At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, after the tactical class, Mo Yang found Asensio, the physical fitness and strength coach, to consult on how to quickly improve the body's confrontational ability.
But Asensio told him that there are no shortcuts to physical training and can only be done step by step.
Unless he hires a personal training team to serve him, then the training effect will be maximized and it is possible to achieve the results he wants.
Mo Yang's face turned dark when he heard this. It would be too much for him to hire just one person, but he also wanted to hire a team!
So Mo Yang came to the base gym gloomily.
As soon as he entered the gym, he saw captain Cooper, Koch and Aylin training inside. Moyang's eyes suddenly lit up and he ran over happily!
"Captain, can you teach me strength training?"
Mo Yang quietly appeared in front of Cooper, with a look that looked like he wanted to eat someone. Cooper, who was doing sit-ups, was so frightened that he almost jumped to his waist.
"Strength training?" Cooper sat up, picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, and looked at Mo Yang with interest, "How far do you want to train?"
Mo Yang blinked, his face a little dazed, and after thinking about it, he said in a very serious tone: "Practice to the point where whoever dares to hit me will fly away!"
"Plop!" A sound!
Koch, who was doing back presses at the side, rolled over from the equipment and lay on the ground giggling.
Opposite Aylin, who was doing a bench press, was not much better. His face turned red from holding back the pressure, and he put the barbell back in his hands with difficulty, then burst into laughter.
"Hehe!" Mo Yang looked around, scratched his head and smiled like a fool.
Although I don’t know what these guys are laughing about, it doesn’t matter, just laugh along with me. As long as I’m not embarrassed, then someone else will be embarrassed.
"Yang, that's a monster you're talking about!" Cooper's mouth twitched and he was extremely speechless.
Mo Yang smiled sheepishly and let Hou share all his thoughts.
"Yang, you absolutely can't practice like the rest of us!"
"Yes, yes, if you follow our method, it will definitely destroy you!"
Several people gathered together and listened patiently to Mo Yang's specific demands. Their faces suddenly became extremely serious, and they all started to warn Mo Yang not to practice blindly.
Cooper organized his words and then said solemnly: "Yang, you are completely different from us. We are all defenders, so we need to make our bodies as strong as possible. Our bodies are our weapons!"
"But you are a midfielder, and your technical characteristics determine that you must not become a muscular person, otherwise your flexibility will decline significantly, which would be a disaster for a technical player like you!
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"Ah!" Mo Yang was confused and frightened, "Yes, yes, is it so serious?"
"Yes!" Aylin took out his phone and pointed at the screen, "He is an example!"
"Cristiano, Ronaldo?" Mo Yang looked at the photo. It was a young photo of Cristiano Ronaldo when he was at Manchester United. He looked a little thin.
"Look at this again!" Aylin pulled out the video highlights of Ronaldo's current games.
"Oh! So strong!" Seeing Cristiano Ronaldo take off his clothes to celebrate after scoring a goal, he was envious of his tendons. "I want so many muscles too!"
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When the three Coopers heard Mo Yang's envious tone, they looked at each other and covered their foreheads, feeling a little headache for a moment.
Did we let you see this? What’s the point? Alas! What a silly boy!
"Don't you find that his current style is a bit different from before?" Koch pointed to the video and said, "Look at this extraordinary move. It's not as agile as he was at Manchester United. Instead, he uses his body to knock away the opponent's players.
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"If you look closely at his extraordinary moves, do your movements seem a bit stiff?"
"Yes!" Mo Yang nodded!
"Yang, Cristiano's training is inseparable from his physical talent. You see in the video, although he has trained himself into a muscular man, it seems that his passing movements are a bit stiff, but he still has good flexibility. This
It’s just physical talent that others can’t learn.”
"But you are different. Flexibility and flexibility are your weapons, not some bullshit body. Unless you want to turn yourself into a purely defensive midfielder, but believe me, that is not a good idea!"
"And your positions are different too!"
"I can also play winger! I'm also very fast!" Mo Yang pursed his lips and smiled shyly.
As soon as these words came out, Cooper and Aylin were almost scared to death.
Good guy! Good guy! Good guy!
If the bald old man Bielsa knew that Yang had the idea of playing winger after being dissuaded by the three of them, the three of them would definitely be humanely destroyed immediately.
If a nuclear-armed midfielder loses his big daddy, no one among them will die. Not to mention Bielsa, even Bamford and Wood can tear them apart.
Cooper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with some guilt: "Yang, you should learn from Messi. Although he is also a winger, his body has become stronger without affecting his flexibility. His body is not bad.
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"Yes, yes!" Aylin and Koch nodded.
"That's right!" Mo Yang's eyes lit up when Cooper mentioned Messi, "Messi's confrontation is not bad!"
But soon, Mo Yang frowned, widened his eyes and asked innocently: "But how do I practice to become like him!"
"Why do you want to be like him!" Cooper glared and answered the question, "Yang, you are who you are, you don't need to be like him!"
In fact, Cooper doesn't know how Mo Yang can train so that he can maintain good flexibility like Messi and have very strong physical resistance at the same time.
This is beyond the scope, okay!
He is just a small central defender in the English Championship. Although he has some experience in strength training, he is still blind when it comes to things that are too professional.
At the end of the conversation, the three Coopers said this and immediately packed up and left the gym. They were really frightened by Mo Yang's idea of playing winger.
God knows what fantastic ideas this guy will come up with if the conversation continues. What if he wants to play goalkeeper? Sylvester must fight with the three of them.
After the three Coopers left, Mo Yang, who was stunned for a moment, didn't dare to practice anymore.
To be honest, although he wants to increase his physical strength to gain good physical resistance, he is not willing to sacrifice his body's flexibility if it is not necessary.
After all, sometimes it feels quite cool to use those cool moves to surpass others on the court, but the risk is a bit high, and if you don't pay attention, you will have to be in a wheelchair.
Mo Yang stayed in the gym for two hours, used the equipment to perform some basic muscle training, and then left in a state of confusion.
As soon as I walked out of the gym, the old phone in my pocket rang.
Seeing that it was Grandpa Reed calling, Mo Yang was startled and immediately answered the call.
"Yang, are you free?"
"Reed, I didn't train in the afternoon, I just came out of the gym!"
"Okay, the little pepper next to the city hall is waiting for you!"
"ah!"
"Hey! Reed!"
"Dudududu..."
"Little pepper? What is that?" Mo Yang put away the phone with a puzzled face, turned back to the dormitory to wash up and went out immediately.
After taking a taxi and arriving in front of the city hall, Mo Yang looked around, then saw a restaurant called Red Pepper Jing Sichuan Restaurant, and immediately rolled his eyes.
As soon as he walked into the store, Mo Yang was surprised. Almost all of them had oriental faces.
Listening to Shanghainese, Wuhan, Cantonese, and various domestic dialects ringing in his ears, Mo Yang suddenly felt as if he had returned to China.