genius creator

Chapter 597 The latest discovery

Ever since a 100-jin sandbag was tied to Yang Luo's legs, the rhythm of the whole person was like a slow-motion replay. In the winter in de Janeiro, everyone on the street wrapped their clothes tightly, but only Yang Luo wore He is short-sleeved, sweating profusely, and it is very difficult to take one step at a time.

Some people who didn't know each other cast curious eyes.

In the tavern in Pallio Town, Nana looked at the watch on her wrist and frowned.

After a while, that tired figure appeared in the field of vision.

"Four hours, Yang Luo, usually it only takes you 4 minutes to run here, but now it took you four hours." Nana's tone was somewhat reproachful.

Yang Luo was sweating profusely, and his throat was almost smoking. If it wasn't for Nana, he wouldn't be bothered to run so far every day.

"Let me rest for a while." Yang Luo sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Yang Luo came to report every day, and everyone around him knew him. Many people in the town dared to watch the last game against Sa Bento's Biss, so they recognized Yang Luo at a glance.

"Little girl, what kind of training is this?" Everyone gathered around and asked curiously.

Nana folded her hands on her chest, looked at Yang Luo, and said with a smile, "He is accepting my test."

"Test?" Hearing Nana's words, the people around became curious about the two foreigners.

Nana looked up proudly, but Yang Luo seemed to be crying.

He looked at Nana pitifully, with expectant eyes in his eyes, "Nana, how long are you going to test me? I can't hold it anymore."

In the next few days, the most painful thing for Yang Luo every day was getting up, because after getting up, he would be greeted with hellish challenges.

domestic.

In the office of the organizing committee, Li Ming, the head coach of the Olympic team, is making plans for the next World Youth Championship after finishing this year's World Youth Championship.

Looking at the status of the players reported by the various teams, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Except for the one-year-old players, the young players are full of energy and attack fiercely, but the problem is that the camp is full of injuries. For their growth period, injuries are undoubtedly a major blow.

Looking at the current situation of the players, Li Ming stared at the screen, took a closer look, and then dialed the phone number of the head coach of the Rongcheng Industry team.

"Coach Shi, I'm Li Ming."

After talking on the phone for about 1 minute, Li Ming's face became gloomy. Although the goal plan for the next World Youth Championship can be written very macroscopically and ambitiously, Li Ming's psychology needs to fully understand the current situation of the players. If you understand it, you can write it. Otherwise, if you write about winning the championship and striving for a new high, it is all nonsense. In the end, it is yourself who is scolded.

So he personally trained Lin Feng, who played well in the World Youth Championship. More than half a year has passed, how is his injury?

In the end, Coach Shi's reply made him disheartened.

"Ling Feng may not have participated in the competition for a long time, and he has lost his status. In addition, the league is over and he is on vacation."

Li Ming couldn't understand this kind of thing any more. Once he recovered from his injury and didn't train in time, it would be difficult for him to return to the top. In addition, he didn't see any performance from Ling Feng during the league. Li Ming could only helplessly shook his head.

"It's a pity to lose a good seedling."

At the door of "Old Li", the relevant people in charge of other work rushed over, holding a USB flash drive in their hands.

"Old Li, look at this." The man hurried over and threw the flash drive on the table. Li Ming looked up and asked in surprise, "What's the matter? What's the big news?"

After speaking, Li Ming picked up the USB flash drive on the table, plugged it into the computer and played it.

In the picture, in a dilapidated stadium, a game with not very high gold content is being staged. Both sides of the game are some unknown teams, and the team wearing white jerseys is obviously stronger than the opposing team. There is not much time left, and many fans have already left the stadium.

This game has lost its suspense.

Li Ming looked up, "You just show me this?"

"What are you in a hurry for, just keep watching."

Li Ming stared at the screen and looked again. Suddenly, a figure on the field caught Li Ming's attention.

With a kick of "bang", the figure staggered and kicked the ball directly.

Li Ming's eyes widened, and he suddenly exclaimed: "This is not that..."

"You continue to read."

Not long after this goal was scored, this person scored another goal, and this goal was played very beautifully, completely outrunning the two opponents with speed.

It can be said to be done in one go.

Seeing this, Li Ming's blood surged up.

"How could it be him." Li Ming immediately stood up and shouted to his colleagues, "Where is this place? Where did the video come from?"

Seeing Li Ming's excited expression, the colleague said with a smile: "This is a third-tier match in Brazil, and the video was taken by one of our colleagues while he was on a business trip."

"Brazil, the third division?"

After Li Ming finished speaking, he sat on the chair and suddenly raised his head: "Book me a plane ticket to Brazil immediately, I want it as soon as possible."

In de Janeiro, the capital of Brazil, Paryo drew with Sabento and successfully moved up one place in the standings. Although there is still some distance from the first and No.2, it is already very good for these young players.

In the next few games, played in the Brazilian capital, Pallio also performed exceptionally. Several consecutive games ended in a tie, and his ranking in the standings rose slowly.

But unfortunately, Yang Luo did not play in these few games.

After one game, Pallio drew 0:0 with his opponent and finished the game. Yang Luo looked depressed. He has always been on the bench in these few games. Although he wanted to play, Demado The old man didn't look at him at all, which reminded Yang Luo of Portugal.

That guy used to be so proud, but thinking of Portugal, Yang Luo still misses him a bit, and he doesn't know what happened to him recently.

"Yang Luo, what's the matter, have you suffocated these few games?"

In the lounge, Ronaldinho came in and sat in front of Yang Luo and said.

Yang Luo smiled awkwardly. As a player, if he can't play football, he's still playing as a fart, so Yang Luo is also very anxious.

Ronaldinho glanced at the sandbag on Yang Luo's leg and said, "I see that you have improved a lot recently, at least you are not so tired that you are dying or living."

Yang Luo smiled wryly. That's right, after a period of adaptation, he has indeed adapted to the 100-jin sandbag, but with the sandbag tied on, it is difficult for him to walk, let alone run.

So Yang Luo still shook his head, "Hey, I don't know when this is going to be a problem."

"When you can run." Ronaldinho said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Ronaldinho put his arm around Yang Luo's shoulders, "By the way, is there any new discovery in these few games?"

(End of this chapter)