Godfather of national football

Chapter 325 We are friends after the game

The game is over, the players are standing on the court, and the Flying Cat camera is circling, recording the expressions of both sides at the moment.

The Spanish players who won the ball were elated, while the Chinese players who lost the ball were slightly disappointed.

Li Guo walked over to hug his players one by one, "You are great, I am proud of you."

After doing all this, Li Guo returned to the bench and waited quietly for the upcoming awards ceremony, which would take a little time to set up the podium.

Different from the awards ceremony in Doha, the awarding platform in Maracana is arranged in the stands. Players will walk up through the channel on the right and go down through the channel on the other side after receiving the award. This design is very ceremonial.

Li Guo returned to the bench to avoid the camera, but the camera just stared at Li Guo, and Li Guo's stern and slightly helpless expression appeared on the TV screen.

On the court, Casey arrived as scheduled and exchanged jerseys with Wang Dalei. After 90 minutes, Casey's impression of the Chinese team was even deeper, especially the Chinese team's team attack was very fast and skillful.

In fact, if it weren't for Cassie's brave performance, the Chinese team would definitely score more goals in this game. Cassie was polite to the Chinese players before the game, but now he has more respect. The performance of the Chinese team is worthy of respect.

"I'm serious, go to La Liga," Casey said.

Wang Dalei nodded. He once trained in Inter Milan and has always been fascinated by the atmosphere of European football, but people are lazy, and it takes courage to start anew in a new environment.

But after this contact with Cassie, Wang Dalei's dream of making a breakthrough in his youth was rekindled.

"Can I find you if I go to Spain?"

"Of course, I will leave you my agent's phone number later."

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner then."

Here Cassie and Wang Dalei chatted happily, while Chen Gelin and Torres also chatted together.

"Fernando, you seem to be back in Atletico Madrid."

Torres scratched his head, "I'm not sure why, you know, the state of a striker sometimes comes when you say it."

"As a player of the Chinese team, I can only say that your state is really not at the right time."

Torres smiled shyly, "I have watched your game, you are actually a very good striker, I don't know why you have been in the United States instead of going to Europe."

"Get used to it, besides, the money given by the Los Angeles Galaxy is also a lot."

This is true, the salaries given by mainstream American clubs are not low, and the so-called football desert is also compared to basketball, ice hockey, and baseball.

"In a few years, when I can't go on in Europe, I'll go to Los Angeles and be your teammate," Torres joked.

"I wanted to say welcome, but...it always feels weird."

After chatting, the two exchanged jerseys.

Over there, Zhou Dun and Ramos were also chatting. At this time, Ramos was still in the dark, and Zhou Dun knew that in the upcoming La Liga, the two would probably play against each other in the Spanish national derby.

"You are a ruthless character, I really want to meet you again, unfortunately you are in Leverkusen, but we may meet in the Champions League."

After playing with Zhou Dun, you will admire his iron blood, just like Puyol back then, you will hate him during the game, but after the game is over, you will want to get together and become good friends with him.

"Maybe we'll meet soon!"

"Really?" Ramos showed an expression of disbelief. He knew that Real Madrid would play some warm-up matches before the season, and Leverkusen might be there.

"I'm going to Spain."

As soon as this remark came out, Ramos was surprised and speechless, but after thinking about it, there are only four teams in La Liga that can invite Zhou Dun, Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Atletico Madrid, and Sevilla.

In addition, it should be impossible. With his status in the team, Ramos knows that Real Madrid has no plans to introduce Zhou Dun, so?

"Tell me, tell me quickly!"

"But you must promise me that you must not say anything."

"Of course, I swear in the name of Real Madrid's vice-captain."

Zhou Dun motioned Ramos to listen to him, and then whispered something in his ear. After listening, Ramos said, "Then we will be mortal enemies from now on."

Zhou Dun shrugged and said nothing.

"Then I have to tell the media."

Zhou Dun became anxious, "Are you still a man? Talking doesn't count."

"I'm sorry, but we in Real Madrid are trustworthy to the whole world, except those in Barcelona."

Zhou Dun pointed to Pedro, "But your teammates are all from Barcelona."

Ramos chuckled, "The sugar he drank coffee yesterday was replaced by salt. Who do you think did it?"

"you?"

Ramos had a smirk on his face. It turns out that players from Real Madrid and Barcelona in the Spanish team would also play pranks on each other.

"Besides I leave Brazil tomorrow and you won't find me," Ramos said.

"Hehe, but I can find your brother."

"younger brother?"

Zhou Dun pointed at Zhang Linpeng, and Ramos almost shouted, "He's not my brother."

"I think it is, maybe it's a distant relative, or you change your nationality, come to China to play football, forget it, and be a teammate with me."

Why is it getting further and further away?Ramos thought, "Forget it, don't worry, I won't tell the media, but next time we meet, I will definitely make you cry."

Zhou Dun said confidently: "It seems that you are the one who cried in the national derby in recent years."

Ramos was choked and had nothing to say, "Okay, you wait."

Zhou Dun thought to himself: "It turns out that the Spaniards also like to speak harshly when they are helpless."

Unexpectedly, it was really not the case. Ramos walked towards the Barcelona teammates in the Spanish team and said: "Listen, you three, that guy is going to Barcelona."

Iniesta, Xavi, and Pedro were taken aback, and Zhou Dun was also taken aback, "Is this guy really talking?"

Ramos turned around and smiled, "I promised you that I would not tell the reporters, they are not reporters."

Ramos still looked confident, Zhou Dun really wanted to grab him and beat him up, but Iniesta, Xavi, and Pedro came over and asked, "Really?"

Zhou Dun nodded.

"It turns out that the transfer object of Barcelona's summer scandal is not Suarez, but you?"

Zhou Dun nodded again.

This is a big news, the first Asian player in the history of Barcelona, ​​if this news is sold to "Marca", it is estimated that it will be worth a lot of money.

The three of them thought about it, and it seems that Barcelona still lacks a reliable person in the back line. After the Confederations Cup, everyone also saw Zhou Dun's strength.

Harvey was the first to step forward and held out his hand, "Welcome, new teammate."

(End of this chapter)