champion light

Chapter 38 Go Run, Kid
Fantasy is always very full, but reality is very skinny.

The old god didn't take out a shiny golden football to ask Rong Guang if he kicked the ball into the lake, nor took out a shiny silver football.

In fact, he didn't take out anything, just hugged the football, and hummed to Rong Guang: "Of course I know it's your ball! But boy, there are many people running and walking on this road, and you kick the football so far, don't you think it's a dangerous thing for others?"

He has a serious expression, coupled with his appearance and attire, it is even more righteous and awe-inspiring.

Rong Guang was frightened by his righteousness.

"Uh...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...Damn!" Suddenly exclaimed, pointed at the old fairy, and asked in surprise: "You speak Chinese!"

"Is it surprising that the Chinese speak Chinese, boy?"

The Chinese spoken by the old god has a little accent from other places. Rong Guang is not used to it, but he can understand it if he listens carefully. It is indeed Chinese.

"Uh, are you an old fairy?" Rong Guang quickly changed the subject.

"I'm not a fairy, boy, are you also Chinese?" The old fairy stroked his flowing white beard.

Although he said that he was not a fairy, his movements and expressions became more and more fairy-like. Rong Guang felt that he was almost exactly the same as the fairy in the story his grandfather told him when he was a child.So he still respectfully called the other party "Old Immortal".

"I'm from China, my name is Rong Guang, what about you, old fairy?"

"My surname is Sun." The old god just said his surname, looking more and more mysterious.

After finishing speaking, he threw the football to Rongguang: "Take it, kid, don't do such dangerous things again."

Rong Guang took the football and thought of his own problems, so instead of simply agreeing to the old god, he frowned.

Seeing Rong Guang like this, the old god asked: "Do you have something on your mind, kid?"

Rong Guang actually longed for someone to listen to his troubles, so he sighed: "Oh, it's a long story..."

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Rong Guang started from his hometown in Northwest China, talked about how he got to Brazil, then talked about his coming to Brazil to play football, talked about his achievements on the field, also talked about his low point, and finally he talked about his current troubles.

After listening to Rong Guang's narration, the old fairy pinched his beard and asked him: "In other words, you can't think of any way to use your running time to train your dribbling?"

Rong Guang nodded: "That's right, that's what I mean."

The old fairy smiled, stroked his beard one by one, and looked at Rong Guang with a smile.

Rong Guang suddenly understood, Grandpa said that those gods are people with high self-esteem, and they all hope that others will take the initiative to beg them, so is this waiting for him to take the initiative to beg them?

He immediately said: "Old Immortal, is there any way you can help me?"

At this moment, he really regarded the other party as an omnipotent god.You must know that football is a very professional thing, how can it be possible to find a solution for anyone?But Rong Guang never doubted this, he felt that the old god must have a way!

Sure enough, upon hearing Rong Guang's request, the old god laughed, "Why is this so difficult?"

The glory is overjoyed—the old god really has a way!

"You wait for me here for a while, and I will come as I go."

After saying that, the old fairy turned around and left.

Rong Guang didn't dare to ask the old god what he was going to do, so he really waited on the spot. Of course, he was not idle, but seized all the time to familiarize himself with the ball and improve himself - he started juggling the ball on the spot.While shaking, counting in my heart.If the football hits the ground, clear it and start over.

Lucas said that at this stage, he has to bounce the ball [-] times in a row with both feet to be considered qualified.

So he has been working hard towards this goal.

When Rong Guang surpassed two hundred consecutive ball jumps, the old god moved his hands, and Shi Shiran walked back.

When he came to Rongguang, he threw the thing in his hand to Rongguang.

"Take it."

Rong Guang reached out to catch it, and the football dropped.The number of consecutive dribbles without hitting the ground stayed at two hundred and two.

Rong Guang looked down at the things in his hand, a little surprised: "Net bag?"

Yes, it is the net bag, the ordinary net bag used to put footballs.

This thing can be bought in a grocery store in Brazil, which is very cheap and common.

Is this the solution that the old god gave himself?
He hesitated.

Just when he was hesitating, the voice of the old fairy sounded in his ear again: "Put the football into the net pocket!"

Rong Guang quickly complied.

Only at this time did he realize that the net bag was a bit long, about two meters long, and if it was fully stretched, it would be taller than others.

"Which foot do you use to kick the ball?" asked the old fairy.

"Right foot." Rong Guang replied honestly.

"Then tie the other end to your right ankle!"

Rong Guang did as he said, and tied the nylon rope at one end of the net bag to his right ankle.

"Tie it tight."

Rong Guang tugged hard, it was very tight.

"Okay, now you can practice dribbling while running."

Rong Guang is still surprised, is this the end?
The old god seemed to know what Rong Guang was thinking, so he laughed: "You think it's easy? Come on, run a few steps, kick the football in the net bag and try to run a few steps."

Rong Guang knocked the football in the net pocket forward, the knock was very light, and the football rolled very close.

"Your speed is even worse than that of a three-year-old child!" The old fairy snorted beside him.

Rong Guang, who was despised, kicked the football forward vigorously, and then accelerated forward.

If this is the normal situation, the football will be kicked ten meters away by Rongguang, and then Rongguang will rely on his super explosive power to start chasing the ball violently and use his speed to throw away his opponent.This is also Rongguang's best way of dribbling so far.

But Lucas said that this can't be called dribbling at all, it can be called "passing yourself" at most, he sent a through ball out, and passed it to himself two seconds later...

This way of dribbling is very suitable when the front is flat and there are no defensive players.But if the opponent shrinks the defense and does not give Rongguang such space, this kind of waving the ball is no different from directly giving the football to the opponent.

Rong Guang accelerated forward according to his previous experience, but just as he raised his leg, he tripped over the football, lost all balance, and fell directly to the ground!

Rong Guang, who fell to the ground, completely ignored his bleeding knees and painful palms. He just sat on the ground and stared blankly at the football bound by a net bag.

He reacted.

Because the football is wrapped in a net, it is impossible to roll more than ten meters away. After the rope is stretched, it will inevitably bounce back, and then you will be caught by the bouncing football... If you are afraid of being caught, you will not dare to use force, and you will never find your own rhythm with the ball.Only when the strength is just right when waving the ball, the distance between the football and oneself is just right, and you can run with full strength without getting caught by the football, then you are done.

To achieve such a goal, one must reasonably control the strength and rhythm of kicking the ball, and control the distance of each pass within the length of the rope, that is, no more than two meters!

Seeing him like this, the old god laughed again: "It seems that you are not too stupid. When you can run freely with the football in this net bag, your problem will be solved!"

Rong Guang turned over and got up from the ground, and bowed to the old god: "Thank you, old god!"

He really wanted to thank the old god. After he knew the method, things became easier for him. It was nothing more than repeating and repeating, just like he practiced juggling, passing and catching the ball, and shooting. Through thousands of repetitions, the correct feeling and experience were engraved in the muscles and nerves!

This is what he is best at!

The old fairy stood still, and received Rong Guang's gift safely, then pinched the tip of his beard with a smile and said, "Go and run, kid!"

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After Rong Guang thanked the old god, he started his own practice.

He finds the feeling of running with the ball by constantly touching the ball while running.It was difficult at the beginning because the football was tied to the foot, unlike the football he usually played freely.With something tied to his feet, it would make him very uncomfortable, not to mention that the football would bounce back suddenly, making him flustered.

In the beginning, it was normal to get tangled up in a football, or get caught in the ropes of a net bag.

The lakeside boulevard, which used to be easy to run, is now very difficult to advance even ten meters.

He kept falling and falling and falling, like a man with a disabled leg.

There were times when he had to sit on the ground and untie the ropes of his net bag, which he had knotted like the perfect work of a master knotter, concentrating all the most difficult knots.Brute force is absolutely not acceptable, patience and calm are required.

The people around are looking at the glory that keeps falling and getting back up like they are watching a neuropathy.They don't understand why anyone would run with a football strapped to their leg.

But Rong Guang turned a blind eye to these strange gazes, he walked through these gazes unknowingly, continued to fall, and then got up.

In the failures of falling down again and again, he summed up his experience and lessons, and groped for the feeling of being illusory and clueless.

Well, I used a little more force this time...

still big...

This time it was too small, the speed couldn't be raised, and the rhythm was messed up...

Rhythm, rhythm, the rhythm of running is the most important thing, I can't sacrifice my speed just to control the ball, so what is the difference between me and the average player?
Come on, do it again.

Rong Guang got up from the ground.

This is the most common sentence I say every time I train:

Again!
It doesn't matter if you fall and bruise all over your body, let's do it again.

Failed again, that's ok, try again.

I haven't found the feeling yet, it must be that I haven't practiced enough, tried enough, and done enough, so... Let's do it again!
Again, build strength for growth.

Once again, just to get closer to the dream I am chasing.

Rong Guang was stumbling and "rolling" on the boulevard—his difficult progress on this road was not even considered "running". He kept falling and getting up, and it seemed to be rolling forward in a coherent way—the morning sun cast from the dense shade of trees, casting mottled shadows on the ground.The morning sun is reflected on the broad lake next to it, sparkling and golden.

Rongguang walked through these changes of light and shadow, sometimes blocking the reflection of the lake, sometimes hiding in the shade of trees, sometimes running wildly, and sometimes falling to the ground.

But he is still moving forward, no matter what posture he uses or how embarrassed he is.

(End of this chapter)