Champion’s Heart

　　 gasping Zhou Yi stood outside the penalty area, he looked at the ball in the goal, and turned his attention to the crazy celebrated La Masia Youth B players.

　　 was equalized.

　　Looking at his teammates all around, they are all very frustrated and hit hard.

　　 In fact, for the strength of the Chinese team, if it can finally draw La Masia should also be a very good result.

　　 If he wants to comfort his teammates, then he just has to say "a draw is acceptable".

　　 But Zhou Yi couldn't accept this sentence in his heart.

　　 Draw is unacceptable.

　　Because a draw means failure.

　　He thought of the last game he played in "Dream" last night.

Although the world of FIFAOL3 where Chu Ling is located is virtual, it perfectly maps reality. Every game in it is actually possible in reality, and the probability is not low.

The last game, the Chinese team and the La Masia Youth B team is a 1:1, which has been maintained for a long time. It seems that the Chinese team will end this game with a draw and obtain their only one against the La Masia Youth B team. Draw.

　　 Zhou Yi, who was in the game at that time, was holding the idea of ​​"a draw can be accepted".

　　 But what about the last?

　　 The Lamacia Youth B team launched the most violent offensive at the end of the game. In their wave of attack, the Chinese team still failed to stand up and eventually collapsed.

　　In a very short period of time, he conceded two goals in a row and lost by 1:3, losing the game.

　　In fact, for the Chinese team, this 1:3 score is already the best-looking score in the more than 100 games that Zhou Yi and they have played against.

　　 Other scores are terrible.

　　It stands to reason that a 1-3 loss to a team like La Masia Youth B will be completely acceptable even if it fails.

　　 But Zhou Yi cannot accept it.

　　He wants to win.

　　When he lost the draw, he realized that the draw was unacceptable. You must win, you can only win, and only if you strive to win, you will finally get a satisfactory result.

　　 If you want a tie, then you can't even get a tie.

　　 There are three results in a football match, failure, draw, and victory, but no one wants a defeat as soon as they start?

　　 Draw is a frustrating choice that cannot be won. To put it bluntly, as long as there is the ability to win, no one will choose to draw.

　　 So can the Chinese team win the Lamasia Youth B team?

　　 does not seem to be.

　　 But if we only expect the outcome of a game from the perspective of "whether we have the ability to win", then it is wrong.

　　 Football games are not simple competitions.

　　If you have the ability to win, you must win if you don't have the ability.

　　 Knowing that it can't do it is silly.

　　 But Zhou Yi now wants to be such a fool.

　　 It's the last game. If you don't be stupid and foolish, you will have no chance.

If we finally accepted the setting and result of "we are not as good as the Lamasia youth team, it is normal for us to lose to them", then even if he went to Dortmund to start his own professional football, these two Yue's obsession will turn into a huge tumor in his heart, making him uneasy.

　　 There is no permanent victory on the football field, there will always be defeat.

　　 It's impossible to have a smooth life forever, there will always be setbacks.

　　 This principle is easy to understand, but it does not mean that you can accept it calmly.

　　If we have to lose, are we not enough to lose? Why do you have to lose this game.

　　If you have setbacks in your life, then the setback of 0:12 before is not enough. You must use this setback to prove "life is impermanent".

no, thank you. I do not accept!

　　 He ran into the goal, held the football in his arms beside Sun Pan, and then he extended his hand to Sun Pan: "Why do you lie down? Is artificial turf comfortable to sleep?"

　　 The despondent and regretful Sun Pan heard Zhou Yi's words, struck off his outstretched hand, and then crawled up from the ground: "Uncomfortable!"

　　Zhou Yi saw him up, regardless of him, he ran to the middle circle with his football.

　　 passed Guo Nu's side, he slaps fiercely on the back of Guo Nu's head with his head drawn down: "Don't bow your head, old Guo. The bow is shorter."

Guo Nu, who was frustrated and pained, was hurt by this slap in the back molars. The frustration after losing the ball was instantly transformed into anger, but after he heard Zhou Yi's words, he was stunned.

　　 He narrowed his neck, covered his head, and looked up at Zhou Yi's back.

　　After finishing his fight, Zhou Yitou did not return, so he continued to run forward. He ran very slowly, saying that it was running, but actually walking, walking faster than slow walking, walking slower than jogging.

　　 He saw Zhou Yi running past Yang Muge, Yang Muge also raised his head, his eyes followed Zhou Yi.

　　Zhou Yi ran into the middle circle and put the football on the kick-off point.

He Ying was standing in the middle circle when he lost the ball. Now he is still standing there. He saw Zhou Yi running from the goal and put the football on the kick-off point next to him. Then he pressed the football with both hands. To push your body up.

　　 "Hey, Zhou Yi." He Ying said suddenly.

　　 "Ah?" Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at He Ying suspiciously.

　　 "You should end." He Ying pointed to the sidelines.

　　 Zhou Yi looked down and found out that Hao Dong was giving a proper opportunity to Yang Fei.

　　He only discovered that after the game had reached seventy minutes...

　　 But if you are replaced now, what can you talk about all-out?

　　 reacted Zhou Yi quickly ran to the sidelines, the speed of this run is much faster than before.

　　 He ran directly to Hao Dong and Yang Fei, panting and said, "No, no...don't, don't..."

　　He wanted to say not to replace him, but this sprint made him breathless, and when he spoke, he couldn't say it.

　　 Hao Dong saw Zhou Yi like this, and shook his head: "Zhou Yi, I understand your mood, but now your physical strength can no longer be supported. You can do nothing if you stay on the court..."

　　 Zhou Yi was breathless, but he also knew to wave his hand, he kept waving. After Hao Dong finished speaking, he finally got through. Although he was still a little breathy, he could speak out anyway: "Hao, President Hao, I have no problem with physical performance, really, I have no problem with physical performance!"

　　 Hao Dong raised his hand and showed the watch to Zhou Yi: "It's all seventy-three minutes. You were replaced at the latest seventy-one minutes."

"I know, I know, President Hao... but this time is different, my physical fitness is really okay. I used to be pressed by them before. I don't even have a lot of chances to get the ball, so I didn't actually spend anything. Physical strength... you can see that at least I can come here from the middle circle, which means that my physical fitness is no problem. Otherwise, I can't even run..." Zhou Yilian argued.

　　At this time, Yang Fei, who had been silent for a while, also said suddenly: "Mr. Hao, let Zhou Yi continue to play. I actually think it would be better to make Zhou Yi on the court."

　　 Hao Dong turned his head in surprise and looked at Yang Fei. Even Zhou Yi turned his eyes on Yang Fei.

　　He still remembers that Yang Fei used to be very close to Liang Qiqi...

Facing the eyes of the two people, Yang Fei seemed very calm: "I think if Zhou Yi is allowed to come down now, we will really only be able to keep his balance. There is no room for maneuver. If Zhou Yi remains on the court, at least... At least……"

　　 He hesitated, and said, "At the very least, we still have the possibility to win."

　　 Hao Dong's eyes moved back and forth between the two teenagers, and then he said, "Okay."

　　 Zhou Yi can't wait to cheer, but was stopped by Hao Dong: "But Yang Fei, you're going to warm me up, ready to play!"

　　 "Good." Yang Fei nodded and turned to run to the warm-up area.

　　 Zhou Yi also quickly returned to the stadium.

　　 Hao Dong looked at Zhou Yi's back and shook his head.

　　 "He definitely wants to prove to you that he really has strength." Xu Yang said next to him.

　　 "I know, but I would rather he keep this part of his physical strength..."

　　 "Don't you..." Xu Yang was surprised.

　　 Hao Dong laughed: "Who doesn't want to win?"

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　　 He Ying saw Zhou Yi ran back again: "Have you moved Mr. Hao?"

　　 Zhou Yi gasped and nodded: "Yes!"

　　 He Ying looked at Zhou Yi and shook his head: "Why?"

　　 "Because I want to win." Zhou Yi poured his breath evenly.

　　 "Twenty minutes left, how long can you run like this?"

　　 "It is not necessary for me to run by myself." Zhou Yi smiled.

　　 Zhou Yi made He Ying a little surprised. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhou Yi doubtfully.

　　 Don't run by yourself? Isn't his position and kicking just to keep running? How can you connect the whole team and organize an offense without running? If he doesn't run, what will he do to stay on the court?

　　Do you watch a play?

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　　 The game started very quickly. The players of La Masia Youth B team can’t wait, they can’t wait to fill the Chinese team with a few goals. Now it seems that it is impossible to score twenty-four goals for them, and twelve goals are very dangling... but it should be possible to score another seven or eight goals!

　　He Ying passed the football to Zhang Tao, and Zhang Tao passed the football back to Zhou Yi.

　　 He Ying didn't rush forward with his head buried, but looked back at Zhou Yi while running forward.

　　He wants to see how Zhou Yi can solve the contradiction between his physical decline and the requirements of the game.

　　Zhou Yi didn't delay much after catching the ball, and quickly passed the football back to the foot of central defender Guo Nu.

　　At the same time, the Lamasia Youth B team players swarmed up, surpassed him, and pounced on Guo Nu.

　　 I saw Zhou Yi suddenly shouted: "Lao Guo gave you Li Liang on your left!"

　　Guo Nu obediently passed the football to the left. Although he didn't even look at the situation on the left, she didn't know if Li Liang was necessarily there.

　　 But football was really passed to Li Liang's feet by him.

　　Li Liang just received the ball, Zhou Yi's voice rang again: "Front right, give Yang Muge!"

　　Li Liang was too late to think or to observe. Hearing Zhou Yi shouting, he quickly poked the football to his right front.

　　 withdrawing Yang Muge received the ball from him.

　　 "Give me!" Zhou Yi shouted again.

　　 Yang Muge passed the football.

　　Zhou Yi turned his back to the offensive direction and directly transferred the football to the right and passed it to right-back Li Linyuan.

　　 Passed along with football and Zhou Yi's voice: "Go forward to Yang Hua!"

　　 So Li Linyuan obediently passed the football to Yang Hua.

　　When Yang Hua got the ball, he heard Zhou Yi shouting, "Give He Ying!"

　　 That's it, football came to He Ying's feet.

　　 He Ying didn't believe it after receiving the ball... He finally understood what it meant for Zhou Yi to say he didn't need to run...

　　Dare to love that he is commanded by language, he can't run, UU reading www.uukanshu.com but his teammates can still run.

　　 used to be that he personally ran over to meet his teammates, but now he allows his teammates to interact with each other, in this way to connect the whole team...

　　 He Ying was curious about the structure of Zhou Yi’s head and why he came up with such a method.

　　 But surprised by surprise, He Ying has not forgotten his own mission.

　　 He drove the ball to the penalty area of ​​La Masia Youth B team.

　　 Of course, he was quickly intercepted by the other two people. He Ying did not greedy the ball and immediately passed the football out to Zhou Yi.

　　After the football made such a lap under the feet of the Chinese players, Zhou Yi also rushed to his destination. At this time, even if he used to climb, it should be reached.

　　 He played a time difference, let the football pass under the feet of his teammates to fight for his time to recover physical fitness and running position. This way he doesn't have to stop non-stop like a hurry, and he has to go to the next place without even catching his breath.

　　 Next, Zhou Yi's voice continued to ring over the court, and even the cheers that cheered the Lamasia youth team outside the court could not suppress his voice.

　　 And under his command, the teammates passed the football around for three minutes without letting the Lamasia youth team players who were eager to break the ball and hit back!

　　 Xu Yang looked dumbfounded on the sidelines, then shook his head and kept mumbling and repeating: "Great, great..."

　　 He did not expect Zhou Yi to use this way to organize the offensive, connect teams, and control the ball.

　　 Hao Dong didn't speak, but his eyes were shining.

　　 Zhou Yi, once again surprised him!

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