Soccer: The Road to Extraordinary

Chapter 259 Finally a Reporter Came

Yan Feng kicked the solid ball under his feet without thinking too much.

The medicine ball quickly flew towards the penalty area. Samper judged the route, and then adjusted a few steps to unload the ball with his chest.Then, "Ah!"

"Oops! I forgot this is a medicine ball." Yan Feng remembered when he saw Samper lying on the ground after catching the ball with his chest.

Yan Feng hurried over to check on Samper. "Sampel, are you okay. Don't get hurt."

"Ah, hiss. What is this? I feel like I got a stone." Samper sat up and rubbed his chest and asked.

"I'm sorry, Samper. I forgot to tell you that this is actually a medicine ball." Yan Feng said apologetically.

"What? Medicine ball?" Samper was a little unbelievable, and he hooked the medicine ball with one hand.He didn't believe it was really a solid ball until he felt the weight of the ball. "My God. It's really a medicine ball!"

"Samper, are you okay? Are you injured?" Yan Feng was more concerned about Samper.He didn't want Samper to be injured by himself because he was kind enough to help him practice long passes.

"I'm fine. I'm not injured. However, it really hurts. I already have a red ball mark on my chest." Samper lowered his collar and looked in.

"I'm sorry. Samper, fortunately you were not injured." Yan Feng felt very sorry.It was Yan Feng's own negligence that Samper suffered this crime.

"It's okay. I'm not injured. But, Yan, you're a weirdo. You actually play with a medicine ball. This is the first time I've seen it." Samper said, looking at the medicine ball in his hand full of enthusiasm.As he spoke, he turned upside down to feel the weight of the ball.

"Oh. I made this myself for intensive training." Yan Feng organized it and said.

"Intensive training? Medicine ball? Is this your Chinese special training method?" Samper asked curiously.

"Um, that's okay. I used it for my own practice." Yan Feng said.

"Hehe. Yan, tell me the truth. Do you know Chinese Kungfu? Have a drink!" Samper asked with a mysterious face, and compared a few kung fu postures while talking.

"Ah. You think too much about this. No." Yan Feng said honestly.

"Yan, don't you want to tell me. This should be the secret weapon you use to practice kung fu?" Samper said with adoring eyes.

"Really not." Yan Feng was a little dumbfounded.Unexpectedly, Samper, who looks elegant, is also a kung fu fan.

"I understand. I've seen Kung Fu movies. You Chinese have some secret skills that cannot be passed on to others." Samper thought he had found the truth.

"Yan, can you tell me? Can you kick people away with your feet? Don't worry, I won't tell others." Samper compared Bruce Lee's kicking moves.

"Oh, no. I really don't know kung fu. Samper, you think too much." Yan Feng was a little speechless.I thought to myself, where do I look like someone who knows kung fu?Didn't you just get a medicine ball to practice?Is it necessary to treat me as a martial artist?

"Hey, it's fine if you don't tell me. I understand that everyone who has kung fu is unwilling to let others know." Samper said seriously.

Yan Feng didn't know how to explain it.

"Yan, are you practicing Kungfu football with this training? I saw on the Internet that you Chinese use Shaolin Kungfu to play football." Samper continued after thinking for a while.

"Eh~" Yan Feng continued to be speechless.He began to admire Samper's rich imagination.

"No wonder. I finally understand now. Why Yan you have such a terrifying physical fitness. That's right, which kung fu master's physical fitness is not beyond ordinary people? So, Yan you are a kung fu master, now I just want to use kung fu to play football." Samper found a new answer by himself.

"Sampel, you really think too much. I don't know any kung fu at all. I'm just a football player." Yan Feng tried to explain clearly.

"Hehe. Yan, I have seen you play football with this training. Can you let me practice together?" Samper suddenly became very interested in the medicine ball.

"If you want to practice, you can practice together. But, let me tell you seriously, I really don't know kung fu. This is just a special method I use to train skills." Yan Feng wanted to explain the facts clearly the truth.

"Hehe, special method. I understand." Samper threw the medicine ball on the ground with a smile, and then started dribbling by himself.

"Hey, what is this?" Yan Feng was a little speechless when he saw Samper's eagerness to try.

And Samper looked quite serious, but he looked like he was not used to it and was very difficult.

"It's so heavy. Yan. This medicine ball is hard to carry." Samper said after carrying it for a while.

"Yes. At the beginning, it was really not easy to carry." Yan Feng said.

"Understood." Samper continued to lead.

After taking enough distance, Samper waited and looked at Yan Feng who was about to pass the ball.

"Samper, otherwise, forget it. This is very likely to be injured." Seeing this, Yan Feng was very worried.After all, Samper is the first time he has come into contact with medicine balls. If dribbling is nothing, if he comes to play long distances, he might get injured.

"Don't worry. Yan, I will be very careful." Samper shouted.

After shouting, Samper really kicked the medicine ball.

The medicine ball flew out, but the speed and strength were average, and it couldn't fly to Yan Feng accurately.

After Yan Feng judged the trajectory of the ball, he ran over and easily unloaded the medicine ball with his feet.

"Oh, it hurts!" At this moment, Samper bent down and rubbed his feet while walking.

"Are you all right? Samper. Don't get hurt." Yan Feng ran to Samper with the ball and asked.

"Uh, it should be fine. It's just that my feet hurt! And this ball is really too heavy. It's hard to kick it." Samper said with a frown.

"This is indeed the case. Samper, I think it's better to forget it. After all, this medicine ball is a regular thing. If you get injured, it will be troublesome. When I was in China before, someone kicked it off accidentally. Injured." Yan Feng continued to persuade.There is no problem for him to use it for practice, and he can still bear the little pain.But others don't know, maybe they will really get hurt.

"That's it. Then, let's forget it. It will be really troublesome if you get injured." Samper was actually just curious.After trying it now, it is difficult to kick and there is a risk of injury.You must know that what a professional player fears most is not a strong opponent, but injuries.No matter how powerful an opponent is, one day he will be defeated, but injuries can make him bid farewell to his career.

"Then let's switch to normal football next." Yan Feng suggested.

"Okay." Samper nodded in agreement.

Next, Yan Feng and Samper switched back to normal football for passing practice.

Changed to normal football, this time Samper's technical skills came out.Not to mention, he is really a player from La Masia.Both the sense of the ball and the ability to control the pass are very good.At least he is much better than Yan Feng.

Compared with Samper's highly accurate long pass, Yan Feng's pass is a bit touching.Often the accuracy is not enough, and the strength is too much.

Yan Feng has already been mentally prepared for passing the ball with a lot of strength.After practicing heavy ball and then practicing normal football, this kind of excessive force will always appear at the beginning.But this is what he wants, as long as he tries to control the intensity when practicing normal football.This is a process of achieving controllability in training.

When Yan Feng played normal football with normal control, other teammates came one after another.At this time, Yan Feng and Samper stopped the long pass practice.

"Hi, good morning. Yan. To be honest, I just saw your compatriots outside." When Longban came, he shouted loudly before he approached the other party.

"Hi, good morning. Longban. My compatriots? Chinese?" Yan Feng asked curiously.

"Yes. I'm sure they are Chinese. They should all look similar to you. They all have black hair and black eyes." Longban began to describe what he saw.

"Oh. Could it be that our team has new players from China?" Yan Feng asked in disbelief.

"No. Not the players. It's the reporters. They're all holding microphones and cameras. I think they're here to interview us. Right?" Longban laughed, and he had a good laugh.

"Reporter. It was originally like this." Yan Feng nodded.To the reporter, to be honest, Yan Feng didn't have much feeling.Especially for domestic reporters, especially sports or entertainment reporters, his views are not as sacred as the uncrowned king.It is quite normal for the domestic media to praise Chinese players when they play well, and trample on them when they do not play well.

"Hey, buddy. I don't think you are very excited!" Long Ban was a little surprised to see Yan Feng's expression.

"Hehe. Longban, we are La Liga players. Isn't it normal for reporters to come to interview?" Yan Feng said calmly.

"Hey, Yan. That's a group of reporters from China. I heard that your Chinese professional game is now burning money to buy players all over the world. And your China has a population of more than one billion. This will give us a lot more Fans. Maybe there are more fans than all the fans in Spain combined. Hehe." The more Longban said, the happier he was, as if he saw a frightening number of fans after he was interviewed by a Chinese reporter .

"Ha, Longban. Don't tell me. Are you going to transfer to the Chinese Super League?" Yan Feng said jokingly.

"Why not?" Longban replied.

"Ah! Are you really planning to go to the Chinese Super League?" Yan Feng couldn't believe it.

"Tevez has gone. I heard that his salary has been doubled several times. Even more than Ronaldo and Messi. My God, think about the overwhelming fans, tens of millions Ten million. And that life can't spend all the money. I feel excited when I think about it." Longban said solemnly.

"Um. Are you serious?" Yan Feng believed Long Ban's appearance.

"Haha, I'm joking. I just want to know how much your Chinese team will pay for me. You know, my worth is not very high. I really want to see how I feel worth tens of millions of euros. "Longban laughed.

"Ha~ You, listen to me, buddy. In fact, the Super League rarely buys defenders. They only like offensive players." Yan Feng also laughed.

"Ah? So that's the case. But, even so. But as long as there are Chinese reporters interviewing us, there must be a lot of fans, right?" Longban asked with some uncertainty.

"Of course. That's for sure. As you know, there are so many people in China, more than the whole of Europe combined. Therefore, there are more people watching football than the entire population of Spain." Yan Feng smiled Said.Although Chinese football is indeed terrible, there are not many fans at all.If it is not for the development of Chinese football, it is always not on the right path.That development of one of the strongest leagues in the world is not a dream.

"Oh. I seem to see my countless fans." Longban was very happy.At this time, seeing the situation on the sidelines, he hurriedly said to him, "Hey, Yan, the coach is here. The group of Chinese reporters are also here."

"Oh~" Yan Feng turned his head when he heard the words.Indeed, the coaching staff was followed by a group of reporters from China.Yan Feng even saw the signs of several familiar domestic sports TV stations.

"I saw it, Yan Feng is there." Someone in the group of reporters saw Yan Feng, and the cameramen all pointed their cameras at Yan Feng's side.

Seeing this, Yan Feng quickly raised his hand and waved a few times with a smile.Although he is not interested in reporters or anything, the intimacy in his heart cannot be escaped when he can see his compatriots in a distant foreign country.

"Hi!" Long Ban beside Yan Feng laughed and waved along with him.

Seeing this, the reporter with the microphone over there wanted to rush over to interview Yan Feng, but was stopped by the team staff.

"Sorry, reporters. It's training time, you can't go in and disturb them."

Knowing that they couldn't go in for direct interviews, the reporters could only stand outside the training ground and watch.Then reporters from various TV stations began to report.

"Everyone, viewers, I am a special reporter from XX Sports in Granada. I am reporting on the training ground in Granada. We can see that Yan Feng has integrated into the team, and he gets along very well with his teammates` `````"

"I am XX Sports Station ``````"

Seeing outside the training ground, there are all kinds of long guns and short cannons that may be aimed at him.Granada's players were very active in the next training session.All of them had excited expressions on their faces.It seems that they have long forgotten that they lost to Real Madrid a few days ago.

In fact, it is no wonder that they were very happy to see a reporter on the sidelines.After all, Granada's performance is too poor, and it is the second-to-last team in the league.It is impossible for such a result to receive too much attention.Unless it is Real Madrid who kicked this result.

Infected by this, Yan Feng also became excited.This miraculously made him feel better in the next training session than before.He suddenly felt that he seemed to be getting closer to keeping up with the rhythm of the team.It made him very happy.Therefore, after the training, he gladly accepted interviews from domestic reporters.He even accepted a personal interview proposed by CCTV.

(End of this chapter)