My Football Super Training Ground

Wang Yang is very square.

I’ve never seen a kick so awesome.

Five seconds, from midfield steals to goals, the novel does not dare to write so, what is the fastest goal time in world football?

Wang Yang didn’t know, but he felt that it couldn’t be faster than this.

Don’t?

Will I, Wang Yang, go down in history in this shameful background?

Wang Yang was a little hesitant.

Fortunately, Lin Lei didn’t know what was going on in Wang Yang’s head.

Otherwise, he would have to pump the sole of his shoe on Wang Yang’s face.

How big of a face do you have to be to put this kind of ‘casual play’ that can’t even reach the level of the Chinese A B training tournament on the world stage?

How about insulting professional players!

The game resumed, and it was Wang Yang who kicked off.

It stands to reason that the normal kick-off in midfield should be the striker, but a school game is not so fancy.

Wang Yang has the biggest face in the class, and as the eldest brother in the class, he still has the right to open a ball.

It’s just that if he were given the right to choose again, he would choose not to open the ball.

Because he had just passed the ball, and when the ball was passed back to his feet, the ball was lost again.

Or Lin Lei.

Same footwork, same process, same taste.

This time, Lin Lei did not bring forward alone, but passed the ball back.

After all, seven or eight people rushed towards him in a swarm, and the fool took the ball and seven or eight people singled out.

As soon as he turns around, he can hit people, Ronaldo can’t rush over, there is no space.

Lin Lei, who got the ball, waited for three or four seconds, and then drove directly to the front court with a big foot.

It’s not a long pass for the guidance of the professional arena, or it’s just a big foot in the front court, what accuracy, landing point, these are not in his consideration.

After all, asking him to make a precise long pass is difficult for him.

Just execute the tactics given by Lin Lei.

‘Get the ball, go straight to the front near me, as long as it doesn’t go out of the touchline, the ball is within ten meters of me, and it won’t count me. ’

This is the tactics that Lin Lei explained to his own players.

The kind of ‘breakthrough’ that dribbled the ball was to kick the ball out of one or two meters, Lin Lei looked tired.

Long passes to grab the landing point, simple.

This ball pass is a little big, Lin Lei catches up with the stop angle is also average, this stop ball was stopped by him more than two meters, like this kind of stop, in the training ground is to be ridiculed by Fan Binbin.

Of course, enough is enough here.

Run two quick steps, adjust your posture, volley and the ball into the net.

2:5.

The whole process took about 30 seconds.

In one minute, two goals were scored.

Lin Lei didn’t feel excited at all, the king played the bronze game, casually CARRY, couldn’t get excited.

The third kick-off of the eighth shift.

Wang Yang drove the ball directly to the back after the whistle.

He was afraid.

If the ball was lost from under his feet, he felt that he could take a break from school, which was too humiliating.

Lin Lei did not move, but in addition to the goalkeeper and two defenders, the others rushed into the opponent’s half.

‘If the opponent falls on the back, you will press it all and press it, and if you grab it, you will pass it to me, and if you can’t grab it, the other side will definitely open a big foot to the front. ’

This is also the tactics explained by Lin Lei, and the ten people in the second class have never felt that playing football is so simple as at this moment.

Obedient, run and live.

Sure enough, in the face of the crazy grabbing of the second shift, the back line of the eighth class could not withstand this pressure at all.

Although their average level is higher than that of the second class, it is not much higher, it is probably the level of bronze one pair of bronze five, bronze five is desperate to rob, bronze one can’t stand it.

A long pass in the backfield, directly to Wang Yang.

Wang Yang did not receive it, Lin Lei had already predicted the landing point in advance and was waiting there, and this ball was not so much passed to Wang Yang as it was passed to him.

Carry the ball forward.

Wang Yang wanted to block it, Lin Lei shook him directly in a simple sideways disguise, and Wang Yang, who was standing behind Lin Lei, looked like a pitiful wooden stake.

Twenty-three or four meters away from the goal, Lin Lei shot with his foot.

In fact, Lin Lei’s current long-range shooting ability is not strong, but in this kind of field, as long as the shot is played on the opposite side of the goalkeeper or the high ball in the left and right corners, it is basically a must.

After all, the school’s pitch is not a grass at all, and the goalkeeper flew to save the ball, which is looking for death, not to mention, even if he wants to fly to save it.

The role of this goalkeeper is roughly equivalent to a simple obstacle in Lin Lei’s eyes, and the threat is a little greater than Wang Yang.

After all, Wang Yang should be regarded as an internal traitor of the eighth class to a certain extent, and these three balls all have Wang Yang’s ‘assists’.

The third ball took a little longer, about two or three minutes.

3:5.

Three balls, one in less than four or five minutes.

The girls watching the second class are crazy, they don’t know anything about football, but they know the sense of honor of the class.

Now that Lin Lei is so strong, as a member of the second class, their faces naturally have light.

The cheers of more than fifty girls made the other players in the second class straighten their chests, and in this yin and yang class, there were really not many opportunities for the girls in the class to cheer for themselves.

Although, they just rubbed along.

Wang Yang was completely stunned, this will have a picture in his head, in the future, when he walks in school, when others introduce him, it is no longer ‘Sanda Little Prince’, but the ‘assist little expert’ of the second class.

He could even imagine the dozen girls in the class pointing at him.

This day, can’t be lived!