Chapter 138: The center I want

As soon as Hu Lai entered his hotel room, he saw Wang Guangwei inside. He laughed: "I will ask Leader Hong below, who I am in with, and he still sells it... I knew it was you! Pharaoh, when are you? Arrived?"
"I just arrived, and packed my things." Wang Guangwei said, helping Hu Lai take his box.
"Oh, thank you." Hu Lai thanked him as he walked into the house.
Then began to pack his things.
In fact, there is nothing to clean up. Unlike Xia Xiaoyu, he has to bring his own bed sheets and pillows when he goes to a hotel...
He didn't even bring his own toiletries like Lao Wang did. He used the hotel for everything. If you can bring something, you can bring something less.
"You came back with Brother Huan, and Laski?" Wang Guangwei watched by the side, and without his help, he chatted with Hu Lai in a different way.
"Yes, and Laski." Hu Lai couldn't help laughing when he thought of the scene they encountered at the airport.
"What are you laughing at?" Wang Guangwei asked curiously.
Hu Lai covered her mouth: "I didn't laugh."
"No, you clearly smiled." Wang Guangwei pointed to Hu Lai's smiling eyes.
"You are wrong." Hu Lai's other hand swayed, as if fanning in front of his face.
But the more he denied it, the more curious Wang Guangwei became. The word "treacherous" was almost directly written on this kid's face. How could Wang Guangwei really assume that nothing happened?
"No, Hu Lai, you must make it clear today, did something happen on your way?"
Hu Lai scowled and said solemnly: "Oh, Pharaoh, don't ask, I'm doing it for you, really."
"Good for me?" Wang Guangwei was confused.
"Yeah, for your good. Sometimes, the more you know, the more painful you are."
"???"
"I am in pain right now." Hu Lai's face was sad.
"You are so painful!"
Wang Guangwei went up to pinch Hu Lai's neck, Hu Lai blocked with his hand, and the two were entangled.
At this moment, two people appeared at the door, Xia Xiaoyu and Chen Xingyi.
"Eh? Eh? Eh?! Eh! In broad daylight, what are you two doing!" Chen Xingyi looked at Wang Guangwei and Hu Lai hugging each other, and yelled exaggeratedly while covering his eyes. I wish I could hear the whole floor.
Xia Xiaoyu also laughed: "Sorry to interrupt..."
Wang Guangwei let go of Hu Lai: "Hu Lai is playing cheap again."
"When is he not playing cheap?" Chen Xingyi asked back, and the two walked in.
"You two live in the same house?" Hu Lai asked the two who came in.
Xia Xiaoyu nodded.
Hu Lai glanced at Wang Guangwei: "Why do I live with Lao Wang every time? I thought it was a fixed match..."
Wang Guangwei sneered: "You only feel strange until now?"
Hu Lai put his arm on his chest: "Pharaoh, let me tell you that I am not interested in men!"
"roll!"
The young man laughed a lot, and Zhang Qinghuan and Luo Kai also came.
When they walked in, Hu Lai took the lead to look at Luo Kai and took a deep look.
Luo Kai noticed this one, and he slightly frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Hu Lai did not answer him, but turned to Zhang Qinghuan, pointed at Luo Kai and asked, "Brother Huan, are you in a room with him?"
Zhang Qinghuan shook his head: "No, he and Zhou Zijing are in the same room."
"What about the elbow sperm?" Hu Lai asked.
"Hu Lai, your accent is weird..." Wang Guangwei complained.
"No wonder, this is the new nickname I gave him. What do you think? My elbows can speak, and I'm fine!"
"NS……"
"I was called away by the team leader Hong, saying that the head coach was looking for him." Luo Kai replied, ignoring Hu Lai who was playing cheap.
This answer surprised the young people in the room, except for Zhang Qinghuan-he knew it when he called Luo Kai.
"What did Dillon look for Zhou Zijing for?" Wang Guangwei frowned and thought.
"When the new head coach takes office, he should have interviews to understand the situation one by one." Chen Xingyi gave his answer.
"Then you were called?" Wang Guangwei asked Chen Xingyi. He was the first one of their overseas players to come back.
Chen Xingyi shook his head: "No..."
"Is anyone in our team called to talk?" Wang Guangwei asked everyone.
Everyone shook their heads.
"Then why is Zhou Zijing alone?"
Hu Lai raised his hand: "I guess...could it be that I called my elbow to criticize: You see Xiaoyu has gone abroad, how long do you want to continue mixing in the country!"
The others did not speak, but raised their middle fingers to Hu Lai at the same time.
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"Do you want to play abroad?"
In the head coach's office, Jorge Dillon watched Zhou Zijing, and the translator Yu Jintao next to him translated this sentence to the other party.
Zhou Zijing nodded without hesitation: "I think!"
"Well, indeed, no one wants to go out to play football." After listening to Yu Jintao's translation, Dillon nodded and said, "If you want to play abroad, then I have some suggestions for this..."
Zhou Zijing hurriedly showed respect.
"I heard that you are training for physical strength in the club?" Dillon looked at Zhou Zijing, who was obviously strong, and a very fashionable flying leather jacket was worn on him, his muscles tensed.
"Yes, coach. I feel that I still have many shortcomings since the Asian Cup, especially in the last match against Iran. Their players are very strong and have strong confrontation skills... So I went back and decided for myself. Strengthening training plan..." Zhou Zijing said his thoughts.
"It's good for you to be self-motivated. But I don't recommend that you just strengthen your body. Now your body is strong enough." Dillon pointed to Zhou Zijing, then spread his hands and shrugged. "Do you know what your advantage is, Zhou?"
"Body?" Zhou Zijing tried to guess.
"No. With such a strong body, you can still have good foot skills. I watched the video of you playing in high school. At that time, your body was not as strong as you are now, but your foot skills are better. Yes. It's a very comprehensive player. But since you came to a professional team, you began to gradually develop in the direction of bodybuilders... Of course this is true, after all, the physical requirements of professional football and student football are two concepts."
It was equivalent to that after Jin Tao had translated such a large passage, Dillon continued to say:
"But while strengthening your own strength, I hope you don’t completely abandon your technical advantages. Combining your body with technology is your advantage. You can’t really let yourself become that kind of
look
. A football game is not a bodybuilding game in the final analysis. It’s just not good to be physically strong. Being too strong will affect your flexibility and coordination, and make you technical backwards... What's the use of a player who will only be a concrete pillar in the penalty area?"
Zhou Zijing didn't expect the new national team coach to come to him to talk about this.
He always thought that it was a good thing that he took the initiative to increase his strength and make him stronger. After the national team coach knows about this, he will praise himself, and maybe he will look at himself with admiration. My days in the national team may be more hopeful...
As a result, I didn't expect that what was waiting was the head coach's euphemistic criticism.
"You are a center, Zhou. What I need is not the kind of center that relies on the body to grab a header in the penalty area. I have higher requirements and more needs for you. You do not meet me without the skills of the feet. Required. If you want to go abroad to play football, you must keep this in mind. Fighting for the body, no matter how you train, it is difficult to really fight those muscle maniacs. But if you have both the body and the skills, you can Stand out from the fierce competition-a strong man with a height of 1.88 meters and a weight of about 85 kilograms, but still possesses fine footwork skills, do you know how terrifying a center like this is?"
Zhou Zijing didn't answer the head coach's question. He stood blankly, not knowing what was going on, it was all a scene of a giant bear dancing in the penalty area...
He admitted that he was shocked by this sight.
Dillon also didn't care about Zhou Zijing's silence. He continued: "Do you know what I have most impressive of you in the Asian Cup?"
Zhou Zijing shook his head.
"It was you who assisted Hu Lai in the match against the Japanese team. At that time, you turned the ball and turned into a movement. This reflects your good technical foundation and excellent ball feel. It is because of you. Stopping and turning saved time~EbookFREE.me~ to make this offense finally complete. You see how great a center with excellent foot skills can play on the court..."
Zhou Zijing didn't expect that the head coach Dillon would remember this detail-he himself had forgotten it.
"All your performance in the goal of Hu Lai is what I want you to be: comprehensive skills, strong body, able to hold the ball in the frontcourt, have a chance to score by yourself, and your teammates can take good chances. The football spreads out... in the frontcourt it is like a huge iron nail, firmly nailed to the ground, and then... a radius of fifteen meters is your coverage!"
Dillon opened his hands and gestured.
Zhou Zijing felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his back. The words relayed by his translator Yu Jintao burned inexplicably.
Seeing Zhou Zijing's reaction, Dillon knew that he was talking about the heart of this young man, so he smiled slightly: "So next I suggest you add yoga training to yourself and exercise your physical flexibility and flexibility."
Zhou Zijing nodded without any objection.
"I will work hard, Mr. Dillon!" Zhou Zijing's name changed with excitement.
Although this is his first contact with Jorge Dillon, he was at most in the league as an opponent before, but it is impossible for him to have any contact with the enemy coach.
At this first contact, Dillon convinced him.
Really worthy of being a world-famous handsome!
His heart is full of fighting spirit, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with running yoga as a big master, and he even wants to start yoga training immediately tonight...
"Well, remember, you are very important in my tactics." Dillon emphasized again.
"Go back now, and call Xia Xiaoyu for me."
(End of this chapter)