Fifteen days, 21,600 balls

On average, he did

Sun Fengyang, who was closest to him, came over and looked at him lying on the ground: "The last ball was so beautiful."

Rongguang had no happy expression at all: "There are too few such balls in training..."

He gasped.

"It's still not stable enough, we need to continue training."

"You are already amazing. No one can guarantee a high hit rate in just fifteen days before you have ever come into contact with this kind of elevator ball. So don't think too much. Our training camp is over, so let's have a good rest for the rest of the rest. Mallorca is a famous tourist destination. You have been here for half a month, but you haven't even been out of the base gate..."

"Click" the shutter sound interrupted Sun Fengyang.

He looked back and found that Debola was holding a SLR camera.

"Take a photo and make a memorial." Debola said with a smile.

Twenty-one,600 balls in fifteen days... Although I didn't follow in the training base every day, just thinking about these two numbers made her feel amazing.

That night, the latest updates were updated on Rongguang's personal social network, and Rongguang's account uploaded a photo.

The background is under the afterglow of the setting sun. The dark blue sky in the west is clearly distinguished by the red sunset, and the green grass on the nearby court is illuminated by the lights.

The brightest place at the goal is scattered with dense footballs, some in the brightest goal, and some on the edge of the area that lights can illuminate.

A person lying on the ground in a large shape near him, while another person stood beside him and looked down at him.

It is obvious that the person lying on the ground is Rongguang, and everyone is familiar with the person standing next to him. After the previous hype by the media, everyone now knows that it is Rongguang's private doctor Sun Fengyang.

Above this photo, Rongguang's account sent a text description:
Chapter completed!