In the end, Wei Le and Han Yang did not "go back and talk". Han Yang always believed that eating can solve all worries. The two went to the cafeteria to have a simple meal instead.

"I am mainly worried about you." Han Yang took a bite of chicken leg, his mouth bulging, "That professional guy is really annoying."

Wei Le took a sip of preserved egg and lean meat porridge and sighed, "I'm fine. I didn't expect that we would really quarrel."

Although Han Yang personally disliked Yang Qi, he did not recommend Wei Le to "kick him out". After Wei Le became a coach, Han Yang understood that he should not dictate Wei Le's decision-making.

As a player, Han Yang should not let his personal relationship with Wei Le interfere with his judgment and make it difficult for him. This tacit understanding between the two also made Wei Le see clearly that his friends were not mixed.

After a meal, Han Yang saw that Wei Le seemed to have regained his motivation, so he was relieved.

——

The abnormality of this training was unexpected by Wei Le. To be honest, he didn't expect that the integration of new players would encounter such great difficulties.

He expected that Yang Qi, who had played for the youth team of a professional team, would be arrogant and would not easily get along with everyone. But Yang Qi's non-cooperation on the training ground was beyond everyone's expectations.

Regarding the handling of this matter, Wei Le decided to wait and see, and he didn't want to express his attitude too quickly.

In the next training, Yang Qi did not come, and this made Wei Le cross Yang Qi in his notebook. If Yang Qi had been absent from training, he would not be able to replace Wang Jing in the game lineup.

On the training ground, Wei Le did not take the initiative to mention this matter, and the other players also had a tacit understanding, just as if Yang Qi's incident had never happened.

But today another person came to the door.

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Wei Le was not unfamiliar with the visitor, after all, they had been classmates for two years. But he was surprised by his arrival.

What was even more surprising was that the other party asked him a question right away.

"Can I make money playing football with you guys?"

"Ah?" Wei Le replied subconsciously, looking at the tall guy in front of him.

Zhao Pingping, a very special person in the law department. He was tall and very strong, and he attracted a lot of attention when he just entered the school. But his academic performance has always been mediocre, and he is not keen on participating in school activities.

Wei Le once saw him wearing a helmet, carrying a delivery box of a fast food named M on his back, riding an electric bike on the road.

Maybe his family is not very well off.

Wei Le withdrew his thoughts, but was surprised to find that after a closer look, Zhao Pingping's head also had the arrow sign that appeared on the heads of other players.

Wei Le knew that the arrow sign was only for people who had experience in football or were currently playing football.

Zhao Pingping repeated, "I ask, can I make money playing football with you guys?"

"The team doesn't pay wages." Wei Le shook his head, but when he saw Zhao Pingping turn away disappointedly after hearing this, he called him again.

"There is a bonus if you win the game. It's a few hundred yuan for each person." Wei Le said simply that this is the rule of the college team league, but everyone does not play the game just for the bonus.

He saw Zhao Pingping's eyes light up.

Zhao Pingping swallowed and asked tentatively. "I have played football, can I play with the team?"

Wei Le did not reply immediately, he wanted to see Zhao Pingping's player ability panel.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, Wei Le was overjoyed when he saw it.

Zhao Pingping, although his name is mediocre, is not mediocre at all. Although Zhao Pingping's "passing" and "technique" attributes are not more than 10, they are 8 and 9 respectively. It seems that although Zhao Pingping has indeed played football, his skills are not superb.

But Wei Le is interested in Zhao Pingping's header ability, which is at a high level of 18. Looking at his height of about two meters, Wei Le thinks this data is reasonable.

In the positions that Zhao Pingping is good at, the positions of center forward and defensive midfielder are both dark green, which means that he can play these two positions.

Generally speaking, there are certain rules for the positions that professional players are good at. Players who are good at forwards may also have the ability to play as winger, and players who play as left backs may also have some familiarity with right backs.

But generally speaking, the span of positions that are good at is not too large. Forwards rarely have the familiarity of goalkeepers. This is because they have been trained as youth players, and their positions of good at are gradually fixed and professionalized.

And Zhao Pingping, who is familiar with both offensive and defensive positions, is more common in amateur football.

But Zhao Pingping's "ease" in the defensive position comes from his abundant physical strength and good physical fitness. Although he is familiar with this position, Wei Le found that his "stealing" and "marking" are not very good.

For Zhao PingpingWei Le still needs to consider how to use Ping, but if he lets him go, he will be missing a team tower.

On Zhao Pingping's side, he saw Wei Le, who was a head shorter than him, still in a daze with a whistle hanging on his chest.

Zhao Pingping thought that this was probably a farewell, and he shook his head, "It's okay, sorry to bother you."

Zhao Pingping could understand, after all, his sudden visit must have disrupted the other party's training rhythm. They were too busy to drive him away, so how could they accept his application to join the team?

Zhao Pingping sighed and decided to try another part-time job.

Just as Zhao Pingping was walking with random thoughts, he heard Wei Le behind him shouting, "Hey, come back!"

Wei Le saw Zhao Pingping was about to leave, and hurriedly stopped him, "Did you bring your sneakers?"

Hearing this question, Zhao Pingping was very surprised. Could it be that he was going to let him participate in the training? He hurriedly took out a pair of old sneakers from the wrinkled McDonald's paper bag in his arms.

Wei Le proposed the concept of "trial training" to Zhao Pingping. After all, it is not enough to just look at the data. He still needs to select players based on their training performance. He told Zhao Pingping: "I can only tell you that your training performance will determine whether you can play in the next game."

And Zhao Pingping agreed. Training time does not occupy the course, nor does it interfere with his existing part-time job. Zhao Pingping is naturally willing to participate in the training.

Zhao Pingping, who just joined the team, is more active than the taciturn Yang Qi. Wei Le also praised his meticulous attitude towards the most basic training projects.

It seems that Zhao Pingping's integration is not a problem. This made Wei Le, who was affected by the Yang Qi incident, overjoyed.

And Zhao Pingping seems to have not played football for a long time. In the basic passing and receiving training, although there are some standard postures, there are still many mistakes, and it takes time to run in with teammates.

For the basic tactical explanation, although the understanding ability is not as good as other players, Zhao Pingping is willing to ask questions. Wei Le was certainly willing to talk about it one or two more times, perhaps it would give other players more ideas.

Liu Zihang was willing to help Zhao Pingping with his basic skills - Liu Zihang and Liu Ziyu were very willing to accept Zhao Pingping. After all, Zhao Pingping was much easier to get along with than Yang Qi.

Liu Zihang, Liu Ziyu and Zhao Pingping were assigned to another area, and the three of them went there with a few markers. They had to start with the most basic passing and receiving.

In the subsequent training match, Wei Le tried to let Zhao Pingping replace Zhang Tie as a defensive midfielder. But Zhao Pingping obviously had not played much in such a large-field game, and his dizzy performance on the field made him give up this idea.

So, after the game was suspended, Wei Le arranged him in the forward position, which worked wonders.

Fu Tengfei, who was on the same team as him, seemed to have a place to use his long pass skills. When launching an attack from the backcourt, Fu Tengfei made a long pass, while Zhao Pingping jumped high to compete for the first point, and Han Yang's offensive routine of going forward to receive the second point and breaking through was even more eye-catching.

Even Li Bing, who is good at heading, was defeated when competing with Zhao Pingping for a point, which was simply a pleasant surprise.

Wei Le has been worrying about how to expand the team's arsenal, and a high center forward who is willing to act as a fulcrum is the best answer. In the future, the team can try more high ball passing routines, and the scoring opportunities of corner kicks will be improved.

Wei Le's eyes lit up and he wrote and drew on his notebook. But he didn't notice that Yang Qi was silently watching the development of the game on the field while lying outside the railing of the court.

Seeing Zhao Pingping head the ball to Han Yang, Han Yang took the ball too far and ran out of the baseline screaming, and Zhang Tie's laughter came from behind. Yang Qi looked at the court and just felt helpless.

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