After a day of rigorous training, Lin Feng felt both exhausted and fulfilled. He took off his athletic gear, changed into his everyday clothes, and savored the comfort of being released from his tight sportswear. He walked to the mirror, looked at his face, which was slightly tired but more resolute from training, and nodded in satisfaction.
Leaving the locker room, Lin Feng arrived at the training base's parking lot. The lingering glow of the setting sun cast over the parking lot, adding a touch of tranquility and warmth to this usually vibrant place. He saw that Snyder's car was already parked there, its window half-open, letting out a fresh breeze.
Seeing Lin Feng approaching, Snyder quickly poked his head out of the car and waved to him.
Lin Feng walked to the car and gently patted Snyder's shoulder, expressing his gratitude. Not many words were needed between the two of them; a glance, a gesture, was enough to convey their deep friendship.
Snyder started the car, and they embarked on their journey home. Relaxing music played in the car, and the two chatted, sharing their daily lives and moods. Lin Feng knew that such moments, though ordinary, were one of the most precious parts of his life. He was grateful to have a friend like Snyder by his side, supporting him and accompanying him through this challenging and opportunistic football career.
Lin Feng pushed open the door to his home, and a warm, homely scent greeted him. He put down his sports bag, took off his shoes, walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and took out his phone, preparing to review some training data.
Suddenly, his phone chimed with a new group chat invitation. He clicked it open, and it turned out to be the group chat for the current National Team training camp. He was a bit surprised; he had already withdrawn from the training roster, so why would he still be added to the group chat?
However, when he saw familiar names in the group—Wang Dalei, Zheng Zhi, and other National Team members—a warm feeling surged in his heart. They were all enthusiastically discussing the upcoming matches and training plans in the group, and he had also become one of them.
Wang Dalei was the first to send him a message: "Lin Feng, I heard you didn't make the National Team this time, which is a pity. But we believe in your strength and ability, and we hope to fight alongside you next time!"
Zheng Zhi quickly followed: "Lin Feng, we all see your potential and talent. Although we couldn't train with you this time, we will continue to follow your progress. We look forward to you joining us in the next match!"
Looking at these encouraging words, Lin Feng's eyes couldn't help but well up. He knew that these National Team members were his role models and goals, and their recognition and encouragement meant a great deal to him. He quickly replied in the group: "Thank you all for your concern and encouragement. I will continue to work hard and strive to fight alongside you all in the next match! I will cheer you on and await news of your triumphant return!"
The group chat immediately exploded with everyone expressing their anticipation. Lin Feng knew that although he couldn't participate in the National Team's training camp this time, he was not isolated or forgotten. On the contrary, he felt the warmth and support from his teammates. This strengthened his belief and determination: he must constantly strive and improve to contribute his strength to the National Team!
Lin Feng gently turned off his phone, momentarily setting aside his emotion and anticipation. He turned and walked towards the dining table, his steps carrying a hint of ease and expectation. On the table, Snyder had already meticulously prepared a sumptuous dinner, various dishes neatly arranged, steaming hot, and emitting an appetizing aroma.
Snyder watched Lin Feng slowly approach, a warm smile on his face. He knew that although Lin Feng appeared strong on the surface, he also had a soft and vulnerable side. Therefore, he always provided Lin Feng with support and encouragement at the right time, making him feel warmth and care.
He gently said to Lin Feng, "Lin Feng, after this season, I plan to establish my own agency to provide you with more comprehensive and professional services. At that time, I will arrange an experienced nutritionist for you to ensure your dietary health and nutritional balance. In addition, there will be a dedicated driver to serve you, facilitating your travel and training."
He chuckled teasingly, "You're the best, Snyder. With you by my side, I feel much more at ease."
After dinner, the living room of Lin Feng's home gradually quieted down. After saying goodbye to Lin Feng, Snyder drove back to his own home, leaving Lin Feng to enjoy the moment of tranquility. Lin Feng rested briefly on the sofa, watched television for a while, then got up and walked to the bathroom.
The warm water flowed over Lin Feng's body, and he felt his muscles gradually relax and stretch. A day of strenuous training had left him tired, but more than that, it brought a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction. After his shower, Lin Feng returned to his bedroom and lay on the bed, his eyes revealing a firm dedication and love for football.
The virtual training system was an indispensable part of Lin Feng's daily training. Upon entering the system, its interface immediately appeared before his eyes. A familiar figure—Nesta, as the guide in the virtual training system—reappeared in his field of vision.
Nesta looked at Lin Feng with his usual rigor and focus. He said, "Lin Feng, although you showed significant improvement in today's passing training, you are still far from the standard I am satisfied with. On the football field, passing is the bridge of communication and cooperation between players, and your passing ability directly affects the team's overall performance. Therefore, tonight, you will continue to train your passing ability within the system."
Lin Feng nodded in understanding, his eyes gleaming with firm determination. He knew that Nesta's strict requirements were for his better growth. He took a deep breath, preparing to face the upcoming virtual training challenge.
Under Nesta's patient guidance, Lin Feng began a new round of virtual passing training. He stood in a corner of the virtual pitch, his gaze sharp and focused, as if to engrave every inch of the field into his mind. Nesta's voice echoed in his ears, providing him with precise and timely guidance.
Lin Feng first practiced short passes. He intently watched his virtual teammates, feeling the rhythm and position of their runs. He gently adjusted his stance to better observe the situation on the field.
When the ball reached his feet, he quickly determined the optimal passing route and power, then forcefully passed the ball towards the target. The ball traced a perfect arc in the air, accurately landing at the feet of his virtual teammate. Lin Feng watched all of this, a flash of excitement and satisfaction in his eyes.
However, the training was not all smooth sailing. Sometimes, his passes would deviate from the target, or the power would be insufficient, preventing the ball from accurately reaching his teammates' feet. Whenever this happened, Nesta would promptly point out the problem and offer advice. Lin Feng humbly accepted, constantly adjusting his movements and power, striving to improve his passing accuracy.
In addition to short passes, Lin Feng also practiced long passes and curved shots, among other passing techniques. In long pass training, he needed to more accurately judge distance and angle to ensure the ball could be precisely passed to distant teammates. The practice of curved shots required him to control the ball's spin and arc more delicately, allowing the ball to bypass obstacles and accurately find its target.
Every successful pass made Lin Feng feel excited and satisfied, while every mistake became a driving force for his progress. He constantly summarized his experiences and lessons, adjusted his movements and strategies, and strived to improve his passing level. He knew that only through countless attempts and failures could he become a truly excellent passer.
"That's enough for today. You've practiced well, but remember what I told you, you are still far from my standard!"
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