Midfielder Ruler

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I don’t know which link went wrong. Italian transfer expert Di Matteo actually revealed that River Plate had accepted Bayern Munich’s offer during River Plate’s preparation for the second leg of the Copa Libertadores final, and that Rodrigo had entered Bayern’s headquarters on Sebena Street. photos as evidence. 【Zero↑Nine△Small↓Say△Net.09xs.】

Although River Plate sports director Enzo Francescoli and chairman Aguilar denied it in interviews with the media, there are pictures and evidence, so sports director Enzo Francescoli can't beat the annoying reporters, so he can only admit : "Everyone can easily see that Tang has a bright future. Ajia can't keep him, and South America can't keep him. His future is at the center of world football, and Bayern Munich has offered us an offer that we can't refuse. It’s a win-win situation, oh no, it’s a win-win situation.”

While admitting it, Enzo Francescoli is also very skillful in speaking. He first affirmed Tang Zheng's talent, and secondly, he showed that the stages of Ajia and South America are too small, as long as they are reasonable fans, they will not be disgusted. Besides, at the beginning of the season Tang Zheng vaccinated them, so the media broke the news that Tang Zheng was about to transfer to Bayern Munich after the Libertadores Cup final, and the loss was minimized.

But despite this, the reluctance of the River Plate fans still affected the River Plate's preparations.

Because River Plate defeated Cruzeiro 3:1 in the away game, coach Simeone accepted the club's high-level suggestions during the team's resumption of training and agreed to open fans to watch the training.

Thinking that Tang Zheng was about to leave River Plate, the fans were very sad. They stood outside the hanging net on the training ground and kept chanting Tang Zheng's name, which affected the overall training quality of the team.

In this regard, Simeone had to choose to clear the field in the afternoon training, otherwise he would not be able to prepare for the next round with peace of mind.

Although they scored three goals and two goal difference in the away game, if they don’t have a good competitive state to face Cruzeiro who is like a tiger, they can also fight against the River Plate at the Monument Stadium, so Simeone can’t do it. Dare to neglect, there have been too many AC Milan-style tragedies in the past.

"Don, you really decided to go to Bayern Munich?"

After the training, Falco held Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng nodded without denying it, and at the same time took a meaningful look at Falcao: "Aren't you also going to transfer this summer? Don't think I don't know!"

"Hey." Falcao laughed dryly, turned to look at Bonannot and Musacchio: "What about you?"

"I heard from my agent that Espanyol, Malaga and Villarreal are all interested in me, but the final choice has not yet been determined."

Bonanault said, shrugging.

"I guess it will be difficult to go this summer..." Musacchio said with his lips pursed.

"how?"

Falcao asked subconsciously.

Tang Zheng moved away with a smile, and said loudly: "There must be no team that wants it, otherwise what else can I do?"

"..."

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"Is what the outside media reports true?"

Simeone sat in the sports director's office and asked Enzo Francescoli, who was opposite him.

"Yes." Enzo Franciscoli crossed his fingers, a little curious: "I talked about this issue when I was interviewed by reporters yesterday, did you not pay attention?"

Simeone rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "The final is not over yet. I'm not like you guys who do nothing every day. It takes time and energy to formulate tactics and train. How can there be so much time to pay attention to the outside world?"

"This summer, not only Tang will leave, Romedal will also leave, and maybe Diego Jr. will also leave. You have to be mentally prepared."

Enzo Francescoli hesitated to speak, but said it anyway, after all, this day will come sooner or later.

In fact, Simeone was mentally prepared long before the Copa Libertadores final, but he was a little emotional when this day was about to come.

Tang Zheng was a young talent single-handedly picked out by him, and his rapid progress in just one and a half years was indeed beyond his expectations.

Simeone also knows that the current Tang Zheng will not improve much if he stays in the riverbed. Only Ouzhou, on the top stage, can allow him to continue to grow...

Leaving the office of the sports director, Simeone is preparing to adjust the project in tomorrow's training session.

And this training program is something the team has never experienced, and he learned it from rugby.

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Four days before the second round of the Copa Libertadores final, Tang Zheng's parents came to Buenos Aires, but he was busy with training and had no time, so he had to get rid of the Chen family's parents to entertain him.

For training, the River Plate players are still positive, at least on the surface.

Basically around 8:55, all the favorites arrived at the first team training ground, waiting for the training to start.

But today they feel that the training subjects seem to be a little different, because the head coach Simeone and the two assistants only hold the whistle.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

At around nine o'clock, Simeone looked down at his watch. He coughed lightly, moistened his throat, glanced at all the players present, and said loudly, "Today we will change to a special training program."

"Special training program?"

Someone subconsciously asked.

"That's right, it's very special." Simeone nodded, and then changed his voice: "However... this process may be a bit hard, even painful. I hope you can persevere."

Speaking of this, Simeone deliberately turned his head to look at Tang Zheng: "Especially you, Tang."

"The last thing I'm afraid of is pain."

Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders, patted his chest and said.

"That would be the best."

Simeone went on to say: "Our training program is called 'Death Crawl', that is, one person lies prone, with his hands and toes on the ground, his knees must not touch the ground, and the other person lies on the back of the player below, holding the prone player tightly with both hands. shoulders or clothes, with legs hanging slightly in the air, unable to touch the ground, and then climb the specified distance in the specified direction."

"By the way...you can't touch the ground on your knees halfway."

After talking about the rules of the game, assistant coach Jorge Gortillo and fitness coach Enzo demonstrated it.

"Is this training program simple?"

Simeone smiled.

"Uh-huh."

The players said in unison.

About half an hour later, everyone finished warming up and came to the long-vacant training ground next to it. Except for no goals, there were all other markings.

"Okay, everyone come to the starting point, carry your partner on your back, come on! Stick to thirty meters."

Simeone slapped his palms hard a few times and shouted to the players to get ready.

Immediately, the twenty-four players in the first team were divided into twelve groups.

Tang Zheng supported Musacchio's palms on the baseline grass, and the other eleven teammates also carried their partners on their backs and got ready.

With Simeone's whistle, everyone started to crawl together, at different speeds.

"Romedal, show your skills! Dude! Keep your knees on the ground! Keep your knees on the ground! It's only fifteen meters, hold on!"

"Hey! Augusto, you too! Show your skills! That's right! Ten yards! Ten yards to go! Show your strength!"

"Show your strength! Your faith! Come on!"

"Yes, yes, great guys! Now let's run back."

...

After finally climbing 30 meters, Tang Zheng couldn't take it anymore.

Until then, he didn't know what Simeone meant.

The training of "Death Crawl" is really special. It not only makes people crawl with weight, but also maintains the balance of the body. You can't rest in the middle, and your knees can't touch the ground. Every part of your body must be exerted. It is terrible!

Jog back to the starting point, taking turns.

When all the team members of the round were finished, Tang Zheng returned to the starting point and looked at his friend Musacchio playfully and said with a smile: "I said Mateo, is it so hard? Why do I feel like I just warmed up?"

The teammates didn't speak, but raised their middle fingers tacitly.

After all, this guy hasn't pretended well—why are you still panting heavily after warming up?

Bad review!

Simeone, who was communicating with physical coach Enzo, took Tang Zheng's words into his ears. He suddenly turned around and called Tang Zheng with his arms crossed: "Tang."

"Um?"

"I heard you just warmed up?"

"Uh." Naturally, Tang Zheng knew that he couldn't be cowardly at this time, otherwise he would pretend to fail, so he said bravely, "Yes,"

"Okay." Simeone pointed at Falcao: "Don, Romelda, come here."

"Is something wrong, boss?"

Tang Zheng stood up, feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay." Simeone shrugged his shoulders: "I just want to see your best score in 'Death Crawl'."

Immediately, the other twenty-three teammates, including Falcao, let out a burst of good-natured laughter.

But Tang Zheng had to show a smile uglier than crying: "Okay, head."

"Boss, are you asking me to climb thirty meters?"

Tang Zheng came to the starting point and asked.

If it was only thirty meters, he would have the confidence to complete it.

"No... I see you were so relaxed just now, I want you to challenge fifty meters."

Simeone shook his head.

"..."

Tang Zheng panicked completely. After finishing the thirty-meter 'death crawl' just now, his whole body felt sore.

Finish fifty meters, that will be fatal!

"Are you scared?"

"how is this possible?"

Tang Zheng said something subconsciously.

However, as soon as the words fell, he realized that he had been hit by coach Simeone's aggressive method.

As the saying goes, once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow.

Now that you have said it, let's work hard to do it!

"That's good, but I still hope you can make a promise, you want you to do your best."

Simeone looked up at Tang Zheng.

"Okay, I promise."

"Do your best?" Simeone questioned.

"I will do my best!"

Tang Zheng didn't think too much, and nodded with a serious face.

"Okay!" Simeone nodded in satisfaction, and then took out a black cloth from his trouser pocket: "And I just want to cover your eyes."

"why?"

"I don't want you to give up at a certain point," Simeone explained.

Tang Zheng said "oh", Simone covered Tang Zheng's eyes with a black cloth, tied it with a slipknot, and then patted Tang Zheng's shoulder forcefully: "Get down."

At the same time, turning to Falcao, he said, "Romedal, lie on Don's back."

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(To be continued.)