bestfiction Chapter 243 Seeing Cuju Again
Chapter 243 Seeing Cuju Again
Chapter 243 Seeing Cuju Again
Yue Feng looked into the field and saw that the staff were erecting two black poles several meters high, with a ball net with a round hole in the middle.
"It's quite similar." Yue Feng heard the leader's speech just now, and knew that these people were going to perform a Cuju competition, so he watched it with relish.
After the net was set up, the two teams stood on both sides of the net, one in red and the other in green. Under the command of a man in black, they began to kick the ball.
The ball was about the size of a football, made of pure leather, and it was just a ball.
First of all, the red team players start to perform alone, which is also called white play.The leader is about 30 years old, with a moderate build and small eyes. At the moment, he is performing various Cuju skills.
"This person must be the ball head." Yue Feng secretly thought.
When the opponent was performing Cuju moves, the man in black kept explaining: "This is the Cuju move 'Phoenix Returning to the Nest', and this is 'Buddha Crown Bead'..."
After the white game, the red and green teams separated on both sides of the goal and began to perform "building the ball".
Building the ball is a confrontation. The two sides pass the ball through the team respectively, and then shoot the ball into Fengliu's eyes by their respective ball heads.
However, as an expert from the time travel of the Song Dynasty, Yue Feng could tell at a glance that the performances in the arena were not up to par.
One is that the "flirty eye" is too big and not tight at all, and the surrounding net is even more black and has no aesthetic feeling.
In fact, the "Merry Eye" is only about 30 centimeters in diameter, not much bigger than a ball.Only in this way can the difficulty of shooting in be increased and it will be more ornamental.
But the area of the "Merry Eye" in front of him is fully doubled, and it is too easy to kick the ball in.
The second is that the height of the goal is not enough. For some reason, the goalpost of more than three feet is only made a little more than 4 meters.
The goal is short and the flirtatious eye is big. Compared with the Song Dynasty, the difficulty of this has been reduced by at least ten times.
Looking at the white fight performances of several people on the field, although the movements are still in place, but the speed and strength are simply incomparable with the good players in Qiyun club.
After Yue Feng glanced at it for a few times, he lost interest in watching it any further.He lamented again in his heart, never thought that Cuju, the number one sport in the Song Dynasty, would be reduced to such a state after a thousand years.
In fact, this is not bad for the performers. The method of Cuju has long been lost, and it is not easy to restore it to this level now.
And it is this group of cuju lovers who have passed down this traditional skill. Otherwise, if there is modern football, how can there be a market for cuju?
If the goal is higher and the flirtatious eyes are smaller, how can these performers kick the ball in smoothly?That's a fart.
Although Yue Feng looked down on this performance, children like Chu Long, Han Zheng, Shang Yuan and others who had never seen the world were all amazed when they saw this wonderful Cuju performance.
But someone also scoffed, Xian Jiadong crossed his legs and said to Huang Zi who was beside him: "There's nothing to see here, isn't it just freestyle football?"
Huang Zi nodded, "What's that 'flirty eye', I can kick the ball in easily, what's the problem?"
Everyone was discussing one after another, only to see that the two teams in the venue had finished their performances.The middle-aged man in red who performed the white fight just now led everyone to salute the audience, and then he said to the players of Liancheng and Suizhou with a smile:
"Everyone, if you are interested in traditional skills, you can come and play."
Although this person spoke politely, there was a hint of contempt for the U17 players between his brows.
After all, in the whole of China, there are not many people who can really think highly of their own players...
Those who are engaged in football work also know that Huaguo football is constantly improving, and the youth training generation is quietly rising.But most fans were all grossed out by the Dark Ages of the previous decade.
Losing to Vietnam, losing to Malaysia, losing to India, not even the Maldives. The national football team has not won much since 2019 ten years ago.
This middle-aged man in red has been obsessed with Cuju for many years, and he is also a well-known player in the circle.Although the current castration-style Cuju performance is less than one-tenth of the difficulty of the Song Dynasty, most people don't come here whenever they want.
Therefore, the man in red is very confident and let these football boys taste the power of Cuju.
"Let me try!" Xian Jiadong was the first to stand up.
As soon as he walked to the center of the field, the man in red stretched out his hand to stop him, pointed to the sneakers under Xian Jiadong's feet and said, "You can't use this kind of sneakers for Cuju, you have to use boots."
After all, he waved his hand and asked the staff to bring a pair of new cloth boots to Xian Jiadong.Afterwards, the man in red walked to the other side of the net, ready to catch Shen Jiadong's ball.
"Tch, this is nothing, I can kick it with bare feet." Without further ado, Xian Jiadong changed his boots, rubbed the ball on the grass, and the ball jumped up and landed on Xian Jiadong's boots. face.
"Not bad!" The man in red applauded, secretly thinking that the basic skills of this young man are solid.
But Xian Jiadong broke out in a cold sweat at this time.
These cloth boots are not as suitable for playing football as sneakers, and compared with soccer balls, there are differences in both elasticity and size.
Just now he was not as relaxed as he looked, and he almost missed the ball.
Xian Jiadong barely bumped his feet a few times, raised his head to aim at Fengliuyan, and kicked the ball hard.
Easier said than done.The ball did not get into Fengliu's eyes as Xian Jiadong expected, but hit the nearby net, rebounded and landed.
Xian Jiadong frowned, quickly stretched out his foot to catch the ball, bounced it twice and shot it at Fengliuyan again.
With a bang, the ball hit the net again.
"I'll blow your lungs!" Xian Jiadong cursed secretly, he didn't expect that he, who has been kicking the ball for more than ten years, couldn't shoot it in this seemingly simple Cuju.
It wasn't until the third shot that the ball fell into Merry's eyes.The man in red on the opposite side easily caught the ball, applauded Xian Jiadong and said:
"This student performed well. Although Juqiu is the ancestor of football, it is still very different from football. It is not so easy to play well."
After finishing speaking, the man in red looked around again, "Is there any student who wants to try?"
"I come!"
Walking up from behind Yue Feng was Shang Yuan, the center forward of Liancheng Team B.
After Shang Yuan came on the court, his footwork was obviously better than that of Xian Jiadong, and he kicked the ball into Fengliu's eyes with his first kick.
However, as soon as the ball landed on the other side of the net pole, the man in red immediately stretched out his foot to catch the ball firmly.Immediately afterwards, I saw him exerting force on his feet, and the ball swished through Fengliu's eyes again, and went straight to Shang Yuan's back.
Shang Yuan saw the ball flying from above his head, and hurriedly assumed the posture of catching the ball.But the ball fell very quickly, and he took several steps back before finally catching the ball.
Cuju is different from football, you are not allowed to catch the ball, and you lose if you hit the ground.
Shang Yuan reluctantly took the first kick and bounced the ball.However, when the ball fell for the second time, he failed to catch it again, and the ball was directly thrown out.
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