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Chapter 12 Ling Feng Goes Crazy
There is less than a week until the next game.

The enthusiasm of everyone in the training was in full swing. Looking at the figures coming and going on the court, Yang Luo, who was standing outside the court, was also very encouraged. As a member of the team, he also had to work hard.

In the afternoon training, Yang Luo still mainly jogged, while Nana stood beside the bench, holding a timer in her hand to record the data of each lap.

学校的足球场地是长90米宽45米的那种，跑一圈是270米，杨洛要跑1000米大概是要4圈。第一圈下来杨洛就已经开始大口喘着粗气了。

When Yang Luo ran past Nana's bench, she heard Nana say in a serious manner: "Don't breathe through your mouth, don't breathe chaotically, have a rhythm when inhaling and exhaling, don't hold your breath Running is not good for the body, and the training effect is not good."

Slightly nodding his head, Yang Luo tried to adjust his breathing, running at a constant speed with the high temperature on his head. Although the speed was still not up, he felt much better than yesterday.

In this way, after 30 minutes, Yang Luo finally finished the jogging training.

The time he took today was much faster than yesterday, 44 minutes.

Seeing Yang Luo complete the goal, Nana smiled and handed over the towel and said, "Yang Luo, you seem to be in better condition today than yesterday."

Yang Luo sat down on the bench, and was finally able to breathe heavily, but this made him feel even more tired.

At this time, the reminder sound of the completion of the task sounded in his mind, a smile appeared on Yang Luo's face, and his physical strength increased by 0.5. A slight warmth filled his body and limbs, and his fatigue was immediately diluted a lot.

Taking the towel handed over by Nana, Yang Luo sincerely said, "Thank you."

"Hee hee," Nana sat down next to Yang Luo, took out a bottle of mineral water from the box next to the chair, and handed it over, saying, "Drink some water and take a rest first."

Yang Luo was very moved by Nana's subtle care, and he took the water and drank it directly.

At this time, the loud voice on the court attracted Yang Luo's attention.

"Pass the ball!" Ling Feng shouted.

Li Rong, who was playing with his teammates, was taken aback for a moment, and quickly passed the ball. After Ling Feng got the ball, he quickly passed the two players, and rushed to the frontcourt, that dazzling dribbling, like lightning The speed makes people can't help showing a tongue-smacking expression.This is not a formal competition, should we be so serious.

"Bang" a muffled sound.

Ling Feng kicked the ball into the net vigorously, then turned around and shouted at Li Rong: "What were you doing just now? Are you playing?"

Ling Feng's sudden outburst left everyone stunned. This was just a training session. Why did Ling Feng work so hard?

Afterwards, everyone put away their playful attitude and began to seriously practice duels. With this seriousness, everyone more or less understood why Ling Feng was going crazy.

Li Rong's cooperation was terrible.

"Catch the ball" At this time, Li Rong passed the ball again, but the ball fell to the ground before it even reached Ling Feng, and it rolled a few times before it landed at Ling Feng's feet.

Seeing the ball slowly rolling towards him, Ling Feng was stunned, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked it violently.

The ball drew an arc, brushed Li Rong's cheek and flew out.

Feeling the ball brushing his cheek and flying past, Li Rong stood there like a puppet, he didn't react until he felt a burning sensation on his face.

"Ling Feng, what do you mean?" Li Rong walked up to Ling Feng and asked.

"Are you sure it's my partner? Or do you want to go back to the bench? How did you pass the ball?" Ling Feng said angrily.

"I'm not a machine, how can I pass the ball at the same speed every time..." Li Rong bit the bullet and argued. He also knew that he had overplayed his game recently, because he had more opportunities to control the ball. When I got the ball, I couldn't help but want to show more, but my technique couldn't keep up.

Ling Feng stepped forward and grabbed Li Rong's clothes: "Say it again."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the players rushed up one after another.

"Let go of them all." Captain Chang Yang quickly rushed up to separate the two.

The scene on the court made Yang Luo stunned. Ling Feng's performance these days was different from before, as if he had something on his mind.

"What happened to Ling Feng?" Yang Luo asked.

Nana sighed and shook her head as if she didn't want to talk about it: "Today's training may end early."

Yang Luo didn't understand what it meant, so Chang Yang shouted: "The training is over here, everyone go back and rest early." After speaking, he pulled Ling Feng aside.

Nana stood up from the ground and said, "I have to go and do Ling Feng's ideological work."

Yang Luo nodded and said, "Okay, you go to work first."

Although today's jogging plan was completed ahead of schedule, Yang Luo still felt weak. It seemed that other tasks today could only be put on hold. He slowly got up and walked out of the court.

"Yang Luo."

When Yang Luo raised his head, his expression froze: "Zhang Xiao, why haven't you left yet?"

Zhang Xiao hurriedly ran down from the stands and said, "I'm worried about you, so I'll come over and have a look." After speaking, he kept looking into the stadium from time to time.Yang Luo glanced back, then turned to look at Zhang Xiao, and said, "Then I have to thank you?"

Zhang Xiao quickly laughed and said, "No need, let's go, I'll help you go home."

Along the way, Yang Luo always recalled Ling Feng's appearance today in his mind, and always felt that there was something in his heart.He couldn't help asking: "During the training today, Ling Feng seemed very unhappy. The training ended early. You are well-informed. Do you know what's going on?"

"Huh? Ling Feng?" Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, "Don't look at Ling Feng's aloofness now, he holds grudges very much."

"What do you mean?" Yang Luo asked puzzled.

Zhang Xiao smiled, "It's just about Zhao Hu."

"Zhao Hu?" Yang Luo recalled the name, "From Yucai High School?"

"That's right, our next match will be Yucai High School. Zhao Hu is the absolute main force of Yucai High School, a formidable striker. Ling Feng's next match will be him. Let's watch their duel." Zhang Xiao said.

Yang Luo stopped immediately and asked, "What's the matter with them?"

Zhang Xiao waved his hands, supported Yang Luo as he walked, and said, "Zhao Hu and Ling Feng used to be teammates in the same middle school. At that time, Ling Feng's ability was not as outstanding as it is now. Zhao Hu is one year older, and his strength is at its peak. Therefore, Ling Feng was arranged as Zhao Hu's substitute. Ling Feng could show a good performance every time he played. Zhao Hu was worried that Ling Feng would affect his position, so he deliberately suppressed Ling Feng with his excellent physical strength. The opportunity to play, it was not until after Zhao Hu graduated that Ling Feng had more opportunities to play."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiao turned to look at Yang Luo, and asked: "Ling Feng is a guy with super self-esteem, and now that the two are duel, he will definitely explode and step on Zhao Hu, but... Hey"

Seeing that Zhang Xiao stopped talking halfway through, Yang Luo hurriedly asked, "Can you stop making people hungry?"

"Zhao Hu is a difficult guy. This guy is known for his brutality. On the contrary, there are no opponents who have fought against him without injury. Ling Feng has comprehensive skills, but he needs a good partner to cooperate with him, so he is always beaten by other players. I'm dragged down. In the next game, I feel a little mysterious." Zhang Xiao said.

Yang Luo nodded: "So that's the case."

It's just that Nana didn't want to say what she wanted to say in her mind.Does she know it too?

Shaking his head, Yang Luo drove out his strange thoughts.

In the following days, Ling Feng trained hard every day, and the training intensity was several times higher than usual, but he still persevered and practiced hard until very late.

Apart from completing the jogging task every day, Yang Luo gradually began to try to do other daily routines, but he could only do part of the task, unable to meet the task completion requirements, and could not increase other attributes. He just watched his physical strength increase day by day , I believe that other tasks will be completed soon.

In this way, the competition against Yucai is getting closer and closer.

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