Shenfeng Wuying

Chapter 8 Advanced Sparring
Hearing that guy's last words, before He Xu could get mad at him, that guy turned around and out of his sight. A few minutes later, this blond guy appeared at the gate of the reserve team's training ground.

He Xu watched him approaching, didn't speak, just kicked a football towards the comer.

While walking towards He Xu, that guy stretched out his foot, and with a volley pull, the ball that could knock a three-year-old child into the air stopped lightly.Then with a flick of his toes, the ball flew towards He Xu again. He Xu shrank back, pushed his chest, and the ball obediently landed at his feet.

He Xu stepped on the ball and looked at the guy standing in front of him.

"Maximo Charlie, a German, a free man in the backcourt." He introduced himself simply, the Germans have always been concise and scientific.

He Xu nodded. Instead of introducing himself, he asked rhetorically, "Are you the guy who was brought into the first team by coach Koeman last time? It is said that the guy who can stop and dribble the ball can be compared to me."

Massimo Charlie smiled noncommittally, "Could it be that the quality of my stop just now was not high? I'm afraid there are not many people in the first team who can stop a strong ball like you."

The corner of He Xu's mouth twitched, and he smiled.Just now, I still showed a little unnecessary arrogance inadvertently. It seems that after all, the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Fortunately, this guy in front of him is not a low-key master. After showing off his skills in stopping the ball, he began to expand himself.But since the strength is in place, it's not impossible to brag about it. It's really unusual to see him stop the ball with ease.Simple and direct people are always easier to deal with than smiling tigers.

Massimo Charlie then lavishly explained the main points of the header to He Xu, looking at He Xu as if he was absent-minded, but in fact he was listening very carefully and learning.After all, this was a blind spot in his memory, and this body didn't leave him with any knowledge about it.

Massimo Charlie finished chattering and looked at He Xu, "How is it? Do you understand?" He Xu didn't speak, but walked to the field, and then kicked a ball to Massimo Charlie's feet, He Xu pointed to the sidewalk.

Massimo consciously dribbled the ball to the side, and although it was not as good as Liang Yuan's, it was also a very precise cross from the side. Unfortunately, He Xu still tilted the top of the ball when no one interfered. .

Massimo had already brought a bag of balls at this time, poured them all out in front of him, and then hoisted the balls into the penalty area one by one.

It's a pity that there are not many of these precise passes that He Xu can reach.

In the end, Massimo was helpless, and directly made a curve ball from the wing, and the ball fell towards the goal.This time He Xu did hit the ball, but he pushed the ball that was supposed to be scored over the crossbar.

Massimo Charlie simply sat on the sidelines, "Idiot! I can't practice with you anymore, you don't have any understanding at all!"

He Xu didn't speak, just kicked a ball from far away. Massimo Charlie, who was sitting on the ground, fell backwards, raised his foot, and still calmly stopped the powerful ball under his feet. .

He Xu smiled, and said to the first-team member who had helped him train for more than half an hour: "Your foot is really unusual."

Massimo Charlie rolled his eyes at him and said, "Your head is not ordinary. Looking at your last header, I think you have more potential to be a defender."

He Xu didn't care about his ridicule at all. After all, it's rare for a first-line player to train with him. He has a lot of good feelings for him, but based on his past experience and his habit of guessing people's hearts with the greatest malice.He also thinks that the relationship is best left for the time being.After all, I'm new here, and I'm not familiar with the place, so it's better to be careful.

Facing such a high-level sparring partner, He Xu didn't seem to appreciate it at all.

"Forget it! Don't practice, I'll be upset when I see you, go home and sleep!" He Xu picked up the backpack that was placed on the sidelines, while Massimo Charlie still maintained the lying down position just now, looking up at the sky.

He remembered that when he was young, he always passed the ball to someone like this. That guy's header was much better than the kid in front of him, but later he was spotted by Ajax scouts and came to the Netherlands. After that, he never saw the striker named Adolf Schwartz again.

After He Xu packed his things, seeing that Massimo Charlie didn't intend to get up, he walked over and condescendingly looked at this slightly thin and pale face that was out of proportion to his body.

"Aren't you going home?"

Massimo Charlie smiled, pointed to the looming player dormitory building, "I live there, it should be next door to you..."

He Xu put his backpack on and said, "You don't have a crush on me, do you? Have you studied my life so carefully?"

Massimo Charlie also turned over and stood up, "That's not the case, it's just that I have a friend who is interested in the same gender, and he asked me to help pay attention, after all, this is allowed by law in the Netherlands."

After hearing Massimo's words, He Xu ran away. After Massimo Charlie packed his things, he returned to his player's dormitory.

He came to his room, put away his things, prepared to go out for dinner, and then came back to relax. After all, the first team is no better than the reserve team. There are too many things to face every day. Training, competition, and he is in danger. I think it's just like what He Xu said, making troubles.

Just as he passed by the next room.Suddenly, there was a burst of frying sound coming from inside.

Then, a burst of seductive aroma got into his nose.

He reached out and knocked on the door uncontrollably, and a voice came from inside, "Wait!"

Then it was estimated that the chef inside stopped, and then the door was opened. He Xu looked at the three-foot-long Massimo Charlie, who was drooling, and said helplessly, "What's wrong with you? You can't smell the fragrance." right?"

Massimo Charlie had already pushed him away, and then walked into the small kitchen by himself.It seems to be a traditional Chinese dish. Although I haven’t eaten it, it should be very good. Massimo Charlie continued: “I knew it was made to thank me for helping you train you, so I’m not going to be polite. "

He Xu looked at the uninvited senior sparring partner who devoured them, thinking in his heart that his current salary would be put on the dining table.

Just when Massimo Charlie felt that he would be lucky in the future, Martins Jones kicked the ball hard again and again in the small garden at home to a wall specially used to bounce the ball.

Martins has always been well-known in the team for his hard training, and he has always been considered by many scouts to be the next Marco Van Basten. Although this sounds unbelievable, it is undeniable that Martins It was indeed placed in this position.

While eating, Massimo Charlie asked He Xu, "How do you feel playing here?"

He Xu rolled his eyes at the uninvited guest, "That's it, it's similar to what I used to be. At least I didn't have a meal before."

"No way? Isn't Chinese football very bad? You actually think it's similar to Holland." Massimo Charlie completely ignored the second sentence.

He Xu shrugged his shoulders and did not speak. He thought in his heart that if he hadn't watched the Chinese team's game and was in such a bad mood that he forgot to bring his amulet when he went to the set, he might not have appeared strangely. here it is.

After dinner, I forced Massimo to wash the dishes.He Xu lay in this shabby dormitory with empty walls, and the only means of entertainment he had was his mobile phone.

He took out his mobile phone and logged in to QQ. Although he didn't know who these "my" friends were, he closed his eyes, and after thinking about it for a while, he could still figure it out.

As soon as he logged in, the phone vibrated. The vibration was so violent that He Xu, who was lying on the bed, almost dropped the phone on his face. In the eyes of He Xu, who was nearly 30 years old, it was an extremely vulgar nonsense. The mainstream avatar flashed up desperately, He Xu clicked on it, and Zhang Yao felt a pain in the ass for no reason when he saw this.

The weird-looking screen of e72 shows He Xu's friend groups. This Zhang Yao seems to be the real girlfriend of the former "He Xu".He Xu, who had spoiled countless girls when he was really 16 years old, was now viciously laughing at his previous owner of this body, a child with no hair, what kind of object is he?funny.

The tone of Zhang Yao's message to He Xu was disgusting, what honey, have you eaten yet?Husband, do you miss me?Looking at the sour words among his peers, coupled with the flashing non-mainstream avatar at that moment, He Xu has concluded that this Zhang Yao is definitely not a girl suitable for him now.

He Xu answered a few words indifferently, and then said that he was too tired from training, so he stopped talking and went to sleep.

He Xu didn't know how Zhang Yao, who had waited until midnight to receive these few words, reacted. He Xu didn't know, but he felt that based on his experience of reading countless women in his previous life, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It's the best way so far.

Living alone does not make He Xu feel uncomfortable. After all, he is no longer a child with nothing to do. He has a stronger spiritual world than his peers. He opened the reading software on his phone and read Those e-books about Xiaobai, time-travel, or romance, while sighing, the bloody story of time-traveling actually happened to me. If any grandson tells me about time-traveling in the future, I will definitely be anxious .

After falling into a deep sleep, he relived many major events in his two lives in the dream.The next morning, when He Xu woke up, he thanked God that he was still refreshed.

(End of this chapter)