The next day, as usual, Zhang Xu arrived at the club's training ground early and started warm-up activities before training. №

There is a team group match today. Zhang Xu knew that this was his last chance. If he performed a little better in this match, maybe he could still have a chance to stay, otherwise he would have to go to other countries to find opportunities.

Soon, the time for the group match was up.

Zhang Xu knew that his strength was that his body was strong enough and he had a certain physical advantage with the team members in confrontation. As long as he could reasonably exert his physical advantage and block the opponent's attack stone, he would achieve the expected goal.

Therefore, after obtaining Philip's consent, he deliberately stood in the position of the back midfielder.

"Beep!" The whistle sounded, and the confrontation officially began.

Zhang Xu and the substitute team are in the same group, mainly defense. Offense? Forget it, if you can really score a half, it can be considered a victory in this group match.

But, in fact...

"zhang, stop him, stop that damn guy!"

"Damn, zhang, why didn't you watch this cunning guy Jill? Damn, how damn!"

"Oh, my god, zhang, haven't you seen Dris run to that damn open space? That's the area you defend, alas, forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

......

In Zhang Xu's exhausted defense, the first half of the group match ended quickly, and the score was the main team 3: o temporarily led the substitute team.

During the intermission, Zhang Xu, who was sweating all over, lowered his head in frustration, slowly walked to the sidelines, sitting on the ground, feeling disappointed and annoyed with himself.

The three goals of the main team today have a lot to do with him.

3:o This score is not terrible. What is terrible is that he cannot play the barrier role of the midfielder at all. In the first half, he was like a headless fly, running around, stealing and intercepting, but he could not see any effect. Instead, it disrupted his defensive formation, and the result was naturally obvious.

The score of 3:o is the result of the players showing mercy when they see that they have a good relationship with Zhang Xu.

"Hi, zhang," the first team captain Dris sat down next to Zhang Xu, and greeted with a smile: "Your performance today has improved a lot than yesterday. Don't be discouraged. Come on, I believe you will be able to succeed!"

"Well," Zhang Xu forced a smile at Dris: "I can, captain!"

“hI, zhang, come on!”

“goodboy!Zhang!”

"You can do it! Zhang!"

“zhang, I think you should do this…

"If it really doesn't work, I suggest you just block the opponent's shooting route. Anyway, you are strong enough. №                                               

......

The team members all surrounded and cheered Zhang Xu or gave some suggestions that would be helpful to Zhang Xu.

Zhang Xu's eyes were a little wet. Although these teammates had only met for a few days, everyone showed his most sincere concern to him, which made him feel both warm and ashamed.

"Come on! Come on! Come on! You must do it yourself!" Zhang Xu silently cheered himself up, his eyes firm and persistent.

"zhang, come here." Philip called Zhang Xu in front of him, picked up the tactical board, sighed lightly, and said, "In the first half, you had nine problems. First, I feel that you don't know enough about the back midfielder. What is the back midfielder? The back midfielder is a defensive forward standing in front of the central defender, with a general position in the center, and running flexibly in time and in accordance with tactical requirements."

"There are four major tasks for the back midfielder: defense, man-marking, mobile defense, and offensive organization. Today we play the double back midfielder tactics, mobile defense and offensive organization tasks are performed by Sander. You only need to perform defense and man-marking."

"But, obviously, you didn't execute well." Philip briefly drew the formation diagram of both sides of the game on the tactical board and pointed at Zhang Xu's position: "Let's analyze your 9 questions in detail. First, your position... Second, your position..."

Seeing Philip teaching so hard, the first team head coach Mazu smiled and said to another assistant coach of the team, Girigri,: "I have never seen Philip know so seriously about a young player. This Chinese boy is really lucky!"

"Yes," Girigri smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that this Chinese boy is a stubborn stone. I heard that he is a top student at the Sixth University of Paris. Why is his football IQ such a... Haha, it's puzzling!"

"Oh, this is called talent!" Mazu sighed, remembering that when he was a player, he was not talented enough, so he had limited achievements and had to change careers and become a football coach.

"Beep!" The short fifteen minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and the second half of the game began.

Zhang Xu knew the patient teaching of his teammates and Philip, and he had already understood how to play the midfielder as a top student.

Unfortunately, I understood it in my heart, but as soon as I got on the court, he felt like he was blind. Perhaps this was really a matter of football talent.

No matter what, fight!

Zhang Xu looked at the main team members opposite and made up his mind.

So in the next game, Zhang Xu became a desperate Saburo. As long as the football reached the area where he defended, he rushed over like a hungry wolf. No matter what method he used, he would make it difficult for the opponent to pass the ball and shoot the ball comfortably.

It has to be said that at the beginning, Zhang Xu's desperate battle did play a certain role. At the beginning of the second half, the main team was frequently blocked due to Zhang Xu's steals.

However, the good times did not last long. Soon, the captain of the main team, Dris, adjusted the tactics, accelerated the rhythm of passing and receiving the ball, reduced the time to dribble, and became much more active in running. In this way, Zhang Xu's desperate battle lost his due role, and the situation was once again controlled by the main team. If it weren't for bad luck, the score would have been 4:o or even 5:o.

Henry is the striker of the main team. In the first half, he passed and shot, showing a good competitive state.

At this time, after receiving Jill's pass, he was about to turn around and drive the ball into the opposite penalty area. Sand posted it at the right time.

Since he failed to turn around, Henry didn't care. He pushed the arch and passed the ball to Dris on the right, then turned around and walked around Sand and ran to the next open position.

As soon as he arrived, Driss passed the ball comfortably to him. He stopped easily with his right foot. There was no one around to guard him, and he was already standing on the edge of the penalty area.

Shooting! As a forward, it is impossible to miss such a good opportunity. Henry raised his right leg and shot hard.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

After two loud bangs, the court suddenly became quiet.

Let's play back and forth: When Henry raised his foot and shot, Zhang Xu was on the right front less than three meters away from Henry. If nothing unexpected happens, Henry's shot will pass by about one meter beside him and head straight for the goal.

At this time, Zhang Xu had no time to use his legs to block Henry's shot. Generally speaking, in the face of such powerful shots, players have a sense of self-protection. Turning their heads and turning around to protect their crotch is a common move.

But what no one expected was that Zhang Xu, who could not stop Henry's shot, made up his mind and suddenly placed his body on the route of Henry's shot!

So, the first "bang" was the sound of Henry's shooting, and the second was the sound of the football hitting Zhang Xu's head!

Such a strong shot at such a close range, and Henry is strong and full of strength, even a cow will probably have to be hit by a football concussion!

Zhang Xu was hit on the front of his head. When the football hit him, severe pain came, and he immediately became dizzy and completely fainted.

Before he fainted, his only thought was: I blocked Henry's shot! I blocked it!

After a brief quiet, everyone ran nervously towards the place where Zhang Xu fell to the ground.

"Oh, my God!"

"Hell, how could this happen?"

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"Damn it! Team Doctor! Mr. Luo Rente!" Philip threw away the tactical board, shouted loudly at the team Doctor, and hurried to Zhang Xu's side to observe Zhang Xu's situation.

Team doctor Luo Rente carried Zhang Xu to the sidelines and checked carefully. Zhang Xu's breathing and heartbeat was relatively stable, and there was no abnormality in his pupils. He turned around and spread his hands to Mazu and anxious Philip, who were walking over: "I can't see any bad situation for the time being, so I can only wait until he wakes up before talking, or go to the hospital for examination."

Philip breathed a sigh of relief. It was the best news for the time being that nothing was wrong. He squatted down and patted Zhang Xu's face, "Hey, zhang, wake up, wake up!"

After a while, Zhang Xu woke up and immediately saw a bunch of people around him, asking:

"Ah, I'm awake!"

"zhang, you finally woke up!"

"I am so surprised!"

"zhang, I thought I became a murderer! Fortunately, you woke up!"

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"That ball... is blocked?" Zhang Xu's head was a little dizzy. He looked at Henry foolishly and asked a question that no one expected.

"Uh, blocked! Really, you really blocked! Damn, why did you use your head to block that damn ball? It's too dangerous, do you know? You can't do such a dangerous thing next time..." Henry was stunned for a moment, and immediately started to persuade him.

"Yes, yes!" The team members around also agreed.

"Okay," Seeing that Zhang Xu was not seriously injured, Philip finally felt relieved: "You guys continue the game!"

Then he turned his head to the team doctor Luo Rente and said, "In order to ensure that zhang is safe and sound, please go to the nearby Wolouwo Royal Hospital for a thorough examination!"

"No, Mr. Philip," Zhang Xu, who heard that he was going to the hospital for examination and was waiting to continue playing in the second half, was immediately anxious: "I have no physical problems. I can do it, let me continue playing in this game!"

"Okay, stop talking, I have the final say here, you," Philip said sternly to Zhang Xu: "Follow Mr. Luo Rente to the hospital for examination immediately, right away! Do you understand? Otherwise, you immediately take your luggage and go back to your Sixth University of Paris!"

Hearing Philip's words, Zhang Xu immediately became depressed and followed Luo Rente listlessly toward the training ground.

"Mazu, look at the problem of zhang..." After Zhang Xu left the training ground, Philip immediately found the first team head coach Mazu, sorted out his thoughts and spoke.

Before he could start to say anything, Mazu interrupted him: "I know, Philip, zhang's shortcomings are outstanding and it does not meet the requirements of our team. However, his advantages are also outstanding. From the ball just now, we can see that he is the kind of player who is desperate for the team's victory. Such a player and such spirit are exactly what our team needs. Look, can we give him a chance to stay?"

"You mean, keep him?" Philip asked in disbelief.

"Yes! Stay here! Since his skill and tactical level still does not meet the standards of professional players, I will hand him over to you! Philip, you must train him well, maybe he will be the greatest wealth of our team in the future!" After saying that, Mazu patted Philip on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the side of the court, and continued to watch the game in the second half.

Philip stood there and murmured: "I originally planned to suggest you to keep him!"

At this time, Zhang Xu, who went to the hospital for examination, did not expect that his fate would finally change completely. He sat in the medical rescue vehicle a little stunned, his eyes were dull.

This is because when I boarded the medical rescue vehicle, a mechanized and cold voice suddenly echoed in my mind:
Chapter completed!