Sidney Stadium on July 26

Yesterday, Mad Johnson gave these newcomers to the fan team a basic physical fitness test and stipulated that those who failed the exam would have to get up at four o'clock every morning to receive training on time from now on.

Today, all six people were forced to get up before dawn without exception.

At about four o'clock, everyone appeared on time in the open space outside the stadium to prepare for a morning run; if they hesitate, they might be beaten up. After all, their coach is a lunatic.

In a trance, Li Kai still felt that the most basic physical fitness test that Johnson said was not something that humans could accomplish. But life is precious, and he dare not complain; or they had no time to think, because no matter what you were doing, they could pick up a basketball and smash it into your face at any time, and call it "passing the ball". After that, there will be even more difficult ordeals waiting for you who can't even catch the pass.

Within two hours from 4:00 to 6:00 in the morning, the team members had to run twenty kilometers. It was probably because the young people lacked exercise and experience. In the 50th minute, Qi Yu chose a dog belt; in the 52nd minute, Duan Fengchen successfully fled; his subsequent teammates could only step on their bodies with tears and continued to move forward. The veteran Nandong, who had finally persevered for an hour, finally covered his heart and looked at the blood-red morning glow that oozed out of the sky in the distance, and fell down. The other three still maintained a relatively even breathing, and they had time to sigh at the fresh sunrise that dyed the sea red.

Until the sun gradually poked out its head in the sky, the sea surface also showed a sparkling golden color. The three well-trained people finally completed the devilish 20,000-meter marathon on the beach and returned to the stadium one after another.

After witnessing their panting and embarrassed look, Johnson calmly glanced at the timer in his hands and cursed dissatisfiedly: "It's fifteen minutes late. Do you think this is a walk?"

Perhaps it was on the first day that Johnson was particularly proud of his mercy and relaxed his requirements, allowing them to go for breakfast first and then gather at the beach.

From 7:00 to 10:00 in the morning, it is the fishing time stipulated by Coach Johnson. He wants to see who can catch more fish.

Mad Johnson himself is obviously a veteran fishing enthusiast. He skillfully takes out his fishing rod and looks like he can catch Atlantic blue marlin.

Li Kaize was amazed at his unique training method. He just let them run a half-marathon for two hours and vomit. Now he actually spent another three hours of good morning fishing on the beach?

Irias next door seemed to be in a good position, but in fact he had already fallen asleep in one's heart; Mark in the distance was enthusiastic about the smell of various baits...

At around nine o'clock, the sun was already high, and the sea breeze was warm. Li Kai's sleepiness became even stronger. The key was that for more than two hours, none of them caught a fish, including the seemingly professional Mad Johnson.

"Perhaps there are no fish in this sea; it is only because there are too many fishing people that they have the illusion of fish."

Such thoughts arise in people's hearts...

Until a fishing boat on the other end approached the shore, the fishermen unloaded piles of fish, shrimps and crabs from the boat, and they all jumped around and were fresh and vigorous.

The four of them seemed to be four dogs showing their love in front of the couple; they could only sit there in a blind eye and continue to wait for their own fish.

At this moment, the fishing rod in Irias, who was sitting dignified and sleeping peacefully, suddenly jumped a few times. Coach Johnson and Mark rushed away when they saw this! After fiddling for a long time, they successfully restored the fish hook to its original calm.

Li Kai looked at this mysterious sea with a stagnant look, still unable to understand the meaning of this training.

At ten o'clock, Mad Johnson, who had not caught a grain of shrimp but was still calm, summoned everyone to gather on the training ground in the stadium. He wanted to prepare a special training manual for each of them.

Coach Johnson stood in front of the team members holding a technical board, manually modifying their brief information and data one by one:

·Maxim (MAK), 20 years old, 216 cm tall, weighs 125 kg, center forward, endurance, explosiveness, and good physical ability to fight. The overall quality is excellent.

·Nandong (NAN), 28 years old, 200 cm tall, weighs 99 kg, power forward, excellent defense, rebounding ability, and weak endurance.

·YES, 195 cm tall, weighs 88 kg, is swinging man with a swaying force. He has excellent balance, explosive power, endurance and good overall quality.

·Li Kai (LI), 25 years old, 191 cm tall, 80 kilograms, captain, has a vision, overall view, excellent passing ability, high ball skills, and good overall quality.

·Duan Fengchen (DD), 18 years old, 185 cm tall, 68 kg weight, guard, excellent shooting, speed, and bounce. Poor strength, weak ability to pit.

·Qi Yu (YU), 18 years old, 193 cm tall, 80 kg weight, small forward or guard? Newbie, weak physical strength.

After going around, Johnson had roughly had a certain idea of ​​their targeted training.

Not to mention the technology, at this moment, they can only be considered middle and lower in the league in physical fitness and physical strength. While improving their physical fitness, they can only conduct efficient and intensive training according to the team's configuration needs. This is the way to make them adapt to the intensity of the game in the league as quickly as possible.

But the more critical problem is that he can see now only six players. I remember the regulations in the league are: a team must have a player between 7-16 players. Therefore, the current fan team is obviously still an incomplete team; including the coach, he is the only one. Such configuration is not enough to gain a foothold in the league, let alone a greater ideal.

"Now you train yourself. Go to the lounge on time at 2 pm for a meeting." Johnson finished speaking.

During lunch break.

Ai Yi led Nan Yunyun to buy fresh fish that they would never catch in their lives from the fishermen - it looked quite nutritious. Later, she would be responsible for dissecting them all and handing them over to her friends who could burn fish.

On the way back, they happened to meet Zong Zheng who came back from a big city. He had just gotten out of a car and was holding a cell phone in his hand, looking not very relaxed.

In addition to the mountain of work materials that Norton sorted out for him, Tom Brown also sent him new news through the Little Black Six.

Tom: "I have already agreed with the league and the message of eight new team members has also been sent."

Authentic: "Please wait... Why didn't I know we have eight team members?"

Tom: "Because the six players are not enough for the league team's minimum standards. So I included you and reported a secret player without authorization. It will not be disclosed for the time being."

Without waiting for Zong Zheng to reply, Naga Yunyun ran over and hugged his thighs: "Jiushan~" she shouted happily, Zong Zheng bent down and carried her into his hand with a smile.

"Huh? What's wrong with you? It's red." Yun Yuntian pointed at the mark on his collar with his fingers. The latter immediately remembered the subtle traces that could not be washed off no matter how hard he washed it, and he could only be exposed to the sunshine in the summer...

He was as beautiful as Ai Yi, and immediately made up a lie that a child could accept: "It's okay, he was bitten by a mosquito."

Being bitten by a mosquito. This statement is very useful!

So, it didn't take long for everyone to know that Zong Zheng was bitten by mosquitoes when he was in a big city, and the mature adults all knew that he was sleeping with people in a big city.

A friend who has a good relationship doesn’t even shy away from it, just asks:

"What kind of person is the boss of the Big City Team?" Li Kai asked seriously while there was no one.

"He is very skilled..." Zong Zheng blurted out and suddenly found that Li Kai's question was very problematic. He looked up at him and found that he was looking at him with an indescribable look.

Maybe he thought he had gone to bed and obeyed Tom Brown? Zong Zheng was frightened to think carefully and didn't know how to explain it to him, but the fact is that he himself couldn't remember it.

He couldn't tell the truth: he was drunk and unconscious after drinking about half a bottle of red wine while having supper with beautiful coach Miao Qi. He had no impression of what happened afterwards. He only remembered the lemonade and a pot of fresh cranberries on the bedside table after waking up in the hotel suite, as well as Joseph who had been waiting outside the room from some time and his expression of knowing everything...

"It seems you have something to hide from me." Li Kai stared at Zong Zheng with a little unhappy, and the latter chose to avoid talking, saying, "Anyway, Mr. Brown is talking about serious transactions, don't think it's so dirty..." After saying that, he asked him about his coach.

When talking about Johnson, Li Kai suddenly felt tired and said, "We have been tortured by him for a whole day and a whole morning... He said he would have a meeting in the afternoon. If you want to see him now, you can go to the coaching room to have a look."

As the real person in charge of the team, Zong Zheng must have a good relationship with Mad Johnson.

He came to the door with the 'coach room' and knocked politely: "Hello, coach! Can I come in?"

After hearing the response inside, Zong Zheng pushed the door open, but unexpectedly, what greeted him was a basketball that was heading straight towards the door! He was about to hide, but the basketball quickly and mercilessly hit his face!

For a moment, he felt that it was dark in front of him, and it took about two seconds to see the light again; until his mind was no longer so confused, the scorching pain on his face came, and his left ear began to buzz, so that Johnson's sonorous and powerful voice seemed less real...

"Huh? Who are you? I haven't seen you before!"

"You can't be the team boss, are you? Haha!"

"I'm so sorry, I thought it was the player who came to me..."

"Don't call me coach again in the future, just call me Med! But this is good, you can just experience the danger and cruelty on the court!"

Johnson held Zong Zheng's shoulder with his right hand, and held a box of ice in his left hand to apply his red and hot face and ears, trying to alleviate the evidence of his violence, but the latter still had an innocent expression after being beaten.

Johnson had no choice but to say, "Or how about you hit me too? We'll be even."
Chapter completed!