Ball king grower

"How to try?" Lin Yu asked.

Lewandowski smiled and said: "A good player must first have good physical strength. Let's run five kilometers around the training ground first."

"No problem!" Lin Yu didn't think much about it. After all, it was not easy to have such an opportunity, and he would definitely not give up easily.

After saying this, he started running, and the one counting was Hyypia, who was injured by his kick.

One lap of this training ground is basically about a thousand meters, and five laps is almost enough, so Lin Yu feels that he can definitely persevere. After all, he has been training hard in the Leverkusen youth training camp for so many years.

He has never been lazy because he knows that it is not easy for his parents to send him to Germany to study football.

Lin Yu's parents are both high school teachers, barely able to belong to the middle class, but studying football abroad is not a small expense, not to mention that he has a sister who is studying in college and needs a lot of money.

He understands hard work very well, so whether it is training or studying, he works harder than others.

As he ran, he counted the laps silently.

One lap...

Two laps...

Three laps...

By the time the five laps were counted, he was already out of breath, and sweat was dripping down his body. Moreover, the weather was hot at this time, and the feeling was really unpleasant.

He originally thought that after the five laps were over, he could proceed to the next test, but who knew that Hyypia was just staring at him with no intention of ending it.

Lin Yu turned to look at Lewandowski and found that the head coach was chatting with several players and was not looking at him at all.

He gritted his teeth, although he knew very well that Hyypia was seeking personal revenge, but in order to be able to play in the first team, he was willing to risk it all, so he continued to run.

When he ran to the back, he didn't even have the energy to count, and he didn't know how many laps he had run. He just saw the people outside the training ground pointing and saying something, with sympathy on their faces.

look.

Lin Yu knew that he had been tricked this time. His legs had begun to tremble, as if he was drunk, and his whole body was about to fall into a state of collapse.

He wanted to give up and lie down on the ground and have a good sleep. It didn't matter whether he played football or not. But when he thought of his parents' eager and hopeful faces and the path he wanted to take in the future, he gritted his teeth and endured.

"That's too much. Running like this will make you exhausted!"

When running past the fence, Lin Yu vaguely heard someone say this.

As if he was really afraid of something happening, Hyypia finally blew the whistle to stop. He walked to Lin Yu and smiled disdainfully: "With your virtue, you are so tired after running five thousand meters, how can you still do it?"

What to do?"

Lin Yu wanted to scold his mother, but he knew that if he really had to scold him, then all the results he had achieved would be completely wasted.

So he squeezed his hands and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Although his nails were already embedded in his flesh, he still endured it after all. Han Xin could bear the humiliation of his crotch, but he was just provoked a few times, it was no big deal.

Seeing that Lin Yu didn't speak, Hyypia actually pushed forward. He put his mouth next to Lin Yu's ear and said, "Boy, it's useless. Even if you really have to stay and offend me, you won't even want to participate in the competition.

You have to leave in the end, so be smart and leave on your own."

Lin Yu glared at Hyypia, but still didn't speak. Instead, he shouted to Lewandowski: "Coach, what's the next test?"

Lewandowski glanced at Lin Yu and seemed a little impatient. He originally thought that if he taught Lin Yu a lesson, this guy would leave naturally. Who knew that this guy turned out to be a stubborn donkey, and his perseverance was really terrifying.

, after running so many laps, even a real first-line player would be lying on the ground unable to get up. He was still standing there and roaring. It was really weird.

"He is indeed a barbarian. Physical strength is his greatest advantage," Lewandowski thought to himself.

He called Lin Yu over, then dismissed the first-line players who were training on the field, and placed a football about 30 meters away from the goal.

"Kick the ball into the goal. This is the second test. There is no wall, only the goalkeeper. It's very simple, right?" Lewandowski laughed.

Lin Yu's lips twitched. He was not an idiot. He naturally understood that Levandowski was playing with him. You must know that he had just run such a long distance and his legs were weak at this time. Even if

He may not be able to score a penalty kick, let alone a shot from 30 meters away. This was specially prepared to make him look embarrassed.

He now has two choices, one is to turn around and leave and ignore this fooling thing, and the other choice is not to be afraid of making a fool of himself and kick the ball into the goal regardless of life or death. Of course, this second choice

The success rate of the choice is very low, but it is still possible to succeed, and if it succeeds, it might slap Lewandowski and Hyypia hard in the face.

Seeing that Lin Yu didn't express his position for a long time, Hyypia said angrily: "Boy, if it doesn't work, just apologize and get out immediately. You can also go to the youth training camp, just don't show up here."

Lin Yu glared at him and said nothing. Instead, he expressed his choice with practical actions. He walked firmly in front of the football.

"Silly boy, he doesn't really want to play, does he?" Leverkusen's first-team players were also talking. They really felt that Lin Yu was a bit stupid. It would be easy to turn around and leave without taking any responsibility.

"It looks like I'm going to kick it, but in that state, if I want to shoot the ball in, if I can get it in once out of ten, I'll be thankful to God!"

"It seems that he really wants to be in the first team. He is really trying his best."

"Who doesn't want to be in the first team? If he is really allowed in, what will the other youth team members think?"

While the discussion was going on, Lin Yu had already placed the football according to his own habit, and then measured his steps and took four steps back. This was his preferred approach distance.

Substitute goalkeeper Fabian Giefer stood in the goal, looking a little bored, not because he looked down on the Chinese kid, but because he knew that in that state, even if he stood still, the ball would not come in.

As soon as the Hypia whistle sounded, Lin Yu started to run, but what he didn't expect was that after only three steps, he suddenly fell to the ground. His legs felt like they no longer belonged to him, and he really couldn't exert any effort.

Totally useless.

"Ha, useless thing. If you still want to join the first team, go home and feed your mother!" Hyypia laughed viciously.

Lin Yu didn't say a word, but quietly got up from the ground, rubbed his numb legs, and then retreated to the previous running position after feeling that it was okay.

"I think you should forget it. Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to go home and have a good sleep? Do you have to work so hard?" Hyypia was still pouring cold water on Lin Yu. He just wanted to make Lin Yu completely lose confidence.