In the locker room of Sharjah Stadium, what Perrin did was very simple. First, he announced to all the players that Yi Zhe would be a member of the national team coaching staff from now on. Then he simply emphasized the tactics, then exited and changed clothes. Shi Rang came out and handed it over to Yi Zhe. From now on, Yi Zhe will have the final say in locker room mobilization and on-field command.
Yi Zhe was a little embarrassed because everyone praised him after the news was announced.
"Hey, welcome to Director Yi!"
"Come on, come on, croak croak croak!"
"Easy to coach! Easy to coach!"
Yi Zhe looked around and saw that the oldest Zheng Zhi was still sitting there. Sun Ke, who also had experience studying abroad, was also sitting there. In order to unite and forge ahead, Yi Zhe really didn't want to be picked on.
But now the atmosphere in the national team's locker room is so good. If they can win, Yi Zhe doesn't have the slightest idea of setting up a hill, so the atmosphere is naturally the same.
Yi Zhe cleared his throat. Since it was hard to refuse everyone's hospitality, he would not be pretentious.
"Brothers, in this game we strive to control the ball, try to take the first step, test it out, and wait for my signal."
It was brief and powerful, but as the captain, Zheng Zhi expressed his worries: "What... Director Yi, is it inappropriate to do this? Let others do it over us?"
Many players also showed similar expressions. Sun Ke even directly joked: "Guide Yi, why did you become a coward after going to Real Madrid?"
Yi Zhe glanced at it and saw the playful expressions on everyone's faces. He was sure that they were not serious, so he smiled and said: "Whether you are a coward or not, you have to let your feet do the talking on the court!"
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Yi Zhe quickly discovered the difference between the World Cup preliminaries and the Asian Cup. Even a team of Yin Lak's level dared to use their formation to attack the Chinese team in order to have the initiative to qualify. At the beginning of the game, Sun Ke received a pass from Yi Zhe and his shot was blocked. Yin Lak turned around and launched a quick counterattack. Ali Adnan made a diagonal pass from the wing and directly found behind the Chinese team's defense. Younis held the two defenders of the Chinese team, Zhang Linpeng. He and Mei Fang crushed directly towards the penalty area.
"Younis! It's him again! It's the veteran again!"
He Wei exclaimed, the opponent's movement speed was not fast at all, and even some Yi Zhe felt like an old man was playing football. He moved the ball with his feet with some staggering steps, but he just blocked the two defenders of the Chinese team behind him. He headed towards the penalty area!
At the critical moment, it was Yi Zhe who slid in from the side to save Wang Dalei when the opponent was about to challenge Wang Dalei.
"It's too dangerous! Younis is really becoming more and more demonic as he gets older. After so many years, he is still getting stronger and stronger! Fortunately, Yi Zhe..."
Yi Zhe looked up at the door and spat on the ground.
"WTF!"
He looked at the defenders of the national team and then at Younis on the opposite side. He knew about the forward Yin Lak in the system, but what made Yi Zhe angry was not that the player who once defeated the Chinese team twice in the world preliminaries was still as strong as an old monster, but that the column of his club in the system was blank. of!
What does it mean? At best they are called free agents, at worst they are unemployed old men, and all the defenders on the national team are earning tens of millions of dollars in annual salary in China!
Zhang Linpeng noticed Yi Zhe's eyes and raised her hand to cover the sun with a little embarrassment: "I made a mistake and faced the light..."
Yi Zhe slapped him hard on the shoulder and stared at him with his head tilted: "Fifth Master, is this a reason?"
In the first half, the Chinese team's situation was not at all proactive. Even Yin Lak, who was playing "home", was pressed into the Chinese team's half. Veteran Mohammed Younis played extremely eye-catchingly. His body as wide as a wall could almost He casually crushed the Chinese team's defenders at the front of the penalty area and created opportunities for teammates who came behind him. Midfielder Ali's volley straight into the penalty area forced Wang Dalei to fly and make a save with one palm. It was also a subconscious action. Extreme save from direct sunlight.
"Make some yarn! Press it up!"
Even the goalkeeper was dissatisfied. In the first ten minutes, the opponent made three consecutive attacks, but the Chinese team did not have a shot.
At this time, he saw Yi Zhe's gesture, gave up the idea of kicking the ball, passed the ball to center back Mei Fang, and began to advance through short passes along the back line.
The Yinlak team's forwards took advantage of the situation and collectively pressed hard, directly pressing in front of the Chinese team's defense. Fortunately, Yi Zhe retreated to the backcourt in time to respond. When he saw Mei's aggressive pressing, he subconsciously flicked the ball to him, as if The ball was roasted and felt like it was hot to the feet.
"My day!"
Yi Zhe couldn't help but complain in his heart, but he behaved very normally, as if the defense of the team he played for was a top team... Real Madrid couldn't count it out yet, but they didn't dare to guarantee it. In short, he is used to taking the blame like this, sideways blocking the pressing of Yin Lak's two players, turning 90 degrees with force and pulling the ball in front of him to face the attacking channel.
But just when he was about to take a shot, the Yinlak player behind him directly squeezed him with his body, and at the same time, the movement of his feet did not stop.
"Hey! Eunice! What kind of action is this!"
Yi Zhe's foot rhythm is very fast. He touches the ball the moment he takes off his foot and pushes the ball behind the defense. The whole action is faster than Younis's counterattack. Through the broadcast camera, everyone can see Younis's action, right hand It almost hit Yi Zhe's head, but he didn't even touch the ball and sent his whole body flying.
The players of the Chinese team immediately surrounded the referee, but the referee was very determined. He walked over and took out the red card from his trouser pocket and awarded it to Younis!
"Straight red! The referee Yin Ermatov from Uzbekistan is very fair!" He Wei immediately cheered loudly: "It is not an exaggeration to give Younis two red cards for this action! The thirty-six-year-old veteran deserves respect. ! But does he still think this is the Chinese team he once defeated twice? He completely lost to Yi Zhe’s experience, rhythm and control. Now, the offense and defense have changed!"
All the fans in front of the TV were in high spirits.
"Oh, I'll go! This Asian Golden Whistle is finally fair for once, so congratulations!" Some fans commented like this, obviously having a deep memory of the referee's history of punishing the Chinese team.
"Then it has to be because of Yi Zhe! Why should someone think highly of you if you are weak? If you have someone of Yizhe's level, do you think the AFC can't protect him?"
This is the truth. Look at the decisiveness of the referee. Players of Yi Zhe's level are unique in Asian football. Even Sun Xingmin has to be protected in Asian games, let alone Yi Zhe. The Football Federation protects Messi just as well, and even once planned to issue special rules.
The Yin Lak team began to gather around the referee to avenge their grievances, while Yi Zhe quietly called his teammates to his side.
ps: Today’s World Cup predictions:
Netherlands beats Qatar
Ecuador beats Senegal
The United States wins Yin Lang
England beat Wales
