After watching Draxler score the goal, Schalke 04 players celebrated wildly, and Dortmund's players were not feeling well.

Ricken, who was originally watching the game in the stands, simply walked out of the stands, walked around to the coach's seat, and stood beside Ecker.

Ecker was frowning.

Conceding the ball is on the one hand, and on the other hand, he is worried about Zhou Yi.

Obviously, when Schalke 04 adjusted in the second half, Zhou Yi was restricted.

With Peter Lack's unceremonious and even somewhat rude defense, Zhou Yi had almost no decent organization in the second half.

During this period, Dortmund was completely suppressed by Schalke 04.

In terms of overall strength, Schalke 04's youth team is still better than Dortmund's youth team, regardless of whether Dortmund admits it or not.

"Zhou Yi's physical fitness..." Ricken also saw the crux of the problem.

"Actually, it's already very good. While doing physical training, he is also doing strength training. But he has a weak foundation and can't do anything about it. If our goal is to train him into a tank, it's completely impossible..." Ecker shook his head and said.

"Of course, no one would think that Zhou Yi can become a player who can't fall on the court, but at least he must have basic physical confrontation ability. He must be able to withstand people and protect the ball, right?" Ricken was still dissatisfied with Zhou Yi's thin body.

"Take it slowly, take it slowly." Ecker was not very anxious about Zhou Yi's health, because he knew it was useless to be anxious. Physical fitness cannot be improved overnight. What is needed is a long-term process. Just like Zhou Yi's physical fitness problem, I remember when he first came to the Dortmund youth team, it was difficult to persist in the half-time game. After more than two months of hard training, Zhou Yi has met his basic physical fitness needs.

The same is true for strength.

"Then our game..." Ricken was also helpless.

"Let's take a look." Ecker said.

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After the game started again, Schalke 04 tasted the sweetness from his defense against Zhou Yi, so they continued to stick to this style of playing.

Peter Lack still followed Zhou Yi without any hesitation, so he did not give Zhou Yi room to get the ball easily.

After successfully curbing Zhou Yi, his mouth couldn't rest anymore.

After each successful defense of Zhou Yi, he would mock Zhou Yi and get back the speechless account that was ridiculed by Zhou Yi before.

"How is it, boy? Let me pass it directly again?"

"Don't you still pass it directly? Let me see it!"

"You are so thin and football is not suitable for you. You should play table tennis!"

...

So Zhou Yi felt that there seemed to be a thousand flies around him, flying around him. No matter where he went, these thousand flies followed him without leaving.

However, Zhou Yi did not argue with him. His current attention is on how to break the deadlock and he does not have much time to argue with others. Although he has to talk about his verbal skills, he will never lose to Peter Lack.

Now the opponent is defending himself, and even the gods don’t let him turn. How should he organize the attack?

Pass the ball behind you?

This is the only way of thinking. To organize the offense, the football must be passed to the goal. In this situation, he can only pass the ball behind him.

But even if you are facing the goal, it is not easy to pass the football accurately, let alone have your back to the goal.

He couldn't see what was behind him...

Who said he couldn't see the situation behind him?

When Zhou Yi turned his head, he took a picture of the situation behind him like a high-speed camera, and then turned his head to the other side. He also kept his mind on the situation on the other side behind him.

Okay, Zhou Yi can now see all the situation behind him, but seeing it does not mean that he can pass the football over.

This is also a big problem.

There are many restrictions on passing on the heel, and it is impossible to achieve the accuracy and strength of normal passing.

After Zhou Yi planned to try the heel pass, he received several passes, but it was impossible to complete the heel pass at all. He could only pass the football back again, and the best result was just a cross pass...

Behind him, Peter Lack's ridicule continued, but Zhou Yi was tired of listening because this kid had just said a few words and had no innovative spirit. After listening for a long time, his brain would automatically block it and become a meaningless background sound.

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Ten minutes have passed after Dortmund conceded the ball.

In these ten minutes, Schalke 04 took the initiative, and their offense was even more threatening. Draxler performed outstandingly, threatening Dortmund's goal again and again on the wing and middle.

Dortmund's few attacks on the side were unable to threaten Schalke 04's goal because Zhou Yi was stared to death.

Under Schalke 04's offensive, Dortmund's goal is in danger, and they are likely to concede one more goal or more.

"I think Dortmund will lose." Cortana, who was sitting in the stands, spread her hands and said.

Her words immediately attracted her mother's glare: "What nonsense!"

"As long as you are not a fool, you can tell, mom?" Cortana shook her head. "How long has it been since Mark's decent shot? That Zhou Yi has no way to pass the ball to his younger brother's feet."

Mrs. Wagner sighed when she heard Cortana say this. In fact, she knew in her heart that her daughter was right and that Dortmund's situation was very dangerous.

But as a Dortmund fan, how can you easily admit that the team will lose to your mortal enemy?

"Even if those players have muscles in their minds, they still have muscles. What about Chinese boys? They don't even have muscles, how can they compete with that muscular man?" The "muscular man" that Cortana mentioned is Peter Lack, who is inseparable from Zhou Yi. He is almost 1.9 meters tall, and his muscles on his body look very strong. In front of him, Zhou Yi is as thin as a child... No, Zhou Yi is originally a child, and maybe it should be said that Peter Lack is as strong as a child.

But no matter what, in Cortana's opinion, Peter Lark is the wall that Zhou Yi can't cross. With so much physical difference, how can a Chinese boy win?

When she was bored, she also simulated the confrontation between Zhou Yi and Peter Lack, but no matter what the situation was, Zhou Yi had no chance of winning.

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Zhou Yi felt that the physical strength in his body was losing, and the recovery time was getting longer and longer, and the amount of recovery was getting smaller and smaller.

At this time, the game was less than seventy minutes long.

In order to get rid of this Peterlake in this game, Zhou Yi spent more energy than usual, and he felt more tired than usual warm-up matches.

I may not be able to hold on until the end of ninety minutes, so I have to do something to change the situation of the game before being substituted.

He could see the space behind him, and Mark could run there, but football could not go there, what's the use?

How can I send the football over?

Zhou Yi received a pass from his teammate again, but the ball passed by his teammate this time was a bit too powerful. It didn't look like a pass at all, but more like... a shot!

Zhou Yi stopped when he raised his foot because there was someone behind him, lacking enough room for retreat and buffering. After the football hit the inside of his foot, it bounced out directly!

The ball is lost!

At the same time, Zhou Yi clearly heard a disdainful sneer coming from behind his head. It must have been a thousand flies that were sent out...

But he didn't care about this because he suddenly thought of something. It seemed as if a light in his mind was lit by this ball!

Schalke 04 took the opportunity to make a quick counterattack, but fortunately, Draxler's shot was above the crossbar and did not form a shot!

But it also scared all Dortmund supporters into a cold sweat.

Although the ball was thrown away at Zhou Yi's feet, Mach Hensel, the teammate who passed the ball just now, did not shirk his responsibility. He signaled to Zhou Yi that he had not passed it well just now and used too much force.

But Zhou Yi's reaction surprised him.

Zhou Yi ran over and said to him: "It's okay, Mah, if there is a similar opportunity next time, you will still pass on this!"

"I'm passing too much, Zhou Yi. I passed the ball too hard just now..." Hensel quickly explained.

"I know, I know. But all I want is your passing too hard!"

"This..." Hensel was a little confused.

Zhou Yi didn't have time to explain so much to Hensel what he planned to do, because the game was still in progress. He came to Hensel to find Hensel while Draxler shot above the crossbar. When he was talking for a long time, he patted Hensel on the shoulder: "Anyway, believe me, Mach, and you will still pass the ball like this when you passed the ball to me just now, but the premise is that the situation must be the same as when you passed the ball to me just now!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away. As for whether Hensel could truly understand his meaning, he was not sure. But this is the case with football. There are always unexpected situations, and it is impossible to really grasp everything.

And how to deal with these accidents is the interesting side of football games.

Hensel looked at Zhou Yi's back as he ran away, and was still chewing on the last sentence he said.

The situation should be the same as when I passed the ball to him just now?

What was the situation just now?

Hensel recalled it carefully in his mind, fortunately this was what just happened, otherwise he might not have remembered it clearly.

But now, he still remembers every detail when he passed the ball to Zhou Yi.

At that time, Zhou Yi was on the opponent's 30-meter area line, facing his back to the attack direction, and behind him was Peter Lack of Schalke 04, who was keeping close to the defense.

And further down the back line of Schalke 04, but there is no Dortmund player in the middle, because Mark, who played the forward in this game, doesn't like to be fixed at a certain position in the penalty area, but keeps running and runs more erratic.

When he pulled to the side road, the middle road naturally became empty.

This is basically the case.

Although he recalled the specific situation, Hensel still didn't know why Zhou Yi asked him to do so.
Chapter completed!