The Strongest Demon Front

Zidane certainly wouldn't be so boring.

He still didn't speak.

After the mistake highlights were played, the video still did not stop.

The following picture looks rather ordinary. It is neither a goal nor a mistake. It is Chu Ge's movement and dribbling in the game. There seems to be nothing special about it.

This part of the video is longer than the previous two combined.

After playing, Chu Ge was thoughtful.

Zidane was not in a hurry to speak.

It took a few minutes before he spoke.

"Chu, since the day you joined Castilla, you've scored quite a few goals. Right."

Chu Ge nodded.

Although there was no expression on his face, there was a little pride in his heart.

He scored 11 goals in six games, with an average scoring rate close to two goals per game. The goal collection time is longer than that of some second-class players in the whole season. Chu Ge naturally has his proud capital.

Zidane glanced at Chu Ge.

Although Chu Ge didn't say it, he could guess what Chu Ge was thinking.

Zidane tuned up the video of Chu Ge's goal and played it again.

"Looking at these goals, do you think you're playing pretty well?"

He laughed suddenly, looking very relaxed.

"Haha... uh." Seeing the smile on Zidane's face gradually disappear, Chu Ge immediately restrained his smile.

What kind of medicine is in the coach's pot...

Chu Ge felt a little out of place.

"Humph!"

Zidane then continued to play the video. He quickly played the highlights of Chu Ge's mistakes, and then skipped directly to the third part.

Those bland-looking videos.

Zidane quickly pressed the pause button.

The screen freezes.

Chu Ge glanced at it and recognized at a glance that this was his first game in Castilla.

In this game, Chu Ge appeared in the 75th minute of the game as the team's right winger.

In the ensuing time, Chu Ge scored two goals and helped the team defeat the strong enemy SD Huesca with a score of 2:0.

It can be said that this is a very perfect debut.

Especially Chu Ge's second goal.

A genius shot, the football bypassed the goalkeeper's head and fell into the net, stunning the audience.

In that game, Chu Ge was undoubtedly the best in the game.

However, what Zidane played was not the picture of Chu Ge scoring a goal.

What he played was a dribble by Chu Ge.

In the picture, Chu Ge holds the ball and faces a Huesca defender.

Using his excellent speed, Chu Ge quickly got rid of the defender's entanglement.

When facing the second defender, Chu Ge's performance was still brilliant, he swayed continuously, and then passed the defender with a beautiful fake.

However, this beautiful performance came to an abrupt end when he encountered the third defender.

When passing the second defender, Chu Ge's line with the ball had already been predicted by the third defender.

Chu Ge did not fully control the football because of the lost opportunity.

As a result, the guard took the lead and got stuck in front of Chu Ge.

Chu Ge tried to go around the guard, but the guard used his body to get stuck behind him. Until the bottom line of football, Chu Ge did not touch the football.

"Have you found anything wrong?"

Zidane pressed the pause button again.

"There are too many of them. If it was just two guards, I would have passed." Chu Ge replied without hesitation.

"What else?" Zidane said calmly.

"Uh..." Chu Ge thought about it and said, "If I were stronger, the third guard might not be able to carry me."

"Speaking of which, do you think you think you should go through all of Huesca's defenders?"

Zidane touched his bald head,

Some helpless way.

"Neither. I just need to find an opportunity to shoot."

"..."

Zidane was speechless.

He stretched out his hand and started rubbing Chu Ge's head.

"Haven't you thought about passing the ball? Huh?"

Uh.

"I was wrong. Coach, stop rubbing, if you continue rubbing, you will be bald. I don't want to be like you." Chu Ge begged for mercy.

...

Zidane was angry and funny.

"I'm bald, and I'm stronger. Do you want to go bald first? Maybe you become bald, and you can become stronger, pass three or four defenders in one breath, and pass all defenders. become possible.”

"hey-hey."

Chu Ge smiled without saying a word.

I thought, I'm not stupid.

If it is true that being bald can become stronger, then all the people in the world will be bald. A person like Saitama-sensei is an anomaly, isn't it?

Just kidding.

Zidane quickly turned serious again.

"Actually, even if you don't tell me, I know. I understand why you don't pass the ball. You don't have confidence in your teammates, you don't have confidence in passing, and you don't have the habit of passing."

Chu Ge is a player Zidane discovered and brought back from China.

Zidane knows more about Chu Ge's characteristics than anyone else.

When he was in China, Chu Ge had no reliable teammates by his side. In many cases, the results he passed on to his teammates were not as good as his own.

When encountering difficulties, he subconsciously tries to solve the problem by himself alone.

rather than asking for help from teammates.

Because, judging from the results, the result of asking for help from teammates is often not as good as doing it alone.

This formed the habit of dribbling the ball by himself.

Although Zidane only watched a game of Chu Ge when he was in China, but with his knowledge of Chu Ge and his contact with Castilla during this period of time, Zidane already understood very well what kind of player Chu Ge is. .

"coach……"

Chu Ge scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

He couldn't deny Zidane's statement.

He also knows that he has some problems doing this, and he will consciously or unintentionally try to correct these habits during the game.

However, once the habit is formed, it often becomes a subconscious reaction. Sometimes, Chu Ge consciously or unconsciously would go to his opponents for a duel on the court instead of seeking cooperation with his teammates.

Zidane nodded.

Chu Ge was not allowed to continue talking.

He knew what Chu Ge wanted to say.

He suddenly laughed.

"Chu, do you think that I told you this just to teach you a lesson. Let you pay attention to teamwork in the future, pay more attention to passing the ball, and seek cooperation with your teammates?"

Zidane looked at Chu Ge with a smile in his eyes.

ah?

Chu Ge was a little stunned.

You came to me today, watching videos, chatting, and downplaying the topic of scoring goals, making a series of highlights of your own mistakes, and then staring and rubbing your hair with a serious face.

Isn't it just for this?

Is there anything more serious than this?

"Ha ha!"

Zidane laughed and patted Chu Ge on the shoulder.

"Chu, have you ever thought about what type of player you want to be?"

"Is it the core of the frontcourt, the kind that can pass and shoot; or is it the kind that focuses on breakthroughs and hits the door whenever there is an opportunity? Is it all-around or special?"

"Actually, passing the ball is a basic skill for any player. However, different types of players have different requirements for passing the ball."

"The role he plays in the team is different, the player's own abilities are different, and his role in the team system is also different."

"There are no identical players in this world. The key is to recognize your own characteristics, find your own path, and choose an environment that suits you in order to become the player you want to be."

"That's why I came to you today, Chu."