When he returned to the dormitory, Lu Hao thought that he had been fed 10:0 by the hateful little fat man today, and it was like swallowing a dead fly, without any appetite. You should know that in the past, he was fucking the little fat man's goal.

After eating instant noodles, Lu Hao listlessly rejected the college nightlife of his roommates going out to have fun with flowers and climbed onto the bed and went to bed to sleep.

"There are strange things every year, and there are a lot today. I clearly saw "Live Football 8" printed on the CD, but why did it become a whiteboard in just a short while? If it weren't for this affecting me, how could I lose to the little fat man! Yes, that must be it. Get up early tomorrow and Sunday to take revenge!" Lu Hao thought of this, turned over, closed his eyes and prepared to go to bed.

Playing games is also a physical job, and it takes a lot of energy - Lu Haoyu. Under this hypnosis of the quote that he regarded as a classic, Lu Hao quickly fell asleep and had a very wonderful dream.

...

"Where is this?" Lu Hao looked at the green field under his feet in surprise, the goal at both ends in the distance, the dark sky and the empty stands around him. He found himself standing on a football field.

Just as he was puzzled, a thick voice came from behind him, interrupting his thoughts: "Congratulations, young man. You are the second user of this training base."

Suddenly hearing this sound, Lu Hao was startled and turned around and looked at the owner of the sound. He saw a European with high cheekbones, a hooked nose, a wide forehead, and a ball of green hair on his head standing not far away. The strange European was wearing a No. 1 jersey, holding his hands in his chest, and looking at himself with a smile.

"Who are you?" Lu Hao asked carefully.

The weird European didn't answer his question directly: "Haha, young man, you don't have to care about my identity. You just need to know that you can achieve your dream here."

"My dream?" Lu Hao was stunned for a moment, and then said honestly: "My dream is that my wife and children are warming up the kang. They count the money until they have cramps in their hands, and they sleep until they wake up naturally. Can it really help me realize it?"

"Uh..." The Europeans seemed to have never heard these famous Chinese slang words before, and were choked. Then he spread his hands helplessly: "I'm sorry, young man, this place can only help you realize your wish about football."

"Football?" Lu Hao didn't know what to say for a moment. His ideal about football was simpler. An opponent who loves live series, and chasing every generation of live football, this is all his dreams about football.

When the Europeans saw Lu Hao silent, they thought he was doubting his words, they quickly explained: "Young man, the dream of the first user here is to become an excellent goalkeeper of a generation. After training here, he has achieved his dream. His name is Yasin, Lev Yasin. I think you should have heard of this name?"

"I don't know." Lu Hao shook his head honestly. He really didn't know Lev Yasin, one of the greatest goalkeepers in the world. After all, as a pseudo-fan, Lev Yasin is a figure of the old almanac.

Europeans did not expect that the person in front of him was just a pseudo-fan. As far as he knew, being accepted by this space was someone who was full of love for football and had ideals. For this standard, he concluded that Lu Hao was just joking with him and did not take it seriously.

At this time, the European smiled gently: "It doesn't matter, you just need to know that you will be the next Yasin. Oh, sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Galliandro Peter Uyer... Goethe.

"Of course, my name is too long, you can call me Goethe." This European obviously realized that his name of 153 words was a bit difficult to pronounce.

"Hello, my name is Lu Hao." Lu Hao was smart. He knew that the names of Europeans were very long, so he directly ignored the initial introduction of the European in front of him and directly wrote down the last name he said.

"Hello." Goethe smiled at him friendly: "Then let's start the primary training. As a goalkeeper, physical fitness is the most important. Although your physical fitness is far from being an excellent goalkeeper, you don't have to worry. After you complete all the training, your physical fitness will be the most suitable quality for being a goalkeeper on this planet. First, let's start the first training - speed training."

After saying that, Goethe was demonstrating while explaining: "The competition in front of the goal is the most intense in football matches, and there are countless emergencies. Therefore, the speed of an excellent goalkeeper is a necessary quality. Speed ​​includes reaction speed, short-distance displacement speed and action speed."

"This is one of the training methods. Heel-raising and half-squat quickly slide to the side and cross-step running." Goethe half-squatted on the ground, tiptoed and moved quickly parallel to the side. After doing a few times, he made another demonstration of cross-step running. Then, he instructed Lu Hao to try to do this training speed method once.

Lu Hao looked at the entire process and did not think that these two movements were difficult. After hearing Goethe ask him to try it, Lu Hao did it again. After doing it, he looked at Goethe with a little smugness: "Hmph, little thing, can this simple movement be difficult for me?"

Goethe nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, Lu Hao, you did a very good job. Next, lift the heel and half squat and quickly slide to the side for 1,000 times. Run 10,000 meters in cross-step."

Lu Hao felt very satisfied when he heard Goethe praise him at first. But when he heard Goethe's words, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Goethe in a daze.

After about a minute, Lu Hao asked carefully: "Well, are you talking about that side sliding 1,000 times? Cross running 10,000 meters?"

Goethe nodded for granted: "Of course, this is just because your physical fitness is not good. I have reduced some weight appropriately to help you adapt."

"How much has it been reduced?" Lu Hao looked at Goethe with expectation, hoping to hear from him that the training volume was reduced by only one percent.

"Well, it's reduced by about 80%. Goethe mercilessly destroyed Lu Hao's expectations.

"It's only 80% reduced?" Lu Hao secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "If it's 100%, it's not... that slip requires 5,000 times and 50,000 meters to run? Oh my God, it takes half a day to finish it? Well... maybe it takes a whole day."

Goethe interrupted Lu Hao's thoughts again like a devil: "Lu Hao, you still have 99 minutes to complete this training. Please don't waste too much time, so as not to have adverse effects on yourself."

"What adverse effects?" Lu Hao immediately became alert when he heard this. But after only ten seconds, he came to his senses and smiled in his heart: "What's wrong with me? It's just a dream, as for taking it seriously!"

At this time, Goethe smiled gently: "Don't worry, it's only primary training at present, and the adverse effects are only short-term. If you can't complete the training, the corresponding quality will only be reduced in thirty days at most. By the way, you will have 95 minutes to complete the training."

"Hey, this Goethe is still speaking in a good manner, just like the real one. If I hadn't known that I was dreaming, I might have really believed him." Lu Hao grinned and smiled, and a row of white back teeth appeared in front of Goethe.

"Forget it, I'm dreaming anyway, I'm idle, just do it." Lu Hao thought so and immediately started training.

95 minutes later, as Goethe said "time is up", Lu Hao sat on the grass and gasped heavily. He didn't expect that these two trainings would consume so much energy. After 95 minutes, he only did 532 of them squatted and quickly slid sideways. The cross-step run only took 3,000 meters.

"Within one hundred minutes, the progress of completing the fast lateral sliding of the heel lifting half squat is 53.2%, and the progress of completing the cross-step running is 30%. The comprehensive score is 0.4. The punishment of reducing the speed within 30 days is 60%. Goethe fluently spits out a series of data from his mouth.

After reporting Lu Hao's training results, Goethe bowed to Lu Hao and reminded him again: "Lu Hao, there are still three hours and forty-five minutes before you leave here. You can reduce the penalty by continuing to train and improve your grades. Or you can leave immediately. But when you enter next time, there will be a long time. Do you need to leave?"

"Leave, of course, leave." Lu Hao nodded without hesitation: "A dream can make me so tired. If you don't leave this dream earlier, you will have ghosts."

"See you next time!" Goethe said in a gentle and elegant manner.

As Goethe finished speaking, Lu Hao felt that his eyes were dark. The next moment, he found himself lying on the bed, and he didn't feel the feeling of fatigue just now.

"It's true that it's a dream. Go to sleep. Get up early tomorrow to find the little fat man to take revenge!" Lu Hao turned over and tried to make himself feel more comfortable. Not long after, he fell asleep again. But this time he did not dream of entering the court, but had a beautiful dream that all otakus would have.

Early the next morning, Lu Hao opened his eyes, stretched his waist beautifully, and then prepared to get up and brush his teeth and wash his face, and then go to find the little fat man to take revenge.

Unexpectedly, when he got up, he found something was wrong. He clearly felt the same as usual, but he raised his hand and turned his head and other actions that were more than half slower than before.

When he slowly got out of bed, he was frightened to find that he was walking too slowly. It was like a slow motion in a movie.

"Brother, isn't it? I'm playing with me like this?" Lu Hao was scared to death by his slow motion.
Chapter completed!