green waist king

Chapter 339 Maybe It's Not Just Touting

Not long after, Li Liang ran over wearing flip flops, black shorts, and a down jacket.

"Oh!"

"Good guy! Aren't you cold?" Mo Yang was immediately amused when he saw Li Liang's outfit, whose hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

"I'm too lazy to change clothes. I've been bored these few days. Next time you go to another place for a competition, I'll go with you too!" Li Ling said with a smile.

"You said you, I gave you a holiday, and you didn't go back to China for the New Year! You're not like me, I really can't go back." Mo Yang got up and walked to the kitchen. When he saw Li Ling following him, he said with a smile said a word.

Hearing what Mo Yang said, the smile on Li Liang's face became a little unnatural, and he said lightly: "Why go back! There are no people inside and outside, and they live a good life, so I won't get involved as an outsider. My father's stepmother flirted with me, and my mother's stepfather also wrote three big characters on his face, I am not cheap, so I am sent to my door to be rejected by others?"

Hearing Li Liang's self-deprecating words suddenly, Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face froze. He didn't expect it to be like this. He thought it was because Li Liang had conflicts with his family that he didn't want to go back.

"Okay, it's nothing, I'm used to it, it's nice to be alone!" Li Liang noticed that Mo Yang's expression was wrong, so he patted Mo Yang's shoulder to change the subject, "Tell me, what can I help, my Mo Yang Chef!"

"The dishes are washed!"

"The meat is cut!"

"Leave the rest to me. Although it's a bit late, today is still the first day of junior high school. Let's have a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner!"

"Okay!" Li Liang had a heartfelt smile on his face.

To be honest, he really didn't expect that Mo Yang could cook, and he did it so well.

On the first day of his arrival, he was lucky enough to have a meal. For a Chinese like him who has been wandering abroad for many years, it was delicious.

That meal directly gave him indigestion.

The longer he spends with Mo Yang, the more he appreciates Mo Yang.

When he first received Mo Yang's offer, he was actually a little reluctant, and he was a little baffled.

It's good that he's a fan of Moyang, but it doesn't mean he wants to work with Moyang, it's two different things.

In the end, he didn't expect that bald manager of Moyang to hit him with money.

Um!So fragrant!

After getting in touch with him, he never expected that a big star like Mo Yang would be so easy to get along with, like a boy next door.

More than two hours later, Mo Yang's New Year's Eve dinner was served, and two people who were in a foreign land reported to the group to keep warm. Apart from being happy, Mo Yang made an exception and drank a glass of red wine.

Of course, he didn't forget Monk Hua, let go of the dog food and beef.The dogs were fed with their feet on their backs, sticking out their tongues.

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"God! It's you again!"

"Yang! I beg you to let me go! I just want to sleep now!"

At 7 o'clock the next day, Mo Yang knocked on the door of Van Dyke's house, and was complained by the sleepy Van Dyke.

Mo Yang smiled, because this scene happened every morning.

This guy has the spirit of getting up, complaining is nothing but complaining, and he will still do what should be done.

At this moment, Van Dyke regretted it. He knew that Moyang would be rain or shine, and he would take him to practice with him every day, so he didn't pat his chest and say that he would be a practice partner every day. It was rare that he couldn't take a vacation.

After the warm-up was over, Van Dijk came to his senses, and directly fought with Mo Yang evenly on the court, one defense and one breakthrough.

Li Liang, who came over early in the morning, sat on the lawn and watched intently.

He once had a football dream, but unfortunately, his parents crushed it.

Mo Yang's breakthrough success rate was greatly reduced because he practiced against Van Dyke every day. Van Dyke really knew him too well.

After practicing, they will confront each other, and the two sides will change positions, and Mo Yang will defend.

Although Van Dijk is a central defender, he still has life under his feet, at least it is enough to deal with Mo Yang's rookie steals at this stage.

The two lasted more than an hour of training with the ball before they stopped to rest. Li Liang handed over towels and energy drinks in time.

The three sat on the ground.

"Virgil, although you are very familiar with my breakthrough moves, how did your successful defenses predict my next moves in advance?" Mo Yang took a sip of the energy drink with a curious expression on his face, "You Did you predict my movements by observing some of my signature movements?"

Van Dyke wiped the sweat off his face and said with a smile: "No, it's not necessary for me. All I need to do is look into your eyes, and that's enough! At least for me."

"Watt!" Mo Yang had a look of incredulity, and Li Liang beside him also had a look of surprise,
I've only heard people say that the defense is staring at the ball, but I haven't heard of staring at the eyes. What kind of show is this.

Under the puzzled gazes of the two, Van Dijk began to explain, saying: "Because if your defensive target is very skilled and can use all kinds of fake moves freely, he will disturb your thinking when defending!"

"So you have to read the other person's body language first, and my own method is to look into their eyes."

"Also, you need to pay attention to the position of your teammates. In short, my judgment on the field needs to be determined according to the situation on the field!"

Van Dijk spoke out his usual defensive methods in the game. As for how much he can comprehend, it depends on Mo Yang's comprehension.

But Van Dyke knew that this would help Mo Yang to some extent, but it might not be much.

Because Mo Yang played in the midfield, although he needed to defend, the strength of the defense was not as strong as their central defenders facing the opponent's forwards.

"Yang, you are still young, there is no need to worry, time and rich game experience will make up for your lack!" After saying that, Van Dyke patted his butt and got up and went home to wash up.

Mo Yang sat on the ground blankly, seeming to be thinking.

The way is to know, but Mo Yang knows that he can't do Van Dyke's artistic defense.

In Mo Yang's eyes, Van Dijk, a world-class central defender, has a historical level of physical talent.

Top-notch balance, jumping, speed, strength, agility, but also enough confidence and his unique game reading ability.

These are the key factors for Van Dijk's defense to be world-class.

Mo Yang thinks that his reading ability is not bad, but people are different after all.

Moreover, his position is in the midfield, and the ultimate goal of defense is not exactly the same as that of the central defender, so the defensive choices are also different.

Even so, Mo Yang was content.

Since Van Dijk pointed out the last time, Mo Yang found that his success rate in steals has increased a bit.

This proves that Van Dyke's approach and direction are correct.

So as long as Mo Yang perseveres and thinks about it by himself, he will eventually walk out of his own defensive path one day.

Seeing Mo Yang sitting on the ground frowning and thinking, Li Liang was in a complicated mood.

In the eyes of many people, Mo Yang has already succeeded. With his current salary, he has completely realized financial freedom and all freedom.

But Mo Yang still worked so hard, this is what he saw with his own eyes during this period of time.

Before accepting this offer, he had made an agreement with Mo Yang for three chapters, and he had to listen to him in terms of diet and training.

And Mo Yang did it all, and never once violated his training plan.

He has seen many athletes in gyms all over the UK over the years, but in terms of self-discipline, Mo Yang really beat the group of professional players.

At this moment, Li Wei suddenly felt that perhaps the European media said that Mo Yang would lead the next era and replace Ronaldo and Messi, which sounded extremely praiseworthy, maybe it was really not flattery.

(End of this chapter)