Chapter 1390: Show (1/2)
When Xia Ruofei walked to the training ground, the team had just finished a stage of training. The players were all relaxing in the field. The coach Lubi saw the bosses come and quickly greeted them.
”Let's come over and take a look.” Zhou Leiyun said with a smile, ”You train yours.”
Although yesterday's game did not win, but in the case of two goals behind the tenacious balance, and Wu Lei also created a penalty, Zhou Leiyun is still quite satisfied with this result.
The most important thing is that Wu Lei’s performance yesterday was very eye-catching. The Spanish club also showed a big face in front of domestic fans and brushed a reputation value, which made Zhou Leiyun very happy.
The reason why he has been operating and introducing Wu Lei is of course to take a fancy to Wu Lei’s influence among Chinese fans.
”Mr. Zhou! Mr. Xia!” Ruby said. ”Everyone's training attitude is very serious. Wu's performance in training is also very good. After a short break, we will conduct a team match.”
Ruby's emotional intelligence is very high. He is very aware of the point that the Chinese boss cares about, so he also praised Wu Lei.
Zhou Leiyun nodded and said: ”Okay, follow your arrangement. Let's take a look at everyone. Coach Ruby, you don't have to accompany us to organize training!”
”Okay, those two are self-sufficient.” Ruby nodded.
The team members carried out some relaxation exercises in an orderly manner under the organization of the assistant coach, and the staff gathered the training equipment in the field, and the football scattered around them was also taken back one by one, because it will be here soon. In the team match.
Xia Ruofei saw a pile of football on the sidelines, and he couldn't help but feel itchy. He still liked to play football in high school. When he was a soldier, he also had a five-a-side football match with his comrades. After just retiring, I basically didn't touch the ball.
The turf of the Spanish club training ground is very good. Xia Ruofei can't help but walk over and kick up a football, and then try to start the ball.
Today, Xia Ruofei wears a loose casual wear, shoes are also newbalance sports shoes, although not special football shoes, but doing some simple sports is certainly no problem.
After all, Xia Ruofei did not touch football for a long time, and the sense of the ball was inevitably reduced. So at the beginning, it was turned upside down five or six times. Because of the control problem, the football fell to the ground.
Of course, this is also because he did not deliberately use his mental power to control, otherwise even if he would not play football at all, football would be like glue on his feet, and he would not fall if he wanted to fall.
However, Xia Ruofei's subtle control of power can be said to be wonderful, and he has a certain football foundation. After a short period of adaptation, he is more and more proficient in the ball, and it is full of rhythm. rhythm.
Zhou Leiyun was older, and at first he saw that Xia Ruofei couldn't help but ran to the side to play football. He also felt a little funny, but he couldn't help but see his eyes as Xia Ruofei became more and more skillful.
Xia Ruofei is full of sixty or seventy, and football has no meaning to fall.
This time, even the eyes of the players and coaches in the field were attracted. They had just relaxed, and they had to start preparing for the match. Now there is nothing wrong with it, so they can't help but come around.
“How much has the summer been over?” Zhou Leiyun looked at Jiang Xiaochen, who had a word in his mouth, and asked.
”86 is down!” Jiang Xiaochen quickly replied, and then immediately counted, ”87, 88, 89...”
He is Xia Ruofei, he has already counted the ball at the beginning, and he didn't think too much. He just thought that it was so long, and the ball continued.
Soon the players and the coaching staff also got accurate figures. Everyone has been counting loudly, some in Spanish, some in Catalan, and in Portuguese, of course, Zhou Leiyun and Jiang Xiaochen. People use Chinese.
In fact, the ball is only a very basic technical action, mainly used to cultivate the player's sense of the ball. These players and coaches present today are just picking one out, and there are dozens of times.
Even some children specialize in practicing the ball, and can continue to bump hundreds of times, even thousands of times.
Therefore, the ball itself does not make people feel amazing.
But Xia Ruofei is the boss of the club. He is not a professional player at all. Even an amateur player can’t count it. It’s amazing to be able to do this.
Moreover, Xia Ruofei's sense of rhythm is very strong. It seems that there is a special rhythm that makes people look very comfortable, and will never worry about him like a man who looks at the ball.
Everyone has a feeling, as long as Xia Rufei is willing, he can always hit the ball until the old days...
”156, 157...”
The sound of everyone’s counting naturally passed to Xia Ruofei’s ear. He was also a person who had seen a big scene. In this case, he would not be in the market at all. On the contrary, he also had some feeling of excitement, as if he had returned to high school. During the period of playing, it was only the coaches and players who stood in the top league at the time. They were all their classmates. If there were beautiful female students, the sense of accomplishment would rise several times immediately.
Xia Ruofei feels that his state is very good. He just added a few fancy moves in the process of throwing the ball. When the ball rotates and falls, Xia Ruofei’s feet fly around the football twice, then lightly under the football. The football suddenly stopped on his feet and did not move.
Then Xia Ruofei slammed harder and kicked. The football suddenly flew up high, at least a dozen meters high, and it was not the kind of ball that went straight straight down.
Xia Ruofei trod a few steps toward the pre-judgment, and the football quickly fell.
Under the influence of gravity, the speed of football falling is getting faster and faster.
Everyone saw Xia Ruofei gently gently on the tip of the football with his toes. The football suddenly stopped, as if it was stuck on Xia Ruofei's toes, and did not move.
From the speed of whistling down to the moment of slamming on Xia Ruofei's toes, the pole moves to a very quiet transition, bringing a powerful visual impact.
Even professional coaches and players can't help but sigh - this action seems simple, in fact, it is a test of football control, even some professional football players, in the face of this straight up speed When the ball is very fast, it is not necessarily sure to stop well.