Shenfeng Wuying

Chapter 92 A birthday gift from Ajax

He Xu, who was hit just now, said in a tone of ashes: "Forget it! I just ignored one point just now. Look at your performance today, and then look at mine. What ability do I have to be your opponent."

Chen Bo giggled and said, "This isn't like you? Shouldn't such despondent words come from your mouth? Shouldn't you refute me and laugh at me?"

He Xu didn't speak, and Chen Bo simply continued: "As forwards, the last thing we have to fear is failure and competition. Remember, kid, I'm still waiting for you on your way forward!"

He Xu was taken aback for a moment, for a person in his 20s would be taught by a child, but what he said seemed to make sense.After being silent for a while, He Xu suddenly said with a little arrogance as before: "You are still a bit too weak to be my opponent! Haha. Just wait to be left behind by me, you bastard..."

Listening to He Xu's tone, Chen Bo replied with a smile, "You shouldn't say this to the person who just defeated you in 10 minutes!"

"Damn! It was just an accident, just an accident! You will never be so lucky next time!"

Chen Bo didn't refute him, but he was silently thinking: I hope I won't be so lucky next time!Come on...

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Hey! Happy birthday!"

"Damn it, you actually know my birthday?! No way! You don't really have a crush on me, do you? Let me tell you, brother is a straight man! A straight man!"

The originally somewhat warm atmosphere was directly broken by He Xu's destructive words, and Chen Bo finally couldn't hold back any longer, "I have a crush on your face! Get out of here! You bastard..." After roaring, he hung up the phone.

He Xu laughed loudly, I failed to beat you on the court, so I must find some ground off the court, right?

As soon as I hung up the phone, the phone rang again, and this time the name was displayed on the screen: Marco.

He Xu was taken aback, and picked up the phone. As soon as the call was connected, Basten asked over there: "I want to interview you about the loss of this game. What do you think?"

Uh, when did Marco become so childlike?He Xu thought with a black line, and then replied, "It can only be said that our team is too unlucky. Although they have the best striker, they still lost the game."

As soon as He Xu's voice fell, Basten laughed heartily, "Hahaha! It seems that your situation is still good, He Xu, I am still worried that losing this crucial game will make you ** What! It seems that my worry is a bit unnecessary."

This time, He Xu said to Basten in a rare way, "Thank you, Marco."

He didn't expect Basten to pay attention to him even in his busy schedule, and would call to comfort him because he lost a game.Of course, I would also like to thank Chen Bo, if it wasn't for him, I'm afraid I might really be like what Marco worried about...

Because many details have been contacted, Van Basten no longer concealed it. He said frankly: "After the end of the season, you will join Milan. However, before the end of the season, you Still always an Ajax player, you know? No matter what happens, you have to remember that you are a professional footballer, not just for fun, show your professionalism, you and the team I also know a little bit about the things between them, Ronald is my good friend, I hope you can cooperate with him well."

He Xu shrugged, I'm really sorry, I scolded your good friend an hour ago, but I won't tell you about this kind of thing.

After Basten gave He Xu a few more instructions, before hanging up the phone, he suddenly said, "Hey! Boy, happy birthday! Remember to make a wish..."

He Xu was taken aback, why does everyone know about my birthday? Am I already so famous?

After such an unpleasant birthday, He Xu got up early the next morning and came to Ajax's training ground as usual.

Because at the end of the season, the physical strength of many players can no longer keep up, so Koeman arranged for them to come to physical training every day, and then to receive physical therapy and massage after the end.

Of course, this is not necessary for a player like He Xu who has been rested for nearly three months in the middle of the season.So after warming up, He Xu started his own training. He picked up a ball in a net and placed it anywhere in the frontcourt. Then he started from the midfield and kicked all the balls towards the goal. For He Xu For such a player with precise feet, this is of course nothing. Of the fifty balls in a bag, 36 fell into the net.

After kicking the last ball, He Xu supported his waist with both hands, panting slightly.At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the sidelines, "I think your training is completely meaningless. This kind of low-end training is no longer suitable for you."

He Xu turned his head to look, and the thin Liang Yuan was looking at him with his arms folded.The coach who sent himself from the reserves to the first team seemed to have a lot of disdain for the way he trained.

For this thin man, He Xu has always had a natural affection, not only because of his support and help to him.It is also because he is Liang Zhao's uncle. In the previous life, Liang Zhao and He Xu, two stars in different fields, had a lot of interactions and were each other's best friends.So Aiwujiwu, even though they didn't know each other in this life, He Xu is still very close to Liang Yuan.

Liang Yuan walked towards He Xu, and took out a bag from his back. He Xu was taken aback, "What is it?"

Liang Yuan smiled mysteriously, and tore away the magic weapon he had prepared for He Xu, which was a net made of wire with densely packed holes.The iron wires were all twisted into very thin ropes, and it was obvious that it would take some effort to untie this rather tough thing.

While tearing this strange thing apart, Liang Yuan said to He Xu: "According to the size of the ball and the length and width of the goal, this net is as big as the goal. There are 31 times nine holes, and each hole is only bigger than the goal. Football is a little bit bigger. I think, you should be able to try this now."

While talking, Liang Yuan hung the net on the goal. As soon as the net approached the goal, He Xu heard the sound of "bang".He Xu stepped forward and took a look. It turned out that there were magnets on the four corners of this big net, which could just stick to the goal.

Liang Yuan hooked a football with his feet, and then kicked it towards the top of the penalty area, "Go there! Hit the ball into these holes!"

Looking at the densely packed holes, He Xu swallowed. Fortunately, he didn't have trypophobia, otherwise seeing these would be enough to make him sick.

According to Liang Yuan's request, He Xu stood at the top of the penalty area and shot the ball into the hole on the big net.

Originally shooting was a very simple matter for He Xu, but after hanging up this big net, everything was different.Because there is a thin wire rope between each hole, the seemingly thin rope can just stop He Xu's goal every time.

Liang Yuan looked at He Xu's shots with a slight sarcasm and was rejected by the thin wire again and again. Seeing that several shots were fruitless, He Xu simply volleyed vigorously, and the ball hit the wire net hard. went back.

Liang Yuan said as if he suddenly remembered something: "Oh! I forgot to tell you, this is a specially treated barbed wire, unless you can kick a shot at a speed of 180 kilometers per hour, otherwise you don't want to blast it away with a strong volley .”

Damn, is this old guy playing with me... 180 kilometers, thought I was Roberto Carlos?Isn't even Carlos only 140 kilometers per hour?

In fact, He Xu didn't know that there were faster ones. Matthaus, one of the German troikas, once completed a shot at a speed of 210 kilometers per hour in a game, but there was no record.

Liang Yuan numbered each hole in order and asked He Xu to shoot the ball into it.

This seemingly simple training was actually very difficult. It took a full half an hour before He Xu scored his first goal.But Liang Yuan said mercilessly: "It's beautiful! It's so accurate!"

He Xu was very dissatisfied with Liang Yuan's ridicule, "This is obviously a wonderful goal, don't slander me here. Otherwise, you can show me your skills?"

Liang Yuan seemed to have expected what He Xu would say a long time ago. Without hesitation, he stretched out his foot to hook a football, kicked it at the top of the penalty area, and casually reported a number, "31!"

As soon as the words fell, the ball flew out from under his feet, drew an arc, and after going around a certain distance, it still flew into the dead corner on the upper right side of the goal.

He Xu curled his lips, "I said, you have practiced shooting number 31 all your life, right? Or I'll call you a number?"

Liang Yuan looked nonchalant, "Okay! Come and report a number."

He Xu looked at it, "Sixteen!"

Liang Yuan kicked again, this time he retreated far away, about 30 meters away from the goal, kicked suddenly, the ball flew out in a straight line in the air, just stuck to the crossbar and got into the middle of the goal.

He Xu still doesn't believe in evil, "270 nine!"

This is the largest number, in the lower right corner of the goal.Liang Yuan did not continue to retreat this time, but he still kicked quickly, and the ball flew to the bottom corner of the goal.The speed is extremely fast, but it is a pity that he hung on the wire for a while, and then flew out of the bottom line by rubbing against the pillar.

Liang Yuan squeezed his waist with both hands, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm still old! My feet are not working anymore."

He Xu admired secretly: No wonder he was the most famous football star in China. As expected, there were two shots. The last shot was only a hair's breadth away, and the ball shot to the bottom corner was rarely so fast. It seems that this old guy's back then It must be a great threat to plug in the shot.

After laughing at himself, Liang Yuan pointed to the net and said to He Xu: "Here, this is for you as a birthday present! Make good use of it, boy, I don't want my apprentice to go out and be said to be weak at a critical moment."

He Xu rolled his eyes, "Okay! Then I won't be polite to you."

Liang Yuan looked over He Xu's shoulder and looked back, "Hey! Ronald, it's so early!"

He Xu looked back and saw Ronald Koeman walking towards them.

He didn't speak, but turned his head back.

Koman asked, "Liang, what are you doing?"

"Oh! I'm training He Xu's shooting, just use the trick I used back then."

Next, He Xu heard Koeman's sneer, "Is that so? I don't think it's necessary anymore. Ajax also gave He a birthday gift, that is, let him take a good rest and rest indefinitely. until he leaves."

He Xu shrugged, such a big gift?Then I really have to thank you very much...

(End of this chapter)