Master Tutoring Class

Chapter 66 What's yours is mine (Please add to your favorites)

The cool coach is completely incompetent at teaching, and he can't even speak human language.

Wei asked how the transmission was so accurate.
He said it was a feeling!

Wei asked how to control the force.

He said it was a feeling!

Wei Lai then asked how to control the rotation.

He finally stopped talking about his feelings and started saying...
"You can't learn this! That's called talent!"

Wei Lai really wanted to strangle this guy, if he could!

"Okay, I don't have the talent. I don't know how to pass accurately or how to control my strength. You won't teach me either, or at least you don't know how to teach me, so..."

Wei Lai threw the ball over.

The cool-looking coach held the ball with both hands, looked up, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wei Lai said viciously, "Kick me! Kick me again and again! Kick me hundreds and thousands of times! Until I understand it, or I'll complain about you!"

Succumbing to Wei Lai's complaints, the cool coach could only demonstrate again and again.

Wei Lai, meanwhile, sat on the lawn, intently watching the cool coach.

"Don't add any spin, just a regular long pass will do!"

The cool coach adjusted his movements again.

Wei Lai raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had figured something out.

"The swing amplitude of the leg and the angle of the downward cut, as well as the point of contact with the ball, are also crucial. Wait, this guy's body tilt angle is wrong too!"

Thinking of this, Wei Lai stood up: "I'll give it a try!"

The cool coach shrugged and stood at the back.

Wei Lai immediately stood in front of the ball, carefully recalling the cool coach's movements.

"You need to lean your body, swing your leg widely, cut decisively, and not lift your foot to make the ball rise!"

hiss! !

As soon as he got into position, Wei Lai felt excruciating pain in his ankle.

That kick was completely mishit.

"This can't be tilted at your desired angle at all!"

Wei Lai gritted his teeth and rubbed his ankle; he had almost twisted it.

The cool coach shrugged: "Your ankles are weak! What does that have to do with me?"

"Not enough strength in the ankles?" Wei Lai pondered.

Cool coach: "Your ankle flexibility is also lacking!"

Wei Lai: "Flexibility and strength, are those the key factors?"

After saying that, he looked up and said, "You see! You know how to teach, but you just don't!"

The cool coach was both amused and exasperated: "I know the principles, but I don't know how to teach them! How to improve your ankle strength, how to make your ankles incredibly flexible—I have no idea how to train for that!"

Wei Lai: "How did you train?"

"Practice?" The cool coach looked puzzled. "This thing needs practice?"

Wei Lai: "."

Wei Lai found a hair dryer instructor.

"Ankle strength and flexibility training?" The hair dryer coach looked at Wei Lai.

He slowly stood up and said, "How do you usually practice? Let me see!"

After saying that, Wei Lai immediately found a barbell and lifted it up.

He had just picked it up when the hair dryer coach waved his hand and said, "Put it down, you're practicing it wrong!"

"what?"

Wei Lai was puzzled.

"That's a calf muscle workout, it doesn't put enough pressure on the ankle joint!"

After saying that, he picked up a leather table from the side and brought out some barbell plates.

The leather platform is placed at the back, and three weight plates are placed in front, forming a triangle.

"Place the instep of your left foot on the table, and rhythmically step on these three barbell plates with your right foot!"

Wei Lai immediately did as instructed.

In the era of big data, he has also come across training videos of this kind.

However, compared to the training in the videos, the pace required by the hair dryer coach is much faster.

"accelerate!"

"Faster!"

"Are you a snail? Keep going faster!"

Wei Lai gritted his teeth and increased the frequency of his foot movements on one leg.

"Raise your arms! Speed ​​up the movements, one! Two! One! Two! Get moving!"

After continuous high-speed movement, my ankles quickly started to feel sore and numb. "It's sore! It's sore!"

Wei Lai gritted his teeth and said.

"Keep going!" the hairdryer coach roared; "This has only just begun, speed up the pace, don't slack off, you little rascal!"

Finally, Wei Lai felt so sore that he lost consciousness, and only then did the hair dryer coach call a halt.

But they didn't give him any rest time at all.

"Switch to the other leg and keep going!"

Wei Lai could only endure the soreness and continue training with the other leg.

Hiss~~~Whoosh~~~
Hiss~~~Whoosh~~~
Hiss~~~Whoosh~~~
"Increase the frequency!!—"

Hiss! Whoosh!
Hiss! Whoosh!
Hiss! Whoosh!
"Wow~~~ It's sour! Sour! It's numb! It's numb!"

Wei Lai felt like he was losing all feeling in his ankle.

But the hair dryer coach threw a balance ball mat at him.

"Hold onto a barbell plate and hop on one leg, hold for 30 seconds!"

Wei Lai exclaimed in surprise, "Ah? I'm afraid I've twisted my ankle!"

"You won't sprain your ankle!"

"Seriously! My ankle is completely numb!"

The hairdryer coach roared, "You bastard! You're questioning me? Jump up there now!"

The guy pretended to kick someone, so Wei Lai immediately picked up the barbell plates and did as he was told.

Squeak!

ah!!!!--

Wei Lai clutched his ankle, crying out in pain.

The instructor, who was using a hairdryer, came over to check and exclaimed, "You've twisted your ankle!"

Wei Lai winced in pain; "I already told you I was going to twist my ankle!"

"It's no big deal!"

After the hair dryer coach got up, he pointed ahead, and Wei Lai's ankle pain immediately disappeared.

"Huh?" Wei Lai moved his ankle.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Your condition has been updated," the hair dryer coach's cold voice came through. "Practice again following the same steps until you can't sprain your ankle anymore!"

Wei Lai: "!!!"

So Spartan!

They really train like crazy, as long as they don't die!
Morning, at the hotel gym.

In foreign countries, hotels almost always have gyms as standard equipment.

At 6 a.m., it was still early, so there were only a few people in the gym.

Some people are running, some are lifting weights.

In the training rope area, a boy placed one leg on a recliner, while the toes of his other leg tapped the ground rapidly.

His pace was fast and his movements were swift, but his rhythm was impeccable, without any sense of random stamping.

Wei Lai trained hard, sweating profusely, while muttering to himself.

"You think you're so great? You think you're a genius? Your talent is my talent! I'm going to take your ankle flexibility!"

Ever since seeing Coach Cool's long passes, Wei Lai has lost his fascination with other long passes.

Those straight, long passes are not entertaining at all.

The cool coach's long passes, almost like drawing rainbows, were both practical and entertaining.

However, Wei Lai knew that reaching the level of the cool coach was impossible in a short period of time.

That rotating arc!
That precise landing point!
That sudden drop!
That kind of long pass that combines power and speed!
Wei Lai cannot be taken down at present.

However, Wei Lai also set two goals for himself: two ways of long passing.

The cool coach's rainbow pass—he can't combine these things right now, so he separates them.

One type is a long pass with strong spin and an exaggerated arc!
The advantage of this long pass is its deceptive nature, making it difficult for the defender to accurately predict the landing point. The disadvantage is that the ball speed is slow, and it needs to be used under certain conditions.

Another option is a straight 45-degree diagonal long pass, which has speed and power, but the landing point is easy to predict. It needs to be used appropriately during a fast counterattack.

Currently, these two types of split long passes are goals that Wei Lai must master!

Only in this way can he launch an attack directly from the rear, which can be considered as giving himself more capabilities on the offensive end.

Wei Zi is confident in his keen sense of the game and his ability to find openings, but he lacks the technical skills to launch an attack.

Once these two technologies are mastered, their benefits will be greatly enhanced.

Of course, this is not something that can be achieved in a short time, but it is possible within a year!

He must master it at least before the World Youth Championships begin!
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