Chapter 44: The Transmission of the Scriptures
I went to New York excitedly, and returned to Germany with a slightly sad mood, it was the third day of the holiday, and Zhang Yuan, who had slept like crazy on the plane, was not tired at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Hoffman sent Zhang Yuan home, and Zhang Yuan turned his head and asked, "Is Joseph in class today?" ā
"Hey man, it's Wednesday! If you've ever been to the United States, you won't forget the day of the week, right?! Hoffman was speechless.
"Oh, I really forgot, I still remember getting on the plane today!" Zhang Yuan patted his head.
"Do you need me to pass the word?"
"No, I was going to take him to training today! He doesn't have to be in class, next time! ā
"It's a pity, Zhang Yuan, what do you think of Joseph?" Hoffman asked.
"Do you mean him kicking football?" Zhang Yuan asked.
"Of course!"
"I think he's good, but I haven't seen him in the game, so it's hard to give a fair evaluation!" Zhang Yuan thought about it for a while and said, Hoffman understood what he meant, and wanted to ask Zhang Yuan if Joseph could go to football seriously, which meant entering a special football study, such as Schalke 04's age echelon.
"I want him to sign up for Schalke 04's junior echelon, what do you think of this attention!" "He loves to play and has told me several times that I've been hesitant and frankly I'm worried he's going to get hurt! ā
"Michael, would you like to hear my opinion?" Zhang Yuan asked.
"Sure, would you like to give me a little advice?"
"That's fine, I think it's good if Joseph himself wants to go! Regardless of whether he succeeds in the end to become a professional footballer, it is definitely good for his body and will not delay his studies. I don't think you need to worry about the injury you mentioned, after all, he is in the junior team, and I don't think the coaches will let them have a fierce collision on the field. You see, I rarely get hurt! ā
"Well, I'll go back and ask him again to see what he thinks! Thank you for your comments, Zhang Yuan! ā
"Michael, you're welcome! Then have a nice day! ā
"Uh-huh, have a nice day! Goodbye Zhang Yuan, you can call me if you have something! ā
After returning home and changing his clothes, Zhang Yuan decided to go to the training base to warm up today, and on the way to the training base, he met a person, this person was Draxler of the youth team.
Draxler was jogging on the road with a soccer ball in his jersey and sweat, didn't he have class today? The junior echelon of Schalke 04 also has only one practice a day, and there are cultural classes to be held every day.
When Draxler got closer, Zhang Yuan asked, "Julian, aren't you going to class today?!" ā
"Ah, Zhang! It's you! Draxler didn't notice Zhang Yuan at all, and when he found out, he was still a little ignorant, not knowing what was going on in his head.
"I ......"
"Haha, you skipped class?!" Zhang Yuan laughed, feeling very interesting, he had a similar experience when he was studying before, skipping class and running to play football.
Draxler smiled a little embarrassedly, his fair face flushed.
"Haha, don't be embarrassed, I used to skip class a lot!" Zhang Yuan didn't know that Draxler's skipping class was much more serious than his previous skipping class, and he would call his parents, and he would even be removed from Schalke 04 if he didn't change his teaching.
"Really?! You've skipped class before? Why are you going? Draxler asked curiously.
"I'm going to practice at the training base! I used to skip class to practice a lot! Zhang Yuan replied.
Draxler rolled his eyes, "Can I practice with you?" ā
Zhang Yuan looked at Draxler sweating all over his body, presumably he had practiced, but Draxler's eyes seemed to be looking forward to it, and this Zhang Yuan could also understand that he was also looking forward to training with the superstars of the first team of Inter Milan.
"Okay, but I have a request, just this once, next time you can't skip class again! I'm studying hard now, and I want to go to university! It's terrible to be uneducated! Zhang Yuan agreed.
"Oh yes, no problem, I'll run away this time, listen to you, don't skip class, be a good student!" Draxler said excitedly.
In Zhang Yuan's view, the 15-year-old Draxler is much stronger than himself at that time, because he has a strong sense of teamwork, and the speed cannot be compared with himself, but it is fast enough, and there are not as many fancy moves as himself, but the breakthrough ability is still very strong.
Speed, fancy moves aren't the only measure of breaking through, and Draxler does a good job of getting out of place.
These are the results that Zhang Yuan saw after the last match against the youth team.
"Zhang, what do you think of me?" Draxler was still a little proud to stop the ball, after all, he was a recognized genius among a group of teenagers.
"Well, you're much better than I was back then!" Zhang Yuan pulled the ball at will, reversed a few fancy movements, received the ball around the two weeks with one leg, stopped the ball with his ankle, etc., and saw Draxler stunned.
"Zhang, how did you do that?" Draxler asked, tickling in his heart, and fancy gestures were always eye-catching.
"Well, don't call me Zhang! Call me my full name Zhang Yuan, okay? Zhang Yuan said, "These movements are not useful on the football field, but they are good for exercising the flexibility of the body and cultivating the sense of the ball!" ā
Zhang Yuan also spent a lot of time practicing these fancy moves at the beginning, the purpose was because it was good-looking, at that time he didn't know the benefits of this for the cultivation of body flexibility and ball sense, and later he read the Internet to know these truths.
"You're amazing!" Draxler gave a thumbs up, "Can you teach me these moves?" ā
"Of course it's fine, but you have to remember what I said, these fancy moves on the pitch are not very practical!" Zhang Yuan said.
The practice of the two turned into freestyle football teaching, and Draxler was really good and quickly learned a few tricks.
Sitting on the grass to rest, Draxler asked again: "Zhang Yuan, you can always score so many goals!" Can you tell you how? ā
How to answer this question, Zhang Yuan really doesn't know how to say it, Degan calls him the Iron King, which means that he shoots more in every game, Zhang Yuan is embarrassed to tell Draxler that he gets more shooting opportunities, and the base is large, so there are more goals.
"I don't know about this either!" Zhang Yuan disturbed, "But I can give you some advice, professional football advice, these ideas are what I just thought of." ā
Draxler sat upright, pricking up his ears to listen to Zhang Yuan's views.
"Team awareness is very important, but I don't think it's too rigid, you think about everything according to the coach's tactical arrangement, there is no degree of freedom, soon you will be found out by others, the defense is handy, you have less space! You played a bit rigid in the last game and didn't play to your strengths! ā
"Huh?!" That's what Draxler was trained in football, and at their age the coach was already focusing on working with them as a team, and in training they suppressed the autonomy of a genius like Draxler.
Coaches don't really want to suppress the freedom of players, but at this age, they should force a sense of teamwork in young players, because football is a team sport and one person has a limited role.
When the players actually go on a professional path, the manager will give the players a certain amount of freedom.
What Zhang Yuan said was obviously different from what Draxler had accepted, so he was a little puzzled and said, "Huh?!" ā
"Let me explain, one thing comes to mind, have you ever heard of the man-machine battle in chess?"
Draxler shook his head.
"Well, let me put it simply, it's a game of chess between humans and computers, and guess who wins?"
"Computer! How can the human brain be compared to a computer! Draxler gave his answer.
"Well, well! You guessed it! It was the computer that won, but I always felt that there must be a human brain in the world that can defeat the computer! The imagination of the human brain is infinite, while the computer has no imagination, it is all a program that follows step by step! ā
"Okay, Zhang Yuan, I don't know what you said this has to do with football matches?" Draxler wasn't very patient.
"Of course it matters, if a team plays like a machine, it's not easy for people to figure out your routines and limit you everywhere! How can you possibly win the game! ā
"But football is a team sport!"
"I know it's a team sport, but you need to play something a little different and make it hard for people to figure out what you're thinking, then you can help the team! For example, when to pass, when to break through, when to shoot, this can all be about suddenness! It's going to be a bigger threat, don't you? (To be continued.) )