Chinese champion

Chapter 391 The True and False Black Whistle of the Top of the World (All)

"The opponent is Italy?"

After a night of rest, the players of the Olympic team who had almost recovered their energy immediately exploded when they heard the news.

"Great!" Zhu Jun said excitedly, gearing up his fists, "I've been waiting for this day! The revenge two years ago must be avenged today! Now it's not in Europe, it's in our territory! Teach the Italians a lesson!"

"You're so boring." Zhuang Feng immediately criticized him with righteous words: "Is there any need to hold grudges like this in winning or losing the game? Italy didn't use any despicable means to win the Chinese team that time. What is there to be unconvinced? Good!" That's it for the competition, is it as interesting as meeting the enemy?"

"Hey." Zhu Jun laughed dryly: "What about Andreoli is your Inter Milan, right? His position seems to be right back, right? I advise you to call him and ask him to join the team the day after tomorrow. Be careful in the game! I will make him lose his confidence in football!"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you!" Zhuang Feng didn't bother to talk to him: "Although Marco's main position is the right back, it's a pity that he played the right center back in the Italian Olympic team! Their main right back is from Zacardo of AC Milan, you can do whatever you want with him, it is best to make him lose his confidence in playing football, then we will save effort in the Milan derby in the future."

Zhu Jun made fun of it, and Pei Wei smiled aside: "I told you a long time ago not to argue with him, but you just didn't listen! He is a mature man who has become a family, how could a young man like you Is it the opponent of the old man?"

"Damn! I'm familiar with you. I'll sue you for slander if you talk nonsense!" Before Zhu Jun could refute, Zhuang Feng stood aside and was unhappy: "Who is an old man? I seem to be younger than both of you One year old, right? Just admit that you don’t have the ability to marry a wife, don’t be jealous of me all the time.”

Zhu Jun ran to the side in desperation, he really had no way to refute Zhuang Feng's words, at least he didn't want to think about that day until he completed the task of winning the championship that Fang Zhiling gave him, Pei Wei smiled and joined in. Go up: "Yes, I need you to help me with this wish, so," he warmly held Zhuang Feng's hand: "It's all up to you! Good brothers!"

"Hey..." Zhuang Feng looked disgusted, and hurriedly shook off Pei Wei's hand: "Speaking of which, don't touch me, only my wife can touch my hands."

"Shh..." The other young players around started booing the stinky Zhuang Feng together with laughter.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, the young members of the National Olympic Team who originally had a respectful attitude towards Pei Wei and the other "superstar" figures who usually seemed out of reach, now know Pei Wei. The few are very approachable, at most, Zhu Jun usually likes to drag them to play billiards and blackmail them. Zhuang Feng is not very talkative, and he has long started treating them like ordinary teammates.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Zhu Jun waved his hand: "Anyway, there is no training in the afternoon, and there is nothing to go shopping on the street. Let's play billiards again! I will be the champion! Whoever loses, please have a drink, and I lose If so, please!"

Faced with such favorable conditions, but no one is fighting, the entire Olympic team has been scared by Zhu Jun for a long time. Buying a drink is a trivial matter, but standing aside and watching Zhu Jun clear the stage with one stroke, that's what it feels like But it's too uncomfortable, shame on me!
At the beginning, there were a few guys who didn't know what was good or bad who were willing to fight, but after Tang Song, who had the best billiard skills in the Olympic team, was defeated by Zhu Jun in three consecutive sets and lost, no one dared to be bored.

Zhu Jun asked several times, but no one responded, so he could only sigh alone: ​​"Oh, Zhang Qi is not here, and there is no one in the world to resist! Lonely! Really lonely as snow..."

The others all pursed their mouths, but no one spoke. Indeed, Zhang Qi is not here. There are too few people who want to beat Zhu Jun in billiards. No wonder Zhu Jun is so arrogant.

"I'll fight with you." Zhuang Feng said suddenly, the others were stunned for a moment, but Zhu Jun jumped up happily: "Okay, okay, great, there is another treat! Come on!"

After speaking, he took the lead in running to the billiard room.

Others also walked to the billiard room - anyway, there is nothing to do, and no matter who loses or wins, they will never suffer, don't they have drinks?It's good to see the excitement.

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"78 points!" Deng Yunfeng happily counted the points: "There are only pink balls and black balls on the table! You are 25 points behind, and the game is doomed! Bring the money and buy drinks!"

"Uh..." Dong Yuzhuo belched next to him, and said dissatisfiedly, "Brother Zhu Jun, you just win one game. I've already drank three cups, and I can't drink any more!"

Pei Wei sniggered from the sidelines. No one expected that Zhu Jun, who was so majestic a few days ago, would come up and lose two games in a row. The drinks were already full, so we wanted to change the betting method, and then Chen Bo came up with an idea. The people present were divided into two factions, on the side of Zhu Jun and Zhuang Feng, whoever lost would be fined a drink collectively. In the end, almost everyone wanted to side with Zhuang Feng. Only Dong Yuzhuo had great confidence in Zhu Jun and stood firmly on Zhu Jun's side. Zhu Jun was so moved that his eyes filled with tears. In the end, after three games, Dong Yuzhuo Tears began to fill his eyes—his stomach was already bulging like a pregnant woman, and it was estimated that he would explode if he drank any more.

Zhuang Feng smiled and looked at Zhu Jun who was gnashing his teeth: "How is it? Do you still want to fight?"

"Fight! Why don't you fight!" Zhu Jun gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go bankrupt and beat you! I still don't believe in this evil!"

"I want to beat you! I won't accompany you!" Dong Yuzhuo hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "I can't drink anymore! Otherwise, I will become the first player in the history of Chinese football to die of drink poisoning! "

"Hahahaha!" The team members around laughed and bent over, even the waiter at the bar had a smile on his face.

"Then what are we betting on?" Zhuang Feng continued to smile and looked at Zhu Jun: "It's a pity, our three meals are all provided by the hotel..."

"Dessert after dinner! Fruit!" Zhu Jun almost gritted his teeth and burst out these words. He couldn't accept this cowardly. If he lost, he would be the second best player in billiards in the future national team. The position slipped to the third place...that would be too embarrassing!

"Okay! Put the ball!" Zhuang Feng shuffled the balls on the stage and said to the waiter next to him.

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"Boom!"

Amidst the sighs of the players around, Zhuang Feng smiled and threw the cue. At the beginning of the round, Zhu Jun took out all his solutions and entangled with Zhuang Feng, scoring three red balls and three black balls in a row. In the fourth time, there was a mistake. Zhuang Feng seized the opportunity to grab points continuously. After hitting all the red balls, he started to sweep up other colored balls. He didn't make a mistake until he hit the blue ball. The army has been unable to recover, and this round is lost again.

"Damn, I met a professional player today..." Zhu Jun counted the money in his wallet depressedly: "You can't be Ding Junhui, can you? Why don't you go to the British Snooker Open..."

"The morale of the players is good, haha." He Jin, who was sitting in the coffee shop and watched the booing group of Olympic team through the glass, said to the three assistant coaches with a smile.

"They are in good physical and mental condition now! I believe the game the day after tomorrow will not be a problem!" Lao Zhao also nodded.

"Tomorrow's training is very important. Let them know our tactics in advance." He Jin stirred the coffee in his cup with a spoon: "So, Lao Xiao, your task is very heavy."

"No problem!" Lao Xiao agreed straightforwardly, and then said hesitantly: "Coach He, won't we look a little despicable by using this method? If it gets out, I'm afraid it will have a bad reputation."

"Victory comes first." He Jin glanced at him: "Besides, we didn't use any means other than the stadium. This can only be regarded as a kind of psychological warfare. But... against Italy, I believe this move will be effective. It's useful, and even if it doesn't work, we have nothing to lose, right?"

The three assistant coaches nodded at the same time.

"Damn, Zhuang Feng, how do you practice? I think your level is about to catch up with the average person who makes a living from billiards!" Zhu Jun was depressed, and asked Zhuang Feng curiously. , he was convincingly defeated.

"Billiards is entertainment for you, and a means of making money for me." Zhuang Feng pondered, as if he didn't want to say: "In the year of college, I not only made money from football, but also from billiards. The tool I use to earn surgery fees.”

Having said this, Zhuang Feng suddenly lost his interest.

Walking alone in the courtyard of the hotel, Zhuang Feng looked up at the sky.

Those dark but fulfilling days... An Lei, the days when you were not by my side really made me not used to it...

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8 month 16 day.

Half of the Olympic Games have passed, and the Chinese team, which has the advantage of home court, is making great strides on all fronts. It not only firmly suppresses Russia in the No.3 position, but also pursues the hegemony of the United States. The boss, the United States, pulled down its malay posture, and the whole country was jubilant, and the quarter-finals of the football match held at this time attracted intense attention.

The number of spectators that can be accommodated in the rebuilt Workers' Stadium has been reduced from 8 to 2, which was originally a very appropriate number, but when the match between the Chinese Olympic team and the Italian Olympic team will be held here, almost all Fans who failed to buy tickets are cursing the guy who rebuilt the Gongti, why should [-] seats be reduced?If there are more than [-] people, wouldn't I have a chance to get in?

When the players were still waiting for the game to start in the player tunnel, they could already feel the enthusiasm of the fans in the stadium. The loud cheers and cheers came continuously. Before the game started, the fans seemed to have won Out of all their enthusiasm.

Pei Wei stood at the front, he tightened the captain's armband on his arm, full of confidence in his heart.

Smiling, he glanced at Andreoli, who had a tense face and didn't look at him, Pei Wei turned his head and asked the teammates behind him: "Have you all heard the coach's tactics clearly?"

"Listen clearly!" The teammates replied in unison.

"That's good! Let's start now!" Pei Wei shouted, and then took the lead and ran into the stadium.

"China will win!" The other teammates also echoed in unison, and then rushed out of the player channel behind Pei Wei, followed by the players of the Italian Olympic team.

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"CCTV, CCTV, audience friends, what we are broadcasting for you now is a quarter-final match of the Olympic football match. The opponents are the host Chinese Olympic team and the Italian Olympic team!" Of course, Wang Jianxiang, the ace commentator of the sports channel, was playing the game, and Xiao Jun was beside him. Now Xiao Jun is not only the number one reporter of "Sports Weekly", but also a frequent visitor of CCTV Sports Channel, replacing the old Zhang Nu, who is big and lacks energy, has become a guest commentator for Serie A. He often accepts the invitation of the sports channel to comment on games like this.

"Now that the players from both sides have played, the starting lineup of the Chinese Olympic team is as follows: goalkeeper Wang Lei, four defenders Deng Yunfeng, Feng Xiao, Liu Yu and Tang Song, midfielder Lu Yinzhe, midfielder Pei Wei, left midfielder Zhu Jun, right midfielder Zhou Hai, two forwards Dong Yuzhuo and Zhuang Feng. Italy's lineup is also four four two, goalkeeper Abbiati, four defenders Zacardo, Andreoli, Barzagli and Deira Fiore, the midfielder is Troiano, a young player from Modena. This 1.8-meter-[-] midfielder has attracted a lot of attention from giants. It is said that Juventus and Fiorentina are paying close attention to his performance. Today What kind of performance he will have when facing the best midfielder Pei Wei in Serie A is a topic worth noting. Left midfielder Gasbaroni, right midfielder Palatino, these two players are from Serie A Juventus Although Tus is young, he already has a lot of experience in Serie A. The attacking midfielder Montolivo is known as the most talented attacking midfielder in Italy in the past five years. The forwards are composed of Rossi and Pazzini. Composition." After reporting the lineups of both sides, Wang Jianxiang turned to Xiao Jun: "Next, we invite our old friend, Xiao Jun, a reporter from Sports Weekly, to explain to us the tactics that both sides are accustomed to."

Xiao Jun smiled at the camera: "Although the Olympic team's lineup seems to be a standard four-four-two, in fact, the right midfielder Zhou Hai focuses more on defense. In the game, he is used to forming a double midfielder with Lu Yinzhe to defend. The position of the left midfielder Zhu Jun is a little earlier, so the lineup of the Olympic team is actually equivalent to a four-three-three, which is very aggressive. The lineup of the Italian Olympic team is more like the standard four-four-two, Both of their wide wingers are very fast, which is a great test for the Chinese team's defense, and I believe that how to restrain the opponent's wing attack in this game is the key to victory."

"Okay, thank you Xiao Jun for explaining to us. Now that the two sides are on the field, the Olympic team will attack first. Let's switch the screen to the scene, and the game will begin!"

Zhuang Feng passed the ball knocked by Dong Yuzhuo horizontally back to Pei Wei, and Pei Wei passed it back to Zhou Hai behind him again. After a few times of kicking, the ball returned to Pei Wei's feet.

Pei Wei moved forward slowly with the ball, Troiano came up to meet him, bent slightly, his eyes fixed on the ball under Pei Wei's feet.

Pei Wei shook twice, then suddenly pushed the ball forward, pass!

The ball flew over the Italian midfield in an instant, and fell directly at the feet of Dong Yuzhuo who retreated out of the penalty area!

Dong Yuzhuo took the ball and faced Andreoli and Zacardo's pincer attack. When everyone thought he was going to pass the ball, he moved the ball forward and broke through!

The Italian defenders were all taken aback, aren't you, you still want to break through alone in the face of almost our entire back line of attack?Is there any mistake, too contemptuous of people?

Andreolli looked at Dong Yuzhuo, who was driving straight towards him with the ball, and suddenly had a thought: "Isn't this guy trying to make a foul?"

No wonder he thinks this way. Before the game started, Zola and Casiraghi told him not to make too many moves in the game, so as not to be found by the referee. The shadow of the 2002 World Cup really made these two The veteran who has been on the battlefield lingers.

Therefore, before the game, they repeatedly emphasized that the defense near and in the penalty area must be careful. You must know that the current Chinese Olympic team is not like South Korea in 2002. There are more than one free kick player.

He Jin is undoubtedly a master at figuring out the opponent's psychology. Dong Yuzhuo's forceful breakthrough is just at his behest. As long as the opponent's defender hesitates, it is very likely to take advantage of the beginning of the game.

Sure enough, after Andreoli hesitated, he did not form a flanking attack with Zacardo, because if there was a flanking attack, Dong Yuzhuo would probably fall to the ground, and when the referee called a foul, Italy would have nowhere to cry go.

Facing Zacardo who was rushing over alone, Dong Yuzhuo just showed his advantages in speed and body, made a forced breakthrough to throw the opponent away, and then suddenly volleyed vigorously before Andreoli came up!
Fortunately, Abbiati reacted quickly, and a side throw saved the ball from the bottom line, a corner kick.

The strong attack of the Chinese team at the beginning greatly stimulated the Chinese fans on the scene, "Come on! Come on!" More than 5 people shouted in unison and went straight to the sky!

Pei Wei took a corner kick and the ball flew straight forward. Feng Xiao, who stepped forward to assist, leaped high, shook his head and hit the goal while running!

Seeing that Abbiati couldn't make a save, just when the fans were about to cheer, there was a "boom", and the ball hit the top of the crossbar and bounced off the baseline.

Zola and Casiraghi broke out in a cold sweat at the same time. If they scored a goal just at the beginning of the game, it would be difficult to play the ball.

With their eyesight, it is natural to see that these two shots would not have been so threatening if the Italian defenders hadn't dared to be too close when defending.

"Are we being too careful?" Casiraghi hesitated, then turned and asked Zola: "If the defense is still so cautious, then even if the referee doesn't help them, it will be difficult for us to defend."

Zola's tired body huddled on the coach's bench seemed to be getting thinner, and he also seemed unable to make a decision, frowning and thinking hard.

Right after the start of the game, Italy seemed to be in crisis. The Chinese team’s attack became more and more fierce, while Italy could only stay in its own half of the court and struggle to support. Although Italy was never afraid of being overwhelmed by others, but That is supported by a handy defense, but now he dare not let go of the defense, so where does the counterattack come from?
Zola wanted to let the players defend as usual without too many scruples, but an incident on the field made him change his mind.

In a counterattack from Italy, Gasbaroni quickly broke through after receiving the ball, and Deng Yunfeng quickly returned to the defense. Keep playing.

Casiraghi aggrieved out of the bench to protest, but Zola has firmed his judgment.

It seems that the referee is still biased towards the Chinese team...

He Jin has been carefully observing Zola's expression. At this moment, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. Zola was completely thinking about it. The penalty just now can only be said that the referee is a little bit biased towards the Chinese team, because both sides just now have hands. It is normal for anyone to fall down. At most, the referee is a little bit biased considering the factors of the host country, and it is not the black whistle that Zola thinks.

But what Zola thought was exactly what He Jin wanted to see. When Pei Wei on the spot looked at He Jin, He Jin made a very subtle gesture.

Pei Wei nodded knowingly, and quickly conveyed He Jin's intentions to the other team members.

After a series of inversions in midfield, Pei Wei gave the ball to Zhu Jun on the left.

Zhu Jun took the ball and faced the ready Italian defense line. Zaccardo was defending in front of him, and Palatino also quickly returned to the defense to form a pincer attack.

Zhu Jun didn't seem to have any good breakthrough methods, he could only firmly control the ball, and was suppressed step by step by the opponent's two players to the corner flag. It seemed that there was no breakthrough route, and the best result was only Can kick the ball to the opponent's foot and get a corner kick.

Zhu Jun suddenly leaned back with his body. Zacardo originally planned to push back even harder, but he was afraid that Zhu Jun would fall to the ground and earn a free kick, so he had to move his body back a little to avoid Zhu Jun. the collision.

At this moment, Zhu Jun suddenly knocked the ball back with his heel, and the ball rolled past Zacardo's legs. Zhu Jun immediately turned around and ran past Zacardo from outside the court with a big bend. By his side, he once again controlled the ball under his feet!
"Beautiful breakthrough!" Xiao Jun couldn't help shouting.

Zhu Jun, who caught up with the ball again, kept adjusting his footsteps and continued to advance into the penalty area. Zacardo was too late to turn around, and Palatino was also blocked by Zacardo. Zhu Jun poses a threat.

At this time, Dong Yuzhuo and Zhuang Feng in the penalty area, and Pei Wei outside the penalty area immediately began to move, disrupting the opponent's defensive formation.

Andreoli, who was closest to Zhu Jun, was forced to leave Zhuang Feng, who he was supposed to be marking, to defend Zhu Jun. Just when he was halfway over, Zhu Jun pushed the ball with his arch and accurately passed the ball to the penalty area. Nei Zhuangfeng's feet.

"Block him!" Abbiati yelled.

Facing Barzagli who was desperately coming up to block, Zhuang Feng deftly unloaded the ball, then swung his legs to shoot, but cleverly knocked the ball back!
Pei Wei from outside the penalty area jumped in at high speed. With Troiano sticking close to him, he still swung his left foot without any hindrance, and slammed the ball hard on the front!
The ball flew towards the lower left corner of the goal at a speed of more than three times since then. Abbiati reacted very quickly. He jumped up almost as soon as Pei Wei's shot was made, and reached out to catch the ball!

But it is not possible to catch all the shots by reacting in time. Although Abbiati's movements are very stretched, he can only watch the ball fly by a little in front of his hand and rub against the goal post. Flew into the goal!
"The ball went in! Pei Wei! Pei Wei! Beautiful volley! Abbiati's save is also very beautiful. From the screen we can see that his hand is only one ball away from the goal post! But Pei Wei Zhu Jun's breakthrough, Zhuang Feng's counterattack, and Pei Wei's shot! The perfect cooperation of the three overage players allowed the Chinese Olympic team to take the lead in the first half No.13 minutes !"

"Good!" He Jin stood up from the coach's bench, then turned around and smiled at the three assistant coaches behind him, "'Operation Black Whistle' was a complete success!"

At this time, the three assistant coaches admired He Jin so much that such a small psychological tactic has achieved such a great success. No wonder others can be the head coach while they can only be the assistant. It's whimsical, but it can come up with tactics that have special effects on a team like Italy. How does this person's brain grow?

"It seems that we can't go on like this." Compared with the elation of the coaching staff of the Chinese Olympic team, the coaching staff of the Italian Olympic team is gloomy: "If this continues, we really have to surrender. The goal just now was entirely because they took advantage of the hesitation of our players, in fact they did not benefit from the referee."

"That's the only way to go." Zola also made a decision: "Tell the players to play as usual! Just do what you want, don't be polite, even if the referee really favors them, it will be more like now. It's better to lose like this!"

(End of this chapter)