Godfather of national football

Chapter 400 Several joys and sorrows

Everyone rushed to Wang Dalei, threw him to the ground, and the Chinese team piled up into a hill.

Without champagne, Mu Fei poured blue sports drinks on the heads of his teammates. The teammates were taken aback by Mu Fei's prank, but they didn't care when they realized it.

"It's better to have beer at this time, like the Munich beer bath," Fonso said.

Unexpectedly, with a bang, Mu Fei poured all the drink on his face, "This is a reward for you, the lore kills the hero."

To be honest, the feeling of being splashed with a sports drink on the face was uncomfortable and glaring, but Mu Fei didn't stop, and his next target turned out to be Li Guo.

Fang Suo wanted to stop him, but on second thought, he also wanted to see Li Guo being punished. This kind of contradictory psychology made Fang Suo watch the fun from the sidelines.

"Damn it, Mu Fei, I'll kill you."

Li Guo saw that his clothes were considered useless, so he chased after Mu Fei. Fang Suo took a look and volunteered, "Head, let me help you catch him."

Fang Suo and Li Guo worked together to grab Mu Fei and push him to the ground, "Go get a box of sports drinks and pour it all over his face."

"okay."

"Don't, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"Then you pay me for my clothes, my trousers and my shirt."

"Go, go, go."

"I want Armani."

"Damn, you're blackmailing, yours is obviously a street stall bought online."

"Fang Suo, punish him."

Mu Fei begged for mercy, "Don't, Armani is Armani, I can still afford it." Unexpectedly, Fang Suo said, "I want it too."

"roll!"

Fang Suo smiled and said, "Boss, what do you think?"

"Yes, if you want to see something, give Fang Suo a set."

Mu Fei had no choice but to say, "Okay, okay, let's do it for everyone."

Fang Suo laughed, "You said it yourself, everyone has one set, brothers, everyone come."

"Damn it, do you want me to go bankrupt? If there are more than 20 people each wearing an Armani set, then you should beat me to death."

Li Guo and Fang Suo chuckled and let go of Mu Fei.

The Chinese players were happy, while the fans of the home team fell into complex emotions, anger, shame, resignation, and grief.

But more people were stunned. They didn't believe that their national team was eliminated. A little Brazilian boy in the stands cried, and his father comforted him.

"Dad, are we really eliminated?"

"Boy, yes, the Brazil World Cup is over, but the Brazil World Cup isn't over."

"Is there any difference? You said that when Brazil held the World Cup last time, my grandfather was only my age. Will I be a grandfather when Brazil holds the World Cup next time?"

The father chuckled, "Don't think about that, at least the Brazilian team has won the most World Cups, and we are still a football kingdom."

On the court, Hulk was sitting on the ground, wiping tears, blaming himself, he could have killed the game, but it was just a little bit, but just a little bit, the consequences are very different.

David Lewis came over and patted Hulk on the head, "Don't cry, no one blames you."

"I blame myself, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"Okay, okay, it's all your fault, but is there any use in saying that?"

"I've made up my mind, I'm going to quit the national team, I'm ashamed to wear this Brazil jersey again."

David Louis knew that it was useless to say anything now, so he just patted him and said, "Calm down by yourself."

Also crying is Oscar, this is his first World Cup, but it was not a success, and it can even be said to be a failure.

Captain Thiago came over and touched his head, "Be strong, the sun will rise tomorrow, it's no big deal."

But in fact, Scolari is the saddest. He has fantasized about the prospect of the Brazil World Cup countless times, but none of them is like this. He once led the Brazil team with 3R to win the fifth World Cup championship, and he wants to have a sixth.

He doesn't have to worry about where his next job will be, because at his level, there is definitely no shortage of next job, but what he cares most about is the World Cup and the Brazilian team, which is the biggest wish of all Brazilian coaches.

He looked at Li Guo in the distance, and smiled helplessly in his heart, "That bastard is really right, annoying guy."

At this time, the staff came over and asked, "Coach, what needs to be done next."

"Thanks to the fans, this is what we have to do whether we win or lose."

Scolari walked to the fans' stand and waved at them. The fans didn't scold him or give him a middle finger, but just applauded silently. But in this situation, Scolari was even more sad.

Scolari patted David Luiz, Marcelo, Hulk, Oscar, and he comforted all the players.

"Children, all the responsibility lies with me. You have nothing wrong. You don't need to blame yourself. The World Cup is over. Go on vacation and relax. You are too tired."

Scolari's assistant Pereira said with a wry smile: "I know the Brazilians very well. They will be sad one day today, and they will be angry tomorrow, so I have to go on vacation as soon as possible."

After comforting everyone, Scolari walked to the sideline, ready to return to the locker room for a short pause, and then he was about to face the cruel post-match press conference, but when he was about to enter the player tunnel, Li Guo stopped him.

He didn't want to turn around, but he seemed impolite, and finally turned around reluctantly, "You won, well, don't bother me."

After speaking, Scolari was about to leave, but Li Guo stopped him, and Scolari turned around again, "What else do you need?"

Li Guo said seriously: "If you can, come and work for me." Li Guo still admired Scolari's talent very much.

But what I didn't expect was that this time Scolari was really angry. He grabbed Li Guo by the collar and pushed Li Guo against the wall.

Li Guo was still shameless, "Do you want to wallop me?"

Scolari couldn't understand, and couldn't laugh, "Get away, don't force me to do things that everyone regrets, the glory of Brazilian football is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks."

"All right, let go first, and talk if you have something to say."

Scolari let go, and finally gave Li Guo a hard look, then turned and left. Li Guo was still smiling. He knew that Scolari would go to China later. Boss Xu is so patriotic.

Li Guo looked at himself, it was covered with blue water stains, he shook his head, and hurried to the dressing room to change, he had to attend the press conference later.

Thinking of the press conference, Li Guo is happy, and then he can have a good time.

(End of this chapter)