Chapter Ninety-Seven: Picking at the Boogers and Counting
It was already past 8 o'clock in the morning when Liu Yun and Zhang Yuanshan returned to the training base, and it was breakfast time.
Zhang Yuanshan took out an electronic scale from the room. The meat, cereals, fruits, and juices for breakfast that Liu Yun wants to eat are all accurate to the gram with an electronic scale.
Then the old man Zhang Yuanshan clicked on the stopwatch.
"Breakfast time 20 minutes. After eating, carry out waist and abdominal strength training. Zhang Yuanshan ordered.
Liu Yun hadn't recovered from the fatigue of the aerobic endurance run just now, and after breakfast, he was immediately taken to the gym by Zhang Yuanshan.
Zhang Yuanshan pointed to a few dumbbells in the corner: "Next, shoulder the dumbbells to do body precursor and body rotation snatch!" You've been in the Bayi team, so you should know the essentials of the move. 100 reps per move! β
Liu Yun grabbed the dumbbells, placed them on his shoulders, and then did the body precursor.
"One, Two, Three, Four, Five"
"Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight".
It is the strength of the waist and abdomen that is exercised in the precursor of the dumbbell body. And the strength of the waist and abdomen is the basis for shaking the head and attacking the goal.
Liu Yun's sweat once again oozed from his forehead: "Forty-six, forty-seven, forty-eight."
Zhang Yuanshan said while counting: "Okay, very good, I'm halfway done!" Hang on! Keep it up! Pay attention to the action norms! β
When Liu Yun reached sixty, he felt that his two hands and waist were no longer his own. Shouldering the dumbbell body precursor seems simple, and ordinary people will not feel tired when doing ten or eight. But once you make a hundred, you can feel like your waist is broken!
When Liu Yun reached the eightieth year, the whole person slammed and then fell to the ground. The dumbbell also fell to the ground.
Zhang Yuanshan was furious: "Do you still want to play Huajia?" Eighty is cowardly? Just give up? As a striker, you don't have a good waist and abdomen, and you still score a hairy header? Get up! Go on! β
Liu Yun didn't know how he got up from the ground. "Eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three".
Liu Yun didn't make a single move, so he silently counted the number of times in his heart. Each action was only a second or two, but to him it seemed like more than ten minutes had passed!
His hand holding the dumbbell was shaking a little! Zhang Yuanshan has rich experience and stands beside Liu Yun. Once the dumbbell falls, Zhang Yuanshan will catch it in time to prevent Liu Yun from being injured.
"Ninety-eight, ninetyγγγγγ Nine....... One...... hundred".
After doing the 100 shoulder dumbbell body precursor, Liu Yun lay on the ground again.
Zhang Yuanshan stretched out his hand to pull him, but he didn't stand up with all his strength.
Zhang Yuanshan said: "At the beginning of the predromal training of the shoulder dumbbell body, it is normal to have this reaction. It will be fine after a while. You rest for a while, I'll go to the toilet. Come back for the next project: the body turn snatch! β
Zhang Yuanshan, the old man's prostate, seems to be very healthy. It didn't take long for the urine to be soaked. He went back to the gym.
"Next item, turn the body to grab the bell, a hundred times!" Zhang Yuanshan spoke.
Liu Yun looked at Zhang Yuanshan almost with a pleading gaze. Zhang Yuanshan showed no mercy, and reiterated again: "A hundred times!" Finish before moving on to the next item! Begin! β
Liu Yun gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, and grabbed the bell.
Zhang Yuanshan found a stool, stood in front of Liu Yun, knocked on Erlang's leg, and stared at Liu Yun to help him count: "Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine, thirty-nine, fortyγγγγγγ β
Zhang Yuanshan, the old fox, repeats the numbers every three or five numbers. Liu Yun's face was already tired, his ears were red, and the green tendons on his head were bursting up. Where can I pay attention to these details?
Zhang Yuanshan said coldly: "Pay attention to standardized actions!" Arms outstretched! Yes, that's all. Come on! Sixty-six! Sixty-six, sixty-seven, sixty-seven, sixty-eightγγγγγ β
Liu Yun has not received such high-intensity waist and abdominal strength training for many years. His eyes were already a little red by this time! I can hear the sound of "boom, boom, boom" in my temples.
Zhang Yuanshan knocked on Erlang's leg and clasped his nose. He pulled out a piece of booger from the little finger of his right hand, and flicked it into the distance with a "snap": "Seventy-seven, seventy-eight, seventy-eight, seventy-nine, eighty." Very good, persevere! And the last twenty. I bet that as long as you can stick to this 100 individual turn snatch, Huajia will definitely score a header in his debut! Very good, insistence, eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-two, eighty-three, eighty-one. β
Zhang Yuanshan, the old man, is simply talking nonsense when counting. Liu Yun's brain was blank at this time. He struggled to repeat the mechanical movements with both hands, where did he have the leisure to calculate how many movements he had made? β
Sweat had soaked through Liu Yun's T-shirt. He even felt like he was hallucinating in his eyes. He seemed to see that the shirt on Zhang Yuanshan's body had turned into a grass-green military vest. The face has also become the stern head coach when he served in the Bayi team.
"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred! All right! Victorious mission accomplished! Stop! Zhang Yuanshan said.
Liu Yun didn't even have the strength to lie down this time! He put down the bell with both hands and sat on the ground.
Zhang Yuanshan picked up a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Liu Yun: "Hurry up and replenish the water." Hurry up and rest, and in fifteen minutes let's go to the training ground for long-distance passing and shooting practice!
Liu Yun was so tired that he couldn't say a word. I could only nod my head, indicating that I knew.
Fifteen minutes later, Liu Yun, who already felt that he was going to be paralyzed, followed Zhang Yuanshan to the training ground.
This small training ground is about 50 meters long.
Zhang Yuanshan took out twenty balls from the cage next to the training ground and arranged them in a straight line.
"Passing the ball from long distance is the basic skill of a player to eat. I know you're good at your feet, so let's lower the bar. In a moment I will stand thirty meters away from you. You pass the ball to me. Landing within a radius of three and a half meters from my body is considered a success. Forty successful times, today's training is over! After Zhang Yuanshan finished speaking, he walked thirty meters away from Liu Yun.
Liu Yun thought to himself, this 30-meter distance pass, in terms of success rate, he is holding the handle. Isn't it just 40 times? It's easier than aerobic endurance running and waist and abdominal strength training, right?
In less than a minute and a half, Liu Yun passed all the twenty balls arranged in front of him to Zhang Yuanshan.
Zhang Yuanshan shouted: "The success rate is good!" A player who is known for his footwork! Run! Dribble the ball back to your starting position! Then shoot again! You can only dribble one ball at a time! β
Only then did Liu Yun discover the viciousness of this training! One ball needs to run 60 meters round trip, and the remaining 20 balls need to run 1,200 meters! It's actually a combination of switchback running and passing drills! After a quick run, the ball needs to be passed back to Zhang Yuanshan in time. After running at a high speed, the coordination of the body will definitely decrease, and the pass success rate will definitely be low and scary!
Liu Yun ran in front of Zhang Yuanshan, dribbled a ball with his feet, ran back to the starting position, and passed.
The first twenty passes took him less than two minutes. The next ten passes took him a full fifteen minutes. And there were three balls that flew away! did not fall within a three-meter radius of Zhang Yuanshan. If the three-legged ball is flying, Liu Yun will have to run an extra 180 meters!
This kind of passing training, with the consumption of physical energy, the passing rate will only get lower and lower! In the last ten balls, he made seven passes! If you fly seven feet, you have to run seven more turnarounds! Liu Yun felt that helpless dizziness again. The stomach in his stomach also rebelled, and he retched.
Zhang Yuanshan shouted: "What are you doing? You can't even practice passing, and you're still kicking a fart ball? That's the basics! Keep running! β
Liu Yun endured a strong feeling of vomiting and continued to run towards Zhang Yuanshan. Ants usually carry the balls back to the starting position one by one, and then pass them to Zhang Yuanshan.
It took almost an hour to complete the forty-foot passes.
After Liu Yun made a successful pass with the last kick, he went directly to the trash can on the side of the training ground and vomited "wow, wow, wow"!
Zhang Yuanshan, the head of the devil sect, walked to Liu Yun with a small song, and patted him on the back while saying: "On the first day of C5 standard physical training, it is normal to have stomach cramps. It's ten o'clock, and I think this is the end of the morning's training. You've vomited out everything in your stomach, and you're afraid you'll end up in the hospital if you practice again. Have a good meal at noon, and then do other training in the afternoon! β