Grassroots Glory

During such events during the World Cup, the global media have exploded.

Everyone knows that Brazilian fans are obsessed with football. The security situation in Brazil has always been relatively worrying. Even the big cities such as Rio and Sao Paulo are concentrated in the slums of all the ugliness that ordinary people can imagine.

But since the national team had such an incident, the public opinion of the Chinese journalists has completely changed. I didn't expect this to happen at all, and why should we be?

No catastrophe!

Now everyone wants to know how the national team is doing.

Everyone's heart mentioned his voice. The local police station released a one-minute video in the shortest time to restore the whole process.

The attacker was among the passionate fans. The first shot penetrated the left glass in the middle of the bus. Then the second shot was shot into the car from the opened glass gap while the scene was chaotic.

The whole process was frightening, the broken glass **** flying all over the ground, and the shot that was shot into the car. Now everyone just wants to know whether our players are still safe.

Such an event is beyond the scope of competitive sports, but the higher-level game, as ordinary people do not care and can do nothing. As an ordinary Chinese fan, I just want to know if everyone can come back safely. The reporters are more concerned that Chinese football has a rare opportunity to rise in face in these decades, and there is a great chance to go further and create the historical height of Asian teams in the World Cup. Is it so dead now?

The reporters wanted to know the situation, but the Fortaleza training camp of the Chinese team was there, and they really couldn't get in. This time, no matter what kind of three-inch tongue they have, they are useless.

The Chinese team's training camp has been filled with people in and out of the past few days, but they are not ordinary people.

...

The team didn't start training normally. Lippi's most work was to run to Castellacchi with a frown.

The situation is not bad, but it is definitely not good.

There are no serious wounded people who need to be taken to the hospital. As Lippi expected, the next game will definitely be kickable as usual. This is also his reply to the staff of the organizing committee. Such a game, the Chinese team will definitely not be absent.

However, there were no serious injuries and many minor injuries.

The shot into the car happened to hit the row where a few core players sat. So this is a lot of fun.

Jiang Hao and Chen Pengfei flashed fast and dodged the gun, only to be cut in the hand by the broken glass flying into the car. Zheng Zhi was slightly bruised when he hid his thigh on the armrest while hiding there.

Most of them are only skin injuries. Wu Sanshi is probably the luckiest among them. He has nothing at all.

But Wu Sanshi was not in a good mood. With the exception of Lippi, he ran the infirmary the most in these two days.

He is safe now because of Zhou Tiancheng.

When he came to the infirmary, Zhou Tiancheng was sitting right beside the bed. Castellaz took the bandage around Zhou Tiancheng's eyes round by round and took out a new bandage to prepare for Zhou Tiancheng. Put on. At this moment, Zhou Tiancheng's upper eyelid could be seen with a mouth less than two centimeters, which was not deep, but Castellazi did not dare to neglect. When bandaged, Zhou Tiancheng's upper eyelid was noticeably red and swollen.

Lippi stood by and looked at Zhou Tiancheng's situation. His expression was very serious. He whispered and talked to Castellacchi: "It's still like that? Why didn't it improve?"

"It's no big deal, old man." Castellazi didn't think how serious the matter was, but he also emphasized: "It's impossible to recover in a short time. At least... old man, if the next If he needs to play during the week, he has to wear a bandage."

Wu Sanshi walked over quickly and saw Zhou Tiancheng's appearance, immediately asked urgently: "Brother Cheng, how are you doing? How are you feeling?"

Zhou Tiancheng turned his head, looked at Wu Sanshi anxiously, looked up and down, and then nodded: "It looks like you're okay, right? Sanshi, that's fine, what's the big deal with me? It's all Minor problem. Don’t worry, huh.”

Watching Zhou Tiancheng smile for a while, Wu Sanshi directly sank his head, and said, "Brother Cheng... Brother Cheng... Sorry! Sorry! Blame me!"

Probably still felt that his apology was not sincere, Wu Sanshi greeted his face directly.

Zhou Tiancheng hurried over and looked directly at him: "Sanshi, what are you doing? No trauma, brain watt (broken)?"

"I blame me, Brother Cheng! If I flashed a little faster at that time, you wouldn't suffer this injury. Why did you do that at that time? Not worth it!"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, have I ever blamed you? I don't regret it. I'm a brother. What do you say? What's more, who has seen a real guy in our country? Who has seen you? That thing mustn’t be scared, you’re afraid you didn’t see them and shivering... Really, I saw Dalei shrunk together, I don’t believe you to ask him, but he dare not follow You said I didn’t know."

Wu Sanshi couldn't help laughing, then immediately asked: "Then the next game, Brother Cheng, you..."

Zhou Tiancheng knew what he was going to ask, and smiled: "What's the impact? Ha ha."

When he said this, he glanced at Lippi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lippi glanced at him, and they both knew each other what they were thinking, and Lippi spoke before Zhou Tiancheng said: "First of all, Zhou, I won't let you appear in the starter for the next game."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled for a moment, and just wanted to explain: "Master, I..."

But before waiting for him to speak, Lippi spoke first: "Week, you have to be absent for the next game, no negotiation."

"But we are only one step away from the finals, sir. I'm hurt, let me go, Enrique. He's a big deal." Zhou Tiancheng knew early that Lippi would do this, at this time she was rushing to Custer Lacy squeezed his eyes, telling him that he had no choice but of course it would be better if he could help himself say two sentences.

Lippi came over and wrapped Zhou Tiancheng's shoulders: "Even if he makes a big fuss, I won't let you go. Why do you think I come every day these days? Do I want to take you away? But, Zhou, you You must cooperate, you must be absent for the next game. Although this is the semifinals, I will not bet on your health, and your wounds are in such a sensitive position... You are not only our player, but the captain of the Chinese team . And still a husband and a father... don’t think you can hold on, believe it? If Juergen Klopp is now in front, the lunatic will not have any discussion."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled on the face, he admitted Lippi was very reasonable, but the loss in his eyes could not be concealed.

Lippi glanced at him and said quietly, "Relax, you are watching below, we have a chance to go to Maracana again."

Lippi was very confident, even if Zhou Tiancheng stood in front of him, after a hundred battles, he still felt the kind of aura under the light cloud.

Maracana, come here for the second time, that is the final!

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