Fox in the Penalty Area

Yu Jintao and Jorge Dillon finished CCTV's exclusive interview with Marshal Dillon, bid farewell to the film crew, and got in the car downstairs in the hotel to go home.

After getting in the car, the two kept waving to the staff outside with smiles on their faces.

But when the car drove out, Dillon put away his smile and leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes and meditating.

Sitting next to him, Yu Jintao turned his head and looked at him for several times, and finally couldn't help asking in Spanish: "Jorge, I'm very curious. Just now when the CCTV reporter asked you to comment on Chen Xingyi's performance, you were hesitant to speak. stop for a while..."

Dillon still closed his eyes: "Because I remembered that I was interviewed to speak well to the Chinese team, so I want to say well. The TV stations in your country will not want to spend money to listen to me to spoil their interest You didn't see how happy they were interviewing today!"

During the World Cup, CCTV fully grasped this big IP and interviewed a group of football professionals all over the country, including foreign teachers, retired players, famous records, fans...etc., to hear what they think of the Chinese team's World Cup appeared.

Today it's Dillon's turn.

At first, Dillon wanted to refuse, but after hearing Yu Jintao said that he would get paid for the interview, he agreed again.

During the interview, Dillon praised the performance of the Chinese team in the World Cup, and both the host and the guest were happy for a while.

"It means you are dissatisfied with Chen Xingyi's performance?" Yu Jintao asked.

"I can't say I'm dissatisfied...but his performance is indeed not too good, especially compared with Hu Lai and Luo Kai." Dillon shrugged.

"Don't compare it to Holly. Didn't you say that, Jorge?"

"Okay, let's get rid of the highest score first...Compared with Luo Kai, Chen Xingyi's performance is not outstanding. I'm not saying that he played badly, but it was not good enough. At least it was somewhat in line with what I expected. gap……"

"What do you expect?"

"He must be able to create a deadly threat to the Chinese team's offense."

"Let me translate the translation... at least there must be a goal or an assist?" Yu Jintao asked.

"It doesn't have to be a goal or an assist. Yu, let me ask you. After watching the two Chinese team games, how do you think Chen Xingyi's performance?" Jorge Dillon opened his eyes and turned to look at himself translator and friend.

"I think...it's quite satisfactory." Yu Jintao said after thinking about it. After all, if you want to say good things, there are neither goals nor assists, and it can't be called excellent in terms of post-match scores. But if it's bad...it's definitely not bad.

"Pretty good. Yes, good and not bad. But that's the problem, Yu." Dillon sat up from the back of his chair suddenly, chatting.

"If Chen Xingyi is an ordinary player, then we should be satisfied with his performance. It is not easy to be able to play like this for the first time in the World Cup. But is Chen Xingyi an ordinary player? ? Me, you, and others, will they treat Chen Xingyi as an ordinary player?"

Yu Jintao wanted to cut in but couldn't. Dillon was still talking. Spanish was originally fast. He spoke like a machine gun with a red barrel:

"No, he is not. He is considered by many people to be the third talented player who is most likely to go out after Hu Lai and Luo Kai. People have high expectations, and everyone from the fans to the club is trying to let him go out. In the World Cup His performance determines whether he can go out, or what kind of identity he can go out with... In this way, if he is well-behaved, he is a failure, if his performance is not outstanding, he is mediocre, and if he is not good enough, he is poor! It is quite satisfactory to make no mistakes, but talented players, especially offensively talented players, need to take risks in the game, they need to have creative performances, to make people shine, and to have some important moments that can be remembered... ...And Chen Xingyi doesn't have any of these."

Yu Jintao finally waited for Dillon to finish speaking, and he quickly asked, "Is it because your European friends didn't give good feedback?"

"It's not just them. Of course, they did tell me that Chen Xingyi's performance in the World Cup was very mediocre... It's like selling goods. If you can't show the best quality of the product, the most eye-catching part, how can it be possible to persuade consumers to pay for it?"

After listening to Dillon's words, Yu Jintao fell into deep thought.

After a while, he asked, "Then Jorge, what's wrong with Chen Xingyi?"

"What went wrong? Simple, he wasn't showing what he was best at."

"What... is he best at?"

"Yu, what do you think is Chen Xingyi's greatest strength?"

"Technology and speed?" Yu Jintao blurted out. These are also the two most impressive characteristics of Chen Xingyi on the court.

In the Golden Arrow, he plays on the left side, and he can often be seen dribbling the ball through his personal skills and speed, leaving defenders behind.

"It's fast," Dillon said, "but it's not just fast, it's fast in brain and fast in action."

Yu Jintao came to a sudden: "It's the rhythm you emphasized to him in training and competition."

"Yes. Rhythm. In the Super League, his rhythm is always faster than his opponents, so his performance is particularly outstanding. It's like in a movie that is all in slow motion, there is a character who fast forwards twice the speed , won't it naturally attract everyone's attention and attract people's attention?"

Yu Jintao nodded, that's the reason. In today's Chinese Super League, Chen Xingyi is the most active player in the Golden Arrows of Dashun. He not only wins the cheers of the fans, but also often becomes the key target of the opponents.

When he was in Flashing Star before, although he was also an important part of the Flashing Star's Trident, he still couldn't compare to Hu Lai in terms of limelight. But in the Golden Arrow, he is the team's number one star and the protagonist on the field.

On the one hand, this is because the most eye-catching person is no longer in the Super League, and on the other hand, it is also inseparable from Chen Xingyi's progress.

The man he is now is not the same as he was when he played in Flash Star.

After Yu Jintao wanted to understand this truth, he asked, "Then do you want to tell Chen Xingyi?"

He was out of good intentions, but he didn't expect Dillon to give him a look: "What are you talking about? He's playing for the national team now, and I'm not the head coach of the national team. What did I say?"

"Uh...you can tell him in your private capacity?"

"No." Dillon resolutely rejected the proposal. "It's respect for your peers."

"Then Chen Xingyi..."

"Yu, don't you look down on the coaches of your own country too much?" Dillon suddenly laughed.

"what?"

"Don't worry, I believe Shi should be aware of this, and he will definitely help Chen Xingyi solve this problem." After speaking, Dillon closed his eyes again and leaned back in his chair.

Seeing him like this, Yu Jintao knew that he didn't want to continue chatting with him. So I had to keep my mouth shut.

In the taxi, the previous silence was restored immediately.

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Chen Xingyi knocked on the door of Shi Wuyin's room, and asked, "Director Shi, are you looking for me?"

Shi Wuji in the room waved to him: "Yes, come in."

Chen Xingyi closed the door suspiciously - he came to look for him after being notified by Director Shi to return to the hotel at the end of the training. But Director Shi didn't say what to do with him.

After Chen Xingyi walked in, Shi Wuyin, who was sitting on the chair, raised his head slightly and looked at the slightly thin young man.

"Chen Xingyi, what do you think of your performance in this World Cup?"

Chen Xingyi didn't expect Director Shi to ask him such a question when he came in...

However, although he didn't understand why Director Shi asked such a question, he knew how to answer it—generally when a head coach asked such a question, it must be because he was dissatisfied with his performance.

So he quickly lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "I don't feel good, Guidance Shi..."

"Oh." Shi Wuyin was amused when he heard the words, "Why not?"

"Uh..." Chen Xingyi racked his brains, not knowing how to answer.

Why is it bad...how do I know what is wrong?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. He thought of Hu Lai who scored two goals and Luo Kai who scored one goal.

He said: "Because I neither scored nor assisted..."

Shi Wuyin laughed: "Whether your performance is good or not is not directly related to goals or assists. To be honest, Chen Xingyi, your performance is not bad."

While Chen Xingyi looked at the head coach in surprise, he also secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart—did he dare to guide me to ask me for a crime?

But he hadn't let it out completely, when he heard Shi Wuyin say again: "But for you, Chen Xingyi, if you don't perform badly, it's considered a failure."

Chen Xingyi stared straight at Shi Wuyin without saying a word.

"Think about it for yourself. Is this the case? If you have no idea, then your current performance is indeed not bad, which is completely acceptable. But maybe you have no idea?"

Chen Xingyi shook his head: "If you have an idea, give it your guidance."

"That's right. I'm telling the truth, Chen Xingyi. I don't think you fully displayed your characteristics in the World Cup. You should know what I'm talking about about your characteristics, right?"

Chen Xingyi thought about it seriously this time, and remembered what the club's head coach Jorge Dillon told him: "My pace is fast..."

Shi Wuqian was very happy that Chen Xingyi could figure it out. He smiled and said, "That's right. In our team, Hu Lai and Luo Kai are players who have played football in Europe. They have already begun to have some European football elements. For example, their consciousness is always faster than other people in our team. Sometimes they can think of things that we can't think of. This is what they have gained from playing in Europe. Among domestic players, you are rare. Someone who keeps up with them."

Speaking of this, Shi Wuyin shook his head again: "But in the first two World Cup games, you just wanted to run faster and do 100-meter sprints on the court. I think this is a waste of your ability. You should be able to Do better, but don't. That's what I'm upset about with you."

Chen Xingyi bowed his head and didn't say a word, he didn't know what to say.

Because it is indeed as Director Shi said.

He should have done better, but didn't.

"I hope you will fully display your characteristics in the game against Brazil, Chen Xingyi. Your speed is not only reflected in speed. Take a quick step to observe, a step to think, and a step to act...you are in Hall Did He Dillon learn it in vain?"

Chen Xingyi quickly shook his head: "No, Guidance Shi. I have benefited a lot..."

"That's good. In the first two games, Hu Lai and Luo Kai both scored goals, but they were also targeted by their opponents. You have to stand up at this time."

"Don't worry, Director Shi! I will work hard!"

Chen Xingyi suddenly had a clear direction for the future in his mind, knowing how he should play the next game.

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When Chen Xingyi returned to his room, he found that Hu Lai, Wang Guangwei, and Xia Xiaoyu were all in the room, chatting and bragging with Brother Huan.

Seeing him, Hu Lai asked, "Hey, little Xingxing, what did Director Shi want from you? Did you criticize your performance for neither scoring nor assisting?"

When Chen Xingyi saw such a cheap Hu Lai, he chuckled: "Tch. How can you use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Director Shi asked me to go because he entrusted me with a heavy responsibility. He wants me to be you when the next game is against Brazil." Impossible!"

Hu Lai gave him a suspicious look, and then said to the others: "Little Xingxing is bragging. Is there anything we can't do about him?"

"Hurry up, I!" Chen Xingyi poked himself with his thumb and said proudly.

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, Xia Xiaoyu hesitated to speak, but looked at brother Huan and Wang Guangwei who showed playful expressions but remained silent, and he still kept his mouth shut.

In the end, Hu Lai raised his hand and patted Chen Xingyi's shoulder: "Okay, we really can't do the quick shooter..."

Chen Xingyi opened Hu Lai's hand, and then stretched out his hand to pinch his neck: "Hu Lai, you uncle!"

Zhang Qinghuan and Wang Guangwei finally shook out the laughter they were holding back just now, while Xia Xiaoyu covered his face and smiled, the room was filled with a happy air...

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