Godfather of national football

Chapter 449 Chinese and Korean Fans PK
Brisbane Stadium.

Two hours before the game, fans from both sides had already entered the stadium, and the stadium was full. Fans from both sides shouted slogans at each other.

South Korea is - this`is`korea.

China here is - superChina.

The fans of the two sides shouted for two hours under the leadership of the team leader, and they still had 90 minutes to shout.

Regarding the rise of Chinese fans, the South Korean Red Devils cheerleaders are the most unhappy. In the past, the Korean football team was not the strongest in Asia, but the South Korean Red Devils cheerleaders were the most famous. This is not controversial. They became famous in the first battle in 2002.

But it is different now, Chinese fans have their own slogan, their own organization, and their own TiFo.

After the knockout round this time, the Chinese fans still displayed TiFo on the spot, which is the same as the Brazil World Cup. The picture of Li Guo crossing his arms and looking into the distance.

When this TiFo appeared, the Koreans suddenly felt that they were short. In fact, they also wanted to make a TiFo before the game, but the problem came. Unlike the Chinese team, the Korean team has no leader now, while China has.

It is undisputed that Chinese fans show Li Guo, but who can South Korean fans show?Stillik?Obviously not.

Sun Xingmin?
No, he is a genius, but he has not led the South Korean team to win any gold-worthy championships. You cannot become a leader just by using the word "genius". This industry speaks for itself with achievements.

So the Korean fans thought it over and over again, and finally they had no choice but to make a TiFo. At this time, they saw the huge TiFo slowly displayed in the stands of the Chinese fans. On the one hand, they felt angry and on the other hand, they were jealous.

"Old Zheng, look, as soon as our TiFo lights up, the shouting of Bangzi suddenly becomes much quieter."

Lao Zheng pushed his glasses, turned his head to look at TiFo, felt very proud, and remembered the past from the World Cup.

"Hey, we have to keep this well, and we will use it many times in the future."

"Of course, it will be in the museum in the future, and Chinese players 100 years from now can see our original ideas."

Old Zheng smiled slightly: "You think so far."

The South Korean fans were getting angry when someone suggested, "We also have a trump card, Arirang."

During the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, Arirang's singing could be heard resounding throughout every match of the South Korean team.

"Arirang, Arirang, Arirang."

"Arirang, Arirang, Arirang."

"Arirang, Arirang, Arirang."

As the singing came out, the Korean fan camp suddenly felt that they had straightened up their backs. They felt that they had fan songs, which were different from the mob of Chinese fans.

Lao Zheng saw that this was a challenge, but we also have a trump card, but we rarely use it. That is the "Chinese battle cry" invented by Li Guo after learning from the "Viking battle cry" of Icelandic fans.

Under the leadership of the team leader, tens of thousands of Chinese fans clapped their hands in unison and chanted slogans. The resonance between the applause and the stadium ceiling produced an extremely shocking effect.

We know that if someone suddenly yells next to you while you are singing, your singing voice will be taken away.

With the aggressive "Chinese battle cry" of Chinese fans, the "Arirang" of the South Korean Red Devils cheerleaders became a nonsense.

"Arirang...ah, Ah...Arirang."

The singing was frequently interrupted by loud battle cries, and finally the Red Devils cheerleaders became so exasperated that they too began to clap back.

The Chinese fan camp responded by booing, "Shameless, plagiarism, shameless, plagiarism."

The fans outside have already become a mess. At this time, players from both sides in the locker room deep in the stadium are making final preparations, fixing their muscles with muscle tape, wrapping bandages on their ankles, arranging the spikes of their sneakers, and so on.

But in fact, the most important thing to prepare is your own mentality. Zhou Dun sits with his eyes closed and rests his mind. This is his habit. Let himself calm down and think about the upcoming game.

Some other players are listening to music, such as Wang Dalei. He is wearing big headphones and listening to some American rock music. As a goalkeeper, he must not warm up as well as others. He wants to get himself excited.

Some people like to talk, such as Mu Fei. Li Guo thinks that there are two big chatterboxes in international football, one is Muller of the German team, and the other is Mu Fei of the Chinese team.

Even Muller's Bayern teammates think he talks too much, and Mu Fei, he can't sit still anymore, "Geng Chong, let's play table tennis, shall we?"

"You're crazy, where did you get the ping pong balls from?"

"Haha, let me tell you," after speaking, Mu Fei took out his mobile phone and showed Geng Chong a video. This is a kind of "table tennis" that is very popular in Europe recently. The rules are the same as table tennis. The only difference is that the ball is replaced by a football, and the only part that touches the ball can only be the head.

Geng Chong looked at it for a while, and found it quite interesting, "Hehe, good boy, I'll play with you when I get back."

"No need, the locker room here is so big, about the size of a badminton court, we can play."

Geng Chong understands Mu Fei, as long as this guy is nervous, he will be like this. After all, no one can say anything about the knockout round. The pressure is incomparable in the group stage, and maybe there will be a penalty shootout or something.

"Just play if you want."

When the two looked up, they saw Li Guo. It turned out that Li Guo had been by the side just now. He felt that Mu Fei's proposal was good, and it could just relieve the tension before the game.

"OK," said the boss, Mu Fei was confident, and played the football version of "ping pong" in the middle of the locker room.

The players were dumbfounded, is this okay?At first everyone was surprised, but after seeing Mu Fei and Geng Chong enjoying themselves, they also wanted to join in.

Fang Suo shouted: "Let me play a game too?"

"sure."

After playing, the tension in everyone's hearts disappeared. Li Guo thought this warm-up event was good, and he wanted to keep it as a reserved event and bring it to the World Cup in the future.

Not far away is the locker room of the South Korean team. At this time, the pressure on the Koreans is even greater. Stillik didn't say much, leaving all the time before the game to the players and let them do what they like, whether it is listening to music or watching videos.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who will come at this time?"

When the player was puzzled, the door opened and a person came in. The player stood up with a swipe as if seeing a god.

And this person is indeed a god-like existence in Korean football. He is Chung Mong-joon, who is known as the emperor of Korean football.

So it is not difficult to understand why the players are so nervous when they see him. Zheng Mengzhun smiled slightly, "Hi everyone."

(End of this chapter)