World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 1 Dalian Jinzhou does not believe in tears

"Student Qi - get out of class! Mr. Qi - get out of class!"

At Dalian Jinzhou People's Stadium, the stands were full of voices.

At least 90% of the fans at the scene had dull expressions and rigid bodies.

But every time Qatar attacked, they raised their arms and chanted this slogan in unison.

In the late autumn evening, the seaside city has also cooled down.

But many of the shouting crowd were still shirtless.

Xiaorong murmured: "Come on, Chinese team!"

"Today is 5 degrees higher than yesterday. It would be nice if it was colder."

Seeing this, the man from the Northeast whose eyes were already reddened couldn't help but persuaded Lao Rong, "Take the child and leave quickly."

On the east end of the stadium, on the electronic scoreboard of Nuoda University, a bright red "1:3" is displayed under the team names of China and Qatar.

When Qatar scored the third goal, there was a salute from the sidelines.

On the stands, the second half of the original banner "Chinese people are not afraid of death, but are they afraid of difficulties" was rolled up, which looked shocking from a distance.

The final whistle blows.

In the 81st minute, General Fan made a volley and returned a goal, giving everyone a glimpse of life.

However, Qi Kaisheng's on-the-spot command error made even up to 5 minutes of stoppage time useless.

Finally, the final whistle blew.

There was a moment of peace.

For a moment, thunderous and tragic applause and cheers erupted at the scene.

The Northeast men who packed the stadium burst into tears, but everyone stood up, waving their arms and shouting:
"Okay, good job! Good kick!"

"Bamboo shoes! You kick really well!!!"

The fans gritted their teeth.

The Qatar players below had already danced on the sidelines.

The fleeing players hid in the player tunnel early on, and no one dared to come out and bow.

The lights in the stadium began to go out. Under the order maintained by the military and police, the fans wiped their tears and left the stadium full of sadness through the one-way street where only exits and no entry were allowed.

"Sorrow!The Chinese team lost a key three-pointer, and the World Cup is completely hopeless! "

"Losing at home, who is responsible?" "

"Chinese football, when will I see you qualify? "

On November [-]st, the media reported overwhelmingly.

The most famous of these is a blog post titled "Golden State Doesn't Believe in Tears."

In this era when there are only more than 60 netizens, this article quickly resonated with fans.

In just one day, more than ten media across the country reprinted and published it.

After seeing it, the furious fans quickly dialed the office number of Zhuxie.

However, at this moment, Zhu Xie had already cut off the telephone line and closed the official website.

Hanging himself on an isolated island, completely cut off contact with the outside world.

Things fermented too fast and too quickly, and the coverage was so wide that people even talked about it in remote areas such as XJ and XZ.

Seeing that the gaffe was about to get out of control, Zhuxie convened the soldiers overnight after the game, encouraging them to withstand setbacks and strive to play the next two World Cup qualifiers in the best condition.

After the players were motivated, they rushed back to the Dongfang Building to rest, and the coaching staff and other staff were left behind.

After all the "insiders" were left, Yuan Heimin, who was still high-spirited just now, suddenly changed his face and looked at Qi Feisheng gloomyly.

"Da Qi, what do you think should be done?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Junsheng, the team leader at the side, immediately gave Qi Changsheng a wink.

Although at the post-match press conference, Qi Feisheng denied that he underestimated the enemy, but sitting here, he didn't have so many scenes to say.

"Chairman Yuan, this is my responsibility, I resign!"

Qi Fei was a bachelor by nature, so he expressed his opinion directly.

"Do you think resigning can settle everything?" Yuan Heimin snapped.

"Do you know how important this game is?"

"Why did I tell you before the game? You must win!"

"But what's the result? Look at what this is kicking!"

"The fans cheered for Qatar in the end. Is it because the fans don't support us?"

"I'm telling you, Da Qi, you don't have to say it yourself if you resign, you'll have to get out sooner or later!"

Yuan Hemin pointed at Qi Misheng's nose and sent out a lot of evil fire.

After venting, Yuan Hemin took a breath, and then returned to his usual calm.

"Old Wang, you said the next step, what should we do?"

"Of course it is to play the remaining two games well." Wang Junsheng said immediately, "At least let the fans see that we are fighting for honor!"

"Big Qi, what about you?" Yuan Hemin asked again.

"Anyway, there is no hope of qualifying. I think our first task is not to lose again! Only in this way can we explain something." After thinking for a while, Qi Huansheng said seriously.

"It's still Da Qi's thoughtful thinking." Yuan Hemin nodded, "Let's do it like this! Tell the players tomorrow, we can't lose the chain again!"

After finalizing the plan for the next two games, Yuan Heimin once again raised the question of the head coach.

Qi Misheng was still the first to raise his hand to speak, saying that he could resign and take the blame at any time.

The position of the head coach is not only to lead the team in training games, but also to be a buffer between the fans and the bamboo shoes.

With a little trouble, the resignation of the head coach can take away most of the hatred of the fans.

Before the start of the top ten competition, Qi Changsheng had already made mental preparations.

The people in the room had a relatively good relationship with Qi Chaosheng, and even though he was definitely going to be pushed onto the stage to attract firepower, these people were also considering whether Qi Chaosheng would still be useful in the future.

Judging from the expressions of everyone in the room, it was obvious that they still wanted to protect Qi from a miscarriage.

After all, after the professionalization of football, there are really few local coaches like Qi Disheng in China.

It would be a pity if Qi Changsheng was completely banned just because of one world preliminaries!
There is no way, there is a lack of coaches, and the national conditions are like this.

So the direction of consideration now is whether to change coaches like Qatar.

Supporters believe that the coaching change at this time can protect Qi Changsheng to the greatest extent, and let the newcomers bear the remaining firepower of the fans;

Opponents think that the fans are not stupid. At this time, the coaching change is likely to cause a collapse, and there is no way to explain it at that time.

Yuan Hemin rolled his eyes after hearing this, and then said slowly: "Since everyone insists on their opinions, let's vote with a show of hands!"

"Those who agree to a change of coaches, raise your hands!"

Swish swish! !

Of the 12 people in the room, five raised their hands.

"Chairman Yuan, it seems that we really shouldn't mess around."

Wang Junsheng, who hadn't raised his hand, was halfway through speaking when he saw Yuan Heimin's hand slowly raised.

Seeing that Yuan Hemin wanted to change himself, Qi Disheng didn't say much.

6 votes to 6 votes, it seems to be a tie.

But the result is clear to everyone.

The policy was set, and Wang Junsheng immediately adjusted the direction of his speech.

"Chairman Yuan, that candidate."

"Xiao Wang, the candidate is up to you! Tomorrow at the latest."

Yuan Hemin looked down at his watch: "Oh no, you must choose someone for me tonight!"

Wang Junsheng nodded, with a wry smile all over his face.

At this time, is there really anyone in China who is qualified, capable and obedient to come to this muddy water?
After the meeting, Wang Junsheng rubbed his temples and returned to his residence.

Thinking about it, it is estimated that none of the well-known coaches in China will answer the call.

In desperation, Wang Junsheng picked up the phone and dialed a series of familiar numbers.

After a few beeps, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Which one?"

"Old Xu, it's me!" Wang Junsheng said.

"Military student!" The other end of the phone sighed, "I watched the game, and the meeting is over now?"

"That's right!" Wang Junsheng said with a wry smile, "Chairman Yuan decided to change the coach temporarily, and let me find one. You said that the three-legged toad is easy to find, but why is it so difficult to choose the two-legged national team coach? ?”

"Change in coach?" Old Xu frowned.

He didn't ask why Qi Changsheng couldn't succeed, because it didn't share Wang Junsheng's distress.

"How about Xu and Bao?"

"Song Ri watched him closely, so he wouldn't let him come over!"

"What about the late guest?"

"Wanda won't let him take this muddy water!"

Old Xu talked about several veterans born in the 40s one after another, but they were rejected by Wang Junsheng one by one.

There is no other reason, he can't move these people!
Seeing that his gaffe was about to reach a stalemate, Old Xu suddenly raised his voice: "Mr. Jun, I have another candidate, but I am too young. I don't know if you are satisfied."

Wang Junsheng was also taken aback for a moment, before reacting again.

"You mean the guy who saved you from a heart attack?"

"That's right, it's him!"

"Uh, uh, he is indeed too young, but he has the ability, and he is not as obedient as those old fritters."

"Hey, we can't get out of the line anyway, why don't we give him a chance and let him hone his skills!" Old Xu's voice was full of earnestness.

"Old Xu, you are so kind to him, I suspect he is your illegitimate son!" Wang Junsheng gasped a few times, and then frowned.

"But no, he is not in the country now, so he may not be able to fly back!"

"That's simple. Let the team members go to Saudi Arabia a few days in advance? Then let them meet in Riyadh. Doesn't this save time?"

Wang Junsheng's eyes lit up after hearing this, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Okay, Old Xu, I will do as you say!"

(End of this chapter)