After Paris Saint-Germain was removed from the list, I led England to victory!

After the winter break, the first high-intensity joint training session since the new signings joined the team is underway.

Nagelsmann stood on the sidelines, his black down jacket open, revealing a bright orange training vest underneath, holding a tactical board in his hand.

He spent a long time yesterday doing sand table simulations in the tactics room.

Frenkie de Jong, this young man from Ajax, possesses extraordinary vision and silky smooth passing and receiving abilities, as if he has a precise map in his own hands in the midfield.

Maguire is fierce in frontal defense and his aerial dominance is almost unchallenged. Although he is not particularly fast in turning, his position on the right side of Nagelsmann's three-center-back system is enough to make him a pillar of strength.

At the heart of the entire tactical puzzle is still his beloved disciple, Yan Yuan, who can stir up a storm on the right flank.

"Frankie," Nagelsmann called De Jong to his side before the scrimmage, marking out his area on the field with virtual markers.

"See this area? Your job is to receive the pass from the back line the instant the offense transitions. Whether it's Schulz, Vogt, or Harry, they'll be looking for you first!"

Once you get the ball, move forward quickly and look for the most effective breakthroughs on both flanks, especially the right winger position.

Use your through balls to penetrate the defense, or promptly pass to the wing-backs to create overlapping runs. Remember, speed, accuracy, and a wide field of vision are crucial!

De Jong listened attentively, his eyes sparkling with understanding and excitement, and nodded vigorously.

De Jong felt a sense of familiarity at Hoffenheim.

Because Nagelsmann and Ten Hag have similar styles, and both enjoy mentoring young people, De Jong felt a sense of kinship with them.

Then, Nash turned to Maguire beside him and said:

"Harry, look here, your area is over here," he said, drawing a semicircle to the right of the tactical board's defensive line.

"Your job is to completely shatter any illusions that people are trying to attack from this direction or try to loft the ball to the center forward! Use your body! Use your headers! Be as tough as a rock in front of them. And," Nagelsmann added,

"If you regain possession, don't hesitate! Immediately find Frankie or another defensive midfielder and let them orchestrate the play. Remember, you are a powerful starter, not an finisher!"

Maguire puffed out his chest, his broad shoulders seeming even more solid, and responded in a deep, powerful voice:

"Understood, Coach!" His gaze swept over the opposing forwards, a hint of challenge in his eyes.

Finally, his gaze fell on that familiar figure: Yan Yuan was stretching on the sidelines, his expression focused and calm.

Nagelsmann walked over and patted his protégé on the back:

"Kid, run freely. Remember, one of our core offensive directions is still your right flank."

Frankie will give you more opportunities to directly confront their last line of defense, but once those opportunities arise, it's up to you to seize them and wreak havoc on them.

Yan Yuan raised his head, a handsome smile habitually curving his lips:

"Coach, as long as the ball gets to my feet, I guarantee I'll show them what it means to 'cut butter with a hot knife'."

This remark drew laughter from Gnabry and the others nearby.

"Alright!" Nagelsmann clapped his hands, his whistle piercing the cold air. "Start! Blue Team (main template) vs. Orange Team (simulated opponent)! Go all out!"

The competition was like a battlefield, igniting instantly.

The Blue team intercepted the ball in their own half, and Vogt, without hesitation, poked the ball precisely to De Jong's feet.

The ball seemed to have a navigation system, stopping steadily in front of De Jong.

With just one touch of the ball, De Jong's value was fully demonstrated.

He didn't hold onto the ball, and he barely paused at all.

His body seemed to sense the movements around him in advance. With an extremely nimble half-turn, he dodged the attacking midfielder's symbolic pressure from the orange team. At the same time, his eyes scanned the front field as quickly as radar.

While Vogt was still grinning at himself for his perfect pass, De Jong's right foot seemed to have a catapult attached, and with a "whoosh," he made a low, through pass!

The football, like a sharp scalpel, sliced ​​through the seemingly tight but actually subtly gap-filled connection between the three lines of the orange team!

The ball was passed too early and too tricky, its target being the blue figure that started moving in an instant—Yan Yuan!

"Great shot!" Nagelsmann exclaimed from the sidelines, his body leaning forward unconsciously.

The core concept of the new tactic was realized in the blink of an eye with each pass and run.

De Jong's combo was indeed swift and deadly!

Nagelsmann could vaguely sense that De Jong's future was equally limitless; he was practically born for the midfield.

After receiving the ball, Yan Yuan pushed his speed to the limit.

Akpoguma, the left-back for the Orange team who was defending him, was also a tough opponent and had anticipated his move to block him.

Just as Yan Yuan was about to run into Akpoguma's "pocket," everyone thought this sharp attack would be stopped by a physical collision.

At that critical moment, Yan Yuan, who was running at high speed, made a move that took everyone's breath away.

Yan Yuan took a big step forward with his left foot, stomping heavily on the grass. Almost using this as a pivot, he suddenly shifted his body weight sharply to the left, as if he were about to overtake from the outside!

His shoulders swayed, his eyes glanced to the left front, and his entire body posture was incredibly realistic!

Akpoguma was completely fooled, and then he hurriedly adjusted his center of gravity, moving with all his might to the left side of his body to block the attack.

He had already leaned forward, ready to take the position!

However, at the very moment the center of gravity shifted, Yan Yuan's left ankle, which was firmly planted, seemed to have come to life, and with an incredible explosive force and flexibility, it twisted inward!

The body's center of gravity, which had been tilting, was forcefully pulled back to the right by this explosive force!

At the same time, he deftly flicked the ball forward with the inside of his right foot, preventing it from rolling along its inertial trajectory.

Instead, it glided along the ground like a ghost, drawing a sharp inward curve in a very small space, passing right between Akpoguma's inside legs as he lost his balance!

The person feigns a charge to the left!

But the ball cuts inside to the right!

This was a fake sudden stop and change of direction that couldn't be more fake, but the key was the terrifying explosive twist of the supporting foot and the exquisite power of the right foot controlling the ball!

The subtle force applied made it difficult to distinguish between a genuine and a fake sudden stop and change of direction.

Akpoguma only felt a blur before his eyes, and Yan Yuan seemed to have torn through space in an instant, appearing behind him where his body was completely out of position.

He was completely left standing there, without even a chance to foul! He could only turn around in vain.

"Oh my god!!"

"Good lad!!"

The substitutes on the sidelines and the players watching on the field simultaneously erupted in huge gasps.

That was a very fast and skillful move.

The explosive twist of the supporting leg was the core of the attack; the sharpness of the instantaneous change of direction sent a chill down the spines of everyone who witnessed it.

Nagelsmann's eyes lit up instantly!

He gripped the tactical board tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

This move... I've never seen it before in his coaching career!

While this move is flashy, it is also an extremely practical way to defeat an opponent in a high-speed confrontation.

Its core lies in explosive power and exquisite control over the deception of the center of gravity.

Isn't this exactly the weapon he's been dreaming of—the one that can break the deadlock and create a killing opportunity in a small space?

Yan Yuan, who had successfully broken through, did not hesitate for a moment, and did not even look at the disheveled defender behind him.

He caught up with the ball he had guided with the inside of his foot and looked up to observe the penalty area.

The opposing team's reinforcements were too late, and chaos erupted in front of the goal.

Without hesitation, Yan Yuan raised his right foot and unleashed a powerful, low-slung slash.

Although goalkeeper Baumann reacted quickly, barely touching the ball with his fingertips, the ball was too fast and too powerful, only slightly changing the angle.

boom!

The ball slammed against the inside post and bounced back, allowing Gnabry to pounce on the rebound and score into the empty net!

"Yeah!!!" Yan Yuan's blue team erupted in cheers.

All eyes were focused on Yan Yuan, who had just performed that bizarre and extraordinary move.

The training was interrupted for a short while.

Gnabry was the first to rush over, exaggerating the gestures he had just made as he ran:

"My God! Yan, are your ankles made of bearings? What was that thing just now? So flashy! So flashy!" He imitated the way he twisted his ankle, looking somewhat comical and cute.

Geiger slapped his thigh, looking utterly incredulous:

"Damn it! Yan, you have to tell me, how did you exert that force just now?! Akpoguma looked like he was frozen in place!"

Even Hübner, who is usually not very talkative, came over and made a rare comment: "It looks really effective."

Akpoguma stood with his hands on his hips, shaking his head, and gave Yan Yuan a wry smile, saying with a mix of helplessness and admiration: "I have to say, buddy, that move was too underhanded... I was completely fooled."

Just then, a huge figure awkwardly squeezed through the crowd; it was Harry Maguire.

The big man's eyes gleamed, and he grinned, revealing a憨厚 (honest and simple) smile: "Yan, can you do that dribble again? Slow down, we want to take a closer look." His massive body squeezed into the crowd, showing particular interest in the dribble.

Clearly, Yan Yuan's move not only showcased his skill but also resonated with the players' innate appreciation for practical techniques.

Nash also came over, wanting to make sure his protégé could replicate the dribbling move he had just made, to prove that it wasn't just a flash of inspiration.

Surrounded by his teammates and coaches, Yan Yuan wore his usual slightly smug smile. Faced with a barrage of questions, he lifted his left foot and swung it around.

"I practiced it. It was at the local basketball court near my house. I almost cramped up while practicing ball control."

This move is actually nothing special; it just requires your supporting foot to be powerful, your change of direction to be quick, and your eyes to be deceptive.

The key lies in the explosive power and twisting angle of the supporting foot, as well as the precise timing... it has to be accurate.

Yan Yuan explained the core concepts in the simplest language, without holding anything back.

Next, Yan Yuan demonstrated the [Phoenix Tail Whirl] dribble several times at a speed that everyone could clearly see.

He patiently slowed down to demonstrate the key points of the supporting foot landing point and the inward rotation of the ankle, although the essence of this movement lies in its application at high speed.

However, the slow-motion analysis has already impressed technical players like De Jong and given power players like Maguire pause for thought.

This frankness and sincerity made his teammates, especially the newly joined De Jong and Maguire, feel very appreciated.

Yan Yuan never puts on airs. He is truly capable, but he is also genuinely generous when it comes to sharing.

After a brief period of noise, training continued.

With this powerful breakthrough as a guarantee, the new tactics are implemented more smoothly and imaginatively.

De Jong anchored the central area, continuously supplying ammunition forward, especially through balls to the right winger.

Each time it became more threatening, and each time it became more adaptable to Yan Yuan's activation rhythm and preferred direction.

Every surgical pass he made found Yan Yuan's most threatening sprint route, and Yan Yuan always understood the Dutchman's intentions, quickly establishing a subtle yet efficient connection between the two.

Maguire anchored the right side of the defense.

The Orange team tried several times to hit him from behind or with high balls, but his almost unreasonable strength and accurate anticipation blocked or disrupted them.

What's even more surprising is that Maguire has truly taken Nagelsmann's words to heart.

On one occasion, he leaped high and headed the opponent's cross out of the penalty area, the ball landing slightly off De Jong's intended position.

Without the slightest hesitation, Maguire roared and charged forward like a tank at full throttle, using his physical advantage to forcefully steal the ball from the opposing striker's feet once again.

Then, with his not-so-delicate but exceptionally simple and powerful instep, he accurately pushed De Jong, who was waving his hand twenty meters away, with a thud.

The entire action was executed flawlessly, from clearing the ball to making another steal and then accurately finding the core of the attack; it was so simple and efficient that it was remarkable.

Yan Yuan, on the other hand, was completely unleashed.

With De Jong's exquisite passing, he has also gained a new killer move, the "Phoenix Tail Spin," which makes defenders extremely wary.

He became a "lawless" hotspot on the right wing.

Once he receives the ball, he seems to handle it with ease, whether it's a one-on-one breakthrough, a short one-two with the overlapping right wing-back, or a cut inside to find shooting or passing opportunities.

He doesn't use that dribbling technique lightly; it's a secret weapon he uses in crucial moments or when the opponent is defending him tightly.

However, this move has a huge psychological deterrent effect on the opposing players.

This is similar to nuclear deterrence. Once you know that I have nuclear warheads and long-range strike capabilities, you'll have to think twice before you attack me.

The defenders learned their lesson when guarding Yan Yuan and no longer dared to put all their weight on him on the outside, keeping a safe distance from him.

This space for hesitation and consideration actually gave Yan Yuan more options.

In the scrimmage, De Jong orchestrated the offense with ease, showcasing his strengths in accurate passing and unpredictable positioning; Maguire's presence and solidity in the back line reassured the entire defense; and Yan Yuan's all-out attacking prowess made him the most dazzling spearhead.

Nagelsmann stood on the sidelines, nodding repeatedly as he observed the new tactics.

Today he didn't give orders as loudly as usual; he mostly just observed quietly, but the passion in his eyes was obvious to everyone.

He originally expected the new tactics to operate with high efficiency, but the new weapons and new state brought by his beloved disciple Yan Yuan have exceeded his expectations.

That dribbling move was a stroke of genius, a sharp blade honed through hard work.

Yan Yuan and De Jong's almost unspoken understanding and their unreserved friendliness and sincerity towards the new signings made this important tactical integration a "perfect" result that far exceeded expectations.

"Alright, guys, call it a day!" Assistant coach Kramer blew the whistle to end the training session.

The players walked toward the sidelines, panting heavily, the air thick with the smell of grass mixed with sweat.

Everyone looked tired, but even more excited.

De Jong walked over to Yan Yuan while wiping his sweat and said, "Yan, your positioning is really...so smart. I knew where to pass the ball, and that dribble was incredible! I've never seen a player like you at Ajax." He gave him a thumbs up.

Maguire also walked over, and his huge hand slapped Yan Yuan on the back with a "smack," making him stagger.

"Well done, kid! We've got you on the right flank, no problem! And with Vogt and me backing you up, you can relax too!"

Maguire's words conveyed a sense of steadiness.

Yan Yuan responded with a smile, nodded vigorously, and gulped down several mouthfuls of water after unscrewing a bottle.

After drinking water.

Yan Yuan's gaze unconsciously drifted towards his mentor's direction. Na Shuai was also looking at him, a slight smile playing on his lips. He nodded and gave him a thumbs up.