Chapter 62: He Has a Time Bomb Too

Difficult times are always so long, and the ten-man Ajax is facing the advancing eagles whose strength is not far behind them, but their performance is becoming more and more staggering.

If it weren't for Stekelenburg's good performance today, I'm afraid that a single goal would not have satisfied the Eagles. Martins Jones stood on the sidelines and hated it, if it weren't for He Xu's bastard, I would have been surrounded by everyone on the field to celebrate the equalizer and the overtaking goal! It's disgusting......

The initiator, He Xu, was lying peacefully on the bed made of several chairs in the locker room at this time, watching Garrincha break through again and again through the TV, this kid's skills and ball sense are indeed good, but the body really needs to be exercised.

This idea actually proves a problem to us: He Xu is really not an ordinary sports idiot! His position has made his physical strength a good factor, but Garrincha, who is trying to survive in the narrow flanks, needs to reduce the space he needs to break through, so this body with some strength but thin appearance is the most suitable now.

At this time, Suarez was already trying his best to stay on the court, his legs were already stiff, and his sweat-soaked clothes stuck to his body, which also added a lot of pressure to him.

When Koeman realised it was time to replace Suarez, who was already exhausted, with Martins Jones, the referee had already blown the final whistle. The head coach of the Advancing Eagles, who stole three points from the top of the standings, was naturally very excited, and while he came over to hug Koeman, he did not forget to say in Koeman's ear, "It seems that luck did not favor your No. 99 today, but on my side!" ”

Coman patted him on the shoulder with a wry smile on his face, but he wanted to break the leg of the rival coach who was provoking him. As long as he gives the order, the Ajax players who are thanking the fans on the sidelines will probably be able to rush up, right?

Martins Jones, who returned to the locker room, was still dissatisfied with He Xu, and then saw He Xu's old god lying on the chair on the ground that he didn't have a chance to play all the time, and the Dutch striker was even more angry. However, after being scolded in the last game, he has restrained a lot in front of He Xu.

Koeman was in a contradictory mood at the press conference to excuse He Xu, "He is still a young player after all!" His age has left him with a physical gap compared to the senior players around him, so this back-to-back high-intensity play is very stressful for him. I'm ashamed of that, as a manager, I didn't protect my players and that caused his form to go up and down. ”

Listening to Koeman's words, the media couldn't help but sigh again that the relationship between the master and apprentice was really good. In fact, Koman's heart is dissatisfying to He Xu to the greatest extent, and he sometimes thinks: The girl who lives in this kid's house is gone! Why is his form so sluggish?

This can't help but make Koeman worry about the Dutch Cup in ten days' time, the opponent in the quarter-finals is Feyenoord, the Chinese striker in the Feyenoord team has been in good form recently, and it seems that he wants to compete with He Xu. But He Xu is like this now, how dare I let him play?

Because of the previous few wonderful performances, as well as the happy and quiet media in the senior year, this time the old words were brought up again to question He Xu's ability, and some people directly said that He Xu was playing football completely by luck and without attention, and his role on the field was minimal.

He Xu scoffed at many of the above statements, and he thought to himself: My role is minimal, I still helped the team win Manchester United and Dortmund, and my goals were all luck and helped the team become the top of the Eredivisie standings, how can there be so much nonsense? I'm just better than the mediocre players! This is an indisputable fact. As for the media that are hacking me now? Someday you'll come and kneel and lick me......

Thinking so, He Xu threw the newspaper into the wastebasket, then opened the refrigerator and took out a can of drink and drank it. Speaking of which, it seems that Zhang Xiao bought this drink and put it in it.

Without Zhang Yao, although He Xu's life is quiet, it is irrepressibly boring. After Zhang Miao left, Garrincha and Massimo Charlie strangely chose not to tease He Xu about this matter at the same time, and He Xu, who had been teased by them for more than a month, was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

He Xu thought to himself: This person, he is really cheap......

On the second day of the game against the Advancing Eagles, the whole team was on vacation, but poor He Xu was still tossed early, and his master, or rather instructor, decided to test his extremely strong looking body.

Listening to He Xu's complaints, Van Basten smiled and said, "Our two old men who are nearly five times your age are tossing with you, why are you complaining so much?" Hurry up and warm me up! ”

All He Xu can do at present is to complain a few words, and after complaining, he has to do what he should do.

Van Basten looked at He Xu's back jogging on the court, and his eyes, which were full of smiles just now, couldn't help but feel a little more worried, and he said to Liang Yuan, who appeared with him at the same time so many times that He Xu thought that the two were gay, "Thin man! If you look at his legs, I always feel like he's hurt. ”

Liang Yuan, who had been staring at He Xu's back for a long time, also nodded, "That kid's legs seem to be a little stiff, and he doesn't dare to exert his strength, it can't be a strain, right?" ”

In fact, many young players delayed treatment and recuperation because they did not understand the severity and basic symptoms of some injuries when they were young, and planted a time bomb on their bodies. Liang Yuan and Van Basten, two former talents, have suffered from it.

Van Basten shook his head, "It's hard to say, we all rely on experience to judge this, but there is no valuable basis." I suggest that he should be allowed to check it out. ”

If He Xu could hear the conversation between these two people, then he must be very happy. There are fewer applications for himself than before, but they are still perfect acting skills.

After He Xu finished his warm-up jog, Van Basten unexpectedly kicked him a soccer ball and asked him to go and juggle the ball on his own.

He Xu looked at the master who tossed himself up at seven o'clock on his day off and ran ten laps and then just let himself juggle the ball, "Dude, are you kidding me?" I woke up early in the morning just to play here? ”

Van Basten looked at the guy in front of him, who was much shorter than himself, but looked at him with his head held high, and his face was full of disbelief, he just smiled slightly, and stretched out his foot to hook a football.

Then it jolted, and the black and white ball bounced on Van Basten's feet, calves, knees, and other parts.

Maybe it's not as beautiful and beautiful as the juggling ball shown by Ho Xu on the first day, but it has a natural twist. This may be a realm that is more outstanding than the instinctive technical movements of He Xu's previous body.

Liang Yuan stood aside and watched, he couldn't help but feel a little itchy, stretched out his foot to pick up a football, and also skillfully reversed, perhaps because of the position, Liang Yuan's juggling skills were better than Basten's.

He Xu had only seen the reserve team manager's wing cross skills before, and at that time he felt that this wrinkled guy who liked to drink was not ordinary.

Later, He Xu deliberately checked the information of this guy on the Internet, and learned that Liang Yuan was once crowned with glorious titles such as "the best star in Asia" and "China's first avant-garde". And he once played for Ajax when the European league was not yet developed, and played briefly for one season at AC Milan in the Sachi era, but unfortunately because he has been riddled with injuries, he finally had no choice but to terminate his contract after one season and chose to retire, and he was only 29 years old when he retired.

These are all knowledge beyond He Xu's previous life, He Xu couldn't have imagined that this old boy was so powerful, Milan during the Three Musketeers period, in that team, even if he was a substitute, he was worthy of pride!

But what He Xu didn't know was that at that time, Liang Yuan was not a substitute. And the purpose of introducing Liang Yuan, who was planning ahead at that time, was also to let him serve as the team's single forward midfielder to change the formation and create a new "Milan Four Musketeers".

Liang Yuan and Van Basten were juggling the ball together, and they seemed to recall these glories, and their eyes, which had always seemed to be dizzy, also glowed with a different look. And these glories that belong to me will eventually pass, when will the brilliance created by you and Liang Zhao begin?

Thinking so, Basten finally picked the ball up, and then rubbed his head, the ball stopped on his head, and then Basten turned his head and threw the ball out, just hitting Liang Yuan's ball, but Liang Yuan's next action shocked He Xu even more, his raised right foot quickly swung outward, hooked the ball that was knocked back to his previous track, and then raised his knee to push the ball from Basten up, and then he calmly moved his feet together and turned two footballs upside down.

Van Basten smiled, this thin man is really amazing. This is past the time when he was young, when Liang Yuan appeared in the Milan locker room with six footballs, and he still remembers it vividly.

He Xu looked at the two old guys dumbfounded, this time the surprise was real. Even if Basten can do it, Liang Yuan's ball sense is still so good?

After all, He Xu still underestimated Liang Yuan in his heart, this thin man who created brilliance in the past and will create new brilliance in the future......

Maybe some of the feelings can really be inherited, so we don't need to be surprised when Liang Yuan's nephew Liang Zhao made a back-and-forth pick on the court that seemed shocking to outsiders.

Don't worry about these follow-ups, Basten is thinking bitterly at this time: This kid seems to have a time bomb on him! How can this be solved?