Fantasy is always full, but reality is very skinny.

The old fairy did not take out a golden football and asked Rong Guang if he kicked the ball into the lake, nor did he take out a silver football.

In fact, he didn't take out anything, just holding the football, and snorted at Rongguang: "Of course I know it's your ball! But boy, there are a lot of people running and walking on this road. You kicked the football so far, don't you think it's a dangerous thing for others?"

His expression was serious, and his appearance and dress were even more righteous.

Glory was frightened by his righteousness.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... Damn!" Suddenly screamed, pointed at the old fairy with his finger, and asked in surprise: "You are speaking Chinese!"

"Is it surprising that Chinese people speak Chinese, boy?"

The old god said Chinese with a little accent from other places. Rongguang was not used to listening, but he could understand it by listening carefully. It was indeed Chinese.

"Uh, are you an old god?" Rongguang quickly changed the subject.

"I'm not a god, boy, you are also a Chinese?" The old god stroked his elegant white beard.

Although he said that he was not a god, his movements and expressions became more and more immortal. Rongguang felt that it was almost exactly the same as the gods told by his grandfather when he was a child. So he still respectfully called the other party "old god".

"I'm from China, my name is Rongguang, where are you, old god?"

"My surname is Sun." The old immortal just said his surname, which seemed increasingly mysterious.

After saying that, he threw the football to Rongguang: "Hold the boy and stop doing such dangerous things."

Rongguang took the football and thought of his own problem again, so he did not agree to the old immortal very simply, but frowned.

Seeing Rong Guang like this, the old god asked, "You have something to worry about, boy?"

Rongguang actually wanted someone to listen to his troubles, so he sighed: "Oh, it's a long story..."

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Rongguang started from his hometown in the northwest, talked about how he brought to Brazil, then talked about his coming to Brazil to play football, talked about his achievements on the court, and talked about his trough, and finally talked about what he was worried about now.

After listening to Rong Guang's story, the old fairy pinched her beard and asked him: "That is to say, you can't think of any way to use your running time to train your dribbling?"

Rongguang nodded: "Yes, that's what I mean."

The old god smiled, stroked his beard one by one, and looked at the glory with a smile.

Rongguang suddenly understood, and grandfather said that those gods were all self-reliant people and wanted others to come and ask them for their own initiative, so are they waiting for their own initiative to ask for their own initiative?

He immediately said, "Old immortal, do you have any way to help me?"

At this moment, he really regarded the other party as an omnipotent god. You must know that football is a very professional thing, so how could you find a way to find someone? But Rongguang never doubted this, and he felt that the old god must have a way!

Sure enough, when he heard the request of Glory, the old god smiled: "What's the difficulty?"

Glory is overjoyed - the old god really has a way!

"You wait for me here for a while, and I'll come."

After saying that, the old god turned around and left.

Rongguang didn't dare to ask what the old god was doing, he was really waiting in place. Of course, he was not idle either, but seized all the time to get familiar with the ball and improve himself - he began to bump the ball in place. While bumping, he also counted in his heart. If the football landed, then clear it and start over.

Lucas said that at this stage, he had to be able to make the ball three hundred times in a row without falling to the ground.

So he has been working hard for this goal.

When Rongguang broke through two hundred consecutive balls, the old immortal took his hand and Shi Shiran walked back.

When he walked to Glory, he threw the things he held in his hand to Glory.

"Hold it."

Rong Guang reached out to catch it, and the football fell. The number of consecutive balls that kept hitting the ball and not falling to the ground remained on two hundred and two.

Rong Guang looked down at the thing in his hand, a little surprised: "Net pocket?"

Yes, it is a net bag, an ordinary net bag used to hold football.

This thing can be bought in a Brazilian grocery store, which is only a few minutes. It is very cheap and ordinary.

Is this the solution the old god gave himself?

He hesitated a little.

Just as he was hesitating, the old god's voice sounded in his ears: "Put the football into the net's pocket!"

Rongguang hurriedly did it.

Only then did he realize that the net bag was a bit long, about two meters long, and if it was completely lengthened, it would be taller than others.

"Which foot do you use to play football?" asked the old fairy.

"Right foot." Rongguang answered honestly.

"Then tie the other end to your right ankle!"

Rong Guang acted according to his words and tied the nylon rope at the end of the net bag to his right ankle.

"Tie tight."

Rong Guang pulled hard, very tight.

"Okay, now you can practice dribbling while running."

Rongguang was still surprised, is that it's over?

The old fairy seemed to know what Rong Guang was thinking, so she smiled: "Do you think it's simple? Come on, run two steps, and try running two steps while kicking the football in the net pocket."

Rongguang knocked the football in the net pocket forward, and the football rolled very close.

"Your speed is not as fast as a three-year-old child!" The old god snorted beside him when he saw this.

The despised Glory kicked the football forward and then accelerated and rushed forward.

If this is normal, the football will be kicked ten meters away by Rongguang, and then Rongguang will rely on its super explosive power to start chasing the ball and use its speed to shake off the opponent. This is also Rongguang's best way to dribble the ball so far.

But Lucas said that this cannot be called dribbling at all. At most, it is called "passing to yourself". He sent a straight pass to himself and passed it to himself two seconds later...

This kind of dribbling method is very suitable when there is no defensive player in the front. However, if the opponent shrinks his defense and does not give Rong Guang such space, this kind of dribbling is no different from giving football directly to the opponent.

Rongguang accelerated forward according to his previous experience, but as soon as he lifted his legs up, he tripped onto the football, then lost all his balance and fell directly to the ground!

Glory who fell to the ground didn't care about the bleeding knees and the painful palms. He just sat on the ground and stared blankly at the football tied up by the net.

He reacted.

Because football is covered with nets, it is impossible to roll out more than ten meters. After the rope is straightened, it will inevitably rebound, so that you will be tripped by the bounced football... If you are afraid of being tripped, you dare not use force, and you will never find your own dribbling rhythm. Only when you dribble the ball, the force is just right, so that the football is just right away, and you can run with all your strength and not trip by the football, that is the result.

To achieve such a goal, you must reasonably control the strength and rhythm of kicking the ball, and control the distance during each wave within the length of this rope, that is, no more than two meters!

Seeing him like this, the old fairy laughed again: "It seems that you are not too stupid. When can you run freely with the football in this net pocket, your problem will be solved!"

Rong Guang turned over and got up from the ground, bowing to the old god: "Thank you, the old god!"

He really wants to thank the old god. After knowing the method, things have become simple for him. They are nothing more than repeating and repeating again and again. Just like him practicing to pull the ball, passing and receiving the ball, and shooting the ball, and through millions of repetitions, the correct feelings and experience are engraved in the muscles and recorded on the nerves!

He is best at this!

The old god stood still and received the gift of glory. Then he smiled and pinched his beard and said, "Go and run, boy!"

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After glory thanked the old god, he began his own practice.

He found the feeling of running with the ball by constantly touching the ball while running. At first it was difficult because the football was tied to his feet, unlike the football he usually played, which was free and free. If something tied to his feet, it would make him very uncomfortable, let alone the football would bounce back suddenly, making him in a hurry.

At the beginning, it was normal to trip over a football or trip over a rope in a net bag to bite the shit.

The lakeside boulevard that used to be easily run is now very difficult to move forward ten meters.

He always keeps falling and falling again and falling, just like a person with a disabled leg.

Sometimes he had to sit on the ground and unbutton the ropes he had tied with knots. Those knots were like the perfect work of a knot master, concentrating all the most difficult knots. It is absolutely not possible to use brute force, and it requires patience and calmness.

People around them were watching the glory of falling and getting up as if they were watching a psychopath. They didn't understand why anyone tied the football to their legs and ran with the ball.

But Rongguang ignored these strange gazes, and he walked through these gazes unconsciously, continued to fall, and then got up.

In the failures of falling again and again, he summed up his experience and lessons, groped for the illusory and clueless feeling.

Well, this time I used a little more force...

Still big...

This time it was too small, and the speed was not increased, and the rhythm was messy...

Rhythm, rhythm, and running rhythm are the most important. I cannot sacrifice my speed just to control the ball. So what is the difference between me and ordinary players?

Come on, do it again.

Glory climbed up from the ground.

This is the most common sentence you say during every training:

Do it again!

I fell and was covered in bruises. It doesn't matter, I will do it again.

It failed again, it doesn't matter, do it again.

I haven't found the feeling yet, it must be that I have not practiced enough, tried enough, and done enough, so... do it again!

Once again, accumulate strength for growth.

Once again, just to get closer to the dream I pursue.

The glory stumbled and rolled on the tree-lined avenue - his difficulty on this road was not even a "run". He kept falling and getting up again, and it was like rolling forward when it was connected - the morning sun came from the dense shade of the trees and sprinkled mottled shadows on the ground. The vast lake next to it reflected the morning light, sparkling, and golden light shining.

The glory passes through these changes of light and shadows, sometimes blocking the reflection of the lake, sometimes hiding in the shade of trees, sometimes running wildly, sometimes falling to the ground.
Chapter completed!