World Cup of Great Powers

"Next, Sun Zhi, Li Weifeng, Li Jinyu..."

"Listen to my orders!"

"Ready...run!"

Following the order, several figures galloped away on the Haigeng training ground.

Speaking of Haigen spring training, of course it is also a product of the bamboo shoe planning system.

You may say it is useful, but some of its rules and regulations and training methods are already outdated;

Call it useless. After all, it is a product of the times and has its own reason for existence.

To put it bluntly, there is only one goal during the first half of spring training, and that is to pass the physical test required by Bamboo Shoes.

The content of the physical test is also very simple.

Running to 3100 meters in 12 minutes will be considered as passing, and if you reach 3300 meters, you will be exempted from the test and turn back.

This year, although the passing standard for the 5x25m return run has been slightly raised, it has been changed from 5 return runs to 3, so it is simpler.

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Looking at the players running circles on the playground outside the window, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but suggest: "Uncle Wang, our physical testing standards are simply outdated. It's time to change them."

"Oh? What new skills do you have?" Wang Junsheng lit a cigarette and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Wang, we are selecting football players, not long-distance runners. This 12-minute run is really meaningless!"

"Boy, do you know why your Uncle Xu and I decided to run away for 12 minutes?"

"I heard that the professional team's physical fitness is not up to par?"

"That's right!" Wang Junsheng sighed.

"Two years before we became professional, the football team was extremely weak."

"The players have very poor self-control. When there are no games, they spend time and money and indulge in extravagance."

"What do you think you can achieve by just relying on more than half a month of training before the competition?"

"After professionalization, these players are still everywhere."

"Think about it, we are selecting national players."

"Regardless of whether your skills on the field are good or not, you can't even run, right?"

"Although this 12-minute run cannot improve their skills, it can at least train a group of athletes who can run well, don't you think?"

Wang Junsheng's words silenced Zeng Zheng.

Indeed, 12-minute running cannot increase an athlete's upper limit, but it is the best way to limit the lower limit.

In this backward era where competitive sports are still focused on "physical fitness", this is the best method that can be thought of.

"Uncle Wang, I think that if this is the case, then we should completely replace these two physical tests."

"What do you mean?"

"That is, we put the return run in front. If you can't test the return run, then test the 12-minute run."

"Why is this?"

"Uncle Wang, when this football player plays on the field, he runs about 30 meters most of the time." Zeng Zheng explained.

"So we might as well regard the return run as the upper limit of the physical test standard and the 12-minute run as the lower limit of the physical test standard."

"This will not only improve the players' running skills on the court, but also help them stay at the bottom."

"The most important thing is that the physical test items have not changed, and the players' training is not in vain. What do you think?"

Wang Junsheng tapped his fingers on the table, thinking about the feasibility of Zeng Zheng's suggestion.

If other coaches mentioned this to him, he wouldn't even bother to talk.

Zeng Zhengke is different.

If Zeng Zheng trains his players according to this set of standards, then he really needs to think about changing the physical testing rules.

After a long while, Wang Junsheng asked tentatively: "Xiao Zeng, what do you think is a better standard for this turnaround run?"

"Uncle Wang, there is a program called yoyo physical test in Denmark. People have been using it for more than 10 years. I think it is appropriate to use it now."

"YoYo physical test?"

"That's right." Zeng Zheng snapped his fingers and gave a brief introduction, "It means completing a 20-meter return run within the specified time. After the whole process, the total distance will be about 2,200 meters."

"2200 meters? Is it too little?" Wang Junsheng frowned.

"No less, no less!" Zeng Zheng said with a smile, "Most people won't be able to run without special training for three to five months!"

"Ah? Are you so strict?"

"That's right!" Zeng Zheng suddenly lowered his voice, "Uncle Wang, this is not only the standard of my club, but also the standard of my selection of Olympic team members."

"Ah, you..." Wang Junsheng babbled, and after a while he said: "Boy, are you trying to trick the emperor and order the princes?"

"No, I can't say that I'm just going to let you do whatever you want. You have to give it a try first."

"Just give it a try!" Zeng Zheng said fearlessly, "You can choose the people A, A, B, and I will choose from my team. After I explain the rules, it depends on who you choose, or who I choose.

Can run!"

...

The next day, Wang Junsheng brought the four selected players to the training ground.

These four people are Gao Feng, Wu Chengying, Qu Shengqing and Zhao Junzhe.

"Uncle Wang, none of the four people you picked are worthy of your attention!"

Zeng Zheng said with a smile.

"Don't talk about those useless things! It's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk!"

Wang Junsheng raised his eyebrows, "Can you please run away first?"

"Okay, okay! Wang Zhuxi has already revealed his moves. You guys should go up and practice too!"

As soon as Zeng Zheng finished speaking, Li Tie, Zhang Xiaorui, Zheng Zhi and Li Weifeng also quickly stepped forward and stood on the starting line.

The matter of the new physical test project disappeared without a trace, and players from A, A, and B had already gathered around.

While everyone is watching the excitement, they also want to see if they can easily pass the test.

"Lao Gao, can you do it? Run with a bunch of boys!" Someone joked loudly.

Gao Feng shook his hair proudly, "I can't run 3,000 meters, and I can't even run 20 meters? Look at how these brats are following me and eating ashes! Hahahaha~~~"

As the only veteran in this test, Gao Feng certainly knew that his physical condition was the worst.

It's a difference, but he doesn't feel like he can't outrun others.

After all, this is a 20-meter return run.

Gao Feng's sprint speed over short distances is astonishing.

If the distance is short, these young guys might not be able to outrun me!

Wang Junsheng took the initiative to do so because of this consideration.

For example, Wu Chengying is a full-back, and his physical strength is among the best in the national team; Qu Shengqing and Zhao Junzhe are rookies in the Liaoning Football Team, and their ages are similar to the players under Zeng Zheng.

Wang Junsheng also wanted to take the opportunity to see how the final results of these two people were different from those of those under Zeng Zheng.

...

After the eight people took their places, Zeng Zheng explained the rules one last time.

"...Because this is a plateau, running one lap at the last level of speed is considered qualified."

"The total distance is 2,200 meters. Do you have any objections?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Well!"

"Get to your places...get ready!"

"Stuck!" Zeng Zheng pressed the play button on the radio.

As the whistle sounded from the radio, eight people ran out almost at the same time.

The distance of 20 meters flies by in an instant.

Eight people crossed the finish line almost at the same time, then turned around and stopped.

After waiting for a few seconds, the whistle on the radio sounded again, and the eight people ran towards the starting point again.

This time, the eight people reached their positions a few seconds earlier and stopped at their original positions to rest.

"Isn't this difficult?"

Seeing that Gao Feng was still thinking about waving to everyone, the onlookers started whispering.

"We are quite wealthy at this time. I should be about the same when I go to school." Ma Mingyu whispered.

"You can do it, so can I." Zhang Minghua also nodded.

Zhang Minghua has always had difficulty running the 12-minute race. I wish Zhu Xia would change the test items as soon as possible!

"Don't stop! I'd rather run slower than stop!" Zeng Zheng was directing the team members.

"Look, I'm just saying, this test won't work, you have to run slower on purpose!"

"It's really strange how Coach Zeng came up with such a simple test. Is it really to liberate us?"

"Coach Zeng's contribution is huge, hahaha..."

Hearing the roar of laughter from the players around him, Wang Junsheng also felt that something was wrong.

If this turnaround run is too easy, it will not achieve the purpose of increasing the upper limit of the player's running ability!

But after all, the test had just begun, so he didn't say anything.

After receiving instructions from Zeng Zheng, several Jianglong team members began to deliberately slow down.

Every time I ran to the line, I kept pressing the whistle, so I couldn't stop even a step.

As the number of trips increased, the eight people's breathing began to become rapid.

Gao Feng, who was more than adequate at the beginning, now felt as if his legs were filled with lead, gritting his teeth and following the rhythm.

Every time I see him running to the line, I subconsciously sprint a few steps, stretch out my foot and step on the line before the whistle blows.

It is completely different from the previous deliberate stuck points.

Now every time I cross the line, a new round trip begins immediately, becoming more and more compact and urgent.

As the music on the radio continued to play, these players participating in the "test" could only keep their heads down and run.

The laughter of the guys watching the fun around them became less and less, and they were replaced by serious faces.

"Lao Gao, come on!"

"Why did you run to the end?"

"Why are you still lingering? It's only 20 meters, can't you run?"

“Lao Gao, Lao Gao!

"

At this moment, Zeng Zheng's cold voice sounded.

"Gao Feng, first warning!"

Only then did everyone realize that everyone else had turned back just now, but Gao Feng's foot had not yet stepped on the line.

Upon hearing Zeng Zheng's warning, Gao Feng turned around and ran behind him, finally crossing the line before the next whistle.

Zeng Zheng saw this and ignored him.

He would only use such a small plan once.

After receiving a yellow card, Gao Feng also fought hard.

After all, he is a well-known national football player who surrendered that eagle.

If he loses to the other "kids" so quickly, where can he put his old face?

During the next roundabout run, Gao Feng was so energetic that he gritted his teeth and started "sprinting" over and over again.

He himself feels that he is sprinting, but to outsiders, it is completely like an old cow pulling a slow car.

In the end, his arrogant look made many players of similar level lower their heads.

"There's something wrong with this test!"

"No matter how bad Lao Gao's physical strength is, he won't be like this, right?"

"This kid secretly drank again last night?"

"How much did you drink to run like this?"

"It wasn't the eagle that corrupted it, was it?"

"Can't run 3000 meters, can't run 20 meters? Is this guy just pretending?"

"No! It's not like it's pretending, it's more like it's real!"

At this moment, Zeng Zheng's cold voice came again.

"Gao Feng, second foul, test failed!"

"puff!

"

Before Zeng Zheng could finish speaking, Gao Feng fell directly to the ground.

He rolled to the side with all his strength, rolled to the side and gasped for air.

"Lao Gao, Lao Gao!"

Several Lifan teammates immediately rushed forward and lifted Gao Feng from the ground.

"Lao Gao, don't lie here, it's so cold!"

"Come, come and rest on the bench over there!"

As he said that, Peng Weiguo and Jiang Feng held up Gao Feng's arms, one on the left and the other on the right.

The two of them just tried to lift it up.

At this moment, Gao Feng felt a surge of heat.

His Adam's apple went up and down, his mouth opened wide, and he spat it out with a "wow" in front of everyone.

This vomiting made Wang Junsheng's face turn green.

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