super storm

Chapter 2 Super Training Ground

Yang Yang!

The sound is getting closer.

I don't know how long or how far I ran before a faint light appeared in front of me, tearing apart this dark world.

The sudden bright light stimulated him so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and couldn't help but close them. After finally getting used to the strong light, he opened his eyes again, and he finally saw clearly the place he was in.

It turned out to be a football field!

The soft green turf, the goals on both sides, the white lines on the field, and the empty stands...

All of this was all too familiar to him.

"Where is this?" Yang Yang seemed to be asking the air.

But in the end, he really got an answer.

"Welcome to the super training ground."

Hearing this cold and emotionless voice, Yang Yang couldn't help turning around and looking around, but he couldn't see anyone at all.

"Who? Who?" he asked aloud.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you." The cold voice sounded again.

"Help me?" Yang Yang felt incredible, "Help me what?"

"Don't you want to be a professional player and compete with Ronaldo?"

"Yes, but..."

"I can help you." The voice said with great certainty.

Yang Yang couldn't believe his ears, he felt that he must be dreaming, it must be, otherwise, how could he explain that he would encounter such a weird thing?
"Don't doubt, you are indeed dreaming, please see."

As soon as the voice fell, the side of the main stand of the stadium was suddenly blurred, and then the screen turned, and a scene that Yang Yang was very familiar with appeared, but it was not his room, and the person sleeping on the bed was him?
"What... what's going on?" Yang Yang was taken aback.

The screen turned again and switched to the empty grandstand, but the other party didn't explain too much.

"This is a super training ground."

Yang Yang took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, he was sure that something strange happened to him.

The other party also seemed to feel that he needed time to calm down, and he didn't speak any more.

After a few minutes of silence, Yang Yang mustered up his courage again.

"You just said, you can help me, how can you help?"

It has to be said that it is Yang Yang's dream since he was a child to compete with a superstar like Ronaldo, which is too tempting.

"In the super training ground, as long as you work hard, you can become the best and best superstar in the world."

"how can that be?"

"You do not believe?"

Yang Yang nodded without hesitation.

Almere's head coach, John Repp, used to be a Dutch international. He was teammates with Cruyff at Ajax. The two won many Eredivisie and Champions League titles side by side.

It is also by virtue of his influence in Dutch football and Ajax that John Repp was able to make Almere, which was only established for less than seven years, become a satellite club of Ajax, rank among the third level of the Netherlands, and is expected to break into the second level of professional league this season.

The sharp-eyed John Repp has regretted with Yang Yang more than once, thinking that he is good at everything, but his basic skills are terrible, and the 16-year-old has already missed the best age to consolidate his basic skills.

Let me ask, how can Yang Yang believe it?

"Well, you can see for yourself."

As soon as the sound fell, the pictures around the entire training ground changed again, and there appeared many lifelike figures of stars, Pele, Maradona, Van Basten, Ronaldo, Zidane...everyone was very familiar to Yang Yang, like a treasure.

"This is..." Yang Yang was a little confused.

"You can choose any one to try." The cold voice said again.

Yang Yang pondered for a moment, then pointed to Ronaldo, one of his most admired idols.

As soon as he realized it, the figures of all the other stars around the training ground suddenly became dim. Only Ronaldo, who was wearing a red and blue jersey, was still dazzling, and quickly walked into the training ground.

And a defensive player wearing a white jersey suddenly appeared in the training field, taking a defensive posture in his own half.

I saw Ronaldo sprinting forward quickly with the ball. His whole process of sprinting with the ball was very coherent, and every step of the ball was very comfortable. When he rushed to the defender, his right shoulder suddenly sank, but his right foot did not pull the ball away.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, but it brought too much shock to Yang Yang.

Because Ronaldo's extraordinary is not fancy at all, the technique is very simple, but it is very practical and very deadly.

This is Ronaldo's signature move, and the pendulum is extraordinary.

As a die-hard fan of the Brazilian superstar, how could Yang Yang not know about it?It's just that seeing it on TV and watching it up close with your own eyes is completely different, and the shock it brings is not the same.

In addition to the pendulum, the demonstration on the training ground continued, covering almost all of Ronaldo's high-speed assault moves, and every move stunned Yang Yang who was watching from a close distance.

The gap was too big, so big that he almost had the urge to worship.

Speed ​​has always been his advantage, but once he dribbles, his speed is immediately reduced. However, Ronaldo demonstrated on the training ground that his technical movements are not deformed at high speed, which ensures that his dribbling speed has not dropped much.

Looking at his jersey, it's clearly at his peak during his time with Barcelona.

"This is Ronaldo's assault." The cold voice sounded again after Yang Yang calmed down.

"I'll look at something else."

Yang Yang's consciousness moved, and he pointed to the figure of another idol, Van Basten.

This time, the Dutch superstar used all kinds of footwork and shooting skills inside and outside the penalty area. His legs were very stretched, and all kinds of difficult shooting movements seemed to have a moving beauty and rhythm on him, which made Yang Yang stunned.

He has watched Van Basten's game videos and highlights more than once, but he has never been as shocked as he is now.

Only those who have really played on the court can understand how amazing it is to be able to make such difficult moves in the face of tight defense.

Is this a superstar?

After digesting the shock brought by the two idols, Yang Yang soon watched the demonstrations of other superstars.

Pele's rhythm, Maradona's dribbling, Bergkamp's stop, Cruyff's turn, Zidane's possession...

Not only the offensive players, but also the midfielders. From offense to passing to defense, almost all the stars that Yang Yang can name have left their peak performances in the training ground. Yang Yang was stunned by each of them and couldn't calm down for a long time.

This is superstar!
"What do you want to say?" After a long silence, the cold voice asked again.

Yang Yang took a deep breath, "Can the super training ground really help me?"

"Of course." The cold voice replied without doubt.

"But our coach said that my basic skills are too poor, and I have already missed the best age. At all..." Yang Yang's voice was a bit bitter, and this was his biggest pain so far.

Although he understood that it wasn't because he didn't work hard enough at the beginning, but because the coach's level was limited, he still couldn't accept it, he refused to accept it, and he couldn't be reconciled.

"He is right. You have indeed missed the best age to solidify your basic skills. According to your current development trajectory, no accidents, you will be eliminated this summer. If you can enter the professional team after returning to China, you have hope to play in the game, but it is difficult to make a difference. It is better to listen to his advice and concentrate on studying to have a better future."

Although he was prepared in his heart, Yang Yang still felt very uncomfortable hearing these words.

After a pause, the cold voice sounded again.

"But if it's in a super training ground, it's entirely possible."

"Really?" Yang Yang suddenly felt hopeful.

"Of course." The cold voice replied unquestionably again, "Although you have missed the best age, it is not completely impossible to improve your basic skills. It's just that compared with before the age of 12, it's more effective now with half the effort."

Yang Yang immediately asked with concern: "Then what should we do?"

"Practice, repeat those boring basic training for a long time."

"That's it?" Yang Yang was a little surprised. Isn't this too simple?
"Yes, as long as you have practiced the basic skills and met my requirements, you can learn these star skills."

Yang Yang's eyes lit up immediately, it turned out that these are called star skills.

Looking at these retired or still playing superstars around the court, he was full of excitement, and learning a random trick was enough for him to gain a firm foothold in the professional arena, let alone so many.

"It's easy to learn, but it's hard to use." The cold voice seemed to sense what he was thinking, and turned off the fire for him again.

When Yang Yang thought about it, he was right.

Ronaldo's extraordinary pendulum, Zidane's Marseille gyration, Cruyff's turn, these cool moves are not professional players, even Yang Yang himself can do them, but they can only be used in training on weekdays, and they are useless on the court. Especially after coming to the Netherlands, even in daily training, he can't even do some basic technical moves after the defensive players put pressure on them.

"I understand." Yang Yang nodded receptively.

"Can you bear this hardship?" The cold voice reconfirmed.

"Yes!" Yang Yang replied without hesitation.

"You should know how boring those most basic trainings are, and how difficult the challenges you will face next, are you mentally prepared?"

Yang Yang understood that John Repp concluded that he could no longer improve himself. The important point was that at his age, no one could bear to repeat those boring basic training.

This requires not only great determination, but also great self-control.

But he has no choice.

Either give up your dream and return home in despair, or just practice.

Yang Yang took a deep breath, "I can."

Playing in the professional league is his biggest dream, and this is his last chance, no matter how hard it is, he must persevere.

"Well, the first step is to start with the ball."

"Jump the ball?"

This is a compulsory course for all football players. He first came into contact with football at the age of ten, starting from juggling the ball.

"Wait until you can do [-] consecutive ball jumps before proceeding to the next step."

"Five hundred times in a row?" Yang Yang was a little surprised, isn't it too simple?

When playing football in China, the requirement given by the coach is that [-] times is considered qualified. In the past few years, especially after coming to the Netherlands, he has also been strengthening his training in this area.

But just when he was secretly delighted, the cold voice shattered his beautiful illusion again.

"The insteps of the left and right feet, the inner sides of the feet, the outer sides of the feet, the front of the thighs, plus the left and right shoulders and the head, there are eleven parts in total, and all of them must be able to bounce the ball [-] times in a row to be considered qualified."

"What?" Yang Yang's expression changed.

This is miserable.

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