football fight

Chapter 8 Training Session 1
"Brother Yu, look at you. I didn't see you like this last time I signed a contract!" Zheng Qixiang took his mobile phone and showed Kong Pengyu the photos he took in the afternoon. Bitter student.

"It's not because the other party is a beautiful woman, you are nervous! Ahaha!" He said again.

"There are too many people." Kong Pengyu was a little embarrassed.

"Xiao Kong, who do you think is nervous?" Zheng Qixiang's wife brought them a plate of shredded pork in sauce. Now they have returned to Zheng Qixiang's small restaurant. It's still early, and they plan to have a good meal.

The table was filled with various dishes, such as sweet and sour pork ribs, boiled fish, Sixi meatballs, etc. Most of them were Kong Pengyu's favorite dishes.

In front of Kong Pengyu, besides the bowls and chopsticks, there was also a bowl of clear water, and he had to rinse everything he ate. This was what Zheng Qixiang asked him to do. As long as the season was not over, he should try his best to eat everything with light oil and salt.

"Congratulations." Zheng Qixiang raised the beer bottle.

"Thank you." Kong Pengyu raised his soda water in return, "Thank you Lao Zheng for your long time help."

"It's almost enough to thank you. Being your manager has brought me a lot of happiness." Zheng Qixiang said, "Tomorrow you will experience a whole new world, come on."

"A whole new world?"

"Even if it is the reserve team, the level is definitely much higher than your level in the heart of Jinjiang, so be prepared."

Kong Pengyu nodded, the excitement in his heart added a trace of fear.

……

Although the season has ended, the club has only given the first-team players a holiday, and the reserve team and other echelon players have to train for an extra week.

Kong Pengyu was taken to the No. 2 court of Shuguang Training Center early, and the trainee coach He Wei led him to familiarize himself with the locker room environment.

The locker room is very spacious, with blue as the main color, and there are numbers on each cabinet. In front of each cabinet is a box with a black leather surface, which is also a chair for players to sit on.

"You use this cabinet for the time being. These are the equipment prepared for you. You can see if it fits. If you need sneakers, you can come to me at any time." He Wei pointed to the unmarked cabinet near the corner.

A complete set of black training uniforms with St. Friedhom's logo is divided into jackets, long sleeves, short sleeves, trousers, shorts, socks and so on.

Kong Pengyu looked at this locker room and the various things in the locker room, and his heart was surging. Compared with the previous locker room, it was the difference between a hut and a mansion.

He opened the cabinet and put a photo of his idol Messi when he was 17 years old, and a photo of another idol Ibrahimovic roaring. For a long time, he used these two photos as amulets.

There was a bustling crowd outside the locker room, and then a group of people in different costumes came in talking and laughing. They should all be members of the reserve team.

They didn't pay too much attention to Kong Pengyu, they found their own locker and began to change their clothes.

"Attention everyone, this is the new team member Kong Pengyu, everyone welcome." He Wei patted Kong Pengyu on the shoulder, "Come on, let me introduce myself to everyone."

Kong Pengyu stood up, bowed to them, and said, "Hello, everyone. My name is Kong Pengyu. I play right winger. Please give me your advice."

"Welcome, welcome." Everyone said politely and applauded to welcome him.

A man wearing a denim jacket with a height of at least 185 walked to the cabinet next to Kong Pengyu and sat down. The number 26 was printed on the cabinet.

It was only then that Kong Pengyu discovered that the numbers in the locker room were generally too large, probably because of the reserve team, and the smaller numbers were used by the first team.

"Hi, my name is Xu Jundao, I kick the lower back." The man reached out to shake his hand.

"Hi, I'm Kong Pengyu, I play right winger." He held his hand.

After finishing speaking, Kong Pengyu also began to change his clothes. He put on the long training suit. After all, it is early winter and the temperature is not very high.

"Go! Go! Boys!" A voice came from outside the door accompanied by his clapping. The man was a tough foreigner, and his blond hair and blue eyes gave Kong Pengyu a sense of tension.

"Training has started, if you don't come out, Lao Chen will be cursing!" His Chinese is also ok, so he can understand the meaning anyway.

This person is David, the physical fitness coach of the reserve team, who is responsible for the physical fitness and muscle training of the players.

"Come on, David." Someone answered him.

A group of people unhurriedly walked out of the locker room and walked to the court, ready to start training.

On the No. 2 court, the two halves are used separately. On one side, there are various equipment for players to practice flexibility and flexibility; on the other side, smaller goals are placed on the two sidelines to practice tactical shooting. law and formation.

On the court, members of the coaching staff were already there, and a bald old man was speaking. He was the head coach Chen Shixiong, a 68-year-old man.

"Even if it's the end of the season, you have to cheer up for training!" Chen Shixiong said while holding the group vest handed over by his assistant, "Everyone cheer up, don't be lazy."

"Yes." The team members replied somewhat helplessly.

"Coach Chen, this is the new Kong Pengyu." He Wei brought Kong Pengyu to him.

"Coach, hello." Kong Pengyu wanted to shake hands with him.

"You will play in Group 1 later." Chen Shixiong didn't shake hands with him, but handed him a blue vest directly.

"Run five laps around the court first, start, move, don't dawdle." He directed everyone to get ready to run.

"Why are you still standing there? Kong Pengyu! Do you want to run a few more laps!" He shouted at Kong Pengyu, it seems that he should have known about Kong Pengyu's deeds before this.

"Oh!" Kong Pengyu hurriedly put on his vest and started running.

Xu Jundao, who was talking to him just now, came to him and said, "Relax, Old Chen is like that, he is more strict with newcomers."

"Yeah." Kong Pengyu didn't say anything else, and ran silently.

Jogging for five laps, followed by some flexibility training such as back and forth running, speed ladder, etc. This is Kong Pengyu's strong point.

But the people here shocked him. For example, when running back and forth to catch the ball and cross the obstacle to shoot, several players passed the obstacle at almost the same speed as him, and even a certain player made him feel faster than himself.

"Calm down." He remembered what Zheng Qixiang said yesterday.

But this is too powerful!he thought.

Although it is only a league two levels higher, it is only a reserve team!The reserve team is so good, isn't the first team even better.

I have to work hard!He thought again, and joined the training.

"This kid's level is not bad, he's about the same level as the old players when he just came here." Chen Shixiong was talking about Kong Pengyu with He Wei, "But his body..."

"Not strong enough?" He Wei said, "Do you want to strengthen his muscle training?"

"Not only is he not strong enough, but he is also too thin. In addition to muscle training, he also needs to increase his protein intake."

"Okay." He was recording while talking about He Wei.

You know, Kong Pengyu, who is 174, only weighs 61 kilograms, which is a bit out of proportion for a professional player, and Zheng Qixiang has always been troubled by Kong Pengyu's body shape.

"Didn't Gao Feijie come to report?" Chen Shixiong asked, "The chairman personally called me last night and said that he would be transferred to the reserve team for training."

"Not yet, I don't know if something has delayed it."

"Young and vigorous." Chen Shixiong said.

At this time, the roar of sports cars came from far to near, and a red Porsche 911 came into view.

(End of this chapter)