"The German team won the European Cup last year and also entered the semi-finals this year." Turn the cover of the ppt on the big screen, and the German team is on the first page. Speaking of which, the data set is really powerful. The group stage list has just come out, and the corresponding
The data has been summarized and various forms of charts have been made.
I don’t know how those technicians and Yi Zhan’s clerks are working as fast as they can.
Ye Xiu glanced at the screen. On the big screen, there happened to be 13 players from the German team, plus one substitute player. They were all full of energy and vitality.
"Judging from this year's European Cup roster, the average age of the German team is 23.5 years old——"
Qiao Yifan clicked the mouse, and a bar chart was pulled up on the screen, showing that the average age of the Chinese team (including the team leader) is 24.79 years old, which is almost a year and a half older. Then another picture opened, and the two
The average playing age of Chinese players is compared on the screen in the form of a broken line:
"The oldest member of their team has been playing for six years, and the main players are basically five to four years old. They are young and strong and are in prime time to play. The youngest member is a mechanic, a sophomore. The average hand speed of the entire team...
Peak…”
When looking at the charts one by one, everyone in the Chinese team had grim expressions. Compared with the Chinese team, the players on the German team were obviously a level younger. Although the average hand speed was not much higher, the peak value was a level higher. More importantly
What's more, their average turnover rate per game is only slightly higher than that of Zhang Xinjie among Chinese professional players.
"German tanks..."
Everyone was breathing in the cold air. The ppt turned another page. Next to the long newspaper photos and web page screenshots, there was a staff translation of the European evaluation of the German team:
There are no particularly outstanding players. Some of the members selected for the national team are not even the strongest in their respective teams. However, the overall style is stable, balanced, and the coordination is smooth. There is basically no mutual hindrance or coordination mistakes.
It can be said that they sacrificed part of their personality in exchange for this tank rumbling forward.
On the other hand, the Chinese team...
Thinking about Huang Shaotian, the demon sword who disappeared from the scene at the beginning, Yu Wenzhou with a handicapped level, Wang Jiexi, a magician who scares himself when he makes waves, and Zhou Zekai, the gun king who is about to turn long range into close combat, etc., etc., each one has more personality than the other.
The players and the four tactician masters looked at each other, recalling the battle videos they had watched a few days ago, with wry smiles in their eyes.
It's like a machine. The German team is made of standard parts, but the Chinese team... is all made of non-standard parts with excellent performance but weird shapes.
"I'm sure of the opponent's magic swordsmen and assassins in single combat." In the silence, Su Mucheng suddenly gritted her teeth and said something. Ye Xiu looked sideways, and saw the female gunner's back straightened, her lips
She pursed her lips tightly and stared at the screen as if there were flames burning in her eyes. As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Yunxiu immediately followed: "The elemental mage is not my opponent."
The two girls' speeches opened a floodgate. Fang Rui was the first to follow: "Leave both qigong masters and gangsters to me without any pressure."
Tang Hao glared at him for half a second and decided not to waste time on him: "I can also be a thief."
"There is no doubt that the swordsman is mine! Don't look at that guy's phantom invisible sword that can shoot 15 swords. What's wrong with 15 swords? 15 swords doesn't mean you can definitely master the rhythm. This sword master can still press him to the ground and rub him!
Lao Wang, why are you looking at me like this? It's too early for your Liu Xiaobie to catch up with me. When he does, our Xiao Lu will be able to tie with him one day, no, we can also beat him properly.
…”
"It's normal now. If Huang Shaotian doesn't yell a few times, the whole atmosphere will be wrong." Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Zhang Jiale. Zhang Jiale gave him a "shut up" gesture. At the same moment, Zhang Xinjie calmly spoke:
"The individual strength of our players is no problem. As for team battles, there are two ways of thinking when dealing with a team like the German team."
"The first is to emphasize cooperation," Xiao Shiqin said. "That is to say, to be more precise and stable than them, to form a chariot and rumble over them. However, doing so will suppress the individuality of the players, which will not affect the players' personality.
Overall strength will also take its toll."
"Another way of thinking is to simply let yourself go and let everyone play in the most comfortable way." Yu Wenzhou continued: "When our performance becomes unpredictable to a certain extent, we can naturally disrupt their formation. The disadvantage is that we ourselves
People may not cooperate well."
After the three master tacticians finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Xiu, who was standing next to the big screen, spinning a cigarette leisurely.
"It's just a group match with the German team." In front of everyone, Ye Xiu's voice was slow, with a little bit of a lazy smile, making people want to relax unconsciously:
"We will have more difficult games in the future. Everyone knows that only by using the most comfortable and accustomed fighting method can we exert the strongest combat effectiveness. Therefore, we must use the opportunity of every game to run in, so that we can compete in the World Invitational Tournament.
Go higher. As for the problems that arise-"
He raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled warmly and firmly: "With so many of us together, what can't we solve?"
"...I understand the truth, but Lao Ye, you really don't think about quitting smoking? I heard that the smoking control in Zurich is much stricter than in China. By then, there will really be no news like 'The leader of the Chinese team smoked in public and was fined to the point of bankruptcy.'
What?"
"...I understand all the principles, so Shaotian, get ready to practice more. It's mainly up to you to deal with the Germans——"
"Help! Oh my God! The leader of the national team is seeking revenge for his personal gain!"
Huang Shaotian yelled and ran towards Yu Wenzhou's back. Amidst the wild laughter, Wang Jiexi met Ye Xiu's gaze and raised his hand automatically.
"I know, I know. My cooperation with Xinjie is also a top priority - so who will help?"
"I'll do it. You team up with Xinjie, I'll play Lord Grim, and go with -" Ye Xiu's eyes wandered around the room for a moment, and when he was about to say something to Qiao Yifan, Wang Jiexi took the initiative and said, "Let Fang Minghua do it."
"That's okay." Ye Xiu nodded: "Xiao Qiao, please call Fang Minghua later. Shaotian, on your side, Su Mucheng, Tang Rou, and Fang Rui will be in a group, and on your side, Xiao Shiqin and Li Xuan
, are there any questions?”
"Old Ye, you want to exhaust me to death——"
"Oh, there's a problem." Ye Xiu nodded pretendingly: "Forget it about Xiao Tang, let's replace it with Qiu Fei. Xiao Qiao——"
"Damn it, Lao Ye, don't look down on me!" Huang Shaotian immediately exploded: "Tang Rou is Tang Rou! Who is afraid of who?"
"Aren't you afraid? I'm afraid Xiao Shiqin will be exhausted by you..."