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Chapter 169 Abuse, 15:0

Chapter 169 Abuse, 15:0
New Zealand, as you can tell by its English name, is a country that is inextricably linked with the Commonwealth of Nations.

Yes, it is one of the members of the Commonwealth of Nations, like Canada, Australia, and Northern Ireland.

New Zealand, one of the most beautiful countries in Oceania.It is located in the southwestern Pacific Ocean, and its territory consists of two major islands, the South Island and the North Island.Separated by the Cook Strait, the South Island is adjacent to Antarctica, and the North Island faces Fiji and Tonga.

The capital, Wellington, and the largest city, Auckland, are located in the North Island.

This is the second day Zhang Han and the others arrived in Wellington. This season is winter in the northern hemisphere and summer in the southern hemisphere.

Wellington, sunny and hot.

At around eleven o'clock in the morning, under the bright sunshine, the new Chinese national team led by Zhang Han, with 23 players, was sweating profusely. They had been training for almost two hours on this temporarily rented stadium.

15:0, seeing the score on the scoreboard, the head coach of the Chinese national team on the sidelines, Comrade Rogers, was a little silent.

This is an intra-team match, with the main team playing against the substitutes. However, the main team wearing yellow and green vests is also too strong. There is a huge difference in strength from the domestic players recruited from various clubs in the Super League.

"Stop! Stop!"

Rogers couldn't stand it anymore and had to stop the game.

He let the main players on the field take a break, called all the substitute players over, and began to give lectures.

Before starting to lecture, he had to think carefully and organize his words.

He wondered how he could motivate these players without hurting their ego.

Yes, in Rogers' mind, he thinks that Chinese people are very face-saving and self-respecting, so he doesn't want to hurt these children because of his inappropriate language, which will cause great trouble.

"Listen to me, boys, you guys, you're going to imagine yourself as the New Zealand team now. Yes, imagine New Zealand, and you must, strictly follow, follow my tactics to defend, understand?"

Rogers stuttered a bit and spoke hard.He felt that these children might not understand his tactics at all, and it would be difficult to implement them, so he spoke in a very long-winded manner, trying to make them understand as much as possible.

Few of these Chinese Super League players understand English, and they didn't listen to it absent-mindedly until the translator next to them translated it.

Although they basically understood the words, these players still looked at a loss, as if they didn't understand the coach's intention at all.

Rogers knew from their expressions that they couldn't understand at all, so he started talking again.

"Children, you guys, you are terrible at running, understand? You need to cover, cover! You, you can't just pay attention to the front of yourself, but also the side, you have to learn to cooperate with your teammates..."

Rogers finally found a key word - cooperation, and explained to these players in detail how to move, how to defend, how to cooperate, so that a team looks like a team.

After the head coach's speech, the game continued on the field. The main team, which completely copied Inter Milan's tactics, scored two more goals. The morning training session was declared over.

"Boss, is it really okay for us to do this?..."

Zhang Han and his group walked towards the lounge, Balotelli kept talking, and Barabara said.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Han asked, walking on his own, looking at his toes.

"Is it really okay to abuse them like this? They are your compatriots after all!"

Zhang Han suddenly realized, "Yes! Or, Mario, you will be assigned to Team B for the afternoon training."

Bashen was terrified, and quickly explained, "Boss, I, I didn't mean that! It's just, I just feel that I'm abusing them like this, I feel, I feel a little sorry."

"Have you read a book?" Zhang Han didn't answer Bashen, but suddenly asked inexplicably.

"What?" Bashen asked with a question mark on his forehead.

"How Steel Is Tempered", author, Paul Catchkin." Zhang Han laughed.

"Steel? Paul Kachkin? What do you mean? Boss, you are so good, you even know the chemistry of steelmaking!" Bashen felt that his boss was too knowledgeable, and his eyes were full of little stars.

"That is to say, good steel is made by hard work. Forget it, with your IQ, you can't understand it." Zhang Han said with a complacent expression.

"The atmosphere in this team doesn't seem to be harmonious!"

When having lunch in the simple restaurant next to the stadium, Anna gloated when she saw the members of the Chinese national team divided into two groups, sitting and eating.

"It's not harmonious there! I think it's pretty good!" Zhang Han ate alone, humming in his mind.

"Is there disharmony there? You see, you see for yourself, the players from Inter Milan are clearly at odds with the players from China! They don't want to sit together."

"Who said that!" Zhang Han refused to admit it.

"You guys come with me!" He shouted to Balotelli, Bojan and Shaw, took the lead in picking up the cutlery, and walked to the camp of the substitute players.

"It's harmonious now!"

A few people chatted with the substitute players while eating, making daily routines, leaning forward and backward with laughter, Zhang Han said.

"Retarded!"

Anna was also amused.

The point is that Bashen is so funny, chatting with a guy in blunt Chinese, the whole table almost spits.

And the other two younger brothers are also very good at being human, constantly talking to the opposite person in Spanish and English.

I have to say that Bo Yang and Xiao——Xiao, who has already had his bald head cut, are both very dedicated. They are absolutely eloquent and talk very enthusiastically, as if the other party is an old friend and can fully understand what they are talking about. .

After everyone had lunch, Zhang Han ordered all the players from Milan to stay.

Dozens of people came out of the restaurant and came to the court again. At this time, a big sun was shining on the head, and Zhang Han was sweating all over in a short while.

"Zhang, is it okay to call us all out?"

Honest Fernandez, a big black man, who was not polite to Zhang Han at all, asked.He always felt that it was a bit awkward to call Zhang Han the boss, but it was better to call Zhang Han comfortable.

Zhang Hanshen smiled mysteriously, "It's not a secret anymore, I believe you should have heard some rumors a long time ago!"

Zhang Han stared at Bashen, as if saying, with such a big mouth, what secrets in the world can be kept!
"What's the matter? Zhang Han, tell me quickly! My white face is sunburned by this nasty sun." Bo Yang said impatiently after wiping off his sweat.

"Okay, let's stop going around in circles, everyone will form a circle and hold hands." Zhang Han yelled.

 I'm dizzy, the chapter name is wrong again, two 198, but the content is definitely not the same.Hey, Chapter V can't change the chapter name!The author's obsessive-compulsive disorder looks uncomfortable, but it can't be changed.

  
 
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