The two-hour training ended in the afternoon, and all the players lay on the grass, gasping for breath in big mouths.

"I...I feel like I'm going to die!"

"A new coach...is a new official... three to three to make fire?"

"Abnormal! Ah! Ah!"

"Who... can carry me home."

"Today...why are all...physical training? With ball training...that's just that? Doesn't it mean...new coaches like to be ball-free no matter what training they are?"

"Rumor."

"Tomorrow won't be so intense, otherwise who can stand it."

"Don't think of good things." Zhu Hui, who was packing up the training equipment, smiled when he heard the players' complaints, "Today I just give you an adaptation training, and the intensity will be greater in the future."

"God!"

"Let me die!"

"I'm so destined!"

As soon as Zhu Hui finished speaking, a wailing sounded from the training ground. I don’t know if the wailing is useful, but Chang Cheng feels that training today is not enough, and these kids still have the strength to howl. I wonder if the players would have any ideas if they knew Chang Cheng’s thoughts.

"Coach Chang, the intensity of the first training made these guys tired like dogs. Will they be able to endure it if they practice twice a day in the future?" Zhu Hui carried a pack of balls and walked towards the training equipment room side by side with Chang Cheng, who also carried a large bag of training equipment.

"Is it very strong? I see that these kids still have the strength to cry and shout. It must be fine." Chang Cheng gave a look. Zhu Hui looked back and looked at him. Good guy, these kids have already stood up and made a fuss together in groups of three or three.

"It's great to be young!" Zhu Hui sighed.

"Yes. But they can be stronger."

After the two of them packed up the training equipment, Zhu Hui suddenly spoke: "Coach Chang, I noticed that your plan is basically physical training, and technical and tactical training only accounts for a small part. What is the reason?"

"I watched all their first stage games and their training videos, and there were many problems. But we have to distinguish the main and secondary issues, because there is not much time left before the second stage game, and it will only be one month to complete the game."

"The team's defensive ability is still good. But there is a problem. Whether it is an offensive player or a defensive player, they will always fall behind in the face of the same opportunity. What is the reason?" Chang Cheng asked at Zhu Hui.

"Have you reacted slowly?" Zhu Hui replied uncertainly.

"No, it's the lack of confrontation."

"Confrontation?" Zhu Hui was even more confused. Will one step slower than others be a problem of confrontation?

"Yes, the ability to confront each other includes many aspects, the most basic physical confrontation. There are also speed confrontation, reaction confrontation, consciousness confrontation, and confrontation is everywhere in a game. But physical confrontation is the basis. If the body is not good, even if the mind can keep up with football, the body will be one step slower.

So I'm now strengthening their physical training to make them stronger and faster. This will gain an advantage in defense and counterattacks will be faster. This is the basics of all tactics."

Chang Cheng's words made Zhu Hui a little confused and couldn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a long time before saying, "I heard that you rarely did physical training before."

"In the past?" Chang Cheng just stepped out of the door of the equipment room and heard Zhu Hui's words and came back, "Are you talking about Jiangcheng U15? They are not suitable for this kind of special physical training at this age. What they need to improve is football skills and basic skills. The U19 body has been formed and needs to be strengthened, otherwise it will be like a grass on the court and will fly as soon as it blows. Moreover, the training intensity of Jiangcheng U15 is not low. In terms of intensity, their daily training has exceeded the intensity of today's training. I wonder how they are developing now." Speaking of this, Chang Cheng was a little excited and turned his head to walk out of the equipment room.

Chang Cheng's words stirred up storm in Zhu Hui's heart. The intensity of daily training in Jiangcheng U15 exceeded the intensity of today's training. How is this possible!

The next morning, the main one was physical training, but there were more categories. In addition to basic physical training, there were also acceleration running, balance training, strength training, and sensitivity training, and occasionally interspersed with ball training in the middle. Ball training is also a service for physical training. The intensity is similar to yesterday, which makes the players very tired.

This was still the case in the afternoon, but the intensity became even greater. Some people had already started to lose track and were unable to complete the training program smoothly. However, at Chang Cheng's request, he still barely completed the training.

In just one day, Chang Cheng successfully became the devil's spokesperson in the eyes of the players.

Of course, Chang Cheng will not train players to the death, nor will he blindly pursue strength, but will gradually strengthen scientifically. Team doctor Li Zhicheng also trains with the team at the request of Chang Cheng, paying attention to the physical condition of each player at any time.

Two more days later, he still practiced twice a day. Zhou Xiaoyi also returned to the team after the exam. Surprisingly, although Zhou Xiaoyi, who missed a few days of high-intensity training, complained in the first day of his return, he was able to complete all the training events, which made people admire him.

"Coach! It's been a week. In addition to physical fitness, it's also physical fitness training. When will the tactical training be carried out, it won't take long to be the second stage of the game." Zhang Xiaolei was a little anxious, but he was anxious not because of the game, but because he didn't want to do physical fitness training, but because he wanted to play football. Yes! It's playing football. Only when there is a ball can he show his outstanding skills.

Why can't Chang Cheng guess what he thought, "Okay, tomorrow, tomorrow will focus on ball training."

"Yeah!" Hearing this, all the players shouted excitedly.

The next day, in the morning, the players came to the stadium with anticipation and saw that the coach was waiting for them in the training ground. In addition to football, there were only some simple signboards and sign cones on the stadium. It seemed that the coach often did not deceive them, and there must be a ball training today.

"Okay! Start warming up!" Zhu Hui led the players to start warming up. Whether it is training or competition, warm-up must be done well to avoid some unnecessary injuries.

After the warm-up, everyone looked at Chang Cheng excitedly, looking forward to playing football!

The first event is simple ball-sensing training. Bounce the ball, draw the ball around the stick, pass the ball in a triangle, and pass the edge. These basic training events are too simple for these players. They are completed one by one smoothly. Zhang Xiaolei can also play a lot of tricks, such as crossing the ball in a flower arrangement, crossing the ball in a Marseille, oxtail, etc., which occasionally arouse exclamations from other players.

"Okay, the first event is over, the second event is still passing the ball. It's very simple, it's a long pass. Everyone can do it." Chang Cheng smiled and looked at the player who was still a little excited.

"Yes!" Everyone laughed and suddenly felt that this devil spokesperson was pretty good.

"Okay, now find two people who you think are the best technology."

There was a commotion below, and soon, Zhang Xiaolei and Li Feng were elected.

"Well, very good, there's another person, who will you come?"

"I'll do it!" Chen Ying shouted as soon as Chang Cheng finished speaking.

"Okay, come." Chang Cheng called the three of them in front of him, "Zhang Xiaolei, Li Feng, you two pass the ball thirty meters apart, Chen Ying, you are responsible for the defense in the middle."

"Ah! I'm defending?" Chen Ying was stunned. Everyone else was happy. No one expected that Chen Ying would actually steal a defensive job.

"The requirement is very simple. You two pass each other over the top. Chen Ying pressed, but be careful not to get close to the team without the ball within ten meters."

After the arrangement was made, the three of them started practicing. Zhang Xiaolei kicked the ball, and passed it accurately with a long pass, and sent the ball to Li Feng. Li Feng easily stopped the football and prepared to pass it back to Zhang Xiaolei. When he looked up, he saw Chen Ying pounce like a tiger out of the gate. He felt panic in his heart, and he rushed to kick the ball out.

The accurate head that was rushed out can be imagined. Zhang Xiaolei hurriedly moved to the landing point of the ball and barely caught the football. Just as he was about to adjust, he suddenly stretched out his big foot and kicked the ball out. Zhang Xiaolei turned his head and saw Chen Ying jumping in front of him at some point.

"Smart!" Chang Cheng, who was watching on the side, saw the whole process. Chen Ying looked very fierce when he pounced on Li Feng, but in fact he had left a hand to force Li Feng to pass the ball in a hurry. When Li Feng passed the ball out, Chen Ying had turned around and rushed towards Zhang Xiaolei with all his strength.

After Chen Ying cut off the ball, he looked at Li Feng and Zhang Xiaolei with pride, and then looked at Chang Cheng, hoping to get Chang Cheng's praise. Unfortunately, Chang Cheng did not look at them, but turned his head to look outside the court.

"You guys continue, you can win if you successfully pass and receive more than six times." After the explanation, Chang Cheng handed over the training to Zhu Hui and came outside the court by himself. There were two children of fourteen or fifteen years old and a middle-aged man in sportswear.

"Hello, Coach Yu, I'm sorry for you this time." Chang Cheng took the initiative to extend his hand to shake hands with the middle-aged man called Coach Yu.

"You are welcome. You brought these two children out of your way, so it's time to help you." Coach Yu smiled and looked at the two children. One was Zhang Chengyu and the other was Zhang Zhuo. The two children were looking at Chang Cheng excitedly.

"Okay, you two can come in with me." Zhang Chengyu and Zhang Zhuo immediately followed Chang Cheng and entered the stadium.

"You two warm up first." Chang Cheng instructed a few words and looked at the field. These guys had already made a mess and had not successfully passed and received the ball more than four times.

"Coach Chang, they are so inferior." Zhang Zhuo covered his head, looking like he couldn't bear it.

"Heat your body." Chang Cheng glared at Zhang Zhuo.

"Coach, it seems that this is the venue for us to win the Evening News Cup." Zhang Chengyu asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Chang Cheng then noticed that this venue was really the venue where Moral Education Primary School won the Evening News Cup.

"Ding~." Chang Cheng blew the whistle in his hand, and the players in the turmoil in the field stopped and looked at Chang Cheng.

"Those who know you are training, and those who don't know think you are comparing who is playing worse than who is playing. What's the point!" Chang Cheng ridiculed without hesitation. "It's not as good as the child's playing."
Chapter completed!