Vol 6 Chapter 212: The waves contain the flying boat (2)

The two understood quite well that Wang Ai was never a hard-working man, not a reckless man, but a player who really used his brain. So when he discovers a problem, he will definitely find a way to explore the real cause, instead of relying on fate and luck. This is the reason why Wang Ai has never suffered serious injuries in the past ten years of his career.
Many players, such as Gomez, are far less concerned and sensitive to the body than Wang Ai. Some important signs are often ignored. As a result, injuries come suddenly.
A balanced and strict nutritional intake and a regular and continuous training life can greatly reduce the occurrence of injuries and ensure the continuity of the state. However, the human body is a dynamic organization after all, not a complete machine, so it will always There are various temporary problems. Therefore, good body management requires not only daily persistence, but also temporary intervention.
The night breeze was a bit cold, and Leo Ni and Xu Qinglian greeted them and went home first when they couldn't persuade them, leaving their beloved man tirelessly searching in the quiet park.
The next night, Wang Ai sat at the table frowning, and Li Jun deliberately said loudly: "Doctor, Barcelona and Sparta Moscow played a Champions League yesterday. Messi scored two, Real Madrid and Real Madrid. Manchester City played a game and Ronaldo scored one."
"Um... Um? Um." Wang Ai seemed to have heard it or didn't seem to have heard it. In short, he ate absently. Several times the chopsticks set the green onion that he didn't like, and he didn't even notice it.
As the absolute backbone of this large family of 20 people, when Wang Ai’s rare emotions were not right, the entire dinner became extremely dull. This finally made Wang Ai noticed. He barely raised his hand:
I’m fine, I’m I didn't understand for a while, you eat yours."
The atmosphere was a bit more lively, but dinner was still much faster than usual. Wang Ai consciously put down his chopsticks and got upstairs. After a while, the door of the second study was gently pushed open, and Leo Ni looked at the temporary study which was a bedroom. Wang Ai leaned on the single sofa without knowing it, with one arm resting on his chin, and his eyes staring at the street lamp outside the window.
Just standing and sitting one by one, it took 15 minutes for Wang Ai to realize that there was another person in the room.
"I'm fine, I'm much better than before." Wang Ai smiled.
Leo Ni approached, bending over and looking straight into Wang Ai's eyes: "You are better than just now. It should be your self-construction during this period of time that has played a role, but what is it? They don't. Dare to come, so I can only ask you, your face is scary."
"Really?" Wang Ai let out a sigh of relief: "It has nothing to do with you, what are you afraid of."
"I'm afraid it will delay your thinking." Leonie bent over and felt uncomfortable. She simply squatted in front of Wang Ai, putting her hands on his knees: "If you have any questions, let's discuss it together. Except Qinglian, I and Huang Xin is also a person in the football industry and has been doing it for so many years."
"Yeah." Wang Ai nodded, touched Leo Ni's hand, and looked out the window again: "I feel very wrong, and my state is not right. The training ground today is the same as yesterday's game, I really want to There are many opportunities to advance, but the final conversion rate is only about 15%, which is much lower than my usual, but I still can’t find the reason.

Speaking of this, Wang Ai turned his head and looked at Leo Ni in confusion: "What can you say about me? I haven't found any problems with my life and training in the past two days. There is no discomfort, it just can’t be played, after the kick, it’s gone..."
Speaking of this, Wang Ai suddenly stopped, Leo Ni's hand shook Wang Ai's hand back: "What?"
"It's not as accurate as before." Wang Ai murmured: "But I got a lot more opportunities than before, so I scored a lot of goals, which covered up the problem."
"But I think you were very accurate yesterday, whether it was the game or the training."
Wang Ai shook his head: "You don't understand, I mean my feeling...hiss, it's still wrong..."
Seeing the man getting into entanglement again, Leonie couldn't bear to say: "Or, find a goal and hang up your net? It seems that you don't use this for a few years?"
Wang Ai turned his head: "Oh, yes!"
Looking at the figure of Wang Ai hurriedly downstairs, Leo Ni went out and shook her head at Xu Qinglian. She didn't believe that this was the problem, just as she discovered that Wang Ai didn't believe it much, just a dead horse as a doctor.
From the bottom of the warehouse box, he took out a new training net that women gave him two years ago, but it was useless. Wang Ai took his men and horses to the plantation and found a secluded corner in the two trees. Hanging in between, Wang Ai shot in one by one from a distance of 20 meters, kicking more than a hundred, tried static, dynamic, straight, and curved, and the result was as accurate as ever.
The problem is not solved, the women are already planning to beg for everything. Even Huang Xin is ready to be doubles and triples, but Wang Ai went to his study when he returned home. In this state of anxiety, he had breakfast the next day. It finally climbed to the top before.
Huang Xin, who came back from running and took a shower, and Lei Aoni, who was serving food from the kitchen, and Xu Qinglian, who was rubbing his arms, discovered at the same time that Wang Ai walked into the room almost desperately and looked at them three and said: "I lost my blindfold. Ball ability."
"...What?" The three were very surprised.
As Wang Ai’s pillow, talkative partner and confidant, they all know what the real underlying technology of the "offensive all-rounder" Wang Ai is. It is the persistence of putting football on the bed for 20 years. It is a fascinating sense of ball that relies on the touch of the feet, the skin's capture of air flow, the intuition of the brain and the nerves of high-speed computing, and the nuanced ball feeling marked by blindfolded ball technology!
It is a touch that has been imitated since birth, and has never been repeated. It seems that every pore can breathe.
If this thing is thrown away, all of Wang Ai's will be something that can be surpassed and can be achieved with hard work; this thing is the real talent hidden under Wang Ai's perfect body, developed mind, and comprehensive technology.
So they were as shocked as Wang Ai.
Even if relying on his current ability, Wang Ai will not fall off a huge platform in his career. Even if he retires today, Wang Ai is the most brilliant one in the football world in the new century, but... the ceiling is the cruelest. Wang Ai, who has supported success and achieved everything, continues to go down, only the seemingly infinite height, the sense of accomplishment that pursues the height to create history and raise the limit.
Therefore, the loss of a little trick that was about to be forgotten by people made the family shocked.