World Cup of Great Powers

"Old Zhang, pass the ball!"

"Why the hell is this ball passed backwards? Give it to your feet!"

"Alas, I ran away in vain again."

"Shoot!!!"

...

In the early morning of June 24, 11 international players opened their eyes at the same time.

"Fuck, my waist..."

"Lao Xu, when did you put your foot in my mouth?"

"Heizi, what are you doing? I was almost exterminated by you!"

The double bed was twisted and twisted.

If you sleep well, you can simply fold your legs and feet together; if you sleep poorly, you can do all kinds of incredible yoga movements.

Zhang Minghua climbed out of bed, covered his head with one hand, and entered the bathroom to brush his teeth with a water bottle in his other hand.

"What happened last night?"

"Is it the last game of the day that makes you excited?"

After a while, Sun Jihai also walked in, holding his waist and looking like he was not awake.

"Heizi, your feet are so tight, you just kicked me on the waist."

Zhang Huahua and Zhang Xiaorui are both nicknamed Heizi.

But in the national team, only Zhang Minghua is qualified to enjoy this title.

Zhang Huahua was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Sun Jihai with a puzzled look.

After a long while, he asked cautiously: "Ji Hai, did you also dream last night?"

"Yes! I've been dreaming about it all night!" Sun Jihai twisted his waist.

"Then what did you dream about?"

"Of course it's a game!"

"How many games have been played?"

"Four games!" Sun Jihai stretched out four fingers, "They kicked him in succession!"

Hearing this, Zhang Minghua became silent.

Like Sun Jihai, he also played four games in a row.

Moreover, in one of the games, he failed to kick the ball well during a clearance and kicked Sun Jihai directly in the waist.

It's exactly where he is covering his head now.

this...

Is it a coincidence?

Soon, the news spread that the national players had the same dream.

In the restaurant, the international players who had had the same dream gathered together and whispered.

"Xiao Zhang, do you think this is a sign? My eyelids are not twitching!" Xu Hong whispered.

"Hey! What's the sign? It's the last game, let's be nervous!" Li Bing waved his hand.

"I'm so nervous that so many people have the same dream! And it's so real! There must be something weird in it!" Yang Chen echoed in a low voice.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaorui, who looked indifferent, took the plate and sat down carelessly.

"What's the matter! I dream about Mr. Zeng every time before a game! I'm not used to not dreaming about him!"

He said this with his mouth, but he was muttering in his heart.

Why didn’t I dream about Mr. Zeng last night?

All the national players were stunned when they heard this, and then slapped their thighs.

Yes!

Not only did we dream about playing with our teammates, we also dreamed about Coach Xiao Zeng!

Where is coach Xiao Zeng?

I haven't said a word these days.

We have a game this afternoon, so you should say a few words to us, right?

At this moment, Chi Shangbin walked in.

"Bah, bang, bang!" (claps)

"An announcement."

"We have just handed over the list. After dinner, we will go to the conference room for a morning meeting. Coach Zeng has something to say."

When everyone heard this, they immediately took the food on their plates into their mouths, then simply packed it up and rushed to the designated meeting room.

General Fan arrived first.

Although he was given a red card and suspended, he was the player in the team who supported Zeng Zheng's work the most.

His identity.

No matter what the results of this World Cup are, he will definitely be punished after returning to his country.

But now, he was knocking on the door carefully, waiting for the person inside to answer.

"Ah, Lao Fan? Come in!"

In front of the conference room, Zeng Zheng was burying his head in writing furiously. He looked up and saw General Fan and a group of national players, and nodded.

Seeing Zeng Zheng lowering his head to write something again, General Fan walked in quietly, then chose a place close to the door and sat down.

After a while, other international players also came to the conference room one after another.

"Boss Zeng, I heard that you..."

Zhang Xiaorui arrived before anyone else arrived.

As soon as I stepped into the door with my left foot, I suffered a massive blow to my head.

The aggrieved Zhang Xiaorui just wanted to say something.

Looking at the solemn international players in the room and Zeng Zheng writing furiously at the conference table, I realized that I had said the wrong thing.

He closed his mouth and made an imitation of a zipper around his mouth.

General Fan then let Zhang Xiaorui into the room.

At 9:30, 22 international players were sitting at attention, waiting for Zeng Zheng to speak.

After a while, Zeng Zheng finished writing and looked up.

"Hey, are you all here?"

"We're all here, Coach Zeng!" General Fan stood up, "There are 22 members of the national team, actually 22, please give us your instructions!"

"Don't be so serious, sit down."

Seeing Zeng Zheng wave his hand, General Fan took his place.

Zeng Zheng stood up and looked at the national players in the audience who looked like they were eager for knowledge and curious about their babies. He couldn't help but feel emotional.

It wasn’t until 1994 that it became professional, and it wasn’t until 1998 that we had to use these national players.

The wheels of history are rolling forward.

According to Zeng Zheng’s idea.

If he is in charge of things with bamboo shoes, or he just stays as the head coach of the national team for four years.

By the time of the 2002 World Cup, all the international players from these professional teams will be eliminated.

Even if they do, they will bring a few as "mascots" to keep things going.

The proportion is just like the young people in this class.

Feelings are feelings.

But when it comes to football, there is still a long way to go.

If you can speed it up, speed it up.

And his plan for this game is also very simple.

Let this batch of international football players shine their final glory!

After scanning around, Zeng Zheng coughed lightly.

"First of all, let's talk about this afternoon's list."

"Goalkeeper, Ou Chuliang!"

"arrive!"

Before Ou Chuliang could react, he heard his name, then subconsciously stood up and shouted "arrive".

With Ou Chuliang taking the lead, the next international players who were called also stood up and responded loudly.

"Guard guard, Zhang Minghua, Xu Hong, Wei Qun."

"Midfielder, Sun Jihai, Wu Chengying, Ma Mingyu, Shen Si, Yu Genwei."

"Forwards Li Bing, Yang Chen."

The 11 names that were read out looked at each other, and they discovered that the ones being called were all players who played together last night.

what's the situation?

Could this be...apocalypse?

But Zeng Zheng didn't give them time to react or be surprised.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He spent a lot of money for this game!

The Dream Card alone cost 3,600 points in one night.

For such a big move, I guess I will have to wait for the next World Cup.

"Okay, as long as you know that you are there, please sit down."

"Before I lay out my tactics, I would like to chat with you for a few words."

"What do you think are the characteristics of our Chinese team?"

What are the characteristics of the Chinese team?

Jin Zhiyang, who was recording on the side, was stunned for a moment, and then tapped his forehead with the pen.

Header?

"Yes, header."

"The so-called 'copper head and iron tail bean curd waist, one high and one quick to see the real trick'."

"After playing football for so many years, we have earned the title of 'head team'."

"But what happened to the first team?"

“Can’t the leading team win?”

"If the leading team plays header well, it will be easy to beat the world's top teams, not to mention those countries in Southeast Asia!"

"So, for today's game, my request is to hit them high and hit them with a high-altitude bomb."

"Coach Horton's tactics are very advanced."

"But now we don't have time to learn, and we can't learn."

"In that case, why not bring all of our characteristics into full play?"

"Whatever we know how to play, we can play; what we are good at, we can play how to play!"

"This World Cup is like a summary exam."

"We will use whatever we learned and played before."

"He even beat the old master to death with random punches!"

"There are no static tactics in this world, and there is no formation that is always undefeated."

"The most important thing is to use your specialties properly and restrain the opponent in terms of ability and tactics."

"I have been talking about developing my own characteristics for so many years."

"Today, we will play whatever characteristics we have!"