This is a bold attempt by Heijin. He had such an idea after seeing Yi Zhe's characteristics in the first training session.
"Dieter, this is too demanding for Yi. Not every midfielder born in Barcelona can become Xavi, who is a phenomenal master in himself."
Even assistant coach Bremzer was confused, but Heijing had his own insistence: "Change your thinking, old man, Yi himself is not an ordinary young player."
The core of this team is of course De Bruyne, so Yi Zhe knows very well how he wants to play football. Of course he wants to do big things at Wolfsburg, but he must first have a stable chance to play.
Therefore, he faithfully fulfilled his role. Even if it was just a training confrontation, his concentration was 100% at all times.
With frequent lateral running in the midfield, the voice that can be heard most clearly on the not-so-large training ground is Yi Zhe's voice.
"Pass the ball!"
"Give me!"
This is the way he plays. Doesn't he speak German? A small problem. As a midfielder, you have to have a sense of presence on the court at all times. This is a big problem!
Originally, these main players were somewhat slack, as it was not a formal game after all, but Yi Zhe suddenly got everyone involved - no one could ignore the voice that kept shouting on the court.
Coach Heijin nodded with satisfaction. This kind of attitude towards the game is so popular!
The most important thing is that Yi Zhe looks up and observes every moment he catches and passes the ball. His eyes are on the court all the time, scanning every corner of the court like a radar.
Facing Guilavoji, who was completely bigger than him, he calmly hit his crotch with his heel and passed the ball to De Bruyne. From the right to the center, and from the center to the left...Yi Zhe's
Passing is to completely connect teammates through short passes.
If you take out the heat map of the stadium, you can even see that the entire midfield area will be dark red, and there is no area that Yi Zhe cannot cover. This is the most troublesome for the opponent, as the midfield is as slippery as a loach.
"Fuck! Don't let him take it easy!"
Even though it was training, Guilavogi and Daniel Caligiuri actually attacked Yizhe at the same time.
"Yi, pass the ball quickly!"
Yi Zhe did indeed pass the ball, sending a through ball before falling to the ground. De Bruyne could only watch the ball pass in front of him, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the space behind him.
This is actually not passed on to yourself?
With a question mark on his forehead, he watched in surprise as Perisic completed his movement and cut inside, perfectly coincided with the passing line, and pushed the ball into the goal with a push.
"oh--"
"Oh, God!"
Although Yi Zhe, who assisted his teammate to score a goal, received surprised eyes from the audience, only coach Heijin didn't seem to buy it.
"Yi, you didn't follow my request." Coach Heijin came over and said.
Yi Zhe nodded lightly: "Yes sir, but I think there is no problem with my choice, and... Harvey is not only capable of short passes."
Coach Heijin raised his lips, but his expression became more serious: "Yes, I must admit that this is a perfect pass, but, OK, go to the training ground next door and run two laps."
Yi Zhe's eyes widened, this coach... what a character!
Before he could say anything, Perisic spoke first: "Sir, I think this is unfair. There is nothing wrong with Yi's choice. Football is full of changes."
Heijin probably didn't expect that someone would dare to contradict him, so he immediately raised his voice: "But the team's rules cannot be changed! Ivan, it seems you also want to accept punishment?"
Just when Yi Zhe was about to stop him, Perisic replied crisply: "I accept, sir."
The two people were running circles on the court next door. Yi Zhe couldn't help but said: "Brother Ivan, there is actually no need for you to do this. The old man is not a good-tempered man."
Perisic waved his hand proudly: "Ha! Relax, Yi, what kind of punishment do you think this will be? The old man is just scaring people, and he is just deceiving a rookie like you who doesn't know anything."
"So, the old man is a fake iron-blooded coach? I thought I would meet a character like Diego Simeone."
But Perisic denied it again: "Rookie, throw away this idea as soon as possible. The old man has his own bottom line. If you violate it..."
"What will happen? Being thrown into the cold palace?"
"That's for sure!" Perisic showed an exaggerated expression: "Then you can only be friends with the towel on the bench here. No matter how capable you are, the old man will not give you a second look.
"
Yi Zhe was greatly surprised: "Can it still be like this? It seems that someone has encountered it before?"
"The unlucky guy I encountered is no longer here, so it's best to be honest."
"It seems you are equally dishonest, Ivan."
"Aha! Each other."
If there is anything gained from training with the team on the first day, Yi Zhe definitely thinks it is that he fully understands the head coach.
As someone from a wealthy family, he can't understand that he can't get a chance to play despite showing his strength... It seems that he has a good way of getting along with this head coach!
Yi Zhe understood, he just thought it was strange, the world of the first team was really different.
After the first day of training, coach Heijin came to him alone. Yi Zhe subconsciously felt that it was not a good thing, but it didn't happen.
"Yi, have you found a place to live in Wolfsburg?"
"Not yet, sir."
Coach Heijin frowned: "Do you need the club to help you find a host family? They are all fans who have registered with us. Newly joined players are treated like this."
Yi Zhe shook his head and refused: "I will solve it myself, sir."
Heijing didn't say much. He said this as a warning: "Yi, there are many Asian players in the Bundesliga. In the end, only self-discipline can determine the height. I don't like players who are late for training, and I hate players who have no professionalism. I hope you can
No rules will be broken."
"Don't worry, sir."
…
Back at the hotel that night, Yi Zhe first looked around for rental information on the Internet, but after looking around, he found that his lack of German really bothered him, so he simply turned off the computer and got ready to rest. Learning the language and renting a house are not two days in a day.
After all, he was not in a hurry.
But he didn't expect that when he was about to fall asleep, the phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, Yi Zhe was stunned for a moment.
"Dad? Why isn't it over yet? This is an international long distance! Roaming charges are very expensive!"
Yi Zhe frowned slightly. Although it may be daytime in China, is there really no concept of jet lag?
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before his father's voice rang. In fact, it didn't mean anything. It was just asking him about his situation at his new employer. It still made Yi Zhe feel warm to hear his family's voices in a foreign country. It just made Yi Zhe feel warm.
He was a little helpless: How can this dad be more nagging than mom?
"Dad, do you have anything else to do? I'm going to bed, it's 10:30 pm Berlin time now!"
"Oh, the last sentence..." the dad on the other end of the phone said quickly: "I don't care about the rest, but you have to remember this sentence. The first team is real professional football. It doesn't mean you are awesome if you play well.
Pay attention to the relationship, especially the head coach! This is not a trivial matter. Let’s see if Saint Cassie, who was at his peak back then, was awesome? Hidden when Mourinho said it should be hidden. If you encounter someone with the same bullish temper as Mourinho... you are now with Saint Cassie.
There is a Harvey between Cassie and you will slowly realize it!"
A strange feeling flashed across Yi Zhe's face, but he still said: "Don't worry, Dad, I'm not stupid."
"You are not stupid, and you will definitely not confront me openly, but sometimes it is easy to make mistakes!"
Yi Zhe suddenly felt a warning sign, as if the head coach was serious about his words. He was already silently thinking about whether he had made a mistake unknowingly, and the more he thought about it, the more he muttered.
"Does this old man really have clairvoyance?"
Yi Zhe thought he was humble enough to come here, but he really convinced his father. Thousands of miles away, how did he know that the head coach and Mourinho were the same person? This chapter has been completed!
