Lu Yin Silly Waist

At the Tottenham training base, Dong Yuming and Li Zhen walked to the fence to stop.

They looked at the black-haired teenager who ran wildly in the court, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became brighter.

"Yile's recent performance is too good, not too far from the starter." Li Zhen said excitedly.

Dong Yuming smiled, and he also felt fast. Judging from Yi Le's previous performance, he had already won the approval of many fans.

In the last round of the game, when the team fell into decline, many fans even shouted Yi Le's name.

This has already explained the problem.

Dong Yuming's job in the UK is very simple, he needs to record every bit of Yi Le.

During these few months of contact, Dong Yuming saw a hardworking child.

The sky was bright, he would get up from the bed and pull the two little friends to the training base for warm-up training first.

And after the training arranged by the coaching staff, he will stay and continue to practice.

Day after day, whether it is windy or rain, never absent.

Efforts are made, and eventually there will be gains, not to mention Yi Le is a gifted child.

He gradually improved himself from a midfielder who only knew how to attack.

He knows his shortcomings, so he constantly improves his interception ability, constantly arming himself, strengthening himself, and turning himself into a more comprehensive midfielder.

This self-discipline made Dong Yuming more optimistic about Yile's future.

"Everything depends on the head coach's decision."

Dong Yuming didn't know the news of Elkson's injury. Because it was closed training at that time, the news of Elkson's injury was not released.

It's just that today is an open training day. The reporters can't see Elkson's figure and will always make some speculations. Naturally, this matter cannot be concealed.

Dong Yuming watched the game on the field for a while, the cell phone jingle bell rang.

"I answered the phone, you continue to stare here."

Dong Yuming asked, and then walked to a tree under the tree, took out the phone and answered it.

"Hello. Who is this?"

Do n’t know what was said on the phone, Dong Yuming looked slightly stunned, and then smiled; "Make a decision? OK, I will follow up here at any time, but I have to send a column team at the headquarters, after all, I am responsible Premier League section. "

Hang up the phone, Dong Yuming walked back again.

Li Zhen glanced at the smile on Dong Yuming's face and asked curiously, "Brother Dong, what's the good thing?"

Dong Yuming nodded with a smile, and said, "We may have to run to Spain in the future."

This sentence made Li Zhenlen a bit, combined with his own work, could not help asking: "Are there any players staying abroad?"

Dong Yuming gently spit out two words: "Wu Lei!"

"Oh!"

Li Zhen said in surprise: "Don't he just get the Golden Boots of the Chinese Super League? A lot of clubs are waiting for him with a check waving, how can they still think about it?"

Wu Lei won the Super Boots gold boots last season, its value is needless to say, it can be said that it is the best striker player in China.

Wu Lei stayed in the Chinese Super League and had a lot of opportunities to make money. Why bother to stay abroad.

Know that those European clubs offer poorly paid Chinese players a poor salary ... amount ... except Yi Le!

Faced with such a problem, Dong Yuming laughed and laughed; "Who has no dream yet."

"Staying in the Chinese Super League is just self-styled. If I want to make progress or come out to kick, I support Wu Lei's choice."

Li Zhen tangled with a look: "No Chinese overseas players can kick. Wu Lei played well in the country, but it is enough to come to Europe."

"Who said he didn't kick it out." Dong Yuming glared at Li Zhen, then moved towards Nunu's mouth in front and said, "That's not it."

Li Zhen looked in the direction of Dong Yuming's mouth, and finally couldn't help grinning: "This is not to stay abroad, they are the products of La Masia's youth training."

"That also means that we Chinese can also play well."

"Ok."

......

In the training ground, Tottenham players were called in by coach Boas to take a tactical lesson after completing their final physical training.

In a clean and tidy tactical room, each Tottenham player sat on the bench, staring at Boas who was standing in front of the tactical board and spitting.

Blue Moon is not a good stubble!

Sitting with stars such as Aguero, Sterling, Yaya Toure, David Silva, and this summer, they introduced the outstanding Belgian De Blaunet, their striker and mid-season this season. The fields are top-level configurations.

But the good news is that David Silva was injured and could not play.

Even so, Manchester City is still a strong team. To face such a strong enemy, Tottenham obviously can not be taken lightly.

And in the standings, Manchester City stabilised Spurs.

There is a gap of 2 points between the two sides, whether it is to expand the points or complete the overtake, it is all in this field.

Boas said the rise of interest, frowning.

Yi Le started to wander too much.

He stared dullly out of the window, his head blank, and he had a bad idea.

Actually, he prefers to chase the ball outside than this monotonous tactical lesson.

"Easy ..."

Yi Le didn't respond, still the half-dead look.

Suddenly, he felt a bit stabbed in his waist, which made him recover, and could not help turning his head to look over, just saw Dele.Ali squeezed his eyebrows at him.

Yi Le tilted his head and wondered: "Ali, are you uncomfortable?"

The voice just fell, and there was a burst of laughter in the tactical room.

Yi Le just reacted, looked forward, and found Boas' arms around him, shaking his head helplessly.

Yi Le's heart twitched, and suddenly stood up, said: "Sir, I did not distract, I promise!"

Boas sighed and banged on the tactical board twice to signal everyone's quietness, and then said in earnest: "Easy, the next game, you are the key!"

"I need you to suppress Manchester City in the midfield, this will be the key to our victory, can it be done?"

Yi Le said without hesitation: "Can!"

"Very good!" Boas nodded with satisfaction, said: "The next game, we play double arrows, 4-4-2 formation."

"Easy, you don't need to go too deep into the opponent's half, all you have to do is to control the rhythm, help the team open the situation as soon as possible, and use your best vision and straight ball!"

"On the defensive side, you only need to do interception work without following up steals, that is Eric's job,"

"At the same time, you need to pay attention to the Belgians, who can quickly control the rhythm, which means which team takes the lead in gaining the advantage!"

Yile nodded and said, "Understood!"

Later, Boas explained to Harry Kane and Sun Xingmin ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ The entire tactical lesson took two hours. Yi Le fell asleep with his chin on his head, his head lightly point.

And he was sober again because of the excited howling of Sun Xingmin, and the head coach and other players had already gone.

"Yeah Yeah! I can finally start!"

Sun Xingmin jumped up and down excitedly, and was a monkey.

Yi Le also got up with a smile and said; "Great, Sun, let's go out and practice to celebrate."

Sun Xingmin Karma was quiet, he looked at Dele Ali.

Sun Xingmin came over and said with a heavy heart: "Yi, you need to know that there is something called champagne when celebrating in this world."

"I know, that's wine." Then Yi Le frowned and added: "It's hard to drink."

Sun Xingmin grinned and said: "Drinking is to see the atmosphere, to taste the fluttering feeling after drinking, do you understand?"

Yi Le shook his head decisively, revealing a trace of disgust, and said; "I hate that feeling."

When he remembered the feast of celebration, he was laid down by his teammates, and the whole world was spinning.

And the whole person is languishing for a day, even when sweating during exercise, there will be a strong smell of alcohol.

Looked at Yi Le's face seriously, Sun Xingmin and Dele. Ali covered their foreheads in unison, and said in unison: "Please! Who will save this idiot!"