Chapter 69 Fusion

The reporters outside the field felt strange, and the players on the field also had an indescribable feeling.

Regarding Zhou Yi, they actually had a lot of guesses.

After all, Zhou Yi has been the most famous name in Chinese football in the past month.

Through domestic media reports, Zhou Yi's legendary experience from a high school student to a professional player is also known to many people.

Being able to change from a student to a professional player during this period of time, he must have something special and powerful about him.

So the players of the national team also want to see what is so good about Zhou Yi.

At the beginning, everyone felt that Zhou Yi's performance in training was only satisfactory, and any of us could do the things he did.

Isn't it just catching, passing, running, catching, passing, running...that's it.

Nothing special. There are no consecutive passes, no beautiful volleys, he passes the ball when he gets the ball, passes the ball when he gets the ball, and rarely even dribbles...

How can such a performance be favored by Dortmund?

Or... In fact, we are also very good and fully meet the requirements of a Bundesliga team?

Can we also go to the Bundesliga to play the main force?

After a training session, there are more and more question marks in the players' minds, and they don't understand what is so good about this new player.

After the training, everyone returned to the locker room, because Zhou Yi was a newcomer to the national team, and there was no familiar person in the national team, so he acted alone, and he was alone when changing clothes in the locker room people.

This is the case before training begins.

But after the training was over, people began to approach Zhou Yi.

Of course...with doubts.

The team's right back, Zhang Linpeng, sat next to Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi glanced at him, smiled and nodded to him: "Hello." He greeted him proactively.

"Hi." Zhang Linpeng nodded, and then asked, "Hey, Zhou Yi. Let me ask you something..."

"Say what you say!" Zhou Yi was very enthusiastic.

"Well, I have read the reports about you in the media. They said that you were still in school a year ago. Is this true?" Zhang Linpeng asked.

Everyone else in the locker room was doing their own thing, but at this moment they all slowed down in unison. Or simply stopped, although they didn't turn their heads to look, they were all listening.

"Of course, I still have my student ID card." Zhou Yi habitually wanted to look through his schoolbag, but then he patted his thigh: "Sorry, I didn't bring it with me."

Zhang Linpeng waved his hand: "It's okay, I don't look at your student ID card. I'm just curious. Just curious..." Then he suddenly asked: "How do you think the training in Dortmund compares with the training in our country?"

Just as Zhou Yi was about to open his mouth, Zhang Linpeng added, "Tell the truth."

Zhou Yi spread his hands: "I have never received training from a domestic club before..."

"No. I'll just say our national team."

Everyone held their breath even more.

"Uh, Dortmund's training intensity is higher than that of the national team." Zhou Yi thought for a while and told the truth.

Hearing this answer, Zhang Linpeng looked back at his teammates with a bit of disdain in his eyes, and everyone understood the subtext, "It's so embarrassing to say it, just open your mouth. The training intensity is not strong and I haven't seen any beautiful performances from you."

Afterwards, Zhang Linpeng turned around and asked, "How big is it?"

Zhou Yi shook his head: "I can't say that..."

Zhang Linpeng looked back at his teammates again, and this time he curled his lips secretly - as expected, he was talking nonsense.

"Okay. Thank you." Zhang Linpeng thanked Zhou Yi politely and left.

No other teammates came to him after that.

Zhou Yi was doing his own thing like before the training started. Occasionally, he would look at his teammates and size them up, a little curious. Some of these people, when he was a student. I have heard of their names, and they were just emerging in the national team at that time. Now, they are considered the "old men" in this national team.

Thinking that it would be more reasonable for him to be with them in the end, Zhou Yi felt that the past year was like a dream to him.

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The players changed their clothes and walked out of the locker room. Ready to drive back to the hotel.

There is a short journey from the pitch to the bus, where journalists are waiting to interview the players. If they are willing to be interviewed, the players will stop and answer a few words. If you don't want to be interviewed, just get in the car.

Anyway, in the end, all the players will get in the car before driving.

But whether Zhou Yi wants to be interviewed or not, he has to be interviewed, because the reporters directly reached out and grabbed him.

"Zhou Yi, I have a question I want to confirm - is it really your first time to be selected for the national team?"

Zhou Yi smiled: "Isn't this obvious? Of course. Why?"

"Then have you known these teammates from the national team before?"

"Did they also go to Qingyang No. 1 High School before?" Zhou Yi was a little surprised.

Seeing Zhou Yi's surprised expression. The reporters didn't know whether Zhou Yi was serious or just making fun of their stupid questions...

"No, of course not. We just want to ask this is your first training session in the national team. Why does it give us the feeling that you seem to be very familiar with this team?"

As soon as Zhou Yi heard this question, he knew what was going on. This is of course because he has been training with virtual teammates in the virtual world for a long time, but he can't say this reason, and no one will believe him, and they will only think that he is joking again.

He may encounter similar problems in the future, but he can't give up his advantages just to avoid being asked, right?

Being able to seamlessly integrate into a new team is his advantage.

Zhou Yi said: "I have watched this national team's game. Their 1:1 draw with Germany is really great! I am a die-hard fan of the Chinese team. The football played by this national team is also my favorite. That kind of pass-and-control football, so I knew them better before I was selected for the national team."

Zhou Yi's answer really made the reporter a little unexpected, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what he said made sense.

Zhou Yi's playing style and Gao Hongbo's national team are really compatible, so it's no problem for him to like and understand this national team.

But even so... Watching the game on TV and playing with them in person are still two different things, right?

And... no matter how familiar you are, you can't make it feel like you've played together for a year, can you? This level of tacit understanding is simply too much...

Seeing that the reporters seemed to have questions to ask, Zhou Yi decided to preemptively silence them, so he asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it a good thing to cooperate with the new team and integrate quickly?"

He asked so. The reporters who asked were speechless, not knowing what to say.

Had to give up.

Indeed, Zhou Yi's ability to quickly integrate into the national team is a good thing for everyone who cares about Chinese football. This means that he can show his value in the national team faster. Isn't this what everyone expects?

Seeing that the reporters stopped asking questions, Zhou Yi asked, "Is there any problem?"

No one answered him, so he smiled at the reporters. Turned around and got into the car.

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That night, Zhou Yi received a call from his father.

Phone. Zhou Jianliang asked Zhou Yi how it felt to participate in the training of the national team on the first day.

"It's not bad, it's going well. The tactical requirements of the national team are also based on pass control, so I don't have any difficulty adapting to it." Zhou Yi said.

"Well. What about the teammates? Are they easy to get along with? Is there any worship to the top of the mountain?"

"I haven't met at all. Everyone is easy to get along with, but I have just joined the team and I don't know anyone well, so it will definitely not work like I did in Dortmund." Zhou Yi explained. "Everyone is very kind, and they will greet each other when they meet."

"That's good. The national team is different from the club. We Chinese like to engage in those things. Regardless of whether there is any in this year. Anyway, you should pay attention to yourself. Don't offend people casually. Your mouth is easy... But don't Afraid of things. With your strength, it is already very good not to be a ball bully in the national team!"

"Ahem, Dad. What are you talking about?" Zhou Yi felt that his father was thinking too much. Ball bully? He can't be that kind of person.

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The next day's training session was still open to the public, and the outside of the training ground was crowded with reporters just like yesterday.

In training this day. Zhou Yi's performance was similar to yesterday's, there was not much difference.

The cooperation between him and his teammates was as tacit and smooth as ever.

The reporters couldn't see anything new coming.

But in the eyes of teammates, they saw something different today.

It's still the same tactical drill, pass and cut cooperation.

When the other international footballers no longer wanted to see any wonderful combos and amazing tricks from Zhou Yi, they suddenly realized that Zhou Yi's pass... It's hard to say how subtle it was, but it made them feel...comfortable.

right. Just comfortable.

To give the simplest example, Zhang Linpeng is the right back of the team, but he often puts in assists. His assist ability is very strong, and his physical fitness is also very good among Chinese players.

To pass the ball to him, you need to pass the ball with a certain amount of advance, so as to make use of his running expertise.

As long as Zhou Yi passed the ball, Zhang Linpeng never said that he couldn't catch it—if he was sprinting forward at high speed. Then Zhou Yi passed the ball to him very fast, and he didn't need to slow down while running at high speed to wait for the ball to come up. In this way, the defensive players also came up, and he could keep the high speed and move the football forward directly. Just passed the defender who came up to press.

If he was just responding from the side, and didn't want to advance at high speed, the ball passed by Zhou Yi would not be rushed, and he would not make him suddenly speed up and try his best to reach the ball.

Neither big nor small, neither fast nor slow, Zhou Yi's pass is just right every time.

This really made Zhang Linpeng feel incredible.

I don't think it's a big deal once or twice, but three or four times can be said to be luck. But every time this happened, Zhang Linpeng didn't dare to think about it. If he thought about it carefully, he would think it was scary!

This is just one of the many details that Zhou Yi showed in training.

Different people see the details differently.

For example, in the offensive and defensive drills, the defensive center back Du Wei will feel that Zhou Yi's running position makes him uncomfortable.

Because most of the time, he would not notice Zhou Yi, but when he noticed Zhou Yi, he realized that Zhou Yi had reached a very dangerous place!

But if he keeps focusing on Zhou Yi, he will lose his defensive goal and cause defensive loopholes. And if you keep staring at Zhou Yi, you will find that there is nothing special about Zhou Yi's running position. He is jogging most of the time, just like walking. It's just the head bobbing all the time.

Oh, and speaking of head bobbing.

At the beginning, everyone didn't care, after all, anyone who plays football will look at the situation like this.

But when everyone noticed Zhou Yi's point, they found that he almost never stopped shaking his head. It seemed that he didn't need to watch the ball at all, and his head was always looking around.

Does he have ADHD?

Or a problem with the cervical spine?

During the training, the teammates discovered more details about Zhou Yi. But there are also more questions.

So after the training in the morning, Zhou Yi in the locker room was stabilized by his teammates.

This time it was Zhang Linpeng who asked first: "Zhou Yi. I have another question... did we... know each other before?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "I know you."

"Huh?" Zhang Linpeng was surprised.

"But you don't know me." Zhou Yi suddenly smiled. "I met you on TV and in the newspapers."

Everyone couldn't help laughing—it turned out that Zhou Yi's "knowledge" meant this.

Zhang Linpeng also laughed, and at the same time, she still had a little vanity in her heart-it seems that I am quite famous too!

He frankly accepted Zhou Yi's flattery.

But the question in his mind still needs to be clarified, so he continued to ask: "Then why do I always feel that we are familiar? I find that you always pass the ball to me just right. For example, when I sprint, you give me a fast ball." , when I am not sprinting, you give me a slow kick..."

"That means we are destined!" Zhou Yi continued to draw closer to his teammates in a half-joking way, and then explained. "And I watched you before passing the ball. If you are sprinting, I will pass it faster and bigger. If you are jogging, I will pass it slower. Don't you notice that I am shaking my head all the time? ?”

When Zhou Yi talked about shaking his head, Du Wei stood up: "Yes, I found that you are always shaking your head. Is this your habit?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "Yes, I am observing you. Look at the situation of each of you."

"The situation of each of us?" Whether it was Du Wei who was surprised, the others were also surprised.

"Yes." Zhou Yi confirmed.

"This...how is it possible?" Someone couldn't hold back his doubts and blurted out.

"This can be regarded as my specialty." Zhou Yi said. "I'm naturally sensitive to spatial distance."

"Then you don't watch football?" Du Wei continued to ask.

"Look. I'll take a look..."

"Just take a look?"

"That's right, how long will it take to watch? Just take a look and confirm where the football is." Zhou Yi continued to explain. He was very patient in the face of his teammates' questions.

Hearing what Zhou Yi said, many people fell silent.

They hardly take their eyes off the football when they play, as for the situation on the pitch. That's just an occasional glance. If they buy shares and don't watch football, they will feel that they can't control football at all.

But Zhou Yi can not watch the ball, and he can still pass and catch the ball well.

They could not believe what Zhou Yi said, but this one and a half day of training made them feel that Zhou Yi was right.

Zhou Yi's mouth can lie, but his performance on the training ground cannot lie.

Zhang Linpeng was dumbfounded, and then blurted out a dirty word: "Fuck!"

Everyone looked at him, and he went on to say: "No wonder you can win in Dortmund! I am convinced!" Xu Genbao's proud disciple. The best domestic players of the same age gave Zhou Yi a thumbs up.

"I'm convinced too." Du Wei patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder.

Others also praised and marveled at Zhou Yi's ability.

The teammates became enthusiastic about Zhou Yi, and the atmosphere in the locker room became more active.

Zhou Yi accepted everyone's praise with a smile, and also expressed his modesty by the way.

As he said to his father, this group of young international players is really easy to get in touch with.

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Reports about Zhou Yi's national team training also appeared in the media.

When the fans saw "Zhou Yi quickly integrated into the team and cooperated tacitly with his teammates in training", "Zhou Yi got along well with his teammates, talking and laughing during training"... After such reports, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone knows the historical situation of the Chinese national team. Zhou Yi, as a complete rookie with no trace in Chinese football, is like a blank sheet of paper. He has no connections or connections in domestic football, and he doesn't know anyone. .

Everyone is always worried that he will not be able to integrate into the team, and will be excluded by his teammates, jealousy and so on.

But that didn't happen.

Fans can rest assured that there is no infighting in the team - that's a good start, isn't it? To be continued.

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