Chapter 7: Why is the spring breeze chaotic?

　　 Facing Klopp's question, Zhuo Yang was depressed.
　　 "Sir, I don't understand what to do. The defenders are always endless, and I even feel that there are a hundred people on the other side." Zhuo Yang likes to communicate with people, especially when he encounters problems. "If I make some improvements in the skills and strengthen the predictions, I should still be able to score one or two goals. However, catching up with six goals is a bit unrealistic. And I can't guarantee that our side will not lose the ball. "
"Zhuo, your personal skills have surpassed most of the professional players. It is not worse than the top stars. In terms of technology, all you need to do is to be familiar with the confrontation of professional football. However, football is ten You can't do all the work by yourself in one person's movement." Klopp's head shone with an aperture of wisdom, and angels were in the world.
　　 "Even top players like Ronaldo and Ronaldinho, even Maradona, cannot win the game on their own. They are alone and cannot even manage a high school team."
"You are only facing young players in the German fifth-tier league. You will meet the German first-tier team in the future, and perhaps the top teams in Europe. Those giants, those first-class superstars, their defensive ability The level of defense and the organization of defense will be harder than you think. Zhuo, football is not a sport for one person!"
　　 "Zhuo, you have to trust your teammates, you have to learn to cooperate with your teammates!"
　　 "Zhuo, you need to pass!"
　　 In the folk game of wild ball, except for the evil spirits like Zhuo Yang, everyone's level is not much different. They basically belong to the realm of rushing to catch the ball and chasing after losing the ball. If any team can throw the ball up a little, it will be enough to kill the Quartet in the field of wild ball. People like Zhuo Yang who stand out from the crowd and have flagpoles in a pile of chopsticks can decide the winning or losing of the game based solely on their personal skills. Therefore, the former Zhuo Yang simply did not have the necessary and motivation to pass the ball and cooperate.
　　 Zhuo Yang sat quietly in a row of chairs, holding his chin with both hands, watching the second half of the game on the training ground. Klopp asked him to think on the side and wait until he understood what he wanted to do.
　　 Zhuo Yang was not on the court, both sides were relieved, the substitute side no longer worried about doing some useless running positions. In the first half, as long as the ball reached the foot of Zhuo Yang, it was like kicking into the whirlpool of the sea, and it would never pass again, even if you ran out of the best open space, he would not see it. Although the main force defended Zhuo Yang to death, who knew who would be the one who knew it, it took a lot of trouble to the old nose, and it was just like being abused.
　　 The two sides of the field are coming and going, and the fight is very lively. In particular, the main team side, under the command and dispatch of captain Pell Mertesacker and the fat man Bastian Schweinsteiger, completely suppressed the substitute side. In just half an hour, the main team scored two more goals, scoring Nickel De Jong and Bastian Schweinsteiger.
　　 "Sir, I think I can play." Zhuo Yang took it for granted, and Klopp replied firmly.
　　 "You go to the main team!" The game was immediately stopped and replaced!
　　After Duke had Zhuo Yang's secret calculation in the first half, he hadn't slowed down. There was a bluish purple near the ribs, and a little activity still hurts. Klopp simply let him rest, and replaced him with Marcus Carlisle. Klopp waved, and Marcus Carlisle was replaced again, but Marcus' face was not disappointed.
　　Marcus didn't even care about changing and replacing this almost humiliating substitution. He knew he was also a fringe figure in the youth team. Marcus Carlisle is a very mediocre player. He is almost 20 years old this year and has no hope of rising to the first team. He has three months left on the contract. If there is no chance to play in the lower league before the contract expires, Marcus Carlisle intends to go home and drive a taxi.
　　Professional football is an industry with a very high elimination rate. Many players have been trained for a long time since they were young. They have no opportunity to receive formal school education. The only persistence is to become a professional league contract player. But the pyramid is getting narrower and narrower. Some people have been eliminated along the way like fallen leaves. Most of these people have lost the opportunity to enter the school to receive system education again. They can only do some blue-collar jobs and only wake up in the middle of the night. Only occasionally remember the dreams of childhood.
　　 yanked away, yanked away.
　　 Zhuo Yang Gang was about to run into the field, Klopp grabbed him. "There is only one requirement." The coach extended a finger and looked a bit nagging: "After going up, no one is allowed. Zhuo, you can only pass the ball, can you do it?"
　　 "Yes, sir. As you wish." Zhuo Yang gave a positive answer. When he ran into the field, he didn't notice that Duke's eyes sat round behind him, staring at him fiercely while taking a deep breath. No way, this grandson's anger just now hasn't gone well.
"Thank God, I don't have to defend you anymore." Captain Pell Mertesacker greeted Zhuo Yang with a grin, Zhuo Yang rolled his eyes, raised his arms high, and directed at the fat Basti Ann Schweinsteiger shouted: "Bastien, here and here."
　　 Bastian Schweinsteiger turned the football back, flashed over the forcing opponent, and flicked the outside of his foot, and the football came towards Zhuo Yangfei. Zhuo Yang stopped the ball with his left foot, took the right foot and took a big step towards the frontcourt. Looking at this posture, everyone thinks he has started the heads-up mode again.
　　 Zhuo Yang quickly took the ball forward. Only after halftime, two defenders came around, and as soon as they came close, Zhuo Yang turned around and passed the ball back to the little fat man Bastian Schweinsteiger.
　　 "What do you mean?" The two of them threw themselves in a circle. They learned the tricks of the main team against Zhuo Yang in the first half. Unexpectedly, how did this style change in the beginning?
Schweinsteiger received Zhuo Yang's pass, and he was also a little flustered, then immediately split the ball to the left, because all the center of gravity of the substitute team was on the right side of Zhuo Yang, causing the left road to be like an empty Hulunbeier grassland.
　　 After left-back Ricardo Montolivo got the ball, there was no defender within ten meters. He took the football to the top of the arc with ease. Before the defender came up, he made a straight and easy straight. The forward Frank Ribery inserted diagonally and took the corner to draw the football.
　　 Everything is so simple.
　　 After scoring, the player on the bench was still wondering, "Where is this wrong?"
The main team players celebrated together for a little while, Nigel De Jong said to Zhuo Yang: "Zuo, I thought you still want to break through? When you passed it to Bastian, he was almost stupid. "
　　 The little fat man Bastian Schweinsteiger's head looked like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes!"
　　 Captain Pell Mertesacker said: "It's not just Bastian being stupid, I think all the ones on that side are stupid."
　　 The little fat man Bastian Schweinsteiger's head looked like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes!"
　　Frank Ribery said: "This goal is easy to score like a fool."
　　 The little fat man Bastian Schweinsteiger's head looked like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes!"
　　 Zhuo Yang: "..."
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　　 In the next game, Zhuo Yang was inhuman, all for the spirit of passing, he kept doing pass-and-run movements, catching the ball and taking two steps, passing the gap. Slowly, his passing became more and more accurate, and the amount of advance given to the ball became more and more accurate. Teammates are also willing to pass the ball to him non-stop, because Zhuo Yang's personal skills ensure that he will never easily lose the ball.
　　Klopp chuckled, his ears twitching.
　　After the training competition, I did a few relaxation exercises. Jurgen Klopp summed up a few more sentences, and today's training is over.
　　After taking a shower and changing clothes, Zhuo Yang and his teammates said a few words, and pushed their own "Dang Dang" to be promoted. Someone behind shouted, "Zhuo, bring it on."
　　 Zhuo Yang Yi wondered: I did not pull anything down? What to bring? Look again, the little fat man Bastian Schweinsteiger trot all the way.
"Zhuo, you know when I came here, wasn't my car broken? You know, seeing you as a bike with super personality, I haven't even sat on it before. You know. Take it on, take me on. "Bastien Schweinsteiger was very bald and fluent.
　　 I know what I am. Zhuo Yang thought to himself: You are quite welcome.
　　 "Let's go. Okay, help yourself, you don't have a half euro relationship when you fall." Zhuo Yang really likes the personality of Bastian Schweinsteiger.
　　 "Wow, you're really cool, you know." Bastian Schweinsteiger jumped into the back seat. "Are all the people doing music so cool?"
　　Some people are born with a temperament, whether it is really low-key or fake poor, you can't underestimate. Even if such a person grabbed a bowl of rice, no one dared to throw him a penny.
　　 The bicycle "Ding Ling Dang Dang" went forward with joy, along with Bastian Schweinsteiger "you know" and the sound of the canal water gently afraid of hitting the banks of the river.
　　 Bastian Schweinsteiger is not fat, but his face is a little fat, round, and his figure is very well-proportioned. Because his surname'Schweinsteiger' is too long, everyone abbreviates him as'Schwein', and'Schwein' means pig in German, plus his round and chubby face So, teammates like to call him'piggy'.
　　 Zhuo Yang threw the piggy Bastian Schweinsteiger at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music, and he went to call a taxi and went to the practice classroom himself.
　　After playing all the segmented exercises, I played a few more difficult etudes. It was completely dark, and Zhuo Yang ended today's piano lesson.
　　In China, there is a snack street in front of every university. Not in Germany. It is dark here and almost inaccessible outside, but there are several bars on campus and the business hours are still very long. Zhuo Yang came to the bar, ordered a steak, ate a clean meal, and then asked for a beer. He slowly slurped in front of the bar and began to replay what he trained this afternoon.
　　 "Hi~" gentle manmo, listening to the voice is a beautiful woman.
　　 Zhuo Yang pulled out of contemplation and looked up. Beauty, beauty, absolutely beauty!
　　 "Hi, Miss Resakova, good evening."
　　Beauty smiled curiously, tilting her head: "Do you know me?"
　　 "I think that at Hanover University of Music, there are not many people who don't know the beautiful Miss Rishakova. Obviously, that doesn't include me." Zhuo Yang clapped the beautiful woman's ass.
　　 "It's not fair." Reishakova pouted mischievously: "I don't know your name yet."
　　 "Official introduction. Zhuo Yang, you can call me Zhuo, from China, piano major." Zhuo Yang extended his hand friendly.
　　 "Edith Antoinette Rezakova, my friends call me Reza. Ukrainian, classical music." The two hands gently held together.
　　Rishakova is a beauty above the general standard. The curved eyes are clear and clear, and the eyes are like a light blue moon. Below the round cheekbones, a shallow smile groove connects the corners of the mouth. The lower lips are moist and playful, and the upper lips are thin and delicate. Short, shoulder-length blonde hair was combed backwards, revealing a creamy and smooth forehead.
　　 Chest stretches waist, buttocks repair legs. Stuff, natural stature, man's nemesis, woman's public enemy.
　　 "I'm curious, Hanover has very few Orientals and fewer Chinese. Zhuo, can you tell me about China?" Ying Yu was curled and languid.
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　　Only smart fools compete with men in speech, always trying to dominate the rhythm and topic of conversation.
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　　After returning to the dormitory, Zhuo Yang's mood is like a hummingbird flying in the mountains in summer, full of joy and joy. Reshakova left the kiss on his cheek while he was parting the bar, and it seems to feel that softness now.
　　Risakova is 22 years old this year and has been studying at the Hanover Music University for two years. She loves classical music very much. Reishakova is full of youthful vitality, and hot, yet noble and elegant, tall and tall but charming and weak.
　　Rishakova is also full of love for life.
　　She loves fitness, travel, music, clothing, fashion, and novelty.
　　Hobby collecting men!
　　She is keen to collect men of different nationalities, races, and skin tones. Reishakova will find different types of men she encounters on her bed. Of course, this man must first be young, tall, handsome and full of charm, so that she has the desire to collect and conquer. The slightly green Chinese, the yellow-skinned Zhuo Yang, is her latest prey. In this regard, Resakova has extreme self-confidence.
　　 And Zhuo Yang is not unaware of this, but after all he came to Hanover for a short time, and he heard from Mark’s mouth that there are many boyfriends in Reshakova, that’s all. Besides, in any case, chatting with beautiful women is always pleasant.
　　 This is a face-looking world!
　　 Happy Zhuo Yang entered a sweet dream, in the dream, he was on Skull Head Island, incarnation of King Kong chasing a beautiful girl.