World Cup of Great Powers

"...Do you know what a suicide squad is?"

"You are the death squad."

"Normally, I don't care how you fish."

"Once I ask you to play a role, you must fight to the end for me!"

Every word Zeng Zheng explained was engraved in Li Yi's heart and he repeated it over and over again.

During the halftime break, Li Yi was the player on the court who knew Zeng Zheng's tactical plan the most.

He didn't know why the head coach would give such an important task to him who had already run half the game.

But when he learned about Zeng Zheng's tactical plan, Li Yi also hesitated.

"Boss Zeng, I, I always feel that if we, we play like this, are we doing a little harm? Isn't this too embarrassing?"

"Disgraceful?" Zeng Zheng smiled slightly after hearing this, stretched out his hand and rubbed Li Yi's head again and again, "Young man, do you want to play better? Or do you want to win the championship?"

"I... of course I want to win the championship!"

"Then let me tell you, in front of the champion, face is not worth a dime!"

yes!

What does face mean in front of a champion?

Li Yi nodded fiercely.

He vowed never to live up to his coach's expectations of him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

One leg, two legs, three legs...

The angry curses that filled the sky turned into sharp arrows, stabbing straight into Li Yi's chest.

No one knows how many times Li Yi was kicked while protecting the ball, and no one knows how many curses Li Yi was scolded while protecting the ball.

Every time he stood in front of the corner cue, Li Yi felt that he was a laughing stock in the eyes of fans all over the world and a "master of cheating" in the mouths of fans all over the world.

No matter where I go in the future, local kids will point their noses at me and say, "Look, that guy is the guy who cheated on me in the World Youth Championship finals!"

But for the sake of the championship, Li Yi still clenched the corner flagpole in front of him and refused to let go.

The time goes back to one minute before the end of the game.

When Shao Jiayi tried his best to win the header, Zeng Zheng's shout rang in Li Yi's ears.

"Run!!!"

At the same time, Li Yi opened his lead-filled legs, gritted his teeth, and consumed his last bit of physical energy on his legs.

50 seconds before the end, Zeng Zheng's voice sounded again.

"Keep taking the ball to the corner!"

"Protect me!"

"Guard until the end of the game!"

At this point, Li Yi never received any more signals from Zeng Zheng.

When he was once again forced to the corner by his opponent and turned around, Li Yi already understood that this was the last task assigned to him by the organization.

At this moment, Li Yi seemed to be transformed into a guerrilla force who received orders from his superiors to go deep behind enemy lines, or like Voyager 1, who was exiled by scientists.

No supplies, no reinforcements, and no follow-up.

As long as you can hold on, that's how long.

Facing the enemy's double-teaming, all Li Yi could do was grit his teeth and persevere.

After an unknown amount of time, the "punching and kicking" from behind stopped.

But Li Yi remained the same, clinging to his body and bending over.

Hold the corner flagpole tightly with one hand, support your knee with the other hand, and protect the ball under the corner flagpole.

In his spirit, he was still holding on desperately while being flanked by countless enemies.

Looking at the enemy troops rushing towards him from all over the sky, Li Yi fought and retreated.

He could clearly feel the life flowing out of his body bit by bit.

But he had no choice but to persist.

"come!"

"come!"

"Keep going, keep going!"

"I'm not afraid!"

"Afraid of no one!"

Li Yi is like Jacky Cheng, who plays the general in "The Myth". Facing countless enemy troops, he yells with all his last strength.

Then, he felt his body become weak.

Having lost all his energy, he fell to one side.

The moment he fell, he seemed to see Zeng Zheng's face.

"Touch Zeng..."

"sorry..."

"I tried my best!"

Li Yi closed his eyes and fell into endless darkness.

puff!

No stiff collisions.

Li Yi only felt that he fell into a warm embrace.

Um?

what happened?

I'm alive?

Li Yi opened his eyes and saw a face twisted with excitement.

"Whahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Big D, we won, we won!!!"

"We are champions, champions!!!"

Um???

Won?

champion??

Li Yi was stunned.

Suddenly he realized that he was still in the World Youth Championship.

Won?

When did you win?

"The game is over?"

"It's over, it's over!!!" Zheng Zhi, who was wearing work clothes, was so excited that he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Big D, okay, you kid is really forbidden to kick! He kicked so hard from the other side and he didn't even grab it!"

"I..."

Li Yi thought a few words.

But as soon as he exerted force, the bone-chilling pain came from his two calves, causing him to fall into Zheng Zhi's arms again.

"Damn it, be careful!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a little unsteady!" Li Yi blushed.

"It's okay, just let Boss Zeng get some medicine and spray it on you."

Zheng Zhi did not make fun of Li Yi's weak legs.

Instead, he lifted one of Li Yi's arms and put it around his neck.

Carrying the limping Li Yi, he slowly walked towards his bench.

Every time Li Yi was kicked while protecting the ball, his teammates on the bench could see clearly.

If Zhu Guanghu and others hadn't stopped them, these substitutes might have rushed into the field and started fighting with each other.

The sidelines were full of Chinese youth team staff celebrating the victory.

"Hey, isn't this a big D?"

I don't know who shouted.

"Hello!"

"Everyone stop it!"

"Look who's back?"

The celebrating team members stopped, turned their heads, and focused their attention on Li Yi.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this a big D for protecting the ball?"

"Our ball-protecting hero is back!"

"Come on, come on, let's celebrate the great hero!"

Under the shouts of Zeng Zheng and others, the team members quickly gathered around.

Li Yi was lifted up with all hands and feet, and then thrown high into the air.

"1,2,3!"

"Yo!!!"

Li Yi was thrown into the sky with his arms and legs spread out.

He kept turning his head, looking for the target in his mind.

finally.

He saw it.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He saw Zeng Zheng standing on the sidelines, smiling and waving to him.

It wasn't until this moment that Li Yi's tense body completely relaxed, letting his teammates' hands catch his body, and then throwing it high into the air again.

The champion's fireworks dispersed the haze and shone in the dark night sky.

The sky in Li Yi's heart also shone brightly.

After celebrating, the team members put Li Yi down and ran onto the field to disperse, enjoying the joy of winning the championship.

The sore muscles still made it difficult for Li Yi to take a step.

He just stood there, waiting for Zeng Zheng to come to him.

"Okay!"

"Good job, boy!"

Zeng Zheng came to Li Yi and slapped him on the shoulder.

This slap was not light. Li Yi's feet softened and he almost fell off the ground.

"In ancient times, there was evil who came to protect the Lord alone, but now there is Li Yi who rides alone to protect the ball."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Zeng Zheng didn't seem to notice Li Yi's embarrassment.

While patting Li Yi on the shoulder, he was bragging to Zhu Guanghu next to him.

"Look, I'll take this guy for granted!"

Zhu Guanghu's face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

He also gave a thumbs up and repeatedly praised Li Yi's bravery.

Just when Li Yi was about to be unable to withstand Zeng Zheng's slap, a vial was thrown from Zeng Zheng's other hand.

Li Yi subconsciously reached out and took it.

"Take it and spray it on both legs first. Don't make it to the podium when the time comes!"

Hearing this, Li Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and two lines of hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Um!!!"

Li Yi sat on the floor, took off his sneakers and socks, and untied the bandage that had been wrapped several times during the halftime break, revealing two bruised calves.

Zeng Zheng glanced at it from a distance and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

It can be said that the most impressive thing about the second half of the final was not Zhao Junzhe's offense and defense, nor Xavi's smart attack.

It was Li Yi who kept protecting the ball in the corner kick area.

According to statistics after the game, Li Yi spent a total of 4 minutes and 47 seconds in protecting the ball in the corner kick area eight times. On average, each time protecting the ball took more than half a minute.

Especially the last "counterattack" of the China Youth Team.

From Li Yi getting the ball in the midfield and striding forward, to being "forced" step by step by his opponent to the corner kick area, and then to him protecting the ball with his back.

The whole process took 1 minute and 03 seconds until the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

For such an excellent functional player, I hope I can find a suitable buyer!

Zeng Zheng came to a photographer and whispered a few words in English. The other person immediately came not far from Li Yi with a camera in his hand, pointed at his legs and zoomed in on the camera.

When he won the championship, Zeng Zheng still did not forget to promote his disciples everywhere.

...

On the other side, the players also finished exchanging jerseys.

Liu Yunfei changed to Cassie's, and Zhaojun changed to Harvey's.

The jerseys of Marchena and Gabri were also replaced by Xu Yunlong and Chen Licheng.

"Come on, come on, come here!"

Under the organization of Zeng Zheng, the team members came to the main stand and stood in a row.

"Stand up quickly!"

A fan in his thirties grabbed his son's neck when he saw this.

The other old fans of Zeng Zheng also stood up immediately, and some even subconsciously dusted themselves off.

When the team members stand in order.

Zeng Zheng gave the order, and everyone bowed three times in a polite manner.

Bow to thank the fans, bow to win the game, and bow to win the championship.

At the same time, many fans in the stands raised their arms and bowed in return.

Thank you to the Chinese Youth Team, thank you to Coach Zeng, and thank you to all the Chinese Youth Team!

This time in Nigeria, we did not come to Nigeria in vain!!!

The camera of the robotic arm flashes across, showing all kinds of people in the stands.

Although some fans were laughing, their tears could not stop flowing; some fans were crying loudly, but their movements showed uncontrollable joy.

Old fan Rossi stood in the center of the stands holding a big flag.

He maintained this posture when he was standing in line with the Chinese Youth Team.

Until now, he still hasn't moved at all.

After watching football for so many years, I finally saw a national team win a championship.

I had no plans to come to Nigeria.

But after hearing that the China Youth Team had reached the semi-finals, he was keen to organize his staff immediately, took a flight to Nigeria, and bought tickets for the finals.

Just like other fans said.

This time in Nigeria, I really didn’t come to Nigeria in vain 1

Soon, the team members left and returned.

Fans were surprised to find that most of these players were shirtless.

When he was wondering about their purpose, Shao Jiayi swung his right arm and threw a ball of red cloth towards the stands.

The female fan across the stands subconsciously reached out to catch her.

After unfolding it, it turned out to be Shao Jiayi's spare autumn clothes.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

A soprano instantly ignited the audience.

The next second, other Chinese youth players also threw their jerseys into the stands with all their strength like ancient slingers.

The substitute players even threw two pieces. In the end, the dissatisfied fans even shouted for the players to throw up their shorts, sneakers and even their vests.

"Xiao Zeng, is this okay? Don't forget we have an award ceremony later."

Another meaning of Zhu Guanghu's words is that all this money comes from bamboo shoes!

"It's okay. Don't you still have the away team's jersey in the locker room?" Zeng Zheng thought carefully, "Just wear the away team's jersey to receive the award."

"Oh! What does this sound like!" Zhu Guanghu's face was still unhappy, "The red one is so festive! What does the white one sound like?"

These days, national-sized jerseys are all in red and white.

Now throwing all the red ones to the fans, and wearing white ones when he goes on stage to receive the award, Zhu Guanghu always feels a bit offended.

"Oh, Coach Zhu, do you still believe this?" Zeng Zheng curled his lips, "If you ask me, these two sets are not good-looking!"

"Ah? Which one do you think looks better?"

"I think the Asian Cup set the year before last year was good!"

"The 1996 Asian Cup?" Zhu Guanghu thought for a moment, then immediately shook his head, "Xiao Zeng, I really don't understand the aesthetics of a young man like you!"

To be honest, the jersey set in 1996 was not so innovative and rich in graphics.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is the only time in the history of the national football uniforms that are mainly red and white that blue uniforms appeared.

To be honest, Zeng Zheng really thinks that team uniform is very energetic!

When Zeng Zheng and Zhu Guanghu were discussing aesthetics, the team members also threw it at their heads.

Many people even took off their sneakers and socks and threw them to the fans.

Seeing many players starting to take off their pants, Zhu Guanghu hurriedly stopped them.

Oh my god, what will it look like if this continues?

Naked convention?

Zeng Zheng laughed.

Under Zhu Guanghu's reprimand, the team members were called together.

Glancing at the nervous photographer next to him, Zeng Zheng surprised everyone in the next second.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Coach Zeng!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!!!"

Looking at the balled-up coat in Zeng Zheng's hand, the fans in the stands were stirred up again.

Zeng Zheng rounded his right arm and threw it hard towards the stands.

Wow~~~

There was a crowd in the stands.

The old man who grabbed it quickly put his shirt on his chest and then lay down on the spot like he was protecting himself from lightning in anti-war movies.

The next second, the surrounding fans shouted and pressed forward, trying to pull the T-shirt away from the old man's arms.

Before Zhu Guanghu could say anything, Zeng Zheng raised his arms.

In front of everyone present, learn to show off your muscles like a bodybuilder.

Seeing this, the middle and youth team members next to them also showed themselves in a decent manner.

A good World Youth Championship final turned into a bodybuilding show.

"Xiao Zeng, what are you..."

Before Zhu Guanghu could open his mouth to criticize, there was another scream from the stands.

"Shao Jiayi, Shao Jiayi, Shao Jiayi!"

"Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi!"

"Li Yi, Li Yi, Li Yi!"

"Liu Yunfei, Liu Yunfei, Liu Yunfei!"

Looking at the rows of tendons, the female fans were excited.

Many of them are not here to watch football, or even to win the championship.

Because of friends or other reasons, they had to buy tickets to enter.

But now, this grand "naked man show" has whetted their appetite.

These are all young, slutty young men in their twenties who are not yet married!

Tsk tsk tsk, isn’t this more exciting than watching 22 people fighting for a broken ball?

Under the flickering lights of the photographer, Zeng Zheng showed his disciples to the whole world for the last time.

Don’t miss it if you’re passing by!

Look at the tendons on this body, look at this streamlined figure, look at the sweat all over the field...

These are all World Youth Championship champions!

Rich clubs, have you really decided to just take a look?

...

At the award ceremony, although Shao Jiaben did not score a goal in the game, he still won the World Youth Championship Golden Boot with 6 goals.

The Ballon d'Or was awarded to Ronaldinho of Brazil.

Due to the performance of the Chinese Youth Team in the second half, the final Fair Play Award was not affected and was awarded to Xiaotian, who was fourth in this World Youth Championship.

Everyone loses, after all, the attitude of the game is still very upright.

When the Chinese youth team players stood on the podium, Blatter stepped forward, took the medals from Veerappan, and put them one by one on the necks of the Chinese youth team players.

After all, it was an Asian team that won the championship, and it makes sense for Veerappan, the secretary-general, to take the lead.

After shaking hands one by one, when the camera was focused on all the Chinese youth players holding placards, Veerappan quietly came to Zeng Zheng's side.

"Zeng, well done."

Zeng Zheng was surprised when the Secretary-General of the AFC and himself suddenly spoke.

"Thank you Mr. Veerappan for the compliment."

Veerappan looked at the energetic Chinese youth team and said to himself: "The Chinese team won the championship, which has done a big favor to all our Asian teams!"

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"You should know that the AFC is currently negotiating with FIFA for a World Cup quota, right?"

"If nothing else happens, the 0.5 spots in South America will definitely be allocated to us."

"If we work harder, we may not even get 0.5 more!"

"All of this is brought about by the Chinese team winning the championship!"

Hearing this, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but said: "Mr. Veerappan, in that case, do you think China can host the World Cup?"

"Of course!" Veerappan's answer was not at all ambiguous, "With the current strength of the Chinese team and China's national strength, hosting a World Cup will not be a problem at all!"

"That's great!"

Zeng Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this.

In other words, can your ultimate mission be completed in your lifetime?

"Then we need to trouble Mr. Veerappan to do more work. I hope that the next time Asia hosts the World Cup, the venue can be set in China!"

"There's no problem with me, but..."

"But what?" Zeng Zheng asked quickly.

"But you Chinese Bamboo Shoes have to submit an application!" Veerappan spread his hands, "You didn't even submit an application to host the event. Is it possible that FIFA is still begging you not to host it?"

Zeng Zheng was also stunned after hearing this.

All right!

It really makes sense!

Hosting the Olympic Games is on the agenda. How can we not prepare for the World Cup, the world's largest sports event, decades in advance?

no!

After returning to China this time, Xu Fang must be reminded to submit the application.

This is the perfect time to submit your application!

After the next World Cup in Japan and South Korea, apply two or three times in a row.

The next time the World Cup comes to Asia, it will be 20 years at most!

Only by reaching the World Cup finals once more during this period, it is almost certain that our country will host the World Cup!

Zeng Zheng couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of completing the ultimate mission.

After getting excited, Zeng Zheng grabbed Veerappan again and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Mr. Veerappan, do you think the next Asian Footballer of the Year will also consider us?"

"This..." Veerappan hesitated.

After all, he didn't have the final say on this project.

However, Zeng Zheng had no intention of letting the other party go.

"Look, even the World Youth Championship champions can't be selected as the Asian Footballer of the Year. Isn't this a challenge to FIFA?"

These words left Veerappan speechless for a while.

Zeng Zheng struck while the iron was hot.

"Although we haven't prepared for the World Cup yet, as far as I know, we are very active in the Asian Footballer Championship every year, right?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Veerappan rubbed his temples and shook his head.

"Zeng, I'd better let you bamboo shoes people talk to me about this matter!"

"Yes!" Zeng Zheng chuckled, "You will see Mr. Zhang at the AFC meeting soon!"

Seeing Veerappan running away, Zeng Zheng curled his lips. He still had many demands that he had not mentioned!

The Chinese youth team has won the World Youth Championship. Why don't you, the AFC, express your gratitude? Is there any point in just issuing a blank check?

Just when Zeng Zheng complained about Veerappan being stingy, he suddenly felt that his legs were empty and his whole body was hanging in the air.

"Guys, tell me, who is the biggest contributor to our championship this time?"

"Boss Zeng! Boss Zeng! Boss Zeng! Boss Zeng!!!"

The team members shouted in unison.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Throw it to me!!!"

As the discussion continued, Zeng Zheng was thrown into the air by seven or eight young men.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi and Shao Jiayi in the front row lifted the championship trophy together.

With the fireworks and gold foil at the scene, the scene of the Chinese Youth Team winning the championship was completely frozen in the photo.

...

In the VIP stands, a woman with long hair and sunglasses wrinkled her nose and coughed several times in succession.

She had a double lung infection when she was a child, and she still hasn't gotten used to the gunpowder smell until now.

In the sky full of fireworks, she did not turn around.

Instead, he folded his arms and stared at Zeng Zheng who was thrown into the air.

"Deng Deng Deng!"

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the woman in sunglasses said indifferently without turning her head:

"Uncle Qian, have you brought the things?"

How can the disgraced Uncle Qian still look like an official from a big house?

Not to mention his tie was all twisted, and the suit he was wearing was also full of shoe marks.

The pants were torn in several places, and even one of the leather shoes was missing.

Hearing the sunglasses woman's question, Uncle Qian carefully took out a bunch of stuff from his arms and handed it over.

The girl in sunglasses stretched out her hand and took it with a satisfied look on her face.

When I opened it, I saw that it was the brown T-shirt Zeng Zheng wore when coaching on the sidelines.

The temperature in Nigeria is so high, Zeng Zheng shouted for a whole time, and his T-shirt was already soaked with sweat.

Holding this rag-like T-shirt in her hand, the girl with sunglasses not only did not dislike it, but instead covered her nose.

"Huh~~~"

The girl in sunglasses took a deep breath.

"Feeling better now!"

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