, the organizers couldn't bear to keep losing money. They were still pained by the fifty thousand yuan they had paid out last time.
Although other aspects like commercial promotion and sales had generated tens of millions, they still felt it wasn't worth it.
Therefore, that morning, they hastily modified some rules and increased the difficulty of the challenge!
The fans gathered around the venue early, just like the previous day, cheering and excited!
The atmosphere was even more intense than yesterday!
Many people, after learning that someone had successfully taken home fifty thousand yuan the day before, seemed to have gone mad and rushed to get a ticket overnight.
Cao Baming stood with Wu Xue as usual. After an opening speech, the host began to explain the rules for today's challenge.
"You should all be able to see the props and obstacles placed on the field. That's right, you guessed it! Today's challenge is a dribbling race!"
The audience followed the direction of the host's finger, looking at the pile of strange props on the field, things they had never seen before.
Just moments ago, they were speculating about what these items were for. Hearing the host's explanation, they realized that there were gaps between these obstacles, and these gaps were likely the paths they would run through.
But it was too long, practically spanning the entire field!
"This event requires extremely strict ball control! Without solid fundamental skills, it's unlikely you'll even be able to reach the finish line with the ball!"
Indeed!
Many fans, hearing this, looked at the obstacles on the field and began to shake their heads. If they were to go up, they wouldn't have the confidence to dribble such a long distance without hitting the obstacles.
Not to mention, it was a race!
"...There's still a time limit, three minutes this time. You need to make a round trip and score a goal, with the most goals scored winning!"
Cao Baming listened from the side. After dribbling, they had to shoot. Although the distance was not far, only twenty meters, if they missed the shot, it would all be in vain.
Previously, it was simply counted by round trips. Now, shooting was added.
The difficulty had indeed increased. It seemed that fans without real skills would struggle to even score one goal!
Soon, the fans began the draw. This level of difficulty seemed even harder than the thirty-five-meter long shot from the previous round!
However, the number of applicants had not decreased, which was the situation the leaders hoped for.
After all, with more people just filling the spots, the possibility of someone actually winning the grand prize would be reduced.
On the field, there were five lanes. This time, before the host could even speak, the audience from the sidelines had already noticed something. With five lanes, it was obvious that one was a dedicated lane for Cao Baming, while the other four were for the fans.
After all the rules were explained, the reality was exactly as they had expected.
This time, only four people would compete against Cao Baming, which made it even harder to win!
A few lucky fans then came onto the field to warm up, exchanging glances. Two minutes later, the competition officially began!
Five people started side by side, moving forward together!
But Cao Baming instantly overtook the four fans, leaving them far behind!
"This astonishing burst of speed...!"
Cao Baming smiled slightly. Fortunately, he had put all his attribute points into speed before coming. His speed attribute was now at least in the eighties, comparable to Achraf Hakimi!
Soon, Cao Baming reached the finish line first and calmly scored.
Meanwhile, on the fans' side, only two out of the four players managed to bring the ball to the finish line without hitting any obstacles. But by the time they shot, Cao Baming had already scored his second goal!
"So, you can't just blindly pursue speed! Because if you hit an obstacle, you have to start over!"
Although these fans played football regularly, their ball sense was nowhere near Cao Baming's. After all, there was a huge gap between professionals and amateurs, and Cao Baming was one of the best among professional players.
The first round of competition ended quickly. One person only managed to score one goal in three minutes, wearing an embarrassed expression, while his teammate looked at him with disdain.
"The fan group scored a total of 6 goals! Earning 6 points!"
"Cao Baming scored 17 goals, earning 17 points!"
The audience burst into laughter, unable to contain themselves.
The gap this time was too enormous!
However, watching these few people make fools of themselves was already very amusing. They were basically making mistakes the whole time, like a group of children who had never played football before.
The people below had already started to criticize.
"How dare they even sign up?"
"I'd be better than him even wearing slippers!"
The senior executives sitting in the back began to smile subtly. It seemed the situation was under control, and they probably didn't need to worry about anyone actually winning the grand prize this time!
Moreover, even if someone did win, it would only be twenty thousand yuan for the four of them!
In the next two hours, fans took turns challenging, but not a single group managed to exceed 10 goals. The organizers had set the difficulty a bit too high!
Cao Baming was also getting a bit tired. As the host announced, the challenge event ended.
What followed was the sales event that the organizers were most looking forward to. Cao Baming would personally participate in signing autographs, which would include Chinese team jerseys and many other training outfits, as well as new casual T-shirts co-designed by apparel factories.
In addition, some shoe manufacturers also seized this opportunity...
The audience had also been eagerly awaiting this moment, their wallets already prepared, ready to splurge today!
The moment sales began, a crowd of spectators surged forward. Under the maintenance of dozens of staff members, they gradually formed queues, with long lines stretching for at least a kilometer!