football king
Chapter 52 Making troubles to promote customs [VIP]
The most important thing after coming to Singapore is to quickly develop the tacit understanding between Mordred and the Chinese team, otherwise Mordred can only stay off the court no matter how strong he is.
But their training plan was not going well. Mordred's physical fitness and way of thinking are completely different from the Chinese team, and the Real Madrid players who often play with Mordred are extremely high-level, even if Mordred is messing around They can afford to play something fancy, but the Chinese team, let alone fancy, is simply dragging Mordred down by his hind legs.
Mordred has studied the Chinese team's way of playing football for a long time, so it is not too difficult to cooperate now. He tried to reduce his speed and anticipation, but the result...is still the same.
In the end, Mordred had no choice but to go directly to Camacho and ask him to organize a 5v5. It was useless for them to train to death here, and it would be faster to fight directly.
Camacho hesitated for a long time, because once it was 5V5, all subsequent training would be disrupted.
Of course, Mordred knew what the other party was hesitating about, "Sir, trust me! We have to fight in practice. Talking about wars on paper is absolutely impossible."
Camacho gritted his teeth and summoned everyone here. The hope of being shortlisted for the group stage this time was already slim, and the fans had already sprayed him bloody, and this time was not bad.
Mordred looked at him with a smile. Since Macacho came to the Chinese team, he has been too trembling. It’s not that being well-behaved is not good, but that he is well-behaved. It's just that he is far behind Mourinho's assistant coach. He doesn't know what it means to teach students in accordance with their aptitude.
The 5V5 lineup was quickly divided. Mordred's side is weak overall, and the opponent is a little bit stronger...but how strong can it be?
Mordred handed over the ball to the opponent. As the captain, Li Weifeng would not be polite.
The tactics used are formally Camacho's recent frequent use of the wing to break through a 45-degree pass, and then pass it from the midfielder to the striker for shooting.
It stands to reason that this tactic is the most familiar to Mordred, but!In the past, you have to break through the sidewalk, and you have to pass to the right person in the cross. Just rely on these old men who each stop the ball and stop for five meters to pass?It would be good not to pass it on to other people, everyone is a ghost plus two or five youngsters.
Mordred is like a beast at this time, and he doesn't look like he doesn't want to fight physically in Real Madrid.
He ran towards the midfield aggressively. Zhao Xuri, who was wearing No. [-], saw Mordred approaching, and quickly passed the ball to the backcourt.
He was also in a panic, otherwise it would have been a good opportunity to attack the striker just now, and of course Mordred would not let this mistake go.
He passed it to the defense in a panic, and the defense didn't even stop the ball without preparation. Because the inertial ball came towards Mordred, Mordred accelerated the ball and stopped it. Now there are only two guards left, Sun Xiang and Zhang Linfan.
The two defenders saw that the other side was about to break through the penalty area, so they quickly shoveled. The studs were firmly attached to the turf for fear of hurting Mordred. Mordred hooked the ball and avoided Zhang Linfan's shovel. Elegantly stepping into the penalty area, he is about to shoot.
Sun Xiang wasn't really putting on airs either. He ran to him and put pressure on him, leaving him no room to kick. Mordred lightly hooked the ball with his toes, coordinated with his turn and made a perfect Marseille gyration. The only one is the goalkeeper Yang Zhi.
It was a cold day in January, but Yang Zhi was sweating non-stop. As a goalkeeper, he could perfectly see how Mordred played with Sun Xiang just now. In the face of such strength, his mentality It's already unstable.
Mordred seemed to see through his thoughts and directly took a penalty kick. Due to nervousness, Yang Zhi threw himself to the left and fell on the turf, watching the slow ball go into the net.
For a goalkeeper, a scoop penalty is a humiliation, a downright humiliation.
With a bang in his head, Yang Zhi jumped up from the ground, grabbed Mordred's clothes, and clenched his fist tightly. When his fist was about to kiss Mordred's face, Li Weifeng grabbed his hand and killed him. He dragged back.
The other players also came to their senses one after another, dragging Yang Zhi away from Mordred. In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhi was already covered in big men...
Mordred was still so indifferent, watching them quietly like a farce.Li Weifeng, who stopped Yang Zhi at first, walked up to him and said coldly, "Apologize!"
Mordred looked at him and suddenly smiled, and walked to Yang Zhi's side.
Before he could speak, he heard Yang Zhi, who was pressed down by the crowd, say in a muffled voice: "Get up from me, you bunch of grandchildren!"
The others also remembered that they were afraid that the two of them would fight again, so they looked up at Mordred hesitantly, and Mordred patted them on the shoulder, "Thank you, everyone get up."
When he said that the others got up from Yang Zhi in a hurry, Yang Zhi, who was covered in green grass, gave them a vicious look, who is your teammate?
Mordred picked the grass off his body little by little, "I'm not trying to tease you, I just want to tell you that those balls are not difficult for you as long as you calm down."
His words are actually very normal, but the premise is who to say to, and in what capacity to say, Mordred is not convincing at all now, Yang Zhi said with some disdain: "Oh, who are you, you just came to the national team first You started teaching your seniors how to play football?"
If possible, Mordred would not be willing to use such extreme methods, but now time is running out, so he simply took a slanted sword.
"Me? Of course I am Lin Hao." Mordred stretched out his arms to hug Yang Zhi, the smile on his face still maintained, "I'm just kind, please forgive me?" The most gentle voice voted by the public is It's not a joke, not to mention women, even Yang Zhi himself felt weak when he heard it.
And doesn't this guy feel that this scene annoys Li?Yang Zhi quickly pushed Mordred away, and said as a senior: "Okay, okay, I forgive you, your kid's playing style is so simple in Real Madrid, but it becomes fancy when he is in the national team, not in Asia. Spain, among other things, South Korea is a dirty stick, be careful to be kicked and break your leg."
Although Yang Zhi's tone was a little bit bad, there were words of concern between the lines, and it was obvious that he was no longer angry.
Of course, Mordred agreed, and after a while, he pulled Yang Zhi back from the brink of rage, and the relationship between the two improved a lot.
The other teammates were simply dumbfounded.
Li Weifeng, who has a slightly better relationship with him, has long understood what kind of person Mordred is. Although he is usually well-behaved and sensible, he is actually crazy to death.
The game ended without a problem because of Yang Zhi's anger. Coach Camacho asked them to rest for a while and then train again.
Mordred also got along with other people somehow, maybe the friendship between men is so subtle.
Liu Jianye asked while drinking water: "Hey, Meris is wrong...Lin Hao, who is your favorite in Real Madrid?" Mordred heard it just as soon as he was perfunctory, "Don't use the one to deal with the media." Use tricks to deal with me, I want to listen to the truth."
Listen to the truth... Mordred was a little hesitant, but when he looked up and was about to answer, he suddenly saw pairs of gossip eyes, which made Mordred laugh angrily, but his curiosity was stronger than the other because he was not good at playing football.
That being said, Mordred broke the news decisively in order to quickly integrate into the locker room: "The favorite is Mr. Mourinho, except Mr. Chris, and then Kaka."
Mordred made a position in his heart, and everyone was surprised after knowing that Mourinho was the first. After all, the most reported in Spain is the practice of Mordred and Chris. We drove home to the club together, and Mordred stayed at Chris's every now and then.
They never thought that the answer turned out to be Mourinho.
Adhering to the principle of asking if they don't understand, they express what they think in their hearts.
After looking around for a week, everyone looked at Mordred very curiously, and even the teaching assistant who was recording their physical data looked this way quietly.
Mordred rolled his eyes and continued: "Mr. is very kind to me. He specially customizes the training menu for me. He will find my psychological problems and talk to me. Of course I like Mr. most. Of course, if Mr. can control my diet It would be better if it was looser...I want to eat stewed ribs." When Mordred said the last sentence, the emotion contained really made the players around him feel ashamed.
During this time together, everyone can see what kind of life Mordred usually lives, boiled chicken, slices of bread, macaroni, things that just look like they don’t have the slightest appetite, and look at them... In comparison, they are simply ascetics The difference between a wine and meat monk.
Moreover, one of the people brought by Mordred also monitored Mordred's training volume, neither letting him train more nor letting him be lazy, it was no different from sitting in prison.
I have long known that Mourinho is a dictator, but I never thought that he would be so dictatorial.
Mourinho, who was watching the game and studying the lineup: "Ache."
After resting for a while, they conducted another cooperative training, and the results of this training were simply beyond imagination.
Whether it is Mordred or other players, there is not much difference in the cooperation. Mordred seems to have found his position and added the most powerful barrel to the Chinese team.
Camacho looked at Mordred, holding a mobile phone with Mourinho's message on it.
The large instruction manual makes it clear at a glance that Mourinho has definitely put his heart into it.
The last sentence made Camacho look at Mordred in a daze for a long time, "He is a player full of spirituality, give him enough freedom, he will give you unexpected results, although he doesn't like physical confrontation, but in When forced to be helpless, the defense is not weaker than others, use him well and bring him to the top. '
------
After arriving in Singapore, Mordred's roommate changed from Li Weifeng to Zheng Zhi.
Zheng Zhi can be regarded as an old man of the Chinese team. It would be more appropriate for him to bring Mordred. They got into bed early and fell asleep for the game.
In the middle of the night, Zheng Zhi was fast asleep, always feeling someone humming beside him.
Opening his eyes irritably, he saw Mordred laying on the bed covering his knees covered in cold sweat, with his eyes closed, it hurts even to look at it, because the sound of the pain is very small, almost inaudible, like It's like I'm afraid of disturbing others.
Zheng Zhi saw that it was all right, and sat up on the bed, "Lin Hao, wake up! Wake up!"
One cry after another finally dragged Mordred back from the nightmare. His wet hair was stuck to his forehead, and he looked in a state of distress. When he opened his dark blue eyes, there was nothing in them.
But their training plan was not going well. Mordred's physical fitness and way of thinking are completely different from the Chinese team, and the Real Madrid players who often play with Mordred are extremely high-level, even if Mordred is messing around They can afford to play something fancy, but the Chinese team, let alone fancy, is simply dragging Mordred down by his hind legs.
Mordred has studied the Chinese team's way of playing football for a long time, so it is not too difficult to cooperate now. He tried to reduce his speed and anticipation, but the result...is still the same.
In the end, Mordred had no choice but to go directly to Camacho and ask him to organize a 5v5. It was useless for them to train to death here, and it would be faster to fight directly.
Camacho hesitated for a long time, because once it was 5V5, all subsequent training would be disrupted.
Of course, Mordred knew what the other party was hesitating about, "Sir, trust me! We have to fight in practice. Talking about wars on paper is absolutely impossible."
Camacho gritted his teeth and summoned everyone here. The hope of being shortlisted for the group stage this time was already slim, and the fans had already sprayed him bloody, and this time was not bad.
Mordred looked at him with a smile. Since Macacho came to the Chinese team, he has been too trembling. It’s not that being well-behaved is not good, but that he is well-behaved. It's just that he is far behind Mourinho's assistant coach. He doesn't know what it means to teach students in accordance with their aptitude.
The 5V5 lineup was quickly divided. Mordred's side is weak overall, and the opponent is a little bit stronger...but how strong can it be?
Mordred handed over the ball to the opponent. As the captain, Li Weifeng would not be polite.
The tactics used are formally Camacho's recent frequent use of the wing to break through a 45-degree pass, and then pass it from the midfielder to the striker for shooting.
It stands to reason that this tactic is the most familiar to Mordred, but!In the past, you have to break through the sidewalk, and you have to pass to the right person in the cross. Just rely on these old men who each stop the ball and stop for five meters to pass?It would be good not to pass it on to other people, everyone is a ghost plus two or five youngsters.
Mordred is like a beast at this time, and he doesn't look like he doesn't want to fight physically in Real Madrid.
He ran towards the midfield aggressively. Zhao Xuri, who was wearing No. [-], saw Mordred approaching, and quickly passed the ball to the backcourt.
He was also in a panic, otherwise it would have been a good opportunity to attack the striker just now, and of course Mordred would not let this mistake go.
He passed it to the defense in a panic, and the defense didn't even stop the ball without preparation. Because the inertial ball came towards Mordred, Mordred accelerated the ball and stopped it. Now there are only two guards left, Sun Xiang and Zhang Linfan.
The two defenders saw that the other side was about to break through the penalty area, so they quickly shoveled. The studs were firmly attached to the turf for fear of hurting Mordred. Mordred hooked the ball and avoided Zhang Linfan's shovel. Elegantly stepping into the penalty area, he is about to shoot.
Sun Xiang wasn't really putting on airs either. He ran to him and put pressure on him, leaving him no room to kick. Mordred lightly hooked the ball with his toes, coordinated with his turn and made a perfect Marseille gyration. The only one is the goalkeeper Yang Zhi.
It was a cold day in January, but Yang Zhi was sweating non-stop. As a goalkeeper, he could perfectly see how Mordred played with Sun Xiang just now. In the face of such strength, his mentality It's already unstable.
Mordred seemed to see through his thoughts and directly took a penalty kick. Due to nervousness, Yang Zhi threw himself to the left and fell on the turf, watching the slow ball go into the net.
For a goalkeeper, a scoop penalty is a humiliation, a downright humiliation.
With a bang in his head, Yang Zhi jumped up from the ground, grabbed Mordred's clothes, and clenched his fist tightly. When his fist was about to kiss Mordred's face, Li Weifeng grabbed his hand and killed him. He dragged back.
The other players also came to their senses one after another, dragging Yang Zhi away from Mordred. In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhi was already covered in big men...
Mordred was still so indifferent, watching them quietly like a farce.Li Weifeng, who stopped Yang Zhi at first, walked up to him and said coldly, "Apologize!"
Mordred looked at him and suddenly smiled, and walked to Yang Zhi's side.
Before he could speak, he heard Yang Zhi, who was pressed down by the crowd, say in a muffled voice: "Get up from me, you bunch of grandchildren!"
The others also remembered that they were afraid that the two of them would fight again, so they looked up at Mordred hesitantly, and Mordred patted them on the shoulder, "Thank you, everyone get up."
When he said that the others got up from Yang Zhi in a hurry, Yang Zhi, who was covered in green grass, gave them a vicious look, who is your teammate?
Mordred picked the grass off his body little by little, "I'm not trying to tease you, I just want to tell you that those balls are not difficult for you as long as you calm down."
His words are actually very normal, but the premise is who to say to, and in what capacity to say, Mordred is not convincing at all now, Yang Zhi said with some disdain: "Oh, who are you, you just came to the national team first You started teaching your seniors how to play football?"
If possible, Mordred would not be willing to use such extreme methods, but now time is running out, so he simply took a slanted sword.
"Me? Of course I am Lin Hao." Mordred stretched out his arms to hug Yang Zhi, the smile on his face still maintained, "I'm just kind, please forgive me?" The most gentle voice voted by the public is It's not a joke, not to mention women, even Yang Zhi himself felt weak when he heard it.
And doesn't this guy feel that this scene annoys Li?Yang Zhi quickly pushed Mordred away, and said as a senior: "Okay, okay, I forgive you, your kid's playing style is so simple in Real Madrid, but it becomes fancy when he is in the national team, not in Asia. Spain, among other things, South Korea is a dirty stick, be careful to be kicked and break your leg."
Although Yang Zhi's tone was a little bit bad, there were words of concern between the lines, and it was obvious that he was no longer angry.
Of course, Mordred agreed, and after a while, he pulled Yang Zhi back from the brink of rage, and the relationship between the two improved a lot.
The other teammates were simply dumbfounded.
Li Weifeng, who has a slightly better relationship with him, has long understood what kind of person Mordred is. Although he is usually well-behaved and sensible, he is actually crazy to death.
The game ended without a problem because of Yang Zhi's anger. Coach Camacho asked them to rest for a while and then train again.
Mordred also got along with other people somehow, maybe the friendship between men is so subtle.
Liu Jianye asked while drinking water: "Hey, Meris is wrong...Lin Hao, who is your favorite in Real Madrid?" Mordred heard it just as soon as he was perfunctory, "Don't use the one to deal with the media." Use tricks to deal with me, I want to listen to the truth."
Listen to the truth... Mordred was a little hesitant, but when he looked up and was about to answer, he suddenly saw pairs of gossip eyes, which made Mordred laugh angrily, but his curiosity was stronger than the other because he was not good at playing football.
That being said, Mordred broke the news decisively in order to quickly integrate into the locker room: "The favorite is Mr. Mourinho, except Mr. Chris, and then Kaka."
Mordred made a position in his heart, and everyone was surprised after knowing that Mourinho was the first. After all, the most reported in Spain is the practice of Mordred and Chris. We drove home to the club together, and Mordred stayed at Chris's every now and then.
They never thought that the answer turned out to be Mourinho.
Adhering to the principle of asking if they don't understand, they express what they think in their hearts.
After looking around for a week, everyone looked at Mordred very curiously, and even the teaching assistant who was recording their physical data looked this way quietly.
Mordred rolled his eyes and continued: "Mr. is very kind to me. He specially customizes the training menu for me. He will find my psychological problems and talk to me. Of course I like Mr. most. Of course, if Mr. can control my diet It would be better if it was looser...I want to eat stewed ribs." When Mordred said the last sentence, the emotion contained really made the players around him feel ashamed.
During this time together, everyone can see what kind of life Mordred usually lives, boiled chicken, slices of bread, macaroni, things that just look like they don’t have the slightest appetite, and look at them... In comparison, they are simply ascetics The difference between a wine and meat monk.
Moreover, one of the people brought by Mordred also monitored Mordred's training volume, neither letting him train more nor letting him be lazy, it was no different from sitting in prison.
I have long known that Mourinho is a dictator, but I never thought that he would be so dictatorial.
Mourinho, who was watching the game and studying the lineup: "Ache."
After resting for a while, they conducted another cooperative training, and the results of this training were simply beyond imagination.
Whether it is Mordred or other players, there is not much difference in the cooperation. Mordred seems to have found his position and added the most powerful barrel to the Chinese team.
Camacho looked at Mordred, holding a mobile phone with Mourinho's message on it.
The large instruction manual makes it clear at a glance that Mourinho has definitely put his heart into it.
The last sentence made Camacho look at Mordred in a daze for a long time, "He is a player full of spirituality, give him enough freedom, he will give you unexpected results, although he doesn't like physical confrontation, but in When forced to be helpless, the defense is not weaker than others, use him well and bring him to the top. '
------
After arriving in Singapore, Mordred's roommate changed from Li Weifeng to Zheng Zhi.
Zheng Zhi can be regarded as an old man of the Chinese team. It would be more appropriate for him to bring Mordred. They got into bed early and fell asleep for the game.
In the middle of the night, Zheng Zhi was fast asleep, always feeling someone humming beside him.
Opening his eyes irritably, he saw Mordred laying on the bed covering his knees covered in cold sweat, with his eyes closed, it hurts even to look at it, because the sound of the pain is very small, almost inaudible, like It's like I'm afraid of disturbing others.
Zheng Zhi saw that it was all right, and sat up on the bed, "Lin Hao, wake up! Wake up!"
One cry after another finally dragged Mordred back from the nightmare. His wet hair was stuck to his forehead, and he looked in a state of distress. When he opened his dark blue eyes, there was nothing in them.
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