World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 12 Rebellion
More than an hour has passed, and there are all kinds of beings in the conference room.

Some international footballers scratched their heads and almost collapsed; some wrote furiously, racing against time;

The big-faced player crossed his arms and dismissed the replay of the video;
The clever ones tilted their necks to the side of the Jianlibao team members, taking the opportunity to take a sneak peek.

At the door of the meeting room, Chen Gu and the two couldn't help but marvel at such a theoretical class.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, is this how you train in Brazil?"

"That's right!" Zeng Zheng nodded.

Back then, in order to get Zhu Guanghu to agree to do this, he did not hesitate to deliberately mistranslate the foreign teacher's words to Lao Zhu.

As a result, Zhu Guanghu still thinks that this is the advanced training rhythm of the Brazilians.

"Just watching the video of the game can have any effect! At the critical moment, you have to see the truth on the court!" Chen Xirong curled his lips aside.

"Then Coach Chen, why don't you try to see if you can find five problems?" Zeng Zheng chuckled.

"If you want me to say that you don't need to look for players, what am I looking for as a coach?"

"A coach who can't even find 5 questions, don't want to join my coaching staff in the future." Zeng Zheng blinked.

"Return to the coaching staff? It's not certain how long you can stay in this position!" Chen Xirong obviously knew something inside.

Gu Mingchang saw that the two were about to choke again, so he quickly smoothed things over.
"Coach Xiao Zeng has a certain reason for doing this! As the saying goes, if you learn without thinking, you will die, and if you think without learning, you will perish. This theoretical class is also indispensable!"

Looking at the time, the broadcast game has also entered overtime.

Zeng Zheng did not continue to argue with Chen Xirong on the issue of the coaching staff, but pointed to several international players in the room.

"Coach Chen, Coach Gu. Let's make an agreement in advance, those few people, I will definitely not let them play in the next game!"

"Why?" After seeing Zeng Zheng's target person, Gu Mingchang was a little anxious.

There are several international players with good skills.

"It's nothing." Zeng Zheng spread his hands, "Those who give up the exam, do you think any university will admit them?"

"But, but there are special admissions every year!" Gu Mingchang also came to his wits right now.

"Special recruitment, why special recruitment? Is he a survivor of a martyr? Or did he give money?"

Before Gu Mingchang could speak, Zeng Zheng made a conclusion directly.

"Anyway, as long as I am still in this position, I will definitely not need those people in the next game!"

"After lunch, let them train if they want to, or go home if they don't want to."

"Don't we still have 11 substitutes? Show me the list, and I'll pick a few."

Chen Gu and the others look at me and I look at you, this is not something they can decide.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, if you don't think about it again, the game is about to start. It's not good for the game to replace a few players who haven't played before!"

"I'm still a coach I haven't coached before! Didn't Zhu Xie replace me?"

After Zeng Zheng finished speaking, he clapped his hands and walked into the meeting room.

Gu Mingchang sighed, "Hey, Coach Xiao Zeng thinks about it, so let's talk to the team leader first!"

"Okay, the game is over. Everybody stop, stop."

Hearing Zeng Zheng's applause, Sun Li and the others immediately stopped writing.

"Li Tie, please collect the paper."

Li Tie stood up with a cabbage head on his head, and began to take the paper away from the international footballer.

Seeing Li Tie's meticulous appearance, several international players couldn't help whispering.

"Fuck, you still look good. Why, do you really take this as an exam?"

"Take a test! I survived the 12-minute run, who cares about him?"

"Tsk tsk, you didn't move a single word, you might have to run around in circles later!"

"Run around? I'll run him NN legs! I won't run, let's see what he can do to me?"

After a while, Li Tie sent all 23 papers to Zeng Zheng.

Carefully identifying the ghostly symbols on it, Zeng Zheng read the names one by one.

"Who are the people whose names have not been called?"

Several old international players looked at each other and raised their hands impatiently.

"Didn't I say that you are not allowed to hand in blank papers? Why didn't you write it? Didn't you find out?"

Silent.

"Since you haven't found any, let's run around on the playground after the theory class. Li Tie, go to the side and count."

Cabbage head Li Tie nodded.

"Coach, I really don't understand, what's the use of looking at things?"

At this moment, an old international player asked lazily.

"Post-war summary, review the past and learn the new?"

"This game is over, what else is there to sum up?"

"Sum up the experience and lessons, adjust and correct, and try not to commit the same crime again in the next game."

"Then it's better to go directly to the field for training! What's the use of just watching this video?"

As soon as these words came out, Leader Fan not far away immediately frowned and scolded in a low voice.

"Old He, I've said it!"

Coach Xiao Zeng answered your questions patiently for you twice in a row, and you still have to make an inch of it. Isn't this just a lack of face?

However, Lao He, who was called, still had his mouth wide open, his hands behind his head, and he squinted and ignored him.

"He Pao, right?" Zeng Zheng nodded, "From now on, you can go home and rest."

"What?! What did you say?" The international footballer who was named jumped up from his chair.

He was a little dissatisfied when he was not allowed to play in the last game. Now that Zeng Zheng drove him away, how could he control his temper?
"Tell me again!"

"TMD, who do you think you are?"

"A young boy who came out of the backcountry, what right does he have to let me go?"

"If I don't rely on me to score so many goals, can I play until now?"

Seeing that He Pao was about to rush up to hit Zeng Zheng, several international players next to him immediately stood up and pulled him back.

Sun Jihai and the Four Little Swans also got up immediately and stood in front of Zeng Zheng.

"Since you have a problem with your ears, I'll say it again."

Standing behind the team members, Zeng Zheng said expressionlessly: "I say you, He Pao, will be expelled from the national team from now on."

"As long as I'm still in this position, you will never be hired!"

Zeng Zheng's words were full of domineering.

There was an instant silence in the small conference room.

"Fuck N ants!"

The expelled international footballer yelled, "Isn't it just leading the team to win a game?"

"What's so great about it?"

"XX, XX, how many of you just see him bluffing and running a dictatorship?"

The two international footballers whose names were called suddenly showed embarrassment, and secretly complained that the expelled man had a bad temper and had a big mouth.

"I'm going to put my words here today. If anyone feels that they are not suitable for my training plan, please bring it up early and pack up with him and get out!" Zeng Zheng was also very angry, and he yelled loudly.

"The national team is not a place to raise trash!"

"Hundreds of millions of fans outside are waiting to see us win. I must not ruin the whole pot of porridge because of your mouse shit."

"Who the fuck are you calling rat shit?"

Taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, He Pao broke free from the restraints of his teammates and rushed forward.

With his explosive power as a striker, he rushed to Zeng Zheng in the blink of an eye and raised his fist.

"stop!!!"

At this moment, Gu Mingchang who appeared at the door hurriedly shouted out.

Looking at the fist that was about to fall in a second, Gu Mingchang's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

"Nonsense!" Chen Xirong also reprimanded loudly.

"What are you doing?"

"Hit the coach?"

"Have you rebelled?"

No longer looking down on Zeng Zheng, Chen Xirong is also a member of the coaching staff.

"Give me back to your respective positions and do a good job!"

"Everyone, write an 8000-word check and hand it in tonight, not missing a single word!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Xirong glanced meaningfully at Zeng Zheng who was guarded by Jianlibao team members.

Then he said slowly: "Coach Zeng, Chairman Yuan sent someone here, and you need to come and receive him personally."

(End of this chapter)