The match against Femana brought Lu Yang a new player-level skill.
Master of Toe-Push Shot: Allows you to have a deeper understanding of the toe-push shot, whether it’s a powerful shot or a volley. Wherever you use the toe-push, you’ll be stronger.
It sounds quite impressive.
The toe-push shot is actually a very common shooting technique used in soccer.
Most powerful shots and volleys involve the toe-push.
Including many sharp rising and falling effects, they are better executed with the toe-push because the surface area is larger, making it relatively easier to control.
As for things like outside foot passes and inside foot chipped shots, they each have other uses but are more challenging.
In short, the toe-push shot is a skill that most players must master.
However, for some reason, despite having the system bonus, Lu Yang recently found during training that his shots aren’t as accurate as they were in the last match.
In that match, his foot felt really great; every shot was spot on.
But training now feels like it’s missing something.
After ruling out many reasons, Lu Yang attributed it to his sunglasses.
Because the soothing aroma that had calmed Lu Yang from the sunglasses had diminished.
Lu Yang is not superstitious; he understands science well and believes this might be a psychological suggestion.
Never underestimate the power of psychological suggestion. If you continuously imagine yourself as sick, even if you’re healthy, you’ll indeed feel sick... headaches, dizziness, diarrhea, chest tightness, shortness of breath, weakness, insomnia, vivid dreams, that’s what anxiety can bring you.
To solve this psychological suggestion, Lu Yang called Sofia: "Hello, Sofia, it’s me... there’s nothing major, just a small question to ask you. I really like the sunglasses you brought from Spain last time, especially the aroma on them."
"But I think maybe because I’ve used them for too long, the aroma has mostly evaporated recently. So can you help bring back another pair from Spain next time?"
Sofia on the other end of the line was stunned.
Lu Yang really likes that thing.
That...
"Okay, I’ll find someone to bring back a pair for you tomorrow. But you must remember, don’t let anyone else wear them," Sofia said with a red face.
"Of course, these are my lucky sunglasses, no one can touch them!" Lu Yang was very happy.
If they arrive tomorrow, they can be used just in time for the next match.
Sweet!
On that side.
After hanging up the phone, Sofia took out a pair of sunglasses, staring at them, unsure of what she was thinking, her expression particularly shy.
Then, she slipped the sunglasses into her neckline, wedging them there... don’t ask what she used to wedge them, just imagine.
That night, Sofia had a dream.
In the dream, she dreamt that Lu Yang finally broke that psychological barrier with her.
The two of them were tumbling continuously on the grass.
...
Crack!
A crisp sound woke Sofia.
She found her hands squeezing her chest.
Inadvertently, she broke the sunglasses wedged between.
...
It’s almost morning now; preparing another pair for Lu Yang might not be aromatic enough.
So Sofia hurriedly used some transparent tape to fix the sunglasses and put them in an envelope, instructing her newly hired young female agent to deliver the envelope to Lu Yang.
She specifically instructed that it must be handed to Lu Yang himself and must not be opened arbitrarily.
The agent repeatedly nodded.
But for some reason, the agent felt the envelope had a peculiar feminine aroma, yet she couldn’t quite identify what that feeling was.
...
Soon, the envelope was in Lu Yang’s hands.
The moment Lu Yang opened the envelope, he felt a rush of comfort.
No wonder it’s European luxury-grade quality; the aroma is so strong, even inside the envelope.
"Eh..." When Lu Yang saw the broken sunglasses, he felt somewhat puzzled. Just then, Sofia’s text message came through, revealing that she accidentally broke them.
However, Lu Yang didn’t mind; he wasn’t after the actual sunglasses.
It’s this aroma that is his lucky charm.
As Lu Yang walked onto the training field wearing the sunglasses held together by tape, many people laughed at him.
"Lu, what’s going on with you? You are at least our San Remo’s second captain now. Wearing such tattered sunglasses outside, others might think San Remo’s financial condition is poor!" Morici teased mercilessly.
"Why not borrow mine?" Bai Zhami generously suggested.
"Use mine, Lu. I have only one request; give me a brilliant cross in the next match to score a goal!" Sogel earnestly pleaded.
As the team’s prominent central forward, scoring one goal in six matches is frankly dreadful!
These six matches almost halved Sogel’s market value.
Those who understand soccer know Sogel’s role as a pivotal target is crucial, but the team lacks effective wingers.
But those who don’t understand soccer will think Sogel can’t score in the mere Italian Third Division, so why should he play in Serie A?
Even some Milan fans who had been paying attention to Sogel are starting to discuss selling him.
This greatly infuriated Sogel.
If not for his agent telling him that Sotu would eventually take over Milan’s coaching job and suggesting that being under Sotu, getting familiar and familiarized, could carve out a niche in Milan, rather than sitting idle in the strong yet tumultuous Milan for years, Sogel wouldn’t have come to San Remo.