Chapter 040 What happened?

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When Ronaldo came back and opened the door to the locker room, Yi Zhe had already finished what he wanted to do. This kind of energy output had already seen effects on Schuerle. He felt that Marcelo should be more effective. After all, Real Madrid's favorite It's not an injury, it's just that his confidence has been shattered by his long-standing on-field habits. The way to restore self-confidence is never to rely on words. Professional football is very complicated, but it is also a very pure field. Strength is the basis of everything.

"Yi, why did you lie to me?"

Ronaldo was unhappy but walked in with a puzzled look on his face, staring straight at Yi Zhe.

Yi Zhe shrugged his shoulders. Before he could say anything, Marcelo pulled Ronaldo over and attracted his attention.

In the training schedule of the day, Marcelo did not appear in the main group of Real Madrid, but was at the other end training with the substitute players under the leadership of David Bettoni.

Marcelo had already been mentally prepared for this arrangement by the coaching staff, but before the training started, Yi Zhe emphasized to him in a low voice: "Silva, be patient. Believe me, you will shock everyone soon. "

Although Marcelo believed that Yi Zhe would not trick him, he still couldn't control his curiosity: "Yi Zhe, what exactly did you do to me?"

"Experience it for yourself."

Yi Zhe just said this to him.

The training in the morning was unremarkable. Perhaps the biggest news for the media who came to watch the game was that Marcelo was temporarily removed from the main lineup.

This is interesting. They were the first to criticize him after the game, but now they are starting to worry about Marcelo.

"I would like to ask Mr. Zidane, is Marcelo's absence from the main lineup's joint training due to health or condition?"

"Marcelo is a popular player at the Bernabeu, does this mean he will lose his place in the team?"

Zidane just responded calmly: "This is the decision of the coaching staff. Regardless of physical reasons or game status, we think he needs a buffer. Of course, we also fully respect the voices of all Real Madrid fans."

This is also true. Zidane does believe that Marcelo's condition is not suitable for the next game. Based on the situation after the game, he has made plans to hide the Brazilian for a while to see the effects. The team's favorite is the team's favorite. No one in Real Madrid can make exceptions in the tactics involved in the game. These are two different things.

However, what he didn't know was that before the afternoon training started, Marcelo suddenly ran to the locker room in a hurry. When he saw Yi Zhe, he clasped his hands on his shoulders.

"Yi! Yi! Tell me, what kind of method is this?!"

Both sides of Yi Zhe's shoulders were painfully squeezed by his two iron-clamp-like palms. He grinned and asked, "What's wrong, Silva, what happened?"

Marcelo immediately started talking excitedly, even a little incoherently: "I had a very strange dream, Yi."

Marcelo told how realistic the game scenes he dreamed about, and how he practiced with these teammates as if there was a coach guiding them on the spot... Yi Zhe understood as soon as he heard that the energy of the system was working.

"So, have you found your problem? Silva?"

Marcelo chuckled: "Give me time, Yi, I feel like I can be faster!"

Yi Zhe was shocked and was speechless for a while. It was indeed different. I taught you the exercises so that you could replenish your brain and do something reliable on the field. Who asked you to strengthen your limbs? !

But then he thought about Xu Erle's current state, and Yi Zhe suddenly realized that it might have some effect.



Just half an hour into the afternoon training, Yi Zhe noticed that assistant coach David Bettoni ran to Zidane's ear and said a few words. Then Zidane went to the other end of the court to stare at the substitutes. of training.

This was definitely unusual, and Yi Zhe realized that it was Marcelo who had exploded.

This is also true. Zidane only watched the tactical confrontation of the substitutes for a few minutes before he was completely attracted by Marcelo's state.

It was only a noon interval, but his whole state seemed to have completely changed, and his assists were still strong. This is also the basis for his ability to maintain a foothold in Real Madrid. However, when his teammates sent the ball behind him, Marcelo suddenly quickly chased back. The speed made Zidane's eyelids jump. Moreover, in the high-speed confrontation, the accuracy of the tackle and the cleanness of his movements were unprecedented in him. Possessed.

"Speed ​​up the pace!"

"Speed ​​up the pace!"

Zidane gave such instructions throughout the training session. The training pace of the substitute side was even faster than that of the main team for the first time. However, Marcelo's level did not seem to be compromised at all, and he even had the energy to start commanding the defense. .

After the training, Zidane immediately asked Marcelo to stay and asked why, but he did not expect Marcelo's answer to be simple and direct.

"I don't know what happened, sir. Maybe you should ask Yi."

So Yi Zhe was called to Zidane.

"Yi, can you give me an answer? How did you magically do it?"

Yi Zhe glanced at Marcelo, who was standing next to him with an equally expectant look on his face. Faced with two equally expectant looks, the person involved was still in front of him and he couldn't make jokes to get through. How should he answer?

Yi Zhe smiled softly: "Nothing, sir, just some psychological adjustment techniques."

Marcelo immediately objected: "Hey, Yi, how dare you deceive Mr. Yi!"

Zidane is also waiting for more answers. Although he already somewhat believes it, he is still not very satisfied.

Yi Zhe noticed his gaze and smiled bitterly: "Sir, I am not a god... Do you believe there are gods in this world?"

Zidane winked and smiled: "Although many people believe in gods, if there is a god on the football field, I am it! Yi, do you believe it?"

A string of numbers 9 - 6 turned over in Yi Zhe's mind! The ceiling for a legendary star to be a head coach!

But this was just an opportunity for Yi Zhe to cover up.

"Ha! Sir, so no one has such ability, this is just Silva who defeated himself. Congratulations, Silva."

Seeing that Zidane couldn't figure out the reason, he let the two of them leave. Anyway, he was just the head coach. As long as the players' condition was up to standard, a little secret must be allowed. This is also the consciousness of being the coach of a wealthy club.

It's just that Marcelo is absolutely unwilling to give up. He doesn't believe that the real energy he can feel is also related to his mental state?

His eyes suddenly widened, he took two quick steps to catch up with Yi Zhe, and almost shouted: "Yi, are you a person with superpowers?"

Yi Zhe suddenly stopped and stared at him in surprise: "Man, what did you say?"

"Yi, tell me, are you a superpower?" Marcelo swallowed hard: "It's the kind of superpower described in the book that has some special ability or can control certain natural elements."

The more he talked, the more excited he became, but Yi Zhe deeply praised the domestic network's overseas achievements, because he was also a bookworm when he had nothing to do.

"It's too deep, Silva."

Marcelo then asked: "Yi, can I tell reporters about your ability?"

"you dare!"

Yi Zhe glared at him and raised his voice. This was his first reaction. He had to scare this guy.