“…… There are still two hours left in the match between the Chinese team and Indonesia, and the national football coach Fu Bo has just announced the starting list of the Chinese team in this game. Gao Zheng is on the list, and he will wear the number 11 shirt for the first national team match of his career......"

In the sports news at 12 o'clock at noon, the match between the national team and Indonesia is the highlight, and everyone is most concerned about Gao Zheng.

Seeing Gao Zheng start the game, many people were finally relieved.

"Good starter!" Xiao Yingying posted a message in the group.

Feng Shiyu replied to her: "What are you so happy to do?" Can you still watch the ball game at two o'clock in the afternoon? It's Tuesday. ”

"Hehe, Sister Feng, I took a vacation two weeks in advance, and I will rest today!"

"......" Feng Shiyu was speechless.

Why didn't she think of this trick?

"I'm going home, I'll broadcast it live to you in the group during the game in a while, hahaha!"

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Gao Zheng's mother put the cup of tea on the coffee table, which her husband wanted to drink.

And her husband, Gao Zheng's father, is washing dishes in the kitchen at this moment. There was a constant sound of ping-pong coming from there.

She put down her teacup, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and shouted to the kitchen, "Slow down!" Don't worry, there's still an hour before the game starts! ”

"The live broadcast starts at half past one!" The husband's voice came from the kitchen with the sound of ping-pong clashes.

"It's not a ...... competition"

"That also depends! I'm going to see what those commentators have to say about Gao Zheng! ”

"You want to hear what they say about you, don't you?" When the wife's eyes see through her husband's thoughts.

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"Lin Yuan, what are you doing?" At Lin Yuan's tablemate, a girl frowned and said to him.

Lin Yuan sat on the stool next to her, but it was as if she had been pricked with a needle in her buttocks, and her whole person kept twisting around, which made her upset.

The boy sitting in the back smiled: "Maybe Lin Yuan's hemorrhoids are committed!" ”

Lin Yuan turned his head and glared at him: "You just have hemorrhoids!" ”

"Then what are you writhing around?"

"Annoying!" Lin Yuan didn't bother to answer, lay on the table, and no longer twisted his buttocks.

"Broken out?" The boy in the back row poked him in the back.

Lin Yuan ignored him and continued to lie on the table.

This afternoon is Coach Gao's first national team game, but why is it Tuesday afternoon! Why not Saturday or Sunday? He really wanted to watch the game, it was a historic moment!

But he could only wait in the classroom for the bell to ring.

I really want to grow up, I don't have to go to school when I grow up, I can watch Coach Gao's games!

The crisp bell rang in the campus, and the students who were running around and frolicking returned to their seats, while Lin Yuan was still lazily lying on his desk.

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In the board room office of Yang Wenlong's football training class, the sound of advertisements came from the TV.

Yang Wenlong sat on the skinless sofa, next to him were Zhao Ju and Guo Wei.

"This ad is too long! Now TV stations are really getting more and more excessive for money! Yang Wenlong complained. Not long after the live broadcast started, the video of the national team warming up on the field was just shown for a while, and the on-site reporters had just finished connecting with the studio in the rear, and they immediately entered the advertising time.

"People are normal, and the game hasn't started yet." Guo Wei explained beside him.

Zhao Ju also said: "That's it, Yang guides." The more enthusiastic the advertisers, the higher the popularity of Brother Zheng! You see, the advertisement just now is endorsed by Brother Zheng! ”

Yang Wenlong glared at him: "What's the use of being popular?" The key depends on how well you play! ”

Zhao Ju was afraid of him, shrunk his neck, and remained silent.

Guo Wei smiled: "Lao Yang, don't worry about it, isn't it easy to fight Indonesia?" ”

Yang Wenlong snorted: "If you think like this, it's over." The Southeast Asian team is not easy to play at all, short but fast, flexible on the feet, fast at the pace, difficult to deal with! ”

"Brother Zheng won't make such a low-level mistake......"

"Who said him, I said the other internationals! All of them are not very good at what they do, and their temper is not bad, who knows what moths they can give you?! Do you really think it's the Chinese team ten or twenty years ago? Don't take Southeast Asian teams into account at all...... Not anymore! Don't look at the Asian Cup qualifiers this time, we are a second-tier team, but Chinese football has long been a third-rate team in Asia! ”

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Fu Bo watched his players in the locker room.

He was tasked with leading the team to the Asian Cup in Australia in January 2015.

There are only four games left for him.

He must not be a sinner of Chinese football, and he must not let the Chinese team miss the Asian Cup.

The pressure is not ordinarily high.

But when the leaders of the Football Association approached him and hoped that he could continue to serve as the head coach of the Chinese team, he did not hesitate.

He knew that he was actually an interim manager, and he should have only been in charge of the team for eight days, and then stepped down after the East Asian Cup. He also knows that the Football Association let him continue to serve as the acting head coach, not because he led the team to impress the leadership with his outstanding results in the East Asian Cup, but simply because the Football Association has not yet found a suitable foreign coach.

Then don't think so much, if you are in office for a day, you will stand on the post for a day. He doesn't want his successor to take over the team and face the awkward situation of having neither the World Cup nor the Asian Cup to play.

He opened his mouth and said:

'We have four games left before the Asian Cup, but these four games are not easy to play. I don't want people to think that our opponent today is Indonesia and that this game is good. I tell you that no game is easy to play. I think you should have a deep understanding of this sentence...... What is the current situation of Chinese football, everyone knows it in their hearts. I'm a transitional coach and don't have any long-term plans, so what happens to the Chinese team next doesn't really have anything to do with me. But I am also a Chinese footballer, I hope that Chinese football is better, and I hope that the results of the national team can be better. This is not a matter of emotion, but a very simple truth. Everyone is eating together in this line of work, and this line is getting better and better, and the cake everyone gets bigger and bigger, right? So I want you to fight hard for your own future......"

This was Gao Zheng's first national team game, and he thought he would hear some bold words, but he didn't expect the head coach to say such a real and practical topic.

But what Coach Fu Bo said makes sense.

Even if not for the sake of others, for the sake of your own money, you should give it your all in the national team competition.

The results of the national team have improved, the personal image of the players has also been improved, and then all kinds of commercial sponsorship contracts will come one after another?

How long has it been since Chinese professional players had no commercial endorsements?

As Chinese football has fallen to the bottom, Chinese players have also become outcasts in the market. No brand wants to be associated with a discredited Chinese footballer.

"I believe that a lot of fans and media in the country will take the victory over Indonesia for granted. But be clear to yourselves that that's their opinion, and as people who are directly fighting their opponents, no victory is 'taken for granted'. Go all out, don't underestimate the enemy, and go on the field now! ”

Zheng Zhi, the captain of the Chinese team, stood up and slapped hard: "Go all out!" Bear down! ”

The others got up and followed the captain out of the locker room.

Gao Zheng is among them.

The spikes made a dense and crisp sound on the floor, and everyone rushed out and walked towards the court.