Peng Guowei stood in front of the players who had just finished training and said loudly: "In the next game against AC Milan Youth Team, we will make some personnel adjustments... Zheng Yi starts!"

"He starts?"

"How could he start?"

"Peng Zhi got it wrong!"

Zheng Yi's first four words were like thunder on the ground, which made everyone tense up and keeps commotion.

I have to say that Peng Guowei's decision was too unexpected. If it were Liao Lisheng, everyone's reaction would not be so great!

Because Liao Lisheng is a serious professional player, just like everyone else! And what about Zheng Yi?

Before he joined the team, he was a student who had just graduated. Not to mention that he had never played in the professional arena or the National Amateur Football League (China C) under the Chinese Football Association. What qualifications does he have to start?

The team has suffered a wave of injuries, but it is not yet as if it is a starter with an amateur player!

Everyone looked at Peng Guowei and Zheng Yi in surprise, in confusion. He pointed at himself in a conditioned manner and asked in disbelief: "Me?"

"Yes! It's you!" Peng Guowei replied with great affirmation.

The players around him responded differently to Peng Guowei's affirmative answer.

Han Demen poked Zheng Yi excitedly and said, "Boy! The opportunity is here!"

Liao Lisheng was also very happy and said, "It's great Brother Zheng Yi!"

Lu Lin was a little surprised. This afternoon, he was criticizing Zheng Yi for being unprofitable and not anxious about being unable to play. Unexpectedly, the head coach announced that Zheng Yi would start in the next game... It really made him not know what to say.

Should we say that the world is changing fast?

However, when he thinks of Zheng Yi's attitude, he feels that it is probably meaningless to let Zheng Yi start. It's very simple. What can you expect from an amateur player?

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes again and ignored the surprised whispers.

The most surprising person in the crowd was Li Jianbin. Of course, he was not worried that Zheng Yi would take his place. Instead, he had been in many situations and said that Zheng Yi would never play in the game because he was an amateur player! Student soldier! He was just a slut in the back door! However, he never expected that the head coach would arrange the slut to enter the starting list, and announced it in public! This was simply... he slapped him in the face!

Especially when he saw Zheng Yi's stupid appearance after announcing the start, he sneered and said in his heart: Can such an idiot start? I'm so blind!

Wait! You will soon regret this decision!

The level of professional football is not something that amateur players like you can imagine, and the opponent is still a European giant echelon! You will be torn to pieces by your opponent, and then you will be replaced in a mess! Going through the back door! This is your reality!…

...

After finishing training, the three of them sat at a table again while having dinner.

"Okay, first of all, congratulations to Zheng Yi for getting the starter! This is the second of us who won the starter!" Han Demen said, raising the juice in the cup.

"Brother Zheng Yi! Come on!" Liao Lisheng also raised his cup.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you two brothers! Cheers without saying anything!" Zheng Yi was also very excited to raise his cup.

"Okay! Cheers!"

"cheers!"

The three glasses collided with each other and made a crisp sound, just like the laughter of three people.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of some people, and it smelled jealous and sour.

"Haha! Isn't it just a starter? You need to clink a glass to celebrate?" Looking at Zheng Yi and others who were celebrating, Zhang Chao looked disgusted.

In the last game, Zhang Chao got a chance to play because full-back Peng Shaoxiong received a red card. Although Peng Shaoxiong was lifted from the ban in this game, Liao Lisheng performed poorly in the midfielder Zhang Chao originally thought he could get a starting opportunity, but Zheng Yi did not expect that he would make a strife.

"Oh! Brother Zhang! You can't say that! Think about it, an amateur player who gets the starting opportunity for a professional game is like a beggar picking up a flesh bone, so you can't celebrate it!" Yang Yihu, who was sitting next to Zhang Chao, spoke comforting, but his words were full of disdain and sarcasm for Zheng Yi.

Yang Yihu was also dissatisfied with Zheng Yi's starting lineup because he also lost the position. In the game against AC Milan, Peng Guowei adjusted the formation to 433, Zheng Yi took the position in the middle of the three midfielders, and the three forwards were Lu Lin, Beic and Jiang Ming in turn. Yang Yihu, who originally played the right forward in 4231, was swept out.

Listening to the dissatisfaction of the two people singing and drinking around him, Li Jianbin felt much more comfortable. The facts proved that Zheng Yi was still unpopular, so he comforted the two: "Don't worry! How long can that kid's level last? Once Peng Zhi finds that he can't play offense and defense, he will definitely go on! It's not the time that you'll be replaced! You just sit on the bench and wait to see him make a fool of yourself!"

After saying that, Li Jianbin looked at Zheng Yi's table, his eyes were full of chills, and he snorted two cold snorted in his nose...

...

It was quiet at night, everyone fell asleep, and Zheng Yi fell asleep.

"Axing! I'm in the starting lineup!"

As soon as he entered the system, Zheng Yi couldn't wait to tell Shuangyunxing the news of the start.

However, Shuangyunxing's reaction was not as excited as Zheng Yi imagined, and he just said calmly: "Congratulations."

"What are you doing? I'm in the starting lineup? Be happy!" Zheng Yi shouted.

"This is just a friendly match, and you are not sure of winning yet." Shuangyunxing replied seriously.

"What's the meaning?"

"Instead of putting time on unrealistic fantasies, it's better to use this time to get to know your opponent!"

"The art of war says: know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"

"Tsk~"

Shuangyunxing's seriousness always comes so suddenly. Zheng Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he had to admit that what Shuangyunxing said made sense.

He said: "I heard that what you mean, the training data has been established?"

"Given that you have qualified for the starter, before you conduct a simulation competition, you can first understand your opponent! Look at your opponent's technical characteristics and style."

As he said that, he appeared in front of Zheng Yi, with portraits and information of the players. This is the novice match that Zheng Yi will face - AC Milan Youth Team.

"Damn! Why didn't you say this earlier?" After looking at Zheng Yi's first reaction was not surprised, but to blame Shuangyunxing.

"Tum! Why do I show you if you are not qualified?" Shuang Yunxing adhered to his usual style of not beating against the sky, not beating against the ground, and being single against Zheng Yi.

"Okay! You're ruthless!"

Knowing that he was not the opponent of Shuangyunxing, Zheng Yi also gave up his resistance and focused his eyes on the information of AC Milan youth team.

"Matia de Cilio, full-back..."

"Jimmarco Zigni, 1.88 meters as a striker..."

"Simone Verdi..."

...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!