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Chapter 1082 No Pressure

Chapter 1082 No Pressure
Some radical fans of the Hong Kong team started to throw all kinds of sundries at Zhou Tiancheng: mineral water bottles, banana peels, but they missed at all. Zhou Tiancheng was surrounded by teammates who followed him to the back of the billboard. Jiang Hao He kept hugging his waist: "Go, let's go, Brother Cheng, this is no joke!"

The fans of the Hong Kong team were still booing, but soon they couldn't take care of themselves and could only shut up—they threw something at Zhou Tiancheng, and the fans of the Chinese team in the surrounding stands threw more at them, picked up the thing in their hands and threw it at Zhou Tiancheng. They greeted them, and the mineral water bottle full of half a bottle of water was hit on the head. It hurts a little, the water dripped down from the top of the head, and soon the guy who was the most active in throwing the bottle at Zhou Tiancheng became himself first. Drenched chicken.

This scene made the fans of the Chinese team feel very relieved. The players of the Chinese team were still embracing each other to celebrate, and they burst into laughter first.

"Hahaha, look at that grandson!"

"This son of a bitch deserves to be beaten. Even those proud British guys dare not treat him like this. It's his turn to jump here."

"Grandson, if you don't want to be a Chinese, just fuck off! Go and ask your master how to treat Zhou Tiancheng!"

This is the attitude of the Dragons Fan Club. They are supporters of the Chinese team everywhere. Among them are Zhou Tiancheng's personal fans. They can follow the national team in any away game. Needless to say, this is a group that can stand A person who can distinguish between right and wrong.

They felt that Zhou Tiancheng's actions just now were too light, a slap in the face?If these people knew what shame was, they wouldn't be able to keep their hands and mouths under control.

Zhou Tiancheng looked relaxed, looked down at Jiang Hao beside him, and shouted: "See? That's okay! Some people don't want face, so naturally we don't need to show face!"

Jin Pankun, the Korean coach of the Hong Kong team, frowned deeply. It was only after he played his hands that he realized that he still underestimated the Chinese team.He thought that putting on an iron barrel formation would be enough to face any opponent in Asia. After all, breaking the iron barrel tactics is a problem all over the world; he thought that the sweltering weather in Shenzhen would be more beneficial to him. Reserves are notoriously underwhelming in Asia.

But he ignored Zhou Tiancheng. Today's Chinese team no longer relies on the overall team, but relies on individual ability in the face of a staunch defense. Lippi has such a hole card.

Seeing him holding on to the railing on the coach's bench, this time He Wei finally found the opportunity to speak: "The head coach of the Hong Kong team, Jin Pankun, is in trouble. If he wants to score a point against the Chinese team, he should go back to his home country." As the head coach, his confidence can be understood by two points."

Jin Pankun called his players on the sidelines to stabilize and play according to the pre-match arrangement, but the first goal had already hit morale. The two black players Pauliano and central defender Fatus got together. The expression is not good, and the saliva is almost sprayed on the face of the other party. It is not a normal emotional exchange at first glance.

"Why didn't you stop him? Tackle! Tackle! That's all you have to do, and aren't you the best at it?"

"FUCK! You blame me for being kicked away as a central defender? Can defense do this?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

In this kind of strong and weak contest, the first goal often becomes the watershed and the winner. The Hong Kong players have never thought about attacking. What they can accept is 0:0. From the bottom of their hearts, they never thought about being able to enter Asia. The ball for the Cup Champion——Although the head coach Jin Pankun was so unafraid of the Chinese team in the pre-match press conference, each player is not a fool himself.

So the goal in the opening five minutes came fairly quickly and was quite important.

Most of the players had sweat on their foreheads. This is the weather on the day of the game. Even at night, it would be quite uncomfortable without a little rain.

Zhou Tiancheng began to press down with gestures, and the overall offensive rhythm of the Chinese team began to slow down. Hao Junmin wanted to speed up, but when the pass was passed to Zhou Tiancheng, the offense only developed to the side. Zhou Tiancheng did not intend to pass a very penetrating pass. through ball.

"We only entered one, is that all right?" Hao Junmin didn't understand and was very dissatisfied.After going to the Premier League, he became more and more conservative?
Zhou Tiancheng just smiled at him: "I said I'll only win three of them, one is not too much, and one cannot be less. If I have one more, I will lose."

Hao Junmin's face became even weirder, what's the matter?
However, Zheng Zhi, who has turned into an assistant coach on the coaching bench, understands it. He knows why Zhou Tiancheng did this. The Chinese team is not capable of winning more, but is it meaningful?Three are enough, and there are two big players in the Maldives and Bhutan for the goal difference. In such weather conditions, it is the most affordable to win the opponent.

This game is more like a pastime for the Chinese team fans than a World Cup qualifier. Watching the Hong Kong fans' expressions become more and more ugly, they let out bursts of booing, watching the Chinese team's offense crushing Hong Kong Around the team's penalty area, the opponent hammered the opponent, and hit the goal frame five times, of which Zhou Tiancheng's long-range shots accounted for three times, all after the score had become 3:0.

This makes people have to marvel at Zhou Tiancheng's footwork, hitting the goal frame three times, everyone believes that with Zhou Tiancheng's ability, he can score another goal casually, but he just doesn't score... This is comparable to shooting a goal directly The door is even harder.

But we said that we will only win three of you, and the king of the ball must honor his words!
Jin Pankun's face was livid on the coach's bench. If he hadn't seen Lippi walking over, he would have turned around and left, and he didn't want to stay for a second.

The most unacceptable thing is not the massacre defeat with disparity in strength, but the absolute strength like this so that you don't even have the slightest chance to fight back.

Murder and kill!
Of course, no one thought there was anything wrong with what Zhou Tiancheng did. It was the opponent who went too far. A group of reporters just wanted to know how Zhou Tiancheng felt when he slapped the Hong Kong fans back.

Zhou Tiancheng shook his head: "They are just opponents, and I am just a professional player. I have played in Europe for a long time, and I know very well how they viewed the Chinese team. Wearing this jersey, I have the responsibility to defend this honor. It's the name, on the chest..." Zhou Tiancheng said, pointing to the team logo of the Chinese team on the front of the jersey: "It represents China. If anyone dares to slap his face, I don't have any pressure to do so."

There was a burst of applause at the scene, and the reporters sighed as they watched Zhou Tiancheng walking away slowly.

When Yao Ming refused Toyota's high-paying endorsement but drove a Japanese car, he was controversial. Now Zhou Tiancheng has done it much more thoroughly.

It can't be blamed that these domestic football reporters are too subjective and unprofessional. On the real issue of principle, Zhou Tiancheng's approach is undoubtedly a real example.

What kind of top stars do we need as the business card of Chinese football?Zhou Tiancheng gave the answer here.

(End of this chapter)

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