Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu

Inter training base on Monday.

The breeze is blowing and the sun is shining.

Assistant coach Reinado, with a blue-black whistle on his chest and hands behind his back.

Under his command, Inter's first-team midfielders stood in a row and practiced shooting.

"Here, pass the ball to me, I'll do it back, and then you guys keep the ball and shoot straight at the goal, pay attention to the low pressure, don't give me a plane, hit it within the goal frame!"

"Everyone has one chance per round, and those who don't get in do ten push-ups!"

"Lukaku, you go first!"

Lukaku stretched out his huge arm towards Reinado, gave a thumbs up, and said confidently:

"Okay, I'm ready!"

He first passed the ball heavily to Reinado and then started quickly.

A pair of swollen eyes, staring at the football that Reinado gently did back, went up, and the black whirlwind shot!

Goalkeeper Handanovic had a focused expression, his muscles were tense, and his hips subconsciously made a downward pressing motion, ready to jump and save!

Powerful sinking, "boom"!

Handa stood up straight slowly, without moving, twisting her neck behind the net.

Lukaku's shot hit the anti-aircraft gun, high and far, and accurately hit a manual cart forty meters away!

Bang!

The cart overturned, and the weeds inside splashed to the ground.

"Eh..."

Lukaku held his bald head in his hands, a little confused.

Is this my level? It stinks!



three seconds later, a dirty word came from a distance.

“&*￥#%￥！ Whose feet stink! Uncle

Modi, the white-haired stadium administrator, copied an iron shovel and ran to the cart, shoveling grass and cursing repeatedly.

Inter players in line, burst into laughter!

"Uncle Modi, it's Lukaku's plane!" Barrera yelled at Modi.

"Let Lukaku shovel you after training!" Brozović touched his chin and smiled.

"Lukaku, you shot quite accurately, you did it on purpose!"

"It must have been intentional, last time Uncle Modi took Lukaku's sneakers wrong, Lukaku is taking revenge!"

In the face of the ridicule of his teammates, Lukaku spread his hands and looked unconvinced

, "Don't laugh at me, there are times when you play often, you kick in and then press!"

Reinado smiled, "Next, Barrera!" "

Here it comes!"

Barrera stepped forward with an arcing ball!

Swoosh~

Chua!

Football should be on the net!

"Pretty, in good condition!"

Assistant coaches Reinado and Barrera give a thumbs up.

Subsequently, Gagliardini, Lautaro, Sanchez and others shot one after another, some entered, some did not.

Ye Chen was the last to appear.

He twisted his neck, moved his ankles, unclogged his meridians, and prepared to pass the ball to Reinado.

"Wait!"

Goalkeeper Handanovic pressed his index finger against his palm and signaled a pause.

"What's wrong?" Reinado asked.

"Retreat a little, retreat to thirty meters away," Handanovich pushed his hands forward with a serious face, "Ye Chen can't shoot at such a close range, the difficulty is too small, it's not fair!"

Reinado and Ye Chen looked at each other and smiled.

Since our captain and the old comrades in the team have said so, can we not listen.

Ye Chen took ten steps back and retreated thirty meters away.

"Coach, catch the ball!"

Ye Chen used the horn bow to accurately hand the ball to Reinado, and immediately started the forward charge!

Reinado saw the confident Ye Chen and thought,

"I have to make it more difficult for him!"

The previous players received Reinado's smooth rollback pass, but Ye Chen received a half-height ball with an arc this time.

"Don't stop the ball, shoot with one kick, Ye Chen!" Reinado shouted immediately after passing the ball.

The surrounding teammates all stood in place, watching Ye Chen's shot.

Even Lukaku, who had played the plane, stood at the end of the team, leaning out his big black bald head sideways

, "Nima, such a fast return pass, or a half-high ball, Ye Chen is estimated to be fighting like me!"

Lukaku is a little complacent, he judged by the shooting footwork of a regular striker, Ye Chen did not play this goal.

Haha, I am finally not the only one who angrily fights anti-aircraft guns.

Reinado's ball is indeed very difficult!

There was speed and strength, and it was a half-height ball, flying towards Ye Chen's waist.

This kind of low and low ball, the players are very disliked, if on the court, teammates pass themselves like this, it is a knife mountain ball, if the receiving player is not good at the ball, you will curse.

But Ye Chen's challenge is even greater, he can't stop the ball, he must shoot!

After Reinado wore it, he also felt a little bigger.

He originally wanted to rub a high ball and challenge Ye Chen, but the pass was heavy.

As a coach, Reinado believes that under this kind of incoming ball, Ye Chen is impossible to shoot, because there is no room to swing his legs.

"My..."

He quickly raised his hand to apologize to Ye Chen, indicating that he had spread the word.

But in the next second, the scene in front of him shocked Reinado!

Not only Reinado, but also other Inter players on the field were dumbfounded!

Boom!

"This, this Nima, how is it possible!" Lukaku held his head.

"Aha? I'm not mistaken! "Lautaro's eyes are about to fall out.

"This can also shoot, it's too against the sky!" Sanchez's eyes showed fear.

"Vozhi, I knew Ye Chen could do it, hahahaha!" Ye Fui Barrera jumped on the spot excitedly!

Boom!

Ye Chen shot!

In the face of Reinado's "ill-intentioned" incoming ball, Ye Chen relied on his powerful waist and abdomen core strength, and his body instantly soared into the air!

This time, the undead side whip-legged shot was a high-jumping, condescending tiger shot!

The ground plane seemed to be half a meter too high by Ye Chen, and he soared into the air, and the posture of his sneakers pumping towards the football was as free as if he was on the flat ground!

"Soaring Tiger shot!"

Rumble!

Tiger descends!

Tiger Roar!

Pounce on the mountains!

Goalkeeper Handanovic, only felt a reaction flash in front of him!

His retina, without even capturing the exact trajectory of the football, heard the crisp sound of the football rushing into the net in his left ear -

Chua!

......

......

Barrera chewed gum in her mouth, and put her right hand on Ye Chen's shoulder.

"Hey, don't be lazy, the action is standard!"

"Say what about you Lukaku, don't pout your ass, parallel to the ground!"

"Gally, the arm is going to sink, it's going to be ninety degrees, I'm staring at you, boy!"

He teased his teammates who did not score and sat helplessly on the ground with push-ups, and began to blow Ye Chen.

"Good fellow," Barrera patted Ye Chen's back, "Why haven't I seen you use this trick before?" So handsome, handsome to blow up God!

Ye Chen smiled, "This is thanks to Reinado, if it weren't for his good pass, I really wouldn't have been able to play such a beautiful goal!" "

Hahahaha, you can really talk, didn't you see the moment you shot, Reinado's expression, this guy is probably scared stupid, hahaha!"

"What did he say?"

"He said that after training, he was going to look at the camera on the pitch and play it back, how the hell did you get this goal, hehe!"

Barrera paused, her eyes dripping.

"Ye Chen, if you can use this trick in the Champions League final against Barca, I guarantee that this year's Pushkash will be you."

"Yes, when the time comes, you send me a pass like Reinado, and I promise to score it for you!"

Barrera spread his hands and said in an exaggerated tone:

"In these games, you are getting better and better, playing the Milan derby in the last round, one playing four joys, directly knocking their head coach Pioli out of class, Milan's captain Romagnoli was sent to the second team to reflect because of his war criminal-level performance, and played with a group of children from the youth team."

"Ye Chen, you can't be too cruel when you play football, leave a little way for your opponent to live!"

Barrera was telling the truth.

In the last round of the Milan derby, AC Milan was shot 7-0 by Inter seven times, Pioli was announced on the team's bus, and was announced!

Milan's native Italian captain Romagnoli was stripped of his armband and sent to the second team.

The entire Milan team was beaten to pieces by Ye Chen!

Ye Chen smiled coldly and said disapprovingly:

"You have to fight to death!"

"Let them shout before the game, this game will forever be engraved on the pillar of shame of AC Milan, just like the night in Istanbul, it will become a must for the post-match inventory after many years!"