Chapter 13: He Was the First to Come Here

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Yahe Club, on the training ground.

The staff came one after another, and assistant coach Tian Wenqing was the last to arrive.

"I drank too much yesterday."

"Zhao Jiao, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"I drank too much and didn't go to the alarm clock."

"What a mistake to drink."

"I'm still dizzy."

"Zhao Jiao is Zhao Jiao, it's really early."

"Good morning, Coach Zhao."

The staff came one by one, either self-examination or nonsense, and pushed all the reasons for being late to the matter of drinking.

None of the players came.

Except for Yang Rui.

Zhao Wei stood in the center of the court with his arms crossed, looking at the door with a calm face.

Everyone is very interesting, they didn't talk to Zhao Wei, and they haven't done it without a lack of heart, and at the same time, everyone understands in their hearts that these players who are late are going to be miserable today.

Yang Rui stood aside and practiced dribbling.

Everyone is also very puzzled, why is this Yang Rui not late? Coming so early? He didn't drink less wine, and he looked very energetic now.

This is not scientific.

It was almost nine o'clock, and the players came one after another, chewing gum and twisting bags.

By the time the assembly was over, it was already half past nine.

"Yang Rui comes out." Zhao Wei stared at Yang Rui, "The rest of the people are all running five kilometers for me to train!" ”

Everyone was stunned.

I usually train for a course that doesn't have this five kilometers! Is it to punish us for being late?

Then why does this Yang Rui not run?

Is he special?

Or is it because he was the scorer yesterday?

Didn't you, Zhao Wei, always pay attention to and emphasize fairness and justice? How to play this trick now?

Zhou Bing is a guy who lacks heart, everyone is complaining in their hearts, this kid can't help but ask, "Coach, why doesn't Yang Rui run five kilometers?" ”

Zhao Wei stared at Zhou Bing, "Zhou Bing, you run ten kilometers!" ”

Zhou Bing is about to faint, five kilometers is already enough, and these ten kilometers will not cost people's lives.

His feet are weak, his mind is also groggy, he didn't sleep well, he drank yesterday, and as soon as he got home, he tossed with his girlfriend for half a night, so it's strange to sleep well.

With Zhou Bing, the first bird, everyone immediately learned to be obedient and didn't dare to speak, so they put their complaints in their stomachs and started running.

After more than half an hour, the players finished the five kilometers, all with their knees propped up, hunched over and exhaling there.

Except for Zhou Bing, he still has half of him to run!

Everyone was tired like dogs, and they didn't forget to cast a sympathetic look at Zhou Bing.

Yang Rui has been standing behind head coach Zhao Wei, watching everything that happened in front of him.

This guy is relaxed, standing by and watching the excitement.

Why didn't he run?

With Zhou Bing's experience, no one is stupidly asking, why didn't this Yang Rui run?

Almost an hour later, Zhou Bing finished climbing, and he was so tired that he didn't have the strength to speak.

Zhou Bing returned to the team slowly.

Zhao Wei nodded, he didn't care about the quality of this five-kilometer training, he just cared about the training attitude of these players, fortunately, the attitude of these people still made him barely feel qualified.

"Do you know why you were given a five-kilometer penalty?" Zhao Wei asked with a calm face.

"Got it, it's late."

Everyone's answers, some of them were weak, and even scattered, which made people feel like they had hit the cotton with a fist.

Zhao Wei narrowed his eyes slightly angrily, "Be louder, hasn't the wine woken up yet?" Then run five kilometers. ”

As soon as the words five kilometers came out, everyone's eyes lit up and they became a lot more sober.

"Know, it's late!" The players used their best strength, as if they were venting.

Zhao Wei nodded, somewhat satisfied.

pointed to Yang Rui behind him, "You know, why doesn't Yang Rui have to be punished?" ”

Yes, why doesn't this Yang Rui have to be punished?

Is it because he was the hero of yesterday's game?

Everyone thinks so, but they dare not be angry, with the support of the head coach, even the assistant coach Tian Wenqing does not dare to find Yang Rui's stubble now.

"I don't know!" Each player said with a grim face, and the dissatisfaction could be heard in the language.

"Because he's not late!" Zhao Wei said with a serious face.

It dawned on everyone.

the groove.

You say he's not late, who believes him!

Most of them are still skeptical, they know that Zhao Wei is a person who will not lie easily, this is a profession that emphasizes credibility, and Zhao Wei has no reason to lie.

Some people watched Yang Rui leave the table in a drunken state, it can be said that at yesterday's celebration banquet, this kid drank the most and was also the most drunk.

Such a person, you say he came first?

Who believes?

If you don't believe it, you can only hold it.

Training began.

"Zhang Hu, let's practice together."

"I'm so tired."

"My wife said that when she got home from work, she would make me Coke chicken wings to eat."

"Today I want to work on the strength side."

"Old Joe, I feel that your speed has improved recently!"

"Yang Rui's Cruyff breakthrough is so handsome, my son has to show him this breakthrough. In the past few days, I've been getting acquainted with this person, and it feels so difficult, hey, but I'm already familiar with a lot. Shhhh ”

In this team, Yang Rui is very lonely.

When training, everyone is in groups of three or five, on the other hand, Yang Rui, most of the time, he is playing football alone.

However, Yang Rui is very satisfied, no one bothers him, it's very good.

"One, two, three, four, five。。。。。。。。。。"

It's starting to juggle the ball.

Training 10,000 juggling balls a day is Yang Rui's homework for himself.

There are many benefits to juggling the ball, not only to improve your ball sense, but also to enhance your body's balance.

Balance.

An attribute that is extremely important for a player, dribbling is strong, and this balance is essential.

Although Yang Rui has a lot of powerful and classic methods in his mind, he can't do it, he knows how to do it, and he has a fart?

First of all, it is to strengthen yourself.

Two hours passed, and the morning training was almost over, and the players began to sit on the grass, talking and laughing and holding the time to eat lunch.

Yang Rui is still doing squat training.

This guy doesn't have a trace of tiredness.

A person stood not far away, looking at Yang Rui coldly.

"Tian Zhu, look at this Yang Rui, does it seem like the first one came? Energy so good? He drank the most yesterday! Wang Jun stood beside Tian Wenqing and said, while pointing at Yang Rui from time to time with his fingers.

Tian Wenqing looked at Yang Rui for a long time, he nodded slowly, he didn't believe that Yang Rui would be the first to come, and he didn't believe it if he was killed.

Wang Jun said his conjecture, "Maybe Zhao Jiao himself was late, and Yang Rui saw it, both of them were late at the same time, and Zhao Jiao protected this Yang Rui in order to save his reputation." ”

Really?!

Tian Wenqing frowned, although this statement was ridiculous and strange, Tian Wenqing pondered for a long time, and felt that there was a trace of truth.

He touched his chin, "I'll go to the monitoring room and take a look." ”

"Okay, let's go slowly." Wang Jun was overjoyed.

Half an hour later, Tian Wenqing came back with a calm face.

"Tian Suke, how is the situation? How late was Yang Rui? Wang Jun hurriedly greeted him and asked.

"What the hell are you going to." Tian Wen said in a cold voice.

Wang Jun was embarrassed, his old face turned red, and he walked away with a gloomy face.

Nima's.

also said that others Zhao Wei and Yang Rui were late.

Zhao Wei won't say anything.

Someone else Yang Rui came before seven o'clock, if this is called being late, then you are absenteeism.

Nima's, what kind of nerve is this Yang Rui, who drinks so much, sleeps so late, and is still in such a good spirit?

Do you sleep for an hour or two hours?

Tian Wenqing thought bitterly, he didn't sleep well either.

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