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Chapter 89 You are all Fiat!

Even though the words are very harsh, Zheng Zhi has been favored by players of one of the greatest midfielders in the world. Regardless of whether Shuster's football career has achieved the expected success, no one denies his football talent and talent. If he can make Zheng Zhi go further and benefit a lot, then Zheng Zhi is lucky.

"Hey, boy, why are you always staring at Bainde? Is his guy big?"

Shuster yelled loudly on the sidelines and gestured with his hands exaggeratedly.

"If he doesn't come up, you just do it yourself!"

"Bainde, I was fooled by the foal last night? Why didn't he insert it in time?"

Zheng Zhi and Schneider were trained by him at the same time.

"Alexander, there are no island nation films on the turf, don't keep your head down."

Even Shure was not spared.

“up,”

“up,”

“Up!”

"Zheng, pass the ball quickly!"

"You're just going to make a Ferrari, and everyone else is Fiat."

"Ah! Zheng, your footwork can only play golf, and that hole can allow you to deviate from ten meters!"

"Bainde, even the turtle can catch up with you!"

“…”

"Ah, damn it, all you guys are Fiat!"

Shuster was very dissatisfied and stared at the training ground with a anxious look, hoping to change his shoes and play. He was used to Barcelona and Real Madrid, and none of them were pleasing to these guys with rough feet.

The flavor of the training ground has changed, no longer the lifeless appearance before. Shuster injected a strange atmosphere into the team. Most players are not adaptable. No matter how big a player Shuster is, he may not be able to convince the public in the coach position.

And his words hurt so much!

After the training, many players left immediately, without even saying hello, and whispered to each other, probably all cursing Shuster. Even Schneider was quite depressed. Unexpectedly, his idol was so vulgar. After lowering his head and packing his luggage, he just greeted Zheng Zhi and left with Yang Chen and Fjoloft.

Everyone is not happy.

Shuster sneered coldly not far away, as if very satisfied with what he was doing today.

Not happy? You are a scumbag. He can't imagine that the strength of these players in front of him can actually play in the Bundesliga.

"Hey, that guy didn't even leave."

He saw that Zheng Zhi was still staying in the training ground to practice more, so he walked over.

"Hey, little guy,"

"Why didn't you leave?"

"I want to practice again." Zheng Zhi saw Shuster coming and stopped training.

Shuster tightened his lips and asked with his head tilted:

"I heard you are the best player in China?"

Zheng Zhi was stunned, "I'm not."

"Oh, then China still has its own savings."

Zheng Zhi: “…”

"Stop practicing. If you practice like this, you will never improve in your life."

“…”

No word can be heard! But Zheng Zhi was not angry. He knew that Shuster was a big shot. Although he said it badly, every word was very real. Just like the metaphor of Ferrari and Fiat that he said on the sidelines just now, it was reasonable.

"If you don't practice, it will be even worse. There is only this path." Zheng Zhi shrugged calmly.

"Why don't you be angry when I say that?" Shuster laughed instead and smiled, looking at Zheng Zhi curiously. He had never seen a guy who was not mad by him. Even Maradona was often angry with him before and wanted to fight. The young man in front of him could still talk and laugh with him?

"No, what you said." Zheng Zhi grabbed the back of his head, "I really lack too much, I want to become stronger."

Shuster was silent for a while, and then spoke again.

"Okay, let's say that."

"Do you only pass the ball with your inner instep during the game? What about the instep directly, the outer instep? Even your head?"

"The pass is too single and not timely."

"This is not fatal, the most fatal thing is that your dribbling speed is too slow! It's also not timely."

"I'm not those old guys, so I see that the problem is different from them. Let me give you an example. When you get the ball, you can always observe the position of your teammates at the first time, but why don't you observe the position of your teammates before you get the ball?"

“That’s why you haven’t been able to get better.”

Shuster's thinking jumped quite quickly, and suddenly he talked about Zheng Zhi's skills.

Shuster's words were opened, and if it were someone else, he might not have opened his mouth.

Zheng Zhi suddenly felt that he really wanted to learn from Li Yin. Li Yin always liked to take notes after the game. Should he learn more now?

He was stunned, and his mind was echoing what Shuster said, especially the second to last sentence.

...

When he woke up, Shuster was gone and had already walked to the old guys he was talking about.

In the stands, Lübeck, who had visited Zheng Zhi in Vietnam before, was here, and Frankfurt scout Oak was with him.

"That guy is here."

"Ock, you Frankfurt have something to bear. How dare you ask Schuster to be your coach? Can Eman Trout bear it?"

"I think even if he is a coach, it will cause trouble to the club."

"Ah, he wouldn't have caused Schneider to be bad!"

This time, Lübeck fell in love with Schneider of Frankfurt. He appeared here just to investigate Schneider. Of course, he also looked at Zheng Zhi by the way. As early as Vietnam, he had already looked at Zheng Zhi differently, but he had a private agreement with Oak, so he did not participate in the transfer.

"Bastard, don't play Schneider. He and Zheng are the best combination. We can't lose these two players."

"Oak, you're thinking too much. We won't have any ideas this season, but at the end of the season, we have to ask the players for their opinions."

“…”

"Don't do it too much, don't think that anyone will go to Leverkusen! If you have the ability, go dig the players of Bayern Munich!"

“…”

Oak kept chattering, it felt so uncomfortable to be poached by a strong team. Frankfurt has no money, the club is not brilliant enough, and it is naturally not attractive to players. It is normal for players to want to go to a better club.

He gritted his teeth and continued to curse.

"One day, you Leverkusen will be poached by Bayern, and your good players will be stared at by Bayern scouts!"

Lubeck was speechless...

"I really hope to beat you on the weekend."

"Defeat us on the weekend?" Lübeck finally got to his face. "Just your lineup? We are not like Hertha Berlin, don't dream."

"Have you ever won two consecutive games this season? We have won five consecutive games now!"

Oak smiled coldly: "Wait."

"You wait too!"
Chapter completed!
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