"No...... No, it must be a mistake!" Mark, who reacted, shook his head at the numbers on the screen and muttered, he couldn't accept that his numbers were so bad. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he played as a substitute in the Under-17s, he didn't think his ability was so unbearable. He plays Pro Evolution Soccer and is an old soccer gamer, so he naturally knows what level this score is.

At this level, it is impossible to play in the first team of Dortmund, and he can't even play in the Bundesliga, and in the relegation team of the Bundesliga, players of this value are also marginalized.

This kind of ability can only play in the Bundesliga, or even ...... The German Bundesliga, or most likely the regional league, is the fourth tier of German football.

I've been playing football for 10 years, but do I only deserve to go to the fourth division?

No, there must be something wrong with it!

He turned his attention to Zhou Yi for help, hoping to get support from Zhou Yi.

But Zhou Yi pointed to the column of physical data and said to Mark: "See for yourself, Mark, does the data on this really reflect your physical fitness?"

Then he cut to the attacking column and said, "Forty-four shots, in all fairness, Mark, do you think your shooting skills are superb? ”

Mark's mouth was open, but he didn't make a sound.

Zhou Yi analyzed them one by one, based on what he had observed after training with Mark for such a week.

By the end, Mark was speechless.

Zhou Yi said: "I know you think this is incredible, and you don't want to admit it. But here's the truth, it's your true level. ”

Looking at Mark's expression, Zhou Yi thought of his performance when he first saw his stats, and it was estimated that it was similar to Mark's estimation - his mind was full of doubts about whether he could continue to play.

These cold numbers are not emotional, but they truly reflect his level at that time.

Nothing beats the numbers to tell.

Believe it or not, the numbers are here.

Mark couldn't hold his head up when he was said. Zhou Yi guessed that he must have begun to doubt whether he was right to choose the path of football.

I modeled it myself for special training with him, not to undermine his self-confidence and make him doubt himself.

So he patted Mark on the shoulder: "First of all, Mark. Only by facing up to your weaknesses can you improve. If you don't even know what your own weaknesses are, how do you know which direction to work in? So being weak is not a big deal. Besides, isn't our special training just to improve our strength? If you're strong, then what's the special training?"

Speaking of special training, Mark's attention finally shifted from self-doubt and self-denial: "By the way, aren't we going to have special training? Zhou Yi, why are you doing it with me?"

"It's part of the training. After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he created a new character and began to pinch his face, and this time Mark could see that Zhou Yi was pinching himself.

When Zhou Yi was about to finish pinching, he complained: "It's not fair, you make yourself very handsome!"

Zhou Yi looked surprised: "Isn't this me?"

Mark shook his head and waved his hand: "Not at all!"

"Jealousy!" After Zhou Yi convicted Mark, he pressed the OK button, and the appearance of the virtual Zhou Yishuai was frozen and preserved.

followed by the setting of height, weight, and jersey wearing style, which is very in line with Zhou Yi's own real situation.

Finally, there are the attributes that Mark focuses on the most. As a fan of Zhou Yi, he naturally thinks that Zhou Yi's strength is above him, and what he is stronger than Zhou Yi may only be physical strength.

Mark's own physical strength is 70, which is actually not much better in the physical fitness column. But people can stick to the whole game without exhaustion and near collapse.

He watched Zhou Yi set up his own data.

Fifty-one shots, forty-seven headers...... Short pass eighty-one!

"Wow!" Mark let out an exclamation at the sight of the number.

But Zhou Yi immediately dialed the joystick back again, and the number began to decrease, from eighty-one to seventy before stopping.

"I didn't keep it, but I set it up too much. Zhou Yi explained.

"......Shhhh

After a while, when he saw Zhou Yi in the "Vision" column, he kept pushing the joystick to the right and didn't let go, and the number was beating rapidly, from the initial forty to ninety-nine, he couldn't help but ask: "Didn't catch it again?"

Zhou Yi let go of the joystick, but did not pull it back.

"No, I'm that tall. ”

"Ninety-nine?!" Mark was shocked. "Full value!How is this possible?!"

"It's hard to explain, but I'm really talented in this regard......" Zhou Yi said unceremoniously.

"That can't be full value, how can you grow like this?"

"I don't need to grow up on this. Zhou Yi said it was so bold that Mark wanted to beat him. "What I need to grow is passing, shooting, stamina, strength...... These things. But vision is my talent, and this thing needs to be upgraded, so how do I mess up? How do you think I can assist two goals against you? I can see all the gaps in your formation!"

Regarding Zhou Yi's words, Mark thinks that he is bragging, and it is quite common for teenagers to brag.

He didn't continue to argue with Zhou Yi, but just snorted twice, indicating that he didn't believe it.

Zhou Yi didn't bother to explain to him, anyway, he would understand sooner or later.

Build your own character, save the exit, and replace both of them with the two substitutes in Dortmund's team. Zhou Yi chose the Master League mode and chose Dortmund as the manipulation team.

Enter the game mode, swap yourself and Mark into the main lineup, and start playing.

In the game settings before starting the game, Zhou Yi chose to fix the cursors of both controllers, so that he could choose a specific player.

Zhou Yi chose himself, and let Mark choose himself.

While reading the game, Zhou Yi explained to Mark how he was going to train:

"It's very simple, in the game you only control yourself, I only control myself, you're the striker, I'm the midfielder, your job is to run and take my pass and shoot the ball into the goal. ”

"Sounds simple. Come on, come on, watch me score five goals in one game!" Mark was already eager to try.

"Don't be funny, I've set it on a five-star difficulty. ”

As he spoke, the game had begun, and after quickly pressing the previous entry animation, it was finally time to start the game.

Mark really can only control himself, and Zhou Yi is the same.

Originally, Mark thought it would be easy, play a game, who wouldn't? He's a master of soccer games!

But when a game is played, he looks at the "0" behind Dortmund's name in a daze, Dortmund has not scored a goal, and he has not scored a goal......

It took a long time before he suddenly shouted: "This is impossible!"

Zhou Yi spread his hands helplessly beside him: "How is this impossible? You are simply running blindly...... If you look at the statistics of this game, Dortmund is offside 11 times in a game, and you contributed to it! You can be offside 11 times in a half-time game for five minutes, and I really convince you...... I retract what I thought you had good tactical awareness and movement......"

"No, no, it's the first time I'm playing a one-man mode, it's a bit unusual, sometimes you're in control of the ball at the back and I'm just ...... the screen," Mark explained.

"Wouldn't you look at the minimap? Besides, you haven't played the 'Green Legends' mode?" Zhou Yicai didn't believe Mark's explanation.

"This ...... Not used to it, not used to ......"

"Come again. Don't think it's easy. Although you control it with a joystick, it is actually your own brain and your ability to find space and position in the field. ”

Mark was silent. In the game just now, he has fully seen Zhou Yi's ability to find vacancy, and he will always remind himself to run up and down...... It turned out that those places were empty, but there were times when he couldn't see them.

In this way, the two of them launched a "special training" in full swing with a controller and a game console.

In the end, the two of them went to bed an hour later than usual to end today's "special training".

Rubbing his thumb that was a little sour, Mark frowned and said, "No matter how well the game is done, after all, it is just a game, and it can't perfectly simulate the real situation." Will we use games for special training...... Not very professional, huh?"

"There's no way, you have also seen the specific content of this special training, in fact, you run and pass it on, but just the two of us, if there are no more people to cooperate, there is no way to practice. I can only simulate it in the game, anyway, that's what it means, looking for a sense of cooperation, you have to get used to the way I play. Zhou Yi spread his hand.

"Hmm......" Mark nodded. "You're used to the way I play. ”

Zhou Yi opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

What he wants to say is that he actually knows a lot about Mark's way of playing - since he came to Dortmund, he has moved Mark to the main squad in FIFAOL3, and he has been training with him every night in his sleep, and he is already very familiar with Mark's way of playing. The special training he came up with now was really to improve Mark's strength and allow him to keep up with his own ideas.

But when he said this, he couldn't explain why to Mark.

People with secrets are in this trouble, there are so many things that cannot be explained, that they cannot be said.

"Well, although I have been scolded by you many times in the special training, I still thank you, Zhou Yi. You've given me some confidence in my future. ”

"Stupid, of course you can't lose to your sister. Zhou Yi clenched his fists and said. "Not only to be a qualified professional footballer, but also to become a big star!

"Yes, to become a big star, to become a legend and a legend of Dortmund!" Marc also clenched his fists and shouted.