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Chapter 116 Deeply Stimulated
"In a key Premier League match that just ended, Tyne City beat Waltham 3-2 at home. With this victory, Tyne City surpassed Waltham City and became fifth in the league. Currently, they are only four points away from fourth-placed Sofia United! Of course, Sofia United has not played yet in this round of the league, so this is not the final score difference...

"The star player of this game is Tyne's No.7 Vitini, who scored a hat-trick in this game. This is his first hat-trick since joining Tyne. After just rejecting FC Madrid, Vitini's hat-trick gave all Tyne fans a reassurance...

"Vitini has been performing very well recently and this hat trick proves how important he is to Tyne... It takes a lot of courage to publicly reject FC Madrid and announce that he will stay at Tyne. But he did it, and I think his status in the hearts of Tyne fans must have risen to a higher level..."

Sonny Dean returned home. Without turning on the lights, he walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down in the darkness.

In fact, his performance today was not bad, just average, but compared with Vitini who performed a hat trick, it was a bit pale in comparison.

So far this season, Vitini has scored sixteen goals and is currently the team's top scorer.

Ten of these goals were scored after Wang Lie joined the team...

What the hell!

Do fans and idols really have this kind of bond?

Can playing football next to your idol make you feel like you have divine help?

Is the power of the spirit so strong?
As long as you believe in Wang Lie and admire him from the bottom of your heart, your performance will get better and better?

Is Wang Lie comparable to God?

Dean had question marks in his mind one after another, making him more and more silent in the house shrouded in darkness.

After his eyes adjusted to the dark light, he looked down at his bare feet.

He couldn't help but think of Wang Lie's evaluation of him:
The ankle was not strong enough, so I couldn't score a goal.

He was right. Ever since he injured his right ankle two years ago, his right ankle strength has not been as good as before.

On the one hand, it is because when recovering from an injury, the muscles there cannot be exercised, resulting in lack of strength.

But the more important reason is his psychological trauma.

After returning from injury, he always subconsciously felt that there were hidden dangers in his right ankle and was afraid to exert force.

It's usually fine, but it affects when shooting.

Since that ankle injury, his goal numbers have dropped significantly and his performances are not as good as before.

The media criticized him for becoming decadent after getting a big contract.

A few people also mentioned the impact of the injury on him.

However, most people think that injuries are commonplace for professional players. If they perform poorly when they are injured, then doesn’t that mean everyone can blame their poor form on the injury?

Besides, Dean's ankle injury wasn't a major career-threatening injury.

It's been such a long time since he returned from injury, but his performance has not improved and is always up and down. Is it too much to blame him by saying that it was affected by the injury?

But for Dean, he was indeed affected by the injury.

But the impact is not on the body, but on the heart.

After that ankle injury, Dean was always afraid of a recurrence of the ankle injury, after all, the probability of recurrence of the old injury was too high. The ankle is one of the parts with the greatest burden, and he still has a long career ahead of him. Who knows when he will suddenly have problems in the future?
This is equivalent to planting a bomb in his heart and body at the same time, which may explode at any time.

In order to avoid adding burden to his injured right ankle and increasing the probability of recurrence of the old injury, Dean will consciously reduce the force of his right foot during the game.

This long-term practice of using the left foot to compensate, in turn, increases the burden on the left foot.

So his left foot is actually not healthy.

Physically, he is always in a state of "residual blood", and psychologically, he is full of suspicion...

It is normal for the once talented young man to have fluctuating performance, sometimes good and sometimes bad.

But Dean couldn't tell anyone the deep reason.

He couldn't show his vulnerable side to the outside world and couldn't tell everyone that he was actually a coward who was afraid of getting hurt again and didn't dare to give it his all.

In the public's perception, football players must be strong, and this strength is not only physical but also mental.

It's just that everyone assumes that you are a professional player, you should be able to withstand pressure, you should be brave and tenacious, and you can't expose your vulnerable side, otherwise you're finished...

So he could only use the outer shell of playing around with the world to tightly wrap up his cowardly heart.

I'm not a coward, I just don't care.

Can’t score a goal?

It doesn't matter.

Can't win the game?
It doesn't matter.

Being scolded?
It doesn't matter.

Anyway, it’s definitely not because I couldn’t bear the pressure and chose to escape…

This was actually quite successful because no one knew he was a coward.

Everyone just called him a prodigal, a waste of talent, and a failure to live up to the fans' expectations...

He just needs to hold on a little longer and wait until the end of this season, and then he will have nothing to do with this hometown team anymore.

Going to Kensington, a top team in London, he can travel with ease and have a brand new future.

He was only twenty-seven years old and he felt he still had a lot of room for improvement in his career.

He firmly believed that he only needed to change his environment to perform well and find his previous feeling again.

Moreover, his performance has indeed improved in recent times, and he has become a regular starter for Tyne.

He actually doesn't care much whether he scores a goal or not.

If he continued like this, at least he would have no regrets when he left Tyne.

If things had continued like this, his story in Tyne would have had a pretty good ending.

This hometown team that once carried all his dreams and aspirations will eventually become an ordinary stop in his career.

Just like countless former Newcastle players.

They were born and raised in Newcastle, but in the end, neither they became famous nor successful in a Newcastle team.

Perhaps he will be like them, and the so-called lofty words and ambitions in his childhood are nothing but the nonsense and wishful thinking of a young and ignorant person.

This is very common and there is nothing to blame. Everyone has gone through this, including him.

Until a few days ago, Vitini suddenly told everyone in the locker room that he not only rejected Madrid FC, but also wanted to turn Tyne, a mid-to-lower-level team that has been hovering on the edge of relegation every year, into a top club!
He was startled.

He knew that Vitini had always been reckless, but he never thought he could be so reckless...

It's like a madman suddenly appears among a group of normal people!
But what’s even crazier is that in the next match between Tyne and Waltham, this madman scored a hat trick, proving to his teammates with practical actions that he was serious!

it is true!
This silly bird is really determined to help Tyne become a wealthy and powerful club!
He didn't know whether Vitini could succeed, but at this moment, Dean, who had always looked down on this stupid guy, was shocked from the bottom of his heart.

It should have been a very happy thing to win the home game against our direct rival and surpass them in the league rankings.

But even now, sitting on the sofa at home, Dean still felt like he was dreaming, with a strong sense of unreality.

The world in the dream became as crazy as that silly bird.

In this "dream world", Vitini is a normal person, and he is the abnormal outlier.

He abandoned his hometown team, betrayed the expectations of his hometown fans, and chose to escape when the team needed him...

Everyone surrounded Vitini and cheered, singing songs to praise him, while he stood far away from the crowd. There was a transparent wall between them, separating him from those people, as if they were two completely different worlds.

He became an outcast...

Dean finally woke up from his complicated thoughts.

He was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, and with the help of the dim moonlight outside, he could barely see the furnishings in the house.

This is the mansion he bought after signing that big contract with Tyne.

To him, this house is like a trophy, a reward for a milestone in his football career.

Buying this luxury house means that his career has entered a new stage.

However, after signing the contract with Kensington, he has decided to entrust the house to an agent for sale after he leaves. He feels that he may not return to Newcastle for a long time.

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Because the team won the game against Waltham yesterday, head coach McNeil gave the team half a day off today.

All players who participated in the game do not need to go to training in the morning.

But Wang Lie still followed his plan and did strength training at home in the morning.

But just as he was about to start training, the video doorbell outside the gate rang.

Through the surveillance video on his phone, he saw Sonny Dean standing outside the door, looking up at the camera. In the ultra-wide-angle camera, his face was a little distorted, making Dean look a little funny...

Although Dean has been doing morning exercises with him, it is not every day, and he does not require Dean to come every day, especially on the morning of the day after the game.

Many players will sleep in at this time, after all, the body needs adequate rest after playing an intense game. If they win, there will be some celebrations the night before, so they will sleep late and may not be able to get up in the morning.

Wang Lie understood Dean very well in this regard and never asked him to come to him for extra practice the day after the game.

So actually he is not the kind of lunatic who can drive everyone crazy for training, he still has human touch...

Wang Lie was not surprised to see the neighbor on the screen. Instead, he said to Dean outside the door through the loudspeaker of the access control system:

"I'm at the gym, just come over."

Dean nodded, and the small door for pedestrians to enter and exit was opened.

He walked in and nodded to Wang Lie's father-in-law, who was doing "Chinese-style morning exercises" in the yard: "Good morning, Mr. Tang."

Tang Lingfeng was a little surprised to see him: "Good morning, Sonny. Why are you here?"

He knew that Dean would not come to Wang Lie for training the morning after the game.

"I came to see Wang for something..." Dean explained.

Tang Lingfeng suddenly realized: "Oh, then go ahead, he's in the gym."

"Goodbye." Dean waved goodbye to him politely.

The gym is on the basement floor of Wang Lie's villa. He has to enter the main house first and then go downstairs.

When he entered the main house, he met Wei Qin who was busy preparing breakfast. The latter was a little surprised to see him: "Sunny, let's have breakfast together!"

Dean shook his head quickly: "No need, Ms. Wei, I'm looking for Wang..."

He pointed in the direction of the gym.

"Oh, then you go quickly!" Wei Qin waved her hand and turned around to go back to work.

Dean just walked to the stairs and ran into Tang Xingmei coming down from the second floor, so he stopped and greeted her again: "Good morning, Ms. Tang."

Tang Xingmei smiled at him and said, "Good morning, Sonny. Wang is in the gym, go find him."

Dean nodded, thanked Wang Lie's wife, and walked down the stairs.

Before he even reached the gym, he heard the sound of metal colliding between training equipment.

When he walked in, he saw Wang Lie sitting on the leg extension machine with his legs clamped between the two baffles of the training equipment. He kept his upper body straight, grasped the handles below with both hands, lifted his legs until they were at a right angle of 90 degrees to his upper body, and then slowly lowered them, repeating this process.

He is working the hamstrings in the back of his thighs.

When he saw Dean come in, he didn't stop his movements, nor did he talk to Dean. Instead, he maintained a steady breathing rhythm and continued training.

Taking advantage of his training opportunity, Dean did not speak, but looked around and sized up Wang Lie's gym.

It contained almost all the equipment he had seen in the strength center of the training base.

This is a surprisingly large and very professional gym, and it is definitely not just a gym with a few treadmills and elliptical machines.

He also saw a ping-pong table...

After finishing this set, Wang Lie asked Dean who was standing next to him, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Dean said, "You once said you had a professional personal trainer?"

Wang Lie nodded: "Vincenzo Vitale. We have worked together for ten years. His level is very high."

"Is it because of him that you can still maintain such good physical condition?" Dean asked.

Wang Lie thought about it and realized that although he was able to regain his youth because of a cheat, his physical functions were now better than when he was the same age. This should be the result of his physical training that he had persisted in for so many years.

And his physical training comes from Vitale's guidance.

So my current physical condition is indeed related to Vitale.

Not that he was lying.

He nodded: "Yes, he helped me turn decay into magic."

"You said he could help me train my ankle strength..."

Wang Lie smiled: "Not just your ankles, he can help you reshape your body."

Wang Lie didn't mean to brag about Vincenzo Vitale. After all, he had been working with this professional fitness coach since he transferred to Sofia United and had indeed benefited a lot from his physical training.

What Vitale can do is not just to tune and strengthen a certain muscle, but to provide a training plan for his entire body, which is a comprehensive and holistic training plan.

It is definitely not a training that treats the symptoms without addressing the root cause - of course, if you want to do only targeted training, that's fine too. Different training modes have different prices anyway.

It depends on which one the customer needs.

After Wang Lie finished speaking, he teased, "What's up, are you irritated?"

He could guess why Dean suddenly came to see him.

Vitini's performance in the game yesterday was so outstanding that even he was overshadowed, let alone Dean.

The person whom he has always looked down upon is emitting a dazzling light. How could Dean not have any thoughts about it?
In fact, if Dean really didn't come to find him and had no idea at all, Wang Lie would accept it.

That means Dean is like this...

As a result, Dean actually came to find him, and Wang Lie was quite happy - he hoped that every one of his teammates could become stronger, so that he could go further and higher.

Dean pretended not to hear that and said, "I just need him to help me strengthen the muscles in my right ankle..."

Wang Lie looked at his feet and said, "I suggest you train your left foot as well. You have been using your left foot to compensate for a long time. If you don't strengthen your strength, I'm afraid your left ankle will also be injured."

This time Dean didn't fight him, but went along with it: "Okay. When can we start?"

"Vincenzo is not in Newcastle now, I have to call him and ask..."

As he spoke, Wang Lie picked up his phone, found Vincenzo Vitale's name in the address book, and called him in front of Dean.

"Hi, how are you? What are you doing? Oh, there's something... one of my teammates wants you to help him develop a training program for ankle muscle strength..."

After Wang Lie explained Dean's situation on the phone, he said, "You can come over to see how he is doing, and then we can talk about the details. OK, no problem. Well, he also wants it to be done as soon as possible, okay, OK..."

After finishing the call, Wang Lie said to Dean who had been waiting beside him, "He will come over tomorrow, and I will introduce you to him. In addition, his fee is not low, so you'd better be mentally prepared."

Wang Lie introduced him to a professional personal trainer, but of course it was not for charity, so Dean had to pay for it himself.

Dean didn't object and agreed very straightforwardly: "Okay."

Wang Lie looked at Sonny Dean, who suddenly became very well-behaved, obedient and reasonable today, and felt a little strange - it was the first time he saw him like this since he transferred to Tyne.

He originally wanted to tease this boy who was still in his "rebellious period", but the words stopped at his lips.

Dean noticed that Wang Lie had a half-smile on his face: "What's wrong? Any other questions?"

"That's all." Wang Lie shook his head, then asked, "Vincenzo will be here tomorrow, do you want to practice with me now?"

Dean was stunned at first, then he looked at this professional gym and shrugged: "Okay."

Tang Xingmei was listening outside the gym. When she heard the sound of machines colliding again, a smile appeared on her face.

(End of this chapter)