World Cup of Great Powers

Which team was the Toulon Cup champion in the previous life in 1998?

Zeng Zheng couldn’t remember clearly.

It’s not the French team anyway!

So who is the winner of this Toulon Cup?

As the referee blew his whistle.

You will know in 80 minutes.

Zeng Zheng stood on the sidelines, crossing his arms and looking at the players on the court, with a worried look on his face.

In this Toulon Cup, apart from using the system to select the starting players, Zeng Zheng relied on the players themselves for most of the rest of the time.

Speaking of which, Jianlibao auditioned in 1992, formed the team in 1993, stayed abroad for 5 years, and returned in 1998.

He has put so much effort into this team.

But now, there is a fact that he has to face.

This Toulon Cup final might be the curtain call for Jianlibao.

So after Zeng Zheng arranged the team members, he remained silent.

Even the mobilization before the finals was completed by Zhu Guanghu and others.

Facing the final, everyone was extremely excited.

Most of the team members are in the upward arrow state.

For such a team, Zeng Zheng's ability to command is really limited.

The last game.

The ugly daughter-in-law will eventually meet her parents.

It's a mule or a horse, let them walk it by themselves!

Whether he plays well or not can be regarded as an answer sheet he handed over to fans across the country.

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Since the Chinese team reached the final, CCTV specially sent people to Toulon one day in advance to purchase the rights to broadcast the final.

In other words, today's game will be broadcast in real time to thousands of households in the country through satellite signals delayed by a few seconds.

In Zhu Guanghu’s words, if this game can be won, it will be the best gift for the youth team to the national team’s World Cup campaign!

"Xiao Zeng, I see why you haven't said anything for a long time? Is there something on your mind?"

The game lasted for more than ten minutes.

Zeng Zheng was out of character.

Although he has been standing on the sidelines, he has not turned into "Mr. Passionate" and loudly commanded on the spot as before.

When Zhu Guanghu and others saw this, they felt uncertain and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask.

"The players all played well, why should I say anything?" Zeng Zheng asked curiously.

No news is good news.

Don’t you, Lao Zhu, understand this truth after living for so many years?

If I were yelling every minute and every second like I was in charge of the national team, then that would be a fool's errand!

"No, Xiao Zeng, you are really different from usual today. Did you drink too much last night?"

Zeng Zheng glanced contemptuously at Zhu Guanghu beside him.

The nominal head coach of Jianlibao was secretly wiping sweat with his arm.

Even though many of my skills have been acquired through the system over the years, my ability to drink is definitely something I was born with!

Even if he faced off against a man from Inner Mongolia, Zeng Zheng could fight for three days and three nights.

It only takes a matter of minutes to overwhelm a few people from Northeastern China, and then overwhelm a few people from Shandong Province.

Therefore, Zhu Guanghu said that Zeng Zheng drank too much wine, which is simply nonsense.

And his own actions of wiping sweat revealed his guilty conscience.

"Coach Zhu, haven't we completed the task assigned by Zhu Xia? Why are you still nervous?"

"Hey! Xiao Zeng! This is the final. As a head coach, shouldn't I be nervous?"

Faced with Zeng Zheng's nonchalant attitude, Zhu Guanghu felt that iron could never become steel.

"Xiao Zeng, I'm not talking about you."

"I was so energetic in conducting the group stage and so on. How come it's now the finals and I'm just sitting back and watching?"

"Don't you want to win the championship?"

"Of course I do, who doesn't want the championship!" Zeng Zheng replied with a smile.

"Since you want to win the championship, you can't just stand around and do nothing like now, right?"

"Coach Zhu, what do you want from me? Let me go up and kick you too?"

"Hey, kid, what are you talking about? That's what I mean!" Zhu Guanghu showed a complaining expression, "No matter how anxious I am, I will never replace you!"

"Isn't that enough?" Zeng Zheng blinked, "Coach Zhu, isn't that enough for us to just quietly watch the players play football?"

Seeing that Zeng Zheng could not be convinced, Zhu Guanghu gritted his teeth and could only stand aside angrily.

In the 13th minute of the game, Jianlibao took a throw-in from the backcourt.

Wang Wenhua threw the ball towards Li Weifeng. Li Datou jammed the opponent's forward, stretched out his foot and kicked the ball back with the sole of his foot.

Seeing this, Wang Wenhua hurriedly blocked the ball with his left foot and passed the ball to Li Tie who came to meet him from the middle.

Li Tie took the ball and turned around, looking for defender Ma Yongkang on the other side.

Just as he was about to take off, Argentinian forward Guerrero rushed over and tackled the ball to the ground.

Guerrero got up and was about to continue attacking when he heard the referee's whistle.

He patted his butt and backed away slowly.

"Li Tie turned around too slowly just now!" Zhu Guanghu complained.

"If he had turned around faster, wouldn't the ball have been released?"

"That ball just now was too dangerous!"

The danger he was talking about was not that Li Tie was in danger of having his leg broken by Guerrero.

But if the ball is successfully intercepted by Guerrero, the goal guarded by Li Jian will be in danger.

Zhu Guanghu muttered a few words in succession, but Zeng Zheng on the side still folded his arms, as if watching the fun.

Not long after, Argentina committed another foul in the frontcourt.

This time the position was a little ahead of the center line. After Li Weifeng placed the ball, Zhang Xiaorui, who was running towards him in the midfield, pushed him.

Argentina's No. 6 Samuel is closely behind Zhang Xiaorui.

The Boca Titans seemed to have received some instructions from the head coach before the game.

Within ten minutes after the game started, he had been following Zhang Xiaorui closely, guarding Zhang Xiaorui tightly.

There is a "follower" beside him, which makes Zhang Xiaorui extremely distressed.

In previous games, the opponent had used this tactic against him several times, but Zhang Xiaorui's clever running and deft footwork were able to get rid of and outplay him.

But this time, Zhang Xiaorui suffered a lot.

"Follower" has been upgraded to "Follower".

Facing Boca's main defense, Zhang Xiaorui really couldn't make any mistakes in a short period of time.

Listening to the shadowy footsteps behind him, Zhang Xiaorui made a judgment in an instant.

I saw his shoulder turned to the right, as if he wanted to take a step back after receiving the ball.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the next second, he suddenly moved to the left and accelerated in an arc.

Samoel did not hesitate and quickly adjusted his steps to follow.

But after following two steps, I found that I was still fooled!

Zhang Xiaorui, who met the ball, did not touch the ball.

Instead, let the ball continue to roll away from your feet naturally.

The fake sway just now was actually to attract Samoel's attention.

Zhang Xiaorui's "leak" pushed the competition to its first climax.

The current commentator also stood up and gradually raised his voice.

After Sui Dongliang got the ball, he passed the ball horizontally to the opponent's defender, then turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

Li Jinyu, who followed, kicked off thirty meters outside the penalty area, and in front of two Argentine defenders, he kicked out a powerful and heavy kick.

【Ding!】

[Li Jinyu comprehends the passive skill: one shot]

[One shot LV1: Slightly improves the player’s shooting accuracy when first touching the ball]

Yo ho?

It's the last game, and this kid has learned a new passive skill?

Zeng Zheng's eyes lit up.

The finals are not over yet, but this trip to Toulon has yielded something first.

I have been training Li Jinyu's shooting ability for many years.

Now that there is a system prompt, doesn't it mean that after so many years of training, this guy has finally reached the "passing line" recognized by the system?

Looking at Li Jinyu's new skills, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but grin.

Seeing Argentine goalkeeper Albano pressing down his palms to block Li Jinyu's hard shot, Zhu Guanghu complained again.

"What kind of plane is this Dayu doing?"

"Why did you cum so early?"

"Can't you take the ball out and hold it steady first?"

"Maybe Ryoko over there ran into a better gap?!"

"Xiao Zeng, so are you. Didn't you see that Dayu ejaculated again?"

"Why don't you talk about him?"

Hearing his name in a daze, Zeng Zheng quickly asked: "Coach Zhu, are you calling me?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng leave, Zhu Guanghu's expression worsened.

"Xiao Zeng, I just told you about Dayu!"

"Dayu? What's wrong with Dayu?"

"What did you say?" Zhu Guanghu asked.

Zeng Zheng scratched his head and recalled the scene just now in his mind.

"As for Dayu, I think the Chinese commentator was very poor. What a 'tenderloin pig'! If Dayu hadn't shot him, I wouldn't have known that the foreigner was talking about him!"