"Why did you want to come to my room for special training?" Sun Pan used the room card to open the door of his and Yang Muge's room, and complained as he looked at Guo Nu.

"Oh, Lao Guo and I have other people in the room, so it's not convenient. There are no outsiders in the room of you and Yang Muge." Zhou Yi explained, pushing Guo Nu into the room.

After watching the door, Sun Pan stood at the door with his hands on his hips and asked, "Okay, now can you tell us what the special training looks like...what are you looking for!"

Zhou Yi was rummaging through the drawer and said, "Should you wait a moment... I have it!"

Then he pulled out a piece of paper, took the paper and turned it around the room, and compared it one by one: "Quilt, desk lamp, wall lamp, TV, mirror, chair..."

"What are you holding?"

"The room item list and price." Zhou Yi said.

"What?" Sun Pan suddenly had a bad premonition...

At this time, Zhou Yi had already counted the things on the list, and then said to everyone: "Old Guo's problem is that he is not calm enough, so we will make him calm down when it is difficult to calm down. If Lao Guo can persist in this special training, I believe that it will definitely help him on the court!"

"Say the point!"

"This special training specifically means that Lao Guo was scolded by us while kicking the ball." Zhou Yi finally expressed his attention.

"Ah?" Sun Pan asked questions all over, and Guo Nu was also surprised.

What kind of special training is this?

Zhou Yi further explained: "Whenever Lao Guo scolds him now, he will be furious. Then we will use this method to make him lose his calmness. But while losing his calmness, he also needs to maintain the stability of rushing the ball. If the ball flies or lands, he will be punished."

"So that's it..." Yang Muge, who had not said anything, understood Zhou Yi's intention and nodded. He also felt that although this idea sounded unreliable at first glance, in fact...it really makes sense.

When you are bumping the ball, you need to be calm so that you can control the football well. However, if you are in a very irritable situation, the ball may not be bumped - you are afraid you will want to kick the football out with a big foot.

Under such circumstances, Guo Nu really has to work hard to control his emotions in order to further control his body and continue to rush the ball.

"What punishment will be if you fail?" Sun Pan was even more curious about the punishment. Anyway, he was not the one who was scolded, so he didn't care whether this method was effective or not.

"Failed...Let's learn to bark three times!" Zhou Yi said.

"Ah?!" Even Yang Muge couldn't help but scream this time. He and Sun Pan opened their mouths wide and looked at Zhou Yi, then turned their heads to look at Guo Nu.

Guo Nu didn't expect that the punishment would be the failure. His face turned out to be red at the bottom of his neck.

Zhou Yi naturally saw Guo Nu's expression, and he said to Guo Nu: "Old Guo, you don't want to learn to bark, so don't let the football land. This is your only chance, will you accept it?"

Guo Nu thought about it and he really wanted to turn around and leave because he always felt that Zhou Yi's method was simply a different way to tease him.

But he thought of Zhou Yi speaking out for him on the court this afternoon, and he felt that Zhou Yi should not be that kind of person.

Finally, he nodded: "Okay...right."

"Okay!" Zhou Yi was very happy that Guo Nu could accept it. He snapped his fingers and threw the football to Guo Nu: "Then let's start now!"

After Guo Nu used his chest to remove the football that Zhou Yi threw over, he began to slam the ball.

Football jumps back and forth between his left and right feet, which is the most common and simplest way to get the ball. In this special training, Guo Nu felt that this is also the safest way.

Zhou Yi sat on the sofa, pretending to watch the show, and then started chatting with Guo: "Actually, Lao Guo, I think Liang Qiqi's words are quite representative. Your performance after you come on the court is really bad. It makes sense to say that you are an undercover agent of Bayern Munich Youth Team..."

Before he finished speaking, the football fell on the carpet. Guo Nu clenched his fists and looked at Zhou Yi with anger, his face flushed red.

"Guo arrogance!" Sun Pan yelled quickly when he saw this.

Zhou Yi spread his hands: "This is special training, special training, Lao Guo. You can't even get through the first round, how can you play the game?"

"Zhou Yi is right. This is just training. What he said is a training requirement, not really what..." Yang Muge also explained to Zhou Yi next to him.

Guo Nu then realized that Zhou Yi had indeed said he wanted to scold him when he was bumping the ball...

"No, no, no...I'm so embarrassed." The ashamed Guo Nu immediately stuttered, "I'll take it seriously. The tone of your words... is too similar to that...it means..."

"Of course, we must strive for reality, otherwise how can we achieve training results?" Zhou Yi sat down again, "But you should accept punishment when you let the football land just now?"

Guo Nu's face turned dark again when he heard this.

The air inside suddenly seemed to solidify, and there was no one's voice, as if everyone was looking forward to something.

Guo Nu lowered his head and clenched his fists hard, and his clenched knuckles turned white.

This is the first time in his seventeen-year life that he has never experienced this. In the past, if someone spoke to him with similar requests, he would be beaten up by him immediately. Even if he was sent to the hospital by others, he would never allow others to insult him like this!

But now...

Zhou Yi is not trying to humiliate himself, but helping himself. He is kind-hearted.

Guo Nu reminded himself repeatedly in his heart, otherwise he would really go crazy.

After a while, he felt it was very long and finally controlled his emotions.

He lowered his head and said in a very low voice: "Wang, Wang, Wang..."

Zhou Yi asked: "Old Guo, are you stuttering, or have you really called three times?"

"Three sounds!" Guo said angrily.

"The sound is too low, I thought you were embarrassed to stutter again..."

"Wang! Wang! Wang!" Guo shouted three more angrily, each of these three sounds was full of energy and very broken.

Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly: "Okay! I really didn't stutter this time!"

Guo was so angry that he was breathing heavily, but he still reminded himself in his heart that all this was for special training...

Sun Pan laughed heartlessly beside him.

But when the training continued, he quickly couldn't laugh.

Because he found that Guo Nu's mood is very unstable now, the ball naturally cannot be bumped well, and the football will fly around. It flew to the wall again and almost hit the wall light.

This scared Sun Pan very much - if the wall light breaks, you will lose money! This is his and Yang Muge's room!

"Be careful!" he pointed at Guo Nu and said.

"You, you, do you... think I'm willing to learn to bark?" Guo Nu, who had just snatched three times, also gritted his teeth.

"Damn..." Sun Pan was speechless, so he decided to do something by himself, which was much better than believing that Guo Nu's emotional control ability.

After the training continued, Sun Pan no longer watched the show with his arms around him, but lowered his center of gravity, stared at the football with his eyes tightly, and his hands were slightly opened, just like he was standing in front of the door waiting for the opponent to attack...

Soon, after Zhou Yi said, "Oh, Lao Guo, you look like this, you must still be single, right?", the football flew out.

At the same time, Sun Pan also shot out like an arrow, jumping into the air, stretching out his hands, and grabbed the football kicked by Guo Nu, while he fell on the bed - if he didn't stop it, the ball was heading towards the wall light again.

"Do you have a grudge against the wall lights in my room?" Sun Pan was still afraid of lying on the bed.

"I'm...can't control it!" Guo Nu stuttered to defend himself. He was prone to stuttering when he was emotionally unstable, and since the special training began, he had no time to steadily...

"Three tones, Lao Guo." Zhou Yi reminded Guo Nu.

Guo Nu gritted his teeth and called out "Wang" three times again, and the training continued.

Sun Pan became extremely busy. He caught high and low blocks and followed the football kicked by Guo Nu into the air - this was simply more difficult than defending the shots of the giant youth team players in the game, because he could not use the movements of holding the ball and hitting the ball to hit the ball. He had to make sure that the football was held, he could not take off his hands, nor could he hit other places.

So after a few rounds, Sun Pan was so tired that he was out of breath.

"Damn... Are you training me or you? "Sun Pan lying on the bed holding the football, complaining, he didn't think about it anymore. Because getting up means he would be worried and in a hurry again.

Yang Muge also joined the action of helping Guo Nu wipe his butt and intercepted the football with Sun Pan. After all, Sun Pan could not cover all the spaces around Guo Nu at 360 degrees. There were various obstacles in the room, so he could not move freely.

When Yang Muge and Sun Pan were both mobilized by football, Zhou Yi sat on the sofa, seemingly chatting with Guo Nu, but poisonous arrows shot at Guo Nu, which made the three of them uneasy.

Where is he? It was so pleasant to sit on the sofa and take time to drink a cup of coffee while Guo Nu was "woofing".
Chapter completed!