Maybe Eva heard the call in Lin Yi's heart, and another day of training was far more ferocious than before. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the first two days, from eating nutritious meals to running, it was all so that Lin Yi's body could adapt, although it was impossible to adapt so quickly. But because of the urgency of time, today, I have to go up the intensity.

However, Old Zola and Eva are also experts who have been studying physical training for two generations, and they can both feel that Lin Yi's physical fitness is very good.

This kind of goodness is not only the result of professional training, but also the innate conditions and acquired balanced nutrition.

So, after the first day of adaptation, they added intensity to Lin Yi's training session.

Although Lin Yi sometimes looks reluctant and wants to die, it is certain that all his training items have reached the level they should have.

After high-intensity training every day, Lin Yi's body was in a tense state, but Eva was pleasantly surprised to tell her father privately that Lin Yi's physical level was indeed improving rapidly.

But the elder Zola believes that it is more appropriate to say that it is not so much an improvement as a recovery.

After a week of training like this, Lin Yi came to the high-end box of the Verodlom Stadium with Zola Sr. and Eva Zola for another league game.

Old Zola sat comfortably on the sofa, stilted Erlang's legs and said to Lin Yi: "Oh! The last task that Didier kid gave me was to take you to see today's game. He asked me to tell you that he wanted you to do some research on the habits of Gignac and Valbuena and Andre Ayew. Chances are, the four of you will be a new attacking duo for the team......"

Lin blinked, he knew that Deschamps couldn't have brought himself here to train here.

Didier Deschamps needs a playmaker who can shine quickly, and Marseille's defence is mediocre, but what's even more terrifying is that their attack on the pitch is always like headless flies.

Since Samir Nasri's departure, it seems like it's been a long time since they've had a good striker.

Deschamps sometimes wished he could be ten years younger, so that he would be able to play much better than the current group of young people!

"Lin! You must know that Valbuena is not tall, but he is very fast, so you are not suitable for him to pass high balls, which is a big test for Tai, and ......" Lao Zola, who was staring at the kick-off on the field, told Lin Yi about the characteristics of the players.

But Eva quickly reached out and poked her father, and old Zola turned his head to see that Lin Yi seemed to be asleep.

He stretched out his hand to wake Lin Yi up, but was stopped by Eva, "Dad, let him sleep!" He knows all this about you. ”

Old Zola frowned, "How do you know?" ”

"Every day after training, he will study the information of the team players, and I see that the hard drive where the video is stored in his computer has more than 100 video materials."

"Who can guarantee what is in it, and what products are not suitable for Japanese children!" After old Zola muttered like this, he suddenly raised his voice, "Wait? What is he doing every night! How do you know? ”

Eva glanced at her dad without changing her face, "In order to keep his nutrition balanced, I send him some fruit every night...... Why, isn't that okay? ”

Old Zola didn't say anything more, Didier, why does this task you have assigned to the old man make me feel so dangerous......

The game was tightly contested and Marseille didn't seem to have much of an advantage.

This can be seen from the situation in many local taverns in Marseille, where Joan Andy staggered into a tavern, and before he could ask for a drink, he saw a man slam his glass on the ground.

"! Jordan this idiot! He's embarrassed to call it that way! Do you see him flying? ”

"Hey! Don't be angry with my glass, man! ”

"Less nonsense! I'll pay! Bring me two more glasses of gin! It's fucking infuriating! This competition, Marseille is really over this year! With this midfield, what is the difference with Toulouse? I think their manager is better than them when he plays! ”

"I said Brother Marco, don't complain! Since Samir was taken away by Arsene Wenger, when have we seen a good midfielder? That's pretty good now, isn't it? ”

Joe Andy threw his camera bag down the bar and leaned against the table, "Waiter, bring me a beer!" ”

The beer was quickly on the table, and Joe Andy took a big sip, letting the bubbles hit his throat. Feeling this long-lost comfort, "Ah, good wine!" It's still the wine from my hometown that tastes the most! Much better than Munich stout! ”

The owner of the bar staggered over and said, "Young man, you're back from Germany?" ”

"Yes! I went to school in Germany and haven't been back for several years! Isn't this just graduated, thinking about going home and getting a job here! ”

"What are you studying?" The owner of the bar still has a good impression of this young man who praises his beer.

Joe Andy pouted at the photographer, "If you study journalism, you're going to find a newspaper or something." I just got a job, and the newspaper asked me to follow Marseille to cover the football here, so why don't I come and experience the atmosphere? But it doesn't look like things are going well in Marseille right now. ”

The bar owner smiled wryly, "yes, lad, where are you a fan?" ”

"Paris Saint-Germain ......"

The boss nodded, and when he turned around, he gave the guy a brain breakdown, "Who asked you to add so much wine to him!" Bastard. ”

Joe Andy looked at the big screen, took out his phone boredly, and watched the game in Paris at the same time on the webcast.

Lin Yi finally woke up at halftime, not because he woke up. Rather, it was because he slipped off the couch.

He wiped his face and stood up, "Ah! How many to many? ”

Old Zola looked worried, "Fortunately, it's still 0-0, but if it goes on like this, I think we're going to get worse sooner or later." ”

Lin Yi looked at the field, the main players had returned to the locker room to rest, and at the moment on the field were the substitute players of the two teams warming up.

Eva also frowned, obviously, from her childhood exposure to Marseille, she should also support Marseille. Watching her home team being suppressed by her opponent made her nervous.

Lin Yi looked at the schedule, this is already the thirtieth round of the league, and there are eight rounds left, and the league is about to end.

Judging from the current situation, there should be little hope of winning the championship.

Lin Yi is not a person who is accustomed to pinning his hopes of success on the defeat of his opponent, so he very sensibly gave up the idea of winning eight consecutive rounds and losing three games in Paris to win the championship himself.

Zola touched his round belly, "These boys, their understanding is simply too bad!" Hey, it's a pity that Didier paid for it. ”

Lin Yi didn't answer his words, but just went back and leaned back on the sofa, seeing that it meant that he definitely wanted to go on a date with Zhou Gong's daughter.

Now old Zola was a little unhappy, "Boy! I'm here to feel the atmosphere of the live game! It's not for you to get a good night's sleep! ”

Lin Yi muttered as if he couldn't even open his eyes, "What's there to feel?" It's not that I haven't seen it. If you have time to watch this, you might as well sleep and go back at night to study a few more videos of past games. A game, it doesn't mean anything. ”

Old Zola was helpless, he couldn't hold up Lin Yi's eyelids. He had no choice but to pick up the food provided in the box to vent, and before he could eat a few bites, he was snatched away by Eva's hand.

"Dad, look at your current size? Still eating? Are you too embarrassed to know about the players' physical training? ”

"I ...... I'm a master of theory! Just tell them how! I'm a lot older, do you still want me to teach them by word and deed? ”

"Oops! You two don't quarrel, I'm still sleeping! How about taking care of the players? ”

"You ......" you slept in this box, and you still slept reasonably!

Without waiting for the father and daughter to get mad, Lin Yi continued: "I think, I should apply to go back to training with the team tomorrow." If you don't go back, the season is over......"

Old Zola glared, but didn't say anything, if he had to go back to training tomorrow, maybe he should really have a good rest today.

At the beginning of the second half, the old man suddenly reacted. Isn't the day after the game day a rest?

He turned his head to look at Lin Yi, but saw that Lin Yi had already snored evenly.

Marseille were also unable to win against Lille in the end, drawing 0-0 at home to Lille.

At the post-match press conference, many reporters asked questions about Marseille's lack of attacking strength.

Deschamps, who has always been calm, was stopped by reporters this time, in fact, he himself did not know what happened to his team.

Although the physical strength of the midfield has indeed decreased compared to the beginning of the season, the team's attack should not be so weak!

Injuries have been used as an excuse before, but many of the players who have been injured have returned to this game, and it should have been a beautiful comeback.

Who would have thought that the team would continue to decline for several rounds, until it was mentioned by reporters, Deschamps realized that his team had not won several rounds in a row.

Coupled with the exit of the French Cup, the morale of the team has now fallen to a certain level.

Just when Deschamps was a little embarrassed, a reporter suddenly asked, "Coach Deschamps!" After losing the French Cup before, you said that you would surprise us soon! I think everyone here is as curious as I am, what exactly is your surprise? Also, after this short time, what is the future that will be considered a short time? You're not going to make us wait until the end of the season, are you? Maybe it's been too long! ”

This time, it seems to remind other reporters.

"Yes, Mr. Deschamps, what about the surprise?"

"Where's the surprise?"

"That's right! Surprise! ”