Jin Hanyi nodded happily: "Bring it, every time I go to a place, I will go to the court for training." ”

Then, he hurriedly bowed to Sangshan: "Thank you, let me participate in the training!" ”

Sang Shan hurriedly waved his hand and signaled, it's okay, let's communicate and promote each other.

After receiving Sang Shan's response, Jin Hanyi immediately bowed politely to Sang Shan and Tao Zhi, and then ran back to change his equipment.

Sang Shan and Tao Zhiyi looked at each other, and Kim Han-yi, a Chinese child who went to school and played football in Japan, had already left a deep impression on them before he showed his skills.

Japan's campus football culture is a little scary, no wonder, our national sport, table tennis, is also being challenged by others.

"Some reporters said that Japanese campus football is so good, and the success rate of the profession is not high, what do you think?" Sang Shan was moved.

Tao Zhiyi smiled faintly: "Sister Shan, don't test me, the sports reporter circle is the same as your professional football circle, there are always some short-sighted people." ”

Sang Shan nodded and agreed, just now this Jin Hanyi told us very calmly that he is the campus group of the junior high school football club, which means that he already knows that his career is difficult to walk, but he is still very confident.

Sang Shan looked at the court: "To be honest, I have some expectations. ”

Tao Zhiyi stood over and stood side by side with Sang Shan: "I'm also looking forward to it, when we will have so many children standing on the football field, not for the dream of professional superstars." ”

The two men stopped talking and looked at the sweaty players on the football field.

These teenagers, in the end, can play professionally, there are few, I really hope that they will leave the campus in the future, go to society, and thank them from the bottom of their hearts for this period of playing football.

Soon, Jin Hanyi ran back, looking at Sang Shan expectantly, and the equipment was neatly dressed.

Sang Shan took him to the side of the court, stopped training, and called the players to her side, she didn't explain it, and played directly in groups.

Jin Hanyi and Wang Yihao, Wu Yue, Zheng Chengzhang, Tian Zhenquan, Ji Yuwang and technical coach Zhou Yifeng are in a group, and Tian Zhenquan is in goal.

Yang Fanyuan and Tan Hairui, Qin Ying, Ding Xunuo, Meng Guanghai, Ji Yiming and Li Kunpeng were in a group, and Li Kunpeng was in the goal.

Intention? Sang Shan thought very clearly, this Jin Hanyi could see at a glance that Wang Yihao wanted to organize the team but couldn't, so this Jin Hanyi's organizational ability must not be bad.

In addition, he himself said that he is the campus group of the Aomori Yamada Junior High School Football Club and the main midfielder.

Let him partner with Wang Yihao, let Yang Fanyuan and these lone rangers see what team football is, and teach them a good lesson.

The resources delivered to your door should be put to good use and not wasted.

Jin Hanyi walked up to Wang Yihao and wanted to say hello.

Without waiting for him to bend down and bow, Wang Yihao pointed at him with the halberd in his right hand and read the lines: "The heavens will descend on Wang Ye, rest assured, the king will lead you rabble to reap victory!" ”

Jin Hanyi was taken aback, this team, just this No. 10, I look okay, what, this is sick?

Before he came to his senses, Sang Shan, who acted as the referee, had already blown the whistle of the game.

The whistle is an order, Jin Hanyi immediately stood in the midfield organization position he was familiar with, habitually glanced at the whole field, still a little surprised, the players who still seemed scattered and disorderly in the previous training, with the whistle, quickly stood in their respective positions.

Jin Hanyi didn't know that Zhongya High School had been playing defensive counterattacks before, and after being pressed to the ground again and again, the players' sense of position had already been practiced well.

Of course, except for Yang Fanyuan, no, Yang Fanyuan rushed over alone with the ball.

Wang Yihao ignored Yang Fanyuan, ran forward, put pressure on Qin Ying, and prevented him from commanding the formation to press forward.

Jin Hanyi encountered Yang Fanyuan head-on, Jin Hanyi immediately went to the card position to prevent Yang Fanyuan from rushing to his hinterland, and as a result, Yang Fanyuan obediently took the ball and went straight to the side.

Jin Hanyi was disdainful, this No. 7 is really good to defend!

Jin Hanyi followed the defense line and retreated, while thinking, you can't underestimate him too much, at least, No. 7's psychological quality is good, you see, he is quite happy that he didn't succeed in breaking through.

How could Jin Hanyi know that in Yang Fanyuan's consciousness, this was a very beautiful breakthrough, and he didn't encounter resistance at all.

Yang Fanyuan blinked while sprinting quickly with the ball on the side, is this newcomer okay? I used to fight against Wang Yihao and Yu Pingshun, and I would be knocked away if I didn't do it, but now this guy is not defensive at all!

Technical coach Zhou Fengfeng took on the responsibility of defensive command, and he had the same idea as Jin Hanyi, letting Yang Fan have a good time on the side, as long as he didn't cut inward.

The point of the cross? I'm sorry, Tan Hairui has been stared at by Zhou Yifeng, and Jin Hanyi is standing in front of Ding Xunuo.

Yang Fanyuan quickly went to the bottom, only to find that Wu Yue and Ji Yuwang were stuck in his inner line, forcibly breaking through, and he didn't have much grasp, and now even if he wanted to pass the ball, he couldn't find a point.

"Why didn't Director Sang arrange for me to be in a group with Wang Yihao?" Yang Fanyuan couldn't help but complain in his heart, "I can still cooperate with Wang Yihao, how can I be like Tan Hairui and Ding Xunuo!" ”

Since the last competition, after connecting with Wang Yihao in the game and having several wonderful two-on-one cooperation, Yang Fanyuan mistakenly thought that he had already cooperated as a team.

This has to be blamed on Dad Yang, who said that he wanted to accompany Yang Fan to watch the game from afar, but in fact, no.

Otherwise, if you can watch a few top European games, Yang Fanyuan will understand some ways.

Then, the whole team watched Yang Fanyuan keep taking the ball on the side to adjust his position, and no one went up to force and rob, grabbing, not necessarily grabbing, not grabbing, anyway, Yang Fanyuan will lose it sooner or later.

Jin Hanyi was even more disdainful, are you playing football, the whole team is watching the No. 7 monkey alone?

Sang Shan and Li Kunpeng are not in a hurry, they have their own concerns.

Li Kunpeng wants the whole team to slowly tighten up, because of Ding Xunuo's crisis before, the whole team is absent-minded, such a practice match, you can't rush to play high-quality, I'm afraid that someone will be in a trance and won't keep up and be hurt.

Sang Shan wanted to see if Jin Hanyi, a midfielder from Japan's legendary football school, could organize completely unfamiliar players and teach Yang Fanyuan, who only knew how to blind on the field with his head covered, a good lesson.

Finally, Yang Fanyuan was tired of playing, forced to hit the door, was blocked by Wu Yue, and kicked forward with his big foot.

Opportunity! Jin Hanyi did not hesitate, rushed forward, pointed at himself and shouted: "No. 10!" ”

Wang Yihao understood in his heart, this newcomer, who understands the ball, he was very happy, ran in place, turned around, carried the Qin Ying who was forced up, squeezed the position, jumped, and headed back to the point!

The ball obediently bounced towards Kim Han Il, who rushed forward, and Kim Han Yi shouted: "Good ball! ”

Seeing that Wang Yihao quickly sank his shoulders and made a gesture to the right, Qin Ying subconsciously squeezed him and didn't turn him around.

At this moment, Qin Ying immediately screamed badly, because he saw Jin Hanyi's smile, and before he could adjust his center of gravity, Wang Yihao had quickly pulled away to the left!

At the same time, Kim Han-yi ran to the ball, without the slightest pause, and pushed the ball with the arch of his foot, go, friend!

The football obediently rolled to Wang Yihao, who ran to the left.

"Fight him!" Qin Ying shouted as he rushed towards Jin Hanyi with a roar.

Qin Ying instantly realized that this new guy could cooperate with Wang Yihao!