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Chapter 46 Tactical Center

Facing the morning sun and the morning breeze, Long Bisheng ran laps on the big playground. Now his physical fitness is already very good. He can run more than 10 meters in 2000 minutes, which is second to none in the school.

He was the only one running around, which made him feel a little lonely, but for him, he was used to this kind of loneliness, and he knew that if he didn’t increase his strength quickly and could get close to his teammates in strength, then his sense of loneliness would gradually decrease—although everyone in the same dormitory treated him very well, but if his strength was too low, there would be an insurmountable gap between him and them—human instincts would only feel kindness and hope to be close to those whose level is similar to his own, just like teenage children can’t It's the same as playing with children of a certain age, and it has nothing to do with discrimination or the like.

After running for two laps, Long Bisheng began to sweat. The weather was still quite hot. When he ran past the teaching building again, Long Bisheng took a look at the quiet teaching building, sighed inwardly, accelerated and ran away again.

After running not far, Long Bisheng suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. He turned his head and glanced at the same frequency, and immediately widened his eyes - behind him, Dai Guangming, Zhang Yi, Li Jie and Wu Bufan ran behind him laughingly, beside him was Hu Gandang with a calm face!
"You... are you all here?" Long Bisheng stammered and asked.

"I want you to run alone? We also want to work hard, can't we?" Surrounding speeded up to keep pace with him, and said with a smile while running.

Long Bisheng chuckled, looking at the group of roommates who had been together for two months, his heart felt warm.

"One-two-one, one-two-one!" Hu Gandang yelled, and the others followed suit. The loud voice echoed around the playground. From a distance, Ding Yu saw the energetic appearance of these children and showed a sincere smile on his face.

After almost running, they automatically stopped and began to walk slowly towards the cafeteria to prepare for breakfast. Normally, the training for the day had just started at this time, and they definitely couldn’t use up all their physical energy on the laps. In fact, the laps in the morning were only a warm-up exercise, and it was only some light training after breakfast.

After they had finished their breakfast, the other students also got up one after another. After seeing them getting up so early, they all showed expressions of sudden realization. From this day on, dormitory No. [-] got another nickname—the barn.

There's a lot of annoyance around this - is there such a clean barn?Leaving aside the large scope, in this football school, which dormitory can be as clean as [-]?The smell of other dormitories can make people stumble when they enter, so that Li Jie, who likes to visit most now, only wants to stay in his own dormitory!

But that's a later story. When Long Bisheng and his team of seven came to the training ground, they found that there was already one person playing with the ball by himself. It was their coach Ding Yu.

Seeing Ding Yu juggling the ball a few times, several people almost laughed out loud—our coach, isn't he a bit too weak with his feet?Not to mention Dai Guangming and the others, even Wu Bufan, who played the goalkeeper, was probably much more insane than him.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny." Ding Yu pretended to be angry: "I haven't received professional training... Besides, most of the outstanding coaches in the world are not players. With my level, it is more than enough to teach you a few!"

"Yes yes yes." Everyone nodded their heads loudly, and the surroundings even said: "Coach, you are the light in our hearts, guiding us forward, and you are the sun in the sky, shining on our growth..."

"Are you a plant?" Ding Yu scolded with a smile, and then asked: "Isn't today Sunday? Why are you all here?"

"There is such a good example here, we don't have to work hard if we don't want to." Dai Guangming pointed at Long Bisheng, and Long Bisheng smiled: "I'm a stupid bird flying first."

"Whoever knows how to fly first will not be a stupid bird." Ding Yu said lightly, and then said to the other six people: "You guys practice first, I have a few words to say to Long Bisheng."

Dai Guangming and the others nodded, knowing that Ding Yu wanted to give some advice to Long Bisheng, not that they couldn’t listen, but that their current level was higher than that of Long Bisheng, and it was useless to listen to it. Moreover, with Long Bisheng’s personality, if someone nearby Ding Yu gave him some advice, he might be embarrassed.

The six people ran to the other side of the training ground to do warm-up activities. While moving their bodies around, they said with a little jealousy: "Did you notice? The coach seems to pay special attention to this kid, Aaron. He usually gives him the most advice. Today, he came here to give advice to him--I don't believe that he will come here today to play football by himself when he is full and has nothing to do!"

Dai Guangming and Hu Gandang looked at each other and smiled. In fact, the two of them have already discovered that Dai Guangming has a delicate mind, while Hu Gandang looks rough but has a big picture. Dai Guangming said with a smile: "What does it matter? Haven't you found out yet? In our dormitory, Long Bisheng has the shortest training time, and his strength is also a bit worse than ours. He will improve quickly with us, but it is of no benefit to us... If his level can quickly approach us, we will also improve even more, I think. , that's why the coach looks up to him."

"Then why don't we put another striker with better strength with us?" Zhang Yi asked: "There are other strikers in our grade, like Zhong Tao and Li Yajun, who are all good, so it doesn't take so much effort."

Hu Gandang said: "From now on, Long Bisheng is certainly not comparable to them, but the future development is hard to say... Look at this kid's height, he doesn't look like a ten-year-old child! Even Wu Bufan, you can't compare with him. Think about it, there is such a striker in front, if he can stand up to the crosses from Zhang Yi and you two around him, who can stop him? This is his potential!"

Hearing this, Li Jie screamed suddenly, and then said in a low voice: "Da Guangming, you said that Ding Yu must have come for someone among us. This person can't be Aaron, right?"

The six people turned their heads to look at Long Bisheng and Ding Yu at the other end of the training ground at the same time. Including Dai Guangming and Hu Gandang, everyone spit out three words: "No way?"

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"What do you think is the most important thing as a striker?" Ding Yu pulled Long Bisheng to sit on the lawn, and sat opposite him, and then asked a question.

"It should be a goal." Long Bisheng said hesitantly.

"Your answer is correct." Ding Yu nodded: "For a striker, the number of goals he scores can most directly reflect his value... But there are also things that are wrong. With the development of modern football today, the division of labor on the field is becoming more and more blurred. The value of a striker may not necessarily be reflected in goals."

Ding Yu's words made Long Bisheng a little confused-scoring goals are not important for forwards?What a joke!In professional clubs, strikers are often the ones with the highest salaries, and those who can be sold at sky-high prices in the transfer market are also strikers. A mid-stream club may enter the mid-stream position after having a striker who can score more than ten goals in a season.
Seeing Long Bisheng's surprised expression, Ding Yu knew that the student had misunderstood the meaning. He said "sometimes", but Long Bisheng just ignored the prefix in a daze.

"Do you have any experience as a striker during this period?" Ding Yu then changed the question, and he did not explain the misunderstanding. Some players feel that they can only understand deeply after experiencing it first-hand. Sometimes words are far less straightforward than actions.

"My speed is too slow, and I can't catch up with many passes." Long Bisheng said honestly, he has never wanted to speed up as much as he does now. Every time he plays a game, Dai Guangming and the others can always pass a lot of beautiful behind the ball, but even if he starts early, he will be easily blocked by the opponent's defender because of the gap in speed.

"Speed ​​is generally born, and it may be difficult to increase your speed with your size." Ding Yu dispelled his fantasy: "But speed is not the only thing you need to play as a striker. You have to learn to use your body...Let's put it this way, with your innate conditions, it may be difficult to be an excellent shooter, but to be a restraining center and give full play to your physical advantages, you can find your place in any team."

"How to play?" Hearing this, Long Bisheng's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked eagerly.

"Hehe!" Ding Yu laughed. He has always admired this straightforward and hard-working child, especially after hearing Wei Zhe talk about his family situation and how he has been working hard for the goal of a professional player, he admired this child even more. Although he came to the football school as a coach only part-time and not for Long Bisheng alone, he still paid attention to this child.

"With your characteristics, you can be a tactical center." Ding Yu said after laughing.

"Tactical center?" Long Bisheng became happy when he heard the name - the name sounds very imposing!
(End of this chapter)