Chapter 12 A group of counselors

   Wenger folded his hands on his chest and watched quietly from the sidelines.

  His brows were frowned, this game is not to observe the main team, but the substitute team.

  The main observation targets are Arteta and Gervinho.

   Needless to say about Arteta's performance, it can be said that the substitute team frequently kicked the offense and stabilized the midfield. Arteta has contributed a lot.

   On the other hand, Gervinho's side is a bit unsatisfactory.

  Wenger wants Gervinho to be a winger.

  He even felt that Gervinho had a speed comparable to Bell's on the wing.

   It's just that in this training game, Gervinho's performance cannot be said to be very good.

   At this time, it was the attacking moment of the main team.

   After completing the steal, the main team began to advance quickly.

  The main team advances very fast, and they seem to be eager to play the ball in the midfield.

   The fact is the same!

  When Arsenal lost Cesc Fabregas, they have been using this tactic. The midfielder quickly played the ball to keep the danger away from the midfield.

   And this is the state now.

  When Rosicky passed the ball to Arshavin, Arshavin turned around and wanted to pass the ball to the withdrawn Van Persie to complete the transition.

  Both are ready.

  But when Arshavin passed the ball, a stumbling block appeared in the middle.

In Arshavin's field of vision, a yellow vest suddenly broke out in the form of a tackle, hooked the ball with his toes, got up during the gliding process, took two steps forward to stabilize his body, and then quickly passed the ball to Alter tower.

   At this moment, everyone including Arshavin was stunned.

  They have to admit that this interception is simply outrageous!

  The standard sliding shovel interception posture, coupled with the destruction of the passing center, brought the main team's offense to an abrupt halt in an instant!

   And all this comes from Lucky? !

   "It's this guy again!"

  Since the last warm-up match, this guy has ruined his good deeds three times in a row.

   But then again, how does this guy know where his pass is going.

  Wenger on the sidelines was also stunned for a moment, then he turned around and asked, "Has anyone noticed how he got there?"

   As soon as the voice fell, everyone looked at a loss.

   Their job is to focus on Arteta and Gervinho, not Lucky.

   Who knows how this guy got there.

   Lucky's interception caught the main team off guard, while on the bench, Arteta quickly launched a counterattack after receiving the ball.

   Arteta's sense of smell told him that this is a good opportunity!

  The continuous decisive and smooth transmission and cutting has begun!

   At that time, Lucky did not run forward, but ran to Arteta's position to defend.

  He has a clear understanding of himself.

  Now he can't adapt to Arsenal's fast passing and cutting, running up is just adding to the chaos, it's better to stay and defend.

   Sure enough, this attack failed again.

  The ball has already entered the penalty area, but Chamberlain hesitated too much, and was destroyed by the opponent before he even had a shot.

  Bigfoot comes out.

  The ball flew towards the midfield.

   Due to the forward moves of Arteta and Bayonne, the manpower here is vacant.

  Walcott judged the landing point and ran over.

  The ball is getting closer and closer to him.

  But just as he was about to stop the ball, there was a whistling sound in his ear.

  The next second, see the yellow vest again.

   This guy shot out directly from the left side, jumped high and flew high, his lumbar spine was like a bow, he headed back, directly destroyed the ball in the air, pushed it out of the sidelines, and bought time for the substitute team to retreat.

  Patter!

   Lucy's feet landed on the ground, his chest heaving and panting.

  The two defenses exhausted him!

   At this time, there was no sound in the stadium.

  Everyone turned their heads and looked at Le Kai in astonishment.

   Two consecutive defenses.

   One interception, one destruction!

   can be called the general standard of textbooks.

  The most important thing is why is this guy everywhere?

   Even Alexander Song on the opposite side slapped his head and murmured, "Damn it!"

  As the same defensive midfielder, he knows how difficult it is to achieve Lucky's level.

   Unless there is a luck factor, he feels that he can't do such a clean and continuous defense.

   It has to be said that Lucky's two defenses directly suppressed the main players and the substitutes.

  Even the coaching staff on the sidelines looked at each other.

"I saw!"

  The coaches turned their heads in unison.

  Physical coach Tony Colbert shouted: "He didn't participate in the offense, but took the initiative to defend Arteta's position!"

  Crap!

  The coaches rolled their eyes.

  After Lucky defended for the first time, they began to pay attention to him subconsciously.

   Lucky's running position is fully visible.

"He knows that there is a gap there, or in other words, he knows that if the substitute team's offense is unsuccessful, then Artat's position will become a defensive gap, so he prepares there in advance!" Tony Colbert couldn't blink his eyes Blinking, said; "He has a natural sensitivity to neutral."

   Immediately, he scratched his head and said, "There are also talents in judging placement and ball path."

   After speaking, Tony Colbert looked at Wenger.

  Wenger also pursed his lips tightly and said, "Defensive core!"

   Beep!

  In the field, Patrice, who was the referee, blew his whistle, and then let out a soft hey.

  He turned his head and looked in the direction of the coaching staff, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

  He knows very well what kind of deterrence this guy can explode if he puts Lucky on the defensive hub of the midfielder.

  The most important thing is that this is not all about him!

   Wait to be dumbfounded!

   "Good job!"

   Arteta ran back and patted Lucky on the shoulder.

  If it wasn't for Lucky's defense, according to the offensive ability of the main team, they would have lost the ball.

   Lucky smiled, hit Arteta's chest with his fist, and said, "Just run forward, I'm behind you!"

  Hearing the words, Arteta froze for a moment, and then showed a bright smile.

  Having a defensive midfielder partner who is enough to make him feel at ease, this is not too wonderful.

  Lucky's two defenses caused the substitute team's midfielder to gradually suppress the main team.

  Arteta and Lucky.

   One offense, one defense!

  The two cooperated extremely tacitly.

   And under the performance of Lucky, he gradually began to harvest the pass.

  He knew that this was a sign that his teammates had begun to appreciate him and give him trust.

   As for the passing of his teammates, Lucky is cautious.

  He knows that his ability to hold the ball is not very good, so he hardly sticks to the ball. If he chooses to pass the ball with one touch, he is at best excessive.

  The main target of his pass is Arteta, after all, he is the core of the playmaker. If he does not pass it to him, who will pass it to!

   And once Arteta can't be found, he will also choose Bayonna.

  Anyway, one of these two people is always near him.

  Under such circumstances, Lucky played well and fully integrated into the substitute team.

   On the other hand, Chamberlain's performance was terrible.

   Less than 20 minutes into the training match, Chamberlain was sweating profusely.

  The pressure from the main team and dissatisfaction with his performance made him extremely anxious.

  He was running with his mouth open, feeling the rapid loss of physical energy, but his heart became more and more anxious.

  As a good friend, Le Kai has gradually gained the trust of his teammates, and has even faintly become the key hub of the defense.

   And he did nothing.

  He needs to perform, he needs to score goals!

  Run!

   Keep running!

  As long as you are still running, there must be a chance!

  Chamberlain is like a bull in the frontcourt, constantly attacking, where the ball passes, he runs there.

   This guy is completely out of formation and tactics.

  Especially after the main team scored goals in consecutive attacks, this emotion became even more serious.

  I am a center forward, I want to score!

   Must score!

   Be sure to show!

  He felt that the whole world was so quiet, it was terrifyingly quiet.

   All ears were filled with the sound of passing the ball, and no one spoke or shouted.

  I seem to be isolated.

   Please!

   Give me some voice!

   Wenger also frowned on the sidelines.

  The atmosphere is not right.

  Everyone is playing ball, they refuse to communicate.

   This sentiment mainly flowed from the main team and is now affecting the substitute team.

  He looked at Van Persie with a hint of hope in his eyes.

  You are the captain, you need to stand up and speak out!

   But Van Persie did not!

   At this time, Van Persie was also swallowed by this silence.

  Wenger looked at Arteta again.

   found Arteta is also very quiet.

  He is a little helpless, Arteta is a quiet player, he rarely yells on the court, this is also one of his characteristics.

  But Arsenal needs voices at this time!

   Get rid of this annoying silence!

   Van Persie!

   Song!

  Arteta!

   Vermaelen!

   Szczesny!

   Rosicky!

  Anyone can!

  Stand up and shout out!

   But. No one.

   Wenger raised his head slightly, the sunlight was a bit dazzling.

   Bathed in the scorching sun, but the whole training ground seemed to be covered with a haze.

   Chamberlain fell.

  He failed to catch Arteta's pass.

  He was lying on the lawn, his fists clenched tightly.

   If possible, he hopes to lie down like this forever, he doesn't want to continue anymore!

  He played...too bad!

   Silence! Quiet!

  Everyone just looked at it coldly, and no one went to help Chamberlain.

  At this moment, Arsenal is like a cold cave, which makes people feel chills all over.

   Chamberlain buried his head in the lawn like an ostrich hiding from reality.

   No one will help me!

   Just let me stay like this.

   I don't want to continue anymore!

  Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion on the ground!

   "You're an idiot!—"

   Explosive roars filled the entire training ground.

  It broke the deathly silence like spring thunder.

  But it was this roar that seemed to lift a heavy burden off his shoulders.

  Everyone heard the reputation and looked forward.

Near the middle circle, they saw a boy in a yellow vest with a ferocious face roaring; "Idiot! Idiot! Do you think you are playing a game or what are you doing? No one knows what you are going to do. Do you think your eyes can speak? God The mouth is for you to communicate, not to lie on the ground and chew on the turf! Stand up!—”

  Lucky’s voice is very loud and very loud.

  Especially in a quiet stadium, it is even more awe-inspiring.

   For a while, no one dared to speak.

  Looking at Chamberlain lying on the ground and crashing to death, Lucky became even more angry.

  Damn it!

   "I say it again! Stand up! Don't make me beat you!"

  Hearing this, Chamberlain's body trembled slightly, as if he had thought of something bad, and he started to get up aggrieved.

  The entire facial features are twisted together, and the mouth is trembling.

   Good guy! This is the rhythm to cry!

   "Hold back!"

   Lucky roared again.

suck!

   Chamberlain didn't dare to shed tears!

   "Can you shout?!" Le Kai roared angrily!

   Chamberlain whispered; "Yes!"

   "The voice is too low, I didn't hear it, can you?!" Le Kai roared again, his voice raised a little.

  Chamberlain's face was flushed red, his heart was full of shame and anger, and he said with a tear in his voice; "Yes!!—"

   Le Kai just turned his head and spat, and cursed angrily, "You **** is making trouble for someone!"

   After speaking, he noticed that the scene was quiet.

  Everyone was staring at themselves in a daze.

   Even Van Persie and others had a strange look in their eyes.

   Regarding this, Le Kai turned to Arteta and said, "Is there a problem?"

   Arteta also came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and said, "No problem! You did a good job!"

   Le Kai turned around and muttered something in Chinese: "A group of cowards!"

   Seeking support for the new book seedlings!

   Seek collection! Ask for all kinds of tickets!

  

  (end of this chapter)