big mouth ball king

Chapter 677
The half month starting from September 9st is the FIFA match day.

The Chinese team has already entered the World Cup, so these two games will arrange a warm-up match.

Tang Zhenglong was waiting for a call. He should be notified of the arrangements for the national team.

"Director Zhu, I've been waiting for you for a long time. How do you arrange this international competition day? Do I not need to go back?"

In previous warm-up matches, Tang Zhenglong didn't need to return to China, after all, this kind of treasure had to be reserved for critical moments.

"Yes, you don't need to go back to your country."

"Haha, that's great."

"This time we're going to Spain."

"What do you mean?"

It turned out that Zhu Guanghu was planning to return to the flight training of the Milu era, and went to Europe to play warm-up matches in preparation for the World Cup next year.

Tang Zhenglong was taken aback when Zhu Guanghu told the story.

"What? The opponents in the warm-up match are Brazil and Spain?"

"..."

"Director Zhu, why did you give up the treatment?"

"nonsense!!"

"Boss, the national football team has just gained a little confidence. If someone abuses you, it won't be good, right?"

"I thought so too at first, but the warm-up match is looking for a soft persimmon, so what will happen in the World Cup?"

"Is it possible that the opponent will also take care of your feelings at that time?"

"that's true!!"

"So I think it's better to find the strongest opponent during the warm-up match, and exercise the players' ability to fight."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong had nothing to say.

"Okay, send me a message then, and I will report to the team."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately received a call from Marcelo.

"Tang, I just got a notification from the Brazilian team to play the Chinese team in the warm-up match, haha, we are going to play against each other."

"What's the matter? Isn't it enough that I abused you with a binary linear equation? Do you want me to abuse you again on the court?"

"..."

"Asshole!! Can you abuse me? It's a dream, I checked, and we in Brazil play the Chinese team with at least 4 goals. This time I guess I will hit 6."

"Hehe." Tang Zhenglong sneered, "That was the era without me, Tang Zhenglong. Now it's different."

"Football is a team sport."

"Really? Do you want to gamble?"

"What are you gambling?"

"If your Brazil goal difference is not more than six, you admit on social media that you are a scumbag and have fucked hundreds of women."

Marcelo was taken aback, "If you want to bet, bet on winning or losing, why bet on goal difference?"

"That's more interesting."

"Bah, goodbye!!"

*****
At the Bernabéu, the domestic media came out in full force, after all, the national football team is here.

"Zhenglong, what do you think of the match against Brazil? Some people say that the Chinese team is inflated."

"Hehe, I don't care what other people say. I've been sprayed all the way. I'm used to it. I think it's good to warm up with the Brazilian team."

"How much do you think the national football team will lose this time?"

Tang Zhenglong sneered, "How much did you lose? I don't know. If you ask me how much I won, I can answer."

win?
The Chinese team has never defeated the Brazilian team in history, and it has never won against Brazil in the entire history of Asian football.

"Win? Possible?"

"Why is it impossible? With me, Tang Zhenglong, everything is possible."

The reporters were taken aback, "Anything is possible? Tang Zhenglong, did you get an endorsement again?"

puff.

The reporters laughed.

"I can't be stupid, I can't be stupid."

Tang Zhenglong left after speaking, leaving behind a group of stunned reporters.

*****
In the locker room at the Bernabéu, the Chinese players were very excited.

"So this is the dressing room at the Bernabeu."

"Haha, haven't you seen it before?"

"Longlong, you are so happy." Han Peng smiled.

"It's okay, it's okay, it all depends on hard work."

puff.

"When we meet Brazil, don't try to persuade me, we are the best."

"Call me, we're the best."

"We are the best."

When we arrived at the player channel, the players were scared.

Look at the opponent's lineup.

Robinho, Kaka, Lucio, Silva, Alves, Marcelo, all of them are superstars.

What is the gap between Asian football and the world's advanced teams?The biggest thing is not technology, but self-confidence.

That kind of dwarf thinking has plagued Asian football for a long time, and this is not something that Tang Zhenglong can reverse.

After confirming his eyes, Tang Zhenglong knew that his teammates were cowardly, just like in the 2002 World Cup, but he also knew that talk doesn't work, even if he encourages and talks one by one, those who should be coaxed will still be coaxed.

So the most important thing is the performance on the court. Only when you stand on the court can you stand up with confidence.

After the game started, the Chinese team set up an iron bucket formation.

But unexpectedly, 5 minutes.

After only 5 minutes, the Chinese team's goal was broken. Kaka's accurate shot from outside the penalty area drew a beautiful arc and went straight to the far corner of the goal.

GOOOOOOOOOAL! !
Brazil is celebrating.

The commentator of Sports Wutai regretted: "Is this the gap between us and the strongest in the world?"

Frustrated faces appeared in front of Tang Zhenglong.

"Pick me up and pass the ball to me."

The teammates nodded, as long as Tang Zhenglong holds the ball, there is hope.

Zhu Guanghu is not in a hurry on the sidelines, because this kind of situation will definitely be encountered in the World Cup next year.

It will even be more difficult then.

"It's a good thing to let the children experience the feeling of being beaten in advance." Zhu Guanghu comforted himself.

The game continues.

The Chinese team only left Tang Zhenglong in front, and the rest of the team is unlikely to hold the ball in Brazil's half anyway.

The Brazilian team passed the ball from the side, and Li Weifeng of the Chinese team went out. Zheng Zhi took the ball in the midfield and passed it to Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang Zhenglong got the ball." The commentator burst into excitement.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball, and the Brazilian team immediately overwhelmed three players.

"Oops!"

Zhu Guanghu saw that Tang Zhenglong was a star player, but he was not a superman. Even Maradona couldn't get through the attack of the three of them.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball and ran to the side. He also understood that this situation would be difficult, so...

"Han Peng!! Go!!"

Brazilians can't understand Chinese, and their minds are confused.

Tang Zhenglong passed the ball to Han Peng.

"Tang Zhenglong passed the ball!!"

"He can pass the ball!!"

The Brazilian thought that no one in the Chinese team could play football except Tang Zhenglong.

Han Peng took the ball and Tang Zhenglong ran forward.

He had to pass the ball before Brazil's encirclement formed.

"Longlong! Here!"

Tang Zhenglong felt uncomfortable all over, it was weird to be called Longlong by a big man.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball in front of the penalty area.

Ball path correction is on! !

With a cloud piercing arrow, Cesar has a fear of being dominated by the Champions League. He was abused by Tang Zhenglong in the Champions League last season.

The path of the football is very strange. When Cesar moves his feet, the path of the ball suddenly turns back.

"Damn!! Did you smoke in football? Or did you learn badly?"

Seeing that the ball is about to fly into the goal.

(End of this chapter)