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Chapter 163 Desperate Training
As soon as Yang Luo and Andy left, the whole restaurant immediately became chaotic again. Kone always sat in the back with Duran. He had read the news, and even he was shocked by that kick.

He really couldn't believe that those shots were all from Yang Luo's feet, because he knew what these shots represented. Since he had this ability, why did he still lose at his feet in the first place?

Kone, who was depressed, suddenly heard Andy's roar, and felt extremely depressed again.

As the number one trump card of Racing Santander, he really looked down on Yang Luo from China. He felt that the team was like a pool of holy water, and Yang Luo was like rat shit, it would mess up as soon as it came in, but the team actually measured it for him. He made a special training for himself, which made him very unhappy.

At the door, Yang Luo hurriedly stopped Andy.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, okay? I'm just telling you what Pires said. Don't think about it." Yang Luo warned Andy very seriously. I only ate one steamed bun, and after passing the word, I will make you a whole meal and eat 8, 9, or even worse.

Yang Luo didn't want to make things big, if he didn't do anything in the end, it wouldn't be embarrassing.

Looking at Yang Luo's serious look, Andy also knew that he had some problems with his understanding just now, but he was very envious. He has been in the team for more than a year, and Portugal has never formulated special training for himself. Of course, Yang Luo has this capital, which is not enviable, and Andy knows this.

"I know, it won't happen in the future," Andy said with his head down.

Andy is a few years younger than Yang Luo, so of course he can't think about things so thoroughly. Seeing Andy bowed his head and looked disappointed, Yang Luo realized that his tone just now was too strong.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo immediately regretted to death: "Ah, I'm sorry, I have no other meaning."

Andy raised his head and showed his usual confident expression again, "Haha, it's okay, Yang Luo, you have to work hard, I haven't achieved any results after a year of mixing, you must not let me down."

Listening to the other party's encouraging question, Yang Luo nodded, "Don't worry, I will work hard, and so will you."

"Well. Let's work together." Andy said, clenching his fists.

For the other team members, the end of the morning training is equivalent to the end of the whole day's training. Andy is putting on his sneakers and preparing to take Yang Luo to the beach, Yang Luoke feels worried.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you these few days." Yang Luo pouted and said disappointedly.

Andy was taken aback, stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

There was no other way, Yang Luo could only tell the mission that Nick entrusted to him.

"This is the schedule that Nick gave me, take a look," Yang Luo handed the schedule that Nick gave him to Andy from his pocket.

Andy took a look at it, and exaggeratedly shouted: "8 hours of training a day, this is too abnormal,"

Yang Luo has no choice, the rhythm of Europe is too fast, and it will cost more to adapt. Besides, Yang Luo also hopes to become stronger, because only in this way, he is qualified to have a foothold on this stage .

Andy can't help it, Nick is not a fuel-efficient lamp, even Portugal has to give him some thin noodles, Andy sighed after thinking about it, and said: "Well, I think there will be some people today. Few people are waiting to see your show, they must be disappointed."

Yang Luo could only smile wryly, there was no other way, but he believed that when he appeared on the beach next time, he would make everyone's eyes shine.

The training in the afternoon still made Yang Luo exhausted, but with his strong willpower, he still insisted on completing all the tasks assigned by Nick. After the training in the afternoon, Yang Luo felt that his whole body was falling apart, especially the muscles in various parts of his body. , is simply more sour than vinegar.

Moreover, he felt his muscles constantly sending him signals, which were signals of a desire for a quick energy supply.

Seeing Yang Luo lying on the ground, only gasping for breath, Nick came over, squatted on the ground and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yang Luo turned his head to the side. Although the training was very hard, he still insisted on completing all the items. He didn't have any strength at the moment, looked at Nick, smiled and said, "It's okay."

Nick is very big, but he has a standard foreigner's face, a big red nose, a brown beard around his chin, and some curly hair. He could tell with all his tendons, but after seeing Yang Luo's expression, he still said something that made Yang Luo collapse immediately.

"Since it's okay, let's do another ten sets, immediately, immediately." Nick's voice filled the gym, constantly stimulating Yang Luo's eardrums.

Yang Luo wanted to die. He felt that his limbs had stopped working, and it was difficult to lift his arms. How could he complete the task assigned by Nick.

"Get on your stomach in 3 seconds or get out of my room," Nick yelled suddenly as he stood up.

Before Yang Luo could react, Nick started counting "1.2..."

Yang Luo didn't have time to think about it, so he stood up hastily. He didn't know where he borrowed the strength from, but he just stood up anyway.

Nick walked to the equipment, pointed and shouted: "Yang Luo, complete my task in one go. I know you are tired, and I also know you are hungry, so hurry up and finish it, and you can enjoy it to your heart's content."

Yang Luo gritted his teeth, this guy was clearly trying to lure him, but now he really couldn't move, even if he moved a little, he felt quite strenuous.

Nick continued to shout: "Imagine what it would be like to lie in the bathtub, soak in a warm bath, then drink a cup of strong coffee, and have a Mexican burger, this kind of life only exists in God, You can feel it right away, don't you want to."

Yang Luo has gradually clenched his fists this time, soaking in baths, coffee, hamburgers, and helping me like this, I'll fuck you.

With a bang, an astonishing force erupted from Yang Luo's body, he sat down directly, and began to train desperately again.

In this way, Nick continued to use the method of squeezing dry to deceive Yang Luo group after group, until an hour later, Nick finally put away the folder, watched Yang Luo sitting on the machine and fell asleep, A smile finally appeared on Nick's face.

In the evening, in the coach's room, Portugal, Pires, and Nick were sitting together drinking beer.

The team succeeded in relegation, and the next three games are not very critical, so the three will often sit together and talk about some topics about the team, but tonight, there is only one theme for the three, and that is Yang Luo .

(End of this chapter)