The players had already changed into clean jerseys and were drying their hair with towels. Qiu Suhui stood in front of the tactical board and waited for the players to finish their work. The longer the hair, the longer it took. Now they basically stopped, only Zhang Jun was still wiping his shoulder-length hair.

Everything was like before the game started.

But the Chinese team is now behind 0:2, and the situation is not good for them.

Qiu Suhui knew in his heart that although there were conflicts within the team, everyone tried their best in the first half, and they did not bring their usual dissatisfaction to the field. Yang Pan and Hu Li did a good job.

This is indeed the gap between China and Spain. This gap will not be filled for a period of time, let alone the short fifteen minutes of the halftime break.

When Zhang Jun put down the towel and started braiding his hair, Qiu Suhui said: "I think through the first half, everyone has a certain understanding of Spain's strength. The rainy day did not hinder our opponents, but instead made us lose a valuable opportunity. Simply put, this is the gap between us and them." Qiu Suhui paused.

The players didn't say anything, and were quietly waiting for the head coach to continue talking.

"We can't make up for these gaps now, and this is not something that can happen overnight. But this does not mean that we have to give up this game. This game will be a great opportunity for you to learn. I will arrange for Kru to play in the second half. When Kru comes on the court, the team will change to 451, Li Jie, you will be replaced, Kru will play the front midfielder."

Kru and Li Jie nodded at the same time, indicating that they understood.

"Yang Pan, I know Vicente is very impactful, but you can't always help Wang Hui participate in the defense. If you want to attack, if you don't want Vicente to be too active, you have to be active yourself, attack more, and restrain Vicente. The same is true for Shao Jiaying."

Yang Pan and Shao Jiaying nodded.

"Then, Li Yongle. You did a good job in the first half, but you were a little restrained. Even if I let you play freely, you wouldn't let go. This is not possible. I know this is your first game in the national team, which makes you think too much. But you have to understand that playing football in the national team is actually the same as playing football in the national Olympic team. You are the core. The long pass and shot in the first half were your best performances. After Krue came on the court in the second half, he would be responsible for organizing the offense in the frontcourt. I want you to be responsible for the rhythm of the whole team behind him. Do you know? Think of the entire team as you alone, when to fast break, when to stabilize, when to defend, and when to attack with all your strength, all of these are the final decisions."

"But Qiu Zhi, I have not been exposed to this aspect in the training of the national team before. I am afraid of not cooperating well..." Li Yongle raised a question.

"I know, but now I don't have so much time to get familiar with you in training." Qiu Suhui said in his heart: And you won't cooperate with me either... "So everyone needs to cooperate with each other in the game, and you have to find a little bit of feeling in the game. Don't be afraid of making mistakes, don't be afraid of making a fool of yourself, the key is that you have to do it."

Li Yongle nodded. Since Qiu Zhi said so, there was no problem with him. He just played football like he did when he was in the National Olympic Games.

"Li Yi, when Li Yongle goes up to participate in the offense, your task will be very heavy, because you have to be responsible for all areas in front of the defense line. I believe you have the ability to do it well. Xiang Tao, try not to go up and assist in this game, unless they replace Joaquin, but I think it may not be big. Finally, Zhang Jun."

Zhang Jun looked up at Qiu Suhui.

"As a forward, you shot too few in the first half and don't make much use. This is not enough. Aren't you in a very good state in the league?"

Zhang Jun immediately pulled his face and complained to Qiu Suhui: "Qiu Zhi, Puyol and the defender in Serie B are different things. Even Ronaldo doesn't have many ways to deal with him, let alone me?"

Qiu Suhui shook his head and did not accept Zhang Jun's reason: "There is no impeccable defender in this world. In offense and defense, the defensive side will always suffer. You think Puyol can't deal with it because you didn't find Puyol's weakness. In short, you should be more active in the second half. If Puyol makes you feel uncomfortable, don't bother him. Elgra and Raul Bravo are both frivolous and should have a chance. As for Puyol, I will let Krue deal with him."

Seeing that Zhang Jun didn't speak, Qiu Suhui also assigned everyone's tasks, and finally made a summary speech: "To be honest, I don't expect you to win this game. Even if you are lucky, it will be a draw at most. But I hope you can show something extraordinary in the game to fight back against the contempt and disdain of the Spanish media. To be more specific, don't make the childish mistakes in the first half on the defense line. The forwards and forwards must score goals and save themselves some face."

"You are not playing games to win, but to win the breath. I believe many players have heard the attitude of the Spanish media towards us from the Chinese media. Spanish football is well developed, so they naturally have the capital to sarcasm and disdain, but we can let them understand through our own performance: they are actually wrong! Do it well in the second half!"

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Until he came on the court, Zhang Jun was still wondering what weaknesses Puyol would have that he could use. Judging from the situation of their battles in the first half, Puyol was agile, fierce and imposing. Maybe height was his only weakness, right?

Was Yang Pan passing the ball? But Qiu Zhi didn't say that he played this tactic. He replaced Kru, obviously he was attacking more from the middle lane.

Kru was doing the final preparations before playing on the sideline. The fourth official checked Kru's shoe nails. After everything was finished, he raised the sign that signaled to substitution: No. 18 Li Jie, No. 20 Kru - Li Shang.

Yang Pan stood beside Zhang Jun. Since Li Jie was not there, he and Zhang Jun were the ones who kicked off.

"What are you thinking? The competition is about to begin." Yang Pan touched Zhang Jun, who was a little excited.

"I'm thinking... Qiu Zhi talked about Puyor's weakness..." Zhang Jun looked at Puyor who was standing more than ten meters in front of him.

"His weakness? He is not tall and has poor air defense capabilities. Puyol is actually a very passionate player, but..." Yang Pan planned to continue talking, but heard the referee's whistle and the game began!

It turned out that Kru had already played, so he couldn't waste any more time. Yang Pan knocked the ball to Zhang Jun beside him and ran to the front right.

Zhang Jun wanted to hear what Yang Pan had, but he waited for the referee's whistle, which disappointed him. It seemed that he could only discover it by himself.

The ball was passed by him to Krue's feet.

Torres, who was leading the team, rushed up and tried to intercept the ball, but Cru directly pushed the ball from behind to the left, and dodged Torres from one side of his body.

The rain has stopped, and the Bernabeu's drainage system has played a powerful role during the intermission, and the venue is much better than the "vegetable field" in the first half.

Among the young players, Zhang Jun, Yang Pan and An Ke are the backbone players of their respective clubs, often face strong teams, have rich experience in the game, and are very comfortable in the national team.

The same is true for Kru now.

Chelsea has a large number of big names, and the overall level of the Premier League is not bad. He also played as the starter when he played against Manchester United and Arsenal in the second half of the season.

So, there is nothing special about the Spanish team in his eyes now, it is all opponents anyway. This is his first game with the Chinese team, and he doesn't want to mess it up.

Kru's expedition this time made the Bernabeu amazed. They thought they had seen Qi Zu. In fact, Kru and Zidane are very different. Zidane's calmness is because his skills are in a state of transformation. Kru's calmness is just because he just came on the court and felt good when he touched the ball for the first time.

If Zidane is the master of the court, then Cruel, who is keen on using fancy techniques, is more like a performer. He just does it for the sake of performance and to please the audience.

The venue was better than in the first half, but it was still a little slippery. Torres rushed over and couldn't stop the car, allowing Cru to go through completely.

After Torres, Cru continued to dribble the ball, and when he could, he often chose to continue dribbling instead of passing the ball. Mourinho discovered this when using Crubber.

Some midfielders are good at tearing the opponent's defense with just passing, which requires a very outstanding overall view and keen insight. The young Krue obviously cannot reach it. What he is best at is using the settling to attract the opponent's defense, and then pass the ball from the crowd to the place where he should go while the opponent's defense is chaotic.

Both methods have their own advantages, and it doesn’t matter who is good or who is bad.

Cru, who avoided Torres, soon faced a clamp from Raul and Alberda. This time Cru did not dribble the ball again, perhaps because the field was still a little wet and made him take care of it. He passed the ball to Shao Jiaying on the left and bypassed the two of them and ran forward.

Raul immediately changed direction and rushed towards Shao Jiaying. Alberda stepped back a little and was responsible for protection.

Shao Jiaying directly passed Zhang Jun in front, but Puyol, who was defending Zhang Jun, snatched the ball in advance.

Kru stopped forward and shook his head. The passing intention of the No. 6 teammate was too obvious.

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Zhang Jun staggered and tripped by Puyor's heel. The ball was lost, but when he looked back at Puyor, his eyes lit up.

Apart from being shorter, what are Puyol's weaknesses?

Zhang Jun carefully recalled the situation he and Puyol had several one-on-one in the first half. Puyol was very proactive. He made quick moves and liked to go around and defend.

He really couldn't successfully break through him, but he also made three fouls on himself, one of which he got a yellow card.

Tenacity and ferocity are his advantages, but does this also mean that his defense is also frigid? As long as he is smarter, he can tempt him to make moves first and then take the opportunity to break through. Or simply wait for him to make a mistake when he is heading forward to defend.

Puyol is a very passionate player, and another meaning of this is that Puyol is not calm enough.

If you are not calm enough as a central defender, it will make a big mistake.

This should be what Qiu Zhi mentioned about Puyor's weakness. Zhang Jun thought to himself that it would be easier to know the weakness and there would always be a way to exploit it.

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Yang Pan successfully cut off Raul Bravo's ball in the frontcourt. Spain was preparing to attack with all its might. Yang Pan caught their defense off guard.

But Yang Pan did not pass the ball to anyone. He looked up and saw goalkeeper Casillas standing very well, so he directly hanged the ball towards the goal with his big feet!

This was even more beyond Casillas' expectations - he thought Yang Pan would pass it to Zhang Jun who was in front of him - he hurriedly retreated, but forgot that the venue in front of the door was the worst in the whole game, but the result was that his feet slipped and he fell to the ground!

Casillas actually fell while returning to defense! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The football kept spinning in the air. Due to the ring-shaped patterns on the ball, the football's flight seemed to be shaking continuously, just like a cruise missile was constantly correcting its course.

The noise at the Bernabeu Stadium was getting louder and louder. Of course, they were not cheering for the ball, but were constantly booing and shouting: "Can't get in!"

Casillas, who was lying on the ground, still tracking the football with his eyes as inertia. He saw the yellow NIKE90 football fly through the sky above him like a meteor, and then fell down!

Behind you is the goal, the goal without anyone to take control!

Zhang Jun has reached the top of the free throw arc, and he still has no idea of ​​brake. If the ball ends up hitting the crossbar or post, he will make up the ball as soon as possible. Even if the ball enters, he will kick it hard again as an vent.

Hu Li on the sidelines couldn't help but stand up. If the ball entered, how beautiful it would be! A super long shot of 45 meters!

The football fell, fell, fell... Finally, it flew over the crossbar at a low altitude, hit the ball and jumped on the top of the ball net, and then landed behind the billboard!

The ball didn't go in!

The noise of the Bernabeu turned into cheers in an instant, and there was a heavy sigh on the bench of the Chinese team.

Zhang Jun saw the ball fly out of the world, so there was no need to continue rushing forward. He waved his hand regretfully, but saw that Yang Pan had no intention of regret at all, as if the ball was not in.

Hu Li seemed a little excited. He turned around and kicked, very regretful: "A little lower, a little lower will score!"

Qiu Suhui smiled instead, looking very relaxed: "Not entering, it made the Spaniard sweat in a cold sweat, and the purpose was achieved."

Hu Li was surprised by Qiu Suhui's attitude: "Huh? Didn't you say you want to score a goal and save your face?"

"Of course I can enter, but I won't force this game to death. After all, most of the players on the field only train together for one day." Qiu Suhui shrugged.

"Looking at the passionate moment you said during the break, I really thought you wouldn't give up until you scored a goal." Hu Li sat back on the coach's seat. The leather chair at the Bernabeu was much better than the plastic seats at the Workers' Stadium.

"There's no way, Lao Hu. This is the gap. We are too much different from Europe!" Qiu Suhui murmured as he looked on the court. Shao Jiaying's transfer was destroyed by Alberta again. Shao Jiaying was obviously not Salgado's opponent on the left. Has he played in the Bundesliga for a long time, and has he worn away the aura of the best Chinese player in the Asian Cup?

"Go and call Zhao Pengyu back and let him prepare to play." He said to Hu Li.

Five minutes later, the young Zhao Pengyu took the field to replace Shao Jiaying and played the left forward whom he was best at. This was his personal national team debut. Although he was selected for the national team as early as the World Cup qualifiers, he did not get the chance to play until today.

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"Li Yongle, Kru-Li, Zhao Pengyu. Three players in one game are the first time to represent the national team. There are three new players in the same game, and the proportion is not low. The Sima Zhao heart of Qiu Suhui's training is known to everyone..." After Li Yanshun wrote this idiom, he suddenly realized that it was inappropriate to use such an obviously derogatory idiom in the press release. He smiled bitterly, but still deleted it. He kept reminding himself in his heart: no matter how annoying Qiu Suhui, it is better to have less personal feelings when it is working hours.

The Spanish reporters next to them were still marveling at Yang Pan's super long shot just now. Li Yan's simple Spanish proficiency could only understand one word: increible (incredible).

It should really be expressed surprise and admiration.

Li Yan was very satisfied with the reaction of the reporters. He smiled in his heart: "Little guy! Did you see it? Looking down on your opponent will only make you suffer! Although this ball was not scored, the next ball was not far from entering!"

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It's been twelve minutes in the second half.
To be continued...