Chapter 42: Football genius

At the invitation of Zhu Guanghao, Yi Le and others came to the sidelines.
"We have already played with four youth teams in Europe and benefited a lot!" Zhu Guanghao repeatedly said with emotion.
Dong Yuming slightly nodded and asked, "How is the result of the game?"
This time, Zhu Guanghao was a little embarrassed, squeezing for a long while before he could helplessly sigh: "No win.
Dong Yuming and Li Zhen did not say anything, they already guessed this result.
Looking at their expressions, Zhu Guanghao was even more depressed.
Can you be more disappointed.
In the past four games, Zhu Guanghao really saw the gap.
Is obviously the same age group, obviously the same children, and has no physical development advantage, but it can't kick.
Those young European players are very sensitive to football.
For example, we discuss the problem of a single point.
In the Chinese youth training, every coach emphasizes that they should seize the first landing point, die card position, and compete for the ball.
There is no mistake in itself.
But when you look at how European youth training is done, you can feel the gap.
Although the European youth training also emphasizes the necessity of the first placement, they encourage children to before the first placement.
For example, taking off the football directly in the air, this is a leader in conceptual issues.
While the Chinese young players are waiting for the first landing, European young players have already started to act.
The difference is a thousand miles.
This is the gap between football ideas. There are many more gaps like this, which caused them to be completely exploded in four games.
......
Dong Yuming was observing the situation on the field, but he looked at the little player in the No. 10 uniform somewhat familiar.
Efforts to flip through the memory, I saw him suddenly beat his thigh and shouted: "Hey! This is not Guo Tao's kid!"
Zhu Guanghao chuckled and nodded slightly.
Instead, Li Zhen looked puzzled and said, "Guo Tao? Who is it?"
Dong Yuming smiled and said: "The genius of Chinese football ... amount ..."
Looked at Yi Le beside him, Dong Yuming changed his words stiffly: "One."
Li Zhen didn't believe it and said, "It's very powerful? I feel like that, no Yile plays beautifully."
Dong Yuming couldn't help laughing and scolded: "Can you compare normal people to him."
Hey.
Li Zhen said with a laugh, but one said, it was really good to play.
Dong Yuming coughed and said, "This little guy was born in Guangzhou Football School. When he was 12 years old, he signed up for the Asian Children's Cup. He led a group of small partners to win the cup at the time. In the semi-finals and the finals, he even killed the Japanese children's team. With the Korean children's team, they even got the final Fmvp, so they are famous. "
"After returning to China, it was even more terrible. He was directly signed by Guangzhou Evergrande on the genius terms. A 12-year-old guy directly signed a formal contract, and it is an AFC Champion.
Li Zhen hesitated a moment and said, "It's indeed quite like that."
Dong Yuming smiled and said: "This little guy was trained by Guangzhou Evergrande. In the future, it is likely to sort out the midfield for Evergrande. Hey, amazing."
After he finished, he turned to look at Yi Le and smiled: "Yi Le, you and Guo Tao are both midfielders, how do you feel about him?"
Yile almost subconsciously replied; "There are many questions."
Amount ......
Dong Yuming was choked directly.
Without such a chat.
Yi Le also reacted, but he did not justify anything, but unlike what he said there were many problems, but the problem was very serious.
Dong Yuming coughed and asked, "Is there a problem with his kick?"
Yile nodded slightly, and even the head coach Zhu Guanghao also came over, he was also very curious.
"Too independent."
Wen Yan, Dong Yuming and Zhu Guanghao looked at each other and looked at each other.
Too independent?
Do you know the meaning of this sentence?
'Independence' is almost an adjective for those players who are forward or both wings.
Describes that they do not pass the ball, or see the players have a good chance, but still stubborn to complete the shot.
A midfielder, you said he was alone?
Either Dong Yuming or Zhu Guanghao felt speechless. You seem to have misunderstood the word "independent".
Cough ...
Dong Yuming was a little embarrassed in his eyes. He saw the undisguised color in Zhu Guanghao's eyes and couldn't help saying: "Is the word" Duo "inappropriate? He passed the ball!"
Yi Le asked in surprise: "Isn't passing the ball alone?"
what?
Dong Yuming is silly.
I saw, Yi Le said: "The midfielder is indeed the team's brain, and is responsible for sorting out the midfielder, but this does not mean that this position can do whatever you want, regardless of your teammates."
"Football is a team sport, and only 11 people on the pitch can get together to win."
Yi Le said seriously: "The position of the midfielder is not only to pass a good ball, but also to give the players a comfortable pass, rather than finishing the ball by themselves and let the players chase the football."
This......
Dong Yuming quickly turned his head to look over.
Zhu Guanghao on the side looked at the stadium as well.
I saw Guo Tao near the middle circle. There were two defensive players beside him. Guo Tao played two with his superb ball skills. Then he didn't raise his head and passed to the left.
And there is no friendly team member there.
The ball landed, jumped a few times on the turf, and then rolled out of the sideline.
The appearance of the three protruding little guys in the frontcourt appeared uncomfortable to varying degrees.
What's more, Guo Tao looked back and glared like that, obviously he was very unhappy with his arrogant attitude.
What do you think we are? The dog?
You pass without looking at people, and then let's chase the ball.
What kind of character!
Guo Tao did not care about these eyes. He looked at the ball rolling out of the court, frowned slightly, and then turned away with a depressed look.
........
There is indeed a problem!
Dong Yuming and Zhu Guanghao both showed a bit of a wry smile.
"This little guy is so proud." Dong Yuming shook his head helplessly.
Proud to hold things!
The psychology of the Chinese people is really a big trouble.
Such a small child is like this, even more mentioned by others.
"Guo Tao can't kick like this, this is wrong." Dong Yuming said sadly.
China finally came up with a genius, but could it be ruined by mentality!
It's just that Yi Le said him again.
"No! He played right!"
Dong Yuming almost squirted out an old blood!
You will not die I will die?
Yi Le didn't seem to feel Dong Yuming's disgruntled gaze, saying: "He played right, there is indeed a neutral, the timing of passing and the power control are very good, but his teammates are too bad."
Yi Le is quite sure that Guo Tao's thinking is no problem, and his teammates will be replaced by La Masia's small echelon players.
But these little guys on the court in front of them are indeed a bit choking.
However, the problem is also very sharp, no matter how good Guo Tao's vision is, but his mentality of not watching people pass is a problem.
Head coach Zhu Guanghao also felt the seriousness of the problem, only to see him hesitate for a while, and suddenly looked at Yi Le, said: "Little Yi Lei brother, otherwise, did you guide in the past?"
Yi Le froze for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly: "Is it suitable?"
"How inappropriate, Guo Tao's mentality is wrong, he is too proud, just go up and hit him." Zhu Guanghao finished, without giving Yile the opportunity to respond, directly blowing the rallying whistle around his neck.
The whistle sounded, the little guys lowered their heads one by one, and sullenly came over.
Zhu Guanghao didn't see him blame, he directly launched Yi Le, said: "You are blessed today, this is the second team in the British League midfielder core, he will guide you."
Zhu Guanghao emphasized that it was the second team in the British League. If you want to talk about Millwall, this group of little guys really don't know.
In China, although the broadcast volume of the Premier League has increased somewhat, it is still not popular in La Liga, Serie A, even in the English Premier League, and a British League is not well known.
The little guy heard the smiling big brother in front of him actually playing football in Europe, and it was still the core position. He couldn't help staring at his big eyes and looked curiously.
Zhu Guanghao took the lead in applauding, and the children below were not surprised at this kind of thing, and they all applauded.
Seeing this scene, Yi Le was a little embarrassed, and it was really a leading style.
The little guys stared at Yi Le curiously, but Guo Tao on the other side suddenly raised his head and looked at Yi Le without blinking his eyes.
Other children may be unfamiliar, but Guo Tao, who has always been an inspirational professional player, can understand what the core of a first-tier team in the British Crown represents.
Guo Tao's big black-and-white eyes looked at Yile without blinking, and a fierce desire for challenge rose in his eyes.
Yile ignored Guo Tao's hot gaze and smiled: "Don't dare to be a coach, we will play as an ordinary training game."
After he finished, he glanced.
Guo Tao was wearing a blue vest, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, so he pointed to the yellow vest team and said, "I'll go to this team."
"Oh oh oh oh !!"
The little guys cheered immediately.
One of the tiger-headed little guys came over and grinned: "Brother, remember to pass me the ball."
Yile smiled and said, "What's your name?"
"You just call me a monkey."
Hou Yaoming said with a smile.
......
The game started soon.
Yi Le is not active, his more role is to sort out the midfield rhythm.
Almost all of them touch the ball with one foot, but the small players also trust him very much, and wear it to Yi Le when they get the ball.
Going back and forth, the Yellow Vest team actually started to stand in the midfield.
They played forward and back, and the pace of the game has accelerated a lot.
Seeing the team's changes, Zhu Guanghao on the sidelines couldn't help but sigh; "This is the fast pace of European football."
Fart a fast pace!
Li Zhen almost shouted.
Where is this, Yi Le made it clear that the water is being released, and the strength and speed of playing football are controlled.
But he still remembers Milwall's lightning-fast passing rhythm and dazzling running position.
Compared to that speed, this is Mao!
On the court, the yellow vest team played very comfortably. This is the most direct feeling for young players.
Often when they move, the football has already passed.
It doesn't require them to cry hard, so playing football is really simple and comfortable.
You come and go between the two sides, and Yi Le's quiet play of the moisturizer also makes the Yellow Vest team seem to be as fierce as a drug, but it is an outrageous situation that directly crushes the half-time.