Football trials are usually divided into two major parts: one is physical fitness and the other is basic skills. In addition to these two things that affect the passing of the trial, there are also some other factors, such as the player's mental quality and coach's likes and dislikes.

The main assessment of football physical fitness test is 12 minutes of running, which is the distance to run within 12 minutes. The passing line for football players to run in 12 minutes is 3,000 meters. Of course, it is better if you can run 3,500 or above, because no coach does not like players with sufficient physical fitness.

The basic skills of football are mainly used to assess the five items of passing, strap, protect, shoot, and grabbing. Of course, these five items also have position differences, that is, the focus is different in different positions. For example, the goalkeeper has more hands than foot skills. For example, the striker is the top priority compared to other shots.

If the physical fitness test is not outstanding during the trial, the basic skills test is also an important battlefield for regaining the coach's impression score. In this area, you can fully demonstrate your strengths and characteristics.

After arriving at the training ground, Peng Guowei didn't talk much nonsense and directly conducted physical fitness tests on all the team members, including Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi has been eliminated in the physical fitness level many times in his previous trial training, and he rarely has the chance to enter the second round of basic skills tests. Now he is facing the same problem again...

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On the side of the training ground, Zheng Yi took heavy steps and ran forward. The rapid physical exhaustion caused Zheng Yi to suffer extremely pain. However, what made Zheng Yi even more painful was that he had only run 2,300 and 400 meters in the 12-minute run, and there was only less than a minute left. If nothing unexpected happened, he would not reach the passing line of 3,000 meters.

At this time, Zheng Yi thought of the Shuangyun Star, and he knew that the Shuangyun Star was the only possibility that he could complete a 12-minute run.

"Axing...Axing...help me!help me!"

Zheng Yi was breathing rapidly and kept calling Shuangyunxing in his mouth, but there was no response in his mind.

Time passed by second by second. Zheng Yi did not give up shouting to Shuangyunxing, nor did he give up running. He insisted on running forward until the crisp whistle sounded.

"Time is up!!! Stop!"

"Wow!"

Peng Guowei's stopping sounded like a natural sound to Zheng Yi, just like Monkey King loosened the tight spell. He immediately slowed down his pace, supported his hands on his knees, and breathed in fresh air in big mouthfuls.

After gasping for several minutes, the suffocating feeling relieved a lot, and then Zheng Yi straightened his waist.

"Damn! No! So much difference?! I'll go... Can this guy from Han Demen run so far?!"

It doesn't matter if he doesn't straighten his waist. Zheng Yi felt his soul trembling when he straightened up. He saw that he was at least 400 meters away from the main force, and was on the opposite track. Not only that, Han Demen, who played the goalkeeper, was far superior to him.

Seeing this result, Zheng Yi was very depressed and bitter, especially after failing many trials, he saw the same scene again.

Zheng Yi was extremely depressed and buried his head in the army to meet up with the main force. On the way, he found that everyone was watching him, and their expressions and actions were very familiar to Zheng Yi, but today was more exaggerated than before.

However, not everyone is like that. Han Demen looked very surprised when he saw Zheng Yi, as if something surprised him.

Han Demen trotted towards Zheng Yi.

"How do you...how do you feel?"

"good!"

"What are they looking at? Are handsome people that look so good?"

"them…"

After Han Demen arrived by his side, Zheng Yi vented his depression, but Han Demen surprisingly did not take Zheng Yi's words, which made Zheng Yi very surprised.

"They? What's wrong with them?"

Zheng Yi stared at Han Demen with sharp eyes, which made Han Demen feel cold on his back.

"I...I told them you were from the Chinese Super League team, but I didn't expect you..."

"Han Demen!!! You big mouth!! Who told you that I am a Chinese Super League player?"

Before Han Demen finished speaking, Zheng Yi became furious. His cold-eyed feelings were not jealous of his prosperous appearance, but waiting to see a joke about the so-called "Chinese Super League player"! Oh! Look! That's from the Chinese Super League, and he can't finish running 3,000 meters in 12 minutes! No wonder he came to the Chinese League One and he couldn't make it!

Han Demen's unintentional mistake undoubtedly made Zheng Yi the target of this group of frustrated people. You should know that although they are a team, they are in a competitive relationship. It is unreasonable to not pay attention to Zheng Yi being rumored to be a "Chinese Super League player", but Zheng Yi knew that this would not help him integrate into this team.

Zheng Yi got angry and Han Demen felt quite aggrieved and said, "Isn't this what you said?"

"That's what you said!"

Zheng Yi was not so angry that he shouted, leaving Han Demen and walked towards the crowd.

When Zheng Yi got into the crowd, the discussion immediately became much smaller, but the smiles and sarcasm on their faces were still obvious. After Zheng Yi entered the team, the crowd intentionally or unintentionally distanced him from Zheng Yi and isolated him. Zheng Yi was speechless and helpless when he saw this situation.

At this time, Peng Guowei had already stood in front of the team, holding the blue folder in his hand, with a regular expression of seriousness, glanced at each player, and said: "We can still maintain such physical condition during the period of suspension of the league! Not bad! I am very satisfied!"

I don’t know if I think the praise is not strong enough, Peng Guowei added: “All of you perform very well!! Keep cheering!!”

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional.

Peng Zhi said that everyone performed well, and that new boy was not finished three thousand meters, so he was also excellent?

Is there any insider? Is there a backdoor? Or an illegitimate child?

Many people in the crowd were secretly speculating, and Zheng Yi also doubted whether Peng Guowei was polite, but looking at Peng Guowei's expression didn't seem to be a joke.

"Am I really outstanding?" Zheng Yi muttered, and when he looked up, he happened to see Peng Guowei looking at him, and gave him a recognized smile.

"Peng's finger?!"

In an instant, Zheng Yi felt as if he had been recognized by the whole world, and all the depression and dissatisfaction turned into nothing in the blink of an eye.

However, it was such a small interaction that was captured by others present in their eyes. The inside story that the illegitimate child was quietly identified...

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After the physical fitness test, the next step is the basic skills assessment. Others do not need to participate in this area, they only need normal training, so Zheng Yi can also prepare well.

Unexpectedly, he was recognized by Peng Guowei. Zheng Yi said that he would show off his unique skills to make Peng Guowei look better.

As a striker, he shot after getting rid of it is Zheng Yi's specialty. When he was in college, he used this skill to fight all the F-Great Invincible.

Zheng Yi was not a fan of basic skills assessment, so he directly chose to shoot around the ball. This basic skills tests the player's sense of ball and dribbling ability, and can be said to reflect Zheng Yi's characteristics.

"It's ready!"

Standing in front of eight yellow marking poles, Zheng Yi reached out to signal.

"start!"

The assistant coach issued an order and Zheng Yi dribbled the ball. Zheng Yi passed the three heads smoothly. When the fourth one was reached, Zheng Yi was not sure about the timing of touching the ball. After passing the fourth one, the ball had lost control.

Zheng Yi was a little depressed when the first attempt failed. After adjustment, he started his second attempt, but still failed to pass. This time, his center of gravity was not well controlled.

"Why is this happening? I can obviously do it! Why?" Zheng Yi was a little impatient when he lost the second time.

"Take it slow! Don't worry!"

At this time, Peng Guowei's shout came. Zheng Yi turned around and found that Peng Guowei was not facing him, but no matter what, Peng Guowei's shout made Zheng Yi much more stable.

After setting out for the third time, learning from the lessons from the previous two times, Zheng Yi achieved the ultimate goal of touching the ball and the center of gravity control, and the first six points passed smoothly.

Seeing that the Long March reached its last step, Zheng Yi suddenly felt dizzy, and then his body lost balance and the ball hit the marking pole.

"Depend on!"

Zheng Yi sat on the grass and rubbed his temples with one hand and was upset, and the assistant coach not far from him was also feeling regretful.

However, at this time, a very mean voice came from behind Zheng Yi: "Oh! The Chinese Super League player has bumped into him again? Do you want me, a substitute in the Chinese League One, to teach you how to pass the shot! Ah? Haha!"

As soon as this shout fell, it immediately attracted many people's approval. Of course, they hoped that Zheng Yi, a "Chinese Super League player", would perform better as bad as possible.

Zheng Yi was very angry when he heard this. As the saying goes, uncle can't bear it. Even if he doesn't stay here, he will teach that crazy guy a lesson.

But before Zheng Yi left, Peng Guowei stood up and shouted, "What's the noise? Do you think you're good?"

"I don't think so... I'm just telling the truth..."

"Li Jianbin, do you still have the nerve to speak?"

The so-called "shocking" shot out the first bird, and the player who was the first to ridicule Zheng Yi muttered, and was immediately hit by Peng Guowei's precise firepower.

"A professional football player, you only run 500 meters more than a student. Is it honorable? Is it awesome? Trash! Trash! Do you know?"

“I…student?!”

Li Jianbin was about to refute, but he heard a very critical word "student" in Peng Guowei's words!

Is that kid still a student?

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