World Cup of Great Powers

Um... I'm positive and I've had a fever for the past two days... I hope the fever will go away when I get up tomorrow, but now my head hurts like hell...

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With three whistles, the referee finally blew the whistle to end the game.

2 to 1, the Chinese team still held on to the score.

The moment the whistle blew, the players opened their arms, ran to the sidelines like crazy, and embraced the coaching staff enthusiastically.

The fans in the stands also applauded and cheered endlessly.

“Today is really not in vain!”

"Yes, these guys are really capable of fighting! If anyone is short, they won't be able to survive now!"

"Okay, with this performance, we can look forward to the next ten or twenty years!"

"If you ask me, Ou Chuliang's defense was better. If he hadn't saved the last ball, it might have been overtime!"

"At the critical moment, the veteran has to take action!"

After hugging the players one by one, Zeng Zheng walked onto the field and walked towards the goal.

At this time, Ou Chuliang, whose head was wrapped with circles of white gauze, was leaning against the doorpost, staring into the distance with empty eyes.

"Brother Ou, what are you thinking about?"

"Ah! Coach Zeng, I didn't think about anything." Ou Chuliang shook his head, with a smile on his face.

That was a relieved smile.

"You didn't think about anything, why don't you come and celebrate with your teammates?"

Zeng Zheng blinked deliberately, grabbed Ou Chuliang's arm and pulled him to the sidelines.

"Come on, I suggest you give the biggest contributor to our win today - Brother Ou, a top-notch celebration. How about that?"

"good!"

Before Ou Chuliang could react, the team members rushed forward and lifted his limbs.

“123...oh oh!

"

With a shout, Ou Chuliang was thrown high into the air by his teammates.

Looking around, the stadium is full of Yin Lang players with dull eyes.

Not only did they fail to make it to the World Cup, they also failed to reach the semi-finals of the Asian Games.

After returning to China with such achievements, he was inevitably criticized by the media.

When the news of the victory spread back to China, the fans were also surprised.

If the team in the top ten defeated Yin Lang, they wouldn't be surprised at all.

But it is shocking enough that this youth team, under the guise of the Chinese team, can beat Yin Lang.

Judging from the overall statistics, the Yinlang team was completely crushed.

Except for playing well for about 20 minutes after the buzzer in the first half, the Chinese team basically defended the ball the rest of the time.

The Yinlang team took 19 shots in the whole game, while the Chinese team only took 6 shots.

Yin Lang shot 11 times and the Chinese team took 4 shots.

However, under such a disparity in data, completely different results are presented.

From the news headlines in the domestic media, we can also see everyone’s views on this game.

"Young Chinese Team Wins Surprisingly"

"The Magical Coach's Tips to Defeat Yin Lang"

"A magical save saves the national football team"

"The Yin Lang team lost Bangkok due to carelessness"

It seems that even the media did not expect that this young Chinese team would really surpass the mountain of Yin Lang.

...

Of course, this game brought Zeng Zheng more than the usual rewards of victory and redemption points.

After the game, Zeng Zheng also received two system prompts.

【Ding!】

[Zheng Zhi understands the passive skill: assist]

[Insert assist lv1 (triggered when the position is in the midfield or backcourt): Improve the ability to shoot and pass when entering the opponent's penalty area]

【Ding!】

[Ou Chuliang comprehends the passive skill: God's Pounce]

[One of the gods save lv1: There is a certain chance of saving the world wave kicked by the opponent]

Of course, Zheng Zhi, needless to say, was Zeng Zheng’s designated young player to be trained in the future. Of course, the use of the Dream Training Card to realize the first passive skill so quickly was indispensable.

But Ou Chuliang is different.

Ou Chuliang only worked with Zeng Zheng in the national team, and Zeng Zheng basically never used the dream training card on him.

Even so, he could still understand the passive skills, which also reminded Zeng Zheng.

It seems that as long as the goalkeeper is willing to work hard, 30 is not too late!

After returning to China this time, do you want to lure Ou Chuliang to your team?

Zeng Zheng thought about it and gave up the idea.

Let Ou Chuliang, a native of the south, go to Harbin to develop from scratch like other young men in his twenties. He hasn't even been trained yet, and the weather alone will freeze him to death!

Just when Zeng Zheng was thinking about the abilities of other members of the team, Wang Junsheng opened the door and walked in.

"Xiao Zeng, you won the ball just in time!"

"The Chinese side just sent a message of congratulations, asking us to keep up our efforts and win another victory!"

"Tsk, tsk, do you see the hope of winning the championship?" Zeng Zheng looked stunned, "Where's the promised bonus?"

"Hey, you kid, how come you always want money! Can I still owe you this bonus?"

After Wang Junsheng finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Zeng Zheng wanted to continue talking on this issue, so he quickly changed the topic and said:

"Xiao Zeng, these words were not said by me, but by your Uncle Xu."

"As soon as you win against Yin Lang, all the public opinion in the country will focus on you. His job will be much easier!"

After Zeng Zheng heard this, he nodded repeatedly. This was also one of his original intentions.

At this moment, Ma Yuanan also knocked on the door and walked in.

"Old Ma, what's the matter?"

"I knew Coach Zeng was here." Ma Yuanan said with a smile, "The women's football finals will be tomorrow, and the girls are clamoring for Coach Zeng to pay attention!"

Wang Junsheng and Zeng Zheng looked at each other and said, "Xiao Zeng, in that case, please go over and say a few words."

After arriving at the women's dormitory, the women's football girls have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as Zeng Zheng entered the door, he immediately shouted: "Welcome Coach Zeng!"

"No, no, no, don't make such a big fight! I'm not used to it."

After Zeng Zheng finished speaking, he asked the team members to find a place to sit down.

But there were not that many seats in the small room, so Zeng Zheng came to the front amid the crowd.

"Tomorrow is the finals, so I won't tell you anything too empty."

Zeng Zheng got to the point as soon as he opened his mouth.

"The North Korean team is a team with a balance of strength, endurance and speed. Its simple and practical technical style is also well-known in Asia."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "She can fight aggressively, her movements are almost rough, and she is easily injured when she collides with them on the court."

"I remember that there was a guy named Li Jie who had just been selected for our national team. After playing a game with the North Korean team, he broke his calf and retired, right?"

"So they will definitely use their energy to strengthen their attacks!"

"We just have to get through this period."

"However, there is no need for us to be afraid of our opponents."

"Whether it's tactics, will, physical fitness, or mental state, we are no worse than them in any way!"

"As long as you play steadily and use your usual training strengths, it won't be difficult to defeat your opponent."

"It should be noted that the North Korean team has the ability to shoot long shots, which we must pay attention to."

"Give the opponent less free kicks, and even if you do, foul them as early as possible to prevent them from directly attacking the goal."

"In addition, considering the perseverance of the North Korean team, everyone must be prepared for overtime or even a penalty shootout."

"It's best to practice penalty kicks during the warm-up before the game tomorrow. Maybe we will win with this in the end!"

...

As expected by Zeng Zheng, as soon as the game started the next day, the North Korean team launched a fierce offensive.

Three consecutive shots were taken within 10 minutes, all of which were saved by Gao Hong.

After listening to Zeng Zheng's suggestion, Ma Yuanan immediately set about arranging his players to stabilize the defense and put the defense in the center.

Soon, the basic play style of side movement and quick return to defense came into play. With the whole team's defense stable, the game entered a stalemate stage.

In the second half, the team changed sides and fought again. The Chinese team, which had been conserving its energy, began to gradually gain the advantage on the court, but it never scored.

When the game was about to end with 10 minutes left, No. 8 of the North Korean team hit a free kick on the crossbar after being attacked by two teammates.

With a "pop" sound, the ball seemed to hit the chests of Ma Yuanan and Zeng Zheng.

It wasn't until they saw the ball flying out of the baseline that the two of them calmed down.

The score of 0-0 was maintained until the end, and soon, overtime began.

At this moment, Wang Junsheng's collection bell rang.

No need to think about it, I just guessed it was the result of the telephone inquiry from Dalian, the regiment headquarters.

"Ah...yes, a draw."

"It's overtime!"

"Yes, it's the golden ball system."

"It's the kind of method where whoever comes first wins..."

At this moment, Zhao Lihong, the "first violinist", quickly responded to Liu Ying's through ball. Accelerating with a beautiful rhythm, she rushed away from the opponent and made an arc with her left foot before the ball even reached the baseline.

The line passes to the middle.

In the penalty area of ​​the North Korean team, Fan Yunjie jumped up high, shook his head like a lion, and smashed the ball directly into the North Korean team's goal.

Seeing the ball hit the net, Ma Yuanan, Zeng Zheng and others were stunned for a moment, then opened their arms and rushed into the field.

"We win, we win!"

Wang Junsheng was also holding a phone and shouted loudly: "Champion! We are the champion!"

Hahahaha~~~"

Thousands of fans who came to the scene also jumped up from their seats, cheering together and sharing this hard-won victory.

...

That evening, after Wang Junsheng reported his work to the team, he came to Zeng Zheng's room with a proud look on his face.

"Xiao Zeng, the letter above said that we have achieved great results in these two Asian Games, play hard and don't put too much pressure on us!"

After saying that, he deliberately put on a "chief" face.

"There is no pressure, but I am going to create pressure for you!"

"I have already let the word out, saying that we will definitely beat the Thai team!"

"How is it? Do you have confidence?"

Zeng Zheng rolled his eyes at Wang Junsheng, "You told everyone above that you can definitely win, but what do I, the head coach, say still have any effect?"

On December 19, the national football team left the stadium where they had been competing for the past few days and came to a southern town 500 kilometers away from Bangkok to compete.

On the plane were not only the national football team members, but also the opponent team Thailand.

Looking at the Thai players on the other side who were concentrating with their eyes closed, the international players started talking a lot.

"This Thai team is really interesting! They have resorted to any means to win the championship!"

"Yes, first we arranged the opponents for the semi-finals, and then we specially moved the venue to another place for the final!"

"This is sure to convince us!"

Hearing the discussion among the international players, Han Tao couldn't help but poked at Zeng Zheng: "Boss Zeng, this Thai team is actually doing these little tricks!"

Zeng Zheng didn't raise his eyebrows, "Don't we have an old saying? In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain!"

"Isn't the reason why the Thai team did this because they are afraid of us?"

"If we play well, it won't be a problem to win the Thai team!"

"What's there to be afraid of from a third-rate team?"

"I'll take a nap for a while. Call me when you get there!"

After landing, the team members discovered that in this remote small town in Songkhla Prefecture, photos of Thai football stars were hung everywhere.

No matter at the airport, station, or hotel or restaurant, there are enthusiastic fans swarming the players and asking for their autographs.

Regardless of whether they are adults or children, they will all smile after getting the signature, as if they have received the greatest satisfaction in life.

This kind of football atmosphere really opened the eyes of Wang Junsheng and others.

"There is such a high enthusiasm for football in such a remote place. It seems that our country is lagging behind in this regard!"

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the game officially started.

Facing the host team Thailand, which had created a miracle of nine on eleven in the quarter-finals and a golden goal victory over South Korea, Zeng Zhenghe was uncharacteristically different from the previous game and asked the players to defend with all their strength from the beginning.

Facing the Thai team's attack, the national players were really in a hurry after the start.

However, the Thai team's shooting aim was not very good. Several consecutive shots were either too high or too wide. Only then did the goal behind Li Jian not face a fatal threat.

Faced with Wang Junsheng's doubts, Zeng Zheng explained: "This is the home court of the Thai team, and they must be more motivated than us to win the championship."

"As long as they keep the score, they will only become more and more anxious."

"When this player is anxious, he is prone to making mistakes."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "We just need to seize a few opportunities to score those few when they make mistakes, and that will be enough."

"It's the last game. Don't just think about winning, you also have to consider the health of the players, right?"

"We can't just go home and celebrate the New Year like Brother Ou, wrapped in gauze, right?"

Wang Junsheng curled his lips.

He wanted to say that wrapping gauze on the court was like military medals on the battlefield. It was an honor!

But when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

Because he was afraid that Zeng Zheng would retort, "Why don't you go back with honor?"

As Zeng Zheng expected, in the 35th minute of the first half, the Thai goalkeeper was awarded an indirect free kick in the penalty area because he held the ball for more than six seconds.

Zhang Xiaorui flicked the ball, and Li Jinyu followed up with a powerful volley. The ball penetrated the Thai team's wall and broke into the net, opening the scoring for the Chinese team.

In the second half, the side changed again. In the 62nd minute, Zhaojun, who was unattended on the right side of the penalty area, turned in Li Jinyu's ball and hit the goalkeeper accidentally, adding another point.

In the 79th minute, Zhang Xiaorui advanced to the edge of the Thai team's penalty area from the left, shot a cold arrow with his left foot, and the ball bounced into the dead corner.

In the end, the Chinese team defeated the Thai team with a score of 3-0 and won the men's football championship in this Asian Games.

The men's and women's football teams both won the championship and swept the two gold medals in the football event of this Asian Games. This gave Wang Junsheng more confidence.

But so far, there is one thing that has puzzled the Chinese team members.

That is, after the game, the organizer directly announced the disbandment after awarding the Thai team awards.

It wasn't until late in the evening that we received a notice from the organizing committee, asking the team to go to the Huamu Sports Center to receive the award at 2 p.m. the next day.

This notice is very strange: Yesterday after the game between Yin Lang and Kuwait, the awards were handed out on the spot, and today it was also finished on the spot in Thailand. Why did the Chinese team go to the Huamu Center to receive the award?

With doubts, Wang Junsheng and Zeng Zheng took the team members and set off from the Asian Games Village on time at 13:30 noon.

On the way, Zeng Zheng learned from the receptionist sent by the organizing committee that this award ceremony was originally prepared for the Thai team and was specially arranged at the closing ceremony venue to be held before the closing ceremony started.

But who knew that the host national team failed to win the Chinese team, and the award plan was difficult to cancel, so it could only be "given away" to the Chinese team.

After hearing Zeng Zheng's explanation, the team members were ecstatic.

"Hoho? No wonder they changed places! It turns out there are special arrangements!"

"Ha, you are worthy of being a champion! This is what a champion should look like!"

"It's so cool! This is the first time I've been treated specially!"

The team members were enjoying themselves all the way, and all they were thinking about was how to speak a few words in English in interviews with the media and show off to the world.

Or you can look at the screen and thank the elders in your hometown and others for their support.

Unexpectedly, after the international players arrived at the Huamu Center on time, no one greeted them at all.

After the accompanying receptionist made an excuse and left, until 5:30 in the afternoon, the players wandered around the stadium bored and waiting.

In the end, some people even lay down in the shade and squinted, and a few people regretted not taking out their poker cards.

Zeng Zheng asked everyone around him, but no one told him "when, where, and who will give the award."

After waiting for a long time, someone finally came to welcome the players into the stadium.

Looking at the empty stadium, the players' hearts dropped.

Where are the fans in the stadium?

What about photographers and reporters?

Not even a fireworks salute???

Looking at the lonely podium on the court, it's like a row of shoe boxes covered with a red wool carpet that hasn't been washed in 10 years.

"Team China, clear it!" The leader pointed impatiently at the podium, signaling the team members to hurry up.

Looking at his appearance, he was afraid that the national players' slow movements would affect his ability to get off work.

Soon, the gold medals were hung around the necks of the team members, and then the national anthem was played on the spot.

After the national anthem was played, the less than 10 staff members disappeared without a trace, leaving the Chinese team members stunned.

After a while, Zeng Zheng spat.

"Fuck! If I had known it was so shabby, I might as well have given Thailand some face and let them win the championship!"

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