There is a belief called football

Chapter 12 Apprenticeship to learn free kick

In the dormitory, there was loud snoring, needless to say, it was Qi Qi's masterpiece.

"Damn, please keep your voice down."
Seeing that talking was useless, Qi Bing who was on the lower bunk kicked hard on the bed board above.

"oh..".Qi led a turn, the snoring stopped for a second and started again.

"Damn... still let people live."

"Forget it, hehe," Li Qiao said.

"Let's talk about ideals and why you play football."

Qi Bing thought for a while and said: "For money, beautiful women, BMW, sea view house".

Sandro, Li Qiao chuckled.

"What are you laughing at, aren't you doing it for this? I heard that the international players change their girlfriends every month."

"Sandro, did you have a girlfriend in Argentina"?
"No",
"What about you, Li Qiao",
"No, it's too early",
"It's a bit early, but when we graduate from Tianbao and go to the senior team, there will probably be a lot of beauties waiting for us."

After talking about Qi Bing, scenes of bad content have appeared in Qi Bing's mind. For Li Qiao, Qi Bing is too precocious, but then again, it is normal for a player who plays football to be independent very early and live away from his parents.

"Sandro, isn't the Argentine girl very beautiful and charming?"

Sandro didn't want to continue this topic, and Li Qiao also felt that the atmosphere should not be awkward, saying: "What if I can't get the contract of the senior team."

Qi Bing never considered this question.

"Then my dad will beat me to death. He spent his money to send me to play football."

"Yes, why not my parents?" Li Qiao thought to himself.

"Li Qiao, why did you come to play football? Is it because of poor academic performance? Find another way out."

"Hehe, who is the same as you, I am also a three-good student in school."

"Haha, the certificates are all sold out now, so you have the nerve to show them."

Li Qiao said: "It's mainly because I like it, my parents support it, and I also want to earn some money to honor my parents."

"Isn't it for the beauty?",
Li Qiao blushed in the dark, Li Qiao was very charismatic on the field, but Li Qiao was very shy in real life.

"Hehe, part of it",
"Hahaha", Qi Bing laughed.

This smile woke up Qi Qi who was snoring loudly above him.

"what's the topic"?
"Bajie, you are awake, if you don't wake up, everyone thinks there is an earthquake in Guangzhou."

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense, snoring proves that you sleep well."

Sandro said: "No, snoring is a kind of disease. If you don't make trouble, you will suffocate. You can see the team doctor tomorrow."

"My dad took me to see it last year. The doctor gave me something to put in my mouth. I don't feel comfortable sleeping with it. It has been useless."

"By the way, Qi Qi why did you come to play football?"

"Haha, of course it's for money, beauties, BMWs, and sea-view rooms facing the sea with spring flowers blooming."

Li Qiao, Sandro laughed, thinking: "A virtue".

"Why are you laughing, my sea view room also has a big swimming pool",
"How big is it?" Qi Bing asked.

"Well, at least I have to pretend to be my ex-girlfriends."

"Damn, you two are so precocious and not serious," Li Qiao said.

Qi Qi was not convinced and said: "It's useless for Li Qiao to chase after beautiful women and pretend to be melancholy."

Li Qiao was even more dissatisfied, saying: "Baggio's melancholy made him a popular lover in Italy."

"That's superficial, but what really works is the money in his pocket."

"Look at our national team, the level is rotten, and the beauty is changed every week, isn't it because there are too many grandpas in the pocket."

"Damn, Qi rate, did you pretend to be sleeping and eavesdropping just now? How come the tone is exactly the same as Qi Bing, even the content is the same."

"No, isn't this common sense?"

I saw Qi Bing stretched out his hand and said, "Come and shake hands, bosom friend."

"By the way, Sandro, what about you, why do you play football?"

"For faith, the two major beliefs of our family - God and football."

As soon as these words came out, it can be said that Li Qiao’s heart was shocked. Even Qi Bing and Qi rate shut up. In fact, people are like this. In front of people with faith, they will immediately feel shorter. Have you ever been to XZ?

After training the next morning, Li Qiao found Stan.

"The coach was all my fault yesterday".

"Haha, I have forgotten about yesterday's game."

"But if it's not me."

Stan stopped Li Qiao from continuing, "If someone is wrong, then the only fault lies with the coach. If you have executed all the tactics I assigned to you, then you are not wrong."

"But my passing sucks",
"can practice",
"How to practice, is there a way to quickly improve the level of passing".

Although Li Qiao asked this question, Li Qiao also understood that there is no shortcut to training.

Kerstein replied, "Yes."

"have what?".

"Practice Free Kicks"!
Li Qiao recalled Hassler's pass yesterday, "If Hassler passed the ball to Sandro instead of me in the last pass, it will definitely succeed."

"Then can you teach me free kicks",
Stan scratches his head and says "I suck at free kicks".

"Ah, that"?Li Qiao's enthusiasm that had just arisen was poured a basin of cold water.

"But our school has a free kick master, you can go to him."

"Who?" Li Qiao's eyes were burning, he was eager to know.

"Juninho" at the No. 4 training ground (later brother of Lyon's free kick master "Juninho").

"He is our special free kick coach here, but I can't guarantee whether he is willing to teach you or not. He only teaches people with free kick talents."

"I'd like to try it out."

When he came to court No. [-], Li Qiao saw his "old friend" Hassler practicing free kicks at a glance. He saw four tires hanging on the four corners of the goal, and Hassler was aiming at the goal.

Kicks, shoots, the ball goes through the tires and the tires don't even wobble.

"Well done, Hassler, making progress again."

Li Qiao saw that the person speaking was a foreigner who was about the same age as Stan, and he must have been "Juninho".

Li Qiao walked over. Hassler finished training, saw Li Qiao, and ignored Li Qiao. In his eyes, he and Li Qiao were players of two levels.

It felt like Real Madrid players met BJ Guoan players.

Li Qiao clenched his fists and thought: "You are so arrogant in China, if I go to Europe in the future, I will be looked down upon."

"What is it?" asked Juninho.

"Stan introduced me, he asked me to learn free kicks from you."

"NO, NO, NO.", "The principal can't give me players, I only teach talented players, otherwise it's a waste of time."

Thinking of Hassler's defiant attitude just now, Li Qiao has to actively fight for it.

"When Beckham came to Manchester United, he was an unremarkable thin man. Everyone said he was not good, but Ferguson took a fancy to him. Do you know that there is a saying in China that Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it."

Although "Juninho" didn't understand what was often said, but "Juninho" understood the first half of the sentence about Beckham.

He was very happy that the child in front of him could say such words. After all, 70% of the people quit after hearing his first words.

"Very well, let's try it then."

"Juninho" brought Li Qiao to the goal. Li Qiao was speechless and thought: "Let me shoot the tire"?
"Juninho" pointed to another goal, which is a goal divided into 9 grids, similar to the shape of a nine-square grid.

"Shooting the upper left corner and the upper right corner counts as 1 point, 10 balls, 4 points, and I will accept you."

Although Li Qiao has played wild football for many years, he has never done professional shooting training. Seeing the situation in front of him, his heart suddenly softened.

"Juninho" used to throw the ball one by one. Li Qiao wanted to explain and find a reason, but Li Qiao understood that if he did that, he would lose his chance. The football field does not believe in excuses.

"OK"?
Li Qiao nodded.

With the first kick, Li Qiao retreated 10 meters, took a deep breath, ran up, and kicked the ball, only to see that the ball was higher than the goal, and not a little higher.

"Boy, we are not free kicks for football, pay attention next time."

Li Qiao nodded, tried to calm his mind, and tried to recall the feeling of his feet when he touched the ball and shot, how to make the ball obedient.

In fact, the foot feel of a really good player is an instinct, just like the cold weather will make the hair stand up, and the hot weather will sweat, and there is no need for the brain to think about it.

But now Li Qiao is still far from becoming an excellent player. If learning football is Tang Seng's learning, then Li Qiao has not left Chang'an City yet.

"boy",
Li Qiao recalled it for so long, "Juninho" thought Li Qiao had fallen asleep.

Li Qiao retreated, ran up, and shot. The second kick was obviously much better. It was already within the goal range. Unfortunately, the shot hit the middle and failed to score.

The first kick and the second kick were just a few minutes apart. After seeing Li Qiao's first kick, "Juninho" had already given up on Li Qiao in his heart, thinking that this was just the countless people he had seen who had no talent but wanted to be the next Beckham.

But Li Qiao's second kick made "Juninho" see the amazing self-adjustment ability of the young man in front of him.

But the surprise that Li Qiao brought to "Juninho" had just begun. Li Qiao hit the upper left corner with his third kick, a point! ! ! , Li Qiao jumped up and shouted.

At this time, "Juninho" has already shown a smile. He feels that he may have found a piece of jade in the rough, a piece of jade in the rough that can be expected.

But an amateur is an amateur after all, and then Li Qiao's shooting did not maintain the standard, and there was only the last ball left in front of the goal. Li Qiao scored 3 points, and the last ball will determine whether Li Qiao can become a student of "Juninho".

(End of this chapter)