Yipin Tang

Chapter 169 Coach
It is said that the ten fingers connect to the heart, not only the fingers but also the toes are connected to the heart!This is the price of pretending to be aggressive, but then again, there is no difference between a person who does not pretend to be aggressive and a salted fish. His skills will only be despised by others in later generations.

A group of dandies reacted from the amazement and hurriedly sent the grinning Wang Xiang back to the Linchuanhou Mansion. Sun Simiao was studying "Compendium of Materia Medica" in the mansion. When he heard that Wang Xiang was injured, he immediately checked him. My feet are swollen badly.

After asking about the process, Chu Liang shook his head when he learned the reason for Wang Xiang's injury. He gave him acupuncture and applied medicine, and finally the pain was not so severe.

"My toe won't break, will it?"

Seeing Wang Xiang's worried look, Sun Simiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't be broken, and you'll be fine after ten and a half months of rest."

"That's good, that's good." Wang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. He still trusts old man Sun's medical skills. It would be a tragedy if he kicked a ball and broke his toe. People are relieved to know that there is nothing serious.

Cheng Chuliang, who was at the side, heard Sun Simiao's words, but exclaimed, "Huh? It takes ten and a half months of rest to recover?"

Sun Simiao nodded and said: "Although the toe is not broken, it will take ten and a half months of training to recover from the injury. It is easy to leave hidden dangers. During this period, you must not touch the injury, and you cannot wear shoes."

Cheng Chuliang suddenly became anxious: "What about the Cuju competition?"

Wang Xiang was already depressed when his foot was injured. After hearing Cheng Chuliang's words, he said angrily: "I don't need to play in the Cuju competition."

Cheng Chuliang scratched his head in embarrassment: "Didn't you know that Zixin had such good Cuju skills before? With Zixin's Cuju skills, it's easy for our Jubo team to win the first place in this year's Cuju competition."

"That's right, brother Wang's Cuju technique is simply superb, it's amazing."

The other dandies also echoed, this is not a compliment but a feeling from the heart, Wang Xiang's show on the court shocked these dandies, they never thought that there are so many tricks in Cuju.

"Brother-in-law can play cuju?" Little Lolita stared curiously at her big watery eyes.

The performance of the crowd is still very useful to Wang Xiang. It is impossible to play in person. Let alone his right foot is injured, even if he is not injured, he would not dare to play with the group of Cuju hooligans in front of him. The legs and shoulders fell, and Cheng Chuliang said that they still have a lot of tricks...

"Cough." With a pretentious dry cough, he said calmly: "Cuju is not a one-person sport. It depends on the cooperation of the team to win. No matter how good the game skills are without good cooperation, one cannot win. In fact, your Physically very good, just lacking a good coach."

"coach?"

Seeing that they all looked confused, Wang Xiang explained: "He is the one who instructs you in Cuju."

Gao Zhenxing was the first to react, and asked excitedly, "Brother Wang, is he going to guide us in Cuju?"

Wang Xiang lay on the bed with his right foot up on a bench and spread his hands: "I can be your coach if you want, but you must listen to me." It took half a month to train a group of cuju hooligans Wang Xiang also Not too sure, but fortunately, although these dandies are a bit violent, their physical fitness is much stronger than those first-class players in later generations.

After listening to Wang Xiang's words, Gao Zhenxing's eyes lit up and he patted his chest to assure him: "No problem, we can do whatever Brother Wang asks us to do!"

Thinking that in the cuju competition, he could dribble from left to right like Wang Xiang, turn around 360 degrees in the air, and white cranes spread their wings... This group of dudes agreed very smoothly.

"Yes, Zixin let us use the sweeping leg, we definitely don't have to throw it over our shoulders!"

Depend on!Cheng Chuliang, can you please stop talking!

Because of the injury, Wang Xiang had a deep resentment for the hard ball filled with rice bran. Taking advantage of the opportunity to popularize football knowledge for these dandies, he strongly proposed to improve the cuju ball!

As a football fan, Wang Xiang's theoretical knowledge is many times stronger than his football skills, from Cuju to football, from game rules to training skills, from basic tactics to psychological tactics, from football teamwork to battlefield skills Formation of troops...

The eloquence was eloquent, but a group of dandies were confused when they heard it, but they felt that Wang Xiang was unfathomable.He is worthy of being the number one talented person in Chang'an City. Not only does he know how to recite poems and compose Fu, he is proficient in Cuju, and he even has a lot of research on marching formations.

It wasn't until those dandies left that Wang Xiang realized that he had exaggerated a bit too much. Wu Shun, Ju Yiya, little loli, and little girl all looked at him with admiration, and even old man Sun had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Uh...well, little girl, go ask Aunt Lin if the meal is ready, I'm a little hungry."

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In the past few days, Li Er is in a good mood and feels comfortable all over.

The affairs of the bank are going very smoothly. All the money invested from the internal treasury has been recovered. The people's savings are enough to maintain the loan. In addition, people are paying back the money one after another. The bank has begun to make profits, and as Wang Xiang said, the aristocratic family also They all started to save money in the bank, so that Li Er not only controlled the money of the people in the world, but also the money of the aristocratic family.

At this time Li Er had just finished his meal, holding a newly printed novel by Linglong Bookstore in his hand, and a cup of hot tea on the mahogany table in front of him, the great eunuch Chen Guigong was standing beside him.

"Is Wang Zixin injured? What's the matter? Is the injury serious?" Li Er put down his book and frowned. Three consecutive questions are enough to show that he attaches great importance to Wang Xiang. In less than a year, Wang Xiang gave him Too many surprises.

Chen Gui quickly replied: "It seems that he was injured when he was playing cuju at Duke Lu's mansion. He hurt his toe. Dr. Sun showed it to him and said that he would recover after ten and a half months of rest."

Only then did Li Er stretch his brows and picked up the half-read novel again, shook his head and smiled, "Cuju can hurt your toes, this prince is new... By the way, speaking of cuju, isn't it the day of the Cuju competition? gone?"

Chen Gui smiled and said, "In half a month, it will be the day of the Cuju Competition in Chang'an City."

Li Er nodded: "Well, many foreign countries will bring their Cuju teams to this year's court meeting. The best team will be selected during the Cuju competition. Don't let Datang's name be weakened during the court meeting."

Chen Gui quickly nodded in agreement.

"This prince is new, it's okay to write a poem and come up with a plan, such things as riding a horse..."

Seeing Li Er shaking his head, Chen Gui said with a smile: "I heard that the Marquis of Jiayuan showed his skills in the Cuju field today, he is very prestigious, and he even became the coach of the Cuju team."

"Oh?" Li Er's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested, and he closed the books in his hands.

(End of this chapter)