World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 12 Rebellion

More than an hour has passed, and everyone in the conference room is in various moods.

Some international players were scratching their heads and almost collapsed; some were writing furiously, scrambling against the clock; and some were staring blankly and wandering.

The man with a big card crossed his chest with his hands and disdained the video playback;

The smart ones tilted their necks to the Jianlibao team members and took the opportunity to take a peek.

At the door of the conference room, Chen and Gu couldn't help but marvel at such a theoretical class.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, this is how you train in Brazil?"

"That's right!" Zeng Zheng nodded.

In order to get Zhu Guanghu to agree to do this, he deliberately mistranslated the foreign teacher's words for Lao Zhu.

As a result, Zhu Guanghu still thinks this is the Brazilian's advanced training rhythm.

"What's the effect of just watching the game video? At the critical moment, you have to see the real results on the court!" Chen Sirong pouted at the side.

"Then Coach Chen, do you want to try it too and see if you can find five questions?" Zeng Zheng laughed.

"You don't need to look for players, so why should I look for a coach?"

"A coach who can't even find five problems will never be able to join my coaching staff in the future." Zeng Zheng blinked.

"Return to the coaching staff? It's not certain how long you can be in this position!" Chen Xirong obviously knew the inside story.

Gu Mingchang saw that the two of them were about to choke again, so he quickly smoothed things over.

"There is a certain reason why Coach Xiao Zeng is doing this! As the saying goes, learning without thinking will lead to failure, and thinking without learning will lead to peril. This theoretical class is also indispensable!"

I looked at the time and saw that the game being played had also entered overtime.

Zeng Zheng did not continue to argue with Chen Xirong on the issue of the coaching staff, but pointed to several international players in the room and said.

"Coach Chen, Coach Gu. We agreed in advance that I won't let those guys play in the next game!"

"Why?" After seeing Zeng Zheng's target, Gu Mingchang was a little anxious.

There are several international players with good skills here.

"Nothing." Zeng Zheng spread his hands, "Do you think universities will admit those who give up on the exam?"

"Yes, but there are special admissions every year!" Gu Mingchang also got quick ideas at this time.

"Special recruitment, why special recruitment? Is he a survivor of a martyr? Or did he give money?"

Before Gu Mingchang could speak, Zeng Zheng made a conclusion directly.

"Anyway, as long as I am still in this position, I will definitely not use those people in the next game!"

"After lunch, let them train if they want to, even if they don't want to go home."

"Don't we still have 11 substitutes? Show me the list and I'll pick a few."

Chen and Gu, you look at me and I look at you, this is not something they can decide.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, why don't you think about it again? There will be a game soon. Replacing a few players who have never played before will be detrimental to the game!"

"I'm still a coach who has never coached before! Didn't Bamboo Shoes replace me?"

After Zeng Zheng finished speaking, he clapped his hands and walked into the conference room.

Gu Mingchang sighed, "Oh, Coach Xiao Zeng's ideas come up all at once. Let's talk to the team leader first!"

"Okay, the game is over. Everyone, please stop."

Hearing Zeng Zheng's applause, Sun Li and others immediately stopped writing.

"Li Tie, please collect the papers."

Li Tie stood up with a cabbage head on his head and began to take the paper away from the national player.

Seeing Li Tie's meticulous appearance, several international players couldn't help but whisper.

"Oh, you still look good. Why, do you really think of this as an exam?"

"It's a crappy test! I survived a 12-minute run, who cares about this thing?"

"Tsk, tsk, you didn't even say a word, you'll probably have to run around in circles later!"

"Running in circles? I'll outrun him! I won't run, let's see what he can do to me?"

After a while, all 23 papers were delivered to Zeng Zheng by Li Tie.

After carefully identifying the ghostly symbols on it, Zeng Zheng read out the names one by one.

"Who are the people whose names were not called?"

Several old international players looked at each other and raised their hands impatiently.

"Didn't I tell you not to hand in blank papers? Why didn't you write it? Did you just not notice it?"

There was silence.

"Since we haven't found any, let's run laps on the playground after the theory class. Li Tie, you go and count."

Li Tie, the cabbage head, nodded.

"Coach, I really don't understand, what's the use of looking at things?"

At this moment, an old international player asked lazily.

"Summary after the war, review the past and learn the new?"

"The game is over, what else is there to summarize?"

"Summarize experience and lessons, make adjustments and make corrections, and try not to make the same mistake again in the next game."

"Then we might as well just go to the field to train! What's the use of just watching this video?"

As soon as these words came out, Leader Fan who was not far away immediately frowned and lectured in a low voice.

"Lao He, I've said it before!"

Coach Xiao Zeng has patiently answered your questions for you twice in a row, but you still have to push your limits. Isn’t this simply not giving him face?

However, Lao He, who was called, still curled his mouth, put his hands behind his head, and ignored him with sideways eyes.

"Hepao, right?" Zeng Zheng nodded, "From now on, you can go home and rest."

"What?! What did you say?" The national player who was named suddenly jumped up from his chair.

He was a little dissatisfied when he was not allowed to play in the last game. Now that Zeng Zheng is driving him away, how can he control his temper?

"Tell me again!"

"TMD, who do you think you are?"

"What right does a young boy from a remote village have to let me go?"

"Without relying on me to score so many goals, how could we have played so far?"

Seeing that Hepao was about to rush up and hit Zeng Zheng, several international players next to him immediately stood up and pulled him back.

Sun Jihai and the Four Little Swans also stood up immediately and stood in front of Zeng Zheng.

"Since you have a problem with your ears, I'll say it again."

Zeng Zheng, who was standing behind the team members, said expressionlessly: "I say you, He Pao, will be expelled from the national team from now on."

"As long as I am still in this position, you will never hire me!"

Zeng Zheng’s words were very domineering.

The small conference room instantly fell silent.

"Fuck you!"

The expelled international player yelled, "Didn't he just lead the team to win a game?"

"What's so great about it?"

"XX, XX, you guys just want to see him acting like a dictator here?"

The two international players whose names were called suddenly looked embarrassed and secretly complained that the expelled player had a bad temper and was loud-mouthed.

"I'll leave it at that today. If anyone feels that he is not suitable for my training plan, please bring it up as soon as possible and let's pack up and get out together!" Zeng Zheng also had a bad temper and reprimanded loudly.

"The national team is not a place for waste!"

"There are hundreds of millions of fans out there waiting to see us win. I will never ruin the whole pot just because of your little piece of shit."

"Who the hell are you calling rat shit?"

While the people around him were not paying attention, He Pao violently broke free from his teammates and rushed forward.

With his explosive power as a striker, he rushed in front of Zeng Zheng in the blink of an eye and raised his fist.

"stop!!!"

At this moment, Gu Mingchang appeared at the door and shouted loudly.

Seeing the fist that was about to fall within a second, Gu Mingchang's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Nonsense!" Chen Mirong also scolded loudly.

"What are you doing?"

"Hit the coach?"

"Rebellion?"

Regardless of looking down on Zeng Zheng, Chen Sirong is also a member of the coaching staff.

"Go back to your respective positions and do your job!"

"Everyone, please write 8,000 words and submit them for review tonight. Not a single word should be missing!"

After saying that, Chen Mirong glanced meaningfully at Zeng Zheng, who was being protected by the Jianlibao team members.

Then he said slowly: "Coach Zeng, Chairman Yuan has sent someone here, and I need you to come and receive him personally."

(End of chapter)