Chapter Thirty-Seven: Run, Boy (Please...
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Fantasy is always plump, reality is skinny.
The old fairy didn't take out a golden soccer ball and asked Rongguang if he kicked it into the lake, nor did he take out a silver sparkling soccer ball.
In fact, he didn't take out anything, just hugged the football and hummed to Rongguang: "Of course I know that Lu Dao is your ball!" But boy, there are a lot of people running and walking on this road, and you kick football so far, don't you think it's a dangerous thing for someone else? ”
His expression is serious, and with his appearance and dress, he looks righteous and awe-inspiring.
Glory was frightened by his righteousness.
"Uh...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...... Depend on! Suddenly he screamed, pointed at the old fairy with his finger, and asked in surprise: "You are speaking Chinese!" ”
"Is it surprising that the Chinese speak Chinese, boy?"
The Chinese spoken by the old fairy has a little accent from other places, and Rong Guang is not used to listening to it, but he can understand it if he listens carefully, and it is indeed Chinese.
"Uh, are you an old fairy?" Rongguang hurriedly changed the subject.
"I'm not a god, boy, you are also Chinese?" The old fairy stroked his flowing white beard.
Although he said that he was not a fairy, his movements and expressions became more and more immortal, and Rongguang felt that it was almost exactly the same as the fairy in the story that his grandfather told him when he was a child. So he still respectfully called the other party "old fairy".
"I'm from China, my name is Rongguang, what about you, old fairy?"
"My surname is Sun." The old fairy just said his surname, which became more and more mysterious.
After saying that, he threw the football to Glory: "Take the boy, stop doing such dangerous things." ”
Rongguang took the football and thought of his own problem again, so he didn't agree to the old fairy very simply, but frowned.
Seeing the glory like this, the old fairy asked, "Do you have something on your mind, boy?" ”
Glory actually wished that someone would come and listen to his troubles, so he sighed: "Alas, it's a long story......"
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Rong Guang started from his hometown in the northwest, talked about how he got to Brazil, then talked about how he came to Brazil to play football, talked about his achievements on the field, talked about his low points, and finally talked about what he is worried about now.
After listening to Glory's story, the old fairy pinched his beard and asked him, "That is, I can't think of any way to use your running time to train your dribbling?" ”
Glory nodded: "Yes, yes, that's what I meant." ”
The old fairy smiled, stroked his beard one by one, and looked at the glory with a smile.
Rongguang suddenly understood, grandpa said that those immortals are all self-confident people, and they all hope that others will take the initiative to ask them, so is this waiting for themselves to take the initiative to ask?
He immediately said, "Old Immortal, is there any way you can help me?" ”
At this moment, he really regarded the other party as an omnipotent immortal. You must know that football is a very professional thing, how can you find any person who can come up with a solution? But Rong Guang never doubted this, and he felt that the old immortal must have a way!
Sure enough, hearing Glory's request, the old fairy smiled: "What's so difficult about this? ”
Glory and joy - the old fairy really has a way!
"You wait here for me for a while, and I'll come when I go."
After saying that, the old fairy turned around and walked away.
Rongguang didn't dare to ask the old fairy what to do, he really waited in place, of course, he was not idle, but seized all the time to familiarize himself with the ball and improve himself - he began to bounce the ball in place. While upside down, I count in my heart. If the ball lands, then clear it and start again.
Lucas said that at this stage, he had to bounce the ball with both feet three hundred times in a row without landing to be qualified.
So he's been working towards this goal.
When Rongguang broke through two hundred consecutive juggling balls, the old fairy copied his hands, and Shi Shiran walked back.
When he walked up to Glory, he threw what he was holding to Glory.
"Take it."
Glory reached out to catch it, and the football fell. The number of consecutive juggling balls that did not fall to the ground stayed at two hundred and two.
Rongguang glanced down at the thing in his hand, a little surprised: "Net pocket? ”
Yes, it's a net bag, an ordinary net bag used to put a football ball.
This thing can be bought in Brazilian grocery stores, that is, for a few cents, very cheap and ordinary things.
This is the solution that the old fairy gave himself?
He hesitated.
Just when he hesitated, the voice of the old fairy sounded in his ears again: "Put the football in the net pocket!" ”
Glory hurriedly complied.
Only then did he realize that the net pocket was a little long, about two meters, and if it was completely elongated, it would be taller than others.
"Which foot do you use to kick the ball?" The old fairy asked.
"Right foot." Glory replied honestly.
"Then tie the other end to your right ankle!"
Rongguang did as he was told, tying the nylon rope at one end of the net to his right ankle.
"Tie it up."
Glory tugged hard, very tightly.
"Okay, now you can run and practice dribbling at the same time."
Glory is still surprised, this is the end?
The old immortal seemed to know what Dao Rong was thinking, so he laughed: "You think it's very simple? Come, run two steps, kick the soccer ball in your net pocket and try two steps. ”
Rongguang knocked the soccer ball in his net pocket forward, and the knock was very light, and the ball rolled very close.
"You're not as fast as a three-year-old!" Seeing this, the old fairy snorted beside him.
The despised Glory kicked the ball forward, then accelerated forward.
If this is a normal situation, the football will be kicked out by Rongguang ten meters away, and then Rongguang will rely on his super explosive power to start chasing the ball and use his speed to shake off the opponent. This is also the way Rong Guang has been best with the ball so far.
But Lucas said that this can't be called dribbling at all, it is at most called "passing to yourself", and he sent a through ball out of the way and passed it to himself two seconds later......
This way of dribbling the ball is very suitable when there are no defenders in front of you. However, if the opponent shrinks the defense and does not give such space to glory, this kind of ball is no different from giving the opponent a football directly.
Glory sped forward according to his previous experience, but as soon as he lifted his legs, he tripped on the football, then lost all his balance and fell directly to the ground!
Glory who fell to the ground completely ignored his bleeding knees and smashed palms, and he just sat on the ground and stared at the football on the ground bound by the net.
He reacted.
Because the football is covered by a net, it is impossible to roll out more than ten meters, and after the rope is straightened, it will inevitably bounce back, so that you will be tripped by the bouncing ball...... If you don't dare to push hard because you're afraid of being tripped up, you'll never find your rhythm with the ball. Only when the force is just right when you play the ball, so that the football is just right away from you, and you can run with full force without being stumped by the football, then it is considered a great success.
If you want to achieve such a goal, you must reasonably control the force and rhythm of the kick, and control the distance of each stroke to the length of this rope, that is, no more than two meters!
Seeing him like this, the old fairy laughed again: "It seems that you are not too stupid. When you can still run freely with the soccer ball in this net pocket, your problem is solved! ”
Rongguang turned over and got up from the ground, and bowed to the old immortal: "Xie Lu, thank the old immortal!" ”
He really wants to thank the old immortal, after knowing the method, things are simple for him, it is nothing more than repeating and repeating, just like he practices juggling, passing and receiving the ball and shooting, through thousands of repetitions, the correct feeling and experience are engraved in the muscles and recorded in the nerves!
He's the best at this!
The old fairy stood still, and received the glorious gift safely, and then pinched the tip of his beard with a smile and said, "Go run, boy!" ”
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After Rong Guang thanked the old immortal, he began his own cultivation.
He looks for the feeling of running with the ball by constantly touching the ball on the run. It was difficult at first because the football was tied to his feet, unlike the usual football that he played freely. Having something tied to his foot will make him very uncomfortable, not to mention that the football will suddenly bounce back and make him scramble.
In the beginning, it was normal to get tripped by a soccer ball or a rope from a net.
The lakeside boulevard, which used to be an easy run, is now very difficult to even move ten meters.
He was always falling and falling, almost like a person with a leg disability.
Sometimes he had to sit on the floor and untie the knotted ropes of his nets, which were like the perfect work of a master knotster, concentrating all the most difficult knots. Brute force is absolutely not a no-go, patience and calmness are required.
The people around me are watching the glory of falling and getting up again as if they were looking at a neuropath. They don't understand why someone would run with a soccer ball tied to their legs.
But Glory ignored these strange gazes, and unconsciously walked through them, continuing to fall, and then getting up.
In the failure of falling again and again, he summed up the lessons and groped for the ethereal and clueless feeling.
Well, this time it's a little harder......
Still big......
This time it was too small, and the speed couldn't be raised, and the rhythm was out of order......
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm of running is the most important thing, I can't sacrifice my speed just to keep the ball, so what's the difference between me and the average player?
Come on, do it again.
Glory rose from the ground.
Here's what I say most often every time I train:
One more time!
Bruised, it doesn't matter, do it again.
Failed again, it's okay, do it again.
I haven't found the feeling yet, it must be that I haven't practiced enough, tried enough, and done enough, so ...... One more time!
Again, accumulate energy for growth.
Once again, just to get closer to the dream you're chasing.
Glory stumbled and "rolled" on the boulevard—his struggle on the road was not even a "run", and he kept falling and getting up again, and it seemed as if he were tumbling forward—the morning sun cast its shadows on the ground from the dense shade of the trees. The morning sun is reflected on the wide lake next to it, sparkling and glittering with gold.
The glory travels through these shifts of light and shadow, sometimes blocking the reflection of the lake, sometimes hiding in the shade of the trees, sometimes running wildly, sometimes falling to the ground.
But he's still moving forward, no matter what posture he uses, how embarrassed he is.