On the court.
The team's training match had already begun.
Chen Yufeng sat on the sidelines and watched for a while, listening to the crisp sounds of the ball being passed on the pitch. He was deeply moved.
It had to be said that the First Team and the youth team were on two different levels.
Every player's individual ability was better than the youth team players.
The tempo of the match was extremely fast.
None of the team members made any unnecessary movements.
Observe in advance.
To stop the ball in the desired direction.
He observed again, looking for an opportunity.
If there was a chance, pass the ball immediately.
If there was no chance, he would pass it back.
Or he could use his personal ability to dribble and create space.
They steadily pushed forward wave after wave of attacks.
The defensive players were also very good and experienced.
Basically, they wouldn't make a move unless they had full confidence. Everyone firmly defended their own defensive zone.
In such a confrontation, if one wanted to achieve a breakthrough, they could only rely on the brilliant play of some players.
Perhaps he had passed the ball that tore through the defensive line.
Or maybe he had scored a wonderful long shot.
And remember.
Stuttgart, which was so powerful, was now ranked second from the bottom in the Bundesliga.
It was easy to imagine how strong the other Bundesliga teams were.
Not only did they have a stable overall strength, but they also had very creative star players!
This was the difference between Stuttgart and them.
On the field.
About twenty minutes into the game, a good chance to score finally appeared.
The team in yellow vests pushed the ball into the front field with a quick counterattack.
No one made a mistake in the middle and steadily passed the ball.
"Bang!"
After coming to the front field, the midfielder passed the ball to Werner, who was standing in the front field.
Wayner followed the ball and led it to his right, poised to shoot.
Team Orange's defenders rushed forward to block and shake off their center of gravity.
"Bang!"
But at this moment, Wayner's ankle shook and he gently rubbed the ball out.
The ball crossed the defender's legs and reached the ribs of Team Orange's defensive area!
There, another striker of the Yellow Team quickly plugged in. After receiving the ball, he pushed the ball directly to the far corner.
“歘!”
The football flew into the net as expected.
1:0.
Yellow Team took the lead!
"Beautiful."
Looking at this wonderful offensive coordination, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but sigh," As expected of the First Team.”
Of course, since this was a training match, the players were very relaxed and performed better.
During the competition, they might only be able to play 70 to 80 percent of their strength due to various reasons.
However, it was still very good.
At the very least, it proved that they had the ability to do so.
Then, the competition continued.
The first half of the 30-minute training match quickly ended.
The second half began.
Team Orange also gradually began their counterattack.
They had a center forward who was 1.93 meters tall, so their tactics were very clear.
Two sides.
Create an opportunity through the flanks and pass to the center to find a big center forward.
"Bang!"
Seven minutes into the second half of the game, Team Orange passed the ball from the flank.
The Yellow Team's defenders immediately went to mark the Orange Team's big center forward, and their attention was drawn to him.
However, the ball was a little high. The few players in the front did not manage to grab it. The football fell straight to the back.
Behind them, Team Orange's other striker was unmarked!
"Bang!"
“歘!”
Once again, he did not stop the ball and steadily pushed the ball into the goal.
One to one!
After this goal was scored.
Head Coach Willich glanced at his watch and waved at Chen Yufeng.
"Wind, it's just a simple warm-up.”
"You wear the yellow vest."
The yellow team was on the same team as Bernard.
Wilrich had his own reasons for doing so. He wanted to see if there would be any sparks between the two young men.
If he could…
Wilrich couldn't help but smile. That would be too nice.
Chen Yufeng stood up from the substitutes 'bench and warmed up from the side.
Not long after.
He stood on the sidelines and replaced the other striker of the Yellow Team.
After going on stage, Chen Yufeng took deep breaths.
Other than that long shot, he was now slowly pursuing a higher goal for himself.
He hoped to keep up with the First Team's rhythm and pass the ball quickly after receiving the ball so that the team would not lose possession of the ball.
At the side.
Seeing Chen Yufeng replace his partner in the league, Wayner felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Why did the manager change such a young boy to partner with me?
He was puzzled.
Even though he was only nineteen years old, he was still young.
But in his own eyes, his 19-year-old was different from others.
He was now considered a very important player in the Stuttgart team.
However, these thoughts were only in his heart. He continued the game with some doubts.
Two minutes after the match.
"Bang!"
Chen Yufeng got the ball for the first time.
This time, he returned from the center forward position and received a very penetrating short pass from his player.
Chen Yufeng quickly turned to the left and raised his head to observe.
"Damn! Sh * t! Damn!"
As soon as he turned around, he heard Vilner's anxious cry.
He saw that Vilner had already found an opening and was ready to plug in.
However, with just a glance from Chen Yufeng, the opposing defenders had already taken their positions and strangled the potential threat to death.
It was too slow…
"Watch out in advance, Dongfang brat!"
Wayner seemed a little unhappy. The ball might have been passed over if it had been someone else.
This kid from the youth team was indeed weaker than the others.
"Bang!"
Chen Yufeng felt a little guilty for missing this opportunity.
He passed the ball to his teammate on the right, stabilized the ball, and then ran forward.
Next time, he should indeed observe in advance…He had to remember this, or else he wouldn't be able to keep up with the pace.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the wing guard on the right side suddenly faked the ball and passed it back to Chen Yufeng.
Chen Yufeng stopped the ball in his daze.
His teammate's feint earlier had actually messed up his thoughts a little…
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Next to him, there was the sound of Werner anxiously asking for the ball.
However, Chen Yufeng knew that he couldn't send the message.
He roughly observed his position and found that he was in the right corner of the penalty area, very far from the goal.
But beside him…
It seemed like there was no point for him to get the ball out…
Since that was the case.
"Bang!"
Chen Yufeng deftly swung the ball to the side, then followed up with a swing of his right leg.
He wanted to shoot.
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