Chapter 86 Winter Break

Ibiza, belonging to Spain, is part of the famous Balearic Islands and is known as a wild resort.

The lush vegetation, the fresh air and the beautiful blue ocean outline a beautiful picture.

In December, the temperature here reaches 26 degrees, which is extremely cool without a trace of sultriness.

Come here, there is a feeling of relaxation in the mind.

Even Yi Le couldn't stand it for the first few days and wanted to have a good rest, but he was quickly reversed by his rigid personality.

After wasting three days of training, Yi Le wanted to pick it up again.

As for Neymar and Mbappe, they have already started to rush to the sea with joy and start their new day of action.

Neymar has nothing to do about Yi Le's incompatibility, but he understands Yi Le's extremely self-disciplined character, and it's good that Yi Le doesn't force them to train now.

At noon, Yi Le jogged on the beach.

On the left is the endless ocean, under the lapping of the waves, there are splashes of water from time to time, which is extremely cool.

In order not to be disturbed by others during the training, Yi Le also disguised himself to ensure that he would not be recognized by others.

Stepping on the soft sand with bare feet, I feel that it is a little difficult to exert strength every time, but this does not make Yi Le feel bored, on the contrary, it makes him more happy.

He feels that in this environment, it can be regarded as a kind of weight training.

Running along the coastline, Yi Le came to a fence. Seeing that there was no way forward, he thought about turning around and continuing to run.

Just as he turned around, he suddenly heard movement behind him.

"Joy! Here... pass the ball!!"

"Look at me easily passing him!!"

"yeah!!!!!!"

Childish voice mixed with full enthusiasm,

This came from the other end of the isolation fence in front of him, but the middle was covered by dense vegetation, so Yi Le couldn't see it clearly.

However, listening to the passionate movement,

Yi Le couldn't help but feel itchy feet.

He hasn't played football for several days.

Thinking of this, Yi Le decisively climbed over the isolation fence, and ducked through the grass.

After passing the dense vegetation, the eyes suddenly open up.

This is an open space the size of half a football field.

In this open space, more than 10 little boys are running happily.

They used shoes to make goals, played barefoot, and every little face was filled with smiles.

Under the sun, the appearance of the teenagers made Yi Le a little dazed.

He seems to have seen himself in La Masia, but compared to these children, Yi Le is happier.

Because the equipment on these children is very simple, and judging from the clothes they are not from a wealthy family.

One of the teenagers caught Yi Le's attention.

A curly-haired white boy, he looks like he is about 12 years old, but his speed is very fast, at least 13 seconds for 100 meters by visual inspection, and you must know that this is a soft beach.

What if he is allowed to play on flat ground, what if he is given a set of professional equipment?

This is talent! That's potential!

At least Yi Le understands that when he was so old, he was definitely not as fast as the little guy in front of him.

Yi Le continued to watch, but the next scene made him feel dumbfounded.

This curly-haired white kid is obviously fast, but he has to play in the midfield position. His speed has not been effectively used, and his vision is not wide, so needless to say his footwork.

Seeing this, Yi Le couldn't help but said in Spanish, "Hey! Curly boy, you should play as a winger!"

Yi Le suddenly made a sound, interrupting the little guys' game.

They all turned their heads to look at the past, with some vigilance in their eyes.

And the curly-haired white guy looked Yi Le up and down, snorted, and had no intention of answering, turned his head and shouted, "Let's keep kicking!"

The other children also looked at Yi Le and continued to kick their own balls.

Yi Le scratched his head in embarrassment, and could only turn around and re-enter the grass, climb over the fence and leave.

 …

In the evening, Yi Le returned to his room after finishing his equipment training, and found Neymar and Mbappe feasting in his room, their mouths full of oil.

The corners of Yi Le's eyes twitched, and he shouted, "Hey! Are you telling me that I should take you to training?"

Immediately, Neymar and Mbappe looked at each other.

Mbappe laughed dryly: "We just want to share food with you!"

Yi Le rolled his eyes, took out the boiled chicken breast from the refrigerator, sat next to the two of them and began to eat it.

Seeing the way Yi Le gnawed a piece of bland chicken breast out of delicious food, Neymar couldn't help feeling secretly... Cruel!

Yi Le gnawed halfway, as if thinking of something, he turned his head and asked, "Killian, how fast were you when you were 12 years old?"

"Huh? Chirping, croaking, croaking in the house..."

Yi Le grinned and said, "Let's talk after eating!"

Mbappe chewed quickly, and finally picked up the mineral water and poured it vigorously; "ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton!"

"Huh!" Mbappe exhaled, proudly said: "I was 12 years old and could run to 12.11 seconds."

Yi Le nodded slightly and said: "Then you say that a 12-year-old kid can run for about 13 seconds is considered excellent?"

Mbappe asked; "Is there any trace of training on him?"

Yi Le thought about the clothes of the curly-haired white boy, probably a child from a poor family, shook his head and said, "No!"

"Then he should be faster after undergoing systematic training and correct running posture." After a pause, Mbappe smiled; "Of course, it is still difficult for him to surpass me."

Yi Le nodded and said, "I understand."

Then he took a few bites and said suddenly, "I forgot to tell you, he ran 13 seconds on the beach!"

Mbappe: "..."

Neymar: "..."

 …

The next day, Yi Le came to the dilapidated and simple court again.

There was no game this time, but he saw the curly-haired white boy bouncing the ball alone with his head down.

Yi Le thought for a while, and was about to go up to say hello.

"Hi!"

The curly-haired white boy looked up, ignored Yi Le, and continued to juggle the ball.

Yi Le scratched her cheek awkwardly, and said, "Can we practice together?"

Hearing this, the curly-haired white boy raised his head and said, "You know how to play football?"

Yi Le shrugged and said with a smile: "In this country, it's hard to find someone who can't play football, isn't it?"

The curly-haired white boy immediately puffed up his chest and said proudly, "We are world champions!"

Yi Le smiled and said, "You didn't train the ball like that."

After speaking, Yi Le hooked the ball over, and began to use the tops and insteps of his feet to perform various pulling movements. The movements were smooth and natural, and extremely gorgeous.

Afterwards, Yi Leyou turned the ball upside down and started doing all kinds of tricks.

It's a bit like freestyle football. Although it's useless in the professional arena, many professional teams with good skills have some, and Yi Le is one of the best.

Looking at Yi Le's splendid playing style, the little guy widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Wow~~~~~!"

Yi Le put the ball on his head and stared at it, and asked, "Want to learn?"

"Think!" The little guy said without any hesitation.

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Lu Yin Silly Waist Golden Seal Chapter 86: Winter break