Chapter Forty-Eight: You Practice Your Skills, I'll Accompany You
Zhang Shujie was lying on the bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
An Rong did not arrange training today, and after school, he also went shopping with Wang Shihan, Zhou Ying, Yan Tao, and Chen Zihua.
He also called Li Mu, originally Li Mu had training this afternoon, but the coach considered that the opponent basically had no intention of fighting, so he no longer planned to send Li Mu to play, and wanted him to take a break. He also took this opportunity to ask the coach for a leave and played with Zhang Shujie and others.
Speaking of which, these two brothers haven't had a good time together for a long time, and the two of them have their own main skills, and they usually have training, so today's opportunity is also rare. When Li Mu learned from his coach that he didn't have to play the day, he immediately told Zhang Shujie the news and said that he would go to watch him play. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Shujie called him today.
And several members of Yuying Middle School have a good impression of Li Mu, although they are opponents, Li Mu's football literacy is particularly good, so everyone is happy to get acquainted with him.
Several people did not return home until dark. As soon as Zhang Shujie arrived home, he locked himself in his room. He was alone in the room, his parents were watching TV outside, he was listening to the music on the computer, he wanted to relax, but somehow, he unconsciously remembered the words An Rong said at noon in his mind.
In fact, Zhang Shujie knew what that meant. It's just that the qualifiers have entered the most critical period, and he didn't spend much time thinking about it.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the news on the "Youth Cup" at the beginning of the school year, China and the Serie A team Parma were negotiating about the high school league, hoping that the other party could pay attention to Chinese youth football and promote the right talents.
It's been almost three months since this happened, and there is still no follow-up news in China. Zhang Shujie got up and sat down in front of the computer, searching the Internet for news about Parma and the high school league, but he searched for a long time, and found no valuable news, and found a lot of messy reports.
At this moment, he remembered Ma Junqiang in the Chelsea reserve team of the Premier League, he hadn't been in touch for more than a month, and he didn't know how that kid was doing, he should be training hard, right?
Thinking of this, Zhang Shujie shook his head, forget it, don't think about it, it's useless to think too much. The coach said that you have to perform well first. Let's talk about it in the future.
He was a little bored, and when he saw the football in the corner, he walked over and hooked it twice, and it felt good. At this moment, he had a whim, and wanted to go downstairs to practice.
"Mom, Dad, I'll go down for a while. ”
He walked out of the room with a soccer ball in his arms. When Zhang Hongwei saw it, he asked, "Practice?"
"Hmm. I'll be back soon. Saying that, he didn't care what his parents thought, and went out directly.
There is no football field in the community where Zhang Shujie lives, in fact, not only where he lives, but many communities in China do not know how to build football fields. After all, the football field covers too much space, and it is too wasteful to build a stadium with such a large piece of land, and it is better to build a house to make money.
After all, China's football environment is still worse than that of Europe and the United States, and even neighboring Japan cannot compare. Even if the country vigorously develops football today, there is still a long way to go to become a real football power.
However, there are no football fields, and there are a few basketball courts. This kind of court covers a small area and cannot build a single building, so the developer has "kindly" vacated some land and built several basketball courts.
Zhang Shujie practiced in one of the basketball courts.
Due to environmental factors, Zhang Shujie can't practice as much as he wants on the school training ground, and he can't practice like a free kick. He can only practice basic skills, such as juggling the ball and winding the pole.
It's okay to juggle the ball, you can practice anywhere, and with his ability, it is not a problem to flip hundreds of them casually, and you can also turn them in a variety of ways, which is dazzling. The key is to wind the pole, not that he can't, he also practices often in the school team, which can be described as handy, but now there is no pole around here.
But he had a way to solve it, there was a place not far from the community that was rebuilding the underground pipes, and there were some discarded stones, so he moved a few of them and placed them at a proper distance on the basketball court.
There are a total of nine stones on the ground, each about 1.5 meters apart. Usually two meters apart is better, but Zhang Shujie has higher requirements for himself, shortening the distance between each stone by 0.5 meters.
He was quite satisfied with his makeshift training ground, and he imagined the stones as clubs. He was standing two meters away from the first "pole", which was where his practice began.
He first flipped the ball to find the sense of the ball, and after counting a hundred in his heart, he unloaded the ball at his feet, rested for a while, and then began to run with the ball.
The first "pole" he went around from the left, made full use of the outside instep to gently push the ball, and after going around, he switched the inside of the foot to turn the ball back, and then changed to the left foot and pushed the ball with the outside instep to go around the second "pole".
Repeatedly, alternating his feet, he is extremely even on each stroke to ensure that the ball is within his reasonable control. His body walked between the nine stones in an "S", and soon, he had all wrapped around the nine "rods".
He roughly calculated the time, and it shouldn't be more than nine seconds.
Out!
It's not that hard to dribble the ball around the club, at least it's a simple thing for him. So next he's going to do a challenge, he's going to get around and dribble at the same time!
Each stone is only 1.5 meters apart, and it is not as simple as imagined to make more movements in the changing direction of the ball. This requires a high level of ball sensation and the frequency of the kick.
Zhang Shujie decided to give it a try.
He took a deep breath and gave the ball a gentle push, then picked up a slight speed and began his second rounding.
When bypassing the first one, nothing has changed, the same as before. But when he was winding the second "pole", he suddenly bent down and lowered his center of gravity, and his feet circled twice in front of the rolling ball, making a crotch around the ball. Immediately after this action, he nudged the ball with the outside of his left foot and crossed the second "pole".
At this moment he circled the ball again, using the same method to go around the third "pole". At this time, he did not push the ball forward directly, but took a step, rotated his body clockwise, and at the same time stepped on the ball with his right foot to pull the ball, and lightly circled the fourth "rod".
He then repeats the above steps, but the rotation of his body changes to counterclockwise, and the foot pulling the ball is replaced by his left foot. He pulled the ball between the fourth and fifth stones, turned and came to the other side.
Then he used another pull ball to turn and pass, and then used the way to wrap the ball, and dribbled the ball around all the remaining "rods".
Zhang Shujie stood at the finish line, stepping on the ball under his feet, looking back, thinking about his series of actions just now, and there was a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Perhaps many people do not think that this method of practice is very useful in actual games. But what these people tend to overlook is that this is a ball sense exercise. Mastering the feeling of the ball is the most basic element of football. The reason why Zhang Shujie can pass like a mustard on the court is inseparable from his excellent sense of the ball.
If you don't have a sense of the ball, you can't control the ball well, and if you don't control the ball well, you can't talk about dribbling the ball.
Whenever Zhang Shujie is alone, he often uses various methods to practice his ball sense, and he can control the ball as he wants. It's no exaggeration to say that football is like a part of his body, and with team training, tactical planning, team-mate coordination and actual play, he can perfectly integrate his skills on the pitch.
Of course, if it's about kicking wild ball, then this kind of ball feeling practice may not really be of much use. People who kick wild balls often run wherever the ball goes, and people run to wherever they go, without any cooperation and tactics at all. But in official matches, this style of play is not on the table at all.
Zhang Shujie practiced a few more rounds, rested for two minutes, and turned the ball upside down again.
He had a lot of tricks, always improvising some movements, and he had been doing it for a long time, maybe even he didn't know how many times, until he felt tired, and then stopped.
He looked up and squinted at the lights on the basketball court, a little blinding.
"Zhang Shujie!"
A familiar voice sounded, and he turned his head to look, only to see Wang Shihan appear outside the court. Because the weather became a little cold, Wang Shihan wore a black thick woolen jacket, a white scarf around his neck, and beautiful long hair draped over his shoulders. Her slender legs were flattered by the black leggings underneath, and the brown half-height boots underneath her feet made her beautiful middle school girl seem to have matured a lot.
She was looking at Zhang Shujie and smiling, smiling very sweetly and beautifully.
Zhang Shujie was surprised how she appeared here: "I remember you don't live here, right?
Wang Shihan smiled: "My dad has a friend who lives in this community. As soon as I got home tonight, he called my dad and said he had a favor and asked him to help, and I came along. ”
"I see. ”
"He lives in that building, and when I saw you on the balcony, I came down to look for you. ”
Wang Shihan pointed, Zhang Shujie raised his eyes, and it happened that the building could clearly see the situation of the basketball court.
"I didn't expect you to live here. Wang Shihan said with a smile.
"Stayed for many years. Zhang Shujie said.
Wang Shihan pursed his lips, and then the two didn't speak again, and the scene was a little silent.
Wang Shihan looked at the things that Zhang Shujie put on the ground and asked, "Are you practicing alone?"
"Well, yes. ”
"That'...... Do you want me to accompany you?"
"Okay. ”
After speaking, Zhang Shujie turned around, took a step out of the ball, kicked it, and the ball was like a crescent moon in the air, falling to the basket.
Wang Shihan's eyes rose and fell with the football, and she saw that the football fell into the basket accurately, through the net, and on the ground like a basketball.
Wang Shihan looked at the ball that was still bouncing in surprise, then looked at Zhang Shujie, and asked, "You shouldn't have deliberately kicked the ball into the basket, right?"
Zhang Shujie smiled and said, "Guess." ”
"Do you guess me?"
"I guess you can't guess. ”
“…… I won't tell you. Wang Shihan found a fast turf around the court and sat down, and said, "You go to practice." ”
Zhang Shujie smiled and went to bring the ball back. Originally, he wanted to continue practicing around the pole, but because of the improvisation just now, he decided to practice shooting - shooting the ball into the basket!
This is not a small difficulty, especially for an amateur-level player like Zhang Shujie. But he still wanted to try, he placed the ball about ten meters away from the basket, then took two steps back and hit the ball with his right foot......
Wang Shihan was still the same as just now, watching the ball fly off the ground, and watching the ball fall from the highest point, hit the rebound, and bounce into the net.
The ball fell to the ground, and Wang Shihan applauded. Zhang Shujie looked at her and raised his eyebrows a little proudly.
He did the same for the second one, but this time the ball hit the rebound, bounced off the basket, and bounced off the ground. Zhang Shujie shrugged helplessly at Wang Shihan, but Wang Shihan covered his mouth and smiled.
Third, the ball still hit the rebound, but it didn't even touch the basket, and it fell directly to the ground. Zhang Shujie smiled bitterly and shook his head, and then looked at Wang Shihan, and also bent the corners of his mouth.
Fourth, he adjusted slightly, first upside down the ball, then let the ball bounce off the ground once, and then used the arch of his foot to cushion the ball, and the ball flew towards the basket in a curve.
With a "bang", the ball hit the basket, jumped almost vertically, and when it fell, it deviated slightly to the inside, and it was this deviation that the ball just penetrated the center of the net and fell to the ground.
Wang Shihan applauded Zhang Shujie again.
Zhang Shujie smiled and kicked a few more in a row, some in, some not. Wang Shihan counted, Zhang Shujie kicked a total of ten times and scored six.
Ten into six! Wang Shihan opened his mouth slightly, and his fingers lightly covered his lips. That's a great statistic, and maybe some professional players may not be able to do that well.
It is true that Zhang Shujie's ability is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is not excluded that he has a little luck. If he were to do it again, he might be able to get five. Of course, it is also possible to go in more.
Zhang Shujie really planned to try again, but this time he switched to his left foot.
Although he is well-balanced on his left and right feet, his dominant foot is still his right foot. It was obviously more difficult to kick with the left foot, and the first ball was a failure.
The second one didn't work out either, and it wasn't until the third that it fell into the Nets in a thrilling way.
He still kicked ten, but only scored three, and the success rate was only half that of his right foot. However, Wang Shihan still thinks that Zhang Shujie has done a good enough.
"Zhang Shujie. She shouted.
Zhang Shujie turned around: "What?"
"Why don't you do it the other way. ”
"How?"
"In the process of changing direction with the ball, let's see if we can kick it into the basket. As he spoke, he pointed to the stones on the ground that were arranged in a long array of snakes.
Zhang Shujie glanced at it a few times, and the difficulty was not ordinary. Because he didn't have more time to adjust the angle and crosshair, it was difficult for his body to stretch completely. It's like a free kick and a long shot in the actual game, the free kick has no interference from the opponent, and you can complete the shot with the most comfortable posture, but the usual long shot is different, unless the opponent's defense is wide open, otherwise once it is close, it is almost impossible to shoot with the most perfect posture.
The situation that Zhang Shujie is about to face is similar to this reason.
Even so, he accepted Wang Shihan's proposal. Such a little beauty is here, he naturally wants to show something.
He took off his coat, and Wang Shihan helped him hold it. He first bumped the ball a few times, then unloaded it, slowly took a few steps, and then suddenly increased his speed a little and began to dribble around the club.
He was halfway around the ball and didn't make any adjustments in the turn of direction, picked the ball up, and the ball flew to the basket, but unfortunately, the ball was kicked too far and hit the top left corner of the rebound, bouncing off the ground.
This is probably the most outrageous deviation he has ever had.
"Hey. Zhang Shujie sighed.
Wang Shihan comforted: "It's okay, this method is already difficult, don't be discouraged." ”
"Hmm. Zhang Shujie nodded and started again.
In fact, for Zhang Shujie, the more difficult things are, the more willing he is to challenge. He didn't know how long he had been practicing, he didn't know how many balls he had kicked, and he didn't even notice whether the balls had gone in or not. He felt sweat on his back and beads of sweat on his forehead. It was already very cold in Dalian at the beginning of December, but Zhang Shujie, who was obsessed with practice, still sweated a lot.
Wang Shihan sat on the grass, his legs bent together, his arms around his knees, and watched Zhang Shujie practice.
Finally, he stopped.
The ball bounced off the rebound, bounced off the court a few times, and rolled to the side.
Zhang Shujie didn't pick it up, he was a little tired, just bent over, pillowed his hands on his knees, and panted gently.
He glanced at Wang Shihan's place, but he didn't see Wang Shihan, only his clothes were spread on the ground, and he didn't know where Wang Shihan went.
Did he just leave without saying a word?
Zhang Shujie smiled bitterly, stood up straight, and looked at the football in the corner of the court.
A white hand reached out in front of him, still holding a Coke in his hand. Zhang Shujie turned his head to look and found that Wang Shihan appeared in his sight again.
"Tired, don't you? have a drink and rest for a while. ”
Zhang Shujie took it with a smile: "Thank you." ”
He pulled the tab open and handed it to Wang Shihan. At this time, Wang Shihan was about to open the Coke can in her hand, and when she saw Zhang Shujie handing over the opened Coke, she lowered her head and smiled and held it in her hand.
Zhang Shujie came to make a second can, and this one was for him to drink.
"Let's go sit down for a while. Wang Shihan said.
Zhang Shujie nodded and said, "Okay." ”
The two sat side by side on the grass and did not speak, just drank Coke. After a while, Wang Shihan asked him, "Do you often practice here?"
"No, practice when you have time. ”
"Tomorrow we're going to compete with Iron Man Middle School. ”
"Well, oh, I remembered something, I haven't told you yet, Coach An Rong asked me and Chen Zihua and Yan Tao to be substitutes tomorrow. ”
"Huh?" Wang Shihan looked at Zhang Shujie and asked puzzledly, "Why?"
"I don't know, the coach has the coach's arrangement. It's okay, I don't think the coach will do something that he is not sure about. ”
Wang Shihan turned his gaze, took a sip of Coke, and suddenly asked as if tentatively: "Let me ask you, are you dating that Liu Xiying?"
"Poof!" Zhang Shujie was so frightened that he squirted out the Coke in his mouth.
"Who did you listen to?"
"Yan Tao told me last time that you and Liu Xiying are very close. ”
"That bastard! I don't know Liu Xiying well. ”
"Is it really unfamiliar?"
"Not familiar. Yan Tao, that kid is talking nonsense. If you don't believe it, ask Zhou Ying, I haven't met Liu Xiying very often. ”
Hearing Zhang Shujie say this, Wang Shihan naturally believed it. At this time, she took out her mobile phone: "What is your QQ? ”
"I rarely play this thing, don't you have my mobile phone number?"
"Can't add a QQ, tell me how much. ”
Zhang Shujie said his QQ number and logged in with his mobile phone. Wang Shihan added his friend and quickly passed the verification.
"Youhan ......"
"Overhead kick...... The name ......"
"It's a random one, and I haven't changed it for many years. ”
Wang Shihan smiled and put his phone in his pocket. But before he could withdraw his hand, his mobile phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was her father calling.
"Hey, Dad...... Well, I'm watching a friend of mine practice...... Oh good...... Then I'm coming. ”
The call was not long, but Zhang Shujie could hear that Wang Shihan should be leaving.
Sure enough, after Wang Shihan hung up the phone, he said to Zhang Shujie: "My dad called and asked me to go back." ”
"Okay, it's a little late now, so you can go back quickly. ”
"Then I'll go first. ”
"Well, goodbye, stay safe. ”
"With my dad here, it's going to be fine. See you tomorrow. Wang Shihan waved his hand to Zhang Shujie, and then turned to leave.
Zhang Shujie stood in place, watching her back as she gradually faded away, and disappeared into the distance step by step.
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