my football i call the shots

"Could it be that the double-teaming of Dong Sheng and Zhang Lin at Nanyu Middle School is so terrible?"

Zhang Ziyang obviously has some doubts about Cao Chen's statement. After all, Ibrahimovic Zhang Ziyang has basically never encountered any defensive combination that can defend him on the professional court. He doesn't believe that opponents can easily restrain him, who is almost crushing physical advantage.

"Ahem, Ziyang, if you don't believe me, you can also try to challenge, but... if the team loses the ball, you need to stand up and bear the responsibility."

"How?"

"When the flag is raised next week, raise the flag to sing the red sun." After finishing the punishment, Cao Chen stared at Zhang Ziyang solemnly, as if he was looking forward to Zhang Ziyang's reaction.

"That's it..."

Zhang Ziyang blushed, Cao Chen's punishment terrified everyone... Raising the flag to sing, and it was when the flag was being raised, which meant singing in front of everyone in the school.

No matter how good the mentality is, people will not be able to bear it.

What's more, Zhang Ziyang, an oppa male god who is extremely cold in front of outsiders, even if Zhang Ziyang is asked to stand on the podium to sing a song in class, Zhang Ziyang will probably be scared away, let alone that kind of situation.

Of course, this is not because Zhang Ziyang has no guts.

The main reason is that Zhang Ziyang is tone deaf...

Although Zhang Ziyang played the guitar and sang "still loving you" on the playground and chased Ah Hua from Class [-], everyone present agreed that Zhang Ziyang played the guitar well, not singing well.

But in fact, Zhang Ziyang's guitar level is not good.

Cao Chen looked at Zhang Ziyang's expression of disbelief, so Cao Chen continued to draw on the tactical board the double-team moves of Dong Sheng and Zhang Lin when defending.

"Ziyang, you see, Zhang Cheng is a man-marking central defender, he will block your breakthrough route in advance, and at the same time, Dong Sheng, a player with extremely strong athletic ability, will rush to your weak point before you take the ball. Wing presses the ball at your feet..."

Halfway through speaking, Cao Chen continued to turn his head and draw Zhang Lin and Dong Sheng's pressing line on the tactical board. Not only that, Cao Chen also drew Liu Changqing's position in the "dangerous area" he had drawn before.

"Ziyang, look here." Cao Chen turned his head and looked at Zhang Ziyang: "Dong Sheng and Zhang Lin are both superior in terms of physical condition. One of them may not be able to defend you, but the two of them will help each other. There is at least a [-]% chance that the ball at your feet will be broken, and after breaking the ball, Zhang Lin will quickly send the ball to Liu Changqing in this dangerous area."

Then, Cao Chen drew a big circle around the four defenders on the tactical board.

"Liu Changqing's personal ability cannot be easily restrained by our entire defense line. His ability lies not in front of the goal, but in passing the ball. Just think about it. Once, their forward line cannot grasp, then Liu Changqing can pass the ball." The second time, the third time... There are more opportunities, and the opponent's striker will definitely seize the opportunity."

After finishing speaking, Cao Chen spread his hands solemnly and said, "So, I don't want you to take this risk on the field, play steadily, make more contact with Gao Yi on the left, and use your respective advantages to tear apart the opponent's defense line. Scoring goals, that's what I want to see."

Maybe other players can't understand such a professional positioning commentary too thoroughly, but a player with high tactical literacy like Zhang Ziyang immediately came to his senses after Cao Chen finished speaking.

"Coach Cao, I understand. I underestimated their ability to launch a counterattack in the frontcourt just now."

After all, Zhang Ziyang nodded to Cao Chen like a child who did something wrong.

"It's okay, you haven't watched Nan Yu's training match, it's not your fault."

After all, Cao Chen patted Zhang Ziyang's shoulder very kindly, as if encouraging him.

This is also Cao Chen's consistent style. He rarely blames the players. On the contrary, even if the players make mistakes, he will encourage them to cheer up.

In his opinion, all mistakes on the court are forgivable, after all, it is not such an outrageous thing as murder and arson.

Isn't it just a single shot?Isn't it just a ball lost?

Who hasn't made a mistake while playing football?
If you make a mistake and you have to be locked up in a dark room, wouldn't that be terrifying.

Besides, Zhang Ziyang was just being too radical in his tactical thinking, and it was no big deal.

This matter was immediately turned over by the master and apprentice.

Then, Cao Chen continued to explain some more objective things, which can be regarded as routine.

"Okay, any more questions???"

Cao Chen covered the oil-based fountain pen in his hand. Obviously, he basically explained what he should explain, and the rest depends on whether the group of boys in front of him have any other opinions.

"Coach, I have a problem!"

"Huh???" Cao Chen was surprised to find that it wasn't someone else who spoke out, but the goalkeeper Bai Xiaolei, who can be regarded as the most stable part of the team.

"If I still keep a clean sheet after 80 minutes of the game, can you give me a chance to step up to the forward position?"

Bai Xiaolei looked at Cao Chen expectantly.

Every goalkeeper has a forward heart, which can be seen vividly from the current No. [-] goalkeeper Neuer in Germany.

Similarly, Bai Xiaolei himself was very moved when he watched Neuer rushing out of the penalty area in various ways on TV, even rushing to the midfield to participate in the kick.

But it is basically impossible for the provincial youth team to give Bai Xiaolei such an opportunity.

After all, the level of the provincial youth team cannot be compared with the campus team. At that time, Bai Xiaolei and the coach of the provincial youth team almost ate a shudder when they kicked out their idea of ​​trying to play a forward.

After being completely rejected by the coach of the provincial youth team, Bai Xiaolei could only transfer this idea to the high school team.

In an official game, it is basically impossible for Cao Chen to arrange himself to play as a striker.

However, this is a friendly match, if he can keep the goal clean, Cao Chen still has a high possibility of agreeing to his request.

Bai Xiaolei looked at Cao Chen with a sincere pleading gaze.

Cao Chen lowered his head and pondered, as if he was thinking deeply about Bai Xiaolei's proposal.

"Yes! It doesn't even take 80 minutes, as long as the team can establish a two-goal advantage before 70 minutes, I will let you go up the front line."

"real???"

Bai Xiaolei cried out in surprise, he obviously didn't expect Cao Chen to agree so simply.

"Could Coach Cao still lie to you?"

After finishing speaking, Cao Chen said sternly to the others: "Don't talk about Xiaolei wanting to play forward, even if any of you want to play other positions, you can also suggest to me, we can try in the training game, if we get more If the effect is good, we can also use it in the official competition. After all, your age and technical position have not yet been finalized. Try other positions, maybe you can make a breakthrough."

Gao Yi was so moved by Cao Chen's words that he almost blurted out: I want to be a coach.

But in order not to sing "Red Sun" on the flag stage when the flag was raised, Gao Yi still held back.

"Then there are no other questions???"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after making sure that they were all ready, the boys also shouted in unison: "No problem!!!"

"No problem! Then let's get ready to go! Take down Nan Yu! Take the third victory!"

"Take down Nan Yu! Take the third victory!"