On the second day of training, Bendtner was late even before the training started, and his condition was extremely poor. He only participated in half a day of training before being kicked out of the tactical training by Heijin. He spent the afternoon jogging on the sidelines to recover.
And this gave reporters even more reason to ridicule him.
"Niklas Bendtner is in such terrible shape!"
"Perhaps he is completely not qualified to occupy a starting position with us. Why doesn't Heijin consider young people in the echelon?"
"Compared to Yi, he simply doesn't deserve to be a professional player!"
In short, his condition is very poor, which also affects the team's condition. Everyone knows that the team has no forward now, and the only one cannot be counted on. Naturally, some people will complain.
It's just that Yi Zhe didn't expect Bendtner and Perisic to almost fight in the training base because of one or two words! Fortunately, he was quick and rushed over to catch the two of them.
"Barbarian from the Balkans! Are you qualified to give me advice?"
"At least I won't be like you, a weak-footed loser!"
Fortunately, Yi Zhe held the two of them and a conflict was avoided when Hei Jin couldn't see it.
He directly pulled Perisic back to the locker room with a serious expression, not because the two of them were fighting, but because several teammates around him should have been faster than him, but they were in a state of watching a show.
This is not a good sign.
"You've gone too far, Ivan." Yi Zhe said directly.
"Yi, you can't talk to him just because you share the same apartment with him! Who is he? He ruined the team's victory and he still wants to give me advice."
Yi Zhe laughed: "Huh? I didn't expect that you, Ivan, also care about victory. This will be easy to handle."
He took out a tape recorder from his backpack, knocked it directly on the table, and then looked at everyone: "We are teammates, guys, Nick needs help now. But if you still have opinions, I'll give you a chance to yell out. !”
The teammates looked at each other in confusion, not knowing which song Yi Zhe was singing.
"Haha! Yi, are you sure?"
"Yi, of course we have no problem, but do you dare to show it to that guy Nick? Aren't you afraid that he will kick you out of the house?"
Yi Zhe blinked: "This is not a question for you to consider. I just ask you if you dare?"
…
Since living together, the two went home together after training every day. Even though Bendtner was in a bad mood, he was still waiting for him, which made Yi Zhe determined to help him.
"Nick, come with me tonight and go somewhere."
"Where to go? No need, Yi, I just want to go home now."
Bendtner was in a very depressed mood, but he finally compromised, and Yi Zhe played a mystery game on him.
"Go somewhere where you can feel like yourself, Nick."
…
The two went directly to the venue of an amateur futsal club next to their residence. Yi Zhe had already set foot on it and rented it for one night.
"Yi, you brought me here? Let's go back."
This guy resisted almost out of instinct, but Yi Zhe grabbed him and said, "You've already come, and now it's not up to you to have the final say. Nick, when we come to the venue, can you still resist coming out?"
Yi Zhe turned on the tape recorder and placed it on the sidelines. He came to the goal on one side and acted as goalkeeper, facing Bendtner with a football at his feet.
All kinds of unpleasant and obscene words came from the tape recorder, and Yi Zhe turned the volume to the maximum. In the quiet stadium, his ears were filled with such sounds.
"Damn you! Go back to your England!"
"What else can you do but waste your opportunity!"
"Idiot! I've had enough of you!"
Bendtner couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Yi, am I just here to listen to these boring things?"
He turned around and was about to leave, but Yi Zhe spoke from behind: "If you don't want to really become a waste, you not only have to listen, but you also have to kick the ball into the goal behind me!"
Bendtner turned back and smiled at him: "Yi, thank you for coming up with such a way to help me, but it's useless. You are not a professional goalkeeper at all. Can I score a goal in a real game if I beat you? "
"How do you know if you don't try?" Yi Zhe answered him loudly: "Even I can't win. This is the ability of Arsenal's genius? Nick, you should know the old man's temper. Based on your performance in the last game, if you continue, Do you think you’ll still have a chance to prove yourself? Or do you just want to prove that you’re a loser who will fall apart after a beating?”
Bendtner stopped, and probably was stimulated. He turned around and kicked directly towards the goal. A standard futsal field is 38-42 meters long and 18-22 meters wide. Compared to a standard futsal field which is 90-120 meters long and 45-90 meters wide, it is less than half the size, so in the five-a-side football field In human-made football, half-court shooting is an operation that professional players can completely achieve.
But this time Bendtner's shot was directly blocked by Yi Zhe who moved quickly. Behind him is a five-a-side goal that is also 2 meters high and 3 meters wide, and is more than half the size of a standard football field. Yi Zhe is prepared, so it is not a particularly difficult operation for a professional player like him.
"Come again! What's the point of a sneak attack? Really defeat me! Good-for-nothing Nick!"
Bendtner was instantly angered and rushed towards Yizhe with the ball.
"Hey, that's right, good-for-nothing Nick, come on!"
Hearing Yi Zhe shouting the same thing, and a group of voices calling trash from the recorder nearby, Bendtner really hit the goal with a kick that hit the crossbar.
"Oh--trash! Come on!"
Yi Zhe stood in front of the door and kept making noises. This was how he stimulated Bendtner.
Initially, he was not sure whether it would have any effect, but when he saw Bendtner gradually calming down after half an hour, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Come on! Come on!"
"Trash! Come here!"
Yi Zhe continued to stimulate Bendtner in this way, and the goal behind him was penetrated again and again.
Yi Zhe had been observing Bendtner's condition, and when he saw that his physical fitness had declined, he immediately abandoned the door and stepped out of the tiger's mouth to grab food.
"Trash! Take the move!"
Yi Zhe went out with all his strength, but he saw Bendtner rushing directly in front of him with the ball, hitting his legs and hitting the goal directly.
The ball went in and the two fell together.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Yi Zhe stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand to Bendtner: "Man, do you still doubt yourself now?"
Bendtner lay on the ground with his mouth wide open and breathed in, and asked: "Thank you, Yi, is this how you become stronger?"
Yi Zhe smiled: "You can't learn my secret to becoming stronger, but you are lucky, Nick, I specialize in all kinds of impossible things! It turns out that genius Bendtner was only temporarily lost, right?"
Bendtner stretched out his hand: "Yes, Yi, thank you, but now those damn voices should disappear."
Yi Zhe smiled and walked over and turned off the recorder: "Haha! If you have any difficulties, you can still come to me, Nick, don't say it's impossible."
Yi Zhe guest-starred as a psychotherapist for the first time. He was not sure whether such a wild approach would work, but with the current situation of the team, it had to work even if it didn't work.
