Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu

Inter training base on Monday.

The breeze is blowing and the sun is shining.

Assistant coach Reinado, with a blue-black whistle on his chest and hands behind his back.

Under his command, Inter's first-team midfielders stood in a row and practiced shooting.

"Here, pass the ball to me, I'll do it back, and then you guys keep the ball and shoot straight at the goal, pay attention to the low pressure, don't give me a plane, hit the goal frame

!" "Everyone has one chance per round, do ten push-ups if they don't score!" "

Lukaku, you go first!" Lukaku

stretched out his huge arm towards Reinado, gave a thumbs up, and said confidently:

"Okay, I'm ready!"

He first passed the ball heavily to Reinado and then started quickly.

A pair of swollen eyes, staring at the football that Reinado gently did back, facing up, black whirlwind shot

! Goalkeeper Handanovic with a focused expression, muscles tight, hips subconsciously made a downward pressing motion, ready to jump to save! Handa

slowly stood up straight, did not move, neck twisted behind the net.

Lukaku's shot hit the anti-aircraft gun, high and far, and accurately hit a manual cart forty meters away!

"Eh..."

Lukaku held his bald head in his hands, a little confused.



three seconds later, a dirty word came from a distance.

"Whose feet stink!"

Uncle Modi, the gray-haired stadium administrator, ran to the side of the cart with an iron shovel and shoveled grass while cursing repeatedly.

"Uncle Modi, it's Lukaku's plane!" Barrera shouted at Modi.

"Let Lukaku shovel you after training!" Brozovic smiled, touching his chin.

"Lukaku, you shot quite accurately, you did it on purpose

!" "It must be intentional, last time Uncle Modi took Lukaku's sneakers wrong, Lukaku is retaliating!" In

the face of the ridicule of his teammates, Lukaku spread his hands and looked unconvinced

, "Don't laugh at me, there are times when you play often, you kick in and then press!" Reinado

smiled, "Next, Barrera!"

Barrera greeted the ball and came with a curved ball to shoot

! Swoosh~

Chua

! The football responded to the net!

"Pretty, in good shape!" Assistant

coaches Reinado and Barrera gave a thumbs up.

Subsequently, Gagliardini, Lautaro, Sanchez and others shot one after another, some entered, some did not.

Ye Chen was the last to appear.

He twisted his neck, moved his ankles, unclogged his meridians, and prepared to pass the ball to Reinado.

"Wait!"

goalkeeper Handanović pressed his index finger against his palm and signaled a pause.

"What's wrong?" asked Reinado.

"Step back a little, retreat to thirty meters away," Handanovich pushed his hands forward with a serious expression, "Ye Chen can't shoot at such a close range, the difficulty is too small, it's not fair!"

Since our captain and the old comrades in the team have said so, can we not listen.

Ye Chen took ten steps back and retreated thirty meters away.

"Coach, catch

the ball!" Ye Chen accurately handed the ball to Reinado with a horn bow, and then started to rush forward! Reinado

saw the confident Ye Chen and thought:

"I have to make it more difficult for him!" The

previous players received Reinado's smooth rolling back pass, but Ye Chen received a half-height ball with an arc this time.

"Don't stop the ball, shoot the goal, Ye Chen!" Reinado shouted immediately after passing the ball.

The surrounding teammates all stood in place, watching Ye Chen's shot.

Even Lukaku, who played the plane, stood at the end of the team, leaning out his big black bald head sideways

, "Nima, such a fast return pass, or a half-high ball, Ye Chen is estimated to be on a plane like me!"

Lukaku was a little complacent, he judged by the shooting footwork of a regular striker, Ye Chen had no effect on this ball.

Haha, I am finally not the only one who angrily fights anti-aircraft guns.

Reinado's ball was indeed very difficult to pass

, there was speed and power, and it was a half-high ball, flying towards Ye Chen's waist.

This kind of low and low ball, the players are very disliked, if on the field, teammates pass themselves like this, it is a knife mountain ball, if the receiving player is not good with the ball, you will curse.

But Ye Chen's challenge is even greater, he can't stop the ball, he has to shoot!

After Reinado wore it, he also felt a little big in it.

He originally wanted to rub a high ball and challenge Ye Chen, but the pass was heavy.

As a coach, Reinado believes that under this kind of incoming ball, Ye Chen is impossible to shoot, because there is no room to swing his legs.

"My..."

He quickly raised his hand to apologize to Ye Chen, indicating that he had spread the word.

But in the next second, the

scene in front of him shocked Reinado

! Not only Reinado, but also other Inter players on the field were dumbfounded!

"This, this Nima, how is it possible!" Lukaku held his head.

"Aha? I read that right!" Lautaro's eyes were about to fall out.

"This can also shoot, it's too against the sky!" Sanchez's eyes showed fear.

"Vozh, I know that Ye Chen can do it, hahahaha!" Ye Chui Barrera jumped on the spot excitedly

! Boom! Ye Chen shot! In the face of Reinado's "ill-intentioned" incoming ball, Ye Chen's body instantly soared into the air with his strong waist and abdomen core strength

!

The ground plane seemed to be half a meter too high by Ye Chen, and he soared into the air, and the posture of his sneakers pumping towards the football was also as free as if he was on the flat ground

! "Soaring tiger shooting!" "

Boom

! Tiger down the mountain

! Tiger roar!

Goalkeeper Handanovic, only felt a reaction flash in front of him!

His retina, without even capturing the exact trajectory of the football, heard the crisp sound of the ball crashing into the net in his left ear -

Chua!

....

......

Barrera chewed gum in her mouth, and put her right hand on Ye Chen's shoulder.

"Hey

, don't be lazy, the movements are standard!" "Say you Lukaku, don't pout your ass, parallel to the

ground!" "Gurry, your arms are going to sink, it's going to be ninety degrees, I'm staring at you boy!"

he teased teammates who didn't score and sat helplessly on the ground with push-ups, and began to blow Ye Chen.

"Good fellow," Barrera patted Ye Chen's back, "Why haven't I seen you use this trick before, it's so handsome, handsome and explosive!" Ye Chen

smiled, "This is thanks to Reinado, if it weren't for his good ball pass, I really wouldn't have been able to play such a beautiful goal!" "

Hahahaha, you can really talk, didn't you see the moment you shot, Reinado's expression, this guy is probably scared stupid, hahaha!"

"He said to go and look at the camera on the pitch after training and replay it, how the hell did you get this ball, hehe!"

Barrera paused, his eyes dripping.

"Ye Chen, if you can use this trick in the Champions League final against Barca, I guarantee that this year's Pushkash will be yours. "

Yes, when the time comes, you send me a pass like Reinado, and I promise to score it for you!"

Barrera spread his hands and said in an exaggerated tone:

"In these games, you are getting better and better, playing the Milan derby in the last round, playing four joys, directly knocking their head coach Pioli out of class, Milan's captain Romagnoli was sent to the second team to reflect because of his war criminal-level performance, and played with a group of youth team children."

"Ye Chen, you can't be too cruel when you play football, leave your opponent a little way to live!"

Barrera told the truth.

In the last round of the Milan derby, AC Milan was shot 7-0 by Inter seven times, Pioli was announced on

the team's bus, and Milan's native Italian captain Romagnoli was stripped of the captain's armband and sent to the second team.

Ye Chen smiled coldly and said disapprovingly:

"You have to fight to death

!" "Let them shout before the game, this game will forever be engraved on the pillar of shame of AC Milan, just like the night in Istanbul, it will become a must for the post-match inventory many years later!"