World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 143

"Next, Sun Zhi, Li Weifeng, Li Jinyu"

"Listen to my orders!"

"Get ready. Run!"

Following an order, several figures galloped away on the Haigeng training ground.

Speaking of Haigeng spring training, of course it is also a product of the Zhuxie planning system.

You say it is useful, some of its rules and regulations, training methods have long been outdated;
Say it is useless, after all, it is a product of the times, and it has its own reason for existence.

To put it bluntly, there is only one goal for the first half month of spring training, and that is to pass the physical examination prescribed by Zhuxie.

The content of physical examination is also very simple.

If you run to 12 meters in 3100 minutes, you will be considered a pass, and if you reach 3300 meters, you will be exempt from the switchback test.

This year, although the passing standard for the 5X25 meter switchback run has been slightly improved, it has been changed from 5 times in the past to 3 times, so it is simpler.

Looking at the players running laps on the playground outside the window, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but suggest, "Uncle Wang, our physical testing standards are simply outdated, and it's time to change them."

"Oh? What new tricks do you have?" Wang Junsheng lit a cigarette and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Wang, we are selecting football players, not long-distance running. The 12-minute running is really meaningless!"

"Boy, do you know why your Uncle Xu and I decided to run for 12 minutes?"

"I heard that the physical fitness of the professional team is not enough?"

"That's right!" Wang Junsheng sighed.

"In the first two years of our professionalization, the football team was too weak."

"The players have very poor self-control. When there is no game, they spend their money and spend money."

"Just relying on the more than half a month of training before the game, what do you think you can get out of it?"

"After professionalization, these players still abound."

"Think about it, we are selecting national players."

"It doesn't matter how good your skills are on the court, you can't even run, can you?"

"Although these 12 minutes of running can't improve their skills, they can at least train a group of athletes who can run well, don't you think?"

Wang Junsheng's words silenced Zeng Zheng.

Indeed, a 12-minute run cannot improve the upper limit of an athlete, but it is the best way to limit the lower limit.

In this backward era when competitive sports are still "physically based", this is the best way I can think of.

"Uncle Wang, I think, since this is the case, then let's completely switch these two physical tests."

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that we put the switchback running in front. If we can't test the switchback run, we will test the 12-minute run."

"Why is this?"

"Uncle Wang, when this football player competes on the field, most of the time he runs about 30 meters back and forth." Zeng Zheng explained.

"So we might as well regard the switchback run as the upper limit of the physical test standard, and the 12-minute run as the lower limit of the physical test standard."

"In this way, the running level of the players on the field can be improved, and the bottom can be covered."

"The most important thing is that the physical test items have not changed, and the players are not training in vain. What do you think?"

Wang Junsheng tapped on the table with five fingers, thinking about the feasibility of Zeng Zheng's suggestion.

If other coaches mentioned this to him, he wouldn't bother to argue.

Zeng Zheng is different.

If Zeng Zheng trains his players according to this set of standards, then he really has to think about changing the physical test rules.

After a long while, Wang Junsheng asked tentatively: "Xiao Zeng, what standard do you think is better for this return run?"

"Uncle Wang, Denmark has developed a project called YOYO physical examination. People have been using it for more than 10 years. I think it is appropriate to use it now."

"YOYO physical test?"

"That's right." Zeng Zheng snapped his fingers and briefly introduced a few words, "It is to complete the 20-meter turn-back run within the specified time. After a complete set of procedures, it will take a total of about 2200 meters to run."

"2200 meters? Is it too little?" Wang Junsheng frowned.

"A lot, a lot!" Zeng Zheng said with a smile, "Ordinary people don't train for three to five months, and they can't run at all!"

"Huh? Are you so strict?"

"That's right!" Zeng Zheng suddenly lowered his voice, "Uncle Wang, this is not only the standard for my club, but also the standard for my selection of Olympic players."

"Ah, you." Wang Junsheng babbled and said after a long while: "Boy, are you playing with the emperor to make the princes?"

"No, I can't say that it's all up to your temper, and you have to try it first before you say anything."

"Try it!" Zeng Zheng said fearlessly, "You can pick anyone from A to B, and I will choose from my team. After explaining the rules clearly, it depends on who you choose or who I choose. Can run!"

The next day, Wang Junsheng brought the four selected players to the training ground.

The four are Gao Feng, Wu Chengying, Qu Shengqing and Zhao Junzhe.

"Uncle Wang, none of these 4 people you pick is good enough!"

Zeng Zheng said with a smile.

"Don't talk about those useless things! It's a mule or a horse, drive it out for a walk!"

Wang Junsheng raised his eyebrows, "Okay, let's run away first!"

"Okay, okay! Wang Zhuxi has already made a move, you guys should go up and practice!"

As soon as Zeng Zheng finished speaking, Li Tie, Zhang Xiaorui, Zheng Zhi and Li Weifeng also stepped forward quickly to stand on the starting line.

The matter of the new physical test project has disappeared, and players from A to B have already gathered around.

While the big guys watched the excitement, they also wanted to see if they could pass the test easily.

"Old Gao, can you do it? Run with a bunch of boys!" Someone joked loudly.

Gao Feng flicked the curtain of his hair proudly, "I can't run 3000 meters, and I can't run 20 meters? See how these brats follow my ass and eat ashes! Hahahaha~~~"

As the only veteran player in this test, Gao Feng certainly knew that he was the weakest in physical fitness.

But bad is bad, but he doesn't feel that he can't outrun others.

After all, this is a 20-meter switchback run.

Gao Feng's short-distance sprint speed is amazing.

If the distance is short, maybe these young guys really can't run by themselves!

Wang Junsheng's high profile is also because of this consideration.

For example, Wu Chengying is a full-back, and his physical strength is also among the upper-class in the national team; Qu Shengqing and Zhao Junzhe are rookies in the Liaozu Football Team, and their age is about the same as that of Zeng Zheng's players.

Wang Junsheng also wanted to take this opportunity to see how the final results of these two people were different from those under Zeng Zheng's command.

After the eight people took their positions, Zeng Zheng explained the rules for the last time.

"...Because this is a plateau, so the last level of speed running around is considered qualified."

"The total distance is 2200 meters. Do you have any objections?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"Well!"

"Everyone on your marks. Get ready!"

"Crack!" Zeng Zheng pressed the play button on the radio.

With the whistle coming from the radio, eight people ran out almost at the same time.

The distance of 20 meters is fleeting.

The eight people stepped across the finish line almost at the same time, then turned around and stopped.

After waiting for a few seconds, the whistle sounded again on the radio, and the eight of them ran towards the starting point in unison again.

This time, the eight people ran to their positions a few seconds earlier and stopped at their original positions to rest.

"Isn't that difficult?"

Seeing that Gao Feng was still thinking about waving to everyone, the surrounding players whispered.

"This time is quite rich, and it should be about the same for me." Ma Mingyu whispered.

"You can do it, so can I." Zhang Yanhua also nodded.

Zhang Yanhua has always had a hard time running in 12 minutes. I wish Zhuxie could change the test items as soon as possible!

"Don't stop! I'd rather run slower than stop!" Zeng Zheng directed the team members from the side.

"Look, let me just say, this test is not good, you have to run slower on purpose!"

"It's strange how Coach Zeng came up with such a simple test. Is it really to liberate us?"

"Then coach Zeng's contribution is huge, hahaha."

Hearing the laughter of the players around him, Wang Junsheng also felt something was wrong.

If this back and forth run is too easy, it will not achieve the purpose of raising the upper limit of the players' running ability at all!

But after all, the test had just begun, so he didn't say anything.

After receiving Zeng Zheng's instructions, several Jianglong team members began to deliberately slow down.

Every time I ran to the front line, I pressed the whistle, so I couldn't stop even one step.

As the number of round trips increased, the breathing of the eight people began to become short of breath.

At the beginning, the high wind was more than enough, but now his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he gritted his teeth and followed the rhythm.

Every time I see running to the line, I sprint a few steps subconsciously, stretch out my feet before the whistle blows, and step on the line.

It is completely different from the previous intentional card point.

Now every time you step on the line, a new round of back and forth begins immediately, and it becomes more and more compact and urgent.

As the music on the radio continued to sound, these players involved in the "test" were left to work hard.

The laughter of the guys watching the excitement around them became less and less, in exchange for a serious look.

"Old Gao, come on!"

"Why did you run to the end?"

"Why are you still dawdling? It's only 20 meters, can't you run it?"

"Old Gao, Old Gao!!!"

At this moment, Zeng Zheng's cold voice sounded.

"Gao Feng, the first warning!"

Only then did everyone realize that the others had turned back just now, and Gao Feng hadn't stepped on the line yet.

Hearing Zeng Zheng's warning, Gao Feng turned his head and ran behind him, and finally crossed the line before the next whistle.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng ignored him.

This kind of subterfuge is the most he will use this time.

After receiving a yellow card, Gao Feng also fought hard.

Anyway, he is a well-known international footballer who surrendered the eagle.

If he lost so quickly to the other "children", where would he put his old face?
During the subsequent turn-back run, Gao Feng had enough energy, gritted his teeth, and began to "sprint" over and over again.

He himself felt that he was sprinting, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was completely slowing down.

In the end, his claws and claws made many players at his level bow their heads.

"This test is not right!"

"No matter how weak Lao Gao's physical strength is, he can't be like this, right?"

"This kid went drinking secretly again last night?"

"How much did you drink to run like this?"

"Wouldn't it be the eagle that corrupted it?"

"Can't run 3000 meters, can't run 20 meters? Is this kid pretending there!"

"No! It's not like pretending, but it's real!"

At this moment, Zeng Zheng's cold voice came again.

"Gao Feng, the second foul, the test failed!"

"puff!!!"

Before Zeng Zheng could finish speaking, Gao Feng threw himself on the ground.

He rolled over to the side with all his strength, rolled to the side and panted heavily.

"Old Gao, Old Gao!"

Several Lifan teammates rushed forward immediately and lifted Gao Feng from the ground.

"Old Gao, don't lie here, it's so cold!"

"Come on, rest on the stool over there!"

As they spoke, Peng Weiguo and Jiang Feng supported Gao Feng's arms, one on the left and the other on the right.

The two of them just lifted it up vigorously.

At this moment, Gao Feng instantly felt a surge of heat.

The Adam's apple pouted up and down, opened his mouth wide, and spat it out with a "wow" in front of everyone.

This vomit turned Wang Junsheng's face livid.

(End of this chapter)