Godfather of national football

Chapter 24 Ratings PK
Penguin Headquarters, 99% of the entire office building has been darkened, except for one place, the sports department.

Penguin.com's big beauty "Li Zibing" is still in front of the computer. Instead of typing on the keyboard to catch up on the manuscript like other sports reporters, he is constantly updating his Weibo.

"Sister Li, you are really right. I was wrong before the game. Please accept my knee."

Seeing the positive recovery, Li Zibing finally had a smile on his face. In fact, just an hour ago, most people on the Internet were still scolding Li Zibing.

To put it bluntly, she is said to be brain-dead, and to put it bluntly, she directly attacked personally, and the "Bichi" basically swiped the screen.

The reason is also very simple. Before the start of the match between the Chinese team and Iraq, Li Zibing was firmly optimistic about the Chinese team and predicted that the Chinese team would play a wonderful away game.

In the Internet age, fighting against most people is tantamount to finding trolls, but now the facts have given all trolls a slap in the face.

Li Zibing looked at the LCD TV on the wall not far away and felt relieved, "Li Guo, you did a great job."

At this time, the game has been going on for 85 minutes. Li Guo is on the sidelines, with the index fingers of both hands in his mouth, whistling non-stop. Li Guo is paranoid. He doesn't care how many goals the Chinese team can score in the end, but his side must have zero goals.

Looking at Li Guo with his shirt soaked in sweat and greasy hair on the TV screen, not only did Li Zibing not think he was ugly, but instead he thought this man was handsome. He said serious men were the most handsome, and it really looked like that now.

At this time, Li Zibing had a whim, and tapped on the keyboard with both hands to start a topic. She already has 100 million fans, and it is easy to start a hot topic.

"Among the Chinese national team, who do you most want to date?"

"Li Guo,"

"Li Guo,"

"Li Guo,"

……

For a moment, Li Guo's name was almost swiped on the screen, Li Weifeng was ranked second, and Zheng Zhi was ranked third.

What's more, someone directly calls Li Guo, husband, not to mention, the initials of Li Guo and husband's pinyin are both L and G.

This is very similar to later generations. Many netizens on Weibo in later generations would call their husbands at every turn, "Husband, come home tonight for New Year's Eve dinner."

"Husband Li Guo..."

Seeing this scene, Li Zibing regretted starting this topic. Topics on Weibo can easily go astray. Soon, some netizens in Germany began to disclose Li Guo’s rich and colorful private life.

The game was over, and the final score was locked at 5-0. In the first round of the top 20, the Chinese team won an unexpected victory. After the game, Li Guo held back for a few seconds. After shaking hands with the Iraqi coach, Li Guo couldn't hold back anymore, turned around and hugged his players.

And at this moment, the ratings of CCTV5 finally surpassed that of CCTV1, that is to say, the ratings at the last moment of the game surpassed that of the Spring Festival Gala.

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In the CCTV No. [-] studio, the chief director did not forget the ratings despite his busy schedule. Of course, what he cares about is the segmented ratings of the program. He doesn't care much about the overall ratings. After all, is there anyone who doesn't watch the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve?
After a skit, the chief director checked the ratings. Generally speaking, the segmented ratings of language programs are relatively high, but when the assistant reported the ratings, the director was stupid.

"Xiao Lu, you must have read it wrong, how could Feng Gong's sketch have such a ratings?"

Assistant Xiao Lu lowered his head, not daring to look at the director, "That's right,"

The director was so angry that he laughed instead, "Unless more than half of the country has a power outage, you can give me an explanation for such ratings, just tell me!"

"Director, there is no power outage, everything is normal, but..."

"Just what, say it!"

"It's just that everyone switched channels,"

"Haha, why don't you watch the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve and switch to another channel?" The director thought it was funny.

But soon he stopped laughing, and only heard the assistant say: "Everyone turned to watch the national football game."

"National football game?" The director felt that his outlook on life had been refreshed several times today.

Xiao Lu simply said, "The national football team won in Doha, 5-0, and it is now the number one hot topic on Weibo."

The director was completely stunned, thinking that he just said not long ago that he wanted to ban the national football team, what should he do?
At this moment, the higher-level department called, "The program is doing very well, but according to the changes in the situation, the higher-level department has the latest instructions. The national football team won a big victory in Doha. The CCTV reporter has already broadcasted it live. Immediately connect to the Spring Festival Gala to give the people of the whole country a big surprise."

"Okay, the task must be successfully completed,"

After hanging up the phone, the director became anxious and told his assistant, "Xiao Lu, please contact Li Guo and say something nice. We are all adults. I think he will put the overall situation first."

A few minutes later, the assistant came back. Looking at the expression on his face, the director knew it was a failure. "This Li Guo is really shameless. Didn't he just win a game? Give me the phone and I'll call."

……

"Has Li passed the coach?"

After the phone was connected, there was a burst of noise, and soon Li Guo didn't say a word, and the phone was disconnected. It turned out that Li Guo had accepted the invitation of the prince of Qatar to lead the whole team to the upcoming dinner party. The dinner party was to celebrate the prince's birthday.

The phone was hung up without saying a word. The chief director was so angry that he dropped the phone severely, "Li Guo, don't let me see you when you are unlucky."

After 10 minutes, the director checked the ratings again and found that the ratings curve was still dropping, "What's wrong, isn't the game over?"

The assistant replied: "Everyone heard that the national football team won a big victory, and they all went to CCTV5 to watch the replay."

The director wanted to cry, and would rather watch the replay of the national football team than the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. I'm your mother, Li Guo. There is no doubt that the 2008 Spring Festival Gala should have the lowest ratings in the history of the Spring Festival Gala.

In the end, when Li Guyi sang Unforgettable tonight, the chief director and assistants were silent in the director’s room, and the other staff members were also unwilling to fight. Everyone heard the news of the national football’s victory.
"Xiao Lu, the party is over, let's find a place to have a meal. For this party, we have worked hard for half a year."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lu replied: "No, I have an appointment with a friend later, find a bar, and watch the replay of the national football game."

(End of this chapter)