Wednesday afternoon, the weather was fine.

The wind was beautiful, the sun was shining and the weather was very nice.

But on the playground, the players of the Class 10 football team were in a very good mood, and their mood was unusually low.

Obviously they're all worried about their league.

Although the school leaders have not yet given a clear order to disband the junior high school football league, they all learned bad news from Li Liying.

Their league is over.

This has a great impact on them, and many of them are not light-hearted and tired in training.

The league is gone, what are you still training for?

This reaction of the players made Mu Yang very angry, since you came to the training ground, you should put aside all the other miscellaneous thoughts for me and train seriously.

What's the problem, can you say it's okay after the training?

Mu Yang was very angry and burst into a shout: "Practice seriously!" ”

The sudden explosion of this life scared everyone.

Muyang usually looks cool, even a little cold. But it's better to talk, everyone has never seen Mu Yang make such a big fire.

Everyone was a little confused.

Mu Yang stared coldly at his teammates and said, "If you don't want to practice, you can go, and those who stay must practice seriously for me." ”

After speaking, Mu Yang ignored everyone and practiced by himself.

The crowd was shocked.

It's the first time they've seen such a Muyang, and when was the last time he said so many things in one breath? Everyone can't seem to remember.

However, everyone knows that Mu Yang was very angry at this time, and Mu Yang was very dissatisfied with their laziness in training. They didn't dare to be lazy anymore, and they all trained seriously.

Of course, some people may feel that Muyang owes too much. This league is almost gone, what are you still training for?

Is it necessary?

Of course, none of them dared to go to Muyang Theory.

Nei Muyang's ice cube face is really too lethal.

Xu Hezhi thinks that Mu Yang is not wrong, since you have come to the training ground, you should train hard. If you don't train, don't come to the training ground. Coming here and not training will also affect others, affect the quality of the team's training, if you don't get sprayed, who will be sprayed?

Zhu Ge saw that there was a crack between the teams, and then he immediately stood up and said as a peacemaker: "Let's train seriously, now the school leaders have not explicitly forbidden us to hold a football league, this league is not over, we have to train seriously to prepare for the next game." When the school really bans it one day, it's not too late for us to relax. Get moving, get moving, and do plenty of games for the weekend. ”

Hearing what the captain said, the players also stopped and put their heads into training, but it was clear that they were not in a good mood and they were still skeptical that the league would be held on Friday.

For the perfunctory reaction of the players, Mu Yang naturally didn't buy it, and smashed the football in his hand to the ground with a bang, causing a dead silence on the scene.

Mu Yang said very disappointedly: "If you don't want to practice, don't practice, disband!" ”

After speaking, Mu Yang walked to the edge of the goal post, attached himself and pulled his backpack and walked away.

Seeing this, Zhu Ge could only smile bitterly.

Sure enough, Muyang is still Muyang.

"Lie down! He's a fart, why is he pointing fingers at us? Who does he think he is? Isn't it awesome? If it weren't for the captain's support for him, Lao Tzu wouldn't have listened to him. A football team, Nima, doesn't touch the ball every day, does some running training, we are a football team not a track and field team, TMD does he know what football is? Stick a green onion in your nose - pretend to be an elephant! He ......"

A tall and thin guy in the crowd roared angrily when he saw Mu Yang throw his hand away, and his voice was full of accusations against Mu Yang.

"That's it! Say less! Do you still want to train? Zhu Ge was very angry, and immediately turned his head and glared at the guy fiercely.

The guy wilted all at once, not beeping.

It can be seen that this guy is still very convinced of Zhu Ge.

Xu He's mood was even more depressed when he saw this, this league has not been banned yet, their team itself can't stand it, and there is civil strife, can this game still be played?

In fact, he didn't expect their team to be so vulnerable.

Xu He is also full of worries about the future of the football team.

This pessimism did not only appear on Xu He's body, but on the heads of all the players of the Class 10 football team.

The mood of the players of the Class 10 football team is very low.

Zhu Ge did not want to see such a thing develop, he said: "The league has not been explicitly banned, so let's not be too pessimistic. We're still training in the same way we've been before, preparing for Friday's game, and no one wants to be lazy with me, so we all train hard. ”

Someone asked: "Captain, didn't the school leaders say that they are not allowed to hold a football league?" ”

Zhu Ge said solemnly: "As long as there is no official public ban, I will continue to kick." ”

In the crowd, Xu He was pleasantly surprised: "Captain, that means we will continue to play in the league on Friday?" ”

Zhu Ge bowed his head and said, "Of course, let's go and train hard." ”

Hearing Zhu Ge say this, the players of the Class 10 football team threw themselves into training. However, they are aware that the atmosphere of their team has changed a lot.

Even Zhu Ge felt it, and he sighed as he looked at the place where Mu Yang disappeared.

It's no wonder that Muyang is not guilty.

Mu Yang still attaches great importance to this league, and he also attaches too much importance to this game, so he feels uncomfortable when he sees his teammates not paying attention to the game so much.

Zhu Ge can understand Mu Yang, but he hopes that Mu Yang can adjust his mentality and state so as not to affect the unity of the team.

Zhu Ge said, "Okay, you can each train freely." ”

When the guy who talked back to Muyang heard this, he was overjoyed, and he directly picked up the football and shouted excitedly to his friend: "Let's go, let's play the ball!" ”

Obviously, this guy has wanted to touch football for a long time.

No wonder he has such a big complaint about Mu Yang's off-ball training.

As soon as he heard about the free training, Xu He called Li Jie, and immediately came to Zhang Zhen's side and said, "Lao Zhang helped me train my shooting skills." ”

Yes, one of Xu He's big goals today is to let Zhang Zhen teach his own shooting skills.

After listening to Zhang Zhen's words a few days ago, Xu He has figured out a lot, and he has always wanted to try. He tried it yesterday, but it didn't work much, so he found Zhang Zhen again today.

Zhang Zhen smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't I tell you all the secrets?" ”

Xu He said: "Just say where to use, it's better to teach it by hand!" ”

Zhang Zhen was embarrassed: "You are too embarrassed!" ”

Xu He immediately said, "Do you still want math review materials?" ”

Zhang Zhen immediately said: "Okay! Follow me and I'll show you how to shoot. Can you try it twice for me first and see where your problem arises? ”

For Zhang Zhen, who was cowardly in seconds, Xu He really wanted to laugh. But he knew he couldn't laugh now, and he held back.

Xu He immediately nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Then Xu He came to the front of the football, stood up, took a deep breath, and then silently recited the technical essentials of shooting techniques in his heart, and then ran violently, came to the football, and pumped his right foot towards the football.

Xu He stared at the goal tightly, roaring in his heart: "My grandfather is in!" ”

With a bang, the ball was slightly off the goal.

Xu He's eyes widened, he obviously shot in the middle, why did he suddenly miss the goal?

Xu He looked at Zhang Zhen with some confusion, as if asking what was going on?

Zhang Zhen shook his head uncontrollably, came to Xu He's side, squatted down, stretched out his right hand and pinched Xu He's ankle. "When you shoot, you have to press down on your ankles and you have to keep your instep straight so you don't have a deformation," he said. ”

Xu He listened very carefully and didn't want to miss it at all.

Zhang Zhen said while playing with Xu He's right foot: "See, straighten the instep of your foot and use this position to touch the ball." And it's going to play football in the middle, not to the right, you know? ”

Feeling the touch coming from the instep of his foot, Xu He understood the part of the ball.

Zhang Zhen spoke in great detail, Xu He naturally listened very clearly, and gradually learned a lot of things, and his shooting skills were also improving.

Zhang Zhen looked at Xu He and said, "Do you understand this?" ”

Xu He nodded, indicating that he knew.

Then Zhang Zhen said: "That's good, continue training." ”

Xu He shook his head when he heard this, then turned around and went to practice shooting again. This time he remembered Zhang Zhen's words, recalled the part where Zhang Zhen touched his instep, he took a deep breath, and then ran and hit the football with a kick, and with a bang, the football flew out and was slightly off.

Xu He turned his head to look at Zhang Zhen in confusion.

Zhang Zhen said: "Straightening should always be straight, don't let the shape of your feet change when you touch the ball, you must control the straightening, you know?" ”

Xu He carefully recalled that when he shot just now, it was indeed the moment after touching the ball that the shape of his foot changed, which caused the football to miss the shot.

Xu He bowed slightly: "Got it!" ”

Zhang Zhen: "Come again!" ”

Xu He once again pumped at the football, and the football flew out at a rapid pace.

Zhang Zhen: "Pay attention to the part of the force, use your waist to drive the thighs to sweep out, that's how to sweep away, you know?" ”

With a bang, the soccer ball was another fierce volley, and the soccer ball whistled out.

Zhang Zhen: "Pay attention to straighten the instep of your feet!" ”

Boom is another blast, and the football whistles out.

Zhang Zhen: "The instep of the foot and the instep of the foot should be straight and straight, and the rotten wood cannot be carved!" ”

Xu He was not angry at all, but was more devoted, training to shoot seriously, and again and again, looking for his own fault through Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen: "Pay attention to the skills of exerting force, the waist drives the thighs ......"

Zhang Zhen: "Eh, this time is good, remember this feeling, do it again!" ”

Zhang Zhen: "Well, it's okay, but there are still a lot of shortcomings, come again!" ”

Half an hour later.

Zhang Zhen: "Well, it's a good job this time, and you've gradually mastered some tricks." But that's not enough, you have to keep practicing. There's no quick fix, you just have to keep practicing and if you repeat enough times, your shooting skills will be better. You know? Come on, Xu He. ”

Xu He was so serious and committed that he even forgot about time.

The rest of his teammates had already left, and it was getting dark, and he was still unsatisfied.

He really benefited a lot today.

He was naturally very grateful to Zhang Zhen in his heart, it was this unconcealed professor who allowed him to make such progress. Of course, Xu He also knows that this is not enough, he must persevere in training before he can succeed.

Xu He said firmly to Zhang Zhen: "Don't worry, Lao Zhang, I will definitely repeat it indefinitely!" ”