The so-called training was actually two things.
One was to read and calculate.
The other was some general knowledge and brain teasers.
As for the teaching method, it was also very simple. The teacher would give a lecture on the stage, and the rest of the time would be allocated to small assignments for the students to complete.
Of course, Fang Yang would not attend classes of this level. As for homework, he would finish it as quickly as he wrote.
Fang Yang spent the rest of the time entertaining himself.
One day, two days, three days…
Ten days later, Fang Yang finally couldn't take it anymore.
In the past, because of the shackles of life, Fang Yang could still be patient and sit in class with a group of children, acting like a normal person.
But now, there was no turning point in his life. After Fang Yang was free, he could not take it anymore after just ten days.
The childish topics of his classmates and the teacher's childish tone made it difficult for him to breathe.
The hard part was that this kind of life had just begun. He hadn't even gone to primary school yet.
Unknowingly, more than half a month had passed, and the training class had come to an end.
"No, I have to find something to do.”
Fang Yang decided that he could not continue like this. He had to do something interesting.
Otherwise, he would be bored to death in the next few years with a group of primary school students.
As for what he was going to do, Fang Yang had not thought of it yet.
While Fang Yang was worrying about how to solve his boredom.
Bridget was not worried at all. She came to this training class every day and did not learn anything. Instead, she got to know a group of playmates.
In the past, it was always girls and boys in kindergarten. Brigit and the other girls who liked to play house could not play together. However, it was different here. After class, she could play with a bunch of naughty children.
Recently, Bridget fell in love with a new game, football.
The little girl's body had developed earlier than the little boy's at this time. In addition, Brigit was a little foreign horse. She was simply the living king of the small forbidden zone.
Of course, the key factor that made Brigit the king of the penalty area was Fang Yang, the midfield master.
In the past 10,000 reincarnations, Fang Yang had a total of more than 100 years of professional career. In the beginning, Fang Yang was an amateur, but after being reborn twice, he had played football for more than 40 years. His skills in all aspects were already solid.
After a few more reincarnations, coupled with the rapid cultivation of Dragon Breath, Fang Yang could already sit firmly in the core position of the five major league teams.
Later on, there was the league tournament and the Champions League. However, Fang Yang's greatest achievement was the last time he chose to play football. His organizational skills had reached the peak, and he led the national football team into the top four of the World Cup.
The national football team in this parallel world was just as bad.
With a biscuit feeding master like Fang Yang, not to mention Bridget, even an old lady who could only walk or a three-year-old child who could only stretch her legs could kick the ball in as long as she stood in front of the goal.
Of course, in the eyes of these children, Fang Yang, Brigit's younger brother, was really weak.
Because Fang Yang was on the court, he basically just took a walk. When he got the ball, even a child like a bean sprout couldn't get past him. He would only kick Brigit's feet.
If it wasn't for Brigit, she really wouldn't have brought him along to play.
"Sigh, another boring victory.”
After the match, Fang Yang shook his head. It was too unchallenging.
Originally, it was a group of six or seven-year-old children on their side who were fighting with eight or nine-year-old children. In the end, the other side still did not have the slightest bit of strength to resist.
Just as Fang Yang was about to leave, a man in his thirties in sportswear came up to him.
Fang Yang had not noticed this man before. In fact, this man had been observing him from the sidelines for a long time.
"Little kid, do you like to play football?”
The man asked with a smile. He had originally come to observe a relative's child who was about to enter the football school. He did not expect to see a super genius like Fang Yang.
To be able to stop a ball that had been kicked blindly at his feet and pass it to a person who had been running blindly without any adjustment, who else could it be if not a super genius?
"I don't like it."
Fang Yang replied.
The man was shocked and a black line appeared on his forehead. What was wrong with this child? She didn't follow the rules.
Holding his breath, the man continued," Well, little kid, actually, you have a talent for football.”
"Nonsense, of course I know I have talent.”
Fang Yang's eyes narrowed. I've played professional football for more than a hundred years. Who on this planet can do that?
The man did not know what to say for a moment. After thinking for a long time, he could only introduce himself." Kid, I'm a coach of a football school. I guarantee that with your talent, you will definitely become a star player under my training.”
"Not interested."
Fang Yang said coldly.
The man was dumbfounded by Fang Yang's answer. How could he do this? Shouldn't he be jumping for joy when he heard that he could become a star player?
The man took a deep breath, like a bootlicker abandoned by his girlfriend." Little kid, I'm not a liar. I'm really a coach. You have to believe me, really."”
However, Fang Yang just waved his hand as if he was shooing away a fly." Go, go, go. Football can't even win the Asian Cup. What star player? Is it embarrassing to be on TV?”
The man was stunned.
He wanted to explain, but he couldn't organize his words.
Fang Yang couldn't be bothered to look at this guy anymore. He picked up his bag and left.
After a long time, the man came back to his senses and looked at Fang Yang's back. For a moment, he had the urge to chase after him and try again.
But in the end, he gave up on this idea.
The man could only sigh and leave the field in loneliness.
In the distance, Brigit asked Fang Yang," What did that person say to you just now?”
"He said I was very talented and asked me to play under him.”
Fang Yang replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, this guy must be a liar. Brother, you don't even know how to dribble the ball. When you receive the ball, you only know how to pass it to me.”
Brigit laughed and patted Fang Yang's shoulder.
"That's right, this guy is a liar. Mom has already said that we can't trust strangers.”
Fang Yang said.
"Sure, sure. Little brother, you're not stupid.”Bridget looked like a little adult, her face filled with relief.
What could Fang Yang say? He could only nod his head to show that his sister was wise and wise.
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