Green Dragon

Chapter 206 You Are Bullying
This is the afternoon of August 5th.

Long Shute just came out of the award ceremony venue, and he was returning to his residence in Suarez's BMW X5 with a lot of trophies that belonged to him.

At this time, he received a familiar domestic long-distance call.

"Hello, Uncle Li! It's already night in China at this time, isn't it?"

Perhaps it was because he had just received all the honors, Long Shute was in a particularly good mood, and his tone of answering the phone was much more relaxed and casual.

Before Li Bing could speak on the phone, there was laughter:
"Xiaolong, I just watched the awards ceremony, and you swept away all the awards! Uncle Li is here to congratulate you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Li, for calling me to encourage me, haha." Long Shute also responded with a smile.

He was not naive enough to think that Li Bing would congratulate himself at nine o'clock in the evening, but he couldn't expose it, after all, Tai Chi is a must-have ability for every Chinese citizen.

Sure enough, after a lot of meaningless greetings and caring for each other, Li Bing finally changed the subject:

"Xiaolong, the Football Management Center recently gave me an exceptional appointment to temporarily serve as the deputy team leader of the Olympic team. What do you think?"

"Olympic team?" Long Shute was taken aback for a moment, "This kind of thing... you know much better than me, right?"

As soon as his thoughts moved, the system immediately called up the relevant information of the Olympic team.

The Chinese Olympic team's schedule for the 2012 London Olympics has just reached the second round of qualifying. The Chinese team's opponent is Oman.

In Asian football, Oman football does not have any outstanding achievements, and of course it does not have any status and voice. At least Chinese football still has a vice chairman of the AFC who holds real power to help.

But history is always surprisingly weird:
With a big background and a big backer, Chinese football was double-killed by Oman in the two rounds of the game. It even failed to enter the top 1 in the Asian region with a score of 4-12, and left the journey to the Olympics sadly!
That's right, in the second round of the match, the Chinese team did encounter an unprecedented black whistle, but... you lost 0-1 at your own home court in the first round, can you also blame the referee for not helping you?

That's right, that conceded goal... and it was his own own assist!
Only Li Bing said in a deep voice:

"Xiaolong, I'm with you, so don't hide it. The old guy, the head coach of the Olympic team, Blazevic, has a bad temper. He doesn't listen to other people's criticisms, and the leaders treat him poorly. Not very satisfied, so I went this time with a certain political mission, you understand?"

"I can probably understand a little... What Uncle Li means..."

Long Shute faltered. He probably understood what the other party meant, but he still couldn't take the initiative to explain it clearly.

Blazevic, who was born in 1935, is 76 years old. He is indeed an old guy. As for his temper, the system did not give an evaluation.

"You are a smart kid. You have become an outstanding representative of Chinese football at the age of 21. Just leading the team to the Eredivisie championship has already made everyone dare not look down on you." Li Bing praised him first, " If you can come to the Olympic team, you will naturally be able to capture mere Oman."

"This……"

Long Shute hesitated for a moment.

After all, the National Olympics is only a U23 team. The games and goals played in the National Olympics will not be counted in the national team's results...

Li Bing continued to work:
"I also know that letting you, the captain of the national team, be sent to the Olympic team is indeed a bit of a shame..."

Long Shute smiled:

"What's the point of Uncle Li? If you talk like that again, I'll just shut down the phone."

Li Bing immediately saw the donkey down the slope:

"Okay, okay, then tell yourself, do you want to help Uncle Li with this favor?"

Of course, Long Shute would not refuse on this question:
"Since Uncle Li gave the order, shouldn't I, a junior, be ready to go immediately?"

He had just watched the national team's match schedule, and this summer, he didn't know who made the decision.

The Chinese team has a total of three warm-up matches, one with Uzbekistan and one with North Korea. These two games are nothing but a match against Jamaica, which is far away on the other side of the world...

Of course, Jamaica's second team...

Is this going to let the Chinese team race against them?
In addition, there are two world preliminaries against Laos.

This is indeed a game where the opponent can be bloodbathed with his eyes closed. No wonder Gao Hongbo can safely and boldly ask Li Bing to poach his captain to help out.

From the point of view of the key role, playing Laos is nothing more than changing the score from 7-1 to 17-1. Even if he scores 10 goals, it is meaningless to Long Shute.

As a captain of the national team with the motherland in mind, Long Shute will of course use himself in more critical games.

He is not interested in icing on the cake. He prefers to be a superhero who makes his debut when everyone is helpless, sad, desperate and angry, and then uses his own power to help the building turn the tide.

"Uncle Li is very pleased that you can support me like this!"

Li Bing finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"I was worried about what you used to prepare for the Champions League final. You didn't have time to think about these things to deal with me..."

"Hey... I didn't expect that I would be such a person in your heart,"

Long Shute sighed aggrievedly:
"But Uncle Li, you are right. The Champions League final is indeed very important. I was too emotional just now. I have to concentrate on finishing the game first, and then think about it for a month before I can answer you..."

"Hey, hey...don't be unreasonable, kid, your uncle knows he's wrong!"

Li Bing hurriedly begged for mercy.

Then both of them laughed.

Then Li Bing began to reciprocate: "The first round is on June 6th. You don't have to return home too early after playing the Champions League. You can rest in the Netherlands or other places for two weeks. Just come back five or six days in advance. Remember to follow us at any time. If I contact you, you don’t have to worry about booking air tickets or picking up the airport. Then I will cook for you every day, and I won’t eat with them..."

"Then thank you Uncle Li first." Long Shute replied with a smile.

Make a small fuss... that's a sign of being a ball bully!
"Thank you? If you talk like that again, I'm going to shut down the phone!"

Li Bing counterattacked Long Shute with what he said just now, followed by another hearty laugh.
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After hanging up the phone, Long Shute was in a better mood, and he even blew a whistle.

Suarez, who was sitting in the driving seat, asked curiously: "Have you found a girlfriend? Chinese? When will you introduce me?"

Long Shute rolled his eyes: "Get lost! I want to find a woman every day! Be careful, I'll tell Sophia!"

"Don't you!" Suarez took a sip, "Sofia is pregnant now, don't make trouble!"

"Of course I know," Long Shute put away his giggling smile, "I was notified by the country just now that I'm going to play in the Olympic qualifiers this summer."

"Olympics? That's a game for children, right?" Suarez sneered disdainfully, "Who is the opponent?"

"Oman."

"Uh..." Bao Yasu's driving rhythm obviously stopped, "Can you say it again?"

"Oman, the full English name is Sultanate-of-Oman. I don't know the Dutch language. It's in West Asia. It's with the United Arab Emirates and Saudi Arabia. Well, it should be..." Long, who once got a perfect score in a geography class Shute also has a little common sense.

But Su Xiaoya, who grew up in a poor community in Uruguay, obviously didn’t take any geography lessons. After thinking for a long time, he finally shook his head: “I’ve never heard of the name of this country! What’s their world ranking?”

Long Shute had no choice but to turn on the phone and pretend to search, but what he borrowed was the query function of the system: "The latest ranking is 119..."

"What about China?" Suarez tilted his head.

"Probably around 40 people..."

Winning the Asian Cup in January made the Chinese team's world ranking soar, and the four friendly matches in March and April were undefeated. Even without Long Shute, Gao Hongbo defended his honor as the "King of Warm-up Matches", and The team's ranking has been steadily improved.

"Okay," Suarez rolled his eyes, "It's already miserable to play against the 40th Olympic team with a 119th Olympic team, and now you have to send the most terrifying captain of the national team... You are purely bullying people!"

(End of this chapter)