World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 246 Major Events in Life

"Win, we win!"

"We've advanced, we've advanced!"

"The Asian Cup championship is ours!"

After returning to the camp, the players completely let themselves go.

A series of great victories, with a 12-goal difference, qualifying early for the group stage.

Such a victory will inevitably make these young men in their 20s raise their tails.

"After the Asian Cup is over, I will get married first when I go back, and then transfer, without any delay!"

Facing the reporter's interview, Qu Shengqing talked eloquently.

Zhang Yuheng participated in the Olympic Games and Qu Shengqing participated in the Asian Cup.

But both of them want to transfer. According to relevant media reports, Liaoning Football Club only allows one of them to leave.

After winning by a big score, players' "tattletales" are most sought after by the media.

After two big wins, the Chinese team has secured first place in the group.

Faced with Zeng Zheng's temporarily relaxed interview, the reporters who gathered around him also had a lot of questions to ask.

Among them, what reporters and fans are most concerned about is whether to join forces with Kuwait to "get rid of" South Korea in the next group stage.

With a 1-1 draw with Kuwait, South Korea is already "embattled on all sides" in this Asian Cup.

Even if the Indonesian team is defeated by a big score in the third game, it still depends on the results of the Chinese team and the Kuwaiti team.

Judging from the current situation, the Chinese team won both games and secured first place in the group ahead of schedule.

Kuwait has two points from two draws and ranks second in Group A.

South Korea only has 1 point and is ranked behind Indonesia due to goal difference.

Therefore, in this last game, as long as the Chinese team let go a little and lost to Kuwait, even if South Korea qualified third in the group, it would not be able to escape the fierce blocking of Iran and Xiaozhi.

Therefore, Zeng Zheng's heroic words of "fighting for first place" at the press conference after the game were completely interpreted by reporters as "diplomatic rhetoric" to decorate the appearance.

"After the Chinese team beat South Korea 8-0 and Indonesia 4-0, they lost to Kuwait 0-1."

"When you see this score, what do you think of first?"

Faced with Zeng Zheng's rhetorical questions, the reporters fell silent.

Match-fixing, perfect match-fixing!

If it was a 0-0 draw with Kuwait, it can be understood that the Chinese team controlled the ball throughout the game, but rarely attacked in order to preserve its strength;

But if he really loses 0 to 1, then Zeng Zheng will be chased by people sent by the gambling company the next day!

According to the current logic, based on the momentum of the Chinese team's victory and the level of Kuwait, if the next game does not beat Kuwait by 3 goals, the Chinese team will give up.

"I have always said that you always need to be strong in blacksmithing, and improving your own strength is the eternal topic."

"In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just paper tigers."

"What our Chinese team has to do in this Asian Cup is to firmly take the opportunity into our own hands."

"This is enough."

"As for the outcome of the third game, we are ready anyway."

"It just depends on whether Kuwait will break the boat and come up with double or even double the strength to meet the challenge."

Upon hearing this, a reporter who responded quickly asked:

"Coach Zeng, since Kuwait must perform exceptionally well to defeat us, can I understand that you think Kuwait is not as strong as us?"

"Does it still need to be said? Isn't it obvious?" Zeng Zheng spread his hands, "We are the host country, and there are so many players competing in mainstream European leagues. Our team has a balanced age distribution, and many of them have just participated

Aren’t the overall strength of the Olympic players better than those of Kuwait?”

Zeng Zheng's words made reporters and fans think deeply.

It spread to the ears of opponents, and it also aroused a burst of emotion.

The one that touched me the most was the little life next door.

A Little Sun fan said in an interview, "After watching our game against Uzbekistan, and then watching the Chinese team's game against Indonesia, my mood can be described in two words - despair!"

In these two games, Xiaotian and the Chinese team both scored 4 goals. The difference is that Uzbekistan also scored a goal in the counterattack.

But what fans saw in the early days was not the one-goal gap.

"We scored 4 goals, but we could only score 4 goals; the Chinese team scored 4 goals, but they planned to score 4 goals..."

According to the evaluation of Xiaotian head coach Troussier: "The Chinese team has stepped out of the Asian football circle and has been exposed to the most advanced ideological realm and consciousness of modern football."

"In the words of the Asian football community, the Chinese team has truly left Asia and entered the world."

"The Chinese team is playing modern, internationally advanced football."

"Because of this, it is reasonable for South Korea to lose to the Chinese team by a huge margin."

"Judging from the current situation, only the Iranian team, which plays at the highest level, can barely compete with the Chinese team."

"If nothing else happens, the Chinese and Japanese teams will meet again after entering the semifinals."

"At that time, we can see where the gap between us and the Chinese team is."

Today, Troussier can be called a "godfather" level figure in childhood football.

Under his shoulder-to-shoulder guidance, my football level in my childhood was rising like a rocket.

Although it is an improvement compared to before.

But Zeng Zheng is like a mountain, always towering in front of Troussier and his team.

From the World Cup to the Asian Cup, from the youth team to the national team.

Zeng Zheng's name seems to have become Troussier's nightmare.

After learning that the Chinese team had defeated South Korea 8-0, Troussier could only sigh helplessly.

This Asian Cup, they may have to leave empty-handed again.

However, people are not so pessimistic in their childhood.

In their view, it is not unusual for them to be unable to beat the Chinese team in their childhood.

"We couldn't beat the Chinese team ten years ago."

"Although our football has developed in the past ten years, the Chinese team has not fallen behind."

"At least we can see that the gap between us and the Chinese team is reducing little by little."

"The most important thing now is that we must accumulate step by step and strive to improve faster than the Chinese team every year."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Don't lose the game ten years from now, that's the most important thing."

Among the three East Asian countries in this Asian Cup, South Korea has been "bad" by the Chinese team, and their days have begun to be indifferent.

From this point of view, the only real obstacle for the Chinese team to win the championship is Iran.

...

After playing so well in the first two games of the group stage, the fans felt relaxed for the time being.

At least you don't have to worry about the last "key game" of the group stage.

Some old fans who have watched the national football team for more than ten years have not yet recovered.

Because the four teams are based close to each other, after lunch that day, some domestic reporters tried to talk to several Kuwaiti players in the lobby.

But they all acted like they were "running away", claiming that there were rules within the team not to accept interviews.

"Coach Zeng, do you know that after the draw with Indonesia in the first game, everyone in Kuwait was very dissatisfied with it."

In the private room of the restaurant on the second floor, Qin Xue revealed to Zeng Zheng the information she had learned over the past few days.

"The domestic media in Kuwait severely criticized them for underestimating their opponents and not taking the game seriously."

"In view of the pressure of domestic public opinion, the head of their delegation, Kuwaiti Bamboo Shoe Bamboo Seat, the chairman of the Asian Cup Organizing Committee Wah, directly ordered that the Kuwaiti players cannot accept any interviews!"

"Especially Kuwaiti journalists are not allowed to have contact with the players."

"Coach Zeng, can this method really reduce the pressure on players?"

Through the window, looking at the Kuwaiti players downstairs who were hiding from reporters while carrying their plates, Zeng Zheng pointed to the South Korean players in the other corner: "When it comes to how to regulate the pressure within the team, you might as well ask them!"

Unlike the Kuwaiti players who fled, the South Korean players showed no nervous expressions at all on their faces, as if being at the bottom of the group had nothing to do with them.

Not only that, their appetite is also surprisingly good.

In addition to the main meal, the plate in front of me is also filled with assorted fruits.

People who can eat so much fruit after a full meal must not feel stressed.

"They, what do they have to interview? They are a bunch of heartless guys!" Qin Xue muttered, looking dissatisfied with Zeng Zheng's recommendation.

"The reason why they don't look panicked at all is because their head coach has shouldered all the responsibilities."

"Coupled with the poor results in the Asian Cup group stage, they want to eat as much fruit as possible before returning home."

"Coach Zeng, do you know? These sticks are no longer human beings!"

"While they told their media how bad our food and accommodation conditions were, they kept packing our fruits, desserts, etc. into the dormitory."

"Every time they eat, they are like locusts crossing the border. Nothing is left. Our chef has to prepare two snacks for this."

During the conversation, the two of them saw with their own eyes a South Korean player take out a big black plastic bag from his pocket and pour all the cowpeas, pickles and vegetables on the plate into it.

"You see, Coach Zeng, these little pickles are their favorite!" Qin Xue said with a look of contempt.

Zeng Zheng burst out laughing after seeing it.

"These South Korean players are easy to feed, they can survive with some pickles!"

According to internal information, since the Chinese team won the bronze medal in the Olympics, many South Korean players have wanted to come to A to play football.

The Jianglong team under Zeng Zheng was even pushed past the threshold by South Korean players.

Just when Zeng Zheng and Qin Xue were chatting happily, a hand suddenly placed on Zeng Zheng's shoulder from behind.

“Coach Zeng is so excited!”

"What are you talking about so happily?"

"Let me listen too!"

After saying that, the owner of the voice placed a plate of fresh salad in front of Zeng Zheng, and then sat down next to Zeng Zheng.

Looking at Miss Qian beside him, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the smile on Zeng Zheng's face suddenly solidified.

"Ah, this, this..."

"Coach Zeng, this beautiful lady is..."

"Reporter, reporter!"

Zeng Zheng turned his face to the side, then covered his eyes with his hands and whispered a reminder.

For ordinary reporters, Zeng Zheng's gossip is definitely more exciting than the news about the national team.

Who talks about football when you can know the gossip about the national team coach?!

But this time, Ms. Qian showed her identity in a very high-profile manner.

"Ah, hello, comrade reporter."

"My last name is Qian, the Qian from MONEY."

"I am now a consultant to the national team, a sponsor investor of the national team in this Asian Cup, and even coach Zeng's girlfriend."

"Whether it's about the national team or coach Zeng, I know everything."

"If you have anything to ask, you can come and interview me."

Faced with such "breaking" news, Qin Xue was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at Zeng Zheng, who was huddled up on the side, and burst out laughing.

"Hello, Miss Qian."

"I was just discussing something with Coach Zeng about tomorrow's opponent, the Kuwait team."

"I've finished the interview now."

"I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, Qin Xue quickly stood up.

Put away the dishes and documents on the table, say goodbye and leave.

When passing by Zeng Zheng, he still playfully stretched out his right hand and opened and closed it.

"Goodbye, Coach Zeng, I wish the Chinese team all the best tomorrow and return victorious!"

Upon seeing this, Zeng Zheng hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook his wrist back and forth a few times.

"Ah, bye, bye."

As soon as the private room door was closed, Miss Qian's hands turned into pliers and grabbed Zeng Zheng's ears.

"Ah, it hurts..."

"My dear, do you still know it hurts?"

Miss Qian stretched out her other hand and touched Zeng Zheng's waist, then picked up a thin piece of flesh, held it firmly with her fingernails, and then twisted it 180 degrees.

“┗|`O′|┛Ouch~~!!!”

Zeng Zheng's voice startled the other guests in the private room.

"She is really a reporter, she is really a reporter!" Zeng Zheng cried and begged for mercy.

"I don't care who is a reporter or not." Miss Qian loosened her hands and elegantly picked up a piece of cantaloupe and put it in her mouth.

"If I see you in the same room with another woman next time, I will immediately buy a plane ticket and go have dinner with Mr. Wanda Zhang."

"No, no, definitely not in the future!"

Zeng Zheng endured the pain and quickly picked up a piece of cantaloupe and served it to Miss Qian's mouth.

Seeing Zeng Zheng's careful look, Miss Qian raised her eyebrows, opened her mouth and took the piece of cantaloupe into her mouth.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng felt relieved.

"Dear, why do you come to see me when you have time?"

After eating another piece of cantaloupe, Ms. Qian pursed her lips with a napkin, and then said: "People from the AFC are here this morning."

"Huh? AFC? What are they here for?" Zeng Zheng looked curious.

As Zeng Zheng's "secret agent" in Bamboo Shoes, Miss Qian would definitely tell Zeng Zheng as soon as she had any news.

"Let's inspect the venue." Miss Qian said elegantly, "They just came from Guangzhou and Wuhan. I heard that the venues in those two places have full marks."

"Of course!" Zeng Zheng burst into laughter upon hearing this, "These fields are paved with our turf and all use our infrastructure. It's not my fault, even the Bernabeu may not have it.

Our standards are high!”

"So, Maojiawan is naturally a perfect score." Ms. Qian raised her eyebrows and winked at Zeng Zheng, "They said that if the venue for the next Asian Cup is of the same standard as this one,

, it’s settled that we will host the Asian Cup together.”

Upon hearing this, Zeng Zheng hurriedly handed a piece of cantaloupe to Miss Qian's mouth again.

"Ha, then isn't this business coming?"

"snort!"

"As long as the government acquires the land, we can build as many golf courses as we want!"

Miss Qian happily chewed the cantaloupe fed by Zeng Zheng, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.

"Yes, I think so too."

"Perhaps your income from the business of building the stadium is higher than my income from the business of selling people!"

In the past few years, the two of them have been running clubs, selling people through youth training, and then investing in building markets and investing in stocks. It can be said that they have made a lot of money.

If this continues, Zeng Zheng's net worth will exceed 100 million before the World Cup.

Recalling his previous business of drawing pictures and doing special effects, Zeng Zheng was filled with emotion.

How much can you earn if you work hard?

The most important thing is to find a good wife!

Just as Zeng Zheng was happily dreaming about building more than a hundred football fields across the country, Miss Qian suddenly closed her mouth.

"Ah, you don't want to eat cantaloupe anymore?"

"..."

"What should we eat? Strawberries? Grapes?"

"..."

"Would you like me to go downstairs and make you a small cake or something? Or give you a bowl of crock pot soup?"

Just when Zeng Zheng was guessing what his girlfriend wanted to eat, Miss Qian suddenly twisted her face and pressed her hands on Zeng Zheng's face with a "pop" sound.

"Honey, when will we get married?"

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