Chapter XII. trust

At this time, Ye Bing can be said to be exhausted on the field. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Wolfsburg's attack is wave after wave, and he has no time to think about anything in his mind now, he can only run and defend hard, and he has no time to care about anything else. Borussia Mönchen's attack was basically stagnant, the midfielder could neither grab the ball nor organize the attack, and it was obvious that the single play of a few players could not form a climate, and after all, the whole team began to retreat to the half.

However, such a hard defense still could not prevent Wolfsburg from scoring the first goal of the game.

"Diego! He finally scored, made up for it, and scored a goal to break the deadlock, and if Wolfsburg couldn't score for a long time, the situation might have changed, but as soon as this goal came, I am afraid that the morale of Borussia Mönchenchen will be greatly damaged. ”

"Let's take a look at the goal, Diego led the attack with the ball down the middle, and there was no sticky ball to distribute the ball to Ritter on the right. Ritter burst into the box with the ball, shook off Dante's defense and crossed the ball across the box, and Diego fired into the far corner! VfL Wolfsburg's goal with three passes and two runs also illustrated the lack of concentration of the Borussia Mönchenchen players before the end of the first half. The commentator analysed the goal.

Favre clasped his hands on his chest and his eyes looked at the court, his face calm, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Bing gritted his teeth, glanced at Favre on the sidelines, and then looked at Diego who was celebrating the goal, trying to calm down his somewhat dazed head gradually.

"What should I do at this time, how to defend, how to attack, how to be specific, how to run, how to get stuck, how to organize counterattacks, how to take on the responsibility of the core of the midfield!"

Ye Bing kept asking himself in his heart, although he couldn't give an accurate answer yet, he asked himself to play smarter as much as possible. Only when he is really in this position does he know how demanding of a player this position is. It is necessary to look at the whole audience and have a broad vision. You have to control the football at your feet and control the rhythm of the team. You can attack it, and you can defend it. Compared with Arango's performance in this position, Ye Bing's performance is not too much to compare with a headless fly.

Time was running out in the first half, and Wolfsburg's frenzied attack in the first half also consumed a lot of energy, and the rhythm began to gradually calm down, and the first half ended with a score of 1:0.

Intermission.

Favre looked at Ye Bing who walked into the locker room, a smile flashed on his face, and it was fleeting. The players didn't notice, and the assistant coach noticed it at the first time, and there were some doubts in his heart, but he didn't speak.

Favre clapped his hands and signaled for everyone to focus.

'Everyone played very well in the first half, except for one unexpected penalty. But it's part of football and we can't stop it, but we can do our best to make it not so suspenseless, if we can draw it, of course. Favre stood in front of the players, calm, "In the first half of the game, the team was only one goal behind, in fact, I was very satisfied from the heart, we played more with less, and we were exhausted, the connection between the front and back courts was almost cut off, I just hope that everyone can gradually calm down, observe the situation of the team and many situations on the field, and then start to look for opportunities to counterattack on the field." ”

After saying that, Favre turned around and explained some of the team's tactical requirements and points for the second half on the tactical board.

Ye Bing had been listening attentively from the beginning, because he could feel that a large part of Favre's words were said to him, and he now played the role of the brain of the team, whether it was the operation of the team or the transition between attack and defense, it was through him that it could be carried out. So as long as he has a clear mind and can sort out the whole operation of the team, it is actually equivalent to finding the feeling of the team and the mind of the team.

Time was constantly lost in Favre's constant commentary, and Borussia Mönchenchen listened quietly on the one hand, while Wolfsburg had a somewhat unpredictable atmosphere on the other.

Diego sat alone a little away from everyone, and what the head coach Litbarski said seemed to have nothing to do with him, but Litbarski seemed to ignore Diego like that. In other words, it is not so much to ignore as to ignore it.

It should be said that Diego's performance this season is still worthy of its value, but at this time Diego is not the young boy who just came to the Bundesliga in the Portuguese Super League, a few years in Turin, maybe smoothed all his edges and corners, but his inner arrogance has never dissipated, he attributed everything he did in Juventus to not adapting, he thinks he is still the Bremen midfielder who knows the team well, and is famous in Europe as a midfield master. He can express his personality freely in Wolfsburg because he feels he has that qualification, even though most people call it low emotional intelligence. He believed that McLaren's terrible Brit was the root cause of the team's fall into such a situation, but he never imagined that his own strained relationship with McLaren had kept Wolfsburg's dressing room at bay off this season. It's a big deal for a general to lose peace, but apparently Diego never thought it had anything to do with it.

He was sitting here, but it was as if he had two worlds apart from the rest of the dressing room.

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The time of the halftime gradually passed, and the players walked out of the locker room one by one, Ye Bing walked in the last one, and there were only two of them in the locker room at this time.

Favre looked at the young man in front of him, with that natural greenness on his face.

He's only 18 years old!

Favre couldn't help but wonder if he was putting too much pressure on him, but at this time, facing his calm eyes, Favre's doubts dissipated at once.

'I understand, you must be wondering why I want you to play in midfield. Obviously, the team could have changed to a central midfielder and let Neustadt take charge of the midfield. But sometimes people have to take a long-term view, and when you don't have a choice, there's no way, but when you have different options, I won't choose the most conservative option. ”

"There are some things that are useless to just tell you, you haven't experienced them, no matter how much you say it, it's just just paper, you just have to remember the responsibility you have and find a way to adapt to this position, no matter how you perform, the next game, you continue to start, and it's this position."

Favre didn't say anything more and walked out of the locker room first. And in his mind, he actually has some new ideas for the future of the team's tactics. The reason why he is so eager for Ye Bing to be familiar with this position and even put aside the imminent matter of relegation is because if his idea is realized, then it may be that in the next game, Menxing may win a little bigger.

Ye Bing recalled the head coach's words in his mind, and walked out of the locker room step by step and returned to the court. Herman hugged him as a sign of encouragement, Royce walked over and patted him on the shoulder, but did not speak, and the rest of the team looked at him with doubt, hesitation but more trust and hope in their eyes. Although he has only played one game, he has given a huge amount of confidence and trust in his team-mates who have not won a few games this season.

Marin, Royce, Herman Zhuyu are in front, why won't Ye Bing become such a good or even better player.