Chapter 42 Football Genius

At Zhu Guanghao's invitation, Yi Le and others came to the sidelines.

"We have played against four youth training teams in Europe, and we have benefited a lot!" Zhu Guanghao said with emotion.

Dong Yuming nodded slightly and asked, "How was the result of the competition?"

At this moment, Zhu Guanghao was a little embarrassed, and he hesitated for a while before sighing helplessly: "We didn't win the game."

Dong Yuming didn't say anything to Li Zhen and the others, they had already guessed the result.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Zhu Guanghao became even more depressed.

Can you show a little more disappointment.

In the past four games, Zhu Guanghao really saw the gap.

Obviously they are in the same age group, they are obviously the same children, and they don't have advantages in physical development, but they just can't play.

Those European young players are very sensitive to football.

For example, let’s talk about a single point of placement.

In China's youth training, every coach emphasizes on grasping the first point, staying firmly in place, and fighting for the ball.

There is nothing wrong with this in itself.

But you can feel the gap when you look at how the European youth training is done.

Although the European youth training also emphasizes the necessity of the first landing point, they encourage children to grab the first landing point.

For example, take off the football directly in the air, which is the lead of a conceptual problem.

While the young players in China are waiting for the first landing point, the young players in Europe have already started to act.

A slight difference is a thousand miles away.

This is the gap in football philosophy, and there are many, many gaps like this, which caused them to be completely blown out in four games.

 …

Dong Yuming was observing the situation on the field, but he looked familiar to the little player in the No. 10 jersey.

Trying to flip through the memory, he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "Hey! Isn't this the kid Guo Tao!"

Zhu Guanghao chuckled and nodded slightly.

On the contrary, Li Zhen looked puzzled and said, "Guo Tao? Who is it?"

Dong Yuming said with a smile: "The genius of Chinese football...uh..."

Looking at Yi Le beside him, Dong Yuming abruptly changed his words: "One."

Li Zhen didn't believe it, and said, "Amazing? That's what I feel, not as good as Yi Le."

Dong Yuming couldn't help laughing and cursing: "Can you compare a normal person with him?"

hey-hey.

Li Zhen sneered, but said one thing, the kick was really good.

Dong Yuming coughed dryly, and said: "This little guy was born in Guangzhou Football School. He signed up for the Asian Children's Cup when he was 12 years old. He led a group of friends at that time to win the cup. In the semifinals and finals, he even killed the Japanese children's team one after another. With the Korean children's team, he even won the final Fmvp, so he became famous."

"After returning to China, it was even more terrible. Guangzhou Evergrande directly signed a contract with genius terms. A 12-year-old guy directly signed a formal contract, and he is a giant at the AFC level. You say it is awesome."

Li Zhen hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's really pretty."

Dong Yuming smiled and said: "This little guy has been vigorously trained by Guangzhou Evergrande, and he is likely to sort out the midfield for Evergrande in the future. Tsk tsk, it's amazing."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Yi Le, and said with a smile: "Yi Le, you and Guo Tao are both midfielders, what do you think of him?"

Yi Le replied almost subconsciously; "There are many questions."

Forehead.......

Dong Yuming was choked silent.

Not with such a chat.

Yi Le also reacted, but he didn't justify anything, but it was different from what he said that there were many problems, but that the problems were very serious.

Dong Yuming coughed dryly and asked, "Is there something wrong with his kicking style?"

Yi Le nodded slightly, and even the head coach Zhu Guanghao came over,

He is also very curious.

"Too lonely."

Hearing this, Dong Yuming and Zhu Guanghao looked at each other and looked at each other.

too alone?

Do you know what this sentence means?

'Independence' is almost an adjective for those players who come forward or on the wings.

Describe that they don't pass the ball to others, or see their players have a good chance, but they still stubbornly complete the shot by themselves.

A midfielder, you say he is alone?

Both Dong Yuming and Zhu Guanghao are speechless. You seem to have misunderstood the word 'independence'.

ahem...

Dong Yuming's eyes were a little embarrassed. Seeing the undisguised disdain in Zhu Guanghao's eyes, he couldn't help saying, "Is the word "du" inappropriate? He passed the ball!"

Yi Le asked in surprise, "Is passing the ball considered independent?"

ah?

Dong Yuming was dumbfounded.

I saw that Yi Le said: "The midfielder is indeed the brain of the team and is responsible for sorting out the midfield, but it doesn't mean that this position can do whatever they want, regardless of their teammates."

"Football is a team sport and only 11 people on the pitch can win if they get together."

Yi Le said seriously: "The position of the midfielder is not only to pass a good ball, but also to pass the ball comfortably to the players, instead of passing the ball by yourself and letting the players catch up with the football."

This......

Dong Yuming quickly turned his head and looked over.

Zhu Guanghao on the side also looked at the court.

I saw Guo Tao near the middle circle, and there were two defensive players beside him. Guo Tao played with the two of them with his superb skills, and then he passed to the left without raising his head.

And in that position, there is not a single friendly team member.

The ball hit the ground, bounced a few times on the turf, and rolled off the touchline.

The three little guys in the frontcourt all showed displeasure to varying degrees.

What's more, he turned his head and glared at Guo Tao, obviously displeased with his arrogant attitude.

What do you think we are? dog?

You pass the ball without looking at the person and let's go after the ball.

What kind of conduct!

Guo Tao didn't care about these gazes. He looked at the ball that rolled out of the field, frowned slightly, and then turned and left with a depressed expression.

 …

There is indeed a problem!

Both Dong Yuming and Zhu Guanghao showed a wry smile.

"This little guy is too proud." Dong Yuming shook his head helplessly.

Be proud of yourself!

The inflated psychology of Chinese people is really a big trouble.

Such a young child is like this, and he has been raptured by other people.

"Guo Tao can't play like that, it's wrong." Dong Yuming said heartbroken.

China has finally produced a genius, but it cannot be ruined by mentality!

However, Yi Le scolded him again.

"No! He kicked it right!"

Dong Yuming almost spit out a mouthful of old blood!

If you don't fight me, I will die?

Yi Le didn't seem to feel Dong Yuming's resentful gaze, and said: "He played correctly, there is indeed a gap there, and the timing and strength of the pass are well controlled, but his teammates are too bad."

Yi Le is very sure that Guo Tao's thinking is fine, and replacing his teammates with La Masia's echelon players will naturally be able to cooperate.

But these little guys on the court in front of them are indeed a bit embarrassing.

However, the problem is also very acute. No matter how good Guo Tao's vision is, there is a problem with his mentality of not watching people pass the ball.

The head coach Zhu Guanghao also felt the seriousness of the problem. He hesitated for a while, then suddenly looked at Yi Le, and said, "Brother Yi Le, why don't you go over and give guidance?"

Yi Le was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly: "Is it suitable?"

"Why is it inappropriate? Guo Tao's mentality is wrong. He is too proud. Just go up and hit him." After Zhu Guanghao finished speaking, he blew the assembly whistle on his neck without giving Yi Le a chance to react.

When the whistle sounded, the little guys came over sullenly, with their heads down.

Zhu Guanghao didn't see him scolding him, so he directly pushed Yi Le out, saying: "You are blessed today. This is the core midfielder of the second-best team in the English Championship. He is here to guide you."

Zhu Guanghao emphasized the second-best team in the English Championship. If you want to talk about Millwall, these little guys really don't know.

In China, although the number of broadcasts of the Premier League has increased, it is still not as popular as La Liga and Serie A. Even the English Super League is like this, and the English Championship is not well known.

The little guy heard that the big brother with a silly smile in front of him was actually playing football in Europe, and he was still in the core position, so he couldn't help staring at him curiously with big eyes.

Zhu Guanghao took the lead in applauding, and the children below were not surprised by this kind of thing, and applauded accordingly.

Seeing this scene, Yi Le was a little embarrassed, it really is a leadership style.

The little ones stared at Yi Le curiously, but Guo Tao who was at the side suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, and looked at Yi Le without blinking.

Other children may be unfamiliar, but Guo Tao, who has always been inspired to be a professional player, understands what the core of a first-tier team in the British Championship represents.

Guo Tao's big black and white eyes looked at Yi Le without blinking, and a fierce desire to challenge rose in his eyes.

Yi Le ignored Guo Tao's fiery gaze and said with a smile, "I don't dare to be a coach, so let's play a normal training match."

After speaking, he took a look.

Guo Tao was wearing a blue vest, so he pointed to the yellow vest team and said, "I'll go to this team."

"Oh oh oh oh!!"

The little ones burst into cheers.

One of the thick-headed little guys came over and grinned: "Big brother, remember to pass the ball to me."

Yi Le smiled and said, "What's your name?"

"Just call me Monkey."

Hou Yaoming said with a smile.

 …

The game will start soon.

Yi Le was not active, and his role was more to sort out the rhythm of the midfield.

He almost always touches the ball with one foot, but the young players also trust him, and they wear it to Yi Le when they get the ball.

Between coming and going, the Yellow Vests actually began to gain a firm foothold in the midfield.

They played forwards and backwards, and the pace of the game has accelerated a lot.

Seeing the changes in the team, Zhu Guanghao on the sidelines couldn't help but sigh with emotion; "This is the fast pace of European football."

Fast ass!

Li Zhen almost shouted out.

This is where it went, Yi Le made it clear that he was releasing water, and the strength and speed of kicking the ball were controlled.

He still remembers Millwall's lightning passing rhythm and dazzling movement.

Compared to that speed, this is nothing!

On the field, the Yellow Vests played very comfortably, which is the most direct feeling of the young players.

Often when they move their bodies, the football has already been passed.

This doesn't require them to yell hard, it's really simple and comfortable to play like this.

The two sides came and went, and Yi Le's moist and silent style of play made the Yellow Vests as if they were on drugs, and there was an outrageous situation where they directly overwhelmed halftime.