Four hundred and twentieth-seventh chapter find out (3)
Wang Ai nodded with his hands on his shoulders. To achieve such accuracy at such a long distance requires very demanding control of his footwork. Moreover, there is wind in the stadium, and people's conditions also fluctuate.
Hao Junmin was encouraged and shot the second ball very quickly. Unfortunately, this shot only had 1 ring, and the error expanded to more than one meter. The third shot took another careful aim for a while before shooting, 4 rings, and the 4th ball
,3 rings,5th ball,5 rings.
The applause was warm. This kind of rigid technical display can best reflect who is higher and who is lower. There are not many quantifiable skills in football. Except in the gym, most of the purely technical aspects must be reflected in confrontation. Like
Hao Junmin was named by Wang Ai in this way. After it was shown, everyone would naturally make comparisons.
The ball within the 3rd ring can be controlled by the receiver without moving, which means that he can have more energy to focus on confrontation, blocking and protection during the game. Balls outside the 3rd ring usually need to move one step to control, which is also counted.
nice shot.
Hao Junmin stopped playing after playing five rings. Wang Ai didn't say how many he would play anyway. Next is Wang Yongpo. Wang Yongpo's short passes within 20 meters are good, but the forwards rarely need long passes, so
A little nervous, he had to observe carefully for a while before every kick, and the ball speed was also slow. This was equivalent to "cheating", which made the boss Hao Junmin dissatisfied. But Wang Yongpo didn't care about that, and still "worked hard" to complete five
, the final ring number was actually one ring lower than Hao Junmin.
When the last ball hit the ground and the news of the "target reporter" came, Wang Yongpo raised his hands in the air and came off triumphantly.
Wang Ai smiled and turned around: "Who else wants to try?"
Other teammates are eager to try, but they are not very familiar with Wang Ai, so they are embarrassed. Although Wang Dalei has had contact with Wang Ai, they have only had a few contacts. Although they are all young people of eighteen or nineteen years old, the gap is huge.
After all, the distance between them and Wang Ai is still a bit timid.
"Boss, please show me how awesome you are." Wang Yongpo persuaded.
Wang Ai looked at him and shouted, Wang Yongpo shivered. This smile was the psychological shadow of his childhood!
Wang Ai waved, and captain Cui Peng pushed all five balls at his feet over one after another. Wang Ai stepped on them one by one and said: "It's begun!"
Then, he lowered his head and looked at the instep of his right foot, the inside and outside of his left foot, the inside and outside of his right foot, and except for the first ball, which he briefly observed, the others came in succession.
"Bang bang bang", five footballs fell one after another, and the white smoke was thrown into small balls. After kicking, the "target reporter" said "5 rings, 5 rings...25 rings, awesome!"
While shouting, Wang Ai looked at his teammates. Except for a few who looked excited, most of his teammates, especially the midfielders and backfielders, looked shocked.
The distance is 40 meters, the ball is served quickly, and each one hits the penalty spot. Even if you throw it by hand, you can't throw it so accurately. And if they recall it for a while, they will remember that Wang Ai's last four balls are all curve balls! This
Much more difficult than the parabola sent by the instep!
They know very well how big the gap is in between, and how much hard training is needed to fill such a gap. It doesn't seem to be much different, but it is like the 9 after the decimal point in the purity of gold. Every additional 9 increases in quantity.
The impact is very small, but it is very difficult to achieve and is getting bigger and bigger.
Just like shooting, the closer to the full ring, the greater the difficulty. The difference between a shooting champion and an ordinary person may be dozens of rings, but the difference between a shooting champion and a shooting runner-up may be only a few tenths of a ring!
These not-so-decent accuracy can often determine whether a goal is scored or not. It is magnified through the game and is the difference between 0 and 1, the difference between "no" and "yes"!
"Everyone, come and try." Wang Ai greeted other teammates. Seeing that everyone was a little shrunk, Cui Peng, the current captain, had to step up and kick first, and deliberately kicked two of them, causing the others to laugh, and finally regained the atmosphere.
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Everyone understands that this is the most basic technique, but it also requires the most effort. If you can master this technique to the level of Wang Ai, then what else needs to be said about the angle and landing point of your shot? Look at Wang Dalei crying.
Face. A team’s forwards, wingers, and attacking midfielders all need to have this kind of footwork, but you’re still going to make it impossible for the goalkeeper to survive?
"How are the strengths of my teammates?" After dinner, Wang Ai took the afternoon training video from Kang Si in his room and asked Kang Si by the way.
After all, Kang Si also spent two years at Depor with Wang Ai. At that time, Depor was at its peak. As a spectator of the six-time champion, even though he was just a small assistant, his vision was probably better than that of some professionals.
Football people are even bigger.
"It's okay, much better than Depor's youth team, and much better than Chelsea's youth team." Kangsi said sincerely.
"That's it? This is a national brand!" Wang Ai made a fuss.
Kang Si shrugged. There are more than 200 clubs in more than 200 countries in the world, and there are more top-level clubs than the five major leagues. That is to say, the Chinese always have this delusion because of their population base.
"When will everyone in our country who is engaged in football believe in me? The seeds I have sown have withered." Wang Ai sighed.
Kang Si shrugged again and saw that Wang Ai looked unhappy before saying: "Leagues in various countries are internal circles, and external technological changes have little impact on them. If China, Japan and South Korea jointly organize a league, you can see that you
The Chinese football community is eager for new technologies."
Wang Ai greatly admired this whim: "Your idea is very strange, but it's a pity that it can't be realized at all. Even if you do it, there is a high probability that the club will spend high prices to buy foreign players instead of practicing skills in a down-to-earth manner.
One is a quick success, the other is a slow start, or even the predecessors plant trees and the latter enjoy the shade, who is willing to put in the effort."
Kang Si nodded and suddenly said: "By the way, your two former teammates, how do they feel after you tested them yourself?"
"Ah?" Wang Ai immediately caught up with the assistant's jumping thoughts: "It's not bad, at least it's better than the worst I expected. After all, there is a goal, that is, I am in front of them. But the others are...ah!
When can they be more nervous?"
Seeing Wang Ai's exaggerated expression of distress, Kang Si held his chin with one hand and laughed. After Wang Ai finished complaining, he asked: "Um, are you planning to take over this team by showing off your skills like this in front of me? I can take over the team."
Is it seen as a demonstration on your part to the other team members?"
"I never thought about it." Wang Ai shook his head: "Maybe those guys said I was just showing off and it was nothing special..."
Before she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. After Kangsi opened the door, a large group of people came rushing in, including the 87 National Youth League.
