I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 42 Physical Training
"Qihara, you share a room with Fujii."

Before entering the dormitory, Coach Shenjing had allocated a room, and Fujii was noncommittal, and Qiyuan accepted his special training, and there was no reason to refuse.

Their double room is on the first floor, and each of them received an electronic key card. Inside is a hotel-style suite of more than 30 square meters, with two single beds, a shared bathroom, two computers, and an LCD TV hanging on the wall. On the wall, the sign is Sony.

Fujii and Qi Yuan usually have nothing in common, so the two of them rested for a while, and after lunch in the restaurant of the dormitory, the formal training began.

"A football game lasts nine to 10 minutes. If you want to become stronger quickly, the most direct and effective way is to improve your physical fitness."

As a fitness coach, Aoki Jiuhoro expressed his football philosophy in front of the assembled school team members. One of Coach Fukai’s feet was shoveled during the game. , That's why he came here to seek help.

"It's a six-kilometer journey from Toki no Suki to the foot of Mt. Fuji. This afternoon, we're going to run back and forth. After a week, you'll have to go up the mountain and back again. Are you confident that you can do it?"

Aoki Jiuhao changed a pair of running shoes, and the members of the school team also wore the standard sports equipment of the Shizhiqi training base, and answered in unison with great spirit.

"Have!"

"That's good, follow me, the last person to finish the run will be responsible for cleaning everyone's shoes."

After announcing the rules, Aoki Jiubao started running in small steps, and the school team members followed suit. At any rate, he could barely finish the game. It was just a six-kilometer back and forth run, and everyone felt no pressure.

Fujii Shu and Qi Yuan looked at each other, they both felt that the matter was not that simple, since he is a professional in Shi Zhi Qi, it is impossible to follow this routine.

After following Aoki Jiuhoro for more than a kilometer, the leader, Aoki Jiuhoro, suddenly picked up his speed. On the long and narrow road in the countryside, he opened the distance from the team behind him.

"Come on!"

"Why are you standing still?"

Someone in the team complained, and the person in front gritted his teeth and chased after him at a sprint speed.

"Whirring whirring!"

After catching up with Aoki Jiuhoro, who was leading the race, and running with all his strength for a few minutes, the few people with poor physical fitness had already started to pant.

Fujii ran unhurriedly, following in the middle of the queue, and Qi Yuan, who was next to him, followed without much effort, and the new team member Fukuda Changgo, who was at the front of the queue, seemed to be walking very easily.

Aoki Jiuhoro gradually slowed down, and the distance to Mount Fuji in the distance has been shortened by more than half.

Just as everyone's breathing calmed down, Aoki Jiupao suddenly increased his speed, and now less than half of the people who could keep up with him.

Shifting speed?Is it in a simulated game, running suddenly, and the usual speed of movement?
Fujii saw the suspicion, and after several sprints and jogs, when they reached the foot of Mount Fuji, only Fujii was able to handle it with ease. Both Qiyuan and Fukuda Shogo were sweating on their foreheads, and their physical strength was a little bit weak, while the others, He was thrown hundreds of meters away, panting non-stop.

"Football games are not marathons or sprints. Players are required to be explosive, and they have to last until the end of 10 minutes. If you are unlucky and play 10 minutes of overtime, ordinary players can hardly run in overtime."

Aoki Jiupao waited for the players who fell behind at the bus stop booth at the finish line, while explaining his intentions to them.

"Professional players in the 90s often run a distance of only 8000 meters after a game. In modern football in the 21st century, 3000 meters is just the beginning, and [-] meters can be regarded as the middle level of the top league."

"Now it's only a [-]-kilometer journey on flat ground. You won't be able to realize what professional-level physical training is until you go up the mountain a week later."

After waiting for everyone to arrive, Aoki Jiubao started to walk, changing the speed every few hundred meters. Most of the people who were tortured were miserable, but the character of the islanders who do not want to be out of the group made them grit their teeth and hold on until After running the six kilometers on the return journey, the only ones who could stand were Fujii and Qi Yuan, who was half up.

"The young man has good physical fitness! I really didn't see it."

Aoki Jiuhoro himself was a little panting, but Fujii didn't change his face, as if what he had just done was not a long-distance run, but a walk.

"I often go to school by bicycle. The distance is long and there are many slopes. I practiced it."

Fujii found a reasonable excuse, which was obviously the bonus of the golden finger, which he attributed to daily exercise.

"Mountain bike or road bike? Your thigh muscles are not obvious, have you practiced for a long time?"

Aoki Jiuhoro, who is an expert, looked up and down and commented.

"Oh, there it is, the last one, Yoshiyuki Konishi."

Just as Fujii was thinking about how to respond, the last person left behind lowered his head and returned to the team with an inexplicably depressed expression.

Aoki Jiuhoro asked the whole team to take off their sneakers and pile them in the pool next to the training field. The last one to finish the training was responsible for cleaning the team's shoes.

This is a way of motivating people. Aoki Jiuhoro has been using it for many years and has been tried and tested.

"Coach Aoki, I have a cleanliness freak and want to wash it myself."

Fujii raised his hand, and without waiting for consent, he took one of the brushes by the pool, squatted beside Yoshiyuki Konishi, who was about to cry, and brushed his sneakers without saying a word.

"I have it too."

Qi Yuan, who was a little hesitant at first, learned from Fujii and began to brush his own shoes.

"I'm also a clean freak."

"Other people's shoes are not clean."

"Didn't you wear the same pair of shoes for a month?"

"Stop rambling, come and clean your shoes! Fujii did it himself."

The contemporaries, seniors, and juniors of the school team all started to brush their sneakers on their own. The Shi Zhiqi training base prepared three sets of equipment for them to replace, which are more ergonomic than the ones they use themselves.

"thanks, thanks."

Konishi Yoshiyuki lowered his head and kept talking, Captain Nakamura touched him on the shoulder and said in relief.

"We are all one, and we won't do anything to abandon our companions."

Doesn't it seem that wolf nature can't be used to manage that set?

Although this kind of result is not common, but after many years of training and teaching of Aoki, he has seen some. The teams with this kind of result are not necessarily strong teams, but they must be very united and have higher tactical execution ability.

After everyone finished washing their sneakers, Qi Yuan dragged his heavy body back to the dormitory. Fujii Shu, who was in the same room, still had the energy to play games on the computer in the dormitory.

Diablo 2?How old is it?So corny.

After taking a shower, Qi Yuan glanced at the screen, and the mage manipulated by Fujii used a fireball technique to explode the corpse of the zombie boss in the underground cave, and unexpectedly produced a dark gold ring.

Fuck, this is the fall behind!How come I never get good stuff on Burning Corpse?

Qi Yuan got closer and closer, and finally couldn't help but suggest.

"Is there an identification scroll in the backpack? Look at the attributes."

(End of this chapter)