1 to 1, Xiaotian finally reached a satisfactory score and entered the halftime break.

On the Chinese Youth Team's side, everyone's expressions were not very good.

There were obviously many offensive opportunities, but because of the opponent's tenacious defense, we missed the goal.

"Fuck, what is this kick?"

As soon as Xu Liang entered the room, he threw the jersey on the stool first.

"The fans in Te Miao were all waiting to see our performance! But the enemy failed to fight, and instead he was bitten by a dog."

"If I lose, I won't even be able to hold my head up when I go back!"

The team members cursed and cursed.

It was not until Zeng Zheng and several coaches also walked in that they became silent.

Fortunately, compared with Tang Pengju, Chen Jinggang and others, these half-grown men always have a stubborn face;

But in front of Zeng Zheng, no matter how angry these guys are, they still have to restrain themselves at all times.

It's not that Zeng Zheng is too scary.

In fact, since taking charge of this new wave of Chinese youth teams, Zeng Zheng has never had a quarrel with any of his teammates.

He always had a slight smile on his face.

It looks like a spring breeze.

In fact, the team members were most in awe of him.

In the words of Jianlibao's "old-timer", Mr. Zeng does not get angry easily.

When he gets angry, the whole team suffers!

But today, these middle-aged and young team members suddenly discovered something.

That means they can't make Zeng Zheng angry;

But they are not qualified enough to make Zeng Zheng angry!

think about it.

Who did Zeng Zheng lead at that time?

Li Jinyu, Zhang Xiaorui, Li Tie, Zhang Ran.

Now these people are either killing everyone in Serie A, or making waves in the Portuguese Super League.

All of them have become the most admired idols of the new generation of young players.

Who are you taking now?

Xu Liang, Du Wei, Zhang Yaokun, Wang Xinxin?

Before these people were selected for the China Youth Team, how many other people besides local fans had heard of them?

The reason why Zeng Zheng was not angry with them was.

Was it because in his eyes, these players couldn't be compared with the Jianlibao group?

Looking at Zeng Zheng's smiling face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

The team members who had lost their temper just now didn't dare to say a word.

"It was a good first half."

As soon as the door closed, Zeng Zheng set his character for the first half.

Upon hearing these words of praise, several arrogant team members immediately lowered their heads.

"In the second half, our tactics remained unchanged and we continued to find breakthroughs from both sides."

As he spoke, Zeng Zheng took out his pen and started drawing on the small blackboard.

"Xu Liang..."

"arrive!"

With a "whoosh" sound, Xu Liang jumped up from the chair and stood at attention.

Seeing his nervous look, Zeng Zheng waved his hand.

"Okay, don't be so nervous, sit down and sit down!"

After getting Zeng Zheng's signal, Xu Liang sat back in her seat.

"You played well in the first half and continue to play the same way in the second half."

"But there is a little change."

Speaking of this, Zeng Zheng drew a circle in the area where Xu Liang often made passes.

"Starting from the second half, you have to pass forward more."

"It doesn't have to be a high-altitude ball. Occasionally a ground diagonal ball will do."

Zeng Zheng said something and Xu Liang nodded.

The two eyeballs rolled around.

I wish I could cut out these simple sketches by Zeng Zheng and imprint them in my mind.

After Xu Liang finished explaining, Zeng Zheng immediately wiped the blackboard clean and continued:

"Yansong!"

"arrive!"

When Xu Liang showed up, Yan Wanwan screamed louder than him, and his legs were straighter than Xu Liang's.

"Okay, okay, sit down quickly, sit down, have you all taken some medicine today?"

Zeng Zheng kept waving his hands until Yan Song sat down again.

"On your side, make more breakthroughs and sink more bottoms."

"Yan Song, you need to increase your speed."

"What are you afraid of? Qu Bo can't run away from you?"

"It's best for you and Qu Bo to have sex alternately. After you have sex with him, he has sex with you."

"Crush their left defense line to pieces!"

"The messier the better, got it?"

After explaining the changes to the two forwards, Zeng Zheng briefly guided the movement of other offensive players after the changes.

And it is required that when attacking, a midfielder must penetrate forward and participate in the attack.

"Wang Xinxin, when you and Sun Ji attack, one of you must rush forward, and one must be behind to form a front-to-back position."

"Whoever attacks, who defends? I won't impose any strict requirements on you two."

"But remember, you must pay attention to the situation on the court, and you must communicate more between you two. Got it?"

This year's Japanese Youth Team has done a very rigorous job in aerial attack.

Whether it is Satota Nakazawa's height or their awareness of competing for headers, they are much more nervous than in the Asian Cup.

Therefore, Zeng Zheng arranged for Xu Liang to pass less over the top and more forward; and asked Qu Bo and Yan Song on the other side to use their personal abilities to carry out strong breakthroughs.

In the final analysis, it is still about attacking weak points.

After the offense was explained, Zeng Zheng began to talk about defense.

Different from group classes, this time students are brought out individually and given face-to-face instruction.

"Coach Zeng."

"Well, sit down."

After receiving Zeng Zheng's signal, Eric sat down politely.

"I heard that your parents also came to Iran?"

"Well, when they heard that I made it to the semi-finals, they flew over immediately. I just saw them in the stands."

"It's not easy. Where is the barbecue restaurant at home?"

"It should be closed. We don't hire workers. We bake all the barbecues ourselves."

"Oh, so that's it."

Zeng Zheng nodded, "Seeing that you can reach the semi-finals, your parents must be very proud."

"Well, I'm very proud, proud."

After saying a few words about common things, Eric lowered his head and tightly grasped a corner of his jersey.

He knows very well.

The biggest responsibility for conceding the goal at the end of the first half lies with myself.
To be continued...