Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Inter Milan training base on Monday.

The wind was blowing and the sun was shining brightly.

Assistant coach Renaldo, with a blue and black whistle on his chest, and his hands behind his back.

Under his command, the midfield players of Inter Milan's first team stood in a row and practiced shooting.

"Come on, pass the ball to me, I'll do it back, and then you shoot directly without stopping the ball, pay attention to keep it low, don't give me a plane, hit it towards the goal frame!"

"Everyone has one chance per round, and those who fail to do ten push-ups!"

"Lukaku, you go first!"

Lukaku stretched out his huge arms towards Renado, gave a thumbs up, and said confidently:

"Okay, I'm ready!"

He first passed the ball heavily to Renardo, and then made a quick start.

A pair of bulging eyes stared fixedly at the football that Reynado lightly played back. He went head-on, and the black whirlwind shot!

Goalkeeper Handanovic has a focused expression, his muscles are tense, and his hips subconsciously make a downward movement, ready to jump to save!

The momentum is heavy, "boom"!

Handa stood up slowly, without moving, his neck twisted behind the net.

Lukaku's shot hit an anti-aircraft gun, high and far, and accurately hit a manual cart 40 meters away!

Bang!

The cart overturned with a sound, and the weeds inside splashed all over the ground.

"Forehead……"

Lukaku held his bald head in both hands, a little dazed.

Is this my level?It stinks!

Three seconds later, a curse word came from a distance.

"*￥#%￥! Whose feet are so smelly!"

Uncle Modi, the grey-haired groundskeeper, grabbed a shovel, ran to the cart, shoveled grass, and cursed.

The Inter Milan players queuing burst into laughter!

"Uncle Modi, it's Lukaku's plane!" Barrera yelled at Modi.

"Let Lukaku shovel grass for you after training!" Brozovic touched his chin and smiled.

"Lukaku, you shoot quite accurately, you did it on purpose!"

"It must be intentional. Uncle Modi took Lukaku's sneakers by mistake last time. Lukaku is taking revenge!"

Facing the ridicule of his teammates, Lukaku spread his hands and looked unconvinced.

"Don't laugh at me, there are times when you can play well, and you will push after you score!"

Renaldo smiled, "Next, Barrera!"

"coming!"

Barrera stepped forward to meet the ball, and made a curved shot!

swoosh~

chua!

Football hits the net!

"Beautiful and in good condition!"

Assistant coach Renardo and Barrera gave thumbs up.

Subsequently, Gagliardini, Lautaro, Sanchez and others shot one after another, some of them scored, and some did not.

Ye Chen was the last to appear.

He twisted his neck, moved his ankles, dredged his bones, and prepared to pass the ball to Renaldo.

"and many more!"

Goalkeeper Handanovic put his index finger on his palm to signal a timeout.

"What's wrong?" Leonardo asked.

"Back up a little, back to 30 meters away," Handanovic pushed forward with both hands, with a serious face, "Ye Chen can't shoot at such a close range, the difficulty is too small, it's not fair!"

Renado and Ye Chen looked at each other and smiled.

Since our captain and the old comrades in the team have said so, how can we not listen.

Ye Chen took ten steps on his hind legs and retreated to 30 meters away.

"Coach, catch the ball!"

Ye Chen accurately handed the ball to Renado with a horn bow, and then started to charge forward!

Seeing the confident Ye Chen, Renardo thought to himself:

"I have to increase the difficulty for him!"

The previous players received Renaldo's smooth rolling back pass, but what Ye Chen received this time was a half-high ball with an arc.

"Don't stop the ball, take a shot, Ye Chen!" Renardo shouted immediately after passing the ball.

The surrounding teammates stood in place, watching Ye Chen's shot.

Even Lukaku, who hit the plane, stood at the end of the line, sticking out his big black bald head sideways,

"Nimma, such a quick return pass, it's still a half-high ball, Ye Chen probably wants to masturbate like me!"

Lukaku was a little complacent. He judged from the shooting style of a regular striker that Ye Chen's goal was useless.

Haha, I'm finally not the only one who hit the flak angrily.

Renaldo's pass was indeed very difficult!

It has speed and power, and it is a half-high ball, flying towards Ye Chen's waist.

Players don't like this kind of ball that is neither high nor low. If a teammate passes him like this on the court, it will be a knife-mounted ball.

But Ye Chen is facing a greater challenge, he can't stop the ball, he has to shoot!

After Renado finished wearing it, he also felt a little too big.

He originally wanted to hit a high ball and challenge Ye Chen, but the pass was heavy.

As a coach, Renardo believed that Ye Chen would never be able to shoot under such a ball, because there was no room for him to swing his legs.

"mine……"

He hurriedly raised his hand to apologize to Ye Chen, expressing that he passed the big picture.

But in the next second, the scene in front of him shocked Renardo!

Not only Renardo, but other Inter Milan players on the field were also dumbfounded!

Bang!

"This, this damn, how is it possible!" Lukaku hugged his head.

"Aha? I read it right!" Lautaro's eyeballs were about to fall out.

"This can also shoot, it's too heaven-defying!" Sanchez's eyes showed fear.

"Wori, I knew Ye Chen could do it, hahahaha!" Ye Chu Barrera jumped in excitement!

Bang!

Ye Chen made a shot!

Facing Renaldo's "bad intentions" ball, Ye Chen instantly soared into the air with his strong waist and core strength!

This time, Immortal's side whip shot was a tiger jumping high and condescending to shoot!

The ground level seemed to be half a meter too high by Ye Chen, he soared into the air, and the gesture of pumping his sneakers towards the football was as freely swaying as he was on the flat ground!

"Air-flying tiger shot!"

boom!

Tigers come down!

Tiger howl!

Pounce on the mountains!

Goalkeeper Handanovic felt a flash of reaction before his eyes!

His retina didn't even capture the exact trajectory of the football, but he heard the crisp sound of the football rushing into the net in his left ear——

chua!

……

……

Barrera was chewing gum, with his right hand resting on Ye Chen's shoulder.

"Hey, don't be lazy, the action is standard!"

"What about you, Lukaku, don't stick your butt up, keep it parallel to the ground!"

"Gary, the arm is going to sink, it's going to be ninety degrees, I'm staring at you kid!"

He joked about those teammates who didn't score a goal and sat helplessly on the ground doing push-ups, and then started bragging about Ye Chen.

"Good guy," Barrera patted Ye Chen on the back, "Why haven't I seen you use this trick before? It's so handsome, so handsome!"

Ye Chen smiled, "Thanks to Renardo, if it weren't for his good pass, I really wouldn't be able to kick such a beautiful goal!"

"Hahahaha, you really know how to talk. You didn't see Renado's expression when you shot the goal. This guy must have been shocked, hahaha!"

"How did he say?"

"He said that after the training, he would check the cameras on the stadium and replay it. How did you score the ball, hehe!"

Barrera paused for a moment, rolling his eyeballs.

"Ye Chen, if you can use this trick in the Champions League final against Barcelona, ​​I guarantee that this year's Pushkars will be you."

"Okay, when the time comes, you send me a pass like Renardo, and I promise you will score!"

Barrera spread his hands and said in an exaggerated tone:

"In the past few games, your condition is getting better and better. In the last round of the Milan derby, one hit four, and their head coach Pioli was dismissed directly. The performance at the first level was sent to the second team for reflection, and I went to play with a bunch of kids from the youth team."

"Ye Chen, you can't play football too cruelly, leave a little room for your opponent!"

Barrera was telling the truth.

In the last round of the Milan Derby, after AC Milan was shot seven times by Inter Milan 0-7, Pioli was announced to be fired on the team's bus!

And Milan's native Italian captain Romagnoli was stripped of the captain's armband and sent to the second team.

The entire Milan team was beaten to pieces by Ye Chen!

Ye Chen smiled coldly, disapprovingly said:

"You have to fight to the death!"

"Let them clamor before the game. This game will forever be engraved on AC Milan's pillar of shame. Just like the night in Istanbul, it will become a must for many years after the game!"