Volume 4 World Chapter 261 Unpopular (II)

Zhang Jun received a call from Kaka, and the kid proudly told Zhang Jun on the phone that the Brazilian team had won two games and qualified ahead of schedule. Since the Chinese team did not win Mexico and did not qualify in advance, Zhang Jun's teeth itched.

"Hey, Jun Zhang. Do you know the rules of this World Cup? ”

"Of course I do. Zhang Jun replied angrily.

The four groups A, B, C, and D are the upper half; The four groups E, F, G, and H are counted as the lower half. After entering the knockout round, the eight teams in the top half of the region will fight each other, and the eight teams in the bottom half will play in pairs. The teams in the top half of the league will have to wait until the final if they want to meet the teams in the bottom half.

Brazil's Group D is the last group in the top half, while China's Group G is in the bottom half.

"We want to play and just wait for the final. Kaka said.

"yes, I really want to meet you sooner and then eliminate you!"

"Haha!" Kaka laughed out loud, "You're jealous, naked jealousy!" Jealous that we qualified early. ”

"Cut, who is rare! We're all out of the line. ”

"Seriously, Jun Zhang. I'm really looking forward to having a chance to play you at this World Cup, you know what I mean? —None—False— M.{qul}{edU}.com

"Hmm. ”

"You can't be eliminated until you meet us in the final. ”

"I want to say to you, I don't want us to meet in the third or fourth final, it would be embarrassing. ”

"See you in the final. ”

"See you in the final. ”

Zhang Jun hung up the phone. Seeing that Yang Pan next to him had just hung up the phone. He casually asked, "How's the situation with Ilan?" ”

"Fortunately, the doctor said it was stable. ”

"Oh, that's good. Zhang Jun muttered. "Kaka called me and asked us to meet in the final. ”

"I thought he called to show off, and you agreed?"

Zhang Jun nodded: "Of course I agreed." How can I show weakness in such a situation? ”

Yang Pan sat on the sofa and nodded. "Hey, Jun Zhang. Have you noticed that the little fan has been abnormal lately? ”

Zhang Jun remembered the situation of the last game. He also nodded: "Yes, it's not normal." But I don't understand why. ”

Yang Pan smiled bitterly: "You." Also asked why. Isn't it all because of you? ”

"Because of me?" Zhang Jun was surprised.

"You and I were obsessed with basketball for a while when we were in school, right? They all love watching NBA games, they like the Bulls, they love Jordan. Right? ”

Zhang Jun nodded, "After Jordan retires, I won't watch the NBA." What's wrong? ”

"Then what do you think of Pippen's strength?"

"Very strong, very strong. Comprehensive technology. ”

"But what about Jordan?"

"That's definitely not as good as that. Why do you ask this? ”

At one point, Pippen wanted to take Jordan's place with the Bulls, and he thought he could be a successful leader. So when Jordan temporarily retired due to the death of his father, he was very happy and thought that he could finally be the leader of the Bulls, but he didn't expect the Bulls' results to be a mess, and his own performance was far from as good as Jordan's on the court. Your relationship with Wu Shangshan is a bit like Jordan and Pippen. Wu Shangshan is actually not willing to be your shadow in the national team, he always wants others to shift their attention from you to him, but it is very unsuccessful......"

Yang Pan shrugged, Wu Shangshan's performance in the last game said it all.

Zhang Jun suddenly realized. It is true that he never considered his partner's feelings.

"So what do I do? Give him more assists in the game? Giving up your scoring chances? ”

Yang Pan smiled: "Of course it can't be like this." This is his own problem, and he can only find fault with himself. Sooner or later, he will have to understand that not everyone deserves the leading role. Some people are born destined to be a supporting role, like Pippen. And some people are born to be the protagonist, like you. Yang Pan looked at Zhang Jun. By his friend's side, he, Yang Pan, the captain, is also willing to play a supporting role, so why can't Wu Shangshan do it?

Zhang Jun was silent. He thought of his team-mate in Fiorentina. He has very little contact with Van Persie now, and Ren Yudi bought it with the intention of being a substitute, but as a substitute at Arsenal and as a substitute at Fiorentina, who can stand it? What's more, the number of appearances of the entire substitute is still very limited.

He had a faint fear in his heart that he would lose some people.

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Wu Shangshan shot the football away in training, which was the seventh time he did not shoot the football inside the goal frame in training today.

Yang Pan at the far end shrugged at Zhang Jun, who shook his head helplessly.

Wu Shangshan stepped on the turf under his feet hard, as if he was complaining that the quality of the turf at the training ground was not good enough, which caused him to play abnormally.

Qiu Suhui pouted. shouted to Hu Li, who was leading the team training on the field: "Old Hu." Take a 10-minute break first! Then he beckoned to Wu Shangshan in front of the door: "Come here." ”

Wu Shangshan knew that it must not be a good thing for Qiu Zhi to look for him, so he lowered his head and jogged in front of Qiu Suhui. First, he called out respectfully: "Qiu Zhi." Then wait for Qiu Suhui to speak.

Qiu Suhui looked at the ground behind Wu Shangshan, there was no one on it, and the other players were sitting and resting on the other side.

"Do you know why I suddenly stopped training and called you over?"

"I'm not doing well...... Wu Shangshan said with a humble heart.

"Any idea why you're not behaving well?"

"I ......" Wu Shangshan vaguely realized something in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"What do you think is the most important quality as a striker? Technology? Velocity? Body? No, no, it's neither, it's psychological. You have the body, you have the technology. You also have speed, but do you know why I value Zhang Jun so much, but not you? ”

Wu Shangshan opened his mouth to disagree, but Qiu Suhui interrupted. "You don't have to rush to defend yourself, I know what is in your heart. You don't want to be a shadow of Zhang Jun for the rest of your life, and you don't want people to always talk about Zhang Jun but forget about you. To be honest, I'm also helpless about these things. There will always be someone who will be the protagonist, and there will always be someone who will be a supporting role. But being the protagonist is not something that can be done casually. They need something different from ordinary people. In Zhang Jun and you, there is a difference. Remember my question? What is the most important thing to be a striker? The most important thing is the psychological quality. Zhang Jun is more mature than you in this regard, because he has experienced a lot of things that you have not experienced, and he has practiced more in this area. You're still too young......"

Wu Shangshan was a little unconvinced, his professional football career was not smooth sailing, signed with Manchester United, and then was loaned everywhere. He has only returned to Manchester United in recent seasons and is still not guaranteed a place in the main team. He felt that he had experienced no less hardships than Zhang Jun.

Qiu Suhui decided to change his perspective: "Okay, let's not talk about these off-the-field things. So you and Zhang Jun didn't score in the last game, why did I replace you and leave Zhang Jun on the field? Haven't you thought about it? Then I'll tell you now, when none of you had the luck to score, Zhang Jun chose to create opportunities for his teammates and sacrifice himself. And you? You chose to do it all the way. That's the difference between you. I'm not superstitious about fame. If Zhang Jun is not in good shape and performs badly, I will replace him in the middle of the game, but his performance makes it impossible for me to replace him. Go back and think about my words! ”

After speaking, Qiu Suhui shouted to Hu Li: "Old Hu." It's time to take a break and get back to training! ”

Then he turned his face to the players on the sidelines, ignoring Wu Shangshan who was standing stupidly on the side.

Next, Wu Shangshan shot the football away again, but this time he did not complain about the turf under his feet, but lowered his head and remained silent.

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Fools can see that Wu Shangshan was not in a good mood after being called by Qiu Suhui to give a lecture, and on the car back to the hotel from the training ground, Wu Shangshan remained silent until he entered his own room.

Yang Pan grabbed Wang Yu, who was in the same room as Wu Shangshan: "If you have the opportunity, persuade him well." I'm afraid he'll get into the horns. ”

Wang Yu nodded: "I know." But I'm afraid he won't listen to me. ”

watched Wang Yu walk into the room. Yang Pancai turned to Zhang Jun and said: "We are really hopeful for this World Cup. I don't want to let this kind of internal contradiction among the people be disturbed. ”

Zhang Jun nodded: "It seems that everything is not as good as advertised by the outside world." If this problem is not solved, we will not be able to deal with Italy with peace of mind. He suddenly thought of a question: "He doesn't listen to what Qiu Zhi said." What effect can a girl's words have? ”

Yang Pan shrugged and did not answer Zhang Jun's question. In fact, he had an answer in his heart, but he didn't say it: "It's really not good, Qiu Zhi probably won't let Wu Shangshan start." This is very cruel, so Yang Pan didn't say it.

Zhang Jun fell into the contemplation of another question. Does he also need to reflect on himself? I always let myself be too showy and didn't think about the thoughts of the people around me. Yang Pan, Li Yongle, Keru and others are very familiar with their relationship, and they may not care. But what about the others? For example, Wu Shangshan, due to the age difference of one level, the two have not had much contact, and if he has any ideas, he can't know.

Well, maybe things on the football field will eventually need to be solved on the football field.

Zhang Jun felt that he should take some practical action to let his partner know that they were partners with each other, not unilaterally serving one person.

He didn't want to regret the loss.

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Sophie typed the last word of the manuscript on her laptop and stood up and stretched wide.

Her manuscript today is all about the scenery of Johannesburg and her own mood, and she never mentions the Chinese team's preparation for Italy. It's not that she can't get the first-hand materials. But now the situation in the team is complicated, and Sophie doesn't want to muddy the waters.

Walking to the window, pulling back the curtains, the bright sunlight outside slanted in through the glass window, and she couldn't help but squint her eyes and enjoy this moment of leisure.

In two days, it's time for the group's main event, and that time may be all the way back. Until the end of the World Cup, she and Zhang Jun couldn't rest. Looking down at the watch on her wrist and calculating the time difference with China, Sophie decided to call home and chat casually.

It's time for the countdown to the wedding.

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Italian TV stations broadcast news from South Africa every day, and because this game is related to the life and death of the Italian team, there is a lot of news from there. There is also a lot of attention to their local opponent, the Chinese team. Thanks to these media blessings, Yilan can know the latest situation of Yang Pan without calling every day. Even what color socks Yang Pan wore in training, she knew.

Yilan now has a big belly, it is inconvenient to move, and her father is taking care of her daily life, and she watches TV and newspapers every day in addition to doing fetal exercises. Pay attention to Yang Pan.

Either that, he touched his belly and told the baby inside about his father's bravery.

Sometimes she also thinks that she was a college student a few years ago, but now she is going to be a mother. Life is really wonderful, if she hadn't met Yang Pan, her life might have been completely different.

“…… Several of the main players of this Chinese team play in our domestic league, and they all know our players very well, and even the tactical style of play. I think it's going to be a tough game for Italy. Because the Chinese team also wants to qualify, then only by beating us can they ensure that they will definitely qualify, which is very unfavorable for us......" The head of an expert analysis in the voice is the Tao, and the picture is the picture of the Chinese team training.

Each time, Mr. Qiu would allow reporters to film fifteen minutes of training for propaganda — in addition to running laps, of course. It's just some warm-up training, and it has no intelligence value at all.

But for Yilan, this fifteen-minute video is especially precious, because she can see Yang Pan's appearance. It seems that Yang Pan has not changed much from before, with a spiritual head and bright eyes. Every time she saw him on the screen, Elan felt content, and in the same way, she felt pain—pain from her stomach.

Now she frowned again, and the fetus in her belly was moving. Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. She still endured the pain. There was no screaming. After a while, after the pain had passed. She was already pale and sweaty.

He wiped his forehead with a tissue and exhaled softly.

She estimates that this child is born with an energetic guy like his father, and maybe he will eventually embark on the road of football.

The TV coverage of South Africa ended, and Elan turned off the TV. Then gently rubbing his stomach and humming a lullaby. In a few moments, she and the baby in her womb fell into a deep sleep.

The bearded man pushed open the door, looked at his daughter on the couch, and then stepped forward lightly, picked up the thin blanket next to him and put it on for her. Then he turned off the air conditioner and opened the window in the room, and the summer afternoon breeze gently blew in, lifting the tulle curtains. The bearded man took a deep breath, the natural wind is still better than the artificial wind of the air conditioner.

Looking back at his daughter, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, a loving smile appeared on his face.

Hey, Lillian, our daughter has a good place to belong.

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"He Wen, I will be in the office after dinner. The old woman said to He Wen, who was joking with her companions, with a frosty face, and her appearance suddenly made the surrounding temperature a few degrees colder.

After the old woman left, the colleague next to him asked He Wen: "Wenwen, what did you do to offend that old woman?" "The old woman is the nickname given to the manager in this company by her colleagues.

"No wow. I didn't make any mistakes with last month's statements, and I have no problem with the accounts from this month to now. He Wen didn't know why, since she entered this company, the old woman had looked at her unpleasantly.

After eating lunch nervously, He Wen knocked on the old woman's office.

"What is the manager looking for me?" He Wen asked with some trepidation.

"Oh, nothing, I see you've not been in good spirits lately. The manager's tone was still cold, but it made He Wen breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmm...... Uh, because I've been watching the World Cup lately. He Wen decided to tell the truth.

The manager raised his head and looked at He Wen, who seemed to be looking at aliens, which made He Wen very uncomfortable.

"Staying up late a lot?"

He Wen nodded.

"No wonder you've been in bad spirits lately...... Have you ever wondered how much of an impact staying up late has on your daytime work? What's so good about football? Did you stay up late and watch it that would make you full? Can you make a lot of money? It's just a bunch of fools messing around together! The old woman said in a heavy tone, and it seemed that He Wen was good, but He Wen didn't buy it.

She was disgusted by outsiders who commented on his brother's campaign to fight for and abandon a lot of things. She also resents the movement of others denigrating her dearest people as a goal in life.

The old woman is still complaining about the disadvantages of football in her sense of self-feeling, trying to save a lost girl. He Wen had already picked up a folder at hand, and then slapped the other party's face, leaving a thick layer of dust.

"I'm sorry, I like football, and I can rely on this food and clothing, do you have any opinions?" He Wen held her head high and pointed at the other party with her chin and said. The old woman was looking at He Wen with a stunned expression, as if she didn't know her at all.

Then without waiting for the old woman's soprano to play, He Wen said cleanly: "I'll resign now, goodbye, old woman." She finally called out this person's nickname in front of her, and He Wen did not regret the slightest impulse just now, but was happy.

He Wen, who was suddenly furious, turned around and walked out of the office in a chic manner, looking at a group of colleagues who cared about her outside the door, she smiled slightly: "Everyone, goodbye." I resigned. ”

Then he ignored the expressions of other people, picked up his small bag, and walked straight out of the company's door.

The summer afternoon is the hottest time, but He Wen enjoys this weather a little, she squinted her eyes, did not wear sunglasses, and did not play a parasol, so she let her body **** under the scorching sun.

It's much better than blowing the air conditioner in that hypocritical office.

Beside her, two student-looking people walked by, still talking excitedly about the World Cup.

"When is the match between China and Italy?"

"Tomorrow at half past one in the middle of the night. ”

"Then I won't sleep anymore and stay up until I watch the game. ”

"You're not afraid of being late for school the next day?"

"Hehe, the head teacher will be late, what am I afraid of?"

The two laughed and walked away.

He Wen pouted and smiled, this summer, a new beginning.