"Zheng,"

"You've finally gotten your brain out!"

Shuster shouted on the sidelines, cheering for Zheng Zhi's magical stroke. After calming down, he added.

"You're not a piece of wood at all."

Schneider, Shure, Kuchelle, Binderward and others stood in the same place and looked at each other, helplessly spreading their hands, as if telling everyone that I had tried my best, but I didn't expect...

In fact, the defense just now was not difficult at all, but everyone's reaction was surprisingly consistent. They all thought that Zheng Zhi would pass the ball to Yang Chen. They made wrong judgments twice in a row. The first time was when Shure and Schneider intercepted Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi broke through with fried croquettes. The second time was when Zheng Zhi dribbled the ball to face the back line. Zheng Zhi's pass once again made them wrong judgment.

During the entire process of losing the ball, they fell into Zheng Zhi's calculations.

It can be said that Zheng Zhi almost defeated them alone...

"Maybe you're right,"

"We're going to have a good talk with Frankfurt," murmured Lubeck.

"Maybe he may not only receive only Germany's attention." Schaff blinked, "Good players will always receive the attention of the whole of Europe. Europe is no longer the closed Europe."

...

"Zheng Zhi is so awesome. This forward insertion immediately created murderous intent. He had never come up before and focused on defense. When this suddenly came, Schneider and the others were confused." Zhang Li was delighted in the stands.

"They just can't do it without Zheng Zhi. Without the midfield engine, they feel like a person's heart and brain have been pulled away. It's no longer possible."

"It turns out to be just a three-game losing streak."

Yan Qiang smiled: "It's not all, you're still too few things. What does it mean when you see 0:0? It means that Li Weifeng and Li Yin's performance is also good. They didn't let their opponents score goals and did such a good defense. In other words, this team can be without any one, and it cannot be without Zheng Zhi. As long as you put players of similar levels around Zheng Zhi, the effect is actually similar. If it's better, you can still win!"

"But to be honest, I rarely see Zheng Zhi taking the ball and breaking through with the ball. I haven't seen him before, a player who is keen on breaking through with the ball. He is more willing to assist his teammates. From this game, we can also see that his dribbling skills are also very strong. He has shown a more comprehensive side."

"If the first team really loses the game, that's fun. Look how happy Shuster is laughing now? It seems that this is what he wants to see..."

"Why is he happy? Shouldn't he be sad?" Zhang Li expressed confusion.

"Because it can stimulate the team members."

...

The guy who scored the goal was so happy. He scored the first team goal. This was undoubtedly a goal worthy of pride and might help him to be promoted to the first team.

But Zheng Zhi would not be excited at all, and he returned to the backcourt as soon as possible.

"Big Head, you have to keep an eye on him, don't let him score a goal! The goal will fail."

"Milo, you have to think of a way. There is not much time left for you. Frankfurt will not ask for a striker who does not score goals."

He was stimulating and motivating on both sides.

Li Weifeng and Kloze both heard it, and then looked at each other, enemies, they had to continue to decide the winner on the court, and no one would let anyone go.

Klose began to change his tactics, not limited to small-scale running positions. His partner Fjotoft was a little lazy, almost limited to his own area. In fact, Klose prefers to frequently cross positions with him, but there is no such opportunity.

He was eager to score a goal and ran to Fjottoft frequently in the next time, trying to get rid of Li Weifeng's entanglement. Fjottoft was of course dissatisfied, which disrupted his position.

Does this kid really treat himself as a Frankfurt player? Can he play football? Fjottoft, who is used to being a big shot, becomes more emotional and works harder in the final stage. Although Shuster said he would clean up the players during the winter break, and even threatened him, he really doesn't believe that Shuster dares to do this. Judging from his experienced football experience, a team cannot dare to clean up the team during the winter break, and an experienced veteran like him cannot be threatened.

Even if there is, it is not his turn.

Besides, if you are too impatient, they have a chance to deal with Shuster. Isn't it? I think it's just a trick Shuster used to hit his teammates. Let the running guy in front of him replace him? Impossible...

In the end, although Klose changed his playing style, it also disrupted the team's formation. The effect did not come out, but instead made the first team lose a game.

0:1, they really lost.

Klose stood on the turf in a daze, without a single goal, and he didn't even touch the ball a few times. He really doubted whether he could really play in the professional league. In amateur games, his teammates often sent the ball to his feet, but how many times did he touch the ball in this game today?

The balls were smashed into Fjottoft's head, and his teammates almost didn't pass the ball to him.

well……

How difficult is it to play a profession?

Klose did get some hit.

“Milo,”

"You played pretty well, but it was a little messy in the next ten minutes. You were anxious."

"It's normal to come to a new team and you can't form a combat power with your teammates. If you were on our side today, the situation might be different."

Zheng Zhi immediately gave him comfort.

"This doesn't mean that your level is not good, do you understand?"

"You didn't understand what Bornder thought today. He was not examining you today, but examining them and me, as well as the entire first team, you were just a piece of his."

"Ah?" Klose touched the back of his head, not quite understanding what Zheng Zhi said.

"Anyway, it's not a threat to you, just keep trying. I think the result is pretty good."

Zheng Zhi patted his shoulder, thinking that he didn't know what Shuster would say to the team tomorrow?

In a training game, more things were exposed again. I always feel that my teammates' mentality has changed a little after they scored. This is a team that has to be beaten at any time. It feels like they can't hold up the wall. Maybe they really have to be relegated.

It's like a frog staying in place, and you poke a stick and it jumps. If you don't poke, it will continue to stay there, just so insensitive...

I'm actually a little tired of it. Relegation is still Frankfurt's goal. Once I get enough points, I'll be carefree and have no desires...
Chapter completed!