World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 303 I want to become Ou Chuliang!
"Win, finally won!"

Huang Jianxiang was so excited that he yelled victory into the microphone.

"Win, we really won!"

"We beat the Olympic champion!"

At the side of the court, Zeng Zheng also let out a long sigh.

Everyone around is celebrating.

Only he was patting his chest.

When seeing Eto'o "fly" at the last moment, Zeng Zheng's molars were almost crushed.

Countless.

I didn't expect Eto'o to play so against the sky in this game.

A hat trick! That's it!

You must know that the maximum you can "tolerate" is two goals.

This Eto'o not only "completed the task", but also presented one more.

Especially when Eto'o kicked the falling leaves outside the penalty area and blasted away the goal behind Ou Chuliang, he felt like committing seppuku.

Now, the dust has settled.

4 is better than 3!

Even if Eto'o's performance was against the sky, he still failed to beat his team after all.

This game made Zeng Zheng start to re-examine the strength of the stars.

Players such as Li Jinyu, Zhang Xiaorui, and Sun Jihai are stars in the Chinese team.

But in the European arena, it's just that the main force has just stabilized.

"We still have a lot to do!"

Zeng Zheng let out a sigh of relief.

Raise your arms, too, and join in the celebration.

"Boss Zeng, we won!"

"Yes, Boss Zeng, we finally won!"

"We beat Cameroon!"

"Hahahaha, the feeling of revenge is so fucking cool!"

The red team members celebrated selflessly.

The green team members sat all over the floor.

Especially Eto'o.

After the last flying kick failed, he didn't get up at all.

After hearing the whistle, he simply went to the ground and put his arms in front of his forehead.

He has done his best.

He is not a loser!
If Cameroon can be united like the Chinese team, if the Cameroon coach can have absolute control of the locker room like Zeng Zheng.

The former Olympic champion can even challenge the world champion.

But there are no ifs in this world, only consequences.

God gave the Cameroonians strong physical qualities, but did not give them strict discipline and organization.

Just imagine.

If the Chinese players are all coaxed like Ronaldo and Batistuta, Zeng Zheng may not be able to suppress them.

In the stands, a small group of Chinese fans also frowned.

They didn't come to the game.

But to see the results.

The result is that after more than half a year of running-in, the former Olympic champion fell at the feet of the Chinese team led by Zeng Zheng.

Does this mean that the "Cub Project" that once caused a sensation in the country has declared bankruptcy?
If Cameroon can't maintain an advantage over the Chinese team, then what's the point of trying so hard to introduce these big blacks?
What's more, in Dalian, these sixteen or seventeen-year-old old blacks have long been "lawless".

Apart from participating in some basic training, they spend the rest of their time spending their time with subsidies.

The most important thing is that there are still many girls who are very cooperative.

The result is that often by the middle of the month, they are out of money.

In order to make money, they caused a series of public security problems in the local area.

However, due to the face of the Dalian team, none of these African old blacks could move.

"Oh, it seems that this Cameroonian is not good either!"

"Who said no? I thought they could abuse the Chinese team, but I didn't expect that they didn't even win!"

"From this point of view, it is better for those old blacks to act as soon as possible."

"Yeah, before they make trouble, get rid of them quickly. Look at their current virtues and behavior. When they become adults, they may not even be able to play against our A-B team!"

At this time, a football rolled over.

It hit Eto'o's armpit.

Eto'o was taken aback.

Turning his head to look, he saw Zeng Zheng staring at him with a smile.

He has only a trace of respect for the head coach of the Chinese team who wasted his "thank you", but he doesn't have much affection.

"Are you here to make fun of me?"

"No, I'm here to give you the ball." Zeng Zheng joked.

Recalling the scene where Zeng Zheng let the ball roll towards the billboard with one foot open, Eto'o didn't even get angry.

"What's the difference between the two?"

Zeng Zheng shrugged, "The difference is huge."

"The difference is that I value you more than your coaches."

"What do you mean?" Eto'o looked dazed.

"I'm thinking now, if I catch the ball for you, maybe you will have the strength to reach the ball with your last kick?!"

"Nonsense! How is this possible!"

"How is it impossible?" Zeng Zheng knelt down and continued to explain: "Details determine success or failure."

"It seems to me that your physical fitness is exhausted in this super long run after another."

"you do this delibrately?"

Zeng Zheng said bluntly: "Of course! I told you just now that I value you more than your coaches."

"Then why are you telling me now? Is it to humiliate me?"

"Of course not." Zeng Zheng shook his head, "I don't mean anything else, I just want to apologize to you."

Then, Zeng Zheng pointed to the football, "In the game, we were opponents; but now that the game is over, we have no reason to stand on opposite sides. To be honest, I am surprised that you can say thank you to me in Chinese .”

"I was surprised too." Hearing this, Eto'o sighed. "I didn't expect that in less than a year, we would not be able to play against the Chinese team."

"It was just a fluke." Zeng Zheng replied modestly.

"Well, if only we had a coach like you." Eto'o finally expressed his inner expectations.

For a 21-year-old boy, what is the thing that bothers him most at the moment?

Being underappreciated is definitely one of them.

Both joined Real Madrid as a genius two years ago.

But now, he was eliminated by Real Madrid.

Most importantly, his national team teammate Gremi is still in Real Madrid.

This shows that Real Madrid does not want Cameroon players.

Just don't want him!
This time to participate in the Confederations Cup, he just wants to use this cup to prove himself again.

Let Real Madrid take a look at what a wrong choice it is to let go.

Then he sent out scouts and begged him to go back in a low voice.

but now.

Even the Chinese team never played in the semi-finals.

What else is there to say?

Maybe Real Madrid executives are laughing at him now: Haha, look, that crappy guy can't even play against Asian teams!

"In this world, Real Madrid is not the only giant."

Zeng Zheng said suddenly.

"what?"

"I said, Real Madrid is not the best."

"What do you mean?"

"Young man." Zeng Zheng patted Eto'o on the shoulder, "There is no need to go to a prestigious club. You know, there are many rich clubs on this planet! For a player, go to a club that values ​​you, And the club that allows you to give full play to your energy is far better than Real Madrid!"

"Where would that be?" Eto'o asked subconsciously.

"It's very simple, just go to a team that can beat Real Madrid?"

After speaking, Zeng Zheng stood up and left gracefully.

At the end of the season, Eto'o left Mallorca and joined Barcelona.

"Brother Ou, you did a good job!"

Facing Ou Chuliang at the bottom of the stands, Zeng Zheng opened his arms.

Ou Chuliang is currently wearing a black training vest on his upper body.

After the game, he rushed to the other side of the field as fast as he could, sharing his joy with the fans in the stands.

At the same time, he also took off his jersey and gloves and threw them to the fans.

Facing Ou Chuliang's last jersey, the fans in the stands were going crazy.

One of the fat girls weighing 180 catties is the most obvious.

With a loud voice, she pushed aside the two elders from the Northeast, and shouted at Ou Chuliang who was under the stands.

"Ahhh! Mine! Mine!"

"Ou Chuliang's jersey is mine!"

"Don't grab it, it's mine!"

"Ou Chuliang is mine!!!"

Facing such crazy fans, Ou Chuliang was so frightened that he threw the jersey in his hand at her and hurried back to the court.

"Hey, don't mention it, I lost three!"

Facing Daoxi's Zeng Zheng, Ou Chuliang stretched out three fingers, with helplessness written all over his face.

"As long as you see that you lost three, then you still throw out fourteen!"

Zeng Zheng laughed, comforting the other party with data.

"Seventeen hits on the woodwork in one game."

"You let Kahn guard, see how many he can guard?!"

"I reckon he will miss three or four of them no matter what!"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's "false reasoning", Ou Chuliang couldn't help but laugh.

"Anyway, we won, and you are the hero!"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng frowned at Ou Chuliang, "Do you want to go to the press conference with me?"

"Forget it, let Lao Fan go!"

Upon hearing this, Ou Chuliang quickly waved his hands, with a face full of rejection.

At this time, in the stands, there has already been a lot of competition.

"what!"

"what!"

Whoosh!
The fat girl took the advantage of being superhuman, and with a little Karami in each hand, she carried the big Northeast man beside her to the side.

When the last middle-aged man with glasses was thrown aside by the fat girl.

The fat girl stretched out her hand to the shiny Ou Chuliang jersey on the back of the chair.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky.

He hugged the fat girl from behind.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The sudden "bear hug" shocked the fat girl.

After yelling with a sharp throat, the people around him immediately squatted aside in fright, covering their ears and turning their faces away.

At the same time, Wang Jianying behind the fat girl was also shocked to the point of bleeding.

But he ignored his injury and shouted at the top of the stands:

"Son, hurry up!"

"Go and grab it!"

"Dad can't catch it anymore!"

Everyone heard the news and looked.

I saw Wang Lei standing on the back of a chair on a higher level at the moment, bending his knees.

At the same time, Fat Girl seems to have sensed the danger.

No longer care about Wang Jianying behind him.

With two elephant-thick legs, he rushed towards the jersey.

Just when her hand was about to touch the jersey, Wang Lei descended from the sky with lightning speed.

With a hug, he grabbed Ou Chuliang's jersey in his arms and threw him to the ground.

"Hoohoho!!!"

"My jersey!!!"

Seeing this, the fat girl immediately burst out with prehistoric power.

With one arm, Wang Jianying jumped three meters away.

Then with a big hand, he lifted Wang Lei up like a chicken.

"Boy, give me Ou Chuliang's jersey!"

Facing such a ferocious prehistoric monster, Wang Lei was so frightened that his legs swayed.

Even so, he still clings to the jersey.

"No, I snatched this first! No!"

"What? Say one more thing?! Will you give it?"

The fat girl stomped her right foot, shaking the fans around.

"If you don't give it, you won't give it!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Lei tightly hugged Ou Chuliang's jersey, then shouted at Wang Jianying behind him who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth:

"Dad, I've changed my mind!"

"I don't want to be Higuita anymore."

"I want to be Ou Chuliang!"

"I want to be the second Ou Chuliang!!!"

After shouting, Wang Lei hugged Ou Chuliang's jersey tightly, curled his body into a ball, and made an expression of "seeing death as home".

I don't know if I was shocked by Wang Lei's "Declaration of Life", or I thought of something.

Looking at this stubborn face, the fat girl suddenly grinned.

"Kid, what did you just say?"

Ok?
With a voice like Mu Chunfeng, Wang Lei thought he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.

"I, I said that in the future I will also become a goalkeeper like Ou Chuliang!"

"Really?"

"Of course it is true. My child has been practicing goalkeeping for several years." Wang Jianying said quickly.

"The hook!"

Wang Jianying was ignored.

The fat girl stretched out the little finger of her left hand.

"Hook, if you don't make it, then you give me the jersey back."

"Okay, pull the hook, pull the hook!"

Looking at the fat girl's little finger, Wang Lei thought for a while and grabbed it directly.

In front of the fans, the two waved their hands and fingers in the air.

Then, the fat girl let go of her right hand, and Wang Lei's feet finally stepped on the ground.

The semi-final victory allowed the Chinese team to advance to the final of the Confederations Cup for the first time.

This is the best result of the highest level intercontinental competition that the Chinese team has been involved in so far.

The Chinese team is a bit strong, and the Cameroon team is not very harmonious.

Everyone knew this before the game.

However, few people really thought of the Chinese team's victory over Cameroon.

As soon as the results of the game came out, all the media sent the results back home one after another.

The workers worked overtime to catch up with the production, trying to use the biggest gimmick to make the headlines the next day.

On the other side, after the match between the Chinese team and Cameroon, the semi-finals between Japan and France also started.

Facing the world champion, Xiaotian also showed impressive combat effectiveness.

Le Maire put up a 433 attack formation in this campaign, while Troussier responded with a 352 formation.

The tactics of the finals of both sides were not conservative. After the opening of the small day, the defense line was relatively high, and the French team played behind them with a direct pass, which caused dangers in front of the goal of the small day.

After several consecutive confrontations, there was a brief low tide on the field, and the fighting between the two sides was concentrated in the midfield.

In the 28th minute, French team defender Leboeuve made a cross from the right, Vieira inserted in the middle, Kawaguchi hesitated a little to attack.

The captain of the Gunners jumped high and headed the ball, breaking the deadlock for the French team.

It was also thanks to Vieira's goal that the French team finally defeated Xiaotian 1-0.

Although victorious, Little Days performed very well.

A total of 9 shots hit the goal frame in the whole game, which also played the style of Asian football.

Judging from the two contests between the French team and the Asian teams, many people believe that the world champions did not take advantage of it.

After the semi-finals, the match list is ready to be released!
The Chinese team and the French team met in the final, and Xiaotian competed with Cameroon for No.3 in the Confederations Cup.

It is worth mentioning that.

Because Xiaotian lost, the finals for the third and fourth places will be held at home.

That is to say, the Chinese team is waiting for work in place, waiting for the whole French team to fly to South Korea.

After hearing the news, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but spit.

"Fuck, if I knew I was still playing in this shitty place, I would rather fight for No.3 with Xiaozizi!"

(End of this chapter)