Looking at the scene of the fourteen club teams leaving in turn, Jiang Bisheng breathed a sigh and sighed: "They are finally gone...... Are pros busy? Don't want to rest during the season, you can fly all day and play football all day long - many examples tell us that once a player retires, he faces unemployment and all kinds of injuries, and he will probably have to be around with illness for the rest of his career......"

"Who did you listen to?" Lang Tao twitched, "Is this how the player touches the porcelain?" ”

"That's what it's written in novels." Jiang Bisheng shrugged irresponsibly.

Lang Tao smiled: "Then have you heard of it?" - Guo Dong told me that the reason why the club team came to the stadium with great dignity was because Guo Dong invited them to play against us...... I really feel sorry for him, and I don't know if he will go bankrupt or not. ”

Jiang Biqing's eyes widened, and he inhaled: "It is worthy of being a sponsor, and he has a lot of money!" ”

"That's not the point." Lang Tao rolled his eyes, "I mean, if we have sponsorship, we should go all out, even if we are really injured, it doesn't matter...... Guo Dong said that he would take care of us for the rest of our lives, and even if we were crippled and lying on the sickbed, he would keep us fed and clothed. ”

The eyelids of the players of the national youth team jumped in unison, and they complained: "Don't say it so scary! We are playing football, not engaging in terrorist acts, and there is no return! ……”

"Ahaha~" Lang Tao laughed, "Anyway, we have to work hard - tomorrow it is said that the England World Youth Team will come to play the first friendly match with us, do you want to win?" ”

The players of the national youth team looked at each other, and no one squeaked.

Lang Tao touched his chin and criticized: "You are so unambitious, don't you yearn to win?" - It's a shame that we have been abused to death by professional players in the past few days...... No matter how strong the England World Youth Team is, they are less than half of the professional players based on their combined age, and we still have to be afraid of them?! ”

- It's not the same thing at all!

The players of the national youth team are full of black lines: football, football, although ancient football originated in this country, modern football originated in England! Captain, please be serious, don't call a strong enemy a cat or a dog, say win if you win, okay!

As if seeing through the hearts of the players of the national youth team, Lang Tao waved his hand and said: "The most championships won in the previous World Youth Cup are not England, but Argentina, followed by Brazil, the kingdom of football!" England have only won once, so what are you afraid of? - We have to be self-motivated, and the champion of this World Youth Cup will be our national youth team! ”

The players of the national youth team looked at Lang Tao blankly, and saw Lang Tao standing on the side of the street, waved his fist incomparably, and raised his voice: "Come ~ roar with me: 'The champion of this World Youth Cup will be our national youth team'!" ”

National Youth Team Players: "......"

- Fortunately, "Mengxun" is located in the middle of nowhere, so you don't have to worry about Lang Tao's stupid appearance being caught by reporters!

…… In fact, what the players of the national youth team don't know is that for the sake of their national youth team, Coach Meng deliberately adopted a sealed special training, and strictly forbade reporters to come to the training stadium, so as not to cause burden and pressure on this group of national youth team players.

In the absence of external interference, the players of the national youth team had no idea that several sports magazines outside were about to go crazy: reporters from several sports magazines righteously scolded Coach Meng for being self-righteous and predicted in a pessimistic tone that the national youth team would never go far in this World Youth Cup.

Wu Zejun and Jiang Wusheng exchanged each other's glances, each took Langtao's arm, and dragged them to "Mengxun" without saying a word: It's too embarrassing, it's too embarrassing, hurry up and drag it away!

Lang Tao struggled, still shouting vigorously: "Hey? Feed? You haven't shouted yet? What to run? ……”

The players of the national youth team quickly drilled back to the "Mengxun" court, and when they couldn't see the door of "Mengxun", they dropped the sentence "Rectify and rest, prepare for tomorrow", and then cleverly dispersed.

Dragged back to the Mengxun Stadium, Wu Zejun and Jiang Wusheng let go of their hands and glared at Lang Tao expressionlessly.

Lang Tao felt that they were angry.

Patting the non-existent dust on his body, Lang Tao blinked and said, "To have a goal, I think I'm right." ”

"You're right, it's our mistake." Wu Zejun touched Lang Tao's head, "Leave your goal for tomorrow, victory is not something that can be decided with just one mouth...... Come on, it's up to you tomorrow, I'm optimistic about you. ”

With a look, Wu Zejun and Jiang Wusheng strode away.

Leaving Langtao alone sighed: Tsundere teammates~

Nothing was said all night.

The next day –

The sun was shining, the clock pointed to eight o'clock, and the Mengxun Stadium gathered the players of the national youth team early. Everyone stretched out their arms and pressed their legs, doing simple warm-up exercises, waiting for the arrival of their opponents.

"Anyway, the other party is a foreigner, how can you communicate with us?" Lang Tao asked curiously while bouncing the ball, "Whose English is good?" - Translate for us? ”

Zhao Jiayun replied while practicing playing football: "I think I can get along with my English, but I don't want to be a translator - there should be a special translator, right?" ”

Sure enough, after half past eight, another man in a suit, in his thirties, claimed to be a translator, proficient in many Chinese, surnamed Qin, and a part-time referee - Referee Qin introduced himself: "Hello national football players, I will be responsible for your next match with foreign world youth teams!" ”

The players of the national youth team exclaimed and asked, "Mr. Qin, what Chinese do you speak?" ”

"English, Russian, Japanese, Portuguese, German and Chinese." Referee Qin replied calmly.

"Hahahaha~" The players of the national youth team were amused when they heard him classify "Chinese" as well.

- If you want to speak Chinese, they can do it too?

"Don't underestimate the Chinese language, at least it's the most spoken language in the world." Referee Qin explained good-naturedly.

"English is still the most popular language in the world!" Jiang Biqing said a lot.

Jiang Wusheng reslapped Jiang Biqing's head, causing Jiang Biqing to scream "ouch".

Jiang Biyun rubbed Jiang Biqing's head and whispered, "It's bad luck to make you make trouble, right?" ”

Jiang Biqing looked at Jiang Biyun aggrievedly and warmed up in a muffled voice.

After another moment, Coach Meng came over, clapped his hands, and announced: "I announce the list of players who started the national youth team this time: right forward Wu Zejun, left forward Jiang Wusheng, shadow striker Jiang Bisheng, left forward Langtao, right forward Zhao Jiayun, free central defender Lin Qingyu, left back Cao Chun, central defender Li Jun, right back Duanmu Lu, scavenger Li Zhaoying, goalkeeper Xue Lin!" ”

After saying a word, there was a whisper around-

Lang Tao settled down, and sensitively noticed that Coach Meng attached great importance to this friendly match: Senior Xue has appeared, isn't it enough to pay attention to it? ——As long as Senior Xue guards the goal, the national youth team will not be easy to lose points!

Wu Zejun was stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic: Oh my God! He has his share in the starting list again - dare to love Isn't this the final list?! In this way, wait until the official opening of the World Youth Cup......

Jiang Wusheng glanced at Jiang Bisheng and grinned: Great! I can play football with Ah Sheng again!

Jiang Bisheng lowered his head, and suddenly felt subtle: This time, do I still want to be the shadow of the eldest brother?

Zhao Jiayun was quite depressed: Why didn't Xiao Wu play?

Lin Qingyu chuckled: It's good, but for someone, it's not good.

Cao Chun looked at Li Jun, Duanmu Lu and Xue Lin, and thought: The defense is very strong, and he is not afraid that the team will lose too badly.

Li Guang and Duanmu Lu looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding.

Li Zhaoying burst into tears in her heart and said with emotion: Coach Meng finally didn't let me be a goalkeeper!

Xue Lin silently recited: Absolutely no points! Absolutely no points lost! Absolutely no points lost! ……

"Captain~ Come on!" Wu Zhange suddenly spoke up and cheered up, "Don't lose!" ……”

Lin Qingyu choked for a moment and responded, "We must win." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Bisheng turned his head blankly, only to realize that Lin Qingyu was not calling him.

"In short, the eldest brother and the second brother have to be powerful!" Jiang Biyun patted his chest, "Although we have become substitutes this time, we will cheer you on!" ”

Coach Meng raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, you also have a chance." ”

"Really?!" The substitute players of the national youth team are surprised, "The foreign world youth team also has to play twice? ”

"Huh? Well......" Coach Meng responded vaguely, quickly murdering everyone, "Prepare for war, prepare for war." ”

The starters of the national youth team hurriedly jumped and ran to stretch their muscles.

It was almost half past nine, and a foreign team came steadily.

The players of the national youth team looked at each other, but saw the uniform white jersey of the foreign team, and the blue jersey number was embroidered on the chest of the jersey, which was fresh and dazzling at a glance.

And, that team is blue-eyed and blonde, all of them are athletic, young and active, and full of vitality.

The players of the national youth team couldn't help but look at themselves: the jersey is red, and the red is in a trance - there is no need to worry about the wrong pass or something when playing the ball.

'Hello, we're an English team.' The No. 10 player of the World Youth Team, led by him, stood in front of the players of the national youth team, stretched out his hand, and spoke a mouthful of English - Referee Qin's voice was synchronized and translated briskly.

"You're okay too." Lang Tao stepped forward and shook hands with the England World Youth Team No. 10 - which was still automatically translated into English by Referee Qin and said to the England World Youth Team No. 10.

The No. 10 of the England World Youth Team glanced at Referee Qin in surprise, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and said: "I was worried that you didn't bring a translator, and I thought about finding another translator, but now I don't need it." ”

"You are willing to save face and play football with the national youth team, how dare we not entertain well?" Coach Meng interjected, "It's not early, let's play?" - Or let you rest and ......? ”

"No need." England's World Youth No. 9 spoke first, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "It's only this little distance, we have already rested enough." ”

The players of the national youth team intuitively felt that the No. 9 of the England World Youth Team was contemptuous, and their hearts were unhappy, and they urged Lang Tao to respond to the game with their eyes, so as to teach the England World Youth Team to impress them -

Lang Tao said: "Then give me a lot of advice!" ”

Under the translation of Referee Qin, the two sides successfully completed the handover and began to play football.

It is still the national youth team that starts the game.

Wu Zejun, the right forward of the national youth team, held the ball and took the lead in attacking.

Seeing Wu Zejun running wildly, the No. 9 of the England World Youth Team also ran towards Wu Zejun-

England's football focuses on ball skills: the No. 9 of the England World Youth Team ran in front of Wu Zejun, stretched out his hands, and blocked Wu Zejun's way; Wu Zejun gritted his teeth, desperately broke through, and approached the No. 9 of the England World Youth Team, and the No. 9 of the England World Youth Team stretched out a kick and came to tackle the ball.

"What are you competing with them? Don't you understand that your strength lies in acceleration? Throw people off with acceleration! "The football got out, Wu Zejun was quite clever, and decisively blocked the No. 9 of the England World Youth Team, not allowing him to bypass himself to catch the ball - therefore, the football rolled and rolled, rolling to the feet of Jiang Bisheng, the shadow of the national youth team! Jiang Bisheng kicked vigorously, made a long pass, and the left forward Jiang Wusheng, who ran with a long pass!

After Jiang Wusheng received the ball, he just ran to the penalty line of the England World Youth Team - at the same moment, the defenders of the England World Youth Team flew to tackle the ball, and Jiang Bisheng was tackled before he could make a move!

The soccer ball flies and flies into the distance –

"It's not over yet!" The left forward of the national youth team lurked, accurately predicting the trajectory of the football movement, and preparing to catch it -

With a touch of his feet, Lang Tao dribbled and rushed towards the penalty area of the England World Youth Team!

The England World Youth defenders quickly stood up and ran towards Langtao.

Unable to run into the penalty area of the England World Youth Team, he almost didn't think about it anymore, Lang Tao volleyed fiercely, and a long-range shot was freshly released!

The ball crossed a sharp arc and went straight to the right goal of England's World Youth team!

But it's not a dead end on the right!

The No. 1 goalkeeper of the England World Youth Team adjusted his posture, jumped hard, caught the ball with both hands!

Jiang Bisheng sighed: "It's a pity...... You won't get any closer, and it's never too late to shoot, right? ”

Jiang Wusheng said suspiciously: "Why don't you kick the dead corner?" - Corner kick must be scored! ”

Lang Tao was cheeky and said shamefully: "It's my fault...... I just want to teach them a lesson and make them look down on people less! "-Too far to kick a dead corner!

Relying on the fact that the England World Youth Team could not understand Chinese and the referee would not translate this to the England World Youth Team, Lang Tao expressed his unhappiness with a big grin: What if England is the origin of modern football? It's not the same as their national football team, the position is so embarrassing!

is obviously the first country to play football, but it is overtaken by other countries - this kind of country is just 50 steps and 100 steps, what qualifications do you have to underestimate others?

Those who have a sense of superiority really want it!

Coming back to his senses, the No. 10 of the England World Youth Team covered his heart and felt a hint of shock: when the national youth team shot just now, he almost thought they were going to score...... Thankfully, thankfully, ......!

After glancing at his teammates, England's World Youth No.10 warned: "Don't underestimate each other. ”

The England World Youth Team knew that they were wrong, restrained their contempt, and took this friendly game seriously.

I heard that Chinese football has always been a foot-stopping, but now it seems that it is not ...... correct?

Lang Tao never thought that his long-range shot would correct the attitude of the England world youth team.