There is no mess on the court when Lin Wenlei first came, the team's equipment, the players' training bags, and water cups are all neatly placed.

There were also rows of benches on the side of the pitch as he requested, and parents who were watching the training could only sit there to watch, and there was a sign in front of them prohibiting noise and movement.

The players also consciously stood on the court waiting for the arrival of the coaches, and their uniforms and protective gear were also uniform and complete.

Kong Ying recalled her previous impressions, expressed satisfaction with the current environment, and asked:

"Will unified management affect the children's free nature?"

Lin Wenlei ignored her, motioned for Xie Li to accompany Kong Ying, and walked to the middle of the team by herself:

"How does it feel to win?"

"Cool ..."

"Opponent? What would it be like?"

This time, the answer was messy, and even the blue thin shiitake mushrooms came out.

"Like that feeling? How? Think that's a silly question? Think I'm treating you like little kids?... No, you're kids, but I don't think you know this time! Because you don't know how strong your future opponents will be, and you don't know how much you'll have to pay to win. Unless you're not productive, you're always looking for a bad team to abuse the food. But I know, I also know it's better to win against a strong team! Whether you have to train or not has nothing to do with me, but it doesn't matter much, but if you want to win, keep winning, and win a strong team, you have to practice hard according to the training plan. ”

A few words extinguished the excitement of winning, and everyone became serious. The warm-up movements were all at a glance, so that Lin Wenlei stared at the side and didn't find a few problems.

This is followed by individual technical training, with each player having a customized training plan to either make up for shortcomings or strengthen strengths. There are high-speed, one-foot passing monkeys, and there are fast passes between two people, all of which have very detailed requirements.

This kind of customized training plan that is unique to Group A players makes them feel unique and cool. I also take my training very seriously.

Next is the team training match, the players are divided into four groups, wearing different colored vests, switching between attack and defense after breaking the ball, and going off the field to change to another team after conceding the ball.

What was unique to him was that he sent a note to each of them and asked not to speak.

"Play a fun game, there are undercover places on the note just now, one for each group, and the performance is that there will be one mistake for every three passes. After the game, you must choose the undercover agent in your mind, choose the right one without punishment, and choose the wrong one to be punished for squatting and jumping. Undercover agents can fool a team member and go unpunished, understand?"

The players are excited again and can't wait to start the game. Xie Li and Wang Xinze came to Lin Wenlei's side:

"Coach Lin, is there any point in this game?"

"They need to learn to look at the situation on the field, but also to look for the weaknesses of the opponent, but also to pay attention to the situation of their teammates, to look for weaknesses on the field at all times. After forming a habit, we will guide how to use and make up for it. ”

At the beginning, I had to be distracted from observation, and at the beginning, there were many mistakes on both sides, which made it more and more difficult to observe and judge.

"Will this affect the effectiveness of the training?"

Wang Xinze looked at the no longer smooth cooperation on the field, and asked worriedly.

And Lin Wenlei didn't care at all, he looked at the mess on the field happily, and replied:

"It's like wearing a sand belt and blindfolding, it doesn't affect it, and it's much easier to go back and concentrate on the game, right? Pay attention to keeping track of who adapts first. ”

Throwing the training of Group A to his assistant Wang Xinze, Lin Wenlei ran to Group B and the squad, and there was also an interest class to observe. I don't communicate with others, I keep taking a stopwatch, a notebook, and making comparisons. That is, there is obvious performance support, otherwise it would have been driven away as a neuropathy.

Lin Wenlei is not only relaxed in training, but also leisurely on weekdays. The file management, which used to take up a lot of time and energy, was also handed over to Xie Li, and even the football courses arranged by the daily physical education class were taught by Wang Xinze and Peng Yu.

So except for the afternoon training, his time is completely free, which makes Zheng Zheng, who finally finds time, particularly envious.

The two of them made an appointment to visit the coach Yu Tian when they visited the team, an old coach who was very good to them.

When Yu Tian was found, the nearly 60-year-old man was sitting next to the Jiangxia University stadium, watching the game between the two teams of students, sighing and shouting for the missed opportunities on the field.

When Yu Guang saw Lin Wenlei, the old man's movements stopped, and then he could almost jump up. grabbed Lin Wenlei:

"Wen Lei? Really?! Come and show me you! Is your leg healed?"

Lin Wenlei hurriedly calmed the old man's emotions, although he seemed to be in good spirits, he didn't dare to let him be so excited. I sat down on the steps and gave a general introduction to my situation.

"You kid has been playing football since he was a child, and he is the material for a dry coach, which is also the lost corner. It just so happens that my grandson is also learning to play football, so I'll take it with you, I'll go see it in the afternoon, and I'm curious about what team you can bring out..."

Yu Tian was the assistant coach of the Jiangxia City Sports Team at the beginning, and Lin Wenlei had high expectations for him as soon as he joined the team, but he didn't expect to be a coach instead, and he still handed over his grandson to him without asking anything.

Sitting in the stands, the old and the young chatted until noon, because they made an appointment with Jiang Meng, Coach Yu let them go.

When he saw Jiang Meng, he was black and thin, and he was wearing a red vest and riding a tricycle to drive out of the market. Seeing Lin Wenlei and solemnly standing at the gate of the market, Jiang Meng rushed the tricycle to the back of the security booth, took off the red vest and threw it into the tricycle box, and then took out a bottle of mineral water and carefully freshened up.

In fact, Jiang Meng's black and thin figure was seen from a long distance, and when Zheng Zheng shouted, he was pulled by Lin Wenlei. The two of them pretended to look around, and waited for Jiang Meng, who was wet on his head, to approach and say hello, and then pretended to find out.

"Brother Wen Lei, your leg is healed!"

Looking at Jiang Meng's face full of joy Lin Wenlei's nose was sour, the whole team belonged to him and Jiang Mengxiao back then, the two of them cooperated tacitly on and off the field, and they were also the most optimistic people, but after Lin Wenlei was injured, Jiang Meng moved directly, and then he was banned for one year, and then there was no more.

solemnly patted Lin Wenlei, and then joked with a smile:

"You won't hug and cry, will you? Why don't I go to the hotel and order some good food, and the two of you make out for a while?"

Jiang glared solemnly and snorted, turned his head and ignored him. The two of them also turned their faces because of their solemn stinky mouths. is introverted and sincere, and the other has a hearty and stinky mouth, that is, there is Lin Wenlei as a mutual friend, otherwise I don't know how many times I would fight.

"Jiang Meng, I am now teaching students to play football at Jiangxia International School, come and help me!"

Lin Wenlei didn't want to be hypocritical anymore, so he opened his mouth directly. Jiang Meng was as simple as ever, and nodded even if he agreed.