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"I suddenly thought of a question..." Alai Russell stood on the lawn of the community park, picked up the football under his feet, and flipped his left and right feet back and forth. "Why did I promise to teach you? You plan to try an attack. Isn't this clearly robbing my position?"

In front of him, Chu Zhongtian was dressed in short clothes. He was still wearing a red jersey from the Chinese national team that he borrowed from Yang Yang, and wearing the pair of Nike sneakers that Emily bought with him.

"Anyway, you agree, you are not allowed to regret it." The person who said this was not Chu Zhongtian, but Emily standing next to him.

"I just hope to contribute to the team's offense. I'm not interested in your position. And..." Chu Zhongtian replied. "Even if I don't grab it, you won't be able to play the main player in the three games a week."

Chu Zhongtian was talking about the facts, but to Russell, he felt like a sarcasm against his poor physical strength...

With Emily next to him, he didn't want to be petty with Chu Zhongtian, as that was too ungenius. He just shrugged his shoulders, lifted the ball high with force, and then used his forehead to stop the falling ball on his head. His upper body shook, stabilizing the unhonest football.

He used this method to show his superiority to Chu Zhongtian - his ability to control the ball.

"What skills do you want to learn? One person dribbled the ball and passed eleven people, even the goalkeeper passed, and then shot the football into the empty goal?" Russell, who stared at the football, asked.

"I'm not interested in Maradona." Chu Zhongtian shook his head, "Anyway, it's just offensive skills. Ball control, pass, shot...this kind of thing."

Russell did not answer Chu Zhongtian's words immediately, but focused on dealing with the football on his forehead, trying to maintain balance and prevent the football from rolling down. He persisted for about half a minute before shrinking his neck, letting the football roll down his face, and stopped steadily. Then he stepped on the football under his feet again, and then said to Chu Zhongtian: "I thought about it just now. First of all, you have to ensure that you will not be cut off easily after you get the ball. You are just a simple defensive midfielder, grab the opponent's ball, and then hand it over to your teammates immediately. But modern football is not that simple. The back midfielder needs to take the ball frequently, and sometimes even have to control the ball in very difficult situations, so once the ball under your feet is intercepted, the problem will be troublesome..."

Chu Zhongtian nodded and agreed with Russell's statement. In fact, he mainly agreed with the last sentence - if he faced two or more opponent players when he was controlling the ball in the backcourt and midfield, and lost the ball, the opponent could directly launch an attack. At that time, his team's defense line would not even have a chance to prepare, and he could only respond hastily. At that time, the chance of being penetrated by the opponent with one blow was very high.

Who said that the midfielder does not need to control the ball? Although Marklele is very good at Real Madrid and is the most important defensive barrier in front of Real Madrid's defense line, his salary just can't rise. Why? Isn't it because his foot skills are not as gorgeous as those frontcourt stars? Even if he is only one-third of Zidane's technical level, his weekly salary will not be at this level now.

Keane is also a midfielder, but is his skills poor? It's not bad at all. Facing multiple opponents, he can control the ball, and he can often score goals for the team himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become Manchester United's midfield core.

The most famous technical midfielder is Argentina's Redondo. When he hits the ball with his heels over Manchester United defender Borg and then assists Raul to score, you will know how good his skills are.

Now it is no longer the kind of midfielder who can be rampant in football as long as he can grab it wildly. Even blue-collar workers have to be gilded so that their position in the team can be more stable.

Seeing Chu Zhongtian nodding in agreement with his opinion, Russell was very proud and continued to play football under his feet: "So I think you don't have to consider shooting first, try to improve your ball control skills first..."

"Hey, Alai. You're not worried that Queen Chu Zhongtian would shoot and steal your limelight, right?" Emily suddenly interrupted Russell.

Russell blushed. He really had that idea, but his reason was also very reasonable: "Before you learn how to control the ball, you rush up and shoot. What's the use? Hold the football first, and then talk about shooting. How could Rome be built one day?"

Chu Zhongtian also stood aside with Russell this time, and he nodded: "He is right, Emily. I also think I should work hard to improve my ball control skills under my feet."

Since the teacher and apprentice's views are consistent, what else can Emily say? She lets her go and see Russell teach Chu Zhongtian to practice.

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"I won't ask you to practice like playing balls, just use it to warm up. This thing is a football player." Russell quickly entered the role, or he was looking forward to using his identity as a "coach" to cover it so that he could call Chu Zhongtian.

Chu Zhongtian had no objection to Russell's words. Anyway, in terms of technology, he had no say, and everything was just followed by Russell's arrangements. He was not worried that Russell would mess with him. After spending a while with Russell, he found that this person had no other problems except that he was sometimes mean, and he was not the kind of person with evil minds.

Russell pulled the football to his feet, and then said to Chu Zhongtian: "I'm optimistic, I'll demonstrate first."

He held the ball forward with the inside of his foot, took two steps, and drove twice. Then he drove the ball forward with the outside of his foot, and also dribbled the ball twice, and took two steps to draw the ball. Although the direction of the ball on the inside of his foot and the outside of his foot was completely opposite, his route of dribbing was a straight line.

After doing these four ball trolls, Russell turned around and said to Chu Zhongtian: "Did you see it? Just practice like this, twice on the inside of your feet, twice on the outside of your feet. Then turn around... turn around with the outside of your feet." He demonstrated once, then took him to Chu Zhongtian, "turn around again, turn with the inside of your feet. Just practice repeatedly. Make sure that you will eventually walk in a straight line and don't go off the line." He pointed to the temporary marker made of clothes and schoolbag on the ground.

He kicked the football to Chu Zhongtian and signaled him to come.

Chu Zhongtian did not do it immediately, and he was a little confused: "It's that simple?"

Russell reacted and it turned out that the Chinese boy was doubting his training content. "Simple? You are right, Chinese boy. The foundation of all the techniques is very simple, just control of the ball. But if you don't practice and are not proficient in the simple foundation, you can't master it no matter how simple it is, and you will naturally not be able to use it in the game." Emily was by her side, Russell could not swear, she could only be patient and tried to explain to Chu Zhongtian in a gentle tone.

It is not enough to just say soccer, and you have to show it yourself. Russell hooked the football from Chu Zhongtian's feet, then pointed at him and said, "Come on guard against me."

After Chu Zhongtian made his defensive posture, Russell took a few steps back and opened up enough space. This is a scene in a simulated game. If he let Chu Zhongtian stick in front of him, there is no need to demonstrate. Extraordinary people in a static state are much more difficult than those in sports.

Russell started to dribble the ball. When he was close enough to Chu Zhongtian, he used his right foot to buckle the ball to the left, but then he moved the ball back to the right, this time he used the outer instep of his right foot.

Chu Zhongtian didn't move the whole process, and then Russell hit him head-on and lost the ball.

Emily, who was already looking forward to the duel between Russell and Chu Zhongtian, was stunned. She had not figured out what was going on.

Chu Zhongtian looked at Russell, who was covering his knee that was hurt by the bang, with some confusion. "What's the situation?"

"Hell..." Russell lowered his head and scolded, "Can't you cooperate with me, boy?"

"How to cooperate?"

"Look at me spiking the ball to the left, you take the initiative to click and be deceived by me! I originally planned to trick you and then turn the football back to the right, and then break through directly, but you didn't react..."

"Hahahaha!" Emily's crisp laughter sounded next to her, and she squatted down with her belly covered.

Seeing her laughing so happily, Russell looked embarrassed. It was obvious that he was ridiculed by the woman.

"Oh." Chu Zhongtian responded, "Then come again, I will cooperate with you this time."

Emily was about to stand up when she heard Chu Zhongtian's words and laughed and fell down again.

After being ridiculed twice by Emily, Russell was not interested in making this demonstration. He just said to Chu Zhongtian: "You have seen it just now. If you encounter an ordinary defensive player, one spike and one troll is enough to dodge the space. This is the simplest technique to use in the game, and it is more complicated, and it is just a combination of simple movements."

Although Russell's demonstration failed, his words were very good. Emily stopped smiling, and Chu Zhongtian nodded seriously.

Since you understand this principle, start practicing. Chu Zhongtian started practicing meticulously on the lawn. He took two steps to pluck the ball on the inside of his foot, two steps to pluck the ball on the outside of his foot, two steps to pluck the ball on the outside of his foot, two steps to pluck the ball on the outside of his foot, and two steps to pluck the ball on the inside of his foot... This repeated, and it kept going.

Russell stood outside with his hands holding his arms and watched with Emily.

Emily looked at it for five minutes, and before she could see Russell stop, she couldn't help asking, "How long will it take for him to do this?"

"It depends on my mood..." Russell yawned.

"You..." Emily finally knew how Russell was going to slander Chu Zhongtian during training. "Can't you let it go?"

"It has nothing to do with that." Russell knew what Emily was referring to. "This practice is not the kind of training that goes step by step on the team. Practice for three minutes and two minutes of rest. We don't have that luxury."

Russell pointed around the grass, there were people playing football, camping, and many children running around and shuttled through the crowd.

"If you take a few minutes of rest, you will be occupied by someone here. And..." He looked at Chu Zhongtian who was practicing. "If Chu wants to improve his skills, he must put in several times more effort than usual. He will conduct a lot of repetitive training in a short period of time to let his body remember those feelings, so that his skills can be improved. That's what I think."

"But aren't you afraid that Chu's body can't accept it?" Emily still frowned. She admitted that Russell's statement made some sense, but that was a theoretical reason. In practice, you will encounter many difficulties, such as human physical fitness...

When he talked about Chu Zhongtian's body, Russell remembered the secret of Chu Zhongtian that he and Borger saw with their own eyes that day, and he laughed.

After asking the question, he did not get an answer, but instead saw Russell laughing. Emily curled her lips: "Is this question funny?"

Hearing that Emily's tone was angry, Russell did not deny it, but nodded and admitted: "This question is really funny when it comes to Chu." Then, without waiting for Emily to continue asking questions, he asked back. "You know that the place where we trained is not in Wimbledon, but in Kings Ranch in Kingston, right?"

Emily nodded. Of course she knew this. But what does this have to do with Chu's physical fitness?

"Do you know how far is there from our school?"

"About..." Emily thought about it in her heart, and then said hesitantly, "Four miles?"

Russell snapped his fingers and said, "I don't know where Chu lives, but seeing the way he walked to the school, it was obviously not on the west side of the school, but on the southeast side."

Emily nodded. She didn't know where Chu Zhongtian lived, but should be near Duns Bar, which is southeast of Wimbledon Art School. Duns Bar is a mile away from the school.

Russell pointed to Chu Zhongtian, who was still practicing hard without any complaints, and said, "Every time he went to the King's Ranch to train, he ran from here."

Emily was surprised, she thought she had heard the wrong ear: "What did you say?"

"I mean Chu ran at least four miles before every training session, and then went to the Kings Ranch to warm up for four thousand meters before starting training. Do you know what this means, Emily?"

"Are you kidding, Russell?" Emily still couldn't believe it. Because she knew that if Chu Zhongtian really ran over, he didn't run four miles, but five miles. Because he worked in the Duns Bar throughout the summer vacation, and when he was training, he went directly from the bar to King's Ranch. What is the concept of five miles? Converted to kilometers, one mile is equal to 1.6 kilometers, which is 1,600 meters, and five miles is eight kilometers, eight kilometers. After running eight kilometers, he ran four kilometers and warmed up four kilometers before the training began. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been exhausted for a long time, so let's not mention training...

"I'm not kidding. Emily Borger saw it with his own eyes. After he told me, I didn't believe it. But then he and I saw Chu Zhongtian running from the other end of the road at the entrance of Jack Goodchild Lane, appearing in our sight, and we were soaked in sweat..." Russell said as he looked confused, and he thought of the scene that day again. Until now, Chu Zhongtian's sweat shining in the sun remained in his mind, causing him a great shock.

"Whether training or playing, he always comes to Kings Ranch like this. But I have never seen him lose his strength, cramps, and exhaustion have never happened to him. To me, he is such a monster..." Russell's physical fitness is his biggest problem. He has not played in that Wimbledon professional team. What "because of his love for Wimbledon football, he disdained to be with the team that betrayed all Wimbledon" is just a high-sounding excuse. His physical fitness is the main reason why he was eliminated by Wimbledon Football Club. A player who is reluctant to hold on to the 90 minutes of the amateur league, no matter how good his skills are, no professional team is willing to ask for it. Will he only play for 45 minutes in every game? Then just give half of the weekly salary. Russell probably won't agree, so the club will not do this either.

Because of his physical failure, Russell spent his youth and youth at Wimbledon Football Club and was finally cut off by the club. His original plan was to graduate from college, then go out to find a job, and join a bar team. He played a Sunday league game every Sunday afternoon, which was even satisfied.

Unexpectedly, the news of Wimbledon Football Club moved has given birth to a new team that belongs entirely to fans. Moreover, the team does not have strict requirements on the players' physical fitness, so he can finally find a chance to play again in this team.

Russell cherishes the opportunity to continue playing football, so coach Eames's move is considered to be the right place to use. Not allowing him to participate in the game will simply kill him.

After Russell said that, he was trampling on the side. Emily was also shocked by the "truth" she had just heard, and looked at Chu Zhongtian blankly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Although both of them looked at Chu Zhongtian, their minds were not on him.

So under the gaze of the two of them, Chu Zhongtian kept doing the exercises of "squeezing the ball on the inside of his feet twice, plucking the ball on the outside of his feet twice, plucking the ball on the outside of his feet twice, plucking the ball on the outside of his feet twice, and plucking the ball on the inside of his feet never stopped once, nor did he look up and ask his temporary teacher Russell when he will practice.

It’s not because he doesn’t know how tired or boring hesitated.

On the contrary, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of pleasure from this repeated practice. Seeing the football under his feet becoming more and more obedient, and the strength of the trolling and spiking became more and more accurate, he felt very accomplished.

He was completely immersed in it, as if the whole world had only two steps, two steps, and then turned around to such a small range.

Screw, splash, tick, tick, turn around!

Screw, splash, tick, tick, turn around!

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Chapter completed!