Chapter 9 Professional Physical Training

"Success" has secured Zhang Shu's contract with Brescia, and Tingti is ready to say goodbye to Zhang Shu. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is not Zhang Shu's full-time agent, and there are many other players under him, including many players like Andrea Pirlo who have already made their mark in the big clubs. There are still many things waiting for him to deal with, and it is impossible to stay by Zhang Shu's side all the time.

After the successful signing, the club will be responsible for arranging the trivial matters of life for Zhang Shu, which does not need to be worried about by Tinty. So after dinner, Tinti sent Zhang Shu back to the training base, then said goodbye to Zhang Shu and drove back to Milan.

The club did not arrange a hotel for Zhang Shu, firstly, because Brescia was only a small club, and the second was that considering that Zhang Shu was not yet eighteen years old, it was not as safe as the dormitory at the training base to let him live alone in the city in terms of safety and convenience for training.

After seeing off Tinti, Zhang Shu returned to his dormitory. It is a simple small room of more than 20 square meters, with a separate toilet and bathroom. There are two single beds side by side in the room, separated by a walkway with a bedside table in the middle. Other than that, there is only a writing desk, a stool. There is no TV, let alone a computer. There is a telephone, but Zhang Shu estimates that he will not use it for a long time. Behind the door was a wooden wardrobe embedded in the wall, but Zhang Shu's luggage had been lost in Milan as early as before, and now he was left with the outfit on his body.

After inspecting his small territory, Zhang Shu made an evaluation.

"Domestic two-star standard."

Throwing himself on the bed, Zhang Shu closed his eyes and examined the system.

The system hasn't been upgraded, but the red bar for XP is almost full. I believe that I will be able to break through level 3 soon. The "Stasis" skill proved to be a huge flaw, and the almost unbearable hunger after using it proved that it was not suitable for use during matches. If it is cast in the game, the physical strength is restored, but you can imagine how much strength you can exert on the court when you are hungry and dizzy. And the "sync" skill is also not as useful as expected. The huge physical exertion caused by high-frequency exercise made Zhang Shu's already stretched physical strength more and more weak. And the cooldown time is up to 7 days, so if you want to turn off this skill if you run out of stamina in the middle of the game, you will have to wait until 7 days later if you want to turn it on again the next time.

In the final analysis, the root of everything is still my own physical problem.

With endless entanglements, Zhang Shu fell asleep in his thoughts, he was so tired that day, and the excitement of successfully signing a contract gradually dissipated with his solitude. Endless exhaustion climbed up his body and led him into a cold dream.

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The next day, Zhang Shu came to the sidelines of the training ground and was greeted by assistant coach Marcello.

"Zhang, I haven't congratulated you yet. Welcome to Brescia. Marcello stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhang Shu. He likes this teenager, real, not fake. When he listened to Igor talk about the signing process yesterday, he admired the teenager even more.

This appreciation is not because Zhang Shu's demands on the club are not refusal, and those who come are not willing to grovel. For most youth players, the first youth contract can only be made at the club's behest. But it's not the same with players who have agents, who seem to feel that if they sign too happily, they can't show their value in front of their employers, and the club always needs to be painfully involved with them for a long time. As a result, the final contract is not much different from the previous proposal of the club, after all, the club has an absolute advantage in the treatment of young players. This kind of arduous negotiation is more of a scene for the agents to show the players, and it consumes the energy of both parties needlessly. And the players are also happy to watch the confrontation between the agent and the club, who would have too much money. Anyway, it's not like I'm going to talk about it myself, in case it succeeds.

It is the first time that Marcello has seen a player like Zhang Shu who dismantled his agent's desk in person. He knew exactly what he wanted, what was most important to him. Becoming a professional player is what he needs most now, and other contract years, salary, goal awards, assist awards, and other trivial things were directly given up by him without any hesitation.

Marcello took Zhang Shu to the dressing room, and after Zhang Shu officially joined Brescia, he also had his own wardrobe in the locker room.

"Have you figured out how to say hello to your teammates? Sheet. Marcello asked with a smile before pushing the door open.

Zhang Shu didn't answer, and directly stretched out his hand and pushed the door open. "Hello everyone!" A neutral voice echoed through the locker room. He was greeted and whistled by his teammates.

Marcello, who was still outside the door, smiled. It seems that there is no need to worry about Zhang Shu's integration into the team, this is a good start.

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After the morning training, Zhang Shu was left behind by Igor.

"Zhang, you don't need to train with the team in the afternoon. You'll need to be trained separately by Cosimo. ”

Cosimo stepped forward from the side with a smile on his face. "Zhang, you have to listen to me for a long time to come."

Looking at Cosimo's bright smile, Zhang Shu felt that his situation might not be good for a long time in the future.

After lunch, we took an hour's rest. Cosimo took Zhang Shu to the strength training room.

"Coach Cosimo, aren't we going to the training ground?" Zhang Shu asked with a hint of puzzlement.

"What are you doing at the training ground? The next thing we're going to do is your physical training. ”

"But isn't physical training just running laps? I still prefer outdoor training to treadmills. In Zhang Shu's impression, the so-called physical training is nothing more than running around the court, running every day, increasing the distance, the amount is fierce, and the speed is strong.

"Who told you that physical training is running, we don't want to train long-distance runners." Cosimo patiently corrected Zhang Shu's misconceptions. "Football doesn't give you the chance to run at a constant pace all the time. You have to change direction, accelerate, sprint, dash, jog and even stand still. You're constantly switching back and forth between aerobic and anaerobic workouts, and there's a lot more to it than if you were running all the time. ”

Zhang Shu was already stunned, when he was in the school team before, the coach said that he wanted to pull up the physical fitness, so everyone ran 5,000 meters around the track of the stadium together. No one had ever told him anything about aerobic and anaerobic exercises.

The professionalism of the professional club made Zhang Shu, who was in contact with him for the first time, seem to have opened the door to a new world.

Next, according to Cosimo's request, Zhang Shu did several sets of movements on various fitness equipment. Then I kept adding weight, and finally measured my heart rate. Cosimo carefully recorded the data in his notebook. Then he said to Zhang Shu: "Okay, let's stop here today." ”

"That's it?" Zhang Shu, who was already ready to be exhausted, was a little surprised. He felt that the training was too easy.

"Today is just the first day, the main thing is to test your physical data, and I will make a special training plan for you. You only played a game yesterday, so take a good rest today. Cosimo closed his notebook and said.

"Why don't I practice casually first?" But Zhang Shu couldn't wait to solve his physical problems. He felt that he still had a lot of strength to use.

"No, rest is the most important step before any physical training starts. That's what we're training about today. Don't worry, from tomorrow I think you'll miss such a day off. Cosimo shoved Zhang Shu by the shoulder and kicked him out of the training room.

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Although he was driven back to the dormitory to rest, Zhang Shu did not feel any sleep. Sleeping during the day was a torture for an energetic sixteen-year-old boy like Zhang Shu.

Zhang Shu, who was lying on the bed with his eyes open, listened to the shouts and whistles coming from the training ground outside, and finally began to feel it.

Lonely.

Since the death of his parents, Zhang Shu has stayed at home for a long time without going out, relying on computer games and soccer games on TV to paralyze himself until he discovers the secrets of the system.

For junior high school students, all social circles are basically confined to school, and during that time, after leaving school, they gradually lose contact with their friends. Zhang Shu once thought that he could survive without a friend to accompany him, but now he deeply discovers the importance of friends.

There was a phone in the room, but Zhang Shu didn't know who to call. There was no TV and computer in the room, so he couldn't distract himself.

He began to miss his home, his home with his parents, his bedroom covered with posters of football stars, the delicious meals his mother cooked, and the various knick-knacks his father brought him.

He thinks of his teammates who play football with him at school, he thinks of the dappled shadows cast by the sycamores on the side of the road in his hometown, and he thinks about the cicadas that made him irritable outside the classroom window in the summer.

He also thinks about the girl in the next class at school who often laughs at him, and he also thinks about the teacher who is late for self-study because he plays football.

Finally, in the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.