Before that, Lu Feng had never considered the king of football or anything, his original dream was at most to be the world's double footballer, and then do his best to help China win the first World Cup. But Fernandez's words made Lu Feng suddenly have an idea.

What kind of person is Fernandez, it is impossible to joke and deceive himself, is his talent really so strong. In that case, why don't you work harder and don't squander your talents. Could it be that the king of the ball was born to be the king of the ball, others can, why can't I?

Only, humility is necessary.

"Fair, thank you for giving me such a high opinion, but it's really hard to be a football player. I'm going to work hard, train hard, try to play every game, and as for the result, it's up to God. ”

Fernandez smiled, obviously not wanting to continue talking to Lu Feng about the issue. Although he said his true evaluation of Lu Feng, he didn't know whether this was good or bad for Lu Feng's growth, after all, Lu Feng was still too young, and the title of ball king was indeed too difficult to get.

"Aside from that, what you can achieve in the end is entirely up to you. Lu Feng, I want to ask you, what do you think a striker in the real sense should be. ”

"A striker, it's a goal, a steady stream of goals, that's a striker." Lu Feng's answer was decent.

"Nonsense, I'm asking you, what type of striker do you think is your favorite."

'Favourite, of course, is Ronaldinho's kind of guy who can get past the opposition at the back, assist for team-mates and score from free-kicks. This striker is the best striker in the world and my goal is to be a striker of Ronaldinho's type. ”

Lu Feng said his answer without hesitation, Xiao Luo has always been Lu Feng's idol, and he also has a handwritten jersey signed by Xiao Luo at home, which Lu Feng bought with great difficulty.

Fernandes shook his head, "Although Ronaldo was a very strong striker at his peak, in my opinion, he is not a top striker in the true sense of the word. ”

"And who is that?" Lu Feng asked very unconvinced, Xiao Luo is his idol, he swept the world at his peak, and he is not a top striker.

Fernández smiled and asked rhetorically.

"Do you remember what I told you to play with your brain?"

"I remember." Lu Feng nodded. "But what does this mean, do you mean that Xiao Luo doesn't need a brain to play football, so how did he use his talents."

Fernandes shook his head, "Playing with your brain is to be on the pitch, in the easiest way, to win the game, and not to do anything superfluous. As a striker, scoring goals is the calling. So, playing with your brain is the easiest way to shoot and score. ”

'In my opinion, the type of Ruud van Nistelrooy, Inzaghi, is the top striker in the true sense of the word, not because of how good their skills are, but because they know how to play with their brains.

Ruud van Nistelrooy, a top striker who scores goals. Inzaghi is known as a striker who walks on the line of the penalty area. What both players have in common is that they don't run much on the pitch, but they are always in the right place at the right time to score the ball.

"Isn't it just running a little higher without the ball?" Lu Feng was still not convinced.

'It's not a matter of running a little bit more without the ball. Fernández thought for a moment how to describe the problem. After organizing the language, Fernández spoke. "Just like you often pass in games, even in youth team games, do you feel like you're going to be able to beat your opponents every time?

Playing with your brain is not only about running without the ball, but also about observing the situation on the field and being the metronome of the whole game. When the pace is fast, when the pace is slow, where there is space, where is the weakness of the other party. If you learn this, you will be able to play football with your brain. Come to think of it, it's not the era when strikers only had to score. ”

Fernandez's words made Lu Feng fall into deep thought. What Fernandez said, Lu Feng was a little incomprehensible for a while, but he directly told Lu Feng that what Fernandez said was right.

Seeing Lu Feng, he was a little stunned, as if he was thinking. Fernández looked at the sea in the distance and said seemingly nonchalantly.

"Actually, I envy your talent, your football talent, to be honest, is not too high. But the scary thing is that I envy you the most. I've heard that it took you less than a month to learn Portuguese, and in the recent past, I've noticed that I've made a lot of progress by learning free kicks with me, and in a week at most, you'll be completely proficient in curling free kicks. ”

Lu Feng was taken aback, what does Fernandez mean by this, don't you want to teach me again?

"Fair, don't you want to teach me anymore?"

Fernandez smiled angrily, "Do you think you can be a teacher, or do you think I can only teach you a free kick?" ”

"That's not what it meant." Lu Feng hurriedly waved his hand to explain that Fernandez, as a former world-class striker, can teach himself too much. "I thought you didn't want to teach me anymore."

"Haha." Fernandez laughed, "How is it possible, since you are willing to learn from me, then I will definitely teach you everything I can teach you." The rest is up to you. You know, if you want to be the best in the world, in addition to technology, the most important thing is your personal understanding of football. I'm sure you can do it, though. ”

"Well, have you eaten?" Fernandez looked at Lu Feng and asked. "Would you like to have something together?"

Lu Feng shook his head, "No need, Fair, I've eaten, thank you for your kindness." ”

"Forget it, I'm hungry, I'll go to dinner first." Fernandez patted Lu Feng on the shoulder. "Think about it yourself, there are a lot of beautiful women on the beach, and if you stay a little longer, you might have an affair."

Speaking of this, Fernandez laughed unscrupulously, his smile, in Lu Feng's opinion, how to look like an old rascal. Lu Feng shook his head and watched Fernandez walk away, his eyes had already drifted into the distance, thinking about what Fernandez had just said.

"That's right, Lu Feng." Fernandez's voice came from behind Lu Feng, and Lu Feng couldn't help but turn his head to look at Fernandez.

"What?"

"Actually, your beating action is still quite chic, and I am still quite interested in teaching me Chinese kung fu when you have time."

Lu Feng couldn't help but laugh, this old guy.

"You're Lu Feng?" At this time, a female voice sounded beside Lu Feng.