World Cup of Great Powers

Winning first does not count as winning, and laughing first does not count as laughing.

The news that Spain lost to Chile made many fans worried.

"Why do you think Spain is so arrogant? How come it can't even beat Chile?"

"Chile is a strong team in South America, okay? They lost to us in the first game because of their carelessness! In fact, they are very capable!"

"Yeah, when we played in the first game, 'Terror Ivan' didn't play due to injury. Now it's the second life-and-death battle, so naturally we have to fight for national honor!"

"Then what do you mean? If Ivan plays in the first game, we won't be able to beat them?"

"That's really hard to say! Ivan is world-class in both offensive and pulling abilities. Young guys like Zhang Xiaorui and Li Jinyu may not be able to beat him!"

"So what? No matter how powerful you are, won't you lose to us?"

"As I said, Ivan didn't make it to the first game, so we won by luck."

"Whether it's luck or strength, we have already won anyway, so what's the use of talking about others now?"

"Of course it will work! If Chile can play at this level in the third game, it will be no problem to win Morocco. In this way, Chile will have two wins and one loss, and it will definitely qualify!"

"Why is this? Why is it that Chile will definitely qualify if we win two games? It's not certain that we win two games?"

"Let's calculate the score!"

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In the hotel, the coaches stayed in their rooms to discuss tactics, and the players also gathered together to discuss the third group match.

Li Jinyu took the chalk and wrote while talking: "Look, the current situation is that we are 1-0 Chile and 1-0 Morocco. We have won two games and accumulated 6 points and a goal difference."

"Chile, with one win and one loss, has a goal difference of 1."

"If we lose in the third group match and they win, then Chile's goal difference will be at least two, and our goal difference will be at most one, which will definitely rank behind Chile."

"The situation in Spain is similar to Chile. They have one win and one loss, and the goal difference is 0."

"If they beat us in the last game, the goal difference will be at least 1, which is the same as us."

"But the problem is that when comparing the relationship between victory and defeat, they beat us, so they are still the ones who advance."

"In other words, as long as we lose the third game, even if we lose 0-1, we will most likely be eliminated."

"As long as Chile wins, no matter what the result between us and Spain is, it will definitely occupy a qualifying spot."

After Li Jinyu analyzed it, all the team members in the room suddenly became enlightened and had a preliminary understanding of the seriousness of the situation.

Yang Pu raised his hand and asked: "Isn't there a situation where we can join hands with Spain to qualify?"

This question is also what other team members in the room want to ask.

It would be best if there is a way for two teams to work together and qualify peacefully. No one wants to have to fight their opponents until the third group stage!

"This situation also happens." Li Jinyu replied, "First, we lost to Spain, but Chile tied with Morocco; second, our side tied, but Chile lost."

"Because Chile has a greater goal difference than Spain, even if we tie with Spain or Chile ties with Morocco, Chile will eliminate Spain because of the goal difference."

Yang Pu nodded after hearing this: "So that's it."

Under the influence of Zeng Zheng, not only the team leaders and coaches must learn to count scores, but the players also have a sense of scoring.

The players calculate the points themselves. In this case, the calculated results can resonate more with the players than hearing the results directly from the coaches or the media.

At the very least, through this analysis, they will have a basic understanding of the future situation.

"No, there is another situation where we can join hands with Spain to qualify." As the brains of the team, Zhang Xiaorui added now.

"Is there another situation?" Everyone was confused.

"That's right." Zhang Xiaorui said slowly, "That means Spain lost to us by a small score, and Chile lost to Morocco by a score that was neither big nor small."

"In this way, we win all three games, and the other three teams each win one game. We compare each other's goal difference, the relationship between victory and defeat, etc. Spain may also qualify with us."

"But whether it's what I said or what Dayu said, do you think these situations are likely to happen?"

The two of them were talking to each other, but even a fool could tell that it would not be easy to join hands with Spain.

Because for Spain, this is undoubtedly putting its fate in the hands of its opponents and leaving it to fate.

This is not the work of a strong team at all!

Once Spain wins, it will surpass the National Olympics in rankings and qualify properly.

In this case, Spain will definitely choose to fight to the death.

"In other words, whether it is Spain or Chile, they will definitely strive to win the last game." Zhang Xiaorui made the final summary.

"We can qualify as long as we tie, but Morocco must rely on us beating Spain by a big score, and them beating Chile by a big score, in order to gain a chance of survival."

"In comparison, our desire to win with Morocco is definitely not as good as our opponents."

"As for how to play on the court, it's up to Mr. Zeng to decide."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaorui glanced at the suspended and "sick" patients in the corner, and secretly shook his head.

With so many personnel reduced, Zeng Zheng has few options for tactics.

"Brother Ou, Leilei, Boss Zeng asked you to come over!"

The two people whose names were called stood up and followed Han Tao out of the room.

After the two left, everyone focused their attention on Liu Yunfei.

The latter raised his chin: "No matter what choice Boss Zeng makes, I will support him!"

After a while, Ou Chuliang and Li Leilei came back.

The former's expression was indifferent, while the latter's face was full of disappointment.

"Lao Fan, Li Weifeng, Coach Zeng asked you to come over."

General Fan stood up, patted his butt and walked out of the room first.

Li Weifeng's right leg is still wrapped with gauze.

Although Zeng Zheng sprayed the medicine, mentally he still used his left leg to support his body.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After the two left the room, Ou Chuliang patted Liu Yunfei on the shoulder.

"Yun Fei, the third game is up to you."

Li Leilei also took a step forward, "Xiao Fei, you have to work hard!"

Among the three goalkeepers, Liu Yunfei, the youngest, flashed his eyes and immediately stood up and patted his chest.

"Master, Brother Li, don't worry, I will definitely guard the third game!"

Zeng Zheng called at most two at a time, and the team members left one after another.

Everyone could tell that, except for the two goalkeepers who were called away at the beginning, the one who was called away first was probably for the next game.

Soon, it was the forward's turn.

As Li Yi and Qu Bo were called out of the room, Zhang Yuheng was left sitting in front of the window, looking at the busy traffic downstairs, and sighed deeply.

Although he scored a penalty kick against Morocco, Zhang Yuhuang did not expand the score in the following games.

On the premise that the team has one less player, he still has to run hard and participate in defense.

Not only did I have a cramp, but I also injured my calf in a tackle.

At that time, Zhang Yuheng had a hunch that Zeng Zheng would not send him out again in the next game.

Anyway, I've won two games in a row, so it doesn't matter if I take a break.

But now it seems that this third game is likely to be the last game of the Olympic Games in Sydney.

He couldn't fight a life and death battle, so it's no wonder that Zhang Yuhuan sighed.

"It would be great if we could score two more goals in the first two games."

Recalling the opportunities he wasted in the first two games, Zhang Yuheng felt a pain in his liver.

If the goal difference at the National Olympics is enough, what if they lose to Spain by a small score in the last game?

However, the first two games were small wins of 1-0.

"Old Hei, there's nothing to feel sorry for. You've done a good enough job." Li Jinyu came over, patted Zhang Yuheng on the shoulder and said, "To be honest, if Boss Zeng can take you with him this time to Sydney, we all are happy."

Very surprised."

"Hmph! If you don't take me, who will?"

Although Li Jinyu is a direct descendant of Zeng Zheng, in Zhang Yuheng's eyes, he is the younger brother who played football in Zhang Yin's courtyard.

"Of course it's Fatty! He is now the main forward of the national football team!"

"Fat man?" Upon hearing Qu Shengqing's name, Zhang Yuhuang curled up his lips, "His physical strength is not as good as mine!"

"He was dismissed by Boss Zeng just because his physical fitness was not up to standard!" Li Jinyu whispered. "And Boss Zeng gave Fatty an ultimatum. If his physical fitness cannot keep up, he will not be able to compete in the Asian Cup after returning this time.

I’m going to take him with me!”

"What? The national team won't take him anymore?" Zhang Yuheng was surprised after hearing this.

Qu Shengqing can be said to be an outstanding representative of talents cultivated by domestic leagues in this era.

In 1998, Liaoning Football Team was promoted to A and he was the top scorer in A-A in 1999. All these highlights Qu Shengqing's excellence.

But the problem is that Qu Shengqing's age is rather embarrassing.

He is two years older than Jianlibao and others, and did not catch up with the first batch of youth training after professionalization; he is also two years younger than Zhang Enhua and others, and has not caught the last train of the provincial team era.

Under such circumstances, the fact that he can still perform well in Class A is entirely due to his own personal ability.

In the club, Qu Shengqing is agile, has strong breakthrough ability, and has superb shooting skills.

Although he is called "Fat Man", it is mostly because of his larger face.

In the eyes of fans, Qu Shengqing is like Sammo Hung in martial arts movies.

Although the body is wider, it does not affect the ability at all.

Even in the confrontation with his opponents, Qu Shengqing was able to take the initiative by relying on the word "fat".

Coupled with being valued by Liaozu Football Club, Qu Shengqing won such an honor in Class A.

But no matter how brilliant he was in the past two years, Zeng Zheng saw two fatal flaws in Qu Shengqing at a glance.

The first one is that Qu Shengqing has been exposed to the most traditional tactical concepts and training of local commanders since he was a child. He is completely a "grassroots genius", and he only eats status and youth;

The second is Qu Shengqing's physical condition, which has always been at the bottom of Zeng Zheng's team.

For this Olympics, most of the players were the first batch of national players recruited by Zeng Zheng.

And on the premise that they would rather bring one less over-age international player, they still do not bring Qu Shengqing, which speaks volumes.

You know, neither Li Jinyu nor Shao Jiayi are pure forwards!

"I heard from Mr. Zeng that he set a hard target for Fatty. If he wants to return to the national team, a certain physical data must meet the standard. Um...it seems to be called something like body fat rate. Basically, he doesn't mind him.

Fat, but must be stocky, just like Elton of Werder Bremen."

As someone who also wants to play in the Bundesliga, Zhang Yuheng has naturally heard the name of "Ball Lightning" Elton.

Seeing that Zeng Zheng had such high demands on Qu Shengqing, Zhang Yugong was a little stunned.

"Tsk tsk, don't you see that Boss Zeng has high expectations for Fatty!"

"Of course!" Li Jinyu rolled his eyes, "To tell you the truth, he has high expectations for our former Liaozu players! Look at me, Tiezi, and Xiaozhao, who is not playing the main role under him now?

"

"Oh?" Zhang Yuhuang raised his eyebrows, "Then what Boss Zeng expects from us..."

After hearing this, Li Jinyu looked around at the other teammates around him and saw that everyone was gathered together in twos and threes to discuss their own matters, so he turned back and lowered his voice.

"My boss told me when I was in Brazil that he wanted me to become an Italian player like Filippo Inzaghi, the one who plays for Juventus now, do you know?"

"Yeah, I know, what about me?" Zhang Yuhuang said impatiently.

"Boss Zeng mentioned your words before coming to Sydney. He said..."

Speaking of this, Li Jinyu glanced at Zhang Yuheng with caution.

Seeing the expectation written on his face, I whetted my appetite and said slowly: "He said it would be great if you were Crespo."

"Hernan Crespo?" Zhang Yuheng's expression perked up after hearing this, "The one from Parma?"

Li Jinyu shook his head, "He already transferred to Lazio in July, and the transfer fee at that time broke the world record!"

"Oh my God!" Zhang Yuhuan trembled, "I didn't expect Boss Zeng to expect so much from me!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Isn't that right? Boss Zeng has his expectations for everyone on the team! It's just that he doesn't usually say it!"

"So, Lao Hei, you can't let yourself get discouraged first and live up to Boss Zeng's expectations of you!"

Zhang Yuheng didn't really listen to what Li Jinyu said next.

On the side of Li Jinyu's invisible thigh, his fists were clenched tightly.

China’s Crespo?

Is it really possible for me to reach Crespo's level?

I didn’t expect Mr. Zeng to expect so much from me!

Damn it!

Why did I drink that drink?

Recalling that drinking party, Zhang Yuheng still regrets it to death.

Zhang Qu's case is very simple.

After a group of people went out to eat and drink, the drunk driver got into a car accident.

The driver is fully responsible for drunk driving, and the matter did not go away.

It's time to lose money and it's time to deal with it.

But the problem is that Zhang Yuheng, Wang Gang and Wang Gang's girlfriend were all only slightly injured, and Qu Yueheng, who had just scored a hat trick in the Super Cup, was paralyzed from a high position.

When such a situation occurs, it can only be said that Xiaoqu is unlucky.

But under the manipulation of thoughtful people, an ordinary drunk driving car accident was abruptly described as "a carefully prepared script by Zhang Yuhuang, who is involved in crime"!

This is terrible.

With two hats on his head, and Qu's family members complaining that Zhang Yuheng was afraid that Xiaoqu would compete with him for position, the lawsuit has not yet been fully pronounced.

The result of the conspiracy theory is that Liaozu's performance has plummeted, and it is no longer as brave as last year's "Kaiserslautern".

In fact, others can see this clearly.

First of all, Zhang Yuheng's usual image is that of a sunny and cheerful boy, who would never do such a despicable thing;

Secondly, even if he is really involved in gangs and is afraid of stealing his position, he is not smart enough to control the car accident.

Even though Qu Yueheng is older than him, his fame is the hat trick he just scored in the Super Cup, which will never affect Zhang Yuheng's status in the team.

If Zhang Yuheng really wanted to mess with him, hiring a few people to break Qu's legs would be far better than driving drunk and causing a car accident!

It was also after Zeng Zheng found out that Zhang and "Hei" really had nothing to do with each other, that he withstood huge pressure and recruited Zhang Yuhuang, who was still involved in the lawsuit, into the team.

What a great trust this is!

A scholar dies for a confidant.

At the moment when he learned about his position in Zeng Zheng's heart, Zhang Yuhuang made up his mind.

Once the lawsuit is over, he will go abroad to study abroad and create a new world.

...

September 20, Melbourne Football Stadium.

Facing Spain, which is striving to win, the National Olympics usher in an Olympic life-or-death battle!

On the women's football side, the women's football team, which was influenced by the men's football team, once again faced their old enemy, the United States, and scored 2-1 in 90 minutes, beating their opponent.

Unlike the men's football team, the women's football team, which has won two consecutive games, has completely locked in a semi-final spot.

Now it depends on whether the men's football team can withstand the heavy pressure of "defeating with a draw" and create men's football Olympic history.

"For this game, everyone must have understood the importance of the game." In the locker room, Zeng Zheng made his final speech.

"No matter how we arrange it or what we think, it is all false that European teams do not value the Olympic Games!"

"What is certain is that Spain's fighting spirit to win is definitely stronger than ours!"

"But on the football field, fighting spirit does not determine the outcome."

"What I ask of you is very simple."

"It's enough for you, as football players, to use what you have learned on the field and use a normal mentality to follow the tactics I have arranged and execute them."

"I believe in you, and you must also believe in me."

"Are there a few members on the team who won last year's World Youth Championship?"

"Remember how we beat Spain in the final?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

"In Europe, Spain's strength is not very high, nor is it ranked high."

"And players like Raul and Guardiola have just finished playing in the European Cup, so they didn't participate in the Olympics at all."

"In terms of average age, they are about the same as us."

"Think about it, they even lost Chile, where can we go to win?"

"You give me a good kick when you get on the court, do you understand?"

"I understand!" all the team members responded in unison.

"Ring ring ring!"

As the bell rang, the players stood up with a "swish" and walked to the players' tunnel.

Zeng Zheng stood by the door of the locker room, high-fiving each player and encouraging them.

When General Fan followed the team out of the room, the two looked at each other.

"Brother Fan, this game..."

"Don't worry, Coach Zeng, leave everything to me." General Fan patted his chest, "As the captain of the national team, I am licking my old face and begging you to join the team. Isn't it just to deal with this situation?

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