Godfather of national football

Chapter 370 One Game, One Dream
Student Xiao Zhao rushed into the lottery shop near the school, excitedly took out his lottery ticket, "Boss, I won the lottery."

But the boss ignored him. He saw a big sister knitting a sweater sitting next to him, so he went over and asked, "What's the name of the boss?"

Sister Sweater chuckled, "We all call him oily head, because his hair is always oily."

Xiao Zhao looked at it and smiled inwardly. Indeed, the image of this boss is really average, looking sloppy.

"Hey, Boss Oil."

"Boss Oil? I'll whip you."

Sister Sweater on the side laughed, "Young man, that's his nickname, his surname is not oil."

The oily head drooped his face: "What are you doing?"

"I won the lottery, and the Chinese team I bought won." The young man looked elated, but the boss was even more unhappy because he bought Spain to win. He thought it was a sure win, but...

"It caused me to lose 1 yuan," the boss thought to himself, "it's annoying, come back tomorrow."

Little Monk Zhaozhang was puzzled, he didn't know what the boss was upset about, so he had to leave.

On the way back, the streets were full of scraps of lottery tickets. Needless to say, they were all bought for Spain to win.

Buying Spain to win, the odds are low, but everyone thinks that it is a stable profit, and it is good to make a little money. Unexpectedly, Spain is out.

In fact, Xiao Zhao usually does not buy lottery tickets. The reason why he bought lottery tickets yesterday was because he was angry with others. Earlier, Xiao Zhao was eating in the school cafeteria and heard his classmates discussing the upcoming Sino-Western war.

Xiao Zhao said that he was optimistic about the Chinese team, but was ridiculed by the students collectively, saying that he was blind. In a fit of anger, Xiao Zhao spent half a month's living expenses to buy the Chinese team to win. The students were frightened, but they still laughed at him in their hearts.

On the way back to school, Xiao Zhao also thought it over clearly, this lottery ticket was not redeemed, and he kept it as a souvenir. If those classmates forgot how they laughed at him, he would take it out and wave it in front of them.

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For most neutral fans, the result of the Sino-Western war was nothing more than a matter of money, but for Spain after the game, it seemed that the sky had fallen.

Cassie cried in the locker room. This should be his last World Cup, and it was over. Although there was still a game against Chile, it was irrelevant.

Bosque comforted one by one, and the old man put his hands on Pedro's head, "Stop crying, act like a man."

"Good job, Ramos, you didn't cry, but it's better to laugh."

"Yes, you are doing well."

Players can cry alone in the locker room, but the old coach Bosque must face the swarming reporters after the game alone. This is the biggest news, and it can't be too explosive.

As soon as Bosque entered the press conference room, the reporters on the scene became commotion. The old man made a gesture of pressing down, suggesting that everyone should be quiet.

"I'll answer your questions, but please come one by one."

It started with angry Spanish journalists, "Will you resign?"

"It depends on the Spanish Football Federation, but I will not resign voluntarily, I don't think I have failed."

"Why did it end so badly, what happened to our team, please don't say this is football, the Spaniards don't accept such an answer."

Bosque smiled slightly. If he didn't say that, what could he say? "The charm of football is that the competition is too fierce. In the football world, there are no general victors. Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to our team. Everything seems to appear overnight."

"Is it Xavi's problem, or Alonso?"

The press officer at the scene was winking. With so many reporters, we can't give Spanish reporters all the opportunities to ask questions.

The press officer smiled and said, "The next question will be asked by journalists from other countries."

"If there is a problem, it must be my problem. There is nothing wrong with the players. They implemented the tactics I arranged."

The question from the British reporter was more ruthless, "The Spanish dynasty is over? There is no future for pass-and-control football? Or, does Spain lack a Messi?"

The reporters at the scene were all happy. Bosque replied: "Football is a beautiful sport, very beautiful. I think you should appreciate his beauty."

"But you didn't answer my question," insisted the British reporter.

"What do you want to hear? About Messi? Then you should go to the Argentina game, not here."

"It's a pity that Spain still hasn't got rid of the spell of defending champions in recent World Cups. Why do you think it is?"

"Spell? What spell? Sorry, I don't know what you mean."

"Can you talk about your opponent, the Chinese team?" asked a Chinese reporter.

"They played very well. They have improved compared to last year's Confederations Cup. Their attack speed is faster. Li Guo is a very good coach. I wish the Chinese team go further."

When Bosque finished the press conference and was about to leave, there was an episode. A Spaniard protested and asked him to dismiss the get out of class, but the security quickly stopped him, and Bosque left the conference hall with an even more ugly face.

Many people predict that this is likely to be the last time that Del Bosque will be the Spanish coach. Some people think that Bosque is not wrong, but that the Spanish team is getting older.Some people think that the Chinese team has better luck.

Anyway Spain left.

Then Li came over. It is worth mentioning that the Brazilian and Spanish journalists at the scene all withdrew because they did not want to see Li Guo.

Li Guo saw a lot of empty seats, and joked: "Sorry, I will go further, those who don't like me can only stick to it."

It was the British reporter who fired first, "Li Guo, congratulations, your team defeated the mighty Spanish team with the ugliest football."

"Well, I also congratulate England, who lost to the counterattacking Italian team with the most perfect football in the first game."

There were rustling laughter at the scene, but British journalists often ridiculed others and were ridiculed, so it is not surprising.

"Well, I hope that the two countries can meet each other in the knockout round, and then let's PK each other."

Li Guo chuckled, he knew the later history, "Hehe, let's talk about it after the match between you and Uruguay."

At this moment, the British reporter couldn't hold back his face. This is simply poking the backbone of the English people.

The whole press conference was full of Li Guo's laughing and cursing. Li Guo, who won the game, was in a very good mood, and he was also full of witty words. No one denied that the Chinese team is already the favorite to qualify for Group B.

(End of this chapter)