Originally, Rongguang had been practicing heading on the spot, but he thought he had already practiced almost the same, but after training with Magath for half an hour today, he found that he was still far from that.

If he can, he really wants to keep practicing. But this is not his own training time, this is team training, and the head coach cannot serve him alone. So now he can only put this thought in his heart.

For this reason, after the afternoon training, he did not even stop and practice more, but hurriedly drove home.

He wants to train, how can he practice alone in the training ground?

Debola was still a little surprised to see Rongguang coming back so early: "Didn't you practice more today?"

"No." Rongguang nodded.

"But I haven't started preparing for dinner yet..." Debola spread her hands.

When Rongguang opened the door and came in, she was still in her room and only came out to see it when she heard the sound.

Because Rongguang usually trains in the team for about 45 minutes, and it takes more than an hour to come back. She usually starts cooking dinner when Rongguang is about to come back. When Rongguang comes back, she takes a shower and can be served on the table and eat.

"No need to cook, do me a favor," said Rongguang.

"Why?"

"Help me train the header."

Debola pointed at herself in surprise: "Me?"

"Yes." Rongguang said that and entered his bedroom. He soon came out of it, but had already changed into a training sportswear.

Seeing that Debola was still stunned, he urged, "Go and change clothes quickly, remember to wear thicker clothes so as not to catch a cold."

"oh……"

Debola followed Rongguang to the nearby park wearing a thick down jacket.

Because of the cold weather, there are many fewer people coming here.

But glory also requires such an environment.

After careful warm-up, Rongguang threw the football to Debola and then retreated ten meters.

"Tow the football from here and throw it on top of my head." Rongguang made a ball throwing action.

Debola threw the football into glory with her gloved hands.

Rong Guang looked up at the football and gave up his plan to jump up: "It's too high," he shouted to Debola.

"oh."

Rongguang ran to pick up the football and threw it to her: "Come again."

Deborah threw it away again.

"This time the power is too light"

"Uh..." Debola felt a little embarrassed and didn't throw it twice in a row. At first she thought it was just an ordinary football throwing, which should be very simple, but she really went to throw it away and found that it was not that easy to control.

She was also a little embarrassed to let Rongguang run to pick up the ball again and again.

But she thought that Glory would not have any good face to her, just like the two of them had fought back and forth. But this time, Glory did not do that. He just picked up the football, threw it to Debola, and then shouted: "Come again."

This made Debola feel a little embarrassed - someone came to ask her to help him train, but now she hasn't helped at all, and she is still busy

If Rong Guang ridicule himself for a few words and then fight with him, it might feel better.

Now... it's really strange.

Debola bit her lip and carefully recalled the power she used for the first time and the second time.

The first time is too big, and the second time is lighter, so I'll get a little bit of a compromise.

She weighed her strength and threw the football out.

This time, Rongguang saw the football flying towards him, bent his legs and squatted slightly, then jumped on the spot, exerting force in the air, driving his upper body and head, and trying to push the football thrown by Debola back.

But when he jumped up, he found that Debola was still throwing a little high. After he tried his best to jump, he just rubbed his forehead under the football, so the football did not fly back to Debola, but jumped to a higher place.

At the same time, because he tried his best to push the ball, Rong Guang used too much force in the air and lost his balance. He fell directly from the air into the snow pile, splashing a large piece of snowflakes.

"Ah," Debola exclaimed when she saw this, and threw it big again.

She hurried over and asked with concern: "Where did you fall?"

Rongguang did not answer her, but lay in the snow in a daze.

At first, he thought that Debola was throwing it wrong, either with a lot of force or with a lot of force, and he couldn't throw it at his point at all.

But he suddenly thought of which one of them stood there waiting for the football to fly over and then jumped up to head the ball?

No, everyone is running, either rushing forward, backward, running to the left or to the right.

It is not fixed in one position, and it is easy to be stared at by others.

During the afternoon training, coach Magath threw the ball more accurately and the glory was comfortable, but if you think about it carefully, how could you give yourself such a chance in the actual game?

So that's really just practice.

What he wants is practice that is closer to actual combat, so he is willing to do so.

At first glance, Debola's throwing ball was not accurate, but when she thought about it carefully, it was what she wanted, right?

This way, you can't tell the throwing ball that will be thrown at that point next time. It's like a cross from your teammate when facing the opponent's defense in the game. It's full of chances. You can practice grabbing points while practicing heading.

Thinking of this, Rongguang was full of expectations for the next training, and he couldn't wait to practice like this.

So he suddenly sat up from the snow and scared Debola next to him.

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After Debola asked Rongguang, she saw that Rongguang ignored her at all and thought he was angry. At the same time, she was worried that Rongguang would kowtow and fell stupid, so she leaned over and wanted to see what was going on.

At this moment, Rongguang suddenly sat up from the ground, and the two people's heads almost collided in the air.

Debola screamed and dodged backwards, then she barely avoided.

"Come again" said Glory, who was made with his fists clenched.

Debola stared blankly at the somewhat abnormal glory - could she be fooled by being thrown into pieces...

When Rongguang stood up, he saw that Debola was still sitting on the ground and did not move, so he urged her: "Continue."

"You... are you okay?" Debola asked hesitantly.

Rong Guang asked strangely: "What's wrong with me?"

"Didn't you just...uh, did you fall directly from the air?" Debola compared her posture and fell horizontally.

"Hey, who cares about that? Come and train quickly." Rongguang was very excited and urgent.

Seeing that he was really fine, Debola stood up from the ground: "Or... forget it today, Rong? Another day, you ask Mr. Sun to practice with you...

"Why? Are you in trouble?" Rongguang asked strangely.

"No, I... can't throw it away." Debola said embarrassedly. When she was with Rongguang, she really seemed to be embarrassed.

"No, you have to train with me." Rongguang refused Debola without thinking.

"Why?" This time it was Debola's turn to ask.

"Because you are the only one who can do this training, you must cooperate."

Debola looked at the expression on Rong Guang's face, and she didn't look like she was lying or joking, but was very serious.

Although I don’t know why, Debola was a little moved - it felt like she was trusted and needed by someone... It was so good.

"Okay, I'll try to throw it away."

"No, you don't need to throw it away. Just like you did just now, you don't have to deliberately control your strength and accurate heads." Rong Guang shook his head.

"Ah?" Debola was surprised.

Rong Guang was too lazy to explain so much to her, so he urged her: "Listen to me, come on."

Seeing Rongguang so anxious, Debola didn't ask anymore. Anyway, he would do whatever he asked himself to do.

She threw the football out again. This time the force she threw was a little light, and the height of the football was not very high, and it began to fall in front of the glory.

Rongguang did not wait in place, but rushed out, took a step forward, then jumped up, and used his forehead to hit the ball.

As a result, he jumped high and the football hit his face directly...

"Ah," Debola hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Rong Guang's eyes were smashed into tears, but he still covered his nose and waved his hand at Debola: "It's okay, keep going," he said in a muffled voice.

Debola was speechless when she saw this - is he practicing or self-harm?

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Next, Debola threw it three times. The third time, Rongguang finally jumped up and pushed the ball back with his forehead.

After landing, Rongguang waved his fist to himself: "Beautiful"

Then he raised his hand to Debola: "Continue to come again."

He found the feeling and couldn't wait to remember it with his body.
To be continued...