"My name is Carlos and I'm ten years old."

Maybe it's because the exercise time is too long, and there is a burning feeling in the voice.

Su Qingjia has a kind of excitement that her daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for many years, Nima, finally spoke, although it is dry, but it seems to be very good, so excited to say, but as a lady, she still has to be reserved, Su Qingjia took a deep breath and said, "Do you believe what I say?" ”

Carlos lowered his head and spun the ball around, "Well, once a football school coach said that. But I don't understand. ”

His head was lowered, and Su Qingjia could only look at the back of his head again.

"You're very good and talented, why didn't the coach take you to school?" This kind of soccer school admits students with football talent, and Carlos fits it well.

"That was the first time I really touched a football, and I had only kicked a ball that I had rolled up from plastic bags and braids before." Carlos's voice was a little small, but Su Qingjia still heard it clearly.

There is a big difference between a homemade ball and a standard ball, and the strength and angle are not universal.

It's like if you have been writing with a fountain pen, and when you take the college entrance examination, you are told to use a brush to answer questions.

Although it's all pens.

The soccer school will test whether you are physically up to standard, whether you have a sense of teamwork, whether you have ball skills, and whether you have a ball quotient.

The first three points are hard indicators, and the fourth point is a bit mysterious, which is a feeling, an indescribable feeling, but a good ball quotient is the standard for a superstar, well, just like a beauty has breasts.

Su Qingjia looked at the boy, he looked a little thin, not very strong, but he was still young, a good and healthy diet could be improved, although he looked far less tall than an ordinary ten-year-old Spanish boy now, but his calves were very long, and he should grow very tall in the future-

Because not every boy with dwarfism can meet Tournini, not every club is willing to pay $900 a month for treatment to win a completely unknown future, and not every runner on the pitch can become Messi.

Teamwork, Carlos looks a bit withdrawn......

And for a child, ball business, that's too complicated.

Ball skills - he had never even touched a football before.

Su Qingjia suddenly felt a little sorry for this boy, he was born in a country where football was at its peak, but the sweat and shouts on the green field were destined not to belong to him.

Looking at the cans that stopped turning, Su Qingjia held back her tears, "I can explain it to you, do you want to listen?" ”

Carlos looked up at her deeply, excited, joyful, and grateful, and said, "Thank you." ”

"You drink saliva first, your water and salt have lost a lot." Su Qingjia felt a little sorry for this hard-working boy.

"To put it simply, you sprint, shoot, jump, tackle or break the ball in a game, right?" Seeing the boy nod, Su Qingjia continued:

"These can be summed up as high-intensity anaerobic movements." She found a branch and gestured in the sand, "The one I'm drawing now is called ATP, which is the abbreviation of adenosine tritsubishiate, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, it roughly means energy, and the one produced with him is called lactic acid." Su Qingjia wrote a few letters of ATP and lactic acid on the ground, and asked:

"Do you feel your muscles swell after exercising?"

Carlos nodded.

"That's what lactic acid does, it makes you feel tired." Su Qingjia added.

"During high-intensity anaerobic exercise, your body needs to consume ATP and use glucose to supply muscles to work. Then, during the low-intensity phase of the race, such as walking, jogging, and standing, the body will begin to recover, so that ATP will be replenished and lactate will be eliminated. ”

"Lactic acid is reactive during aerobic activity." She looked at the earnest boy, "That's why you breathe more after you slow down or stop during intense exercise, because you have to inhale a lot of oxygen to supply aerobic activity." Well, do you understand that? ”

Carlos pursed his lips and nodded, "That means you need to rest after a strenuous workout to allow your body to recover, right?" ”

“bingo！ You are really smart. Su Qingjia looked around, "Shall we go over there and sit and rest?" ”

Carlos didn't answer, but he stood up on his hands.

Su Qingjia found a shady place, which was quite clean, and the two sat down and continued to talk.

"So, the interval between high-intensity exercises depends on how quickly ATP is replenished, how quickly lactate is metabolized, and other processes. And the aerobic breathing I just talked about is the process of recovery, and the faster the recovery, the higher the frequency of running at full speed. ”

"As a result, the longer you can play in your best condition without feeling tired, so in football, we don't just mean the ability to run for long periods of time, but the ability to recover quickly."

"Football is not a marathon, you don't have to run all the time for a long time. If you exercise like this, it will cause the body to engage in anaerobic exercise, and anaerobic exercise is not good. If your body doesn't recover from anaerobic exercise, then you won't be able to last long in the race, and you'll easily get tired. ”

"If your body doesn't recover from anaerobic exercise, then you can't last long in the game, you get tired easily, so, you know, you don't improve your fitness by exercising like that. Because it doesn't achieve the purpose of exercising your energy quickly. ”

"Do you understand that?" Su Qingjia finished this passage in one go. These are the secrets of football that have been discovered by later generations of science, and have been recognized by many clubs to better bring out the best in players.

"Thank you. I don't understand it very well, but it's clear. Carlos twitched the corners of his mouth at her, his expression was a little weird, and Carlos tried several more times, but to no avail.

After being stunned for a while, Su Qingjia realized that the boy wanted to smile at her.

Su Qingjia smiled and stretched out his hand, and Carlos took a step back.

"Don't move, I'll teach you." Su Qingjia didn't care, approached this beautiful Spanish boy, and used his index finger to help him lift the corners of his lips up, "Like me, up, show your teeth." ”

After trying a few times, I finally saw the boy's shy smile, like the Mediterranean sun, with a dimple on the left.

The skin is so good.

Su Qingjia couldn't help but stepped forward and gave him a hug.

They were almost waiting for the height, and the boy in his arms stiffened for a long time, and it was only when Su Qingjia was about to let go of him that he felt his relaxation-

Carlos hugged her back.

"Su Qingjia—"

"Su Qingjia-" was Liu Mengya's voice.

She had been here for a long time, unknowingly, and made a regretful expression, "I'm sorry, Carlos, my friend came looking for me, I have to go, see you next time." ”

Carlos let go of his hand, looking a little lost.

"Mengya, I'm here-" Su Qingjia shouted, turned around and frowned, the little handsome guy seemed unhappy, "Carlos, do you want to take a look at the gifts sent today, there will definitely be something you like." ”

Carlos picks up the ball from the ground, walks to the track, sets up the displaced cans, and starts practicing.

"Su Qingjia, why did you run away alone, I didn't see you when I wanted to play with you." Liu Mengya complained childishly.

In the world of children, friends must share blessings and hardships, and the world of adults is always too complicated.

Carlos walked away, Su Qingjia retracted his gaze, and apologized flatteringly to the "little friend" he had just befriended, "I'm sorry, really, I don't know what's wrong with getting lost and dangling here, eh, let's go play with your newly bought Barbie doll." ”

"Okay, okay, I tell you, my Barbie is very beautiful, and my father brought it to me when he came back from England." The eight-year-old girl apparently didn't know that there was a diversion trick in the world.

The vague incomprehensible language made Carlos understand that they were not people of the same world.

The beautiful girl with black hair resembles the doll he once saw on Brandt Street, and he wants to buy one to talk to him, but he has no money.

She wore a beautiful white dress, and the belt was the same color as the green field he longed for.

Her skin was as white as snow, like a cream cake he had eaten once on a classmate's birthday. It's all sweet.

Her eyes were as bright as jewels from the hands of the women who had come to adopt children.

Her hair was black satin, very soft, and his was always messy.

She wears a nice hat and a delicate little bag, and all he has is a broken kettle and a football that is about to break down.

When she spoke to herself, her voice was like that of a bird training with him in the morning.

She was so knowledgeable, and what she said was the first time he had heard it.

When she hugged him, he was covered in sweat and dust, and he was afraid of soiling his dress.

When she left, he didn't dare say goodbye.

Sister Rosa told him that people should have expectations.

He felt that the kind Mother Rosa was not right at all on this point.

Unlike the strong boys who grew up eating beef and drinking milk, he grew up eating potatoes and carrots, and played football with soup without oil foam.

But he never told anyone that he even went to participate in the football trial, he secretly ran out from school to participate.

But when he took the ball, he knew that he had already lost the game.

There are too many talented teenagers in this country who can't even shoot.

The jersey on his body and the soccer ball in his hand were given away for free by Barcelona when they won the championship that year, and after he got the jersey, he ran to the Barcelona training ground with the ball in his arms and shouted, "I will practice here one day." "I was beaten by another group of children who were also holding gifts and couldn't walk.

Their backs as they left in joy after the fight were hidden in the celebratory crowd.

Carlos retracted his thoughts and continued to play.

This ball has been used for almost two years, and some well-wishers have helped him fix it a few times.

He counted the money he got from washing dishes for the fat uncle in the restaurant on the street, and there wasn't much work he could do.