"This is the team information." Sitting in the BMW, Chang Cheng took the folder Bai Jing handed him and looked at it carefully. The driver in front must be an experienced driver, and the car drove very steadily. It didn't affect him at all.

Chang Cheng looked at the information.

"The first stage of the competition has ended, and the second stage of the competition will begin in July. We are divided into the Jiangcheng Division."

Chang Cheng listened to Bai Jing's introduction to the team while reading the information.

"Because our team has just been formed and has not yet matured, our results in the first stage were very poor. We did not win a single game in seven rounds and only drew two."

Hearing this, Chang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's so bad. And there's only one month left. Who led the team before?"

"Zhu Hui, C-level coach, is not very good." Bai Jing said with disdain, "If we couldn't hire anyone, we wouldn't let him coach us."

"Can't invite anyone?" Chang Cheng looked away from the information and looked at Bai Jing doubtfully.

"Yes, the time is too short. No one wants to lead a newly formed team. And the players are also patchwork."

"Uh..." Chang Cheng was speechless. Feeling that he had become a firefighter, he had no choice but to lower his head and continue reading the information.

"But it's different now that you're here. You are someone that Ajax likes. You can definitely lead the team well." Bai Jing smiled, "We thought about you when we first formed the team, but at that time

Jiangcheng U15 has just been sold, and you have to prepare to take the B-level coaching exam, so we will wait until you get the B-level coaching certificate before inviting you. Anyway, youth training is a long-term matter. If you can’t do it this year, come back next year.”

"That's right, if you do youth training for a year or two, you won't see much." Chang Cheng agreed very much with what Bai Jing said.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the Jiangtan parking lot. Chang Cheng was led by Bai Jing to the door of the equipment room beside the football field. There were two men in their thirties, wearing sportswear with the words "

At Haohui Club, a person was leaning against the door chatting with a cigarette in his mouth.

The taller man with sharp eyes immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand when he saw Bai Jing walking over.

"Lawyer Bai, why are you here?"

The shorter man looked back, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and turned back to say hello to Bai Jing.

"This is Chang Cheng, Coach Chang. I'm bringing him here to learn about the team today." Bai Jing introduced Chang Cheng to the two of them.

"This is Zhu Hui, Coach Zhu." Bai Jing pointed to the shorter man and introduced, "This is Wang Chao, Coach Wang. The goalkeeper coach is also the physical fitness coach." Bai Jing pointed to the taller man.

Chang Cheng and his two partners who were going to work together met just like that, at the door of a small equipment room next to the Jiangtan football field.

Before training, Chang Cheng also met the team leader Zhao Jun, a kind-looking man. There was also a team doctor named Li Zhicheng.

"Li Zicheng?" Chang Cheng's first reaction when he heard the name of the team doctor was to think of King Li Chuang. He looked up and down this frail man with glasses, but could not see the heroic spirit of King Li Chuang.

Chang Cheng did not take over the team's training that day, but sat on the sidelines and observed carefully. From time to time he wrote something in his notebook.

The next day, Zhu Hui organized a match at Chang Cheng's request. Chang Cheng wanted to observe each player's performance in the game and then evaluate it in order to better formulate a training plan.

Zhu Hui divided all the players into two teams and put on red and green training vests respectively. Then Zhu Hui sat next to Chang Cheng and introduced to him the characteristics of each player on the team.

The game begins and the red team kicks off.

"The red team is basically the main force of the team. The number one goalkeeper is called Wan Li, who is also the captain. He is tall, has a long wingspan, quick reactions, excellent physical condition and goal-line skills. His shortcomings are that he is not good at attacking and is lacking in handling high balls.

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"The second right back, Fu Qing, is good at assists, has good physical strength, and has good back-and-forth ability, but his defense is a bit reckless."

"No. 3 Dong Zhi is a left back who can also play as a central defender. He has strong defensive ability but poor physical strength. Therefore, his assist ability is not strong."

"No. 4 Huang Junxi and No. 5 Fan Yi are central defenders. They have outstanding marking ability and strong frontal defense ability, but they both have a flaw: they are slow to turn."

"No. 8 Li Junwei, a defensive midfielder, is good at filling positions and has strong frontal defense ability. He is the iron gate of the team's midfield defense."

"No. 7 Feng Liang, a central midfielder, is good at getting in, has the ability to shoot from long range, and has good set-piece abilities."

"No. 10 Zhang Xiaolei is an attacking midfielder or right midfielder. He is fast and has excellent skills. He is the core of the team's offense."

"No. 21 Zhu Wu, left midfielder, relatively average ability, can pass the ball."

"No. 9 Li Feng, the team's main scorer, has excellent skills, strong header ability and fast speed."

"No. 11, Ning Xiang, he is the fastest in the team. He can reach 100 meters in almost 11 seconds."

Hearing this, Chang Cheng couldn't help but was speechless. He looked towards the court. No. 11 happened to get the ball. He walked forward and broke through the entire back line of the green team with his own speed. The opponent just turned around and he

Has entered the penalty area and faces the goalkeeper.

With a bang, Ning Xiang raised his right leg and kicked the football with all his strength... The ball passed the goalkeeper, crossed the crossbar and flew to another court.

"This shot..." Chang Cheng was speechless.

"Oh, my shooting ability is too poor." Zhu Hui also covered his face and didn't want to look anymore.

The game lasted for about ten minutes, and the red team was much stronger than the green team. No. 10 Zhang Xiaolei was particularly active. During the ten minutes of the game, he was often seen taking the ball on the right and rushing left and right to create opportunities. As Zhu Hui introduced

, Zhang Xiaolei is indeed the offensive core of the entire team.

However, Chang Cheng also saw some problems. Although the players on the red team were indeed as Zhu Hui introduced, their passing ability was terrible. They were fine when no one was marking them, but they made mistakes when they were being marked.

Even if the player they are marking is still a little far away from them, they will quickly pass the ball to their teammates, or drive to the frontcourt with a big kick. It is as if football is not a football, but a hot potato, no, it is a hot potato.

In the end, the red team could not pass more than three passes and would make mistakes. They could only rely on the personal abilities of a few offensive players to create a threat to the opponent's goal.

Chang Cheng felt a headache.

Just when Chang Cheng felt a headache, the green team took the ball to attack. A midfielder took the ball, looked left and then again, but found no suitable passing point.

At this time, a rough voice boomed on the court: "This way! Pass the ball!"

Chang Cheng followed the sound and looked, what a guy, a very tall and strong guy was leaning on Fan Yi, asking for the ball from his teammates. Fan Yi was completely suppressed in terms of strength.

"Good guy, this guy is about 1.9 meters tall." Chang Cheng admired.

"He's 1.93 meters tall. His name is Chen Ying, No. 18, and he's a center forward. Apart from being tall and good at heading the ball, this guy's other abilities are a mess. He needs technique but not technique, and he needs speed but not speed. He even gave himself a nickname.

Heroes are just bullies." As soon as Zhu Hui finished speaking, the ball had already been passed to Chen Ying's feet. Then, uh, nothing happened. The ball stopped two meters away and was directly passed to Li Junwei, No. 8 of the red team.

Li Junwei kicked the ball into the frontcourt without hesitation. No. 9 Li Feng began to wrestle with the green team defender for the first point...

"Let's also introduce the members of the green team." Chang Cheng now felt a lot of pressure.

"Okay, the green team just talked about No. 18, and let's talk about the other forward, No. 20 Cao Mingjun. His abilities are average, but he has good physical strength and can run aggressively."

"There is another forward, No. 16, Zhou Xiaoyi. He has excellent running positions and is good at finding gaps. He has good skills, but he is not fast and has poor concentration. He likes to aim everywhere during the game. Moreover, this kid is still in high school, and training is always intermittent.

, can't train systematically. He didn't come yesterday." Zhu Hui pointed at a thin player and said.

"In high school?" Chang Cheng's eyes lit up, "Third year in high school?"

"Senior year of high school, the college entrance examination is coming soon. If you hadn't come today, he would have missed training again. Look, he's looking around again." Zhu Hui didn't seem to like this student player very much, while Zhou Xiaoyi was looking around on the court.

, seemed not to notice that the green team was preparing to attack.

"Then how did he get into the team?" Chang Cheng also felt strange. In this kind of professional echelon, high school students are very rare.

"When it was first formed at the end of last year, the team was a high school team. Later, we recruited people from everywhere to complete the team."

"The high school team is the team? How many people are high school students now?" Chang Cheng has an indescribable feeling of intimacy towards the student players.

"He is the only one. The others are either not strong enough or their families want them to go to college."

"Then he won't take the college entrance examination?" Chang Cheng pointed to No. 16 on the field.

"He doesn't want to take the exam anymore. He wants to become a professional player. I'll continue the introduction." Zhu Hui didn't want to waste his words on Zhou Xiaoyi.

"No. 12, cavalry, good at multiple positions, can play as an attacking midfielder, left or right midfielder. His skills are relatively comprehensive, his passing and receiving ability is good, and he has a kick to cross. The disadvantage is that he is slow and has poor confrontation."

"No. 14 Wei Yan, a defensive midfielder, has good physical strength, a large range of movement, and is active in defense."

"No. 19 Tan Zhihang, a central midfielder, has good passing and receiving skills. Unfortunately, he is not physically strong and can only play half the ball."

"The two central defenders are No. 6 Wang Hong and No. 15 Wang Liang. No. 6 Wang Hong has excellent filling ability and fierce defense. No. 15 Wang Liang has excellent physical fitness and fast speed, but sometimes he cannot concentrate."

"The left back, No. 17 Zhang Lei, has relatively average abilities. The right back, No. 13 Lu Feipeng, has good speed, but his passing ability needs to be improved." While he was talking, No. 13 Lu Feipeng got a very good chance to cross, and bang.

With a bang, the ball flew directly to another court behind the goal.

"We really need to improve." Chang Cheng looked at the football still bouncing in the distance and sighed.

"Substitute goalkeeper No. 22 Zhang Kai has played basketball for several years. He just started goalkeeping training two years ago. His basic skills are not solid, but he responded well."

After hearing this, Chang Cheng had a basic understanding of the players on the court. What he needed to do now was to carefully observe their performance in the training match. However, the performance of the players in the first half made Chang Cheng feel more and more pressure on him.
Chapter completed!