After listening to Debola's words, Rong Guang thought for a while, then silently turned off his laptop and put it back in the bedroom.

Next, he changed his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Debola asked behind, "Where are you going?"

Rong Guangtou won’t: “Buy something.”

Then he got into the stairwell and soon the sound of his dense footsteps came.

As long as he doesn't go to participate in commercial activities, he doesn't take the elevator anywhere he goes, but climbs stairs. Because Florian told him that climbing stairs was a kind of training for his step frequency, he treated this as his own training and kept persisting. Now he has formed his habits.

Debola listened to the dense and fast footsteps, and remembered the way Glory went down the stairs. His pace was very fast, and it looked like she was sliding down the stairs directly.

But what else did he run out to buy so late?

Forty minutes later, Debola, who had been sitting in the living room, heard the sound of the door opening. She leaned over to look and found that it was glory.

"Why have you been there for so long? Aren't you buying something?" she asked.

"The nearby convenience store is closed. I ran a long way to find one." Rongguang raised the paper bag in his hand.

"What did you buy?" Debola was very curious.

"Net pockets, many net pockets."

Rongguang turned the paper bag over and poured out a lot of net bags, and indeed a lot of them.

Debola watched him pick and choose among the bunch of net pockets, and wanted to jump out one by one to avoid them being knotted.

As he looked, Debola stood up from the sofa and walked to Rongguang's side.

"What are you going to do?"

she asked.

"Special Training" Rong Guang's head did not raise his head and continued to organize his net bag.

Debola looked at these net bags and suddenly remembered the diary written by her father in her mind.

One of them seems to...it seems to mention this scene similar to it.

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Rongguang continued to tidy up his net bag, but Debola turned around and left, and she returned to her room.

Rongguang didn't even raise his head, what should I care about when Debola returns to her room?

Deborah returned to her room and then took out the diary her father left for her from the drawer.

The hard shell diary even has broken edges on the cover, and the paper on the inner page is even blemished, curly and folded... It can be seen that it has been looked through many times.

The original white paper is gradually turning yellow, starting from the edge first, and then slowly but constantly eroding into the depths.

She opened and searched.

She was found soon.

"... Rong was fine when he went out this morning, but when he came back, I burst into my lungs - his body was covered with various scratches, and blood was oozing out from many places, dyeing his clothes and pants red, and even his face was no exception. It looked like he was going out to fight with a group of gangsters...

I was very angry and yelled at him. This was the first time since he met him that I treated him so harshly and fiercely. I could see that he was very strange about my outbreak. Actually, I was also very strange... I was able to say that... The renewal negotiations during this period put a lot of pressure on me, and I admitted that I was a bit too much. But... Rong's approach still made me very angry. How can a player not cherish his body?

He told me that he was doing something special training, but what kind of hell is it that will make the trainees bruised? If there is really such a special training, it must be fake, right and wrongly abused and torture

He also asked me to help him, but I refused him without hesitation. I wouldn't watch my most promising and hopeful players just ruin their bodies... Never."

Right, that's the paragraph.

Because my father specifically mentioned in his diary that it was the first time he yelled at Rongguang, Debola still had an impression, and she turned it out after reading it.

Debola continued to look down and turned over another page.

"... Today I sent Rong to training. On the way, he didn't say a word to me. Of course I didn't talk to him either. I deliberately. I was stern, trying to let him know my determination and make him realize his mistakes. But... In fact, I don't even have confidence in whether this works... I know that Rong is actually a very stubborn child, and he is very smart. He knows what he needs, and he also knows what he should do... So even if I don't let him train for special training, he won't secretly train for special training?

But I can't watch him destroy his body. Is there any way he can insist on his special training and will not hurt him?

I thought of buying him a protective gear. He can take knee pads, elbow pads, wrist guards and helmets to train | Although this looks like a fool,... that kid is a fool."

"...Rong doesn't know, I secretly went to his special training! I've seen him train in the place

It turned out that he put the football into those long net pockets, then tied the net pocket to his right ankle, and then started running... No wonder he fell, and no wonder the circle of his right ankle was so skinny that he was so furious that he was always tripped by the football, or he was entangled in the net pocket, and thus lost his balance...

I saw him fall to the ground again and again, sometimes he would get up quickly, but sometimes he would lie on the ground without moving for a long time - it was so scary that I thought he was injured. Several times I saw him fall to the ground with his head down. Fortunately, I bought him a protective gear, otherwise maybe what I saw was a corpse?

This is simply crazy. I finally understood what special training can make him fall so badly... I don't know where he learned it. The so-called "Old God, such a lie can only deceive a three-year-old child. I am an adult. I have also thought about whether to stop him from continuing to train like this... In my opinion, this is not like a training, but more like a psychopath teasing my treasure, but he still doesn't know it. Should I tell him that doing that is destined to fail?"

"... Today is a really happy day. After Rong was restricted by his opponent due to his single characteristics, he finally ushered in an outbreak of the game against Santos. It was a key battle. Sao Paulo must win this game to ensure that they qualify for the playoffs...

In this game, Rong came on as a substitute, and then I saw the most beautiful goal I had seen in my life. After making a mistake in dribbling in the frontcourt, Rong chased back by himself. When she chased her own penalty area, she cut the ball off Robinho's feet, and then turned around and dribble the ball forward to guess what I saw?

I saw Rong strode on the field and dragging the ball

Yes, he's carrying the ball

He was very fast and had a stable control over the football. He did not slow down his speed for the sake of controlling the ball. At the same time, he ran quickly and did not lose control over the football... I had never seen such a scene before in Rong, and I was shocked at that time.

Robinho ran behind Rong's butt. The boy who was considered the king of football and Pele's successor took Rong's ball and had no choice but to do anything. I saw that he wanted to insert it several times to intercept the ball, but whenever he approached Rong, Rong would sweep the ball away, then accelerate to chase the ball, and then throw away Robinho and repeatedly, Rong broke into the penalty area.

I don't think I need to write down what happened next. All I can remember is that when he shot the football into the goal, what came to my mind was his figure falling down and getting up again and again in the boulevard of the Lakeside Park...

I was wrong.

For others, it must be a prank that teases them. But for Rong, he is really trying to become stronger, is there anyone who dares to doubt my vision now? In my hands, the most dazzling diamond in the world is the genius among geniuses."

The handwriting of the last paragraph is a bit sloppy, which shows that Debola's father was very excited when he wrote this paragraph.

He wrote very hard, the tip of the pen cut through the paper and the ink penetrated to the page below.

Debola looked at her father's figure lying on the table and writing hard. She seemed to have appeared in front of him.

When he was excited, he even stood up and waved his fist.

Looking at the smile that bloomed on his face, Debola's eyes suddenly became hazy.

dad……

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When Debola tidied up her expression and walked out, Rongguang tidied up the big bag of mesh bags, putting them one by one, filling half of the floor of the living room.

"Okay" Rong Guang clapped his face.

Debola now knows what these net pockets are used for.

Judging from the training method described by my father, such training is indeed very costly, so Rongguang needs a lot of online pockets to ensure that his training will not be interrupted.

but……

Debola pointed to the empty table with only a crumpled paper bag and asked Rongguang: "Is there only a net bag? Don't you need any...protective measures?"

Rongguang nodded: "Of course, but I have it, so there is no need to buy it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back to his bedroom. After a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he reappeared in front of Debola with a plastic bag.

"Here, they are all here." Rong Guang shook the things in his hand.

Then he opened the bag and took out the contents.

Debola saw it, she had a pair of wrist guards, ankle guards, a pair of knee guards, an elbow guards, and a bicycle helmet.

She took one of the elbow guards, and the cotton surface had been worn out.

She picked up another knee pad, which was the same, even more harsh than the elbow pad.

In addition, the tie was almost pulled off, and it was connected by a few wires. It looked in danger and could be pulled off at any time.

"It's too broken, I can't continue to use..." She wanted to put the thing back.

Before she finished speaking, she was firmly denied by Rongguang: "No, this is what Godot gave me.

Deborah's hand was hanging in the air.

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Chapter completed!