Chinese champion

Chapter 464 A Long Night at the Top of the World

During these two days of training, the Chinese team still strictly implemented the blockade policy. All the reporters were shut out outside the training ground of the Chinese team. However, unlike the French team before the semi-finals, it is reasonable for the reporters to be unexpected this time. There is no complaint among them. At this critical moment, everything must first serve the national interest. The articles complaining about the non-cooperation of the Chinese team that often appeared in the media two days ago have all disappeared, and replaced them. forecasting and analysis.

Although most people know that these predictions and analysis are nonsense to some extent, but the fans are still looking at these words that they can think of themselves, and all the expectations are beginning to accumulate, waiting for that day explosion after arrival.

The day before the final, the third and fourth finalists also started at the Nelson Mandela Bay Stadium in Port Elizabeth. For this game, the French team's desire to win was not so strong. For them, they did not enter the final It's a failure, whether it's No.3 or No.4, it doesn't matter.

Portugal's desire to win is much stronger. Their best result in the history of the World Cup was No.1966 in England in 3. Although they failed to go further this time, it is also remarkable to be able to match the best result in history. Achievement.

Different beliefs led to the final result of the game. The French, who had nothing to ask for, were a little weak on the court. Of course, this is also related to their fight with the Chinese team until the last minute. On the other hand, the Portuguese team was scored by the Brazilian team. After the third goal, Scolari basically gave up the game, substituting both Ronaldinho and Nani, just to save the strength of the main players for this game.

In the end, the united Portuguese team beat the French team with a score of 3:1 and won No.3. While tying the best score in history, it was also a revenge for being eliminated by the French team in the final of the last World Cup.

The month-long World Cup has finally come to an end. With the last game and the biggest highlight coming, the World Cup will also come to an end after blooming the most beautiful brilliance.

The eyes of the whole world are on Johannesburg, South Africa, looking forward to the arrival of this final game.

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He Jin looked at the players standing in a row in front of him with their waists straight, and his heart was full of pride.

"Everyone has worked hard these days." He Jin suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour. This national team was built by him alone. Few people can compare with him for the painstaking efforts put into this team. , I recalled that when I returned to China, I worked as a U-15 coach in an unremarkable football school. Until now, I have become a "famous coach" well-known by fans all over China and even the world. It has been a long journey. .

From 1996 to 2010, a full 14 years, it is finally time to bear fruit.

Pei Wei, Zhu Jun, Wu Qi.Hu Yong, Li Min, Zhang Qi, Du Wei... He Jin's eyes swept over their faces one by one. For so many years, he led these disciples to defeat powerful enemies one after another along the way, and finally left. The top of the world is only one step away!
Looking over one by one, He Jin suddenly didn't know what he should say. Before such an important final, shouldn't he say some encouraging words to boost the morale of the whole team?

Normally, He Jin would always use endless ways to achieve this goal, but today, he suddenly found that he, who is usually eloquent, suddenly couldn't say anything.

So he fell silent, just staring at his players for a long time.

"Words... I won't say anything more." After a long time, He Jin finally decided to say something: "Tomorrow is the final. In the final of the World Cup, the opponent is Brazil, the kingdom of football."

Speaking of this, He Jin suddenly smiled: "I think, to be able to set foot on such a field is already the highest goal of a football player, and now, we have set foot on this field, and we have achieved what no one before us has been able to do." I have only one word for tomorrow's game, everyone do your best! Don't let yourself leave any regrets!"

After almost exhausting all his strength to finish speaking, He Jin waved his hand weakly like a deflated ball: "Let's disband, see you tomorrow."

The players left the training ground silently and boarded the bus.He Jin was the last one to come up. After coming up, he seemed to regain his energy and waved vigorously: "Drive! Let's go to eat! Tomorrow's final is still waiting for us!"

The players also agreed with a bang. In fact, everyone could see the exhaustion that He Jin showed at that moment just now, but everyone understood that He Jin had exhausted all his efforts for this World Cup. When the time finally comes, of course there will be a feeling close to collapse.

At the same time, the players firmly believe that when tomorrow comes, He Jin will still become the head coach of the Chinese team known to fans all over the world, and the "cunning Chinese" that makes all the head coaches of the rich and famous. He Jin has the highest prestige in the hearts of Chinese fans. The "God of Football".

Under such circumstances, the atmosphere of the dinner was a bit depressing, few people spoke, and most people just buried their heads in their meals. Even Zhu Jun, who is usually the most active, spoke a lot less.

The tense atmosphere before the final was quietly pervasive. He Jin didn't care much about it. It would be enough to reduce the pressure tomorrow. Today's nervousness of the players will help them maintain their excited state.

What's more, no matter how nervous other people are, he always has a few reassuring players under him. Wu Qi is stupid and bold. Basically, he will not be moved when the sky falls. Hu Yong is always calm, When he was a teenager, he was as calm as a nearly 30-year-old player, let alone now that his experience and psychological endurance have been greatly enhanced. As for Pei Wei, stability is his biggest feature. I haven't heard of him ever having too many ups and downs, let alone He Jin. The last one is Zhuang Feng. Apart from An Lei, nothing else can make him panic.

These four people happen to be a central axis of the Chinese team, and they are also the backbone of the Chinese team. If they are not chaotic, the Chinese team will not be chaotic.

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"The game is going to be played tomorrow... How is the status?" Ma Keer asked Pei Wei softly on the phone. The closed training for these two days not only blocked the reporters, but even the players' families can still play in their spare time. For example, it is not possible to meet with the players during meals and other times, so Ma Keer can only communicate with Pei Wei on the phone.

"Of course!" Pei Wei laughed: "I have recovered very well in the past two days, and there is no problem with my physical strength. As long as I have physical strength, there is no such thing as a bad state!"

Pei Wei's words are not exaggerated at all, perhaps because he has never been lazy in training himself, and has insisted on training himself every day for ten years. He seldom has ups and downs on the court. There is almost no downturn in his competitive career. From this point of view, he is very similar to Inter Milan's previous captain Javier Zanetti.

"What about your right foot, have you felt any discomfort in the past two days?" Marco continued to ask. You must know that Marco is also Pei Wei's personal care physician, which is why Pei Wei's teammates in Inter Milan A very envious point.

"No problem. Team doctor Shen just checked me up. He said my feet are as healthy as a newborn baby." Pei Wei said, "Let's stop talking about this and that, let's talk about something else."

"Then... what are you talking about?" Even through the phone, Pei Wei seemed to see a smile on Mar Ke'er's lips.

"Miss me?" Pei Wei asked cheekily.

"I don't miss you!" Marco said intentionally, "I'm having a good time with some friends, don't talk about it, I'm going to play!"

"What friend?" Pei Wei was anxious: "With whom? Do I know each other?"

"Haha, why are you nervous?" Ma Ke'er laughed loudly: "It's Sister An Lei, Sister Zhi Ling and Zhao Xin! Where did you think!"

"Okay, you dare to scare me!" Pei Wei "threatened" Marco on the phone, but Marco didn't accept this at all, and smiled triumphantly on the other end of the phone.

"Where are our parents, have they rested?" After arguing for a while, Pei Wei asked, "Where's Duoer?"

"Our mother took Duo'er to rest, and our father hasn't yet. He is drinking and chatting in the room. I don't think he will go to bed until early morning." Ma Keer smiled, thinking of Pei Wei's father and The intimacy of my father when he chatted about the ball was funny.

Imagining that scene, Pei Wei couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, it's like this when fans meet together. Besides, they probably don't have much time to talk about it. Now that they finally have this opportunity, of course it will be fun."

"Okay, you can rest." After chatting for a while, Marco said: "I won't disturb you anymore, take care of yourself. Tomorrow, our whole family will go cheer for you! We must win! "

"Don't worry! I will use the Hercules Cup as a gift for you!" Pei Wei said confidently.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Wei looked at his watch and couldn't help but burst out laughing: It's only 10:30, why don't you let me go to bed to refresh myself?You must know that tomorrow's game will only start at 07:30 in the evening. If overtime is played at the end, it may last until close to ten o'clock. During this time, the team has been adjusting the schedule. Sleeping is not allowed before twelve Yes, so as not to lose energy during the game.

This Marco.Pei Wei thought, it must be because he chatted with An Lei and the others and didn't want to disturb him, but he actually said that he would not disturb him...

Pei Wei shook his head helplessly, forget it, let's go to someone else's room to chat with someone, otherwise there is really no way to pass this time.

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Pei Wei walked around the floor where the Chinese team was located, but found that the doors of most of the rooms were tightly closed, and no one answered when he knocked on the door. Players call their families from the long-distance telephone provided by the hotel.

And Zhuang Feng, who was in the same room as him, was forcibly dragged by Zhu Jun to the billiards room, where Zhang Qi was waiting. The people above came to a duel to see who is the real "first shot of the national team", and other people who didn't call were probably very interested in this contest and ran to watch the game.

Bored, Pei Wei searched from room to room, and unexpectedly found that there was another room whose door was ajar. Pei Wei looked at the room number, 1605, which was the room of Wu Qi and Zhu Jun.

Pei Wei opened the door and walked in, just in time to see Wu Qi lying on the bed reading a book.

"What book are you reading?" Pei Wei walked over and asked. He has the same hobby as Wu Qi. He likes to read books, but he can read anything as long as it is interesting, while Wu Qi prefers to read some management-related Books are quite inconsistent with his usual sincere personality.

"Eloquence and communication." Wu Qi raised the magazine in his hand, it was a very old magazine.

"Still reading such an old book?" Pei Wei asked curiously, and Wu Qi smiled: "Books are not afraid of getting old, as long as you can learn something."

Pei Wei also laughed, and he sat down beside Wu Qi's bed: "Let's talk?"

Wu Qi straightened up: "Okay, let's talk, what are we talking about?"

"..." Pei Wei opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. After a long time, he suddenly smiled: "Haha, I don't know what to talk about."

Wu Qi showed a smile, Pei Wei thought for a while, and opened his mouth to ask, "When will you and Zhao Xin get married?"

"Private matters, please don't let them out." Wu Qi said with a wry face, then picked up the magazine and read it quickly, ignoring Pei Wei.

"Don't be like this, what are you afraid of?" Pei Wei couldn't help being happy seeing Wu Qi's appearance, and pushed and shoved him: "Everyone is an adult, and it's normal to get married. There are no outsiders, come, tell me, when are you going to prepare?"

Wu Qi was so entangled by Pei Wei that he put down the book helplessly, and suddenly gave Pei Wei another look: "You bastard! You are really harmful!"

"Why did I hurt someone?" Pei Wei asked inexplicably: "You can get married if you want, and no one stops you. What does it matter to me? Why do you say I hurt you?"

"Isn't it you who came up with the trick first?" Wu Qi looked at Pei Wei bitterly: "Why did you marry Marco after winning all the championships within a year... It's just that, and you still It was publicized everywhere, and Zhao Xin said all day long that this way of proposing marriage is so romantic, and she also wants this way of proposing marriage..."

Wu Qi's face was full of grief and indignation: "You don't know, Zhao Xin also asked me to achieve this goal before he would marry me! God, although our Manchester United are strong, do you know how difficult it is to win all the championships? Charity Shield Cup, The League Cup, the FA Cup, the Premier League, the Champions League...the best results I have achieved in the past few years are only the double crown of the FA Cup and the Premier League! If you get married, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life...you are still laughing!"

Pei Wei couldn't help laughing. Zhao Xin's request was indeed too difficult. The Premier League is the densest league in the world. It is said that it is much more difficult for Wu Qi to realize this wish than that of Pei Wei at that time!
"That's what Zhao Xin asked for? It's too difficult, so let me talk to Ma Keer and ask her to persuade Zhao Xin to make it easier..." Pei Wei finally stopped laughing, thinking After thinking about it, he gave Wu Qi an idea.

"Thank you!" Wu Qi glanced at him, and said angrily, "Don't bother you, Zhao Xin has lowered the conditions..."

"What conditions?" Pei Wei asked curiously.

"Win the World Cup champion, and then put the Hercules Cup on the wedding scene." Wu Qi sighed: "I am already thankful, the game went well this time... As long as I beat the Brazil team tomorrow, I can get married!"

"I didn't say anything!" Pei Wei patted Wu Qi's shoulder vigorously, with a dignified expression on his face: "One world, two brothers, I will help you! Tomorrow, I will hand over the task of scoring goals. With you defending behind us, we will definitely be able to Win the game!"

"Good brother!" Wu Qi grabbed Pei Wei's hand, tears streaming down his face—it's better to be an old brother.

"However, I am a little worried about your defense. I remember that you conceded four goals against Brazil in the World Youth Championship that year... I should consider telling He Tou to replace you, little Wang Lei. The guy has performed well in training recently, so he should be able to play the main force, right?" Pei Wei suddenly added while holding Wu Qi's hand.

"Get out!" Wu Qi ran away, Pei Wei quickly jumped off the bed, and ran out of the room laughing.

Wu Qi ran out after Pei Wei. The two of them just ran into the corridor when they saw a large group of people rushing out of the elevator.

"Why did you come back?" Pei Wei asked curiously: "Aren't you going to play the full seventeen innings? Just finished it? You don't play nine balls, right? How can snooker be so fast?"

"No, only six sets were played, and the result was three to three, a tie." Li Min said with a smile, "Jun Zhu came up with an idea, which is said to be very beneficial for tomorrow's match."

"What idea?" Now even Wu Qi became curious: "Is it really useful? Could it be that we sneaked out and drugged the Brazilian team's drinking water?"

"Damn, how could I do such a despicable thing?" Zhu Jun said angrily, "Am I this kind of person?"

"It's really quite similar..." Wu Qi looked at Zhu Jun for a while, and nodded affirmatively.

"What is the solution?" Pei Wei grabbed Zhu Jun, who was pointing the middle finger at Wu Qi, and asked curiously, "Let's hear it."

"Hey." Zhu Jun smiled triumphantly, pointing to the other people who had already dispersed into their respective rooms: "They have already done it, you can watch it later."

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After waiting for a while, Pei Wei suddenly asked Wu Qi: "What sound do you hear?"

Wu Qi frowned and listened for a long time before he said uncertainly: "It seems... like a mouse... no, it sounds like tearing paper."

Zhu Jun was complacent, Pei Wei and Wu Qi looked at each other, Pei Wei swallowed hard and said, "Damn, Zhu Jun, no way, your idea can't be..."

Before he finished speaking, all the players who entered the room rushed out again, each holding one or two paper figurines with the names of all the players of the Brazilian team written on them.

"Pei Wei, I made Renato for you, come and get it!" Zhuang Feng shouted at Pei Wei with a paper figurine in one hand.

"Damn it! Sure enough, Zhu Jun, you... Zhuang Feng! Hu Yong! You two are messing around too!" Pei Wei felt powerless—these guys, each with an annual salary of millions, are still alive. Even Zhuang Feng and Hu Yong are doing such boring things!

Pei Wei was about to say something with the captain's majesty, when Wu Qi next to him spoke first: "Damn, you guys are too much! How do you think about things! You are so grown up..."

Pei Wei grabbed Wu Qi's hand: "Wu Qi, you're still sensible..."

Wu Qi ignored him, threw away Pei Wei's hand, and yelled at everyone angrily: "You wait, I'll come!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran into his room. A group of elders watched Wu Qi rush in with dumbstruck eyes, and then rushed out again quickly - holding an oversized paper figurine in his hand.

"How about just dealing with the players! And the coaches have to be killed too!" Wu Qi held up the large paper figurine and said excitedly, "This is the head coach of the Brazilian team, Dunga!"

"Super big BOOS!" Zhu Jun's eyes glowed: "Why didn't I think of that! Brothers, start work! Kill the minions first, and then fight the BOOS!"

A group of people rushed into Zhu Jun's room, and the sound of shouting and killing immediately rang out...

"Do you think they are playing online games?" Pei Wei couldn't laugh or cry, and then rushed in: "Damn, I'm the captain, I should come first!"

This is really a long night...
(End of this chapter)