In the condemnation of the whole country, the new players of the national football team conducted a new round of joint training.

Since An Daoqiang and Chen Nan entered the national team, the small table seems to have found a beloved toy, because of the special relationship between the two and Yang Biao, they have not been less taken care of by the small table, and the abused life is better than death.

But the two of them didn't lose Yang Biao's face, although they were abused and bruised all over their bodies, they became more and more brave the more they fought, quite if you don't kill me, I will definitely kill your ruthlessness, and the small table is also exhausted.

The opposing sides are constantly improving themselves in such a competitive atmosphere.

Competition is like this, only by playing against the strong can you quickly find your own gap, recognize your own strength, and constantly improve yourself.

Time flies, 10 days of joint training passed quickly, because the start time of the Four Nations Tournament is August 21, according to the schedule, the first match is China against the mysterious division of North Korea, so it must fly directly from Beijing to Tokyo on August 18.

Sitting on the bus to the airport, looking at the harmonious and upward atmosphere on the bus, as well as the youthful vitality that is as vibrant and vigorous as the sun at 19 o'clock in the morning, Director Zhu is very satisfied. Such an atmosphere exists only in his memory.

It seems that this time the choice is right, although there is no hope for the results of this semi-final match, but at least it will not lose and lose as before, and he firmly believes that the fans will give him a fair evaluation.

The happy time is always short-lived, when they get off the bus at the international airport, they think that there will be a burst of angry scolding, or at least a few fans to see them off, offer flowers and so on, but they are greeted by the crowd of people who treat them directly as air.

The sorrow is more than the death of the heart, this is the true portrayal of Chinese fans.

Lao Zhu's eyes flashed with a touch of deep sadness, when has the national football team been reduced to a passerby, he is not afraid of the fans scolding, not afraid of the fans making trouble, the most afraid is that no one will pay attention, which also proves that the fans have no expectations for this team, since there is no expectation, then there is no need to care, let alone rush to the airport to scold the last game.

Lao Zhu turned back one step at a time, and there was always hope in his heart, that is, there were fans to scold him.

But alas, there is not a single one.

His face was full of silence. This is the greatest sorrow of a football practitioner.

Lao Zhu sighed deeply, and when he came to this point, it was completely the national pig's own death.

"Director Zhu, please rest assured, after this Four Nations Tournament, we will definitely be full of flowers and thunderous when we return." Suddenly, a mellow voice with an unquestionable voice sounded in his ears.

Lao Zhu smiled, of course he knew who it was, and there was only one person in the team who would always be full of this belief in victory, hoping that after this Four Nations Tournament, he would not forget his original intention and forge ahead.

Lao Zhu smiled at Yang Biao, who stretched his head over.

In contrast to Lao Zhu's loneliness, the corners of the eyes of several big brothers in the team were a little red.

It takes four and a half hours to fly directly from Beijing to Tokyo, perhaps because these days of exercise consume too much physical strength, and everyone on the plane seized the rare opportunity to make up for a good night's sleep.

When I woke up, I was extremely refreshed, and a group of about 30 people wearing the red uniforms of the national team walked out of the Tokyo airport.

Suddenly, a huge team also came from the other side, but compared to the desertion in front of the Chinese pair, this team is much more popular, these people are the sworn enemies of the Chinese team, the South Korean team.

Due to the cross-current that has ravaged Asia over the years, the team's Oba also has more than one popularity in Japan, especially their main star An Zhenhuan has curly hair, similar to the appearance of Little Japan's idol Takuya Kimura, plus the strength is transcendent, it is even more popular among thousands of Japanese girls, even in China There is a huge fan base. is a star who combines idols and powerful factions.

This time, the South Korean team's 23-man squad has some well-known and powerful players, such as striker Lee Dong-guk, Ahn Jung-hwan, Park Ju-ho, Kim Doo-hyun, and a rising star, Kim Yingquan, who just turned 20 this year, is known as South Korea's Maldini, known as the future superstar who can suppress Asian defenders for an era.

As soon as the Korean team appeared, they saw a group of Japanese girls in miniskirts rushing up to greet them, offering flowers and asking for autographs, and some Japanese media conducting on-site interviews. The rush of traffic is in sharp contrast to the coldness of the Chinese team's goal.

Everyone couldn't help blushing, even Yang Biao was a little embarrassed, this was simply a shame and thrown abroad.

The group couldn't help but speed up their pace, and at this moment, An Zhenhuan, who suddenly had long hair and a strong idol atmosphere, his eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly, "Chinese friends, do you need us to send you a few autographs and a few bouquets of flowers?" After saying that, he laughed, and the rest of the Japanese and Koreans present also burst into laughter, with a look of mockery and disdain.

Since Ahn Jung-hwan speaks Korean, everyone can't understand what he means by birds, but judging by their arrogant laughter and expressions, they definitely don't mean to invite you to dinner.

The faces of the crowd suddenly darkened, you must know that this time the members of the national team are more or less contaminated with Brother Biao's hurricane style, and they regard face as more important than life, Yang Biao's eyes are full of murder, and he called Huang Jiang, the translator of the team, "Xiao Jiang, what kind of bird is he talking about?" ”

All the international players and Lao Zhu listened with their ears.

A tall, thin young man with glasses came out, "Brother Biao, he's insulting us and saying if you want to give us a few autographs and flowers." ”

"His grandmother's, this is clearly a naked slap in the face and insult, making fun of the Chinese team's lack of strength and popularity."

For some reason, maybe it is the kind of arrogant to boundless self-esteem, for China, the former heavenly kingdom, the suzerainty always has a deep hatred, as if the Chinese are their father-killing enemies, if they catch the opportunity, they will definitely bully the Chinese, according to a civil survey, the little stick's hatred of China is even more than that of little Japan, these white-eyed wolves, but never thought that if it were not for China, it would have been wiped out by little Japan.

Hearing Huang Jiang's translation, Yang Biao's anger came out and he walked towards the Korean team suddenly. An Daoqiang and Chen Nan hurriedly followed, not to mention the sticks, even if Brother Biao told them to jump from the 10th floor now, they would jump down without hesitation.

"Bad thing!" Through getting along these days, the national football team knows Yang Biao's character, especially the extreme patriotism, and the most hated thing is that foreigners look down on Chinese.

Lao Zhu secretly screamed in his heart, but the matter has come to this, in the face of the provocation of the little stick, if he doesn't give a fierce back, then he still has the face to return to China, so a group of people also followed behind Yang Biao and walked over violently.

Yang Biao and his entourage walked in a tiger's step, with murderous eyes in their eyes, and they looked like they were not allowed to enter, especially more than 30 people, but they were also extraordinary, and they immediately suppressed the arrogance of the stick.

The stick flickered for a moment, I didn't expect that the Chinese were so hot this time, looking at their posture, the horror was going to fight.

The interviewed Japanese media saw that the two sides were going to clash, and they were immediately overjoyed, you know, the South Korean team has always been Japan's henchman, if this time he and the Chinese dog-eat-dog, it is best to cripple a few main forces, then Japan will win the game.

This time, the semi-finals were held in Japan, and Japan had to win the cup, and if it was held by a stick on its own ground, what face would it have to explain to the people.

This is one of the reasons why Japan has fielded the strongest lineup in addition to the superstars who play abroad. They want to kill the majesty of the little stick, since they won the fourth place in the South Korea and Japan World Cup in history, the whole team has swelled, and they feel that Lao Tzu is the first in Asia, and no one cares about it. Little Japan breathed a sigh of evil again.

"Xiao Huang, tell this little stick with a decrepit face that I want to bet with him and ask the media in Little Japan to testify."

Huang Jiang scratched his head, a little incomprehensible, but Zheng Zhi and these big guys, as well as Lao Zhu, had a feeling that they were getting a dog, and they thought that Brother Biao was going to go crazy when he came over and had a fight with the little stick.

But I didn't expect Yang Biao to come to place a bet, Yang Biao is not good at betting, maybe it is a satellite again, saying some fantastical words, and wanting to stop it, but Yang Biao has now faintly become the boss of the team, and his words have already been said, if he is stopped, he will definitely be seen to death by the small stick on the opposite side, saying that the team is not united and infighting.

Several people looked at each other, let's die, I hope Yang Biao is not too outrageous.

"Hahahaha, you said that he actually wanted to bet against me, I don't know what he wants to bet on, I accept it." An Zhenhuan and his entourage were ready to fight, but they didn't expect Yang Biao to come to the battle book, so they couldn't help but be curious and took it boldly, after all, in his opinion, the Chinese team was vulnerable, and there was nothing he didn't dare to accept.

The media in Little Japan couldn't help but be disappointed when they saw that the two sides couldn't fight, but they were also full of curiosity when they heard that they were asked to be witnesses.

"Bet with him that we will compete with the stick, and if we win, he Ahn Jung-hwan will take off his pants and run naked in the downtown of Tokyo for 10 minutes, and similarly, if we lose, I will take off my pants and run naked for 10 minutes."

Huang Jiang had a look on his face Did I hear it wrong, the game with the stick was dead and lifeless, could it be that Brother Biao still has a hobby of running naked, just looking for an excuse to show his strength in Japan, thinking about it, his brain was crooked, and then he looked at Brother Biao's lower body.

But under the pressure of Yang Biao's murderous vision, he still translated the original words.

"Poof!" The little stick laughed out loud after hearing it, and even the Japanese media looked completely incomprehensible, and then as if they thought of something, everyone's eyes looked at Yang Biao's lower body, and their eyes were full of an ambiguous expression.

Some little Japanese girls are even more discharged.

Could it be that this guy's capital is particularly powerful, and he wants to change careers to be an AV actor, and compete on the same stage with ***, but now he is just showing it in advance, and the stick and little Japan finally thought of it together this time.

Seeing everyone's strange eyes, Yang Biao felt a chill, but his face was silent. Waiting for Ahn Jung-hwan's answer.

"Since this friend has this hobby of running naked, I have no reason not to be an adult! I agreed, and asked my Japanese friends present to testify. After that, there was another burst of laughter.

"Brother Biao, do you want to play so big? Our chances of winning are small. Zheng Zhi, who was next to him, kindly reminded.

"Koreanophobia, Japanphobia, it's made by you guys who don't have a little self-confidence, they are also people, as long as we him hard, we will definitely be able to blow out their, if I don't have nine points of certainty, how could I make this bet, Brother Biao, I'm not an exhibitionist. Cheer me up, isn't it just a dry word? Before the fight started, you were cowardly. ”

This mentality of admitting defeat before fighting is the biggest taboo when the two armies are fighting, and it often leads to restraint of hands and feet, suffering from gains and losses, and not being able to exert 80 percent of their strength, and being afraid of South Korea and Japan is no longer a day or two; this is a psychological inertia that has been formed for a long time, and it is necessary to regain confidence with a big victory.

"Yes! Isn't it just a dry word? We'll do it with you. "A group of young people are young and vigorous, and the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so they start to coax. His eyes were shining, and he wanted to eat the little stick alive.

This is the importance of fresh blood, not conformist, dare to fight and create, even if it is the sky, you have to poke out a hole.

After these ten days, especially under the subtle influence of An Daoqiang and Chen Nan, these young people admired Yang Biao very much, and when they saw that Yang Biao was so sure, they actually believed it. There was only one young man among them, and the small table shouted very happily, but in his heart, he despised Yang Biao for his nonsense. Lie and don't play drafts.

"We'll see you on the battlefield." After speaking, Yang Biao didn't bother to look at An Zhenhuan anymore, turned his head and left.

According to the schedule, the four teams play a round-robin match, each team plays three games, each game is four days apart, the first game of the Chinese team against North Korea, the second game against South Korea, and the third game against the host Japan.

"Interesting, interesting." Several Japanese news media are communicating with each other in Japanese, and this interview is full of material, no matter who wins or loses, it is a great opportunity for Japanese people to watch jokes, and tomorrow the news will definitely be a big hit.

Indeed, the content of this bet is too much in line with the national conditions of Little Japan, once it was reported, it immediately aroused widespread interest among the people, and for a while, it actually contributed a wave of prestige to Yang Biao, which brought him an absolute unexpected surprise at that time.

The next day, Yang Biao, who was training at the Suzhiwei Stadium, the venue of the competition, suddenly let out a burst of madness, mixed with incredible laughter, as if he had picked up a big gold nugget by, and like a poor jingle sound, he won hundreds of millions of Mark Six lottery.

His sudden wild laughter made the rest of the team members who were stepping on the training point speechless for a while, they were used to Yang Biao's intermittent wild laughter, but this time the laughter was indeed a bit excessive.

"Purple reputation, purple reputation!" The purple prestige value that has been dreamed of has come silently, although there is only one, but this can copy a divine object that has left indelible traces on the world football world! It's an absolute magic weapon, and with him it means you can score a goal. But why do I feel a chill? It's summer.

As everyone knows, a wrinkled man who looks like a puppet is in a luxurious palace, holding a newspaper printed with Yang Biao's bet with An Zhenhuan, staring at Yang Biao's lower body. Let out a foolish laugh.

At the same time, the mysterious North Korean team also came to the stadium for stepping point training.

Their appearance, they formed a strong contrast with the Chinese team, if the Chinese team's painting style is luxurious and extravagant, then the North Korean team is a natural and simple civilian flow. It can even be said that it is a poor stream.

They don't have LV bags, they don't have branded headphones, only sports backpacks that can't be named, tattered, with a few small puddings on them, serious expressions, dark skin, due to long-term malnutrition and other labor, every player is very old, although they are only 26 years old on average in the age of reporting, but their faces are full of vicissitudes, about 35 years old. The spirit does not seem decadent, but gives people a sense of perseverance.

Yang Biao also keenly noticed that the training shoes under their feet were old and a little yellow, and they were only willing to wear a team of new shoes when they stepped on the point, and they were also a local brand that they couldn't name in China, and the comfort and protection could be imagined.

The clothes on his body are also red, and they look a little white, which should be caused by using them for many years and washing them many times. Everyone receives a monthly salary equivalent to 100 yuan, and sometimes they don't even have enough food or clothing.

For this team, Yang Biao did not dare to be careless, because in next year's World Cup budget competition, they stubbornly entered the finals of the World Cup in South Africa.

This is a team that is on the rise, they are tenacious, determined, disciplined, and have this strong centripetal force to win glory for the country.

It's a tough battle!

Either the Chinese team stepped on the North Korean team ashore, or the Chinese team was by the North Korean team, and there was no second way.