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Chapter 617 Then run one and show me

The sea breeze in the evening is a bit cool, making people shiver, and the sea breeze paired with alcohol should be cold to the bottom of my heart.

"Drinking alone?"

On the beach, another figure appeared. Yang Luo, who was wearing a black sports coat, sat aside and asked with a smile.

Ling Feng glanced at Yang Luo, not surprised, but rather calm.

"Come on?" Ling Feng asked, pointing to the beer beside him.

Yang Luo didn't drink alcohol, but at this moment, he picked up a can of beer and opened it to drink.

Seeing Yang Luo drinking beer with his mouth up, Ling Feng turned his head and gulped down several sips before saying, "Congratulations on being selected for the national team, you really make us Rongcheng people look good."

Yang Luo stopped drinking, and he didn't look at Ling Feng's expression at this time.

This was a congratulatory word, but it sounded very harsh to Yang Luo's ears, because he knew that Ling Feng must be in a bad mood at this time.

Yang Luo looked at the beer in his hand, although the wine was a good thing, but in such a cold weather, after drinking this cold drink, even though Yang Luo was full of energy, he still felt completely frozen, so he couldn't help saying: " The real wine is really cold, what do you think?"

Ling Feng smiled, looked at the beer in his hand and said, "I think it's good, at least I can sit here quietly."

Yang Luo nodded, looked at Ling Feng's calm face, as if he knew he would come, thought for a long time, and asked, "How are you doing now, is uncle still organizing the team?"

Ling Feng smiled, "He is still the same, football is all he has, and now he is playing football with a group of children."

Speaking of Ling Feng's father, Yang Luo still remembers it vividly in his mind. In order to help Ling Feng pay off his debts, he formed a team called the Little Tigers. It felt really good to compete in all directions, but it was a pity that the league was stranded because of the finals of the Campus Cup.

But think about it, still full of memories.

"Yeah, people have to have dreams, so can they have goals? If I have time, I will definitely go back and take a look at his team." Yang Luo said with a smile.

Ling Feng looked at the sea level with his eyes surprisingly calm.

Yang Luo didn't know that those words were right, which made Ling Feng's expression calm.

"Ling Feng, in fact, I have always had the idea that I could play football with you." Yang Luo said from the bottom of his heart.

This time Ling Feng turned his head and smiled, and stood up: "There is a chance."

After speaking, Ling Feng left without looking back.

Looking at Ling Feng's back, Yang Luo finally sighed. It seems that getting along with Ling Feng is really not easy. Perhaps in his mind, not entering the national team is a major life regret.

At 23 o'clock the next morning, Tiantai Stadium ushered in the first training session of the national football team. Today, the [-]-man roster of the national football team was officially confirmed. National football players from all over the country gathered here, waiting for a new round of training.

As Yang Luo was selected for the national team for the first time, he felt very fresh about everything, especially for the players around him, Yang Luo was full of freshness.

Because he knows that these people are currently the top players in the country.

Since Yang Luo was selected for the first time, he stood alone in the corner, while the others were talking and laughing, and they were very familiar with each other.

In the morning, the national football team conducted a simple training, and the head coach Lippi also gave a brief introduction. In this World Cup budget match, the Chinese team was divided into the A football team, a total of 6 teams, and will be held on the 1st of next month. The first confrontation, the opponent is the powerful South Korean team.

This time Lippi's goal is only to win 3 points.

But today's task is just adaptive training, so the expressions on the faces of the team members are very relaxed, but Yang Luo is not relaxed.

In the corner, Yang Luo was wearing an orange training vest, standing in the corner and constantly communicating with Lippi.

"Yang Luo, do you know why you are the only candidate this time?" Lippi said.

Although Yang Luo's tone was not very kind yesterday, he came to the training ground obediently. He also thought about Lippi's problem last night.

The reason why I was able to be selected should be that I had obvious unfamiliarity in the trial training and the match in the morning.

"You have a very good talent, and you have played overseas for two years. You have a wider world experience than ordinary players. In addition, I appreciate your speed."

Yang Luo nodded. There is nothing wrong with these points. He is indeed much more experienced than ordinary players, but he feels that there are many capable players.

He deliberately glanced this morning, but Ling Feng still didn't appear here. It seemed that Lippi didn't accept his suggestion yesterday, and he was a little disappointed, but he still raised his head and listened to Lippi's speech.

"Yang Luo, these days, I think the only training you have to do is one," Lippi said.

Yang Luo raised his head and asked in confusion, "What?"

"speed."

After Lippi finished speaking, he looked at the players talking and laughing on the court, did you see the number 7?

Following Lippi's finger is a short player with a crew cut.

"Wu Lei!" Yang Luo said.

"Yes, he is currently the fastest player in the national team, all you have to do is surpass him." Lippi looked at Yang Luo after finishing speaking.

Yang Luo was taken aback for a moment, did he compare himself with Wu Lei?This is too difficult. Before coming here, Yang Luo searched the profiles of the national team players on the Internet. Wu Lei is the star of the Shanghai team. He is very powerful, especially the speed is the biggest advantage. It's not good to challenge others.

"Coach, I feel that there is a big gap between myself and others, can't I change someone?" Yang Luo said embarrassingly.

Lippi shook his head: "Yang Luo, you have this ability,"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yang Luo's legs, "Can you show me what is tied to your legs?" Lippi was very interested in the sandbags tied to Yang Luo's legs, so he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Yang Luo was also very accommodating, and took off the sandbag on his leg and handed it to Lippi.

And this hand almost knocked Lippi back.

Lippi held the sandbag in both hands, with a strenuous expression on his face.

He was surprised, looked at the sandbag in his hand and said loudly: "My God, how heavy is this guy, I can hardly breathe."

Yang Luo quickly took the sandbag and tied it to his leg again, "Coach, are you okay, this thing weighs 100 catties,"

Hearing this number, Lippi was even more shocked. Yang Luo had a 100-jin thing tied to his leg and ran 30 laps. My God, this is too abnormal.

"Then you can run with this thing tied up?" Lippi asked tentatively.

Yang Luo glanced at the sandbag on his leg and said, "Yes, but it will be very slow."

Lippi gasped after hearing this. He had tried that thing himself just now, and he couldn't hold it at all, but Yang Luo took these things for a run, which was simply too perverted.

Out of curiosity, Lippi quickly said: "Then run one and show me."

(End of this chapter)