Lin Mo went to his private training base immediately after returning to Manchester.
Lorca and Casto will not return until the start of the new season, and Lin's father is still discussing cooperation in Miami at this time.
But Lin Mo was not the only one at the training base. As soon as he entered the training ground, Lin Mo saw the person he had been waiting for for a long time.
Paolo Maldini
Wearing a red and black training uniform, Maldini looks a bit old, and the years still leave traces on his face.
Wrinkles are ripples caused by time blowing through the body. This sentence is just right for Maldini.
But in Lin Mo’s eyes, those weather-beaten eyes were still bright and bright, and it didn’t matter if there was a little frost on the temples!
"You are finally here!"
Maldini put his hands behind his back, like a master from the mountains who had been preparing for a long time.
Lin Mo was still a little excited after all. He was a legend of Milan, a once-in-a-lifetime figure!
"Are you...me or..." Lin Mo finally asked the question that had puzzled him for a long time.
"Haha, young man, although I don't know why I appear here, I know that my task is to train you." There was a flash of confusion in Maldini's eyes, but soon Just become determined.
Lin Mo wanted to ask again, but Maldini reached out to stop him: "Start training, let me see what you are capable of."
"Now? Start right away? "
" Otherwise, do you want to have a cup of tea first? "
Lin Mo was speechless and could only warm up with Maldini first.
After warming up, Lin Mo found that although this Maldini looked a bit old, maybe a few years older than in reality, his physical fitness seemed to be the same as before.
After several laps, he was always running in front of Lin Mo, breathing steadily and showing no sign of fatigue.
"Let's see your ability to rush from the wing first. Go and show me again!"
The warm-up was just over, and Maldini seemed to be a different person, becoming extremely aggressive. He said seriously, pointing to the fixed humanoid piles that had been placed not far away.
Linmo followed the request, dribbling the ball past three humanoid piles and then successfully passed the ball with his left foot to Maldini's feet.
He is extremely confident in his smooth dribbling and passing. After upgrading [Absolute Ball Sense], Lin Mo's dribbling has vaguely resembled that of a Brazilian player.
But Maldini shook his head: "There are too many unnecessary little movements, and the pace problem is also big."
He picked up the football and pointed to the other side : "But it doesn't matter, young players are like this. It's me this time, you try again."
"Are we one-on-one?" Lin Mo has been looking forward to this for a long time. If he can play with Maldini If you have a good deal, who else in the Premier League can stop you?he?
Kyle Walker?
"You talk a lot of nonsense!" Maldini threw the ball to Lin Mo as he walked.
The two came to the sideline on the other side. Lin Mo took a deep breath and prepared to forcefully overtake Maldini.
But the next second
Lin Mo felt that the whole aura of Maldini in front of him had changed.
The collision of two extreme contrasts, powerful aura and elegant actions, appear in one person at the same time.
Appeared in front of Lin Mo like a tiger sniffing the roses.
In just an instant, Lin Mo's momentum dropped by at least 20%.
But immediately, Lin Mo's competitive spirit was completely aroused. Facing a more powerful opponent, his blood began to boil and his momentum increased steadily.
Facing Maldini, Lin Mo gritted his teeth and poked the toes of his right foot. His body instantly merged into the wind, his speed and explosiveness were stretched to the limit, and he stepped on the sideline to beat Maldini.
"Bang!"
"Uh!"
The world in front of Lin Mo went dark for a second, and then his body fell heavily to the ground.
In the distance, Maldini was already stepping on the football and looking at him.
"Get up, I know you are not injured."
But Lin Mo was a little dissatisfied: "You are committing a foul, blocking and charging!"
Marr Tiny shrugged and didn't take it seriously: "In the Premier League, there is less than 10% chance of a foul in this situation. Get up, don't waste time!"
Lin Mo was a little angry, but he thought There is no need for the system to correct itself and suppress its anger: "Do it again!"
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This time Lin Mo began to try to change directions and rely on his own skills.
2 seconds later
Lin Mo was tackled directly to the ground, but the football was still at Maldini's feet.
"Who did you learn this from? A 188-inch big man, what kind of tricks are you doing? His pace is small and not fast. Isn't this looking for a shovel?"
Maldini curled his lips. While shaking his head, he didn't understand Lin Mo's dribbling.
Lin Mo lay on the ground and took a few deep breaths before he at least jumped up: "Do it again!"
"Bang!"
Lin Mo hit him this time With Maldini's back, the football was directly blocked by the opponent.
Maldini tilted his head and looked at Lin Mo: "Are you particularly confident in speed and dribbling?"
Lin Mo felt that the other party was not holding back his words, so he ignored him.
He was frustrated three times in a row and did not carry the ball for more than 3 seconds, which made him very frustrated.
But the more this happened, the more Lin Mo became unconvinced.
He began to calm down and review the past few times.
No.The combination of man and ball was not done well once, and the old man was underestimated.
The second time the pace was too small, the speed could not be increased, and he was tackled closely.
The third time I was a little impatient, my steps expanded but my speed was not enough.
Seeing Lin Mo reflecting, Maldini was not in a hurry and just watched Lin Mo lying on the ground thinking quietly.
"Did you not consider physical contact?" Lin Mo suddenly said.
Maldini's eyes lit up and he nodded slightly: "Yes or no, in fact, the combination of man and ball does not mean sticking his feet to his feet like Messi and moving around people, but based on his own situation, Find your own rhythm."
"This is one, and the other is confrontation!"
"In our era, the confrontation between body and technology was constant. People can easily accomplish everything without physical confrontation. ”
“Let me give you an example. Do you know Henry? Go look for his video in the Premier League and see how good his physical confrontation is. "
"The most important thing is to find the pace that suits you. In our era, there were many masters like this."
Maldini became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke: "There is a painting that is famous. You should know the defensive scene for the famous painting of the century, that is, I and Cannavaro tackled Ronaldo at the same time, but in my opinion, either me or him was enough at that time."
The more Lin Mo listened, the more wrong he became. Why was he boasting?
Do older people like to reminisce?
Lin Mo asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with cadence?"
"Ahem!" Maldini's old face turned red, and he shouted sternly: "You're a rookie!" , What are you doing lying down? Come here and continue until you find your own pace."
Damn it! ?
Lin Mo stood up helplessly and murmured in a low voice: "The old man is not easy to take care of."
"What did you say?" Martini said angrily.
Lin Mo immediately took over the football and once again attacked Maldini, who was almost at his peak.
"Ah!"
"Rookie, get up!"
"Come on, what are you doing? This won't work?"
"Open your legs, are you afraid of pulling your balls?"
"Use your body! Body! Use your brain, okay? Is the brain on your shoulder a decoration?"
"Shoulder bump, haven't you eaten at such a young age?"
"I'm asking you to stop the opponent's attack with your hands, but I'm not asking you to walk hand in hand on the street!"
"Hey, you can pick the ball? Try it in the Premier League! Don't want your legs anymore??"
In this way, Lin Mo started his devilish training.
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