NOVEL FROG Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu
Chapter 212
After Ye Chen calmed his mood, he sat down on the large deerskin sofa in the living room.
He looked at the instep of his foot and only felt that his foot was itching.
Picked it, still felt itchy.
"If only there was a football, I dribble against the sky now, I really want to have a ball, try the foot feeling!" Ye
Chen is a training maniac, when he was in the training base, thanks to the configuration of such a giant club as Inter Milan, sufficient training facilities, and countless footballs, he could provide himself with training.
Therefore, Ye Chen's home does not have any football-related training facilities.
Not a single football.
Actually, this is not surprising.
Ye Chen lives in a high-end apartment in the San Siro area, not a villa with a single courtyard.
Some players live in villas, yards of three or four acres, build a small futsal field, in their spare time, with family and friends, and even their own dogs, playing ball on the grass, quite comfortable.
But the apartment does not have such conditions, even if it is a high-end apartment, it is impossible to build a football field for you to play at home.
Ye Chen scratched his head, thinking that he would not wait until he arrived at the training base tomorrow and try it again when he was training.
However, he always felt itchy.
His gaze looked at the unopened roll of toilet paper on the table.
Toilet paper wrapped in light, thin plastic wrap looks like it falls apart easily.
Ye Chen found the tape, wrapped it up and down, left and right four or five times, and tied the toilet roll.
Ye
Chen wore slippers, not football boots, it stands to reason that it is not very good to flip the ball.
However, when the toilet roll paper ended the slipper surface for the first time, Ye Chen felt that he had a score in his heart!
It was at that moment that the falling roll paper was gently bounced up like a football!
"Hahaha, interesting!" Ye
Chen became more and more excited, and he turned three or four hundred of his feet in a row, and then with a little force on his toes, he turned the ball heavier, and he used his knees to start tossing and turning.
Toilet rolls, although wrapped with tape, will not fall apart, but the shape is still a regular cylinder.
Compared with the ball of football, the cylindrical roll has sharper boundaries at the upper and lower ends.
Once the sharp boundary touches the instep, it will produce an irregular rebound force, which will
bounce off! But the roll paper is like a round sphere under Ye Chen's feet, no matter where it touches the instep, it can bounce up steadily, and there is no sign of bouncing off at all.
This is naturally due to the fact that after Ye Chen's dribbling was upgraded to 105, he had the most heaven-defying ball sense in world football, and he could always find the most suitable time to touch the ball!
This kid, when others came to Ye Chen's house, they all rang the doorbell politely, but Barrera never saw outside, and was used to smashing the door with his fist.
"Ye Chen, open the door, things are bought, open the door!"
came Barrera's rough voice.
Ye Chentuan was happy, and he didn't want to stop, so he went to open the door while tossing and turning.
"Hey, I bought all the eggs and noodles you want from the Chinese supermarket, let's eat egg burritos tonight... Well, why are you tossing the ball at home?"
Barella stood curiously in the doorway, carrying a plastic strap.
But in the next second, he found the clue.
Ye Chentuan is not a football, but a bucket of
toilet roll! "Yo, you kid still has two strokes, is this to learn those Internet celebrities who play ball juggling!"
Barrera entered the door with a smile, put the eggs and flour in the bag on the dining table, and looked at Ye Chentuan toilet roll with interest.
The main midfielder of the Italian national team, usually on the court, also likes to play some unconventional juggling moves, such as scorpion tail swing pass, heel bumping, etc., the ball feeling is first-class stick.
Therefore, I am quite interested in Ye Chentuan's action of sanitary paper.
"Yes, the ball sense is good, at least dozens of them can be turned upside down
, you can!" Ye Chen glanced at him
, "Laozi turned more than six hundred, you didn't see it!" "More than six hundred, you
brag about you!"
Barrera pouted.
As a professional player, if you want to say that you don't play fancy ball, it's so honest, as long as you don't feel tired, it's okay to take a thousand breaths.
But to say that the upside-down paper can be hundreds, Barrera felt that Ye Chen was bragging.
Although
tennis is small, it is still a sphere, and it is easier to control than this cylinder.
"Okay, then I'll start counting now, you can show me five hundred!" Barrera disagreed, and took out her mobile phone to record Ye Chen.
Ye Chen kicked the toilet roll onto the sofa.
"No upside-down, no difficulty, no fun!"
Barrera raised her middle finger to Ye Chen, with a look of disdain.
"Just pretend you, I know you can't turn a hundred!" he
took out flour and eggs from the bag, "You said yesterday that you would make me Chinese delicious egg pouring flatbread, I brought you everything, how to make it, it's delicious, is this thing delicious, is there a hot pot delicious?" Ye
Chen saw the egg that Barrera took out, rolled his eyes, and slapped his thigh!
"Bring it to me and show you this egg!"
Barrera handed Ye Chen an egg.
Just as he was sitting at the dining table, frowning, and looking at the Chinese research on the flour bag, a strange sound sounded in his ears.
It was a slight, but very clear sound.
Barrera turned her head and froze for an instant!
"Ah—what are you doing!" An
egg was on Ye Chen's feet raised back and forth, rhythmically bouncing, falling, bouncing, and falling...
The
fragile eggshell made contact with the surface of Ye Chen's slippers, making the sound that it was about to shatter, but it did not shatter.
Because every time the egg fell, Ye Chen did not directly give it a counter-action force to bounce it up like a toilet roll paper.
Kicking like this is no problem for toilet rolls and football, but for eggs, it will undoubtedly smash its thin eggshell!
I saw that when the egg fell, Ye Chen's instep followed the direction of the vertical fall of the egg, and at the same time pressed down, which is equivalent to a cushion that unloads, dragging the egg, and then gently raising it and throwing the egg to the chest high position.
The fragile egg, under Ye Chen's feet, is as obedient as an ordinary football!
It didn't look like he was playing with a ball, but like a superb acrobatics!
Barrera was horrified to watch from the side, he was
afraid that Ye Chen would kick the egg to pieces if he was not careful.
It's not that I feel sorry for the money for this egg, this money is nothing to a player like them.
But Barrera was extremely nervous, as if the egg was a bomb, which could explode at any time and blow up a foot of egg liquid!
"Lie down, be careful, be careful, don't break
!" "Slow down, slow down, you're crazy, you're awesome, how did you do it?"
Barrera quickly took out her mobile phone, opened her own background homepage of the social software, squatted on the ground, approached Ye Chen, and carefully recorded Ye Chen.
Ye Chen glanced at Barrera's trembling hand, "Stay away from me, don't use your phone to hit the egg!"
"998,999,1000!" As
Ye Chen turned the egg to 1000, Barrera used his trembling finger and hit the stop button to end the 10-minute video.
Ye Chen was also tired, so he held the egg in his hand and put it on the table to rest.
Barrera grabbed Ye Chen's egg, looked left, looked right, and shook it up and down twice.
The
pale yellow egg liquid splashed his chest!
"Vozh, it's really eggs, really eggs!"
Barrera glanced at Ye Chen with the eyes of looking at aliens, and then immediately uploaded his video to social software, @ Bastoni, Lukaku, Lautaro and several other well-connected teammates in the dynamic.
[God, I witnessed a miracle, you guys come and see, Ye Chen actually turned the egg again!]
He looked at the instep of his foot and only felt that his foot was itching.
Picked it, still felt itchy.
"If only there was a football, I dribble against the sky now, I really want to have a ball, try the foot feeling!" Ye
Chen is a training maniac, when he was in the training base, thanks to the configuration of such a giant club as Inter Milan, sufficient training facilities, and countless footballs, he could provide himself with training.
Therefore, Ye Chen's home does not have any football-related training facilities.
Not a single football.
Actually, this is not surprising.
Ye Chen lives in a high-end apartment in the San Siro area, not a villa with a single courtyard.
Some players live in villas, yards of three or four acres, build a small futsal field, in their spare time, with family and friends, and even their own dogs, playing ball on the grass, quite comfortable.
But the apartment does not have such conditions, even if it is a high-end apartment, it is impossible to build a football field for you to play at home.
Ye Chen scratched his head, thinking that he would not wait until he arrived at the training base tomorrow and try it again when he was training.
However, he always felt itchy.
His gaze looked at the unopened roll of toilet paper on the table.
Toilet paper wrapped in light, thin plastic wrap looks like it falls apart easily.
Ye Chen found the tape, wrapped it up and down, left and right four or five times, and tied the toilet roll.
Ye
Chen wore slippers, not football boots, it stands to reason that it is not very good to flip the ball.
However, when the toilet roll paper ended the slipper surface for the first time, Ye Chen felt that he had a score in his heart!
It was at that moment that the falling roll paper was gently bounced up like a football!
"Hahaha, interesting!" Ye
Chen became more and more excited, and he turned three or four hundred of his feet in a row, and then with a little force on his toes, he turned the ball heavier, and he used his knees to start tossing and turning.
Toilet rolls, although wrapped with tape, will not fall apart, but the shape is still a regular cylinder.
Compared with the ball of football, the cylindrical roll has sharper boundaries at the upper and lower ends.
Once the sharp boundary touches the instep, it will produce an irregular rebound force, which will
bounce off! But the roll paper is like a round sphere under Ye Chen's feet, no matter where it touches the instep, it can bounce up steadily, and there is no sign of bouncing off at all.
This is naturally due to the fact that after Ye Chen's dribbling was upgraded to 105, he had the most heaven-defying ball sense in world football, and he could always find the most suitable time to touch the ball!
This kid, when others came to Ye Chen's house, they all rang the doorbell politely, but Barrera never saw outside, and was used to smashing the door with his fist.
"Ye Chen, open the door, things are bought, open the door!"
came Barrera's rough voice.
Ye Chentuan was happy, and he didn't want to stop, so he went to open the door while tossing and turning.
"Hey, I bought all the eggs and noodles you want from the Chinese supermarket, let's eat egg burritos tonight... Well, why are you tossing the ball at home?"
Barella stood curiously in the doorway, carrying a plastic strap.
But in the next second, he found the clue.
Ye Chentuan is not a football, but a bucket of
toilet roll! "Yo, you kid still has two strokes, is this to learn those Internet celebrities who play ball juggling!"
Barrera entered the door with a smile, put the eggs and flour in the bag on the dining table, and looked at Ye Chentuan toilet roll with interest.
The main midfielder of the Italian national team, usually on the court, also likes to play some unconventional juggling moves, such as scorpion tail swing pass, heel bumping, etc., the ball feeling is first-class stick.
Therefore, I am quite interested in Ye Chentuan's action of sanitary paper.
"Yes, the ball sense is good, at least dozens of them can be turned upside down
, you can!" Ye Chen glanced at him
, "Laozi turned more than six hundred, you didn't see it!" "More than six hundred, you
brag about you!"
Barrera pouted.
As a professional player, if you want to say that you don't play fancy ball, it's so honest, as long as you don't feel tired, it's okay to take a thousand breaths.
But to say that the upside-down paper can be hundreds, Barrera felt that Ye Chen was bragging.
Although
tennis is small, it is still a sphere, and it is easier to control than this cylinder.
"Okay, then I'll start counting now, you can show me five hundred!" Barrera disagreed, and took out her mobile phone to record Ye Chen.
Ye Chen kicked the toilet roll onto the sofa.
"No upside-down, no difficulty, no fun!"
Barrera raised her middle finger to Ye Chen, with a look of disdain.
"Just pretend you, I know you can't turn a hundred!" he
took out flour and eggs from the bag, "You said yesterday that you would make me Chinese delicious egg pouring flatbread, I brought you everything, how to make it, it's delicious, is this thing delicious, is there a hot pot delicious?" Ye
Chen saw the egg that Barrera took out, rolled his eyes, and slapped his thigh!
"Bring it to me and show you this egg!"
Barrera handed Ye Chen an egg.
Just as he was sitting at the dining table, frowning, and looking at the Chinese research on the flour bag, a strange sound sounded in his ears.
It was a slight, but very clear sound.
Barrera turned her head and froze for an instant!
"Ah—what are you doing!" An
egg was on Ye Chen's feet raised back and forth, rhythmically bouncing, falling, bouncing, and falling...
The
fragile eggshell made contact with the surface of Ye Chen's slippers, making the sound that it was about to shatter, but it did not shatter.
Because every time the egg fell, Ye Chen did not directly give it a counter-action force to bounce it up like a toilet roll paper.
Kicking like this is no problem for toilet rolls and football, but for eggs, it will undoubtedly smash its thin eggshell!
I saw that when the egg fell, Ye Chen's instep followed the direction of the vertical fall of the egg, and at the same time pressed down, which is equivalent to a cushion that unloads, dragging the egg, and then gently raising it and throwing the egg to the chest high position.
The fragile egg, under Ye Chen's feet, is as obedient as an ordinary football!
It didn't look like he was playing with a ball, but like a superb acrobatics!
Barrera was horrified to watch from the side, he was
afraid that Ye Chen would kick the egg to pieces if he was not careful.
It's not that I feel sorry for the money for this egg, this money is nothing to a player like them.
But Barrera was extremely nervous, as if the egg was a bomb, which could explode at any time and blow up a foot of egg liquid!
"Lie down, be careful, be careful, don't break
!" "Slow down, slow down, you're crazy, you're awesome, how did you do it?"
Barrera quickly took out her mobile phone, opened her own background homepage of the social software, squatted on the ground, approached Ye Chen, and carefully recorded Ye Chen.
Ye Chen glanced at Barrera's trembling hand, "Stay away from me, don't use your phone to hit the egg!"
"998,999,1000!" As
Ye Chen turned the egg to 1000, Barrera used his trembling finger and hit the stop button to end the 10-minute video.
Ye Chen was also tired, so he held the egg in his hand and put it on the table to rest.
Barrera grabbed Ye Chen's egg, looked left, looked right, and shook it up and down twice.
The
pale yellow egg liquid splashed his chest!
"Vozh, it's really eggs, really eggs!"
Barrera glanced at Ye Chen with the eyes of looking at aliens, and then immediately uploaded his video to social software, @ Bastoni, Lukaku, Lautaro and several other well-connected teammates in the dynamic.
[God, I witnessed a miracle, you guys come and see, Ye Chen actually turned the egg again!]
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