Yucheng Yuchai Club Player Dormitory is watching the live broadcast of the Asian Youth Championship.

"Wei Zhen, after so many years, I feel that the boy named Dong has not changed much!"

The person who spoke was Xu Te, the main midfielder of Yuchai team.

"No, Art, don't underestimate Dong Wusheng. Although he is still so 'one move, you can eat everything', but look at the bounce power he showed on Song Min's head just now and the huge deterrent power in the frontcourt, he is no longer the young boy back then!"

Li Weizhen watched the scene just now very carefully.

Looking at Li Weizhen in contemplation, another teammate Xie Zhan joked: "A Zhen, if you can also be selected for the National Youth Team, then the Hong Kong team won't have to play today, Humph! I believe many of them recognize you, especially their captain, that long hair, haha!"

All three of them are from Lucheng, and they were the main players of Lucheng and Yucheng team in 1999, and entered the Guangxi Youth Team with their excellent performance;

A classic comeback battle with the Hong Kong team that year became the biggest capital for their proud memories. Li Weizhen, who won four yuan alone in the game, became famous for a while.

Li Weizhen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "A Zhan, do you think the National Youth Team is so easy to enter? Today is different from the past. Not everyone can have a good life like A Tian; let alone, there are also masters inside. Look, our team's super new star Long Tian is just sitting on the bench inside!"

Xie Zhan was exhausted and stuck out his tongue. Xu Te took over the sentence: "Wei Zhen, I think A Tian is very likely to play in this game! The National Youth Team's attack in the frontcourt was too restricted. What they need is A Tian's super assist ability to activate the whole game. If he doesn't let him play in the second half, Lu Juren is really a waste of resources. He doesn't need to keep a speed king!"

The Chinese team's bench happened to be swept across the screen. Long Tian in the camera stretched his neck and looked into the field with his eyes;

Li Weizhen looked at him and silently said in his heart: "A Tian, ​​we must bring glory to our Lucheng!"

It is obvious that Hu Chaowei has conducted in-depth research on the Chinese team's tactics. Based on the existing information, he has clearly seen Lu Juren's guiding ideology. The choice of the 5-4-1 formation can be said to be the fatal point of the Chinese team's formation!

Tan Ming steadily commanded the entire defense line, five defenders attacked the Chinese team's two thin strikers, and Chen Hao and four other midfielders defeated the Chinese team's midfield and frontcourt;

When Cao, Tang and Li were stared at by the Hong Kong midfielder respectively, Chen Hao could also retreat to the backcourt and attack Zhang Chang with Tan Ming, who was pressing on the back, and even organize an attack forward and forward.

The tradition of the Chinese team has always been mainly based on defensive play. This Lu family army has penetrated defensive football into all aspects of the team. The backcourt players are all scavengers who follow the rules and will not easily discard their positions. When they control their attack rhythm, the monotonous offensive threat of the Chinese team will be even more powerless!

Dong Wusheng, who stayed on standby in the frontcourt, was like an irregular time bomb. Hu Chaowei wanted to use his erratic running position and excellent bounce power to tightly press the Chinese team's defense line to the backcourt for friction, and prevent them from supporting the frontcourt;

Since seeing his terrifying hook, several Chinese defenders have a sense of tension towards him as if they are facing a great enemy and are always alert to the direction of this air bully.

In this way, the originally strict on-field formation of the Chinese team was divided into two parts, just like a fishing net split into two halves, and the net-style play was gone in an instant!

Hu Chaowei happily crossed his hands and felt that he was one step closer to the grand blueprint in his heart. His hard work of lying on firewood and tasting gall over the years was finally rewarded. A sly smile secretly poked his head from the corner of his mouth.

Tang Long missed the No. 31 player of the Hong Kong team and passed the ball to Zhang Chang in front;

Before the ball was stopped, Chen Hao was already coming to be close. Zhang Chang quickly pulled the ball behind him, knocked his right heel to the front left, and accelerated violently, and drove the ball and broke through the opponent;

Chen Hao did not give up his close attention to Zhang Chang easily. As soon as he turned around, he put on the main midfielder of the Chinese team again;

Tan Ming behind him saw Zhang Chang's breakthrough direction clearly and flew towards the ball under his feet with a vicious shovel!

In desperation, Zhang Chang had to pick the ball to Ma Kang on the right while jumping to avoid the opponent's tackle;

The ball was not very high, probably level with Ma Kang's nose. Ma Kang was about to lower his head to deal with the ball. The No. 16 player who was close to defending Ma Kang's body suddenly rushed up, pushed the ball away, and hit Ma Kang's nose with one head!

A stream of bright red blood immediately oozed out of Ma Kang's nostrils. He covered his hands with his hands and stood slightly bent his knees;

The No. 16 player looked innocent and deliberately came up to ask enthusiastically to show his friendship. Ma Kang did not look up, his expression was very painful, and there was a sense of helplessness in the pain. Ma Kang pushed him and signaled him to walk away. He raised his head and kept slapping his forehead;

Zhang Chang came up to check the injury with concern. Luo Xian and Li Xudong were furious when they saw the red liquid oozing out of his nose. They suddenly surrounded the No. 16 player of the Hong Kong team: "You are so ox! × you are a bird's feather bb!!"

The No. 16 player knew that he was in the wrong, shrugged and apologized helplessly.

Cao Lin and Tang Long hugged the two of them quickly, beware of the situation escalating and waiting for the referee to come up;

The Saudi referee verbally warned the players on both sides, especially Li and Luo of the Chinese team. He pointed his index fingers at his temples with both hands, glared at them, signaling them to control their emotions and join the game seriously.

After a simple treatment, fortunately, Ma Kang continued to join the competition.

This is like a small episode, reflecting the embarrassing situation that the Chinese team is weak in offense and is designed for their opponents.

In the future, the Chinese team's frontcourt was completely frozen by the Hong Kong team. At the beginning, Ma Kang and Luo Xian could still get a few passes from their teammates;

As the Hong Kong team's absolute advantage in the number of players in the backcourt gradually emerged, they controlled the rhythm of the backcourt, greatly weakening the effectiveness and fluency of the Chinese team's goal;

In addition, the tactical style used is indeed appropriate, which completely isolated the Chinese team's midfield and backcourt, causing a large open area in the frontcourt that is beneficial to our side. The situation on the field suddenly turned to the Hong Kong team!

Ma Kang and Luo Xian became two headless flies, and their running positions were so meaningless and helpless;

Zhang Chang was pushed back to the midfield and completely forgot his mission and responsibilities of the midfielder. The disorderly and chaotic running of the four midfielders made the Hong Kong team's three midfielders easy to defend;

Seeing the tight situation in the frontcourt, Guan Jian was very anxious and wanted to rush forward, but looking at Dong Wusheng behind him, facing the sharp counterattack of the Hong Kong team, he remembered what Coach Lu told him day and night;

He had no choice but to look at his teammates who were fighting in the frontcourt helplessly, feeling that his whole body had no place to vent his strength. He kept staring at him like an ant suffering from suffering on a hot pan!

Faced with this situation, ordinary coaches will be uneasy in their seats and will inevitably walk to the sidelines, hoping to attract the attention of the players through their own calls, but Lu Juren is an exception, and he is surprisingly calm;

It was this calm that touched the hearts of the senior leaders of the Chinese Football Association that they decided to hand over the most valued football team in Chinese football history to this young local coach;

I look forward to realizing the long-cherished wish of "localized duet" in the Beijing arena in 2008. I hope that the Chinese will lead the National Olympic Team to the podium to improve the overall coaching level of Chinese local coaches and "domestic products should be self-improvement"!

Lu Juren was sitting quietly in the coach's seat at this moment, and his meditative expression seemed to indicate that he was thinking about strategies. This amazing calmness was appreciated by the senior management of the Football Association, but was not favored by the media. He had long been denounced as "cold-blooded, indifferent, and cruel";

Although it was already cold winter, big beads of sweat appeared on Shi Yiming's forehead sitting next to Lu Juren;

As the captain of the team, he was outside the court and was reluctant to see his teammates be humiliated. He began to complain about his inattentiveness at the beginning. Observing the situation on the court, a larger amount of sweat came out!

Zhao Yue could not have imagined that this was the situation. He stood up anxiously, walked back and forth, rubbed his hands, and kept stomping his feet;

Long Tian was also furious and turned his head to look at Lu Juren again and again. His cold expression as if he was ignoring the fierce battle on the field had already made Long Tian begin to question his coaching ability.

After Chen Hao received the ball, he made a beautiful "two-pass-one" collision with his teammates next to him, and easily pushed the ball into the midfield of the Chinese team;

Chen Hao firmly controlled the ball at his feet, skillfully mediated with Guan Jian, waiting for his teammates to step in, and the Hong Kong team's formation moved forward quickly;

After a few relaxed backs, Chen Hao ran forward quickly, shook the entanglement of the switch sword, and got the ball comfortably at the front of the Chinese team's penalty area;

He looked up and observed the positions of Dong Wusheng and his teammates, and found that the four Chinese defenders were tightly reduced, firmly trapping Hong Kong players, especially the captain, were closely followed by Song Min!

When Chen Hao saw this scene, he was unwilling to waste this opportunity to control the ball. He drove the ball to the left and quickly roamed to him, facing away from the goal, and guarded against all the opponent's intention to rush into the penalty area;

Chen Hao swung his left foot and made a gesture to pass the ball to Dong Wusheng. Zhang Rong's center of gravity slightly tilted to the right, thinking about his next blocking action in his mind;

The moment he touched the ball, the ball suddenly changed to a spike forward, and his body suddenly started and quickly inserted into the penalty area. Chen Hao's movement was indeed very fast;

Zhang Rong suddenly realized, and his left script could stretch out, Chen Hao lifted his feet and jumped up, gently avoiding this destructive move. After his feet landed on the ground, he kept holding the ball and rushed forward, facing Zeng De;

A one-on-one situation has been formed. There is only a thin Zeng De in front of the goal, and Chen Hao raises his foot and shoots!

The situation was urgent, and Zhang Rong did not hesitate to think about it. He aimed directly at the ball under Chen Hao's feet;

Zhang Rong was quick to make his feet and Chen Hao was quick to respond. He saw his right sole of the shot quickly swiping over the ball, and his heel quickly knocked back;

Zhang Rong was teased again, and he dodged his pursuit like a cat. His shooting angle was completely exposed. Chen Hao no longer covered up his intention to score points, swung his left foot and shot angrily;

The ball was like a shell out of the borehole, whistling towards the near corner of the goal!

The moment Chen Hao shot, Zeng De had predicted in advance from the angle of his lower body swinging that the ball would attack his close;

While he was hitting the ball with force, Zeng De moved his body to the left without hesitation, exerted force and pounced!

Zeng De steadily caught the ball with both hands, grabbed it into his arms, and fell to the ground;

When he stood up, the audience once again cheered and cheered for the wonderful and almost magical performance of the Chinese goalkeeper;

Chen Hao scratched his head and walked back unwillingly: "Are you so strong that you can see a ghost??"

Zeng De took the ball with one hand and drove the ball to the frontcourt with a big foot, quickly leading the rhythm from defense to offense, hoping that the team can determine the victory as soon as possible;

For the Chinese team, Zeng De is indeed a gift from God. His defense is as stable as Mount Tai, like building a tall wall in front of the goal, giving the Chinese team enough capital to challenge strong enemies; however, when the weak

Will the national team live up to the time when Zeng De, who is the strong in front of the goal, be disappointed, or even buried, the bright future of this talented goalkeeper?
Chapter completed!