World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 85
What Zeng Zheng said made the team members full of enthusiasm.

Hearing Zeng Zheng say that they can play according to the team's specialties, many international footballers have hot feet.

In these two games led by Horton, they played so awkwardly!

When I was in school, I learned abacus.

As a result, I passed the exam and had to use a computer.

It's not that computers are bad.

But it's really not suitable for our generation!

Confucius said it well.

Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is indeed very important!

"Coach Zeng, we will play as you say!" Ma Mingyu shouted.

"Yes, we will play as you say!"

Seeing the excited international players, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Are you guys overjoyed too soon?
"Let you play your strengths, not let you kick, kick, and kick!"

As he spoke, Zeng Zheng took the manuscript paper on the table in his hands.

"After getting to know everyone for such a long time, plus the first two games, I have summarized the following characteristics for our team."

"As long as these characteristics are carried forward in the game, you won't have to worry about losing your opponent!"

At this moment.

The manuscript in Zeng Zheng's hand is Zhuge Liang's trick.

In the eyes of the international football team and the assistant coach, it is shining with gold!
"First, he is good at playing on the wing."

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng glanced at the midfielders.

"It is said that you are good at kicking the wing, you are really good at kicking!"

"But anyone who can run can't wait to squeeze to the side."

Hearing this, the national players who were still in high spirits froze for a moment, and their smiles instantly froze on their faces.

Hearing this, it doesn't seem right? !
"Except for the goalkeeper, all ten people seem to want to run around."

"It's all gone to the side, what about the one in the middle?"

Zeng Zheng raised his voice, "The ball rolled on the line for a long time, and the lineman's eyeballs protruded, and it just didn't go out of bounds."

"Footwork is good enough!"

"In the end, I finally ran out of the open space, and I can make a cross."

"As a result, I kicked garlic, but I took the ball out of bounds."

"What? What are you looking at? It's you!"

The international footballer who was glared at by Zeng Zheng lowered his head.

"Second, we like to play small-scale cooperation too much."

There is "first" as an example, this time the international players are silent.

"What's wrong, they don't speak Chinese?"

"It's not your club, you don't know why?"

"Can't communicate?"

"It's just a few familiar people who f*ck back and forth in the small circle."

"What are you doing making rice cakes?"

"Wait until the opponents came forward, and the last one closest to the goal couldn't bear the pressure, so he swung the ball blindly."

"Either went out of bounds or returned the ball back."

"You all give me a look around, tell me who can't be named, I will introduce you now!"

What Zeng Zheng said made all the international players blush.

After playing this far, I still can't recognize all my teammates. Which coach can be satisfied?

Now that you know each other, why don't you pass it on when you should?

"third!"

Seeing Zeng Zheng slowly extend his third finger, many international players lowered their heads.

Good guy!
It was originally a meeting to promote special skills.

Why, listen, listen, it has been changed to a fault-finding meeting?
But Zeng Zheng said everything on the point.

Not only the two of Jin Chi, but also the other teaching assistants listened with gusto and nodded repeatedly.

It's not about one or two games.

The Chinese team has had this problem for more than ten years!

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"what?"

"Cross the ball so the fuck is right?"

"Kicking someone's thigh?"

"Sun Jihai, how do I usually teach you?"

"Can't you just buckle it and pass it on?"

"Eight out of ten crosses can be intercepted by the opposing defender."

"Those who didn't know thought you were aiming and kicking!"

"Tell me, can you pass the ball to me?"

"Yes!" Sun Jihai replied loudly.

On the surface, it was Sun Jihai.

But in fact, Zeng Zheng pointed out all the players who had the opportunity to make a cross.

"fourth!"

What the fuck?

And the fourth?

The national footballers couldn't hold back anymore.

One by one, they tightened their thighs tightly, not daring to move a bit.

"Your positioning ball accuracy is quite high!"

"Let's not talk about those who shoot directly in front of the penalty area."

"Let's just talk about corner kicks."

"Our team members are quite tall, and they can be seen at a glance in the crowd."

"But once the corner kick is taken, if the opponent's goalkeeper doesn't reach out to catch it, he will be smashed to death by the ball."

"Which ball is not hugged for self-defense?"

"Can we play more accurately?"

"Would you like to try kicking your teammate in the head?"

"It really doesn't work, you kick a tactical corner kick."

"It's okay to bring the ball closer and pass it!"

Speaking of this, Zeng Zheng looked at the few players in the team who were qualified to take free kicks with hatred.

As a result, there was no response.

It seems that Zeng Zheng said they were afraid.

"These are all about offense. I'll talk to you about the defense later."

"The purpose of my saying this is not to criticize one of your players."

"It's to let you know."

"If the characteristics and strengths are not played well, it will easily become a shortcoming, a slot, and a place criticized by fans."

"When you get to the court, think about what I told you."

"You have to turn your brain when you play football, you know?"

The team members nodded subconsciously.

Who would dare to stab at this moment?

"Okay, let's talk about defense next."

"The South African team is a very strong team. It just won the Africa Cup of Nations in February this year."

"Their star player, McCarthy, is the guy who can stage a big four in 13 minutes!"

"Defensively, we're better at zone defense."

"Oh, joint defense."

Speaking of this, Zeng Zheng couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Zeng Zheng's sneer, no one dared to argue.

"As soon as I saw people attacking, I went up all at once."

"To put it nicely, this is called joint defense."

"To put it bluntly, this is called going to the big market in our northeastern countryside!"

"Now you know that unity is strength."

"One striker brings the ball, and you can go up to four at once."

"If I were the striker, I'd be 'terrified' to pass a random kick."

"If this kick is kicked out, which one is not single-handed?"

"What do you want the goalkeeper to do now?"

"Is he coming out or not?"

"Old Fan, come and help Jiang Jin and Brother Ou get attention."

General Fan, whose name was called, stood up obediently, like a primary school student who made a mistake.

"This, this, I think, think."

General Fan hesitated for a long time, but did not come up with a useful word.

The dignified captain of the national team, the eight-foot man who dared to say in front of Wang Junsheng that Yang Shuai couldn't lead the team, was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground.

Fortunately, Zeng Zheng did not embarrass General Fan too much.

After letting him sit down, he said directly: "When defending, the full-back listens to the central defender, and the central defender listens to the goalkeeper."

"When the goalkeeper says something, he must do it immediately."

"Do I still need to say that?"

"Wait until it's time to deliberately go up at the wrong time, and see if I don't scold him to death!"

"Of course, don't just watch."

"Let's go when it's time to go."

"Multiple people are besieging and double-teaming, and the chance of stealing the ball is still very high!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng took a breath.

"The last one is that after we steal the ball in the backcourt, or when we are preparing to attack, our ability to control the ball is really good."

Looking at the players in the audience, Zeng Zheng couldn't help clapping his hands.

Up to now, no fool thought that Zeng Zheng was really praising everyone.

They all sat quietly in their seats, waiting for Zeng Zheng's instructions.

"Several times, Jiang Jin threw the ball out."

"Whoever you are, I won't name them."

"This shit is showing off your skills back and forth!"

"Those who don't know think you are a striker, playing tricks on the opposite defender!"

"Those who falter and falter just don't get the ball."

"It was so hard to shake people away, but in the end, I didn't even get out of my own restricted area!"

"At this moment, another person suddenly came out to grab it, but he was immediately frightened and uploaded it to the side."

"There is no space on the side, just keep going."

"Passing and passing, it's back to what I said in the first point, and started the 'side attack' again."

"tsk tsk"

"Now Tiezi has accumulated yellow cards and cannot play."

"The position of the defensive midfielder has been changed."

"If the ball can't come out of this place again, who would dare to say that it's Li Tie's problem?"

At the end, Zeng Zheng slammed the manuscript paper on the table.

"Snapped!"

"Did you understand what I just said?"

"Understood!" The international players responded immediately.

"It's good to understand."

"It's what you are good at, so use your strengths."

"It's not what you guys are good at, just stick to your position and play honestly, don't go overboard!"

"Whoever dares to make the above mistakes again."

"After the game, I just announce my withdrawal from the national team!"

"Okay, the meeting is over."

"Go back to the room and think about it carefully."

"How to play on the field in the afternoon depends on your own ability."

"I have no other requirements for you, just kick out your own style!"

"Okay, disband!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng swaggered towards the door.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, wait a minute." Chi Shangbin said hastily.

"What's the matter, Coach Chi?"

"Can you lend me your manuscript?"

"Ah, take it!" Zeng Zheng flipped his wrist and threw the densely packed manuscripts at late guest.

The A-A marshal who has led Dalian without a single defeat hastily stretched out his hands and caught it carefully.

Jin Zhiyang also rushed over.

The small print on the manuscript paper is densely packed, and asterisks and emphasis marks have been added in many places.

Looking at the exquisite content summarized and subdivided, Jin Zhiyang couldn't help but praise again and again: "Coach Xiao Zeng is really thorough!"

(End of this chapter)