Then came Klopp's most elaborate strategy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ricardo, your position will change, you go here." Klopp looked at Montolivo and pointed to the right midfield on the illustration map.

"Frank, you too, retreat to the left midfield." Klopp looked at Scar again.

"Now it's the most important change, Zhuo, Bastian, you retreat together, standing on either side of Nigel, Zhuo on the right, Bastian on the left. You three, take control of the pitch for me. ”

This is what Klopp has deliberately tossed, Zhuo Yang no longer plays on the right side, but goes to the middle, and the little pig is no longer a front midfield or a nine-and-a-half position, and also retreats to the middle back position.

Zhuo Yang, Little Pig, Montolivo, and Scar are all rare all-rounders. Young Master Scar is extremely fast, there is no problem with the side assault, and the excellent in-cutting technique ensures that he can kill the middle at any time. And the other three are even more impressive, with a balanced left and right foot, and can hit almost all positions in the frontcourt. Montolivo and Piggy's two full-backs, as well as the front and back midfielders, have played quite well, so Klopp has nothing to worry about.

As for Zhuo Yang, he has actually only played right midfield. But Klopp didn't know why he thought that Zhuo Yang in the new position was absolutely no problem to fight, and Zhuo Yang also felt that he had absolutely no problem, and he was so confident that he was quite unreasonable.

How can genius be understood by mortals?

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Finally, the morning glow in the west reflected the red sky. The design is beautiful, how is the effect, you have to go to the training ground to yo-yo, you have to go to the competition field to try.

Bantam Hassler greeted: "The two team vices, and everyone, how are they?" Going for a drink together? ”

Zhuo Yang and the others glanced at each other: "I'm sorry, Thomas, we still have to practice, another day." ”

Bantam froze.

Looking at the back of Zhuo Yang and the six of them running towards the training ground, Hasler was silent for a long time.

On the way to the parking lot, it took half a day for Hasler to say to Kalit Zakis: "Kennis, perhaps, this year we don't have to lose our reputation." ”

"You can say it, these little guys are really trying." Kalit Zakis nodded slightly.

"It's good to be young, there are so many possibilities." Sturburnal also chimed in, with some embarrassment in his words.

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When Zhuo Yang came to the training ground, he saw three people running laps on the track, Willie Ackerman, Carl Rand and Clark Edmund, and the other three members of the training team. Seeing Zhuo Yang and them coming, the three of them stopped.

The two groups smiled at each other, and then the six people who were late also joined in the lap.

"We thought you were in the first team and you weren't going to stay in practice again."

"No, not enough. I'm going to challenge the men of Bayern Munich in the future, but that's not enough. ”

"I said, Zhuo, I'm really jealous of you, I've only been in the youth team for a few months, and I've been in the youth team for three years......"

"Carl, don't be discouraged, with Mr. Klopp here, anything is possible."

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As the footsteps ran away, the voices of several people slowly became smaller and smaller, and gradually they could not hear clearly.

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After training, the group went to the group shower first. The energetic lads froth and talk nonsense, and then they compete to see who can pee far, and finally simply compare the length of the indescribable parts with each other. Montolivo, who looked thin, won the championship by a slight margin, Chinese Zhuoyang ranked second, the little pig's sad caisson was at the bottom, and the rich second generation was full of depression, and kept muttering: "There is a little tricky ......". A few good friends hurriedly comforted him that he was disabled and strong, and hummingbirds were also birds.

Zhuo Yang nicknamed Montolivo 'Second Brother'! And explained to everyone the meaning of the word 'old two' in Chinese. Since then, 'second brother' has become synonymous with Montolivo and eventually resounded in world football. However, no one knew what it really meant, except for the group of people who had been on the peninsula that day and had lost their class.

After changing clothes, a group of people walked to the parking lot with laughter and laughter, and along the way, the little pig told Ackerman and the three of them about the ghost last night, just like stand-up comedy, which made everyone laugh non-stop.

As soon as I walked out of the gate, I saw an off-road vehicle in the parking lot with its bright headlights, illuminating the parking lot as bright as daytime. A tall, fat man stood straight and tall in the brightest part of the entrance.

"Hey, you stinky boys, fucking come over to me." The tall fat man roared in a thick voice.

A thick black trench coat, a large back, brown trousers, shiny black leather shoes, and a tall and wide body. The people who came were full of "The Godfather" sense of sight and a very powerful aura.

It's just that the cheekbone on the left cheekbone of the face is dark blue, and the band-aid on the right eyebrow bone has somewhat affected the image of the godfather.

"You little bastards, get over here!" The fat godfather shouted.

"Hey, fatty, be careful when you talk!" Zhuo Yang put his hands in his pockets, his feet were not bad, his head was crooked, and he looked like a bad boy.

"Slow ......, why do I think this fat man is a little familiar?" Piggy found some clues. "Hey......, isn't this the ghost who was beaten up last night?"

"Poof~", several people didn't hold back their laughter, first pursed their mouths and were embarrassed to make a sound, and then they had to cover their mouths with their hands, and finally Scar Ribery couldn't hold it back.

"Ah~ha-, Dou is this fat man, hahahaha-"

At this time, everyone couldn't hold it back. "Hahahaha......"

"I said fatty, what chicken feathers did you do last night? Hahahaha......"

"I'm sorry, fat man, let me laugh for a while, hahahaha...... it's quite a ......, hahahahaha."

"Ahahaha, oops, I can't stand it, my stomach hurts......" They all laughed so hard that they couldn't straighten their waists, and they almost rolled on the ground with joy.

The fat godfather had a black line messed up in the wind.

"Enough!!" The fat godfather's cheeks were shivering. "You six, Frank, I'm waiting for you in your dining room. Go right away, or else, huh! ――”

The godfather turned around and drove away in a huge off-road vehicle. Leaving a few people looking at each other, the smog at one end.

"Scar, do you know him?"

"I don't know! Who knows what the hell he is? ”

"Hey, do you think he has a Chicago typewriter in his trench coat? Like in the movie, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly......"

"Probably not that exaggerated, right? I think there are at most two desert eagles......"