The Ball at Your Feet

On the training ground on the second day, Squealer peculiarly found Zhao Yaning and practiced one-on-one offensive and defensive matchups with him during the group training.

The training of the two quickly made Squelach full of dissatisfaction.

"It's very unfair." Squelach kept muttering, "I trained for one day yesterday, and I helped you clean up the house at night, and I didn't have a good rest. I'm very tired. And the speed of your efforts is reflected. Without my advantage, we have the ability to head the ball. I will show you what is called an air tyrant!"

"You are tall, strong, and jumping taller than me. Is it weird? When did you see a winger fighting for the top?" Zhao Yaning rolled his eyes, retorting his words, "You are too unhappy, I Almost all of your fake actions are fooled, so what else can you say?"

In fact, this is something that surprised Zhao Yaning. He remembered that his fake actions could not even be fooled by Anelka, because his balance was not good, the fake actions were difficult to do too much, and the threat was not great. But against Squillage, these useless fake moves are very useful.

Of course, this is not to say that Squelach’s defense is not as good as a striker. In fact, Squelach’s accuracy in position and judgment of the kick are very good, and his physical confrontation is also better than Zhao Yaning. Too much stronger, Zhao Yaning passed him, still relying on speed most of the time. But the feint and speed can work, enough to show that Squelach's mental quality is not very good.

And Zhao Yaning also had some doubts. When he met a big name, he was afraid of the head and tail, playing a little too restrained, until he saw a little-known guy like Squelach, he was able to show his normalcy?

"Okay, take a break, you have now discovered my weakness, my speed is not good, you don't go one-on-one with me, every time you slip past me, of course I can't stop you. But you It is still impossible to break through me head-on." Although Squelach gave in, he still refused to accept defeat.

"You were not clean on defense any time." Zhao Yaning refused to admit defeat.

"Do you expect everyone to be clean when playing on the court? All my movements are directed at the ball, so you are content." Squelach patted him, "Make time to exercise. Muscles, otherwise, you'll get badly hurt sooner or later."

Two people said this on the court, and in the team's coaching bench, Ajaccio's head coach Kubis is also sitting with Cordia, watching the training on the court.

"I really can't see, this kid from Asia is worthy of your recommendation." Kubis did not look at Cordia, stared at the court, and said something, "Speed ​​is available, but physical strength is a factor. Mistakes. Skills are available, but the confrontation is completely impossible. There is no rhythm at all, and the off-the-ball running and passing are messed up. For such players, I can dig a group of players in Africa, and all of them are not slower than him."

"I have my reasons, you can use him." Cordia shrugged, and his tone became colder. "This kid is very serious in training. Although his level is limited, his professionalism is very good, and his personality is very good. Make trouble and do whatever you want. This is something new immigrants from Africa can't do."

Kubis gave a cold snort, obviously disapproving.

"Mr. Kubis, if you have any questions, it's better to speak up. Let's discuss the solution faster, don't we?"

Kubis gave Cordia a white look before lowering his voice, "When are you going to blackmail me?"

"How can this be blackmail? I just asked you to give a young kid some playing time so that he could grow up. Mr. Coopers, those things you did when you were in Marseille, that's blackmail. I'm not You, I didn't ask young players for bribes, how can it be considered extortion?"

Kubis snorted heavily, "What do you know, you don't know anything, you agents are all idiots..."

"At least I understand the rules of French football. I understand how you ask for bribes from young players during Marseille. If you report to the French Football Association, you will be disqualified as a coach."

"In the beginning, you helped the players under your banner bribe. If it is revealed, your agent qualifications will be lost."

"So what? The agent qualification is not universal in the world. I change a place and rely on my experience to work as well. But once the coaching qualification is revoked, where will the world accept a North Korean youth team player? Coach asking for bribes?"

"That's for a reason!" Kubis let out a low growl, saw the gaze swept around, and waved his hand to let everyone continue training.

"Of course, otherwise, I would expose you at the time. Where can I wait until now?" Cordia sneered. "You are a bastard, but you are more expert in football, and you are more useful to keep you. "

"For example, training this Asian?" Kubis looked at Zhao Yaning on the court and frowned. "I can't guarantee that I can succeed. He has a good ball feel, but obviously his body is too thin and lacks static support. Ball ability requires weight gain. I have not trained Asian players. I don’t understand their muscle characteristics. Blind weight gain is likely to cause problems. His passing is too old-fashioned and his running position is very rigid. It is him who needs to be trained. With his vision and creativity, I don’t know if Asian players can be trained. Moreover, there are a lot of things off the court. I don’t have the time to be a nanny for him."

"I know that Ajaccio has the task of upgrading." Cordia nodded, "You don't have to give him too many opportunities, and his physical strength can't adapt to the main force. Let him start from the bench."

"I tried my best, but to be clear, I can give him a chance, but I can't do this for crucial games."

Cordia nodded to show that he understood.

Kubis no longer paid attention to him, but he recorded something in his notebook. After a while, Cordia spoke again, "There is one more thing, you need to accommodate. His motherland attaches great importance to him, and sometimes there may be some reporters from his motherland to interview him, if If it does not hinder the training, I hope you can agree. And if they interview you, I hope you can say a few good things."

"Is there anyone interviewing players of this level?" Kubis wanted to laugh, but he still didn't say, "Don't worry, I have coached in Marseille anyway. I understand these scenes."

"I also noticed that the contract you provided to him did not include the relevant clauses on commercial issues. I signed it, but I want to remind you that if he needs to shoot an advertisement, I hope you can leave it."

Kubis's pen stopped again. "Does he still have ads?"

"Some Chinese companies have this meaning, but they are still on the sidelines and no one provides a real contract. But in my opinion, it will be a matter of time before a contract can be obtained."

Wouldn't you just fancy those commercial contracts and put him in my hands?

Although he thought so in his heart, Kubis knew that the agent’s mind was better not to be revealed, "It is difficult for him to kick him out if you spoil him like this."

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool, so naturally I won't tell him the truth. I told him you liked him, but I like him to stay in Paris. This way, he is more confident here, at least there is a Paris as a His sweet dream."

"Then it will be easy." Kubis murmured and raised his hand at the arena, "Sebas, both of you come over."

Cordia knew that this was the team's advice, and he left with interest.

"Sebas, your performance is very bad. I don't object to trying to find confidence in your teammates, but you act like a clown, which is too ugly. And you...what's your name?"

"Joy, his name is Joey." Squelach said rushingly.

"Joy, he is a clown, and you are an acrobat. Football is not a juggling. You forget all those messy bike rides, the Marseille maneuvers without confrontation, and the useless fake moves. Yours. The advantage is your speed, explosive power and flexibility of your waist and abdomen. Train according to this advantage-how fast can you make a sudden stop and buckle?"

"I haven't tried..."

"Then give me a test now. And remember, you at this stage, this is the best way!" Kubis flipped through his notebook, "What is your current weight?"

"Sixty-five kilograms."

"Grow weight to more than 70 kilograms, and at the same time increase the resistance of your upper limbs, learn how to use the upper body to fight, and gain space for your feet!"

Zhao Yaning nodded, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "So what about leg strength? Do you need training?"

"It's also necessary, but it's not the point." Kubis saw that Zhao Yaning's expression was wrong, and knew that he didn't agree with him in his heart. "Your ball feel is very good. Now it is your golden age. The ball feel is the most important thing. Thing. Leg strength training must take into account the characteristics of the muscles. Once you gain improper weight, it is likely to cause your ball feel to deteriorate, so you must do it a little bit, not in a hurry. Don’t try to give your legs before the age of 21. Adding too much strength will make your ball feel a great decline. It’s not too late to pay attention to training your muscles when you’re 21 to 25 years old."

"What about after 25?" Zhao Yaning couldn't help asking.

He had heard of these things for the first time.

"After the age of 25, the way of bone growth has changed. What needs to be done is to strengthen flexibility training and keep it in shape. You don't need that much now, don't think about it." Kubis patted him, "I will explain now. The task given to you will be fine."

Zhao Yaning nodded, but still curiously glanced at the notebook.

"I can't show you these things. In your training plan, many of them need to be gradual. You are too impatient to do it. Today's training is over. Sebas, you are not going to take him to get familiar with it. Is Ajaccio’s environment? Go ahead, but don’t overplay it."

Squelach nodded his head hippiely, "No, but tomorrow's training can be..."

"It must be as usual, not late."

"Okay, coach." Squelach said, pulling up Zhao Yaning and ran out.

"I don't talk back, I'm obedient." Kubis remembered in his notebook again, "but the key is to work hard enough. The key is to see yourself, kid."