On the emerald green grass, twenty-two team members formed two neat rows of queues, and the two coaches stood facing the team members. Yang Fan put on sneakers and leg guards as fast as possible. At the fastest speed, he rushed to the meeting place!

However, the team had already stood up at this time. Several team members looked at him gloatingly, and Qian Xiaohuan looked even more contempt.

Song Jun stood at the head of the first row, his body standing straight, looking straight ahead.

Xie Chuntian stood at the end of the second row, and he shook his head and looked at Yang Fan pitifully. Sun Tou was very strict! When he first came here, no one told him. So he was late for the first time. Sun Tou punished him to run ten laps!

Zhang Hu, who was standing on Sun Ming's left, looked at Yang Fan in disgust.

Yang Fan quickly stood beside Xie Chuntian.

Sun Ming said expressionlessly: "Yang Fan comes out!"

Yang Fan looked at Sun Ming blankly, and Xie Chuntian gently pushed him with his left hand and signaled him to go out quickly.

"Come ahead." Looking at Yang Fan who had no reaction, Sun Ming's tone became stiff.

The team members who gloated at Yang Fan just now laughed and looked at him with a snicker. Xie Chuntian shook his head and sighed.

Yang Fan walked to Sun Ming nervously, and he didn't know what would happen next.

Sun Ming said to the team members: "Today we have a new team member."

"Yang Fan, say hello to your teammates."

Due to nervousness, Yang Fan got the wrong direction. Yang Fan bowed to Sun Ming and Zhang Hu, and said sincerely: "My name is Yang Fan, please take care of him in the future!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!..." A burst of laughter came from behind Yang Fan. Zhang Hu refused to laugh out loud. Sun Ming frowned and shook his head.

Only then did Yang Fan realize that he had made the wrong direction. With a red face, Yang Fan slowly turned around, bowed again to his teammates and said, "My name is Yang Fan, please take care of him in the future!"

"Ha!..." The laughter of his teammates slashed Yang Fan's heart like a knife. A fierce light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and then he quickly took the fierce light into his eyes and returned to normal!

Listening to these laughters, Sun Ming's eyes became sharp and the laughter ended abruptly!

Sun Ming frowned and said, "Our team will run ten laps for late players!"

Sun Ming's voice was very cold, so cold that Yang Fan seemed to be standing in the snow and ice.

Some teammates had a stronger smile on their faces.

Sun Ming changed his subject and continued, "But, Yang Fan doesn't have to run today. Yang Fan is here on the first day, and I didn't explain it to him clearly just now. Yang Fan, you have to remember that the next time you are late, you can go and run ten laps yourself."

Sun Ming's words surprised everyone!

Zhang Hu frowned and looked at Yang Fan's back with even more disgust. The teammates who were gloating just now had a smile on their faces frozen. They looked at Sun Ming in surprise, and then looked at each other.

Song Jun's face had not changed from beginning to end and was still cold.

Xie Chuntian looked at Sun Ming in surprise. When he first came here, Sun Ming did not remind him. But when he was late, Sun Ming asked him to run ten laps.

Why doesn’t Yang Fan run away? Is Yang Fan very special?

Sun Mingchao Yang Fan said, "Go back to the team!"

Yang Fan let out a long breath and ran to Xie Chuntian to stand. Xie Chuntian looked at Yang Fan and wanted to say something, but he looked at Sun Ming and closed his mouth.

Yang Fan stood in the team, remembering the laughter just now, his brows frowned slightly.

Those laughter stinged him!

This broke Yang Fan's beautiful wish. Yang Fan thought that everything would become better when he entered the club!

The reality is so cruel!

Sun Ming said to Song Jun: "Song Jun, you can take the players to do some preparation activities."

With Sun Ming's order, the training officially began.

Song Jun stood on the inside of the team and issued an order: "Turn left...run!"

After the team members ran away, Zhang Hu said with some dissatisfaction: "Even if he is a rich man, he will follow our arrangements when he comes here. This is our territory."

"Don't worry about these things, you should be calmer. Maybe he will leave here in a month..." Sun Ming expressed his true thoughts.

Zhang Hu's eyes flashed with a clear look, and he smiled on his face, and then patted Sun Ming on the shoulder. Sun Ming clearly felt the message Zhang Hu sent:

Ginger is still spicy!

Don’t do things too much now, otherwise you will leave a message to the other party. Even if you drive Yang Fan out of the team in the future, his family can’t say anything!

...

Yang Fan, who was running at the front of the team, breathed the hot air. His body was not hot. The jersey made of high-tech materials formed a small circulation on the skin, taking away most of the heat.

The teammates laughed at him just now, which made Yang Fan feel very upset. Yang Fan wanted to run faster and vent his displeasure. After a lap, he stood out from the team.

"**!" Qian Xiaohuan looked at Yang Fan's back. Yang Fan was already about 30 meters ahead of them at this time.

Another team member said: "He actually bowed to Sun Tou and Zhang Tou just now, and I was so laughed to death."

A teammate imitated Yang Fan's tone and said, "My name is Yang Fan, please take care of me!"

In an instant, laughter came out of the team.

"Shut up!" A stern voice sounded, and Song Jun looked cold, with ice that had not melted for thousands of years on his face!

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

After running, the team members, led by Song Jun, practiced flexibility. From a distance, a group of people on the green grass were wearing football uniforms and forming a circle. Following the players in the middle of the circle, they performed various flexibility exercises, as if the stars were urging the moon.

The person standing in the middle of the circle is Song Jun!

Song Jun issued a simple command: "Ball practice!"

Yang Fan is obviously the worst one in the team. He can only bump the ball with his feet. Other players are either playing twelve parts of the ball or using their heads to bump the ball.

Song Jun was doing a fancy ball, and the football seemed to be a part of his body, dancing around his body according to his instructions.

Zhang Hu, who was standing aside, looked at Song Jun with admiration. When he turned his eyes to Yang Fan, a look of contempt appeared in his eyes. He believed even more that Yang Fan could only stay in this team for one month at most.

"Look, that ** can only bump the ball with both feet..."

"At this level, you can actually join our team..."

Yang Fan did not hear these sounds, he was focusing on feeling the rhythm of football. In his eyes, the football flying up and down seemed to have a certain rhythm, and he wanted to master that rhythm.

...

Zhang Hu shouted to the players: "Shit across and go straight through two and one, and then shoot!"

Qian Xiaohuan did not get the ball. He stood ten meters in front of the penalty area, facing the cement avenue, and the goal was in front of his left.

Song Jun stood about ten meters in front of Qian Xiaohuan, and other teammates stood behind him, and Yang Fan was at the end of the team.

Training begins.

Song Jun passed the ball to Qian Xiaohuan with one kick, and then slowly accelerated and ran forward. It was like a car just starting up, slowly brewing lightning!

Qian Xiaohuan did not stop the ball, but directly passed the ball three meters ahead of Song Jun.

Qian Xiaohuan's pass is a signal of charge!

The Song army suddenly accelerated, like a high-speed sports car. It was like a lightning speed, and it reached the back of the football in two steps.

His right foot gently tapped the back of the ball, and the football changed its running trajectory and rolled forward quickly. Song Jun's movement of dribbling the ball had a solemn smell!

Song Jun dribbled the ball quickly, and after three steps, he rushed outside the penalty area like a cheetah!

I saw him stepping his right foot on the right side of the football about twenty centimeters, tilting his left leg backwards and stretching his body naturally.

Song Jun focused on the football in front of him. At this moment, Song Jun transformed into a general on the battlefield. He waved the sword in his hand and slashed hard towards the enemy's head. The football was the sword in his hand!

Song Jun's left leg swung forward like lightning. In an instant, his left ankle joint hit the upper back of the football!

"Bang!..." A crisp sound!

Song Jun's left leg moved forward with the ball, and his body bent into a bow. Song Jun's left ankle joint is the bow string, and football is the arrow!

The sharp arrow left the bowstring and flew rapidly!

The football flew rapidly against the green grass, and it blew a gust of wind!

The grass clippings on the turf were brought up by the wind. The grass clippings flew everywhere, as if cheering!

At this moment, the space seemed to become smaller, and the distance between the football and the goal suddenly became shorter. In an instant, the sharp arrow passed through the goalkeeper's right hand and drilled into the goal net from the inside of the left goal post!

"Good ball!" Countless players cheered loudly.

A ray of light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, his breathing almost paused, and he was deeply shocked. Yang Fan's thinking paused for several seconds. After returning to normal, he thought to himself that he was indeed a professional player!

Speeding up, catching the ball, dribbling the ball, shooting the whole process is done in one go without any sense of stagnation. All techniques and movements are free and easy. What's even more amazing is that his shooting is extremely powerful and has a tricky angle!

Song Jun has indeed been carefully crafted by the coach of the third team. He is the third team of Rongcheng Club, the most outstanding product in recent decades!

Qian Xiaohuan shouted loudly: "Why are you standing there? Next one!"

His voice revealed pride!

...

Yang Fan felt very stressed, and his teammates in front had done very well. Now it's time for him to practice.

Yang Fan has never conducted professional training. He was born with wild football and is technically unable to compare with his teammates. These teammates have undergone seven years of professional training.
To be continued...