[Football] Anti-system

Many rich people like to repair some weird things in the basement.

Similar to theaters, disco...Compared to these, building a game hall in the basement may not have any difficulties for the construction team.

Sure enough, when he proposed to take a look at the basement, the young player's expression froze, as if he became extremely reluctant.

Mourinho grabbed the little player's sleeve and his eyes lit up.

Looking at Scorpius' eyes is like catching his son secretly watching "Playboy", with a little bit of condemnation and pride of "I caught the tail?"

And just like Mourinho's idea, the passage in the basement is actually designed in a very conspicuous place.

The door leading to the basement is right in the middle of the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom.

It's just that it looks a bit inconspicuous, the color of the door is very similar to the color of the wall, and there is a portrait of Newton hanging on it.

No wonder he ignored the place.

Mourinho raised his eyebrows, turned around and joked at Scorpius: "Are you playing games in the basement every day? Do you want me to drive a truck?"

Although he actually didn't intend to touch Scorpius' game console at all.

He just wanted to take his computer away so that he wouldn't see any website, what was said about him on the forum.

He worried about how badly it would affect his normal life.

Taking away his juicer was just so that he could feed himself in Chelsea's restaurant or at his own home in the days before the game.

The way Scorpius eats is so problematic.

Playing games is okay, he just wants to see if he is really playing games.

Even if he opened the door and saw a basement full of game consoles, he wouldn't scold him loudly.

The head coach itself has no right to intervene in a player's private life during non-working hours, not to mention that young players have been staying early and late lately recently, working hard is like a different person.He didn't even intend to condemn him for anything.

On the contrary, he also encouraged Scorpius to use games to decompress.

However, the drowsy basement does not have the fishy-sweet smell of beer, cola, or fast food that he imagined.

On the contrary, what Mourinho is very familiar with is the smell of grass and soil mixed together.

Mourinho was taken aback.

Involuntarily looking back at Scorpius: "This is...?"

Scorpius' expression was calm, and he blinked: "Basement, head coach."

With a bit of embarrassment on his face, he tried to stop Mourinho: "Or don't go in, there is really nothing."

There are still two of his computers in the basement, won't they be confiscated too?

That's his baby.

Let’s not talk about how much money and how much effort it took to assemble the computer.It's just that the number of empirical formulas he summed up and the number of mathematical models he established are already precious enough.

But the light in the basement can no longer stop Mourinho's footsteps.

He took a few steps down the steps.

The huge stadium was thus exposed to the eyes of the Portuguese.

I don't know if the stadium built underground is the only one.

But such a huge stadium, which is equivalent to two-thirds of the stadium, is definitely the first time Mourinho has seen it.

The width is almost equal, but the length is the entire front field and part of the back field.

The mansion is definitely not that big, such a large area definitely includes the entire courtyard.

Apart from being big, his first feeling was that it was hot. I don't know if it was fluorescent lamps or ultraviolet lamps. The lamp tubes covering the entire upper part of the court made the basement almost as bright as day.

Huge fans are built at various angles under the lights, and they are not running at the moment, but the size and quantity alone are enough to shock people.

Further down, there is a 360-degree camera with no dead ends.

The top is supported by intricate beams, so there is no need to worry that the house above will collapse one day.

It is said that it is like daytime, but it is still a dark basement that should have no light.

This is simply a huge cave.

The wilderness-like court built in the basement brings a heavy sense of oppression, like a behemoth waiting for an opportunity in the dark.

It's just that after the shock and shock after seeing her for the first time, he actually felt that it should be like this.

It felt like a long-standing doubt had finally been answered.

What the hell is Scorpius doing at home?How did he transform from a "mediocre genius" in Wenger's mouth into a miracle in just a few years?

No wonder.

Mourinho stepped on the turf in silence. This place is almost indistinguishable from the regular Premier League stadium. The quality of the turf is so good that it is crisp and healthy green.

The front field of the stadium has position information painted in different colors.

It doesn't mean that the penalty area, the goal area, the baseline, the sideline and so on are drawn.

Rather, these large and small areas surrounded by ovals are probably... the best goal positions for Scorpius.

The lines on the turf are like contour lines, which strictly stipulate what kind of strength should be kicked here.

There is a small room made of tempered glass with an area of ​​about ten square meters at the corner of the back court where it connects to the wall.It is connected with dense wires and data cables wrapped in anti-static rubber that are as thick as human thighs, all connected to a signal converter, and then connected to a host that looks large and somewhat abnormal.

The computer screen used as a monitor is a normal size.

It's just that there is another door that opens inward on the other side of the host.

Mourinho couldn't help but walked towards the door like a Pandora's box, and Scorpius didn't stop him.

He should be thankful, maybe the head coach thinks this device is a bit too big, and there are too many things connected.Even if he wanted to confiscate it, he couldn't take it away.

But the host computer is not the most important thing, he only needs a cable from the converter to connect to any host computer with computing software.Therefore, although it was assembled by him, the main unit with a short lifespan is always replaced frequently.

The door does not have a combination lock or switch, but it is a bit thick.

I am afraid that it is designed to block the intrusion of water vapor.

There was still a flight of stairs behind the door. Judging by the length of the stairs, he guessed that he had probably returned to the first floor, and what he saw was huge, rows of bookshelves like a library.

It is so large that it covers an area as large as one-third of the stadium.

No wonder the feeling of observing from the outside of the house is completely different from walking into the house. The first floor seems to be a lot smaller, and the area seems to have evaporated out of thin air.It turns out that it is not directly accessible from the first floor.

A single sofa was vacated in the very center of the place.

A huge monitor hangs overhead.

The bookshelf is black, and there are about the size of a book, neatly lined up in the room.

Mourinho couldn't help asking, "This is?"

After opening his mouth, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse.

"Mobile hard disk and video tape for backup."

Scorpius spread his hands and leaned against the bookshelf to explain.

There is nothing wrong with this, these things are for regular purposes.

The mobile hard disk contains a series of analyzes he made, his own videos, and some materials he found everywhere.

The videotapes are almost all top league videotapes, which he used as a learning reference.

When he really can't run or feels that he has encountered a bottleneck, he will come and lie down on the narrow single sofa. It doesn't take much effort, as long as he lies flat, he can watch some classic games for rest and adjustment.

"The stadium just now..." Mourinho turned his head and looked at this delicate face that was still immature and felt that he hadn't done it at all, which was unbelievable to anyone.

I found that even if I adjusted it deliberately, my voice was still very low and hoarse: "Do you usually train on the court when you are at home?"

Scorpius nodded, pursed his mouth: "Coach, I'm really not lazy. It would be more convenient to repair the court at home."

He spread his hands helplessly, thinking of his time at Arsenal: "Going to the training base is very troublesome. I will always be kicked out of the field by the staff. When I arrive at the training base in the morning, there is a high probability that the gate is not open."

And your own data analysis is much safer.

"The equipment on the wall and on the sidelines?"

"Fluorescent lights are there to help photosynthesize turf that would otherwise turn yellow and wither very quickly. There are some water pipes and pressure sensors in the ground, although the sensors are of little use because the soil is so thick and the grass's root system stretches in an uncertain direction. The pitching machine is customized and used to launch the ball to the designated position with a fixed force and angle. The fan is used to simulate the natural environment. The flowing air at different speeds will cause the ball to produce different accelerations during calculation. The camera is for Camera, it is more convenient to establish equation calculation..." He also has a simulated circular machine to test the strength of the kick.

It's just that more than a dozen have been kicked out, and Yi Ge took his opinion and discussed the direction of further research and development with the manufacturers of the broken machines.

The fluorescent lamps above the head can be retracted by a mechanism and replaced with flat LED panels.

The content on the LED board corresponds to different positions of the turf under the feet, indicating in detail what form the ball will take when hitting the ball at what angle on that piece of ground.Or a straight ball, or a high-altitude ball, or a curve ball.

It's just that he saw the head coach's expression getting worse and worse, so he stopped the topic in due course.Scorpius raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and spread his hands to try to make a joke: "After all, I can't fix mirrors around the court and kick and calculate, right? Let me rest at home..." He ticked Gou Lip planned to smile first, but found that the head coach didn't intend to smile at all.

Scorpius immediately restrained his smile, raised his hand to cover the corner of his lips, and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

The Portuguese voice was still dry: "So what you said before, is it true to play football with...fluid physics? Are you kidding?"

It was supposed to be a joke, a joke so ridiculous that no one would even laugh.

Or, this is the same new development, breakthrough for any head coach.He can learn from Scorpius, let the players of the whole team practice hard, and be able to continuously align with Scorpius' shooting accuracy.

He should have been amazed, incredulous, as proud or surprised as any player-manager who has never connected football to textbook knowledge.

But he didn't.

What pounced on him and overwhelmed him was pity and sorrow.

Professional players usually only train hard during working hours, and it's not like they won't be lazy during this time.Slightly better and more professional players will find ways to maintain and improve their competitive state, and they will choose additional training.

But in any case, for all players, football is just a part of life.

Life is filled with countless equally wonderful things, family, friends, other hobbies.

But for Scorpius Westin.

This empty house is like his life.

No games, no socializing, no extra hobbies.

The time for eating and resting is infinitely compressed.

The rest is football, football, football.

Mourinho raised his arms and took Scorpius into his arms.

He didn't explain anything to Scorpius who was full of doubts. He just closed his eyes and sighed, and said in a low voice, "You are the best in the world."

Scorpius deserves it.

His talent may not be as dazzling as the exciting talents in the top league, but he has worked tirelessly to change himself.He has done it.

The data of averaging two goals per game makes all teams envious, whether it is the goal of the rich or the underdog, he can break the goal.

He is not a miracle.

It's not that he doesn't work hard and rely on talent.

He just happened to show all the "laziness" in front of people's eyes.

It's no wonder that Scorpius's stoppage is far behind his peers, and also a lot of himself in the past.

No wonder his goal timing is so accurate, no wonder his sense of smell in front of goal is so keen.

No wonder he can head the ball into the goal accurately even with his eyes closed.

Even if he doesn't pass the calculations, he only needs to practice thousands of times in such a stadium, how can he fail to score?

When he stood in front of the door, he probably only had a parabola listing the analytical formula in his mind.

He can clearly see what kind of arc this will be, and he can calculate his own best foothold, use the most precise force, and choose the most suitable method.Putting the ball into a net he's already broken thousands of times.

He deserves to be regarded as the sharpest knife edge by Chelsea.He is the most terrifying in the dark, a deadly poisonous scorpion.

"Ferguson has Ronaldo, Carlo Ancelotti has Kaka, why can't I have a Scorpius Westin?"

The author has something to say: Uncle Psy should be able to perceive something deeper, I think.No one can get something for nothing, especially Scorpius, who has shown his status a few years ago, cannot make rapid progress while paddling.

In this way, the update mechanism is continuously effective!

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