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A large number of reporters are stationed here, and according to reliable sources, Anelka will appear at the airport later, and everyone will be glued to the big screen at the airport for the flight back from South Africa.

Finally there was a commotion in the crowd, the flashing lights began to flash, and the reporters rushed up like flies,

"Nikolai, Nikolai, can you say two words?"

With a bag in her left hand and jeans in her right hand, and big sunglasses on her face, Anelka didn't look like she had just been expelled from the national team, but had come back from a vacation.

"Nikolai,"

"Nikolai,"

Anelka remained expressionless, and he didn't look like he would answer any questions.

"The French say you're rat, you ruined this French team, you ruined the French dream of the World Cup,"

"Do you blame yourself, do you ever feel sorry for the French?"

No matter how provocative the reporter asked, Anelka was expressionless and walked straight ahead.

In addition to the journalists, there were also excited fans, who were isolated from the outside by a human wall formed by the police, but did not prevent them from greeting Anelka with foul language.

"You bastard, get out, you'd better leave France and go to your London."

"Trash, bastard, you've lost all your French face,"

The atmosphere at the scene was tense for a while, and the police who maintained order were like a great enemy, for fear that the two sides would fight, and Anelka was also short-tempered.

But Anelka seemed quiet today, maybe he knew that his career with the national team was over, or that everything was over for him in French football, so what was there to fight about? If you want to scold, scold, it's the last time anyway.

Escorted by several bodyguards, Anelka left Charles de Gaulle Airport, and the moment he disappeared from everyone's sight, the media at the scene were more or less disappointed, did not answer a word, and could not write a script.

*****

Anelka was fired, Anelka was liberated, he returned to France, and then went on vacation, but the French team in Pretoria was still in the eye of the storm, and Domenech was anxious.

First of all, Patrice Evra has been abandoned, and he will definitely not play in the game against China, and it is Clichy who replaces him.

In addition, with the departure of Anelka, the French team's forward line also has to be adjusted, should it send the aging Henry or the better Cice? This is also a problem for Domenech.

Another point is that Domenech believes that it is not only Anelka and Evra who have betrayed him in the French team, but there may be many people involved, but these two are early birds, so in this way, he sees that everyone is angry.

The shortage of personnel is only one aspect, and what is even worse is that Domenech knows that the people's hearts are scattered and the team is not easy to lead, thinking of this, Domenech punched the table in front of him and cursed a few French national curses in his mouth.

"Calm down, calm down,"

Domenech thought to himself that even if the current French team was the Titanic, I, the captain, would have to escape by myself and must not sink with the French team.

Domenech arranged the starters one by one on the tactical board, trying to put out a lineup that he was satisfied with, and suddenly Domenech's eyes lit up.

"China!"

"Yes, it's not that bad, if we beat China, then we will qualify from the group and everything will be settled."

In the last World Cup, Italy was mired in a phone-gate scandal, and everyone in the entire Italian football world was in danger, but in the end they won the World Cup, and many of the accusations disappeared.

Domenech picked up the "Team Newspaper" in the corner of the table, and the article above was an interview with Li Guo, and the whole world knew what this meant.

"Li Guo, that bastard," Domenech clenched his fists, bursting the words from between his teeth.

"It's okay, you want to step on the French team to climb up, and I also want to step on the Chinese team to solve the problem," Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Domenech's mouth.

*****

After spending an afternoon in his hotel room, Domenech finally made a starter that he was satisfied with, the tactical problems were solved, and then it was time to stabilize the morale of the army, at which point Domenech remembered the two "good boys" in the team.

Gourcuff, Lori.

Both of these are strong teams in Ligue 1, Lyon, and in Domenech's opinion, those players who play overseas have been taken "bad", such as Nikola and Patrice Evra, both of whom learned badly in England.

And both of them played in the country, and this defection did not come out, and in Domenech's opinion, they can be trusted.

"Kids, how bad the situation is now, I don't think I need to say more, we're disgraced in front of the whole world."

The two looked at each other, the World Cup was originally the dream of all players, and no one expected it to be like this.

Seeing the gloom on his disciple's face, Domenech suddenly changed his words, "Do you remember Italy in 2006?" ”

"Match-fixing, gambling, manipulating referees, and even the Football Association are involved, hehe, that's a lot messier than us."

Hearing this, Gourcuff and Lori seemed to understand something, but it was hazy, and they looked at Domenech.

"Actually, we are the same as Italy, we just have to go forward, keep going, all the problems can be solved, the media are stupid, they will soon forget about Nikolai, forget about infighting, as long as we win."

Gurkuf and Lori thought about it, yes, that's the truth, but the question comes again, why do you tell us alone?

Domenech chuckled, "I've lost my authority in the team for the time being, and I don't think they even want to see me, let alone listen to me, so I need you two to convey what I mean." ”

The two understood that Domenech was letting himself convey this meaning and form public opinion in the team, which was indeed ingenious.

"But be careful with the method, and most importantly don't say I mean it."

After saying that, Domenech waved his hand, and the two left Domenech's room, Domenech knew that everything was temporary, as long as he won the Chinese team and advanced to the round of 16, he could win back control of the team.

At this time, Domenech no longer cared about the honor of French football, what he cared about was that he must not become the first coach in the history of the World Cup to be sacked because of the team's infighting, he picked up the "team newspaper" again, and looked at Li Guo's triumphant expression.

Then Domenech laughed suddenly, and he called his assistant, and ordered: "Send everyone a copy of the team newspaper, which is the one that Frank wants to interview Li Guo." ”

The assistant didn't know why, and Domenech didn't bother to explain, "Go ahead, I don't have time to explain to you." ”

The assistant nodded and left, and Domenech walked to the window, perhaps his last chance at this World Cup. (To be continued.) )