There's no way, Baia ran away and wasn't familiar with the substitute goalkeeper, so let's practice by myself!

First come five sets of fixed-point shots, then five sets of shooting between the marches, and finally five sets of volleys to let the old man at the training base help him throw the ball.

The only thing to be careful about is to control the direction of the shot, don't suffocate the old man, otherwise his salary for a season will not be enough to treat him.

Quaresma never thought that the old janitor was inferior, and that everyone contributed to society regardless of their profession.

Besides, how do you know that people are not sweeping monks?

If you mess with the old man, they will give you a Marseille slalom and shake your pants away!

But Quaresma didn't expect that this old janitor really had two hits.

"Ricardo, it's really inefficient for you to practice shooting so aimlessly, I have a solution, do you want to give it a try?" The old janitor said to Quaresma with the appearance of a man of the world.

Quaresma was stunned for a moment, there was a sweeping monk as a precedent, and he really wouldn't ignore every seemingly inconspicuous person around him.

Maybe he was a great professional when he was younger!

"Tell me about it!"

He doesn't know if there is a shortcut to shooting practice, and a hard work can increase his attributes, but if there is really a shortcut, wouldn't he make a lot of money!

The old man didn't hide his secrets, and directly told Quaresma about this method.

"I've been managing the training ground in Porto for decades and I've been through an unknown number of waves of players, and I know the skill of each of them!" The old man talked eloquently, and he was full of bamboo.

"There used to be a very smart guy who was very good at playing football with his brain, and when he was doing shooting exercises, he aimed at the frame of the goal to improve the accuracy of his shots."

"After practice, almost every time he hit the post, his footwork was extremely accurate!"

"I think it's a very effective way to practice, and you can learn from it!"

When Quaresma heard this, he immediately thought it was a good idea.

Aiming at the goal frame, you can indeed improve your shooting accuracy, and when you practice to the fullest, then you can hit the goal casually either from a dead corner or by grazing the post and flying into the goal, and the opponent's goalkeeper must be desperate.

"Thank you so much!" Quaresma gratefully shook the old man's hands, "I'll give you a gift when I get back!" ”

Then Quaresma started a new practice, constantly shooting at the woodwork from all angles, and practicing with great passion.

In the beginning, it was difficult to hit the woodwork accurately, and Quaresma only hit the woodwork once after ten shots, and this time he did so with a focus on controlling the direction and not making a move.

However, Quaresma is not discouraged at all, without the perseverance to persevere, let alone succeed, not to mention that he is now taking a shortcut, how can there be any reason not to persevere.

An hour, two hours, three hours, until it was almost midnight, when Quaresma finally got the hang of it.

In the ten shots on goal just now, Quaresma has hit the woodwork three times, which is definitely an extraordinary performance.

Anyway, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Quaresma feels that his shooting has improved a lot, and the effect of one night's practice is far more obvious than the previous week's practice.

After a sweep in the end, Quaresma was already thinking about how he should thank the janitor on the way home.

On the second day's training, Quaresma's face was full of pride, as if he had gotten some treasure and was eager to show it off.

In the confrontation drill, Quaresma was more active in taking the ball than usual, shooting more actively, and basically as long as there was space to shoot, Quaresma would not let go of the opportunity to get up.

Let's take a look at my marksmanship!

——Duang！

With a loud sound, Quaresma's shot hit the crossbar and bounced off.

Needless to say, this shot scared everyone, and if you are lucky, it will be a world wave.

Quaresma scratched his head and felt that it was a pity that he was just a little short of scoring, and it seems that yesterday's training method did work.

Quaresma then tried two more shots, both of which were narrowly wide of the goal.

With his fourth shot, Quaresma felt that he would be able to score this time, and the moment the ball was shot, this strong feeling made Quaresma very confident.

But

——Duang！

With another loud bang, Quaresma's burst shot hit the post, bounced back, and was cleared out in a panic by the stunned substitute defender.

Another kick in the door frame!

Everyone was looking at Quaresma at this time, and there was something wrong with their eyes.

Is Quaresma in good form or not?

If you shoot so aggressively and almost score twice, it should be in good shape;

But if you don't score a goal on the two posts, it should be considered a bad state in the game;

It's inexplicably contradictory!

Hit the two-legged goalpost, this is the rhythm of going to buy lottery tickets!

Quaresma also wondered, was his luck so bad?

I obviously feel that I can score a goal, why did I hit the goal frame?

Scratching his head, Quaresma, a single-celled animal, simply didn't think about it anymore, it doesn't matter if he didn't score before, it's okay to score next time!

But five minutes later, Quaresma stood in front of the goal as if he had been knocked out a hundred times and began to doubt his life, and the buzzing door frame seemed to hypnotize him.

And what kind of doorposts?

Do you have a grudge against me?

Won't I just aim at you and practice shooting, and you don't hurt, as for me now, don't you feel awkward?

Quaresma really didn't know what evil he had fallen into!

The others are no better than Quaresma, and after such a while, they hit the three-legged door frame, and who would dare to believe it?

"Didn't I just not agree to accompany you to practice shooting, why did you torture me like this?" Baia couldn't stand it, "You might as well score directly, who can stand it so duang, duang, duang, duang, my little heart is about to explode!" ”

Quaresma rolled her eyes at Baia, you can't stand it, I can't stand it!

Fortunately, this is just training, and if he hits the woodwork three times in the game, he probably won't dare to shoot again.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and Quaresma felt that he might have fallen into some kind of misunderstanding.

Finally, at the end of the training, Quaresma hurried to find the old janitor.

"Who are you talking about the player who is aiming at the frame and shooting? Is our club a name? Quaresma felt that it was more reliable for him to go and ask the senior.

The old janitor thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It's been so long that I can't remember his name!" ”

"What happened to him when he practiced shooting this way?" Quaresma asked urgently.

This time, the old man blurted out without thinking: "Because he always hits the goal frame when he shoots, he was arranged by the coach to play the defender!" ”

Quaresma: "......"