Author: You Wei Yanmei

The next day was the club training day, preparing for the 9th round of the weekend against St. Gill United against St. Gill United as usual. Wang Feng was the first player to arrive. After the administrator opened the training ground for him, he began to warm up.

At this time, the club's head coach Met Magrit and the assistant coach also came to the scene. After they glanced at Wang Feng, they entered the conference room to prepare for tactical explanations. The assistant coach said while busy: "Mr. Magritte, I think this player Wang is very serious and I don't know if there is any chance to play."

Magritt nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, I have never seen a player so serious in the second division, but his level is really too slow, and it is also related to not having experienced systematic youth training. Look at his status today, we are short of people on the wing."

Soon the players also came to the training ground one after another. Many people on the team actually had some hostility towards Wang Feng, because his hard work would highlight the idleness of others. However, since Wang Feng was not threatened, no one would deliberately provoke him. But the situation today is different. Perhaps because he heard some news, the guy Paul walked towards Wang Feng.

He stared at Wang Feng contemptuously and said, "It seems that our yellow-skinned monkeys have no memory. Football is not something that monkey creatures can play with." After hearing this, Wang Feng was angry and clenched his fists and was about to give him a hard time. At this time, Rennie quickly inserted it between them and pushed Paul and said, "Get out of the mess, you can only talk, and you will become a soft-footed shrimp on the court."

After saying that, he stopped Wang Feng for a moment and whispered: "Wang, he deliberately angered you, don't be fooled by him." Wang Feng stared at Paul fiercely and replied to Rennie: "I know I will defeat him and replace him in the training match." Rennie patted his shoulder with satisfaction to show encouragement.

The head coach also came to the training ground at this time. He stared at Paul and Wang Feng. Seeing that Wang Feng was not provoked by him, Paul spitted on the ground and did not dare to continue to entangle, so he walked away.

The head coach looked at Wang Feng with a meaningful look and asked everyone to start warm-up training. Wang Feng also meticulously performed technical movements, jogging, jumping on the spot, and raising his legs. He could clearly feel his physical condition in every activity, and adjust his strength and frequency to achieve the best state.

Then he practiced the ball and back-run. In the past, this event was Wang Feng's fatal point. He often threw the ball away and was ridiculed by his teammates. Paul thought today was no exception, so he deliberately lined up in front of Wang Feng and whispered: "Look at my performance well, it's trash."

Paul had a good result after running, and he was ranked in the middle level, so he seemed even more proud. When it was Wang Feng's turn, head coach Magritte walked up to him and told him: "You must suppress the strength, pay attention to the control of the ball, don't be too nervous about time, and make sure you don't lose the ball and then gradually accelerate."

Wang Feng nodded to the coach, took a deep breath, and his mind was outlined as he felt like he was dribbling the ball in the park yesterday, and started his running. At the beginning, he needed to fine-tune it, but the run was smoother and faster and faster, but the ball seemed to stick to his feet. The players around him couldn't help but be stunned.

Is this still Wang Feng they know? I'm afraid no one in the team can achieve this speed of running away from the ball. After he finished running, he ranked first in the team. Rennie couldn't help but be overjoyed, and smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, buddy, it seems that your hard training has finally come true. Is this what you told me last time, what to do, how to accumulate strength?"

Wang Feng smiled, then walked to Paul and responded to his previous provocation: "This is called dribbling, garbage." Paul's face turned pale, but there was nothing to refute for a while. In the following dribbling training, Wang Feng also showed his amazing speed ability.

Seeing this, the assistant coach smiled and said to Magrit, "It seems that Wang Feng is in very good condition and his technical level has also improved. He is at a time of rapid development. Hard work will always bring rewards." Magrit nodded slightly, and his mind was planning to focus on Wang Feng.

Wang Feng performed well in passing training and shooting training. After the initial adjustment, he always made continuous progress and made people's eyes shine. After all the basic training was completed, it was already noon. The players went to have dinner together in groups, and Wang Feng and Rennie were naturally together.

Renni said as she walked, "Wang, you performed so well today. Did you hear that you had the chance last time, so you exploded?" Wang Fengze said, "I always fight when I see the opportunity." Renni nodded and said, "Yes, it was a training for the ball in the afternoon, and it was your weakness. If it really doesn't work, I'll let you go, just come and grab me."

"The key point is when it comes to the confrontation. Try to score a goal for the coaches to see." Wang Fengze looked helpless: "Am I that weak? I still need you to let go. I am very confident now. I still want you to pass more balls to me in the afternoon."

The time for meals and lunch breaks flew in a flash, and it was soon time to continue training. The coach divided all the players into several groups for ball grab training. I wonder if it was intentional. He divided Wang Feng, Paul and Rennie into the same group, and even asked Wang Feng to be the one who grabbed the ball first.

Paul stepped on the ball and looked at Wang Feng contemptuously: "I think you're just lucky in the morning. This time I will play with you as well as before." After that, he kicked the ball to another player and gave him a hint of hinting. The player had a good relationship with Paul, and he understood it and kicked the ball back.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Feng would still run around like a headless fly like usual, he suddenly stretched out his legs and intercepted the ball just right. In less than a minute, it was Paul's turn to grab the ball in the circle. The head coach on the sidelines' eyes lit up, and Wang Feng's skills seemed to have indeed improved.

On the training ground, Paul stared at Wang Feng angrily. He would never have thought that this coward who could not grab the ball on weekdays would have completed the steal so quickly today. He could only walk into the circle unwillingly and play the role of the monkey who was teased.

Wang Feng was not too excited, but was a little enlightened. In the past, his eyes were focused on the ball, so his body's reaction was always slower. Now the senses reminded him to pay attention to the movements and strength of the player when he was taking the ball, and to judge the passing path. As long as he stretched his feet just right, he could break the ball.

In the next round of ball grab training, many players passed the ball to Wang Feng as if they had discussed it in advance, which caught him off guard and was intercepted by Paul after a while. But Wang Feng didn't care, and was even a little excited. He wanted to find out whether his ideas were feasible.

Sure enough, when the ball came to Paul's feet again, Wang Feng observed that he had a fake shot, and his center of gravity was tilted to the left, as if he was going to pass to the left, but in fact he wanted to pick the outside instep to the right. So Wang Feng also pretended to block the pass from the left, and suddenly turned to the right, and easily grabbed the pass.

Paul was a little angry. He must have targeted me on purpose. But head coach Magrit's eyes became brighter and brighter. He knew that this was definitely not a coincidence. Wang Feng must have judged that Paul's shot would make such a clean and neat steal. It seems that he has become more powerful.

Training continues.

When Wang Feng received the pass from his teammate again, he accurately judged the direction of Paul's force, and tricked him into the wrong place with a fake move, and then easily passed the ball out until he received the ball again. After several rounds, he actually played with Paul for several minutes, making him stand in the circle panting and staring at Wang Feng fiercely.

(End of this chapter)
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