six finger demon

Chapter 151 9 hours before the game
On April 4th, Shen Xiangfu gave the team members a half-day leave for the simple reason that he wanted to find an antenna and watch the match between South Korea and Malaysia with the team members.

Perhaps feeling threatened, the Korean Football Association put Lee Cheon-soo of Real Sociedad and Park Ji-sung of Eindhoven on the starting list this time.

After 90 minutes, the score was fixed at 4-0.

Although the South Korean coach Coelho took the initiative to announce his resignation after the game, everyone was shocked, but this did not affect South Korea's ability to maintain a crushing advantage over other teammates in the group.

Malaysia has already been eliminated. Although the National Olympics and Iran have not yet started, there is a slight possibility of qualifying.

After turning off the TV, Shen Xiangfu's face sank like water, and the players did not retreat, waiting for the head coach to speak.

With his hands behind his back, Shen Xiangfu looked around and said slowly, "4 goals, South Korea won Malaysia by 4 goals."

"That is to say, the South Korean team now not only has 12 points, but also has 8 goals." Shen Xiangfu paused, "And we currently have one game less, and the points are four. As for the number of goals, there are only four."

"Do you know what this means?" Shen Xiangfu asked.

"Yan Song, tell me!" Seeing that no one raised their hands, Shen Xiangfu began to roll the roll.

"Eh, that means we're going to play Iran 4-0 in Tehran?"

"Hahahahahaha." As soon as the words fell, many Olympic players in the audience laughed.

"4 to 0? Hehe, how dare you think about it!" Shen Xiangfu shook his head and motioned Yan Song to sit down.

"Do you think this is in Wuhan? This is Tehran, and it's their home stadium!" Xu Liang reminded.

"What does coach mean?" Yan Song still didn't turn the corner.

"I mean, in the match against Malaysia, we must score at least three of them, understand?" Shen Xiangfu said slowly.

"Eh? Why does this involve Malaysia again? Isn't our opponent Iran in the next match?" Yan Song asked in confusion, rubbing the back of his head.

"You are stupid!" Xu Liang stabbed his fellow countryman aside, "Don't you understand what the coach means? We must win the next game."

At 4:16 am on April 9, the team reporters finally met the Olympic players who hadn't seen each other for nearly ten days.

In fact, Shen Xiangfu led the team back to the Sheraton Hotel last night. After all, the battle is imminent, and it is necessary to give the players a good rest space.

Assistant coach Sun Chengyao led the reporter into the restaurant at the corner of the first floor of the Sheraton Hotel. This is a side hall specially prepared by the hotel for the Olympic players.

When the reporters came to the restaurant, many team members had already got up to get the second food.

"Eat more, and have a good game against the Iranian team in the evening when you are full, and try to beat them 3-0." The general coordinator Wei Shaohui, who speaks a Beijing accent, is not as low-key as his fellow villager Shen Xiangfu, even His loud voice can be heard outside the restaurant: "Really, I think we can definitely win."

At 10 o'clock in the morning, some people took their notebooks, and some people simply walked out of the room with empty hands.In the regular meeting of the Football Association before the game, the rookies mostly pretended to show their attitudes, while the old fritters basically listened to the left ear and snorted in the right ear.

Under Shen Xiangfu's suggestion, Yang Yimin didn't say much, but said loudly: "Let's go fight, don't think about the future. Everyone just needs to be worthy of the four or five years of hard work!"

Many team members glanced at Tang Wu. He was the one who had the least feeling for this sentence, but he was the one who yearned for victory the most these days.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, as the newly promoted captain of the Olympic team, Tang Wu and the reporter came to a coffee shop downstairs for a one-on-one interview.

Interestingly, on the first night, the coaches and players of the Iranian team sat in this coffee shop for almost an hour, and the seat Tang Wu was sitting in happened to be the seat that the head coach of the Iranian Olympic team, Faraki, used to sit in.

"Tang Wu, how do you feel today? Do you have the confidence to win the game?"

Tang Wu smiled: "Of course I have confidence, but we should wait until the end of the game to know the result!"

Speaking of this, Tang Wu still talked to the reporter, "If I ask you now what you write at night, you won't be able to tell, right?"

MMP, of course I can't tell!

The reporter complained in his heart.

What I wrote was not kicked out of the National Olympics?

Seeing the embarrassment of the reporter, Tang Wu began to get serious: "Although the days of training with my teammates are very short, I can see that many people still want to win the game."

Ten minutes later, many Olympic team members went downstairs one after another to go for a walk abroad. The reporter "caught" a team member for an interview.

Facing the reporter, the team member smiled and said: "I heard that the snow mountain in the distance is very interesting. It seems that there is a cable car directly to a place with an altitude of more than 4000 meters. I want to go back home!"

At 15 o'clock in the afternoon, the assistant coach began to wake up the players from room to room, and then went to the restaurant to have something to prepare for the start of the game in the afternoon.

As soon as Tang Wu walked out of the room, he heard Zhang Baofeng say to the reporter: "It's very good, there is really no pressure. The game is not played by me alone, but by our entire team. Although I am a rookie, Zhang Yaokun and Wang Sheng are playing together. It will definitely help me, and there is captain Tang Wu at the end, he has always been my source of confidence, after all, our National Olympics has always been fighting as a whole."

As soon as Zhang Baofeng finished speaking, Tang Wu's arms hung around his neck.Facing the camera, Tang Wu was not timid at all.

"That's right, Baofeng and I have cooperated well in the past few days, and we already have the most basic tacit understanding. He said that he will perform well on the field. I believe him in this regard!"

The reporter glanced hesitantly at Zhang Baofeng, who was a little excited, and then at Tang Wu, who was extremely relaxed behind him, and nodded, looking thoughtful.

It is no secret that the old players unanimously exclude new players.

In December last year, when Shen Xiangfu announced the final roster for the top 12, four players from A-B Changchun Yatai, Zhang Baofeng, Du Zhenyu, Wang Dong, and Cao Ming were lucky enough to be selected, and conflicts arose at the same time.

Regarding the selection of these four players, the original National Olympic players expressed disdain, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know."

During the reporter's interview in Wuhan, these players still talked and laughed on the field, giving people a feeling of intimacy.But after the game, the players separated very naturally, and the four players of Yatai were ruthlessly "abandoned" aside.

Speaking of which, Tang Wu is even "newer" than the four of them.

But there is no way, Tang Wu is the most powerful!This most "new" player has become the current Olympic captain.

And now that Tang Wu is supporting Zhang Baofeng, one of the "Four Primary Schools in Yatai", the reporter is also guessing whether Tang Wu wants to form his own "team".

But the battle was imminent, and the reporters just quietly wrote down the matter, and did more research after the game.

At 16:[-], Gao Ming, wearing earphones, was the first to go downstairs, and Shen Xiangfu followed slowly with his hands behind his back.Seeing that Xu Liang only took a pair of shoes, assistant coach Chen Jingang quickly reminded him: "It's raining outside, hurry up and take another pair of spiked shoes."

The Olympic bus came quickly, and Shen Xiangfu was the first to sit on it. Looking at the rain falling on the front windshield, Shen Xiangfu had a strange expression.

Goalkeeper coach Wang Jianying was the last to get on the bus. He stared at the gloomy sky for a while, then turned around and said to the reporter: "It doesn't matter if it's light rain or a storm. There are still more than three hours to go. I hope it will be a good result." Bar!"

　I was cheated for a day today, and I will make it up tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)