After successfully winning the European Golden Boy Award, he didn't realize that he could unlock new skills until the system popped up a prompt.
"Dear, congratulations on winning an important personal championship: the European Golden Boy Award! To be qualified to unlock more advanced functions, please choose the [Personal Special Skill Improvement] or [Coach Perspective Ability] skill direction."
Yi Zhe was stunned for a moment and sighed that the system had so many surprise gift packages! Now you can also choose your skill direction independently.
He thought for a while and clicked [Coach Perspective Ability] - Although the signature skills of various stars are hugely attractive, Yi Zhe is very confident that he should be able to deal with opponents like the Asian Cup now, but these teammates are destined not to be like the Wolves. The people in Bao are so easy to lead...
Yi Zhe quickly discovered a new world in the system. Not only could he freely combine different formations in simulated games, but he could also see the status of each teammate, as well as the morale index of his team and his opponents.
For example, the morale index of the Chinese team before the first game was three stars.
"Dear, three stars means that the team is in good enough shape to perform at a normal level, four stars means that the team is in excellent shape, and five stars means that the team is in great shape and has a chance to upset a strong opponent... Because the Chinese team The historical record against Saudi Arabia in the past ten years has been at a disadvantage, which has had an impact on the team's morale."
Yi Zhe took another look at Saudi Arabia's morale index, which was only one and a half stars.
"The Saudi team just finished the West Asia Gulf Cup ten days ago. The core player Shamlani has not recovered from his injury, and the team is at a low point."
As soon as he saw the opponent's state, Yi Zhe knew it was safe. After playing two simulation games, he immediately became more confident. The Chinese team had the advantage from the scene to the score, and the opponent did not behave like the traditional strong teams in Asian football.
But the next day, Yi Zhe didn't expect Perrin to call him directly into the room in front of the entire coaching staff.
"Yi, I noticed that you seem to know a lot about Saudi Arabia? I want to hear your opinion."
Yi Zhe didn't expect to be able to use the [Coach's Perspective Ability] so soon. The head coach even opened a preset game tactical formation chart to him.
Yi Zhe found that the coaching staff was prepared to focus on stability in this game and return to the traditional 4-2-3-1 formation, and he appeared in the attacking midfielder position.
Seeing all the coaches' eyes on him, Yi Zhe took a deep breath. Before, he would have never dared to speak rashly, but now he did have something to say.
"I have no problem with the formation, sir. I can play any position in the midfield, but... sir, are we planning to defend and counterattack in this game?"
Before Perrin could speak, Li Tie, the Chinese coaching staff next to him, spoke: "Yi Zhe, you have been in Europe all year round, so you may not know much about Asian teams...Saudi Arabia is our victim. There are old and strong teams, so let everyone resist first." In the first half, we will look for opportunities to counterattack in the second half, so that we can at least try not to lose."
Yi Zhe frowned. If he hadn't done his homework in the system, he wouldn't have known that he could still think like this.
It seems that it is not surprising that the national team always falls behind at critical moments...
"Sir, on the contrary, we should press out and attack!" Yi Zhe said directly to Perrin, while explaining the opponent's situation introduced by the system, and added: "So the opponent's condition is at a low period, and in this game we The fans will definitely occupy the entire stadium! We are equivalent to having home field advantage! And winning the first game will maximize everyone’s confidence!”
"Yi Zhe..." Li Tie's face darkened, a little unhappy with Yi Zhe's "stubbornness".
"Sir, believe me! You said that the Chinese team needs to play tough football, of course we should press our opponents!"
Yi Zhe only pays attention to the coach's attitude. As for Li Tie... At Wolfsburg, not even the team's technical director has the right to interfere in the coach's tactical decisions.
Peilan thought for a moment and nodded to Yizhe: "Yi, your suggestion is very valuable."
Li Tie frowned beside him, doubting this risky way of playing. He even had thoughts about Yi Zhe: Are young people too aggressive? Do they think that because of their ability, they don't need to be responsible for losing?
Yi Zhe also secretly criticized this so-called "excellent local coach" - at this level, is he qualified to join the national team coaching staff?
…
January 10th came the day of the Asian Cup.
When the Chinese team arrived at the Brisbane Stadium, the competition venue, on the organizing committee bus with its exclusive team emblem printed on it, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.
There was still an hour before the start of the game, and the outside of the stadium had completely turned into a sea of red. Chinese fans wearing red jerseys and holding national flags became the absolute protagonists. This was in Brisbane, but the scene in front of me was just like this. Even the local Australian neutral fans became outliers in the crowd.
When the Chinese team bus arrived, everyone cheered with all their strength.
"Come on Team China!"
"Come on Team China!"
"3:0! 3:0!"
Yi Zhe was even more wildly sought after by the fans. He saw the banner displayed by the Dragons fans club - The Rising Eastern Dragon!
Yi Zhe's expression condensed. If this sentence is applied to the current Chinese team... he is putting all his hopes on himself.
He was just about to follow the team into the stadium when a shout suddenly rang out from beside him.
"Brother Zhe!"
"Brother Zhe! Come on!"
Several people rushed out from the crowd nearby, ran directly to Yi Zhe, and bowed deeply to him.
"Big Bear, you guys..."
Yi Zhe was surprised and moved. He saw his good brother Zhao Xiong and the friends who had pursued dreams with him.
He understood that although these brothers were no longer qualified to stand on this court, they were all here to support him.
He turned around and bowed deeply to these former brothers and all the fans present: "We will do a good job!"
This scene outside the court became a highlight in front of the pre-game warm-up camera, but the group even bowed all the way and watched Yi Zhe follow the team into the court.
On the domestic Internet, fans made jokes.
"That's it, brothers, bow three times and it's done! Hahaha!"
"Holy shit! Is it an undercover agent or a devil upstairs? This is not a joke! Are you sending off the national football team?"
In the on-site locker room, a simple ceremony was performed before the game started. The national team staff rolled out a cake - today is the birthday of the national team's starting goalkeeper Wang Dalei.
"Brothers, run and kick! Trust me, crush them! Happy birthday to Big Thunder!"
"Happy birthday Big Thunder!"
"Happy birthday!"
Head coach Perrin just looked at everyone silently. There is no better motivation than this reason.
Yi Zhe and his teammates stepped onto the Brisbane Stadium to welcome their first national team competition. The first moment they walked into the stadium, the surrounding stands were ablaze with red, and all they heard were familiar cheers.
"Chinese team!!!"
"Chinese team!!!"
"Chinese team!!!"
CCTV commentator He Wei, who was at the scene, was very moved: "Look at this scene, today's Brisbane Stadium will be an ocean belonging to the Chinese team! The 30,000 fans will be the most powerful support and the most loyal witness. Readers - witness how Yi Zhe's debut in the national team competition will shock Asian football!"
Even Yi Zhe's face was not calm. It was the first time for him to enjoy home court treatment in a foreign country.
