Chapter Seventy-Six: Happy Spring Festival (Ask for a Monthly Pass!) Subscribe! )

There is a pedestrian street about 500 metres away from the Tottenham training ground.

The streets are crowded with people and shops.

Wearing a down jacket, a mask, sunglasses and a hat with a low brim, Yi Le never imagined that he would one day become a star.

But to be honest, it's really inconvenient, but he has to disguise it like this, after all, if he appears in public, it will definitely cause boiling.

This is the summary of Yile in recent times.

As for why he came to this pedestrian street, because there is a nice bubble tea shop here.

Europeans are accustomed to drinking coffee, and they have no demand for milk tea, so there are very few such shops in Europe, and Yile also found this store by chance.

Yi Le has a sweet tooth and tastes like a child.

He likes to eat fish-flavored shredded pork and pot-wrapped meat, and the former is a must-order dish.

And after a lot of exercise, his body is also very eager for sugar supplements, so Yile will visit this shop with a coffee shop sign but milk tea from time to time.

The café is very cold, and most of the customers just walk away after buying it, and have no intention of tasting it in the store.

Yi Le walked all the way to the counter with his head down, Uncle Smith raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "A cup of milk tea?" ”

Yi Le glanced left and right and nodded slowly.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Smith couldn't help but laugh; "Yi, you're like a thief now, you know?"

Yi Le's whole body stiffened, and then he put his index finger on his lips and motioned for the other party to make a quieter sound.

"Don't worry, there aren't many guests at this point in time." Uncle Smith said with a smile.

Yi Le pulled off his mask and smiled bitterly: "I swear, it feels terrible." ”

Uncle Smith leaned his hands on the counter and said happily: "How many players want to be famous, but you look disgusted, I really don't know what to say." ”

Yi Le shrugged helplessly and said: "Being famous also means that there is no freedom, a cup of cantaloupe milk tea, thank you." ”

"Okay." Uncle Smith quickly mixed a cup of cantaloupe milk tea and handed it over.

Yi Le stretched out his hand to take it, sucked it, and saw him shiver.

It's so cool!

"Chilled water again?"

"Europeans don't drink hot water, you have to get used to it."

Yi Le shook his head helplessly, he couldn't understand why these Europeans still drank cold water in the winter.

Is hot water bad?

How healthy!

Uncle Smith is a white lily, and he only discovered by chance that there is such a star among his regular customers.

Uncle Smith welcomed Yi Le to their store.

And this has become a little secret for the two.

Although Uncle Smith wants to show off that he has such a relationship with his number one star, what if he says it, what if Yile doesn't come in the future?

Therefore, he kept his mouth shut.

"How are the sales of milk tea?"

Yi Le asked casually.

Uncle Smith wiped the cup and said, "It's bleak, except for you, some Asian students came to buy it." ”

"Then why not take it off the shelves?" Yi Le asked curiously.

Uncle Smith glanced at Yi Le and said with a smile: "Because of you!" The heart of our midfield, you have the right to let me keep this menu! ”

"Thank you, Smith, your milk tea is great!"

"How's it going?"

Yi Le smiled casually: "Not bad!" ”

Uncle Smith looked expectant: "We'll beat Fiorentina at home, right?" ”

Yi Le smiled innocently and said; "As you wish!"

"Great! Give me five! ”

Syllable!!!

After the two high-fived, Yi Le was ready to leave.

"How much?"

"No money!" Uncle Smith smiled and said, "I heard that some time ago was a particularly important festival in China, and on that day the family would gather together, and it must be sad that you couldn't go back, so this is a little compensation for me." ”

"Easy! Happy Chinese New Year! ”

Yi Lelen paused for a moment, and a trace of warmth surged in his heart, and said, "This gift is great!" ”

......

In February, the land of China was still immersed in the Spring Festival holiday, but Yile, who was far away in Europe, could not feel the excitement of the New Year in the past.

There is no concept of Chinese New Year in England.

When Yile returned to the villa, he found Pere running on a treadmill.

Perret stepped off the treadmill, then picked up the towel hanging from the handrail, wiped his face, and asked, "Are you hungry?" ”

Yi Le shook his head; "It's not too bad, I'm going to go to the backyard for ball sense training."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Perret asked.

Yi Le walked up the stairs without looking back: "Whatever!" ”

Five minutes later, the two were on the turf for ball sense.

Pere stepped on the football with one foot, and couldn't help but be amazed to see the football move like an elf at Yile's feet.

How is this ball sense trained?

Pere was sure that he had seen this kind of unbridled movement in the same person.

Yi Le practiced his ball sense for a while, and kicked the football towards Pere, who easily unloaded the ball, and the basic skills were very good.

"Sir, should I contact the shot?"

Pere said unexpectedly; "Why do you think so?"

Yi Le said a little depressed: "I always feel that when attacking, my threat is not enough, and I don't have the ability to directly penetrate the opponent's door." ”

"You want to practice long-range shooting?"

Yi Le nodded slightly and said, "Do you have a suitable candidate?" ”

Shooting coach!

Pere pondered for a moment and said, "Doesn't your club have a shooting coach?" ”

Yi Lelen paused: "Is there one?" ”

Tottenham have a dedicated shooting coach named Allen. Russell.

But this shooting coach is almost a stranger to Yi Le, after all, the shooting coach is teaching around the striker, and at this point in time, Yi Le is estimated to practice interception with the defensive coach.

"Alan. Russell should have good ability and he can tune Harry. A shooter like Kane clearly has excellent teaching skills. Perret said, "You can talk to Alan. Russell said that a good shooting coach is hard to find. ”

"Okay." Yi Le nodded, and continued to start contacting the ball sense.

At around six o'clock in the afternoon, Perret personally cooked a table of Chinese food.

It's all some homely food, and Pere seems to have learned very well and tasted good.

After eating, Yile called Harry. Kane asked about shooting coach Allen. Russell's thing.

Allan. Russell is also a retired player who is not too well-known in his career and has nothing to achieve as a goalscorer.

But you can't shoot yourself, but this thing can teach others how to shoot, and the teaching ability is very good.

Harry. Kane's goalmouth skills were all taught by Russell.

......

On the second day, after the basic training, the players began to train individually by different coaches according to their respective positions.

The strikers are at Allen. Russell's lead began to practice shooting.

The midfielders and defenders practised interceptions and tackles under the guidance of defensive coach Tebis .

Captain Lowry follows the goalkeeping coach for daily saving training.

The entire training ground was divided into three waves.

Tebis is a strict defensive coach who also has a bad temper and can be used for long periods of time to grow out loud.

"Decent! Be decisive when defending! Dell, what are you doing? I'm telling you to go to the card slot, not to let you run behind Carol's ass! ”

Tebis began to roar again.

This made Eric. Dale's face turned red, and he stopped in front of Carol sullenly.

Thomas. Carol blinked and teased, "Dale, why are you standing in front of me?" Isn't it following the ass? ”

Eric. Dale turned his head and grinned, looking like you were in the BB and labor and management would bite you.

Yi Le stood at the back of the entire echelon, but at this time he was a little less focused and did not actively participate in the defense.

From time to time, his eyes looked at Son Heung-min and others who practiced shooting in front of the goal in the left hemisphere.

Yi Le watched them, carefully observing their movements as they shot, and his body made some slight simulations as he could.

It's just that he didn't see a ball flying towards him in a hurry.

Bang!!!

Oops!!!

With a cry of pain, Yi Le felt a gold star in his eyes, and he was kicked in the head by a sudden soccer ball, and the whole person fell to the ground.

And with Yile falling, Tebis also roared.

"Which bastard got distracted?!!!"

Seeing Tebis coming over menacingly, Yi Le was so frightened that he bounced off the ground.

"Teach.... Coach, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been distracted! ”

Seeing Tebis walking towards Yile, Eric on the side. Dale looked like he was watching a play, and gloated: "Yi is going to be reprimanded." ”

Thomas. Carol also shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's not the first time that it's easy to get distracted, this guy has a hard time concentrating except for the game." ”

Defensive coach Tebis said with a gloomy face: "Yi, my defensive class is very meaningless, right?" ”

Yi Le lowered his head, put his hands behind his back, rubbed one foot on the ground, like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, and said, "I was wrong, coach!" ”

I.........

Tebis almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Yi Le made him lose his temper with a word.

With this attitude of admitting his mistakes, what else can he do?

A few words of scolding at most, as for corporal punishment?

Now that Ileco is the absolute core of Tottenham, he is tired enough to fight on two fronts, if he is given corporal punishment and still can't play?

And Yile's inability to concentrate in addition to the game is nothing new.

This guy can get distracted when head coach Villas-Boas talks about tactics, let alone Tebes as a defensive coach.

Unless this guy is particularly interested, then don't try to stop this little guy from getting distracted.

This is a problem that even Boas has a headache for.