He Xu, who had just been hit, said in a disillusioned tone: "Forget it! I just overlooked a point, look at your performance today, and then look at mine, what is my ability to be your opponent. ”

Chen Bo grinned and said, "This is not like you, huh? Should such frustrating words come out of your mouth? Shouldn't you contradict me and laugh at me? ”

He Xu didn't speak, Chen Bo simply continued: "The most important thing we can't be afraid of when we play as strikers is defeat and competition. Remember, boy, I'm still waiting for you on your way! ”

He Xu was stunned, he was actually taught by a child as a person in his twenties, but he seemed to have a bit of truth in what he said. After being silent for a long time, He Xu suddenly said with a little arrogance as before: "If you want to be my opponent, you are still a little too weak!" Ha ha. Wait for me to be left behind, you ...... thing."

Chen Bo listened to He Xu's tone and replied with a smile, "You shouldn't say this to the person who just defeated you in forty minutes!" ”

"Damn! It was just an accident, an accident! You won't be so lucky next time! ”

Chen Bo didn't refute him, but was silently thinking in his heart: I hope that next time it will really not be my luck! Come on......

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Hey! Happy birthday! ”

"Damn, you actually know my birthday?! No way! You can't really have a crush on me, do you? I'm telling you, my brother is a straight man! Straight man! ”

The originally somewhat warm atmosphere was directly broken by He Xu's words that ruined the scenery, and Chen Bo finally couldn't hold back anymore, "I have a crush on you!" Get out of here! Bastard...... roared and hung up.

He Xu laughed, I couldn't win you on the field, I have to find some field off the field, right?

As soon as he hung up, the phone rang again, this time with the name displayed on the screen: Marco.

He Xu was stunned for a moment, picked it up, and as soon as the phone was connected, Basten asked over there: "I want to interview you about the loss of this game, do you have any opinions?" ”

Uh, when did Marco become so childlike? He Xu thought with a black line, and then replied, "It can only be said that our team is too unlucky, although they have the best striker, they still lost the game." ”

As soon as He Xu's voice fell, Basten laughed heartily, "Hahaha! It seems that your situation is still good, He Xu, I'm still worried that losing this crucial game will make you **! Looks like my worries are a bit unfounded. ”

This time, He Xu said to Basten in a rare way, "Thank you, Marco." ”

He didn't expect Basten to pay attention to himself in his busy schedule, and would call to comfort him because of his defeat in one of his games. Of course, I also have to thank Chen Bo for that kid, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I might have been like Marco feared......

With a lot of details already in place, Van Basten is no longer shy about it, and he says openly: "At the end of the season, you'll be in Milan." But until the end of the season, you've been an Ajax player, you know? Whatever happens, you have to remember that you are a professional footballer, you don't just play for your hobby, show your professionalism, I know a little bit about what you do with the team, Ronald is a good friend of mine, I hope you can cooperate with him well. ”

He Xu shrugged his shoulders, I'm really sorry, I scolded your good friend an hour ago, but I won't tell you about this kind of thing first.

After Basten instructed He Xu a few more words, before hanging up the phone, he suddenly said, "Hey! Happy birthday, young man! Remember to make a wish......"

He Xu was stunned, why does everyone know my birthday, am I already so famous?

After such an unhappy birthday, He Xu got up early the next morning and came to Ajax's training ground as usual.

By the end of the season, many of the players were no longer able to keep up, so Koeman arranged for them to come every day for physical training, and then go to physiotherapy and massages after that.

This is of course not necessary for a player like He Xu, who has rested for nearly three months in the middle of the season. So after He Xu warmed up, he began his own training, he picked up a net pocket of the ball, placed it in any position in the front court, and then started from the midfield, all the way to kick all the balls to the goal, for a player like He Xu with accurate feet, this is of course nothing, thirty-six of the fifty balls in a pocket fell into the net.

After kicking the last ball, He Xu put his hands on his waist and panted slightly. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the sidelines, "I think your training is completely meaningless, this kind of low-end training is no longer suitable for you." ”

He Xu turned his head to look, and the emaciated Liang Yuan was holding his hands on his chest and looking at himself. The coach who sent himself from the reserve squad to the first team seemed to be dismissive of the way he trained.

He Xu has always had a natural affection for this thin man, not only because of his support and help to him. is also Liang Zhao's uncle, in the previous life, Liang Zhao and He Xu, two stars in different fields, had a lot of intersections and were each other's best friends. So Aiwu and Wu, although the two don't know each other in this life, He Xu is still very close to Liang Yuan.

Liang Yuan walked towards He Xu and took out a pocket behind his back, He Xu was stunned, "What is it?" ”

Liang Yuan smiled mysteriously and ripped open the magic weapon he had prepared for He Xu, which was a net made of iron wire, with dense holes on it. The wires were twisted into very thin ropes, and it was clear that it would take some effort to get rid of this rather tough thing.

Liang Yuan tore this strange thing apart and said to He Xu: "According to the size of the ball and the length and width of the goal, this net as big as the goal has thirty-one by nine holes, and each hole is only a little bigger than a football. I think you should be able to try this now. ”

While speaking, Liang Yuan hung the net on the goal, and as soon as the net approached the goal, He Xu heard the impact of "Bang". He Xu stepped forward to take a look, and it turned out that there were magnets on the four corners of this big net, which could just stick to the goal.

Liang Yuan hooked a football with his foot, and then kicked it to the top of the arc of the penalty area, "Go there!" Hit the ball into these holes! ”

Looking at the dense holes, He Xu swallowed his saliva, fortunately he didn't have a phobia of intensity, otherwise seeing these would be enough for him to be disgusting.

According to Liang Yuan's request, He Xu stood at the top of the arc of the penalty area and shot the ball into the hole in the big net.

Originally, shooting was a very simple thing for He Xu, but after hanging this big net, everything was different. Because there is a thin wire rope between each hole, the rope that looks thin can just stop He Xu's goal every time.

Liang Yuan watched with a little mockery as He Xu's shots were rejected by the thin wire again and again, and He Xu saw that several shots were fruitless, so he simply came to a strong volley, and the ball smashed heavily on the barbed wire and bounced back.

Liang Yuan said as if he suddenly remembered something: "Oh! I forgot to tell you that this is a specially treated barbed wire, and unless you can kick a shot at 180 kilometers per hour, you don't want to blast it away with a powerful volley. ”

Damn, is this old guy playing with me...... One hundred and eighty kilometers, think I'm Robert Carlos? Isn't even Carlos only 144 kilometers per hour?

In fact, He Xu didn't know, it was not for nothing that it was faster, Mateus, one of the German troikas, once completed a shot with a speed of 210 kilometers per hour in a game, but there was no record.

Liang Yuan numbered each hole in order, and let He Xu shoot the ball in.

This seems to be a simple training, but it is really very difficult, and it took half an hour to toss before He Xu completed the first goal. However, Liang Yuan said mercilessly: "Beautiful! That's right! ”

He Xu was very dissatisfied with Liang Yuan's ridicule, "This is obviously a wonderful goal, don't slander me here." Why don't you show me your skills? ”

Liang Yuan seemed to have expected He Xu to say this, he did not hesitate to stretch out his foot to hook a football, kick it easily at the top of the arc of the penalty area, and casually reported a number, "Thirty-one!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the ball flew out from under his feet, drew an arc, and after bypassing some distance, it still flew into the dead corner of the upper right side of the goal.

He Xu pursed his lips, "I said, you won't be the one who has practiced shooting the thirty-first all your life, right?" Or I'll call you a number? ”

Liang Yuan looked indifferent, "Okay! You come and quote a number. ”

He Xu looked at it, "Sixteen! ”

Liang Yuan got up again, this time he retreated far away, about 30 meters away from the goal, suddenly got up, and the ball flew out of a straight line in the air, just against the crossbar and into the middle of the goal.

He Xu still doesn't believe in evil, "Two hundred and seventy-nine!" ”

This is the largest number, which is in the bottom right corner of the goal. Liang Yuan did not continue to retreat this time, but he still got up quickly, and the ball flew to the bottom corner of the goal. It was extremely fast, but unfortunately, it hung on the wire for a while, and then flew out of the bottom line by grazing the column.

Liang Yuan pinched his waist with both hands and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm still old!" It's hard to use your feet. ”

He Xu secretly admired: No wonder he was once the most famous star in China, and there were two shots, and the last shot was only a fraction of a second, and the ball shot to the bottom corner was rarely so fast, it seems that this old guy's back shot must be a great threat.

After Liang Yuan laughed at himself, he pointed to the net and said to He Xu: "Oh, this, I'll give you a birthday gift!" Make good use of it, boy, I don't want my apprentice to go out and be said to be soft-footed at a critical moment. ”

He Xu rolled his eyes, "Okay! Then I'm not going to be polite to you. ”

Liang Yuan's gaze crossed He Xu's shoulders and looked back, "Hey! Ronald, it's so early! ”

He Xu looked back and saw Ronald Coman walking towards them.

He didn't speak, and twisted his head back.

Koman asked, "Liang, what are you doing?" ”

"Hmm! I'm training He Xu's shooting, and I used the trick I used back then. ”

Next, He Xu heard Koeman's sneer, "Is that so?" I don't think it's necessary anymore, and Ajax also gave Ho a birthday present, that is, let him rest well, indefinitely, until he leaves. ”

He Xu shrugged his shoulders, is it such a big gift? I really want to thank you......