Chapter 101 King of Volume
When Tang Xingmei walked to the stairs on the first floor, she heard continuous muffled bangs coming from the direction of the gym inside.
She walked over and saw her husband running on the treadmill.
The swing of his arms drove his legs, leaving an afterimage on the treadmill.
You can see how fast it is.
Seeing that her husband was running so intently, Tang Xingmei did not disturb him immediately. Instead, she leaned against the door frame and quietly stared at her husband's muscular back.
His naked upper body was covered in sweat, reflecting the light as if it had been smeared with oil.
As the arms swing, the sweat is thrown out and splashes on the floor next to the treadmill.
Tang Xingmei was fascinated by this ordinary scene and did not feel that waiting was boring.
It wasn't until Wang Lie started to slow down and the footsteps were no longer so dense that she stepped forward.
He also deliberately stepped harder to make a sound to remind his husband that someone was coming behind him.
Sure enough, he heard the noise, and Wang Lie looked back while running.
Then he saw his wife.
"Don't take what my dad said last night to heart. He just talked nonsense." Tang Xingmei said to her husband.
After dinner yesterday, her father Tang Lingfeng hoped that Wang Lie could score more goals in the weekend game against Witton Hill, and said that "it is not a gentleman not to avenge a grudge."
Her mother, Wei Qin, blamed her husband for talking nonsense after drinking some wine, and the two even had a small quarrel.
This made Wang Lie quickly come out to smooth things over, saying that he would go all out in the game and strive for more goals. Let his mother-in-law not worry about him.
"Actually, Dad is right." Wang Lie said to his wife while jogging to adjust and relax. "I do want to strive for more goals and perform better. But it's not for revenge. Xiao Feng and I have no grudges."
"Why is that?" Tang Xingmei asked.
Wang Lie further slowed down, adjusted his breathing rate, and then explained to his wife: "Next year's World Cup can be said to be my last chance. If I want to win the World Cup, not only do I have to become stronger, but so do my teammates. Xiaochi is performing very well now in order to compete with me. I hope Xiaofeng can further improve himself.”
"He is the main central defender at Witton Hill. Witton Hill's ranking is also good this season. Isn't this performance not good?" My wife asked.
"Of course it's good, but it can be better. I want to stimulate him more. I feel that he has been a little slack recently."
Tang Xingmei frowned and asked: "How do you feel it?"
"In this national team training session, I feel that when he fought against me, he was not as tough as he was in the last game..."
Before her husband could finish his words, Tang Xingmei couldn't help but laugh: "You still said that you were not taking revenge... You compared the last time you two competed. Why don't you think about whether your physical condition at that time would be the same as now?" < br>
At this time, Wang Lie had already transitioned from jogging to brisk walking. Hearing his wife's words, he was stunned for a moment, laughed first, then stopped his smile, shook his head and said, "Not only because of the changes in my physical condition before and after, but also other details, I am very It’s hard to explain to you, but I just think he needs to work harder. Maybe qualifying for the World Cup is too easy, so he doesn’t put more pressure on himself.”
Tang Xingmei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are the king of rolls. It's not enough to roll your own teammates, but you also roll your opponents..."
"Xiao Feng can be considered a teammate of mine, a teammate of the national team." Wang Lie answered matter-of-factly.
Tang Xingmei shook her head. She was obviously used to her husband's thoughts and actions. She just made a few casual jokes.
Then she asked: "Are you going to continue?"
Wang Lie nodded: "More."
"Okay, I'll go up and make breakfast."
Tang Xingmei turned around and left the gym, and soon the sound of footsteps gradually increased behind her.
Wang Lie started running on the treadmill again.
This treadmill is not the kind where you have to set the speed first and then be carried by the treadmill.
Instead, it can automatically adjust the track speed according to your own speed.
Wang Lie swung his legs, increased his speed again, and kept accelerating until he felt that his feet couldn't keep up, and then gradually slowed down.
Although he slowed down, it didn't completely turn into walking, nor was he jogging.
What he meant by slowing down was just slower than the top speed just now.
After running at this speed for a while, he felt that after his body recovered, he picked up the speed again.
There were heavy footsteps in the gym.
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"In tomorrow's game, we will use a complete system to limit Wang and his teammates and separate him from Vitini and Dean. Wang will often drop back to receive the ball and then turn forward. Sprint..."
Before the last training session of the day before the game, Witton Hill head coach Carlo Lamanna explained the tactical arrangements to the players in English with an Italian accent.
When he said, "The king will often drop back to receive the ball, and then turn around and sprint forward," it was very natural, as if it was a normal thing.
But actually this is very abnormal!
It is not a matter of course that a 38-year-old veteran can still have the physical ability to support playing like this.
In fact, just a month ago, Ramana was still incredulous about Wang Lie's performance. He couldn't understand how Wang Lie went from an aging 38-year-old veteran to the current one who is full of firepower and in great condition. of...
But now he no longer dwells on this issue.
Because the match with Wang Lie was so close, there was no point in dwelling on the reasons.
He's just a football coach, not a scientist. He didn't need to figure out why Wang Lie changed like this, he just needed to figure out how to deal with Wang Lie like this.
"Feng." He named Feng Qiyuan.
"You are fast and can turn around quickly, so during the game, if Wang pulls out, you should follow him immediately. Even if he retreats to midfield, you will follow him!"
Feng Qiyuan's eyes widened and he thought he heard wrongly. He could only ask the head coach to confirm again: "Should I follow you if you withdraw to the midfield?"
"Follow!" Lamanna gave him a very positive answer, "Always follow, whether it's on the wing or in the middle!"
This arrangement sounds exaggerated.
The reason why Lamanna made this arrangement was to make full use of Feng Qiyuan's understanding of the national team teammate Wang Lie, as well as his own technical characteristics and playing style, to restrict Wang Lie.
In Lamanna's view, it is much better to designate one person to defend Wang Lie than to defend in the zone. Because of the divided defense, Wang Lie was responsible for different Witton Hill players in different areas. This will cause problems and errors in player handoffs between defense zones.
In fact, there are indeed many goals in football matches that are caused by the offensive team taking advantage of the defensive team's blurred defensive responsibilities and players' inattention in some junction areas.
As for Feng Qiyuan going to follow Wang Lie, the defense area he was originally responsible for would of course be handed over to others.
Therefore, Lamanna is preparing to form a five-back formation for this game.
Among the three central defenders, Feng Qiyuan has a flexible position. He is not responsible for other defensive tasks and only follows Wang Lie.
In this way, even if Wang Lie runs around, he will not mess up his defense line.
But this also places high demands on Feng Qiyuan.
He had to follow Wang Lie all the time and not be thrown away.
Wherever Wang Lie appears, he has to defend Wang Lie with his teammates in that position, but his teammates only assist him in defense, and he is the main force.
I have to fight like this for a whole game with Brother Wang.
For him, it is a challenge and a test.
However, after Feng Qiyuan confirmed the head coach's arrangement, he nodded without hesitation: "Okay, boss. I know what to do."
He thought of his wife's words:
Be a fearless ignorant person...
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Liu Zhong, who was wearing a vest specially designed for media reporters, looked at the reporters in the three rows in front of him holding cameras and mobile phones, and couldn't help but complain to Guo Xuequan next to him:
"Good guy, I thought this battle was back to the 'Chinese Derby' more than ten years ago."
More than ten years ago, there were very few Chinese players who could play in Europe, let alone the Premier League.
If two Chinese players can meet in a European game at the same time, it is a major event in the Chinese football world.
All Chinese sports reporters have to come and participate in this grand event, otherwise it would be unprofessional.
The Chinese media called it the "Chinese Derby."
But as more and more Chinese players appear in European competitions, it has been a long time since anyone has specifically hyped the "Chinese Derby".
After all, "Chinese Derby" is often performed, so it is not a strange thing. If the game between two Chinese players is reported according to the previous reporting intensity, all Chinese media will have to invest two to three times more reporters, which may not be able to arouse the interest of Chinese fans.
Except for some important matches - such as the match between Tyne and Scorsese some time ago - everyone only reports other matches as ordinary matches.
The neglect of the "Chinese Derby" actually just shows how powerful Chinese football is now - people no longer need to rely on hyping these concepts to catch people's attention, and Chinese fans have long ceased to be interested in this kind of vanity.
But today before the match between Tyne and Witton Hill, Liu Zhong saw the "grand occasion" when he first entered the football reporter's profession.
Even worse.
After all, the previous "Chinese Derby" was just a hype by Chinese journalists, and it was for Chinese people to entertain themselves behind closed doors.
As for today's "Chinese Derby", the reporters who came to report on the scene had more European and American faces, and most of them were European media.
"Well, because Tyne is competing for the Champions League qualification, every game of Tyne will attract a lot of attention now. Everyone just wants to see which game they can last..." Guo Xuequan next to him raised his mobile phone and pointed it at He looked at the players on both sides who were shaking hands on the court and answered Liu Zhong beside him.
Of course, these English reporters are not here to support some "China Derby".
They come here with only one purpose, and that is to witness Tyne's "Road to the Champions League."
If Tyne wins, it will be another step towards the Champions League goal.
But if they lose...then they can also hype Wang Lie's great goal to declare bankruptcy after only two rounds of the league, and compete for the record of fastest failure.
In short, it is no loss to the media.
"Oh, it's like a vulture circling in the sky waiting for its prey to die..." Liu Zhong said with emotion. "Don't be a young man, we are also vultures." Guo Xuequan reminded him to work hard.
Under the gaze of countless cameras, Chinese international Feng Qiyuan, the main center back of the home team Witton Hill, walked up to Wang Lie, the captain of the visiting team Tyne, and extended his hand to Wang Lie in advance.
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"Sorry, Brother Wang, I will go all out for this game." Feng Qiyuan said while shaking hands with Wang Lie.
Wang Lie smiled: "You apologized when you opened your mouth. I thought you were going to let it go..."
Feng Qiyuan grinned: "You're kidding, Brother Wang, how dare you let me play with you?"
Wang Lie said seriously: "It's just right, I will try my best. If you have the ability, just ban me again."
Feng Qiyuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Brother Wang mentioning old things again. He instinctively wanted to make a few excuses, but his teammates behind him were already almost behind him, waiting to shake Wang Lie's hand.
If he is still standing here, he will not only hinder his teammates, but also look strange and make himself the focus of the field.
When the time comes, if we bring the last match between the two together, who knows what people on the Internet will think of...
So he walked over to the next Tyne player, their goalkeeper Elliot Goetz.
He also took one last look back and saw that Brother Wang had already turned to the next Witton Hill player who came forward. The two of them separated as soon as their hands touched.
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"Feng is the backbone of the Chinese team's defense, and he is also the absolute main force at Witton Hill. This game will be a contest between the Chinese team's spear and shield. Can Feng succeed with his teammates like he did in the last confrontation? The Freeze King will be the key to whether Witton Hill can win this game at home..."
"Witton Hill's performance this season is also very good. They are currently ranked eighth in the league and still hope to compete for European qualifications for next season..."
The game had only started for six minutes, and the commentators were still introducing some basic situations. Wang Lie and Feng Qiyuan had already collided with each other on the court.
Tyne launched an attack and Sonny Dean passed the football to the center.
As soon as Wang Lie caught the ball, Feng Qiyuan rushed over from the side and rushed forward unceremoniously, using his hands and feet to interfere with Wang Lie's ability to get the ball.
Wang Lie tried to turn around, but failed due to Feng Qiyuan's strong defense.
So he passed the football back to Van Ginkel who came forward to connect.
He then turned and ran towards Witton Hill's penalty area.
Feng Qiyuan also quickly followed up, not caring that Van Ginkel was picking up the ball five or six meters in front of him.
His main task in this game is to defend Brother Wang. As for other Tyne players, of course there are other Witton Hill players to take care of.
So did he successfully defend against Wang Lie just now?
Feng Qiyuan did not dare to think so...
As long as Brother Wang scores a goal in this game, his defense against Brother Wang will not be considered a success!
The game has just begun, and he won't think about boring things.
All he could think about now was the duel with Brother Wang, and he tried his best to defend Brother Wang.
Feng Qiyuan left Van Ginkel alone because he believed that his teammates would not leave Tyne's main attacking midfielder alone.
Sure enough, when he went to chase Wang Lie, Witton Hill's defensive midfielder Ibrahim Lemangel came up to withstand Van Ginkel.
Van Ginkel was unable to carry the ball forward for a while, so he could only pass the football to the side and gave it to the left back Charlie Cohen who came in behind.
At the same time Vitini cut diagonally into the ribs from the wing.
He originally wanted to use his running position to take away Witton Hill's full-back and create an opportunity for Cohen to cross from the wing.
As a result, Witton Hill deployed a 532 formation in this game, with five of their defenders lined up on the back line.
Because Wang Lie advanced into the penalty area and Feng Qiyuan retreated, Witton Hill now has three central defenders in the penalty area, and his ribs are well protected.
Their full-backs don't have to follow back.
So Vitini got into the penalty area and failed to remove Witton Hill right-back Jakub Starovitz.
Charlie Cohen was a little embarrassed after receiving the ball.
He couldn't dribble the ball directly downfield and pass because he had to face the defense of Witton Hill's right back Starovitz.
Seeing this, Vitini quickly ran back and ran to the corner of the penalty area to meet Cohen. At the same time, Witton Hill's right center back David Johnston followed up.
Seeing that Vitini did not shake off the defense, Cohen passed the football back to Van Ginkel.
Van Ginkel also faced the defense of Witton Hill midfielder Lemangel.
So Van Ginkel passed the ball across to his midfielder teammate Ramosa.
When Lamosa received the ball, there were also Witton Hill players in front of him.
He moved the football to the right, and the right back Barnabas received the ball.
In this way, Tyne shifted the attack from the left to the right.
But the situation faced by the right wing is no different from that of the left wing.
Witton Hill seemed very pragmatic at home, just like their season goals.
Five defenders plus three central midfielders and two forwards together form Witton Hill's defense.
The three lines remained compact, and when Tyne shifted the direction of attack, he also shifted the focus of defense.
The gaps between people are relatively small, so no space can be found for the time being.
If the offensive side passes the ball back and forth step by step, it will be difficult to tear open the defensive line of defense.
Upon seeing this, Sonny Dean also withdrew from the penalty area and joined Barnabas.
After Barnabas passed the ball to him, he sprinted forward, as if he was going to hit the wall with Dean.
At the same time, Lamosa also inserted into the penalty area from the front.
The movement of the two of them affected Witton Hill's defensive players.
Witton Hill's left center back Jaroslav Planka, who was originally in front of Dean, was attracted by Lamosa's movement and created an opportunity for Dean to cross. He immediately hit the ball in the ribs. Cross from a 45-degree angle!
The football made an arc and flew towards Witton Hill's goal.
Because the passing window was very short and fleeting, Dean's cross was rushed.
Naturally, the quality of this pass cannot be said to be very good.
Goalkeeper David Bennett in front of Witton Hill had already shouted to remind his teammates that he was coming out to get the ball.
Logically speaking, as a defender, you can breathe a sigh of relief.
But Feng Qiyuan didn't dare to think so.
Because what he was defending today was...Brother Wang, Wang Lie!
Sure enough, just when the football flew towards the goal and the goalkeeper roared and was about to come out to pick the ball up, Feng Qiyuan felt a physical sense of oppression coming from behind him.
Fortunately, he was prepared, otherwise he would have been knocked away by this!
I saw him opening his arms and struggling to block his body in Brother Wang's path.
Then he felt Brother Wang's hands pulling on his open arms and shoulders, as if trying to bypass him.
He then adjusted his steps laterally to ensure that he could always stay in front of Brother Wang.
In this process, of course, it is inevitable to have a head-on confrontation with Brother Wang behind him.
Fortunately, he didn't have to hold on for long.
The football had already flown to the front of Witton Hill. Goalkeeper Bennet jumped up, stretched his arms lightly, and picked the ball out of the air.
Feng Qiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, he felt the force from behind suddenly increase a lot, and he was caught off guard and pushed directly to the ground.
The referee's whistle and the harsh boos from the stands behind the goal sounded at the same time.
"Foul for pushing! Wang pushed Feng down in front of the goal!"
"It can be seen that Wang has a strong desire to win today..."
"This is the first confrontation between two Chinese players in this game! In the fifteenth round of the league, Feng once completed a clean sheet against Wang! Wang's push had some personal emotions in it... Ha ! ”
"Wang Lie made a move on his hand. It was because of this that he was sentenced to a foul..."
the commentators all said.
Feng Qiyuan, who was lying on the ground, turned around and looked behind him. Brother Wang was standing there with his hands spread out, expressing his injustice to the referee who called him a foul: "I didn't exert myself..."
Then he turned to look at Feng Qiyuan and asked him loudly: "Why did you suddenly let go of your strength?"
Feng Qiyuan was shocked - he was indeed relieved after discovering that the football was about to be obtained by his goalkeeper teammates, and at the same time he also withdrew the power to fight against Brother Wang...
"Concentrate!" Wang Lie ignored the referee and other Witton Hill players who were complaining and roaring at him with open arms. Instead, he pointed to his temple and said to Feng Qiyuan.
After saying that, he turned around and ran out of the penalty area without continuing to defend himself.
Feng Qiyuan was pulled up from the ground by Bennett: "Good defense, Feng! Just guard against him like this!"
Teammates slapped him hard on the shoulders and back.
Feng Qiyuan was not happy at all.
He stared at Brother Wang's back and had an indescribable strange feeling - how could he remind his opponent to concentrate during the game? Shouldn't you be hoping that your opponent loses focus?
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PS, again, I didn’t have time to check. If there are any typos, please leave a message to remind me.
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