"Are you a little nervous?" Alfonso spoke.

Zhu Xu smiled bitterly: "Yes, my first time joining the national team, and more importantly, I didn't know them at all. My husband said that my biggest problem is that I flew too fast and had no foundation, so it was difficult for people to convince. And this is a matter of no choice. I can only wait for the test of time. I think it may be difficult for me to gain trust, and I don't know how to face my new teammates."

He was really worried that the five thousand years of culture have made the Chinese people's speech more sleek. If the officials don't say accurate words and the people below don't say objections, you will never understand whether you really want to know. He knows it very well, so he is even more uneasy.

We arrived at the Sheraton Hotel soon, and everyone was arranged to rest and ordered to have training classes tonight.

At 5 pm, I held a 30-minute relaxation activity on the small lawn near the beach in the hotel.

After Zhu Xu arrived, the international players were obviously absent-minded. Camacho pointed to the goal that was temporarily pulled up: "Do you want to try it?"

Zhu Xu jumped twice and pulled down his ligament: "OK" I am idle, but he is still idle. Due to the jet lag, his physical strength is only 80 now, but it is enough. It is still very easy to adjust his body with deep sleep. Anywhere, strength is your bargaining chip.

The Chinese national football team was attracted by the attention. They watched several videos of Zhu Xu, but it seemed that it was a bit fake. The highlights were all exaggerated, and they all looked like Superman.

When Zhu Xu came to the goal, Yang Zhi seemed a little nervous.

Camacho said: "You can shoot with a few kinds of shots, you are good at it."

Zhu Xu thought about it: "Fallen leaves, arc balls, heavy artillery." His thunder bombardment was just a primary level, so naturally it was considered a good one.

Camacho pointed at the 30-meter position: "Kick some and see."

Zhu Xu set the ball, jumped a few times, then closed his eyes to calm his world. In his 2-month career, in order to adapt to the game, he learned to quickly adjust his mood. When he opened his eyes, his expression became very serious.

Zhu Xu carefully arranged the football, stood in front of the ball, took a few steps back, trotted forward, and kicked the football hard with his right foot: "Heavy gun!"

As soon as Zhu Xu finished speaking, everyone saw Zhu Xu lifting his foot, a white light, and the football was in the goal, and they didn't even see the flight route of the football clearly.

Yang Zhi stood at the goal in a daze, too fast, too fast, he didn't see clearly where the football flew into the goal net, and a pain emerged in his heart. Is this the difference between them and top players? As a goalkeeper, he couldn't even see the football flight route.

Zhu Xu didn't even look after the game, but took a ball from the side and put it back on: "Yang Zhi, come back to your senses, you are the goalkeeper, don't be dazed, every save should be regarded as the most important ball on the field."

Zhu Xu has always been serious about football and a sense of responsibility. Everyone said that he was completely different on the court and off the court. Granero even joked that he wanted to write a new psychological report on Zhu Xu's personality.

Yang Zhi suddenly came to his senses, then stared at Zhu Xu with a serious look on his face. He couldn't let himself be so embarrassed, and he didn't even know where the ball flew in.

Zhu Xu put the ball on the ball, then raised his foot, and quickly kicked the ball out with his inner instep: "Super arc ball!"

The football flew up and rushed straight towards the goal. Yang Zhi ran forward 2 steps. A gust of wind was in his ear. The football bypassed him and flew quickly towards the net.

The whole audience was quiet, and Yang Zhi looked behind him blankly, helpless, this was his only feeling.

Zhu Xu opened his mouth: "Arc ball means that the greater the relative speed of the sphere and the air, the greater the force on the sphere, and the greater the arc of the ball. Suppose you look from the upward direction of the ball (the line of sight is perpendicular to the ground), and at the same time, the instantaneous direction of the ball's movement trajectory is perpendicular to your line of sight, and the ball rotates counterclockwise. The relative friction speed of the right side of the ball and the air is greater than the left side, and the direction of the ball's movement will shift to the left. The greater the relative friction speed, the more offset the ball, that is, the arc

The greater the degree, this is the arc and height. Suppose you look at the front side of the ball (the line of sight is parallel to the ground), and at the same time the instantaneous direction of the ball's movement trajectory is perpendicular to the left. If the ball rotates clockwise, the lower part of the ball rubs against the air more than the upper part, the faster the ball falls. This is more difficult to bypass the human wall (but bypassing it is a threat). On the contrary, the slower the ball falls, but it is easy to bypass the human wall (but the slower the ball gives the goalkeeper too much time to react)."

"You have to see how the ball rotates. Don't stare at me, it's useless to look at me, you have to look at the ball." Zhu Xu said: "A fallen leaf ball below. Are you ready?"

Zhu Xu pinched the football with his hand, then placed it on the ground, then took two steps back, quickly stepped forward, and kicked directly to the midpoint of the football with his toes.

The football flew quickly to the goal and suddenly fell. Another goal was scored.

Yang Zhi closed his eyes and looked helpless and depressed. Even if he knew, he still couldn't get it. This is the gap. The gap between him and world-class goalkeepers. If they meet a strong team, is he just a decoration?

Kamacho took the lead in applauding: "Okay! It's worthy of being a world-class striker." He spoke to Yang Zhi: "Don't worry, Zhu, is our person. He won't stand opposite you during the game. What you have to worry about is the Iraqi goalkeeper, not you." Of course, the translation is Zhu Xu.

Yang Zhi grabbed his head and suddenly realized: "Yes, what am I worried about?" How many people are like Zhu Xu? Why am I worried about? Yang Zhi instantly recovered his spirits.

Zhu Xu's face twitched... This is a good psychological quality.

Camacho lined up 10 goals 20 meters away and pointed to the goal: "Use your usual shooting method."

Zhu Xu nodded: "The coach said that using the usual shooting method, it is basically difficult to use those stunts in the game, so once it appears, it will be a classic. Yang Zhi, please be careful."

Fancy techniques are basically used for penalty kicks and free kicks, because the pace of the game is so fast that you don’t have time to adjust. Of course, Zhu Xu is different. Because of his skills, his body will react the fastest. But he doesn’t use it often. Although the body will adjust automatically, it still takes time. And someone will destroy your ball at any time. The safest way is to shoot normally, which is efficient and sharp.

Zhu Xu had a strange smile on his face. He often did such shooting training. The three goalkeepers of Real Madrid were basically victims. His shooting skills were very high. No one disturbed or fought for it. It was easier to kick than a penalty kick. Basically, there was only one word in. Moreover, he made a quick shot. Adan once did not save one, but was caught by Uncle Bird and taught him a lesson.

Zhu Xu took a deep breath, then raised his foot and looked at it without looking, one after another, without stopping, Zhu Xu kicked all of them and turned his head: "Okay."

Camacho's eyes were also glowing. In almost half a minute, Yang Zhi had no idea and stood numbly at the goal, with 10 football balls behind him obediently behind him.

"Cao, the goalkeepers who played against you are so awesome!" Yang Zhi couldn't help but speak: "How did they save the ball."

Zhu Xu spread his hands: "Who would let me kick like this during the game? In fact, this is to calculate the speed of the players' footwork and the habit of playing football, nothing is counted."

The Chinese national football team on the court didn't say anything. This is the gap. If they let them play, they can't score 10 goals in such a short time. They may not even be able to finish 10 goals, and they often fly penalty kicks.

Camacho was very satisfied and took the lead in applauding: "It is worthy of being His Royal Highness of the Bernabeu."

Zhu Xu smiled. He is already quite thick-skinned now, especially when it comes to praise. He is numb as he listens. Of course, criticism is the same. He is scolded by Uncle Bird every day and scolded by robots. Now, whether it is good or bad, he says: There is no duck pear at all.

Camacho was very satisfied, and the people from the Football Association were even more satisfied. Zhu Xu was more reliable than others in any case. Moreover, he was indeed good at foot skills, quicker to make his feet, and accurate enough. Camacho announced that he would go for a meal after half an hour of walking and start simple training at 8 pm.

Li Weifeng patted Zhu Xu on the shoulder: "Okay! I have a few tricks and I am worthy of being a wealthy family. You are much more reliable than Zhang Chengdong and the others."

Zhang Chengdong smiled: "Is there anything we can compare with? Who knows me in Europe? But Zhu Xu is different. All European media call him His Highness the Prince. He sneezes a few times, and the next day you can see in the Sports News that the flu is coming, and the prince of Bernabeu is unfortunately caught!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this

Zhang Chengdong obviously wants to have a good relationship with Zhu Xu the most. In Portugal, he understands better than these teammates in China. Zhu Xu’s current voice is now, and the Portuguese darling, Cristiano is in Real Madrid, and has a very good relationship with Zhu Xu.

Every time Luo is interviewed by Portuguese media, he will mention Zhu Xu when his teammates are mentioned, and he is full of praise for Zhu Xu. He said Zhu Xu is the most talented player he has ever seen, no one. He said Zhu Xu is very diligent and has good morals; he said Zhu Xu will go very far...

Every time Zhang Chengdong saw these reports, he sighed that he understood how difficult it was to be accepted, and it was even more rare to make Ronaldo sincerely praise him.

The international players laughed: "Zhu Xu and the others really call you like this."

Zhu Xu nodded honestly: "Well, the English prince is much easier to say than the Chinese Zhu Xu."

Huang Bowen also joked: "When I was watching live broadcasts in Korea, as long as it was broadcasts in Europe, I heard Your Highness the Prince break through from time to time, Oh! Your Highness the Prince scored a goal. Your Highness the Prince is really the most cost-effective signing ever by Real Madrid. Your Highness the Prince intercepted the ball." Huang Bowen laughed: "You don't know. Last time I watched a radio broadcast, that person must be a fan of Zhu Xu. I heard it in one game, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, buzzing, Your Highness the Prince, I laughed to death."

Zhu Xu smiled and said, "You can only understand the word 'Your Highness'."
Chapter completed!