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Chapter 595 Ronaldinho's Advice

"Yang Luo, you bastard, snap~"

Yang Luo didn't know what was going on, so he was woken up by a slap, "I'm going, what's going on, is there a war?"

In a panic, Yang Luo jumped up cleverly, gesticulating with both hands, as if he was about to go to the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Nana couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Soon, there was a knock on the door: "Yang Luo, Yang Luo, what happened inside, please call back."

At the door, there was Demado's fierce knocking on the door, and Yang Luo also slowly came over, but seeing the picture of Nana wearing a small suspender with her hair loose on her shoulders, Yang Luo was stunned for a moment.

"Na..."

"Believe it or not, dig out your eyeballs and turn around." Nana hurriedly covered her front body with the quilt and shouted.

Yang Luo simply turned around obediently, seeing himself wearing thick clothes, he felt a thousand complaints in his heart, you said you usually take off naked when you sleep, why are you wearing such thick clothes today, damn it.

After 1 minute, the door of the room finally opened.

Nana tidied her clothes and walked out, while Yang Luo followed behind with her head down.

Demado at the door was holding a wine bottle in one hand, and his mouth was full of alcohol, but when he saw Yang Luo, he suddenly smirked, "Hey, what happened last night, buddy."

Yang Luo raised his head, really wanted to yell at Demado, why didn't he wake himself up last night, if he was awake, maybe something would have happened, last night he drank some wine for pleasure, this drinking would kill him instantly In the past, the ghost knows what happened last night.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo simply glared at Demado and sat on the chair.

Since it was Saturday, Nana didn't go to school, but she had to go to work in the tavern at noon. At the invitation of Demado, she had breakfast here.

At this time Ronaldinho came in, greeted everyone present and sat down.

"How did you feel about yesterday's match?" Ronaldinho looked at Yang Luo and asked.

Recalling yesterday's game, Yang Luo seemed to be dreaming.

"Maybe my head was not very clear yesterday, like a dream." Yang Luo said with a smile.

Ronaldinho picked up a piece of bread, glanced at Nana, and asked, "What do you think?"

Nana and Xiao Luo have known each other for a little more than a day, and the feeling of surprise has disappeared. She sat on the chair and thought for a while, then laughed: "Yang Luo, you know, you performed very well yesterday, Totally exceeded my expectations.”

Seeing that Nana had returned to her usual mischievous appearance, Yang Luo was very happy.

Since Nana left Santander alone half a year ago, Yang Luo has never contacted Nana again. Although she ran into her in Brazil, Nana treated herself with a cold expression, not at all the relaxed expression she had before.

Today, seeing Nana's mischievous expression again, Yang Luo felt indescribably happy.

"Yang Luo, your performance yesterday was beyond my expectation. I really didn't expect you to score two goals in such a short time left in the game," Demado said while looking at Ronaldinho. He even nodded his head: "That's right, especially the last goal. It's just too good. It's amazing to get rid of two players and shoot directly."

Hearing Xiao Luo's words, Yang Luo's face was burning hot. Although yesterday's performance was indeed beyond imagination, compared with Xiao Luo, he was a fart, and others were awesome.

He is the world's football player. When Ronaldinho was at his peak, Messi hadn't risen yet.

"Actually, I'm still far behind." Yang Luo lowered his head and said a little embarrassedly. Now that there is no system, Yang Luo doesn't dare to brag, so it's better to be an honest person.

"I think you hesitated a little when you were about to kick the door. Did you get distracted at that time?" As a former World Footballer of the Year, Yang Luo's every move fell into Ronaldinho's eyes.

Yang Luo turned his head and stretched out his thumb involuntarily, "Excellent, you can guess that too."

Nana stared at her big eyes and asked curiously, "Yang Luo, what were you thinking at that time?"

In fact, Yang Luo was a little embarrassed to say it, but that question has always been Yang Luo's heart disease, "I was thinking at the time, if I passed the goalkeeper, but for a while I couldn't think of any extraordinary moves, so..."

"So you fell down?" Nana asked curiously.

"Yeah," Yang Luo nodded and admitted.

Nana laughed out loud after hearing this. This was the first time she heard that a player fell down when he forgot to do some extraordinary moves when shooting. Today, it was an eye-opener.

"Yang Luo, it's really you." Nana said with a smile.

Demado, who was drinking non-stop next to him, burped, with a hint of drunkenness already appearing on his face.

"Yang Luo, that's not okay. Your future goal is to be a professional player, and you won't have to learn." After speaking, Demado glanced at Ronaldinho, "I'll leave this question to you," he said and stood up. Get up and go back to your room.

Seeing that Demaduo was almost drunk again, Yang Luo shook his head helplessly. For more than half a year, Demaduo had little sober time, and he didn't know how he became the head coach of the Paleo team. .

"Yang Luo, are you done eating? I'll show you something." Xiao Luo simply ate a few slices of bread and stood up.

Yang Luo also stood up after listening. Although he didn't know what happened, what Xiao Luo said must be important.

Outside the gate, in the muddy field, several young players from Pallio have already started training.

Of course, these trainings are all out of order. Simply put, they are kicking and playing by themselves, which is not considered orthodox training.

Watching the children kicking the field into a mess, Yang Luo looked at Nana helplessly, as if to say, you see, this is where I usually train.

Nana also saw it. To be honest, the conditions here are really not that good, not even the stadium of Rongcheng University, but in such a village, it is very good to have such a playing field.

Ronaldinho took a look, but also felt very helpless, and led Yang Luo and Nana to another open space.

"The conditions here are terrible, but that's where I played as a kid," Ronaldinho said with a smile.

Yang Luo shook his head, the environment doesn't matter, the key is to learn something that is valuable.

"Yang Luo, your question now is unintentionally a few points, passing, catching the ball, and shooting." Ronaldinho asked curiously after finishing speaking: "These are the most basic of football. In the previous team, Haven't you trained?"

At Racing Santander, Yang Luo participated in all these trainings, but surmounting people was indeed his weakness. Even when there was a system, he only learned to quickly disguise and pass the ball.

But without the system, he couldn't perform these moves at all.

For a moment, Yang Luo's face also became gloomy.

(End of this chapter)