In the Technician Academy, in Coach Shi's office. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Coach Shi locked himself up, turned off the incandescent lights, turned on the computer, and began to play the game recorded by Mai Duoti.

His back is a little rickety, his eyes are a little sloppy, like an abandoned house, watching a love action movie.

When he sees the wonderful shots, he will involuntarily press the pause button, ponder repeatedly, and write down his experience in a small notebook.

I have to say that Coach Shi is indeed a professional coach, and in terms of technical details, he deeply analyzes the game between No. 1 Middle School and Ganlin Middle School.

He repeatedly played some key details, studied the technical characteristics of the main players of the first middle school, and wanted to catch the loopholes in order to lay out targeted defensive and offensive strategies.

In a game of 90 minutes, Coach Shi broke the whole game and crumpled it, and spent nearly five hours studying.

This was undoubtedly a super intense physical and mental work, and when Coach Shi finished his research, his fingers were weak and weak, as if he was out of strength, and pressed the pause button.

Then he held his head in his hands, leaned back, leaned back in the chair, and muttered: "In terms of personal ability, the players of the Technician Academy are only slightly weaker than the players of the No. 1 Middle School, and the ability of individual players even exceeds that of most of the players of No. 1 Middle School, such as the core of the midfield, Ailier, he can completely blow up Alimu, Xiti, and Hu Nan in No. 1 Middle School!"

But in terms of overall strength, the first middle school surpasses the technician college too much, the wolf tactics of the first middle school to press and grab, the control style of play, the play style of large-scale mobilization of the left and right of the first middle school, and the sharp channel on the left of the first middle school!

These are all abilities that technician colleges do not have!

What to do? Just by the flash of inspiration of Ailier, then the Technician Academy will become the next Ganlin Middle School, which will be ruthlessly defeated by No. 1 Middle School and lose the hope of promotion! ”

Overworked, Coach Shi lit a cigarette and stimulated his nerves with the spicy taste of the cigarette.

A cigarette butt.

Two cigarette butts.

Three cigarette butts.

Four cigarette butts。。。。。。

In the blink of an eye, the ashtray in front of Coach Shi was full of cigarette butts.

"Damn! Is there really no way to deal with No. 1 Middle School? Is there no way to deal with Yuan Xiti? Is there no way to deal with Yuan Dongshuai? Coach Shi asked himself in annoyance.

The left hand holding the cigarette case shook unintentionally, and the video played, and Coach Shi's eyes were attracted.

The video played for about half a minute, but this half minute surprised Coach Shi more than the previous five hours.

"The relationship between them is unusual, we need to investigate it carefully!" Coach Shi muttered to himself.

"Wouldn't that be too much?" Coach Shi asked himself with a pitiful sense of morality.

"It's not too much at all, if Yuan Dongshuai can treat me like that, I will fight back, and it will be ten times more than a hundred times!" Coach Shi finally made a choice, that is, to spare no effort to deal with Yuan Dongshuai, Yuan Xiti and the first middle school team.

made a decision, and Coach Shi contacted Mai Duoti on his mobile phone: "You go to No. 1 Middle School to inquire。。。。。。 Did you hear me clearly? ”

The dark cells of Maidoti's whole body are activated: "Hear clearly! Don't worry, I'll make this matter clear! ”

"Don't let anyone find out about your intentions, keep this matter secret!" Coach Shi instructed.

"Understand, I will never divulge my intentions." Mai Duoti is a little more solemn, after all, this is related to whether you can get into the first middle school!

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Accepting Coach Shi's instructions, Mai Duoti immediately sent a leave report to the head teacher, and took the bus to No. 1 Middle School.

At this time, Yuan Dongshuai was worried: "Do I want to confess to Yutong?" If I'm too direct, won't she be burdened? If I'm not direct enough, won't she understand what I mean? ”

Yuan Dongshuai, who is not guarded, does not pay attention to the classroom at all, and the teacher who lectures is not surprised when he sees this, this madman has to think about life from time to time, and he can't control it at all, and he can't manage it at all.

The teacher automatically ignored Yuan Dongshuai, turned around and wrote on the blackboard: "The late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China。。。。。。 ”

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Yuan Dongshuai still didn't confess in the end, although he was crazy, he was not stupid, after indirect temptation, he felt the distance between Zhou Yutong and himself.

Since the love was unsatisfactory, the energetic Yuan Dongshuai vented his energy on the court.

"Crazy, do you still want to practice shooting?" Xiao Zhiyong, who was standing next to Yuan Dongshuai, asked.

Yuan Dongshuai shot a soccer ball with his head and let the ball hit the goal frame of the goal: "Keep practicing until my fallen leaf ball hits every shot!" ”

"You just save some effort! The day after tomorrow, you will take a plane to Hainan, you are so crazy to practice, it is easy to hurt yourself, and when the time comes, you will not be able to participate in the competition with the youth team of Hainan Coconut Horn Club. Xiao Zhiyong persuaded him.

"Don't worry, I know in my heart that I won't hurt myself." Yuan Dongshuai roared, in fact, in his heart, there was such a thought: "My heart has long been broken, hey, I am desperately practicing my skills, this is to heal the trauma of the soul." ”

Xiao Zhiyong didn't understand Yuan Dongshuai's true thoughts, so he sighed helplessly: "You can practice shooting for another hour, and after an hour, I asked the old man to turn off the lights on the court." ”

"No problem, an hour is an hour!" Feeling Xiao Zhiyong's concern for him, Yuan Dongshuai did not die and made compromises and concessions.

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In the blink of an eye, an hour was over, Xiao Zhiyong and Yuan Dongshuai stood shoulder to shoulder and left the training base of the city's youth team.

At this time, the spring cold was still there, and both of them wrapped themselves in down jackets and slowly walked on the streets of Karamay City.

"Let's go for a late-night snack."

"Okay, I'm hungry!"

The two of them were familiar with each other, and came to Yu and Yu, who often go, and ordered barbecue and drinks.

It's evening, the diners haven't completely dispersed, and the pair of war knives of Yuan Dongshuai and Xiao Zhiyong are very famous.

Many people recognized them, so the two of them did their homework before the formal meal, and finished taking photos with enthusiastic fans.

Yu and Yu's boss was very shrewd, and when he saw that Yuan Dongshuai and Xiao Zhiyong often came to eat, he arranged the dishes that the two often ordered

"Knife Recipe".

The menu of the knife recipe is very ordinary, but the price tag is 50% higher than the ordinary dish.

That said, many diners are willing to pay more for the knife recipe, which is known as the star effect.

However, Yuan Dongshuai and Xiao Zhiyong don't have to spend a higher price to taste the war knife recipe, not only will they not pay a high price, but the two of them can generally have a good meal at half price.

For no other reason, Yu and Yu borrowed the fame of the two of them and launched a war knife recipe and gave them half the price, which was an act of compensation.

Eating the barbecue of Yu and the fish, Yuan Dongshuai said with great satisfaction: "Lao Xiao, tell me, is the youth team of Hainan Coconut Horn Club good to deal with?" ”

Xiao Zhiyong shook his head and said, "It's not easy to deal with, it's very difficult to deal with!" ”

"No, their results are not outstanding, although they are the youth team of the Chinese league team, but since the start of the national youth league, they have scored the fewest goals!" Yuan Dongshuai told the news he knew.

Obviously, in terms of information gathering, Xiao Zhiyong is more powerful and comprehensive: "They really score very few goals, but they also concede very few goals.

In the youth team of the Coconut Horn Club, there is a super strong goalkeeper named Yin Satin Hong, this goalkeeper is high and low, and only let his goal be broken once, this time, it is an own goal caused by his own defender! ”

"It's just a goalkeeper, and you can't resist the attack of the city's academy! Think about it, when our striker has a single chance many times, he can't be so lucky every time and clear the striker's shot! ”

"Hey, madman, you underestimate this Yin satin red too much, he is already the main goalkeeper of the national junior team, and he also has experience in playing against foreign strikers, such a goalkeeper, his strength is definitely the top among his peers!"

Top notch!! Hearing Xiao Zhiyong's evaluation of Yin Satin Hong, Yuan Dongshuai's heart became hot, he just wanted to compete with the top masters, only in this way could he find his shortcomings and improve his strength!

Yuan Dongshuai, who was hot in his heart, took a sip of his drink and said: "I will go to Hainan the day after tomorrow, and I will compete with the Coconut Horn Club the day after tomorrow, hehe, I have a little excitement when I think about it!" ”

"I also have a little excitement, win the Coconut Horn Club youth team, we can be in the top 32!"

"I don't know if the youth team of Tianshan Snow Eagle Club can win, I hope they don't drop the chain, don't be defeated before they meet our city youth team!" (To be continued.) )