I am Quaresma

No way, Baia ran away and is not familiar with the substitute goalkeeper, so let's practice alone!

First, five sets of fixed-point shots, then five sets of shots between the lines, and finally five sets of volley shots, and let the old guard at the training base throw the ball for him.

The only thing to be careful about is that you have to control the direction of the shot, don't bore the old man down, or his salary for a season will not be enough to cure him.

Quaresma never thinks that the old man who is the gatekeeper is inferior, and that there is no distinction between high and low occupations, and everyone contributes to society.

Besides, how do you know that they are not floor sweepers?

Annoying the old man, they will give you a Marseille roundabout and make your pants fly!

But Quaresma didn't expect that the old man at the gate really had two strokes.

"Ricardo, it's really inefficient for you to practice shooting aimlessly. I have a way. Would you like to try it?"

Quaresma was taken aback for a moment. With the sweeping monk as a precedent, he really wouldn't ignore every seemingly inconspicuous person around him.

What if he was a great professional player when he was young!

"Tell me now!"

He didn't know if there were any shortcuts to shooting practice. He could also increase his attributes if he worked hard and worked hard, but if there was a shortcut, wouldn't he make a lot of money!

The old man didn't hide his secrets either, and directly told Quaresma this way.

"I have been managing the training ground in Porto for decades. I have experienced countless waves of players. I know the skills of each of them very well!" The old man talked with confidence.

"There was a little guy who was very smart and could play with his brain. When he was doing shooting practice, he specially aimed at the goal frame to improve the accuracy of his shots."

"After practice, he can hit the goal post almost every time, and his footwork is extremely accurate!"

"I think it's a very efficient way to practice, you can definitely learn from it!"

When Quaresma heard this, he immediately felt that this was a good idea.

Aiming at the door frame can indeed improve your shooting accuracy, and if you practice it to the top, if you hit the door casually, it will either be a blind spot or rub the goal post and fly into the goal. The opponent's goalkeeper must be desperate.

"Thank you so much!" Quaresma held the old man's hands gratefully, "I will definitely give you a gift when I look back!"

Then, Quaresma started a new practice, constantly shooting at the door frame from all angles, and he practiced very passionately.

At the beginning, it was really difficult to hit the door frame accurately. Quaresma shot ten shots and only hit the door frame once, and this time he did it while focusing on controlling the direction without exerting any force.

However, Quaresma is not discouraged at all. Without the perseverance to persevere, how can he succeed, not to mention that he is taking shortcuts now, so there is no reason not to persevere.

An hour, two hours, three hours, until it was almost midnight, and Quaresma finally got the hang of it.

In the ten shots just now, Quaresma has hit the door frame three times, which is definitely an extraordinary performance.

Anyway, I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Quaresma feels that his shooting has improved a lot. The effect of one night's practice is far more obvious than that of the previous week's practice.

After all, it was a sweeper, but at two strokes, Quaresma was already thinking about how he should thank the old gatekeeper on his way home.

In the second day of training, Quaresma was smug, as if he was eager to show off some treasure.

In the confrontation drill, Quaresma was more active with the ball and more active in shooting than usual. Basically, as long as there is space for shooting, Quaresma will not miss the opportunity to kick his feet.

Show you my shooting skills!

- Duang!

Under the intense sound,

Quaresma's shot hit the crossbar and bounced off.

Needless to say, this shot shocked everyone. If you are lucky, it will be a world wave.

Quaresma scratched his head and felt that it was a pity. He was just a little short of scoring a goal. It seems that yesterday's training method really worked.

Next, Quaresma tried two more shots, but they were both slightly wide of the goal.

With the fourth shot, Quaresma felt that he would definitely score this time. At the moment when the ball was shot, this strong feeling made Quaresma very confident.

but

- Duang!

With another loud bang, Quaresma's explosive shot hit the post, bounced back, and was cleared out by the terrified backup defender in a panic.

Another door frame!

Everyone's eyes on Quaresma were a little wrong at this time.

Is Quaresma in good shape or not?

Such a positive shot, and almost scored twice, it should be in good shape;

But if the two-footed goalposts did not score, it should be considered a bad state in the game;

It's so contradictory!

Hit the two-foot goalposts, this is the rhythm to buy lottery tickets!

Quaresma is also quite puzzled, is his luck so bad?

He clearly felt he could score, but why did he hit the door frame?

At a loss, Quaresma, a single-celled animal, simply stopped thinking about it. It doesn't matter if he didn't score before, he will score next time!

But five minutes later, Quaresma stood in front of the goal looking like he had been dropped a hundred times and began to doubt life. The buzzing door frame seemed to hypnotize him.

What about the doorpost?

Do you have a grudge against me?

Aren't I going to aim at you to practice shooting, and you don't feel pain, so why bother me now?

Quaresma really doesn't know what's wrong with him!

Others are no better than Quaresma. After such a short time, they hit the three-legged door frame. If you say it, who would dare to believe it?

"I just didn't promise to accompany you to practice shooting, why are you torturing me like this?" Baia couldn't take it anymore, "You might as well score goals directly, who can stand such duang, duang, duang, I be careful The liver is so frightened it's about to explode!"

Quaresma rolled his eyes at Baia, you can't stand it, I can't stand it!

Fortunately, this is just training. If in the game, even hitting the three-legged door frame, it is estimated that Quaresma would not dare to shoot again.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong Quaresma felt that he might have entered some kind of misunderstanding.

After finally getting to the end of training, Quaresma hurried to find the old janitor.

"Who is the player you are talking about who is aiming at the door frame and practicing shooting? Is it a famous player in our club?" Quaresma felt that it would be more reliable to ask that senior.

The old janitor thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It's been so long, I can't remember his name!"

"Then practice shooting in this way, what happened to him later?" Quaresma asked urgently.

This time the old man blurted out without hesitation: "Because he always hits the door frame, he was arranged by the coach to play the defender!"

Quaresma: "..."