Godfather of national football

Chapter 67
"I'm coming,"

After a commotion, the flashing lights clicked, and a puffy head appeared in everyone's sight.

Yes, Fellaini is here, even though he is wearing big sunglasses, but unfortunately he is too recognizable, so among the crowds at the Capital Airport, the reporters still saw him at a glance.

Belgium has lost two games in a row in the group stage, and there is no possibility of qualifying for the group stage. Fellaini received a red card in the second game and was suspended for the next game. For him, the Olympic men's football competition has ended early, so he plans to leave China immediately after the game.

More importantly, because of the red card, now Fellaini has become the focus. The reporters are like sharks smelling blood, and they all want to dig out some explosive news from Fellaini.

"What the hell happened? Marouan,"

Fellaini was expressionless, and the bodyguards beside him pushed aside the reporter. Obviously, Fellaini didn't want to say anything.

"I heard that the other party greeted your mother!"

I don't know which reporter threw such a sentence, Fellaini stopped immediately, took off his sunglasses, looked at him fiercely, and then said a lot of French.

"Marouan, can you speak English?"

"F...,"

Seeing that the plosive at the end of the word was about to come out, Fellaini realized that it was the airport, and immediately changed his words to: "friend, yes, my, friend."

The reporters all wanted to laugh, but no one laughed, "Do you regret your actions?"

"There is nothing to regret. Can regret erase that red card? Also, if you want to get something from me, then you are wasting your efforts."

Finally, in front of the inspection gate, Fellaini turned around and waved at the reporters, looking very polite. He still has a long career, so he can't smear himself because of this time.

*****
Fellaini is gone, but the Belgian team is still there, and the press spokesman of the Belgian team became a busy man in the next few days.

"I think Marouane has paid for his actions, Belgium has one more game and we'll do well."

The Belgian spokesperson repeated this sentence over and over again like a repeater. In the end, the reporter was also annoyed, so he slowly let go of this matter. After all, there are too many big news that can be paid attention to in the Olympic Games.

Soon, Phelps in the pool and Bolt on the runway became the focus of the media. Flying Fish won the gold medal, and the black Jamaican Lightning broke the human [-]-meter record. The BJ Olympics became more and more popular. At this moment, a phone rang, and CCTV wanted to invite Li Guo to participate in the Olympic special program.

The call was made to the office of Cai Hua, chairman of the Chinese Football Association, and he told Li Guo. After hearing this, Li Guo just said flatly, "CCTV? Impossible."

"Or for the Spring Festival?"

Li Guo was silent, Cai Hua smiled, hoping to melt the ice in Li Guo's heart with a bright smile, "A big man, don't you have such a measure?"

"Chairman, if your friends dislike you when you are poor, and when you are rich, he will immediately call and invite you to dinner, how would you feel?"

As soon as this remark came out, Cai Hua was stunned, and Li Guo went on to say, "It's not a question of whether a man is a man or not, but a question of principle, what do you think?"

Cai Hua was speechless by Li Guo's words, "Then do you think it's okay, you can lend me Chen An."

Li Guo understood what Cai Hua meant and nodded, this was a compromise.

*****
After finishing CCTV, Li Guo and Robin are thinking about the problem, which is the strategy for the next game against Brazil. It stands to reason that Li Guo's established goal is to win the first place in the group, but a new problem has emerged, that is, the situation in Group D is very ambiguous.

In Group D, Honduras has been eliminated, and the other three teams—Italy, South Korea, and Cameroon—have a chance to qualify in the final round. The situation in Group D is unclear, so it is meaningless for the Chinese team in Group C to strive for the first place in the group.

"Li Guo, let's send a substitute for the last round,"

"Do you think it's better to be second in the group?"

Robin nodded, "My sixth sense tells me that Italy is likely to be second in Group D, and Cameroon is likely to be first in Group D."

"Sixth sense? Isn't that something only women have?"

Robin's face was almost green, "I'm not kidding!"

Seeing that Robin was angry, Li Guo stood up and apologized. Robin could tolerate Li Guo making jokes about his country, India, but he would never allow Li Guo to say that he was not manly. This is Robin's principle.

Robin spread his hands, "That's how my analysis work is. You can make up your own mind on what to do."

"You have a good idea this time. If we play Brazil and the situation is good in the second half, then we can make a proper rotation."

Robin was beaming. Every time he submitted a tactical report, it would be good if Li Guo accepted half of it. This time, I don’t know where the sun came from, but Li Guo accepted it so readily.

After talking about tactics, Li Guo looked at his watch, and Robin asked, "Do you have any plans?"

"No, wait for a show."

"What program?"

"There are still 10 minutes, let's watch together."

Robin thought I didn't understand Chinese, but Li Guo ignored him, motioned him to sit down, and turned on the TV. After a period of Farmer's Three Punches, Brain X Gold, and other boring commercials, the show started.

Robin was happy first, and saw that the person on TV was the person he was most familiar with——Chen An.Li Guo was also happy, Chen An's embarrassed look was funny.

"How did he get on TV?" Robin asked.

"I put him on TV."

"I have to say, he looks pretty dazed on TV."

Li Guo held the remote control and watched it with gusto. At this time, the TV host asked: "Chen An, before the Olympic Games, did you expect the national football team to win two consecutive victories and qualify early?"

"I did not expect that."

"Does this mean that your level is a little worse than Li Guo's," the host joked.

Li Guo laughed in front of the TV, because Chen An's expression looked like a caterpillar had crawled into his pants.

Chen An thought: "I'm greeting your uncle, if I said I thought of it, you should say I'm bragging."

"That guy Li Guo is really not a thing, no wonder he gave me the chance to be on TV, so it's not a good thing."

Li Guo watched and enjoyed himself, as if he had seen Uncle Benshan’s sketch. At this moment, Li Guo’s cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was Li Zibing calling, “Hello, beauty.”

"Long time no see, Li Paopao."

"Fuck you, I told you, don't call me Li Paopao."

A silver-like laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Okay, I'm not joking with you anymore, it's like this, Penguin.com is going to have a program about the national football team, would you like to participate?"

"Is it for money?"

"Well, is meat compensation okay?"

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