The Midfield Master

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After the team doctor examined Xia Ze, he gave his own diagnosis. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious.

"Then I haven't exploded yet, will it be more serious?" Zhang Wei said worriedly after hearing what the team doctor said.

"If you have a good diet, pay attention to rest, and don't force yourself to train, you'll be fine."

After receiving the explanation from the team doctor, Zhang Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

And Xia Ze also understood that he didn't stop and recuperate when he felt unwell since yesterday. Instead, he continued to train forcibly, trying to suppress the discomfort in his body, and broke out in the end.

"Then how long does he need to rest?" Fu Bo asked with concern from the side.

After all, a week later, the Asian Cup will start, and the first opponent of the Chinese team in the group stage is the powerful Saudi Arabia. If Xia Ze cannot play, the strength of the Chinese team will be greatly affected.

"Xia Ze is in good health and should be able to recover within a week, but he won't be able to keep up with the first game." Said helplessly.

The four people present also showed helplessness and regret on their faces after hearing this sentence. They all know that a player's physical strength will drop sharply after a bad cold. Even if he recovers before the game, he will not be able to meet the requirements for playing without a few days of recovery.

And a severe cold is more serious than a common cold. Since the team doctor said so, it means that Xia Ze really missed the first game.

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you, take care of yourself, don't worry too much." The team doctor put away all the snooping tools and comforted Xia Ze.

After the team doctor left, Fu Bo and Zheng Zhi left after talking to Xia Ze a few words, leaving room for Xia Ze to rest.

Xia Ze lay quietly on the bed, although his head was groggy and his eyelids were heavy, he did not feel sleepy.

He was feeling very bad now. Even though the group stage was already so bad, he still suffered from a cold before the start of the game. It was a rough fate.

"David, the next game is up to you." Xia Ze said weakly.

But after a while, he didn't hear Zhang Wei's answer.

"David?" Xia Ze turned his head with difficulty,

Looking at Zhang Wei's bed.

I saw Zhang Wei wrapped in the quilt, wearing a mask, looking at himself vigilantly.

"Ozawa, don't talk to me, your virus spreads through the air, and then infects mine!" Zhang Wei moved his butt back as he spoke.

"Your uncle's..."

At night, Xia Ze had taken the medicine and was about to go to bed, but Lippi came.

"How, is it better?" Lippi sat beside Xia Ze's bed, looked at him with concern and said.

"Ahem... just took the medicine, but it hasn't seen any effect yet." Xia Ze coughed twice, and said in a tone-changing voice.

"Then you don't have to worry, just take care of yourself," Lippi comforted.

"Coach, I..." Seeing Lippi's nonchalant expression, Xia Ze couldn't help being a little excited.

This is his first competition for the national team, and Xia Ze is extremely eager to make greater contributions to the team. But falling ill suddenly must have disrupted Lippi's chances of playing, and he also feels sorry for the team in his heart.

Lippi saw the remorse in Xia Ze's tone, he waved his hand and interrupted Xia Ze's speech: "You have to know, there are three rounds in the group stage, what you have to do now is to return to the team as soon as possible, you don't have to worry about other things .”

Although Lippi's words were a little decisive, to Xia Ze's ears, they were warm. This old man is equivalent to taking the pressure in Xia Ze's heart onto himself.

"Well, I understand, coach." Xia Ze looked at Lippi and nodded emphatically.

After leaving Xia Ze's room, Lippi did not return to his dormitory, but walked towards the meeting room provided by the hotel.

There, the Chinese coaching team including Fu Bo and Lippi's Italian coaching staff were waiting for the arrival of the head coach.

"Let's talk about it, Xia Ze can't play in the first game, who should we replace him with?" Lippi started to discuss after sitting down.

In his mind, Xia Ze should be the best candidate for the front midfielder position. Whether it is the overall situation, breakthrough, passing or long-range shooting ability, Xia Ze's performance in the Portuguese Super League made Lippi satisfied. He and the coaching staff also formulated a series of tactics around Xia Ze.

However, Xia Ze suddenly caught a cold before the game and was unable to play in the first round of the group stage, which gave him quite a headache. Therefore, an emergency meeting was held temporarily, a new main midfielder was selected, and even tactics had to be re-formulated.

"Wang Shangyuan, he performed well in Bruges, and he is also qualified for this position." Fu Bo suggested.

After him, several coaches also expressed their agreement, including the Italian coach.

"Wang Shangyuan is good, but his forward awareness is too strong, and his ability to organize offense and defense is not very good. We need to be more cautious in this game against Iran." Another Italian assistant coach objected to Fu Bo's proposal.

"Hao Junmin, I think you can give it a try. He is an old player in the national team, and his cooperation with his teammates is better than Wang Shangyuan's."

"How about pushing Zheng Zhi to the front midfielder, and Cai Huikang and Wu Xi to partner in the midfielder position?"

"Zheng Zhi is 34 years old this year. If he plays the front midfielder, his physical strength cannot keep up, and we also need an experienced player to guard the midfielder position."

...

Seven or eight coaches had a heated discussion on Xia Ze's replacement after his absence, as well as the changes in the Chinese team's tactics.

Everyone had different opinions, and nearly ten sets of alternatives were proposed to Lippi. Lippi just rested his chin on the side, listened quietly, and did not interrupt.

It wasn't until after midnight that they finalized two or three plans to try out.

Fu Bo and the others were shocked that a change of position caused such a big change.

Lippi called them into a meeting in such a short period of time, and the efficiency made them feel ashamed.

On the second day, under the command of the coaching team, the national team tried several formation changes, and the midfield organization core was also transferred from Xia Ze to Zheng Zhi. The 34-year-old veteran is still the player with the best overall view on the team.

As for the attacking midfielder, there are many options. Originally, Xia Ze must occupy the position of the front midfielder, but now he cannot play. Hao Junmin, Wang Shangyuan, Sun Ke and even Wu Lei can all play this position.

The players of the national team also felt the change in Lippi's tactics. Everyone was very excited and hoped to win this starting position.

Lippi stood on the sidelines and watched the players practice tactics, frowning and looking heavy. The Asian Cup trip, which was already unclear, was even more clouded by Xia Ze's cold. c