Chapter 288 National Olympic Tactics [Mask + cap on a hot day, this guy is also a talent][No, don’t you think he has a good body? This body type is rare among Asians. His body fat percentage is probably less than 10%] [I have a strange sense of familiarity. I feel like I have seen it somewhere, but I also feel like I have not seen it before. Oh, I don’t know how to put it.] [Have you seen this again? Netizens nowadays are awesome, you want to get involved in this too? ] [Skin color is very healthy] [Those few fake fans before were also outrageous. I almost died of laughter. Streamer, please quickly evaluate and see if this is a fake fan.] [Even if they are wearing fans' uniforms, can they still be fake fans? 】 [Brother above, you don't understand this. The European Cup just kicked off a few days ago, and there were fake fans everywhere. It was hard to guard against them! ] [Can the anchor ask him to take off his mask?] The masked man wore black framed glasses, the mask covered his lower eyelids, and he put on a black baseball cap. From the outside, you could hardly see anything. A Kun touched the masked man's arm and said, "Brother, you are quite tall, but you have a hunchback, what a pity."
"Work requires me to bow my head frequently, and I can't change it." "That's it..." A Kun showed a hint of sympathy in his eyes, but he immediately returned to the topic: "Brother, who do you think will win the championship in this Olympics, Messi or Ronaldo?" amount…… A Kun's question stumped the masked man. In the camera, the masked man thought about it carefully and finally said: "Kobe wins the championship" "Hahaha!" Ah Kun burst into laughter. He could tell the masked man was joking, so he switched to a question for real fans: "Li Yi will be the head coach for this Olympics. In last season's China League One, Li Yi led Hebei China Fortune to promotion to the Chinese Super League. Do you think he can be the head coach for the Olympics?" The masked man shook his shoulders and said: "Li Zhi... Li Yi is capable. As a fan, I think he should be able to do it." "What about Jiang Yuan? Do you have anything to say about Jiang Yuan?" A Kun continued to ask because he found that the fans in the live broadcast room were very interested in the masked man. As a host, A Kun naturally had to meet the fans' requirements. "As for Jiang Yuan... I wish him success." "Oh? Brother, other fans are saying that China will win, Jiang Yuan will win, but you are the only one saying 'I wish him success'. This shows a lack of confidence." A Kun was very perceptive and immediately understood the problem in the masked man's words. “Maybe it’s because I’m more objective.” The masked man glanced at the fans slowly gathering around him and said: "There are too many strong teams in this Olympics, Brazil, South Korea, Portugal, it's hard to say, I think I may not be able to beat them" The masked man said this seriously, not knowing that he had just been exposed. A Kun touched his chest with one hand. He could clearly feel his heartbeat quickening, so he put his hand on the masked man's shoulder: "Dude, looking at you, do you play football often?" "well enough" "So which neighborhood do you usually play football in?"
"Forehead……" "Let me guess, Stamford Bridge?" !!! As soon as A Kun finished speaking, the masked man in front of him ran away. "Fuck, Jiang Yuan! Jiang Yuan!" "This is Jiang Yuan!!!" The onlookers who reacted rushed forward and headed towards the location of the masked man, but the speed of the masked man was also outrageous. He ran left and right to avoid the fans, and his two legs were turning behind his butt like wheels, and he was several meters away in a few seconds. After a long time, dozens of fans rushed forward, but not one of them touched him. By the time most of the fans at the scene reacted, the masked man had already arrived at the east gate of the training center. "Hello, sir. Closed training..." "Let me in!" Jiang Yuan took off his mask, and the security guard in front of him just stood there in a daze, not moving at all. The crowd behind started to stir, and Jiang Yuan urged, "Let me in!" "Oh oh oh! That's right, hurry up, hurry up!" The security guard used his employee card to scan open the facial recognition door, and Jiang Yuan rushed in immediately. Looking back at the almost crazy fans behind him, Jiang Yuan felt somewhat fortunate. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he might have been stripped naked by now. "Jiang Yuan, damn! It's really Jiang Yuan!" "Jiang Yuan! Here, I'm your fan!" "I'm your fan!" The fans wanted to rush in, but several security guards stopped them at the door. Jiang Yuan was also very helpless. He had just been caught and interviewed by reporters who came from nowhere, and now he was almost late. After careful consideration, Jiang Yuan contacted Li Yi and said that he would sign autographs for the fans before coming in. Li Yi was also reasonable and signaled Jiang Yuan to take his time. "hiss--" Looking at the increasing number of fans in front of him, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and said, "Brothers, calm down for a moment. 50 signatures, that's 50 signatures. I still have to train later. I'm really sorry." "Thank you, thank you for your support" Outside the sports center, A Kun looked at the camera in front of him. "Damn it, the person I just interviewed was Jiang Yuan..." …… On the football field of the training center, the players formed a semicircle. Li Yi stood in the center of the circle, with Li Shubin and Liu Junfeng on his left and right.
"The last players have arrived, we are now fully staffed, so we need to start some tactical training." "Brother Tie, where is Brother Yuan?" Wang Dalei took a step forward. The team members had already noticed that Jiang Yuan was missing, but they only said it at this time. Li Yi glanced at the direction of the door: "Didn't you hear the noise outside? He was caught by the fans..." Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Wu Lei. It was he who designed Jiang Yuan's camouflage look. Wu Lei fixed his hair and frowned: "It shouldn't be, I checked it many times with Yuning in the dormitory, Brother Yuan's style is unrecognizable from a distance, I almost covered half of his eyes" While speaking, Wu Lei took a step to the left. Now it was Zhang Yuning who stood in front of everyone. The young man from Wenzhou blinked his eyes and looked very innocent. At this moment, Liao Lisheng noticed Jiang Yuan running over from the far end: "Hey, Brother Yuan, here!" Jiang Yuan did not come straight over, but threw his backpack outside the track, changed his sneakers first, and finally came to the middle to gather, his eyes full of fatigue. "Brothers, we must think of a solution." Jiang Yuan was panting. He got up early in the morning and wrote his name 50 times. He also took more than 20 photos with the fans. He is truly the top hard worker of the National Olympic Team. To be honest, there are big problems with the arrangements made by the head of the Olympic Committee. Jiang Yuan had already attracted exaggerated popularity when he played in the Asian Cup in Qatar. Logically, the Olympic Committee should have learned from past experience and take security measures to at least ensure that the players can arrive at the training center on time. Otherwise, with so many fans asking for autographs, Jiang Yuan would feel embarrassed to refuse, and all this made him feel very uncomfortable. Li Yi thought for a moment, and finally said: "It won't be long anyway, I'll have someone hire some security." Li Yi called the staff behind him and said, "Isn't there a Wanda next to us? Go and contact them and see if you can borrow their security. We may need more people during the training period." It would have been better if it had been like this earlier! Jiang Yuan shook his head, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. "Beep!" After two whistles, today's training session began. First, Li Shubin introduced the basic formation in official matches to the players. From the beginning of the group stage to the end, the National Olympic Team will always use 433. The basic starting lineup is... Li Shubin put the tactical board on the grass and motioned the players around him to squat down and watch. Goalkeeper: Wang Dalei Defenders: Shi Ke, Wu Xinghan, Mi Haolun, Zhang Linpeng (C) Midfielders: Chang Feiya, Liao Lisheng, Xie Pengfei Forwards: Jiang Yuan, Liu Binbin, Wu Lei "This is a lot of changes from our formation in Qatar, because the players are different, so the tactics will also change a lot. Now that we have all the players, we will take advantage of the last few days to get used to each other." Li Shubin moved his hands on the tactical board. In fact, they had already started to get used to each other when the training camp started in early July. However, Jiang Yuan was still preparing for the new season at Chelsea and did not participate in the training. In the previous simulation training, Zhang Yuning replaced the left winger. But after all, the two players are not at the same level, so repeated training is needed to ensure that they can play smoothly enough in official games. After listening to this, the players nodded one after another. There was nothing wrong with what Li Shubin said, because the game was only a few days away, and it was unrealistic to expect to improve the players' abilities. It was still most cost-effective to practice tactics. After explaining the basic lineup and playing style, the simulation training officially began. Li Yi's training method is very straightforward. He starts with an 11v11, allowing the young men of the National Olympic Team to get familiar with the "new players" who just arrived last night. 11v11, the starting team forms one team, and the other team is composed of substitutes and sparring partners.
on the field. "Come on, give it to me directly!" Jiang Yuan reached out to Chang Feiya, who passed the ball to Jiang Yuan without even thinking about it. Facing Zhang Xiaobin's interception, Jiang Yuan turned around with the ball, shook off Zhang Xiaobin and walked towards the middle. "Brother Yuan, give it to me!" Wu Lei asked for the ball on the right, but Jiang Yuan ignored him and ran inside from the outside of the penalty area, carrying Zhang Yuhao on his back to complete the shot. Du Jia stood in front of the goal and watched the flying ball hit the post and go into the net. After scoring the goal, Jiang Yuan ran back, raised his hands and high-fived Wu Lei: "Great cooperation!" "Well!" At the edge of the court, Li Yi blew away the hair that was exposed above his forehead. "Not to mention his football skills, his physique is really amazing," said Li Shubin, who witnessed the scene with his own eyes and gave a high evaluation. It is said that your physique determines what league you play in, and your skills determine how well you play in that league. With Jiang Yuan's physique, he would be able to kill anyone in the Olympics. Not to mention those young players who are 19 or 20 years old, even the over-age players who are 25 or 6 years old may not be able to beat him. "This is the kind of player we need to win the game" Li Yi pointed at Jiang Yuan who was waiting for the kick-off on the court and said: "The core must be the left side. Let's not talk about tactics first. If we don't play Jiang Yuan as the core, we will be scolded to death by the fans." "Everyone knows that we will focus on the left side. We know it, South Korea knows it, and Germany knows it too." Li Shubin expressed his concerns that the presence of high-level players would cause a very obvious problem for the entire team, that is, tactical intentions. Because Jiang Yuan is in the lineup, everyone knows that the Chinese team will use Jiang Yuan as the core, because a player of this level can enjoy tactical support. “But we have to do this.” Li Yi expressed his frustration: "Do you mean to let Wu Lei play as the core? You are overthinking. With Wu Lei's breakthrough ability, I guess he won't be able to move when we attack." Li Yi has specifically studied the teams participating in this Olympics. The strong teams in this Olympics, such as South Korea, Brazil and Portugal, all have very good footwork skills, so if the Chinese team wants to win, they must not play a passing and controlling game against them. If they play a passing and controlling game, they will definitely fail. "Just play defensive counterattack, pass the ball from the backcourt, and let Jiang Yuan run in front." This was the conclusion Li Yi came to. He knew very well that using traditional counterattack tactics against those teams was the most effective. "That's true. We have a better chance of winning if we play defense, but our defense is very bad right now." Wang Jun, who had been silent on the side, took a step forward and pointed at Xie Pengfei who was ferrying the ball and Wu Xinghan who was about to receive the ball: "There are big problems with the defense. It has been exposed. It's okay against weak teams, but if we play against teams like Brazil and Portugal, their players will definitely seize this opportunity." As soon as Wang Jun finished speaking, Li Yi shouted, "Mi Haolun! When Wu Xinghan receives the ball, please move to the side. He has no outlet!" …… "call!"
After 40 minutes of confrontation, the starting team defeated the substitute team 6:1. Jiang Yuan scored 5 goals by himself. At this time, Team B goalkeeper Du Jia was squatting on the goal line, doubting his life. "Brother Yuan!" Wu Lei ran off the field to get two bottles of water, then ran back into the field to hand the water to Jiang Yuan. In the previous training session, Jiang Yuan took the ball and broke through and shot from a distance, and Wu Lei reached out many times but did not get any feedback from Jiang Yuan. If it were in the club, Wu Lei and Liu Binbin would have already started criticizing him, but in the National Olympic Team he really doesn't dare to make too much noise. Li Yi seems to be awesome, but the players know very well who is the real boss. "Hey, Xiaoyuan, come here!" Li Yi's voice was heard, and Jiang Yuan, who was drinking water, was called over. "The sun is too strong over there, come over to the stands" Li Yi took Jiang Yuan to the shade under the stands and handed him a bottle of mineral water: "Xiao Yuan, thank you for your hard work." Jiang Yuan wanted to say that he had already drunk water, but after thinking about it, he took the mineral water from Li Yi. He took it, but he didn't drink it: "Coach Li, you can see clearly from the sidelines, are there any particularly serious problems?" “Haha, no big deal.” Li Yi put his hand on Jiang Yuan's shoulder. From a distance, the two looked like good brothers. "You know, our training is mainly about cooperation, so I hope you can pay more attention in training and pass the ball more. After all, I see that there are a few balls. It may not be the best choice for you to rush in and shoot by yourself." "Yeah...that's true, but I need some time to adjust." Jiang Yuan felt a little embarrassed. He had indeed made a lot of wrong decisions during the simulated confrontation class just now. Li Yi meant that Jiang Yuan should follow his own rhythm when breaking through, so that he could pose the greatest threat. But when controlling the ball and looking for opportunities in the frontcourt, Jiang Yuan needs to follow the team's rhythm in order to achieve the best results. …… (End of this chapter)