Chapter 128: Playing football with your brain (first update, please give me a monthly ticket!)

Hearing Chen Yingxiong's words so loudly, Basten smiled and said, "What are you going to learn?"

"Learn how you can score all the balls!" Chen Yingxiong replied.

Basten nodded: "What a coincidence, I can teach this."

"Haha, I know!" Chen Yingxiong was very happy because he guessed correctly. Van Basten didn't teach him any specific skills because he actually didn't have any specific skills worth teaching, and what he was good at was not how to shoot, how to dispose of the ball, how to pass the ball, how to get rid of it... He was good at playing football with his brain, rather than relying solely on his already outstanding physical conditions.

"I'm very happy, too." Basten said with a smile, "It seems that you already know where your problem is. Yes, your problem is not that you lack any scoring weapons. No matter how many scoring weapons you don't use them correctly, it's useless. You try to collect all the guns in the world like a gun collector, but if you don't master them correctly and skillfully, you are just a favorite. You can tell the parameters and origins of the guns you collect, but you can't become a sharpshooter."

"So, what you need to learn now is...play football with your brain."

Basten pointed to his head.

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Chen Yingxiong and Basten stood on the training ground, and his teammates were waiting beside him, waiting for Chen Yingxiong to assign tasks.

"Hero, if you were to use a weapon to describe yourself, which one would you use?" Basten asked.

Chen Yingxiong thought for a while, and then said: "Nuclear Weapon!"

Basten laughed: "You are so confident! But you hit the core of the problem. You are a powerful nuclear weapon, but have you seen anyone who can easily use nuclear weapons?"

"America! I used two of them to fight a little girl!" Chen Yingxiong raised two fingers.

"Hmm, then what?"

"Uh..." Chen Yingxiong frowned and racked his brains. He couldn't remember who had enough atomic bombs to fight. Of course, he could think that it was because of his failure in historical knowledge, but in fact, there was no other country that used atomic bombs in actual combat except the United States...

"No more. Only the United States." Basten didn't look like a player at this time, but he was more like Chen Yingxiong's history teacher. "Humans have conducted many nuclear tests, but the United States has used two in actual combat. Do you know why this is?"

"Isn't it necessary to be too powerful?"

"It can be said that, but it is not that it is unnecessary, but that it is too powerful. Once it is used, the consequences will be unimaginable. But it is the same anyway, that is, it is rarely used. You say you are a nuclear bomb, do you want to be the kind of weapon that will last your life and be useless at all, and can only scare the enemy?"

Chen Yingxiong was speechless. Of course he didn't want it. He only now knew that the greater the power, the better. The frequency of the atomic bomb was definitely not as high as that of an ordinary assault rifle. Perhaps an atomic bomb could kill 100,000 people at a time, but the rifle had killed countless people, which were calculated in units of millions and tens of millions.

"So there are many ways to score goals. But your current method is too hard."

"hard?"

Chen Yingxiong doesn't understand.

Basten also felt that it was difficult to say it clearly with his mouth alone. Football is not a Chinese language, so football needs to be practiced.

So he asked Chen Yingxiong to imagine a scene - in the penalty area, he received a ground pass from his teammate, but the goalkeeper had already rushed to him, blocked all his shooting angles, and opened his arms and lowered the center of gravity to prepare to save the ball. What should he do?

"Pass the goalkeeper!" Chen Yingxiong did not hesitate.

"You are the opponent's defenders in front, back, left and right. You can move at a large area where you are. Except for shooting, you will lose the ball no matter what you do. What do you do?" Basten asked.

"Uh...that's of course it's a shot..."

"Of course it's a shot, but how do you shoot? Let's do it... we will fight once."

So the teammates reappeared the scene he described on the training ground as Van Basten said. Then Basten told the goalkeeper to pounce on Chen Yingxiong when he passed the ball.

After everything was ready, he knocked back near the baseline, and the football fell to Chen Yingxiong's feet. At the same time, goalkeeper Renner attacked and quickly blocked Chen Yingxiong's shooting angle.

And what about Chen Yingxiong? Just like he couldn't see Reina at all, he shot hard!

The football hit Renard in the chest.

Then he bounced high and flew out of the penalty area.

Seeing that the football didn't enter, Chen Yingxiong waved his hand in annoyance: "Damn it!"

"See, this is that you are too hard, hero." Basten said. "You lack change, or you are always used to this method... You should do this..." Basten called Daglish, "Please help me pass the ball, Kenny, just like I pass it to the hero."

Daglish nodded: "No problem."

Starting over, the football fell to Basten's feet.

Basten shot like a shot, but the football drew a parabola and flew over the head of goalkeeper Reina, who lowered his center of gravity and threw the ball under his feet, and then fell into the goal behind him.

Basten didn't end like that, he said to Daglish: "Do it again!"

After the football rolled over this time, Basten stretched his feet with a very awkward movement. The football stuck to the turf and rushed forward at a fast speed, rushing into the goal from Reina's crotch that he had no time to seal.

After making these two shots, Van Basten turned to look at Chen Yingxiong: "How is it?"

"Uh...I can do this..." Chen Yingxiong scratched his head.

Yes, poking and squeezing are not difficult actions. He has had similar shots before.

It's just… "But I didn't use much."

"That's it. I said your brain is full of muscles and you don't object to it? When you encounter anything, you are always used to head-on, but you don't think about what if I change the way... So," Basten pointed at his head again, "What you need to change is not technology, but your thinking. From now on, you have to learn to play football with your head."

"Then my muscles will be wasted?" Chen Yingxiong spread his hands and said.

He has always been very proud of his body because this is the capital!

"Who said it in vain? Learning to use your body reasonably is also a sign of playing football with your brain. In addition, when you can score goals in this clever way and use a strong body to break a road, don't you think you are even better?"

“Is it very difficult?”

“Very large.”

Chen Yingxiong nodded: "Then I must succeed!"

"Then start practicing, hero. This path is quite difficult to walk."
Chapter completed!