Goodbye national football!I have the opening goal card!

Chapter 11【011】Frustrated Bangzi Jin Zaicheng (please recommend)
Three days.

Because of Xu Tie's contribution to the match against Schalke this time, he won three days of free time for himself.

But he didn't just relax, and still kept his training schedule full.

From 6:00 to 7:00 in the morning, practice passing with Vega for an hour;
Rest for 15 minutes and practice hitting the ball until 8:30 to maintain the best ball feel.

Then breakfast started, no pork.

Just canned salmon, two pieces of lettuce, a medium-rare steak, whole-grain bread and 500g of milk.

Xu Tie made up his mind that he would never touch beer, pork or fried food in his football career.

After dinner, I rest for an hour and practice half-time coordination with my teammates until noon.

Take a nap for an hour and a half after a meal.

Followed by aerobic training for half an hour jogging.

Next is speed training, running back and forth on the court for 10 minutes.

Strength training is also indispensable, including twenty pull-ups.

10 dumbbell squats.

Russia reversed 10.

10 arms flexion and extension.

The duration of each exercise is short, but there is no more than 30 seconds of rest between exercises.

Next is a short afternoon tea time.

Xu Tie only drank three cups of Ceylon Highland black tea and a plate of beef dumplings.

Listen to music for 25 minutes and quickly get into the zone when you return to the court.

Dump the ball, short pass, long pass, stop the ball, stop the ball with the thigh, stop the ball with the chest, practice it all.

At five or six in the afternoon, the players on the court became sparse, and Xu Tie officially started banana ball shooting practice.

He wanted his muscle memory to be familiar with the feeling of the banana ball that far away.

Of course, at first, I was afraid of cheating, and secondly, if I didn't rely on the long-range banana ball card, I wouldn't be able to achieve such long-distance power.

boom!
boom!
As short-distance banana balls hit the net one after another, Xu Tie felt that he was gradually adapting to that technique.

Maybe, as long as we increase the intensity of leg strength training in the future, it will only be a matter of time before we master the super-powerful and super-curved banana ball.

bell bell bell...

As the sun set, Xu Tie, dripping with sweat, sat alone on the steps of the club's auditorium, watching the green grass gradually blending into the golden sunset. The projection of the setting sun stretched his shadow very long, until the ringing of his cell phone interrupted his conversation. Daydreams about the future.

"Hello? Ersha, what have you been doing recently? I read in the newspaper that you refused to play for any national competition in the future, and you even had a quarrel with your domestic teammates and coaches?!"

On the other side of the phone, my mother Zhang Lan’s questioning voice came.

Zhang Lan is a strong woman. She divorced her husband when Xu Tie was ten years old and relied on business to open a restaurant. She worked hard to bring Xu Tie up and train him to become a football player. Xu Tie's education since childhood was to let Xu Tie serve the motherland. She compared herself to the mother of Meng who moved three times.

How can you tolerate yourself cultivating a traitor?
"No, Mom, I returned to China briefly some time ago, and I didn't have time to visit you because of the short time."

"However, I was squeezed out by coach Yang Wei from the domestic youth training camp. He took advantage of others and let another player play in the same position as me, and let me stay where I was. It’s the truth! Why, he told the media that I was disobedient and then broke with the motherland?!”

Xu Tie's teeth were chattering when he said this, and the appearance of Yang Wei, a middle-aged greasy man, appeared in his mind.

Based on what he knew about Yang Wei, that old boy would probably do something like this.They simply don’t distinguish between right and wrong, confusing right and wrong!
Hearing his son's justification, Zhang Lan on the other side of the phone fell silent.

The son she raised herself, she knew it.

Xiao Tie is stubborn and strong, he would rather have his legs broken than lie!
Since what the son told is the truth, he must have added fuel to the media and confounded right and wrong after being ostracized.

Judging from the general environment of domestic football, even an outsider like Zhang Lan understands how dark it is.

Although she is a strong woman, she does not have many connections in the football circle, and she does not have a good relationship with any leaders or superiors. Her background is similar to that of ordinary people.

It is not impossible for my son to be pushed down by others!

She couldn't help but tremble with anger, when will Xia Guo Football stand up!
"Son, what are you going to do? These sons of bitches are paying high wages and not doing anything about human affairs. They are manipulating insider information. It was originally their fault, but now it's all on you! No! Go and argue with them!"

Zhang Lan on the other side of the phone, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She wanted to stand up for her son and hold a press conference first.

"Don't be impulsive, Mom."

Xu Tie called to stop his mother. Just now he thought about it a little, and knew that this matter should not be rushed.

Domestic football leaders and even some media are like wolves and rats. At this time, I am talking lightly. Even if I defend myself, what effect will it have?
If you don't draw a tiger well, you won't be able to turn it into a dog.

If someone randomly changes what you said and releases it out of context, it will be another unfavorable situation for him.

"As of now, I just want to play football abroad with peace of mind and develop well. When my strength improves and I can't be underestimated by the national team, I will naturally have the right to speak."

"At that time, my son, I will naturally prove my innocence in public and let everyone see how dark the domestic football world is."

When Xu Tie was very young, in addition to playing football, he also liked to read Jin Yong's novels. He felt that he made this choice.It is in response to "Do not use the hidden dragon" and the purpose is to develop the "flying dragon in the sky".

That's right!
Three days later it was another sunny weekend.

The football match between the clubs is in full swing.

Stuttgart plays at home against Dusseldorf, ranked 6th, which is also a young rival!
Before the game, due to Xu Tie's recent performance, more than 200 local fans came to the auditorium early, wanting to see the face of this young Asian player.

The atmosphere became noisy early, which immediately boosted Stuttgart's attendance rate.

The players in the locker room before the game also understood this.

Kim Jae-sung, the genius of the Republic of Korea who was the substitute, was the first to refuse to accept it. He wiped the water dispenser with a rag while chattering to others.

"I have known for a long time that the boy from Xia Guo knows some kongfu. In fact, I can also do it. When I was three or four years old, I learned it from the master in the temple... You know James, having said that, kongfu was invented by our Republic of Korea. This is clearly recorded in history, hey, hey, don’t leave!”

The black boy James shook off the hand of Kim Jae-sung, the genius of the Republic of Korea, and said helplessly: "You know Kim, our pyramids in Egypt are very famous..."

"I know I know..."

"It is said that your Republic of Korea was also built. In fact, as we all know, your Republic of Korea built everything in the universe. This is something that the aborigines of the earth know..."

"Ah, right...huh?" Jin Zaicheng kept nodding in agreement, but when he heard the last sentence, he realized something was wrong.

If everything on earth was created by the Republic of Korea, then why are they such a small country now?

Are you still often annoyed by beautiful countries?
Jin Zaicheng blushed with shame and kicked the water dispenser.

"Damn it, James, you can make fun of me, but don't make fun of our great Republic of Korea!"

Brother Hei laughed, ignored him, and walked towards Xu Tie, who was seriously preparing for the game.

Compared to that ugly stickman, Hei Ge didn't joke at all when talking to Xu Tie, and his attitude was as respectful as a pilgrimage!

(End of this chapter)