Five hundred and fifty-ninth chapter cockfighting and wooden chickens (nine)

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 "You will definitely want to hear my evaluation." Gao Hongbo put his hands in his trouser pockets in the locker room: "If you want me to say, the performance is good, there are not many who can block the Spanish team's attack. Although at the last moment, he was

Spain scored a goal, but we are a new system, and there must be time for it to mature. Think about it for yourselves, did you have a lot of experience to learn from the first half? This is improvement."

The team members had calm expressions and chatted in low voices. Lao Gao walked around slowly for a few times before continuing: "Harvey's threat is still fatal. Yan Song, Zheng Zhi, you must pay attention to return to defense. Chen Tao, after Wang Ai goes up,

Don't worry about others, just keep an eye on Xavi. If there is danger elsewhere or even a goal is scored, don't worry, I won't blame you. Of course, if the opportunity is average, let Xiao Wanger come to see him in the last few minutes.

Did you notice that Harvey was afraid of him and didn't even dare to approach him when he caught the ball?"

There was a low hehe sound in the locker room. This is one of the focuses of the Chinese team's system confrontation, but everyone is not very mature in using it. Although they resisted Spain's offense for most of the first half, they also resisted Spain's attack.

Exploring and verifying this style of play, he was distracted and used both ways. Even Wang Ai was like this.

There is nothing you can do about it, you have to fight and grow at the same time.

Fighting is also the best booster of growth.

Although the Chinese team will not have the luxury of having a strong player like Spain help them train in the World Cup, is there nothing they can do? Catching up. Speaking of which, the Chinese team is also in bad luck. In the 2002 World Cup, it was in the same group as the champion Brazil, 10

In the World Cup, we were placed in a group with the strongest Spain.

The first half of the game was stumbling like this, and the pre-match plan was fulfilled, especially when Harvey gradually did not dare to get close to Wang Ai, which also marked that the Chinese team took the initiative in the confrontation between the two systems.

right.

"Although the score is behind, no one can prevent accidents. Our tactical system has been tested and is maturing rapidly. The confidence of the opponent's midfield engine was hit, and we achieved our goal." Lao Gao slightly raised his voice: "In the second half,

, I won’t make any more specific arrangements for you, you can watch and fight on your own. To be honest, for this new style of play, I started at the same time as you, and I don’t necessarily go much faster than you. I only ask you a little.”

Li Bing, Fan Zhiyi, Ou Chuliang, Chen Yang, Ma Dong and others stood on both sides of Lao Gao with their hands tied, waiting for him to give the order: "Whether it is the game itself or your growth itself, you cannot stand still. First half

In this game, we successfully contained the Spanish team's offense. You have basically understood how to play defensively under the system's confrontation concept. Then in the second half, you have to think about how to play offensively. As for the results, our coaching staff will not make any requirements, and we will lose again.

Two goals are fine, it doesn’t matter. But your progress cannot stop because we don’t have much time.”

Seeing that everyone was starting to think, Gao Hongbo lowered his head and looked at his watch: "There are still ten minutes left. You should take a rest as soon as possible."

After saying hello, all the coaches exited the locker room together, leaving only team doctor Schubert and his two assistants to give everyone a massage.

In the quiet dressing room, Dong Fangzhuo, who was lying on the massage bed with his limbs spread out, sighed in distress: "How to attack, I can't figure it out."

The locker room suddenly became buzzing. After talking for a long time, Zhou Haibin made the final decision: "It's better to just follow the traditional way of playing, and be more concise at most. Anyway, the Spanish team's defense is just like that."

Zhang Yonghai said languidly: "There are still set pieces."

Chen Tao touched Wang Ai, who had been leaning against the wardrobe with his eyes closed. Wang Ai suddenly opened his eyes and looked around: "Oh, okay, just do what Lao Zhou and Lao Zhang said."

After confirming the tactical plan, everyone stopped talking and quietly relieved their fatigue. After many years of war, everyone has learned how to adjust their psychology at critical moments, how to dismiss completely useless thoughts, and use short rest time to speed up

Accumulate strength.

From the World Junior Championships, no opponent will take the initiative to provide garbage time to the Chinese team. If it is a prestigious team like Brazil or Germany, the opponent will not fight for three points, but who will be afraid of the Chinese team? Even if it is a prestigious team like Brazil or Germany, the opponent will be afraid of the Chinese team.

When the Chinese team takes the lead, their opponents will try their best to recover, which invisibly tempers the will of this group of international players.

Since you have never been lucky, then give it your all.

10 minutes later, the door to the locker room opened, and the noise from outside came. Everyone opened their eyes, took a deep breath and stood up. Wang Ai pulled his shirt, lifted his shorts, and adjusted his iconic

A pair of thick white kneepads, then straightened up and exhaled, and was the first to walk out of the locker room under the expectant eyes of everyone. He nodded with Lao Gao, and walked step by step towards the bright front, towards the much-anticipated green field.

The silent two sides reappeared one after another and exchanged venues. This time it was the Chinese team's turn to kick off. Before waiting for the referee to blow the whistle, Wang Ai suddenly said to Chen Tao behind him: "You come to attack, I will look after home."

Chen Tao nodded expressionlessly.

Of course, Wang Ai is to better deter Xavi, Iniesta, and Villa. At the same time, his height, weight, and jumping are enough to make long passes to Alonso, headers to Ramos, and Busquets.

Any long-range shot poses a huge threat. And from a psychological level, having such a famous figure in the backcourt poses a greater threat than Chen Tao.

What's more, the core of the Spanish team's defensive tactics must be Wang Ai, not Chen Tao. This means that Chen Tao organizes the attack and the Spanish team is even less prepared. Of course, this also means that Wang Ai is mentally prepared to give up all personal performance

preparation.

The score was behind and the scene was even more ugly. The fans were anxious and their cheers echoed in the Durban stadium. However, this could not shake Wang Ai's determination and he would not be emotional.

Chen Tao went up, and Wang Ai hit the defensive midfielder for the first time in history, the first time since his debut!

This change was gradually noticed by everyone as the second half progressed for a few minutes.

Chen Tao was leading the Chinese team to repeatedly attack the Spanish team's defense in the frontcourt. This left He Wei and Tao Wei, the on-site commentators, with no time to analyze Wang Ai's defensive midfielder. Instead, the two people waiting to take up the post in the Beijing live broadcast room had

Enough free time...

"Isn't it too much that Gao Hongbo asked Xiao Wang'er to hit the back?" Duan Xuan was wearing a pair of big pants, leaning on a chair in the studio to watch TV without any appearance, and his words were not polite.

Zhang Lu instead maintained his usual caution: "...hehe."

"This is not live broadcast. If you have anything to say, just say it. I thought it was time for Xiao Wang'er to play center in the second half. With his offensive power, what's the point of being behind by one goal? Besides, can he defend?"


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