At 9 o'clock in the morning, everyone from Southampton's second team gathered on the training ground.
Head coach Mike is an old acquaintance of Wang Xiaodong, and he welcomes Wang Xiaodong's willingness to come to the second team to train during the holidays.
In the past, most players who had this kind of "holiday" went to have fun, have fun, or go on an overseas trip, which was euphemistically called "relaxing the body and mind."
Wang Xiaodong only stayed home for two days and then took the initiative to join the second team. This is really rare in England!
Especially at Wang Xiaodong's age, he is young and energetic and has little experience in the world.
It is difficult for young people who become famous at a young age and whose abilities cannot control their achievements to grasp the direction of their lives. If they deviate even slightly, they will take the wrong path.
For a young player like Wang Xiaodong who didn't want to indulge in entertainment and wanted to practice his basic attack, Mike welcomed him and felt relieved.
Wang Xiaodong is indeed a malleable talent!
As for Wang Xiaodong's bad temper and the fact that he knocked down four main players in just one night, in Mike's opinion, this is nothing to worry about!
There is a way for players to get along with each other. If someone asks the coach to resolve "internal conflicts", the result will be isolation from other teammates!
So when they saw four people with eight black eyes, everyone remained silent and acted as if nothing happened.
"Yawn~~~"
Just when Mike was about to call his name, Wang Xiaodong arrived late.
"Dong, what did you do?"
Mike could understand that Sullivan had dark circles under his eyes. What the hell were Wang Xiaodong's two dark circles under his eyes?
"It hit me!" Wang Xiaodong replied casually.
Others were even more confused.
You can still understand if you get a black eye, but two?
Doesn’t this make us look like fools?
But seeing that Wang Xiaodong had no intention of explaining, Mike thought about it for a moment, nodded and ordered: "Dong, come back to the team! Young man, please pay attention to your health! Don't forget that you are still a football player!"
"Yes." Wang Xiaodong replied weakly and stood directly next to Lallana.
"Everyone, turn right, run and walk!"
Mike blew the whistle and everyone started running around the playground.
Wang Xiaodong followed at the end of the row, his legs a little weak.
"Damn Vivian!"
Wang Xiaodong cursed this vicious woman in his heart.
Knowing that he had to train the next day, he actually sent something like that to himself!
In a short ten-minute video, Vivian herself used seven postures to demonstrate the prerequisites required to release the magic of water splash.
Accompanying the chanting of the incantation that gradually became louder and louder, finally, under the last plan, a brilliant magic was successfully released.
Although there was no two-person interactive exercise as expected, Wang Xiaodong watched Vivian Guang's teaching demonstration more than ten times, and memorized every step and every level of spell, which ultimately resulted in two thick dark circles under the eyes. .
"Why is it only yours?" Wang Xiaodong immediately sent a text message asking after waking up in the morning.
"Disappointed, aren't you?" Vivian's text message reply was full of pride, "Is my figure better, or Emma's?"
"Get out!" Wang Xiaodong couldn't lie without conscience, but he didn't want to compliment the other person either.
"I still have dozens of G interactive exercises!"
Looking at Vivian's reply, Wang Xiaodong pressed the button tremblingly, and replied "without conscience": "You have a good figure."
...
The schedule of the second team is not as full as the first team, with only 22 league games in a season. But in addition to the league, there is also the FA Youth Cup to participate in.
Although Southampton is weak, its youth training is very strong, and it is even possible to win the championship this season.
During the break, Wang Xiaodong and Mike learned more about Bell's current situation.
"It's not that I don't let him play, it's that he doesn't want to play!" Mike said helplessly.
"Although his leg injury has healed, the injury in his heart has not healed yet."
"He has been looking for opportunities to express himself, but you also know how good you and Theo were in your debut in the British Championship. Bale has been afraid that his debut will not be as good as yours."
"And ever since that injury, he has been very concerned about his legs, for fear of getting injured again."
"As a result, his strength has been greatly reduced. Although he has been training his upper limbs, he dare not bear any weight on his lower limbs!"
Wang Xiaodong nodded after hearing this and came to Bell wearing his falcon.
"Great Sage, let me be your sparring partner!"
Bell was practicing four-corner passing with his teammates at this time. When he saw Wang Xiaodong approaching, he pulled the ball back with his right foot. He took half a step back and instantly kicked the ball from his right foot to his left foot.
The ball hit the arch of his left foot and bounced forward. Bell caught up with the ball and then made a Marseille spin, calmly dribbling the ball away from the narrow space composed of three teammates.
Wave your sleeves, and you won’t bring half a cloud.
It is really impressive that such fine ball control skills come from a tall man of 1.85 meters.
The moment Bell passed the ball, even before the others could react, he was slashed and pulled away, and he stood out from the only gap.
If it were Wang Xiaodong, he would not be able to break through unless he knocked down or knocked the three of them away.
"Don't run away in a hurry, Great Sage, what did you do those few times just now? Teach me!"
Wang Xiaodong circled around and ran to Bell again with a playful smile.
This time, Bell still didn't give Wang Xiaodong face.
With a slight push of his right foot, he kicked the ball through Wang Xiaodong's wicket without missing a beat.
The two legs suddenly accelerated and rushed past Wang Xiaodong from the right side.
Lallana on the side quickly covered his eyes after seeing it. He remembered that in a British Championship game, Wang Xiaodong was instantly angry after being crotched by someone. He turned around and grabbed his opponent's jersey, pulling him down directly. On the ground.
Now that Bell actually used such a provocative way in front of Wang Xiaodong, I'm afraid Bell is "not going to die soon."
However, what surprised Lallana was that after being beaten, Wang Xiaodong still stood there holding his waist, as if nothing happened just now.
Just when everyone thought that Wang Xiaodong was showing mercy and was about to let Bell go, Wang Xiaodong suddenly said: "Isn't this just showing off your skills? A guy who can't even play in the second team, don't you want to hear from the seniors in the first team? Can I teach you the experience?”
Hearing the keyword "first team", Bell, who was just about to leave with the ball, seemed to have been cast a restraining spell and was instantly nailed to the spot.
"Young people should not be so arrogant and arrogant, and should humbly ask for advice from those who are better than themselves..."
"Fake, how are you better than me?" Bell couldn't bear it anymore, turned around, grabbed Wang Xiaodong's collar, and asked loudly.
Wang Xiaodong narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and also grabbed Bell's collar.
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Xiaodong's arm slowly rose like a hydraulic machine, and Bell's heels gradually lifted off the ground, crossing his feet, looking really embarrassed.
Hiss~~~
Everyone gasped.
"It turns out the rumors are true!"
"This guy can really lift people up with one arm!"
"It's too scary. You really shouldn't mess with such a guy!"
This scene made the foursome who were repaired by Wang Xiaodong last night no longer dare to say anything.
There were quite a few members of the second team who were members of the trial team. Wang Xiaodong raised a scout like this on the first day of trial training. His teammates didn't believe it when they told him about it.
But now, everyone is silent.
"This is the first place where I am stronger than you." Wang Xiaodong controlled his strength, slowly put Bell down, and patted the dust on his collar.
He stepped on the ball and pointed to the goal not far away, "Did you see the crossbar and the right upright?"
Boom!
With a slight twitch on the instep, the ball shot out.
It flew over a distance of more than ten meters and hit the intersection between the right column and the beam accurately.
Bang bang bang bang!
There were four more crisp sounds in a row, and even Mike, who was not far away, was stunned.
"I'll give you ten chances. If you succeed three times, I'll give in. How about that?"
Bell looked at the ball at his feet and then at the goal not far away.
Swallowing, he swung his left leg under everyone's gaze.
Bang!
The kicked ball hit the net.
Unfortunately, it neither hit the post nor the crossbar.
"Impossible...This is impossible!" Bell shook his head with a look of disbelief.
The second ball has been kicked to his feet, but the Welshman has not kicked it again.
"Nothing is impossible!" Wang Xiaodong patted Bell on the shoulder. "In the first team, I have to take 500 free kicks every day. At this distance, my aim point is only so big."
As he spoke, Wang Xiaodong used two fingers to draw a circle the size of a football.
If a fifteen-meter free kick that does not pursue power or speed can hit such a large target point, the aiming value can even be increased by 7 points at a time.
With the help of others, Wang Xiaodong can kick 15-20 times in one minute.
A player with weak legs would not be able to sustain such a long period of high-intensity training.
But Wang Xiaodong did it easily.
Now, even if he doesn't have to aim for the talisman, at least 1-2 of his five kicks will hit the crossbar or goal post.
"So, young man, you are still young, you need to practice more!"
Wang Xiaodong looked like someone who had come before him and continued to persuade him: "What? Are you convinced this time?"
Bell turned his head and his upper and lower lips trembled constantly. It was obvious that he was having a huge ideological struggle in his heart.
After a long while, looking at Wang Xiaodong who looked as naive and smiling as Maitreya Buddha, the always proud Monkey King finally lowered his noble head.
"Dong, I was wrong, let's train and improve together!"
