atypical center forward

Chapter 100 Guidance He, Captain Yang

Unlike the United States in Chu Yang's previous life, 2018 was the first time this country hosted the World Cup.

What is different from previous lives is the popularity of football in the United States.

Although the Major League Soccer still adopts the same divisional system as the NBA, playing the regular season and playoffs, the rules are completely in line with the mainstream leagues, and many famous stars will regard it as a retirement sanctuary, so the development of football in the United States is in full swing. The popularity is second only to rugby, baseball and ice hockey, and it is comparable to basketball.

It has the most complete sports facilities in the world, and it is the kind that is far ahead of the countries behind. The most special thing is that their rugby and football fields can be shared, so it is different from other countries who have built a lot of construction after they successfully bid for the World Cup. Many stadiums in this country are ready-made, and a little modification will be OK.

Perhaps because New York is the venue for the finals, many strong teams have chosen their base camp there, and the place where the most teams get together is Los Angeles.

The Chinese national team chose here.

Chu Yang and Xiao Luo separated and went to the hotel where the national team stayed.

When he arrived, it was a break time, and many reporters from China were ambushed outside the hotel, blocking him.

"Hello, Chu Yang. I'm a reporter from Sports Weekly. You haven't even played a warm-up match for the national team. Excuse me..."

"As an athlete, you have been frequently associated with the entertainment industry recently. Do you think this is appropriate?"

"You only came to report the opening of the World Cup more than ten days ago, didn't you..."

"Chu Yang, look here. I am a reporter from Xinlang Sports. Some people say that you can enter the national team because of the operation of the club. The actual situation..."

Chu Yang looked at the long guns and short cannons stretched out in front of his eyes, and was a little confused.

The reporters are a little unfriendly.

Only then did he know that Xiao Luo had the foresight to let the driver brother accompany him all the way. Under his escort, Chu Yang successfully broke through the siege of the reporters and entered the hotel.

Mr. Jiang Haoyang, the team leader who has met once, has been waiting for a long time.

The role of the team leader of the national team has been demonized by the outside world, and the last meeting was not very pleasant. Chu Yang was a little cautious about this person, and took the initiative to say hello: "Leader Jiang, we meet again."

"I'm looking forward to you," Jiang Haoyang patted him on the shoulder enthusiastically, "Are you scared by the battle outside?"

Chu Yang smiled wryly, and said, "Well, the questions are so poisonous that I can't answer them at all."

He vaguely guessed something.

Whoever knows how to play football the best can enter the Chinese national team. It seems that he still blocks the way of some people and inevitably provokes some monsters.

"Just get used to it," Jiang Haoyang gave him a look of "you understand", and led the way ahead, "Go and salute first, then take you to meet Director He, and then visit Team Yang, and then you can rest."

He lived in a luxurious single room, and Chu Yang didn't look much after he went in. He put down his things and followed Jiang Haoyang to knock on He Qingyuan's door.

"Xiao Chu is here?" He Qingyuan opened the door and saw Chu Yang standing next to Jiang Haoyang.

"Guide He, did you disturb your rest?" Chu Yang was also looking at this head coach who had made great achievements in China.

He Qingyuan looks younger than on TV, with a straight waist and a serious look, but his eyes are soft, which can easily attract people's favor.

His dark circles are a bit heavy, and he obviously stayed up all night.

"Working hard, how can there be no rest," He Qingyuan let the two of them in, and closed the door, "I heard that the armor was successful?"

"Well, good luck." Chu Yang replied.

"Luck is also a part of strength," He Qingyuan nodded, "You are fine."

"The coach has won the award."

"Although I'm not young, I haven't reached the point where my old eyes are dim. What I speak is from the heart." He Qingyuan waved his hand, "It's a pity that you broke out too late. If you showed your current strength earlier, our preliminaries would not be so difficult."

Chu Yang looked at him in surprise. He never thought that this old man who had already stepped into the Chinese football field thought highly of him so much.

Jiang Haoyang said earnestly and earnestly: "You were hand-picked by Director He, so don't let him down."

He Qingyuan said: "Don't let the motherland down."

This proposition is a bit big. Chu Yang didn't dare to brag about it. He just nodded and said, "Do your best."

The three of them chatted for a while, and didn't discuss any tactical issues. They just focused on understanding Chu Yang's physical condition and competitive status, and then Chu Yang and Jiang Haoyang left.

The next stop was the room of the national team captain Yang Shaotian.

If it is said that He Qingyuan has already set foot on the half-step altar and only needs to achieve good results in this cup to be truly a god, then Yang Shaotian, the captain of the national team who is only 25 years old this year, is already a real god in the eyes of many Chinese fans.

Lead the Chinese team into the World Cup finals with one's own strength.

Anyone who pays a little attention to the national football fans will know the weight of this sentence.

Chu Yang watched some national team matches, especially the World Cup qualifiers, and knew that the words "with one's own strength" were not exaggerated at all. Although there was some element of luck, as He Qingyuan said, luck is also a part of strength.

What's more, in addition to the national team performance, his performance in the club is equally dazzling.

He played for Fiorentina in Serie A and won the league assist title twice in three years. This year, he was appointed captain of the team and led the team to the league runner-up. He was only one step away from reaching the top. He also reached the quarter-finals in the Champions League. Although he failed in the duel with Real Madrid, his tough style of play and perfect performance on both offensive and defensive ends still attracted the attention of the whole of Europe.

For meeting such a person, Chu Yang was naturally full of anticipation, but Jiang Haoyang knocked on the door for a long time, but nothing happened.

"Maybe still training." Jiang Haoyang shook his head and said.

"Now?" Chu Yang took out his phone to check the time, "The team doesn't care?"

"This kind of training intensity can only be tolerated by a physical madman like him. Now even the team doctor doesn't bother to take care of it," Jiang Haoyang said, "Go back first, there are many opportunities to meet."

"Okay, I'll trouble Team Leader Jiang."

"You're welcome," Jiang Haoyang waved his hand, "Behave well, there's not much I can do, it's up to you to make a name in history or become an international joke."

Chu Yang's perception of him changed a lot, and he replied, "Don't worry, Chinese people's feet are not as soft as the outside world said."

Jiang Haoyang smiled and said, "Now the team has some achievements, you can say this, but try saying this when you were hacked the worst a few years ago? Your saliva can drown you."

"That's because the fans are not blind, and some people really deserve scolding."

　One hundred chapters, Sahua
　　
　
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