Ludwig

Chapter 67 Mental Suppression
Isn't it the first time? ? ?

And when will it be like this? ? ?
Li Yuming's thoughts can't help but stretch back to the time of Haigeng's winter training.

correct! ! !When Brother Mao first joined the team, wasn't he also taught by Brother Mao during one-on-one offensive and defensive training?
But why is this happening?
Logically speaking, when will Brother Mao be in a worse state?

Li Yuming came back to his senses, looked at Mao Jianqing, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Mao, I remember that when you first joined the team in Haigeng, we also played one-on-one offense and defense, and I also felt that way at the time." .”

Mao Jianqing nodded: "That's right, it's a kind of suppression."

"Suppression?" Li Yuming was suddenly a little confused.

"Yes, a kind of mental suppression." Mao Jianqing put down the towel in his hand and began to help Li Yuming one by one.

"This kind of mental suppression is invisible. It is similar to the taste of the emperor in ancient times to his ministers. It is a kind of fear of reputation. We old players have played many games, and the opponents we have seen Many, pure speed like yours can still be found in world football. Because you have seen many opponents, that kind of experience is also constantly accumulating, and the experience of these top leagues, the experience of the AFC Champions League, the national team One by one, our experience is transformed into our invisible spirit. It sounds illusory, but to put it more simply, I have more experience than you, so I am not afraid of you. You have less experience than me, so you are afraid of me from the bottom of your heart, so You can’t play to your true level.”

Li Yuming nodded thoughtfully.

Mao Jianqing looked at the sky with blurred eyes, and continued: "Actually, if young players want to hit the top as soon as possible, they have to show a fearless momentum on the field. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake. Don't think in your heart that your opponent is a former international player. Opponents who have lived abroad, they are the same as us, they are all human beings, and people are equal, so why should I not be able to be a national player when others can be international players? As long as you have this mentality, no matter how strong your opponent is, even if you lose , you can lose happily, because you at least showed your strength. Not to mention, when I was your age, I played football with this mentality."

At the end, Mao Jianqing even couldn't help laughing out, that smile was like melting an iceberg, and instantly changed from an iceberg to a cold and handsome man.

Mao Jianqing couldn't help thinking of his 18-year-old self.

How wonderful, at that age, you are not afraid of anything, even if the opponent is a world-class player, you can fight the opponent every time you speed up, even if you fall on all fours, you are so happy.

Thinking of this, and thinking of his adversity in the past four years, Mao Jianqing's smile gradually disappeared, and the iceberg slowly solidified again.

Mao Jianqing stood up slowly and looked towards the green field ahead: "Enough rest, let's continue training."

Li Yuming was still thinking about Mao Jianqing's words, but when Mao Jianqing spoke suddenly, he woke up.

Re-entering the one-on-one offensive and defensive confrontation, Li Yuming began to change his mentality this time.

He no longer thinks about it, the opponent is Mao Jianqing, the opponent is the former international footballer, and the opponent is the former Chinese Cheetah.

He only thought of Mao Jianqing as a very ordinary person, just like himself, a player who played in the Chinese Premier League, nothing special.

Just like I faced my opponents in the first two games, I only thought that they were ordinary people, nothing special.After all, the first two games were also Li Yuming's first two professional league games after he embarked on the football road.

I don't know anything about the resumes of the players I'm playing against, it's blank.

Well, at most, they know that the opponent is a foreign aid, and they must be stronger.

But Li Yuming never thought that it was precisely because of his mentality that he was able to play well in the first two rounds of the league - 4 goals and 1 assist, which is almost foreign aid-level data.

After two games, Li Yuming also tied for first place in the scorer list with Qingdao team's foreign aid shooter Danalah.

You know, Danalah won the title of the best foreign aid in the Chinese Super League 3 years ago. In the Chinese Super League where there are many world-class foreign aids, Danalah can still get such an honor, which is enough to show his strength. .

After that kind of mentality was gradually corrected, Li Yuming's feeling of being powerless and unable to use his strength finally faded away. Although he still couldn't get past Mao Jianqing every time he attacked, he could finally show his strength when fighting for pure speed. The advantages.

Mao Jianqing was also surprised by Li Yuming's understanding. He didn't expect that he could comprehend something so quickly in just a few words. He really deserves to be a golf player.

In the eyes of many people, there is always a view: well-developed limbs, simple mind.

However, Li Yuming was the kind of player with well-developed limbs and a well-developed mind.

Although emotionally, he is still as young as his peers, but once he is on the court, he is like a completely new look. The super high golf quotient allows him to quickly integrate into the tactics of his teammates.

Now Li Yuming gritted his teeth, his eyes full of desire to fight.

The words during the day kept repeating in his mind.

"It's not that Uncle Bai is prejudiced against the football industry, but history and reality tell us that the number of Chinese people who can gain a foothold in the NBA is much greater than the number of people who can gain a foothold in the five major European leagues."

Shit! ! !

Who said that the Chinese cannot gain a foothold in the five major European leagues?
I just show it to you.

The Chinese can also be the main force in the five major European leagues; the Chinese can also lead the team to win the Champions League trophy.

The raging fire in his heart ignited Li Yuming's endless fighting spirit, and this terrifying fighting spirit even attracted Cao Yu who was still doing data analysis in the stands.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I am getting more and more imposing, and I dare to compete with Lao Mao." Cao Yu couldn't help sighing to himself from the sidelines.

"Is the boss explaining the son?" Cao Yu's soliloquy was just heard by Xu Liang who was passing by, and Xu Liang, who liked to join in the fun, couldn't help but walked to Cao Yu's side.

Seeing Li Yuming constantly using strides to lie down on the ball, and then exerting pure explosive power, Xu Liang also stared at him: "Okay, this kid, now he is not suppressed by Lao Mao."

Cao Yu nodded: "This kid Yuming is not good at defense, so he needs to be caught, and there are some extraordinary skills that need to be added to him."

Xu Liang couldn't help teasing: "That's what you should do as a coach."

Cao Yu turned his attention to Xu Liang: "No, I can't help him much in defense, but there are two people who can help him."

"Who?"

"Zhu Ting and Li Yi!"

"Ah? Li Yi?" Xu Liang was also taken aback by Cao Yu's answer.

"Yes! I plan to send him to Shenzhen during the offseason and ask Li Yi to help Yuming defend."

"What? Are you sure Li Yi will promise you?"

Cao Yu chuckled: "Because he is my brother-in-law."

After hearing this, Xu Liang couldn't help but support his forehead: Lao Cao, your network is too wide...

(End of this chapter)