Before the afternoon training began, Igor called Zhang Shu over. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 "Zhang, you don't need to participate in the afternoon team training. ”

"I need to be trained individually by the strength and conditioning coach." Zhang Shu looked at him and helped him say the second half of the sentence.

Igor smiled. "Hahaha, I'll just say how this scene is a little familiar, you seem to have told you that on the first day of training at the U17s."

Zhang Shuke was not in the mood to joke, "Coach, I think my physical fitness is enough to ensure that I can participate in the competition." I've already played in the youth team. ”

In training, Zhang Shu has always worked hard, but that doesn't mean he likes training. Boring practice doesn't make him happy at all, and only the passion that comes from winning a game can give his system enough energy. Training is just a means to get him on the game, and he wants to use it to win in Serie A rather than sweating it in the gym.

As long as you have the help of the system, you can always win games and upgrade the system, so why bother training.

But Igor doesn't think so, "It's just a youth game, the intensity can't be compared to a Serie A game. And you're so thin that the rough centre-backs won't give up attacking your weaknesses. Igor pinched Zhang Shu's thin arm, "Don't underestimate those defenders in Serie A, their strength is very different from those rookies in the youth league league." So, what you need to do this time is strength training. ”

At the thought of finally being promoted to the first team, but having to soak in the physical training room for a month or two, Zhang Shu's face couldn't help but wrinkle when he thought of this.

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Strength and conditioning coach Leonardo Menichini frowned at the kid in front of him, who was too thin for a professional footballer.

'Igor, he was promoted from the Under-17s to the first team? Didn't Cosimo take care of him? "Merriccini was a tall white man with a big beard and a white shirt full of muscular muscles. Zhang Shu visually measured the thickness and found that his thighs were not as good as his upper arms.

"Zhang has only been in the Under-17s for a little over two months, which is not enough time for Cosimo to do anything. Besides, isn't that why we need you? Igor said with a smile. Zhang, this is Merricini, the first team's strength and conditioning coach. He'll take care of your training every afternoon. After handing Zhang Shu to Mericini, he turned and left the fitness room.

"Come on, I hope to see you in tactical training sessions soon." Before leaving, Igor did not forget to send encouragement to Zhang Shu.

But Zhang Shu's mind is now full of how to prove that he doesn't need physical training.

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"Boy, do you know anything about strength training?" After Igor's departure, Mericini quickly got into shape.

"No, we Chinese advocate ingenuity." Zhang Shu decided to convince the physical trainer who seemed to be in a state of flesh first.

Merricini smiled and shook his finger as he motioned for Zhang Shu to stand on a treadmill. "Skill isn't a panacea, so let's try what happens when you run at high speeds and collide."

Zhang Shu obediently stood on the treadmill, and Merricini turned on the switch, slowly increasing the speed until Zhang Shu entered the sprint state.

"Be careful, Zhang." Merricini stretched out his thick hand and gently pushed it from behind on Zhang Shu's shoulder.

When a person is running at high speed, the slightest disturbance will make his pace fall into confusion and lose his balance, in order to prevent Zhang Shu from falling and getting injured, Merricini deliberately carefully controlled the strength of his hands.

But Merricini's hand didn't feel the reaction from Zhang Shu's shoulder, he was like pushing on a piece of cotton, he didn't use force at all, Zhang Shu's shoulder gently followed the direction of his force, allowing his hand to slide over.

And Zhang Shu's pace was not chaotic at all, and he continued to maintain a high-speed run on the treadmill.

Mericini looked at his hand strangely and decided to do it again, thinking that it must be his own slow movement just now, which made Zhang Shu take precautions, so that he could run his hand side over his shoulder to remove his thrust.

This time, he didn't speak in advance to remind Zhang Shu, but directly stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Shu's shoulder. His movements were very fast, but the result was the same as the first time, Zhang Shu followed his strength when he first touched his shoulder, and Mericini's hand lost its focus, almost making him lose his balance, but fortunately he held on to the handrail next to the treadmill in time to prevent him from falling on the treadmill.

It's not scientific!

Merricini looked at Zhang Shu, who was still sprinting on the treadmill, his face full of incredulity. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to try again.

Zhang Shu has been running on the treadmill for almost 1 minute, although it is not the speed of the 100-meter sprint, he can still feel that he only remembers that his physical strength is passing rapidly. Just as he was about to give up, he felt Mericini's hand on his shoulder again.

In order to prevent Zhang Shu from dodging sideways again, this time Merricini used two hands, one left and one right, to push Zhang Shu's shoulders. In this way, even if one side of the shoulder is unloaded, the other side will be pushed by Merricini.

In the slow time and space, Zhang Shu's right shoulder first felt the thrust coming from behind, and without thinking too much, he followed the direction of the thrust and moved forward.

But as he turned sideways, he felt his left shoulder also touch Merricini's left hand.

It's too late to say that it's fast, no, for Zhang Shu, it should be said that it's too late, and it's even later.

Zhang Shu's right shoulder continued to move forward, the entire upper body turned to the left, the left shoulder exerted force back, with the help of Merricini's thrust, his right leg that fell behind crossed a semicircle with his left foot as the axis, driving the whole body to turn half a circle, and became a sideways posture facing Merricini standing sideways on the treadmill. Then, with his right foot as the axis, his left foot also crossed a semicircle, his left shoulder sank, and after dodging Mericini's left hand, he jumped a little and landed on a stopped treadmill next to him.

Mericini didn't stay this time, he attacked with both hands, and Zhang Shu couldn't dodge, so in order to ensure that he could hold Zhang Shu who lost his balance in time when Zhang Shu fell, this time he used full strength. As a result, now that his hands had lost his focus, Merricini threw himself uncontrollably onto the fast-spinning treadmill and was thrown out of the conveyor belt.

Zhang Shu, who jumped to the side, saw Merricini's huge body flying close to the ground for a meter and then smashed to the ground, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran over.

"Huh~~~Huh~~~~ teach... Instructor.... You didn't... You okay? Zhang Shu, who had just sprinted for more than a minute, tried his best to adjust his breathing, but his speech was still intermittent.

"How did you do it!" Lying on the ground, Mericini jumped up from the ground, but fortunately, the strength training room of the Brescia first team was relatively large, there was no other equipment behind the treadmill, and there were sponge mats on the ground, so Mericini looked unharmed.

"It's amazing! What kind of Chinese kung fu is this? Mericini's face was excited. He turned Zhang Shu directly at himself. "Tell me how you did it!"

Seeing that Mericini was fine, Zhang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to be the first professional player ever to hurt his coach.

"Uh... Yes... This is indeed Chinese kung fu... Call... It's called Tai Chi! That's right, it's Tai Chi! Four or two dial a thousand pounds, borrow strength! ”

I have to say that Zhang Shu is good at making up nonsense, if I wasn't the author, I would have believed it.

"Oooh! Tai chi! I've heard of it! Chinese kung fu is really amazing! Zhang, you're really amazing. Merricini gave a thumbs up.

"Awards, awards, concessions. The rules of the lower division are very strict, and we practice martial arts only to strengthen our bodies, support justice, and never show off to others when we walk the rivers and lakes. Zhang Shu's face is modest, showing a superior demeanor.

However, the next sentence immediately wiped out his noble demeanor.

"So, coach, look, don't I need to train strength alone?"

"That's not going to work. Sheet. Merricini expressed his admiration for the martial arts master Zhang Shu with an expression, and then resolutely rejected the Brescia player Zhang Shu with words.

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The next day, the story of Zhang Shu being a martial arts master had spread throughout the Brescia Club.

"Zhang, I heard that you can jump as high as the second floor?" Tony asked curiously in the locker room. "Can you teach me? I won't let you suffer, I'll teach you how to grab a header! ”

"I can really jump on the second floor, and I still need you to teach me headball? No one can beat me, right? Zhang Shu complained depressedly. I don't know how the rumors became so exaggerated step by step.

"Then you still teach me, even if you can't jump that high, you can't push it down like you." As a centre-forward who often fights with tall defenders in the box, Toney often wrestles with opponents.

Zhang Shu now deeply understands that in order to cover up a lie, he can only make up for it with more lies.

"Tony, are you a virgin?" He asked solemnly.

"No, what's wrong?" Tony looked confused.

As I expected, you foreigners are so casual! Zhang Shu denounced the dire situation of capitalism with grief and indignation in his heart, and at the same time sighed that everything was under his control.

"Chinese Kung Fu Tongzi Gong can only be practiced by virgins."

Thereupon.

Day 3.

The story of Zhang Shu being a virgin spread throughout the Brescia club.