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Chapter 33 It's not just about pranking people!

The merciless ridicule reached Fan Bizhuang's ears, which made his face unbearably angry, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

Fan Bizhuang, who has lived on the streets twice, is actually extremely sensitive and inferior in his heart. His indifference and strength can only be described as a layer of protection.Since he was a child, he has struggled to survive endless white eyes and ridicule. He has seen the warmth and coldness of human beings and all kinds of conditions in the world, and gradually formed a paranoid and withdrawn character.

The only thing he believed in was his fist. If someone insulted him or looked down on him, he would use his fist to sternly silence the other party.

Fan Bizhuang raised his head and stared coldly at Vilanova not far away.The latter responded to him without showing any weakness, his eyes as calm as water were so breezy without the slightest ripple.

Fan Bizhuang was stunned, he had the feeling that he was facing himself, and he even saw a hint of sarcasm in the other's calm eyes.

"Are you very angry, very angry? You even want to beat me up?" Vilanova said lightly, "Of course, the fist grows on your body. It's your freedom to do what you want."

"However..." Vilanova raised his right hand and shook his index finger towards Fan Bizhuang, "This doesn't change the fact that you are a coward. Your stop is really fucking good, that cannot be denied .If you don't want your life to be a bunch of shit like your stop, you should know how to do it."

"If one day you achieve something on the green court that even I have to look at, I welcome you at any time with the sneakers still on my face and tell me that you are a bunch of ****. Now So..." Vilanova stepped on the football with his right foot, "If there is no problem, can we continue now?"

Fan Bizhuang loosened his tightly clenched fists, took a deep look at the other party, and suddenly smiled.

"no problem."

The corner of Vilanova's mouth curved slightly, and he stopped talking nonsense, and kicked the football under his feet.

Fan Bizhuang trotted two steps and went up to meet him again.

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"****!"

"It's worse than ****!"

"You can't even do the simplest stop. What qualifications do you have to expect to become a professional football player? Are you a pig? Sorry, I want to use an animal like a pig to describe you. This is a kind of pig an insult!"

"What are you doing in a daze? Go get the ball back, and then...continue! You stupid guy than a pig!"

Amidst Vilanova's calm scolding, the ball-stopping training went on all day. After the morning training, Fan Bizhuang and Vilanova ate together in the training camp cafeteria. During the whole process, neither of them They didn't speak, not even made eye contact with each other.

After the meal, the two returned to the training ground again and continued to repeat the training in the morning.

When the training field became full of people, today's training mission was finally over.Repeating the action of catching the ball is not only boring, but also running around consumes a lot of energy. When Vilanova made the stop gesture, Fan Bizhuang sat on the ground with a little panting.

"There has been some improvement, which is not bad."

Vilanova walked over and nodded slightly beside Fan Bizhuang.

In fact, during the whole day of training, the communication between the two on football was almost negligible. Except for ridicule and insults, Vilanova basically didn't say anything to Fan Bizhuang.He didn't explain the main points of how to stop the ball, nor did he tell some tips about catching the ball. He just kept kicking the football to the opponent, and then performed a new round of taunting.

Fan Bizhuang didn't ask any questions, just repeated the process of catching the ball, picking it up, and then accepting the abuse.

Although it was only a short day, the two of them seemed to have formed a tacit understanding, ignoring each other and just doing their own things.Of course, no matter how you look at such a tacit understanding, it makes people feel awkward and weird.

But in fact, how to park the football easily and make the football become an obedient elf surrounded by the controllable range of the body is not too advanced knowledge, it is nothing more than practice makes perfect. Controlling requires personal experience to count. Everyone's body and strength are different. Only by using your own deep feelings to find out the most suitable way for you can you be as commanding as you are.

And Fan Bizhuang's progress is obviously not just what Vilanova said lightly. The body was one meter away, shortened to a firm stop on the side of the body.

Vilanova is very satisfied with Fan Bizhuang's progress speed. Fan Bizhuang can change from clumsy stopping to not only being able to stop the ball well, but also to take advantage of the situation to complete the turn and dodge movements, which makes Vilanova Once again, it is confirmed that Fan Bizhuang does have a high golf quotient and learning ability.

After all, all of this was done while the other party was groping for himself. He didn't give half a sentence of guidance. He was able to infer other cases from one instance and make some extra actions while completing his own tasks, which was enough to surprise him. up.

However, Vilanova did not give praise directly. In his opinion, this is not enough. In the fierce professional arena, such a soft and straight pass is rarely seen, and the opponent will always pass the ball. Press constantly, and the pass of teammates under the press will inevitably be stronger and more sudden. How to make Fan Bizhuang smoothly connect the movements before the pass in a more urgent and difficult situation? It is a subject to be completed next.

Of course, this is a step-by-step process. For the time being, you don’t need to take too big a step. You have to eat every bite, and you have to take the road step by step.

Fan Bizhuang didn't respond, but just looked up at Vilanova, then stood up.

Knowing that Fan Bizhuang was going to start the daily cleaning work, Vilanova didn't take it seriously, and walked aside with his shoulders in his arms.

Enrique saw his assistant approaching, stopped the hand that was teasing the Spring Festival, and said with a smile, "How is it?"

"It's a mess." Vilanova shook his head, then nodded again, "But it has the potential to be cultivated, and the learning speed is very fast."

Enrique grinned with a half-smile: "Really? I said buddy, you can laugh if you want to. You have been struggling with that iceberg for a whole day, and you don't feel tired?"

Hearing this, Vilanova glared at Enrique, then couldn't help it, and grinned.

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"Let's go, Spring Festival."

Fan Bizhuang came back with a tired body. He nodded to the two coaches, and then waved to the Spring Festival.Spring Festival ran over, stuck out his big warm tongue and licked Fan Bizhuang's hand affectionately, a smile appeared on Fan Bizhuang's face.

"Goodbye, continue tomorrow, Fan." Enrique nodded goodbye.

"and many more."

When Fan Bizhuang turned around and was about to leave, Vilanova suddenly made a sound.

He picked up a football caught in a net from the ground behind him and handed it to Fan Bizhuang.

"Tie it to your leg."

Fan Bizhuang was stunned for a moment, but he took the football and tied it neatly on his lap.

"In the future, you have to take it with you when you walk, run, or even eat and bathe."

Vilanova added.

Fan Bizhuang nodded, then turned and left.

As his footsteps moved, the football stumbled on his legs, took a step, bounced, took another step, bounced again.

Fan Bizhuang had a very strange feeling, he didn't feel much pain when the football hit his leg, but it was a bit inconvenient to walk, because the football and his pace were not in the same rhythm, maybe he stretched his leg At the time, the football did not move, but when the legs were retracted, the football was knocked out instead.

"This is really..." Fan Bizhuang shook his head helplessly, frowned and muttered softly, "Is this also a kind of training?"

Fan Bizhuang walked forward slowly, the football was still being knocked off his legs continuously, and soon flew back and hit his feet, he had to carefully stabilize the rhythm, let the football and the ball as much as possible Cadence is at a point.

The Spring Festival was jumping around excitedly beside him. He showed great interest in the extra thing on his master's leg. It learned the movements of football. Every time the football was knocked out by the leg, it followed suit. Jumping forward, it's a joy to play.

"Bang~"

Fan Bizhuang put all his heart and soul into how to keep the frequency of the football and his legs consistent, but he didn't pay attention, his steps were a little bigger, and the rhythm was messed up. He fell to the ground with a plop.

"Hahaha~"

Enrique's wanton laughter came from a distance, seeing Fan Bizhuang's embarrassing fall, he felt a little overjoyed.

"I said Tito, I'm completely convinced by you. You can come up with such a trick. I really didn't realize it before. You are still full of bad things!"

Enrique laughed and looked at Vilanova, who opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"It's not just the whole person... Let him get used to it slowly, ha!"

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