football light

Chapter 189 Waiting Will Make You Crazy

Liaocheng Moonlight has no night training plan recently, so the headlights of the training ground are not turned on, only a few small street lights are on, making the training ground sink into semi-darkness.

Lu Xiao, who was on the court, also seemed to be in a cloud of fog, which looked very blurry.

At this time, he looked ahead, his body kept shaking, and his feet alternately stopped on the football.

The skill training he performed is called tiptoe kick, also known as tiptoe dance or straw hat dance.To put it simply, it is to stand in one place, place the football at a suitable distance, and then use the toe of one foot to touch the ball. After a certain period of time, the two feet alternate, and the toe of the other foot takes a penalty kick.

At the beginning, you can change your feet every 30 seconds. After slowly finding the rhythm, you can speed up, and finally reach a high-frequency uniform tiptoe penalty.

This is a very basic training that can improve the speed of the player's feet when dribbling.Under standard circumstances, the average player can reach about one hundred per minute.Within four years, Lu Xiao had repeated it countless times, and he quickly reached the fastest speed he could achieve - 120 six per minute.

This result is very good, especially for a tall forward like him, and the coaches have repeatedly praised him in public.

But what Lu Xiao is most proud of is not that he can achieve this speed, but that he can maintain this speed calmly.

Football training is a process of mechanical repetition, using non-stop repetition to let the muscles form memory.During this repetitive process, how to maintain concentration is a headache for everyone.

Many people can surpass Lu Xiao in the speed of tiptoe kicks, but most of them can only exceed 1 minute, and then they will lose their consciousness, resulting in a reduction in the number of completions per minute.

Although this kind of training usually does not last for a long time, there are more than 100 touches per minute, and there is almost no need to think about it after being proficient, so players will easily be attracted by other things during this process. The ball, the heart is no longer here.

Lu Xiao's ability to calm down and not be influenced by the outside world is indeed an achievement to be proud of.

But today, in this training that has been repeated countless times, Lu Xiao gradually slowed down like everyone else.

If Tang and Song came to do this training, how many times per minute can they achieve?Flexibility is Tang Song's specialty, and the frequency of his feet when dribbling the ball is often amazing. If it were him, I'm afraid he could break through the 150 mark per minute, right?And can he maintain this speed?

Although due to physical problems, Tang Song can't last longer than him in this training, but within the effective time, can Tang Song do better than him?

The more Lu Xiao thought about it, the more confused he became, and finally he kicked the ball out.

Training failed?Lu Xiao stared blankly at the flying ball, then caught up with the football and performed another training—the pendulum on the inside of the foot.

This exercise is also a basic technique exercise, using the inside of the foot to move the ball across the legs.This drill enhances ball control while dribbling and develops flexibility while dribbling.During the specific training process, you can either stay still or take the ball forward in small steps.

Lu Xiao also repeated this training for four years.As long as there are no accidents on the uneven ground or interference from other players, Lu Xiao can easily look ahead and take the ball around the court for a circle.During the whole process, he can ensure that there is no mistake.

This seriousness has also been praised by the coach many times.

But still today, he had only walked less than ten meters when he flipped the football over his instep and rolled aside.

Would Tang and Song usually train in this way?How amazing would he be if he did this training?

Lu Xiao was still thinking about Tang and Song.

He stole Tang and Song's chance and came to Liaocheng Moonlight, he stole Tang and Song's chance and got the chance to play in the Super League, he stole Tang and Song's chance and scored his first goal...

And now, Tang and Song are starting to catch up!

Don't rely on anyone, don't rely on any opportunity, don't need any grievances, use your own ability to lead the Royal Machinery Factory to approach him step by step in a distant place.And he is still walking in place, still doing these boring trainings!

No, I want to score goals, I want to be the team's starter, I want to get five golden shoes!

"Roar!"

Lu Xiao roared in the empty field. He picked up the football and blasted it towards the goal in the distance!

"Oh!"

In the silence, it seemed as if the entire stadium was overwhelmed by the power of his shots!In the direction of the dormitory building, someone screamed as if they were frightened by the loud noise.

"Oh!"

Lu Xiao ran frantically, hooked the ball out of the goal with his toes, then turned around and volleyed, blasting the ball towards another goal in the distance!

"Thunder?" Yu Bo got up cursing from the bed, went to the balcony to collect his clothes, and then he saw the astonishing scene on the court!

A figure was on the field, constantly moving between the two goals, kicking the ball to the other goal again and again!

And every time, that person kicked the ball with great power and flew into the goal accurately!

"Damn! What a pervert!" Yu Bo was so lacking in vocabulary that he could only marvel.

Upstairs above Yu Bo, Ma Jun was also looking at the court, with a sneer that became more and more obvious at the corner of his mouth.

On the court, all Lu Xiao could do was shoot, shoot again, keep shooting!

He finally regained his spirited state, he shouldn't have wasted energy in those boring trainings!All he has to do is send the ball into the goal again and again!

"Hey! Tang Song, can you do this kind of shooting!"

Sweat kept oozing from Lu Xiao's muscular body, but he didn't feel tired at all, and even kicked more and more excited!

His talent in physical fitness, another perfect embodiment!

"Tang Song! Can you do this!"

Lu Xiao shouted to the void, challenging the Tang and Song Dynasties thousands of miles away!

Since someone compares him with Tang Song, then he can't lose to Tang Song!

It's not that he hates Tang and Song Dynasties, but the solemn oath he made when he left Linyuan City!

Only by becoming the top player can he be worthy of the boy who gave him the opportunity back then!

"Roar!"

The last shot, finally slipped out of the goal.

Lu Xiao knelt on the ground exhausted, and grabbed the dirt tightly with both hands.

He can't lose, absolutely can't lose!

"Lu Xiao." At this moment, a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of his eyes, and then a blanket was gently placed on his shoulders.

"Your training method is wrong." Mu Weiping, who came to his side, said slightly reproachfully.

"Mourinho..." Lu Xiao wanted to stand up, but could only turn over feebly, and sat on the ground to wipe his sweat with a blanket.

"Your spirit of extra training is touching, but that kind of long-distance shooting practice is unnecessary and does not help you. At the same time, excessive training will overdraw your body. You may not feel it now, but in a few days Years later, you may have frequent injuries."

"Mourinho, I know all this. But I..."

"What are you trying to say? I know, you scored goals on your first pitch and you want to keep going, don't you? Good idea, but it's not necessary. The team doesn't need you to score every game, you just have to If you play a good role on the field, you will be recognized by the public, and scoring goals will come naturally."

"I know Mourinho." Lu Xiao responded in a low voice.He didn't say anything about his desire for the golden shoe, or about the newspaper.

This is the pressure he has to bear, and it should not be passed on to Mu Weiping who cares about him.

"It's good to know. Today's training is not an example, otherwise I will punish you." Mu Weiping said with a smile, "Go back to the dormitory, keep your mind relaxed, and have a good sleep. This is what you should do now. Do it. The first goal is memorable, but it shouldn't mess with your training."

Mu Weiping believed that the reason why Lu Xiao seemed paranoid was entirely because of the goal he scored in the last game.He understood this feeling very well. After he scored his first goal back then, he was no better than Lu Xiao.

It is the duty of the striker of a professional team to score goals, but as a young player, it is inevitable that he will be ecstatic and become abnormal.The only antidote to this kind of thing is time. As long as you play more games and score more goals, players will get used to it.

"Mourinho..."

When Mu Weiping was about to leave, Lu Xiao shouted behind him.

"The next game, I want to start."

Mu Weiping turned around and looked at Lu Xiao with a serious face in surprise.This was the first time Lu Xiao spoke to him with this expression, and Lu Xiao's tone was not discussing with him, but a hint of order.

"Starting? Lu Xiao, what did I tell you before?" Mu Weiping frowned.

He did consider starting Lu Xiao in the last game, and hesitated for a long time.The last game is not important to the team, Lu Xiao's strength and fighting spirit are also worthy of starting.

But in the domestic Super League, there is no absolute gap in the level of players.Strength and fighting spirit are only part of the elements of success, and a player's experience and state are also very important.Moreover, the skills and characteristics of young players have not yet formed, and too much game time is likely to be a double-edged sword for them.

Some young players will be sublimated from quantity to quality because of sufficient game time, while some players will constantly adjust their playing style in order to adapt to the rhythm of the game, and finally get lost completely.

In the Super League arena, many young players emerge every year, but very few of them can reach their due height in the end.Players in the professional league, to put it cruelly, cast a wide net and catch less fish, leaving the last real gold from countless eliminated players.

Mu Weiping didn't want Lu Xiao to be screened out, so he used him very carefully.Originally, he was considering his playing time, but now he made up his mind.

"Your condition is not suitable, you should be a substitute." Mu Weiping did not blame Lu Xiao for his way of speaking.

"Mourinho, I..." If Lu Xiao was still a substitute in the last game, Lu Xiao would have to postpone it for another year to prove that he was worthy of starting.He had already wasted four years, and he was really unwilling to waste another year.Even if it is just a game, he is very eager.

"Okay, that's it. What you have to do now is not to consider starting, but to adjust your mentality. By next year, everything will be fine." Mu Weiping finished calmly, without leaving Lu Xiao any chance to plead, Quickly left the field.

He was afraid that he couldn't bear to agree to Lu Xiao alone.Although a game had little impact on Lu Xiao and the team, he found that Lu Xiao was too sharp at this time, and he might hurt himself while hurting others, so he had to continue to polish.And he felt that he had made it very clear that he would give Lu Xiao the opportunity he longed for soon.

Mourinho, rejected himself...

Looking at Mu Weiping's back that he once relied on, pain slowly appeared on Lu Xiao's face.