World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 171 World Youth Championship Champion

".Do you know what death squads are?"

"You are the Death Squad."

"Usually, I don't care how you fish."

"Once you want to play a role, you must fight to the end!"

Every word Zeng Zheng explained was engraved in Li Yi's heart and repeated over and over again.

During the intermission, Li Yi was the player who knew Zeng Zheng's tactical plan the most.

He didn't know why the head coach entrusted such an important task to himself who had already run halftime.

But when he learned of Zeng Zheng's tactical plan, Li Yi also hesitated.

"Boss Zeng, I-I always feel that if we-we play like this, isn't it a bit of a loss? Isn't this too embarrassing?"

"Shame?" Zeng Zheng smiled slightly after hearing this, and stretched out his hand to rub Li Yi's head again and again, "Young man, do you want to play better? Or do you want to win the championship?"

"Of course I want to win the championship!"

"Then let me tell you, in front of the champion, face is worth nothing!"

Yes!

In front of the champion, what is face?
Li Yi nodded fiercely.

He vowed never to live up to the coach's expectations of himself.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.
One leg, two legs, three legs.
The scolding voices all over the sky turned into sharp arrows, piercing Li Yi's chest.

No one knows how many times Li Yi was kicked while protecting the ball, and no one knows how many words Li Yi was scolded while protecting the ball.

Every time he stood upright in front of the corner, Li Yi felt that he was a laughing stock in the eyes of fans all over the world, and he was a "master of cheating" among fans all over the world.

No matter where I go in the future, I will be pointed at by local children and said: "Look, that guy is the guy who cheated in the final of the World Youth Championship!"

But for the sake of the championship, Li Yi still clenched the corner flagpole in front of him, refusing to let go.

The time goes back to 1 minute before the end of the game.

When Shao Jiayi tried his best to fight for the header, Li Yi heard Zeng Zheng's shout.

"Run for me!!!"

At the same time, Li Yi stepped forward with lead-filled legs, gritted his teeth, and spent his last bit of physical energy on his two legs.

50 seconds before the end, Zeng Zheng's voice sounded again.

"Keep taking the ball to the corner!"

"Protect me!"

"Protect until the end of the game!"

So far, Li Yi has never received any signal from Zeng Zheng.

When he was once again forced by his opponent to turn around in front of the corner, Li Yi already understood that this was the last task assigned to him by the organization.

At this moment, Li Yi seemed to be transformed into a guerrilla army ordered by his superiors to go deep into the enemy's rear, or Voyager [-] exiled by scientists.

No supplies, no reinforcements, and no follow-up.

As long as you can last, that is how long.

Facing the enemy's double-teaming, what Li Yi can do is to grit his teeth and persevere.

After an unknown amount of time, the "punching and kicking" from behind stopped.

But Li Yi remained the same, clinging to his body and bending over.

Hold the corner flagpole tightly with one hand, support your knee with the other hand, and firmly protect the ball under the corner flagpole.

In his spirit, he was still surrounded by countless enemies at this moment, desperately persevering.

Looking at the enemy troops rushing up from all over the sky, Li Yi retreated while fighting.

He could clearly feel that vitality was passing from his body little by little.

But he had no choice but to keep going.

"come!"

"come!"

"Go on, go on!"

"I'm not afraid!"

"No one is afraid!"

Li Yi is like Jacky Cheng who played the general in "Mythology", facing countless enemy troops, shouting with the last bit of strength.

Then, he only felt his body soften.

Having lost all his energy, he fell to one side.

At the moment when he fell down, he seemed to see Zeng Zheng's face.

"Boss Zeng"

"sorry"

"I tried my best!"

Li Yi closed his eyes and fell into endless darkness.

puff!
No stiff bumps.

Li Yi only felt that he had fallen into a warm embrace.

Ok?
what happened?
I'm alive?

Li Yi opened his eyes and saw a face distorted with excitement.

"Wow ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

"Big D, we won, we won!!!"

"We are champions, champions!!!"

Ok? ? ?
Won?

champion? ?
Li Yi blinked.

Suddenly realized that he was still in the World Youth Championship.

Won?

When did you win?
"The game is over?"

"It's over, it's over!!!" Zheng Zhi, who was wearing work clothes, was so excited that he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Big D, okay, you're really forbidden to kick! The other side didn't even catch the kick!"

"I"

Li Yi wanted to say a few words.

But as soon as he exerted his strength, the bone-piercing pain from his two calves made him fall into Zheng Zhi's arms again.

"Fuck, be careful!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm a little unstable!" Li Yi blushed.

"It's okay, just let Boss Zeng spray you with medicine."

Zheng Zhi didn't make fun of Li Yi's weak legs.

Instead, he lifted one of Li Yi's arms and put it around his neck.

Supporting Li Yi who was limping, he walked slowly towards his bench.

Every time Li Yi was kicked while protecting the ball, the teammates on the bench could see it clearly.

If it weren't for Zhu Guanghu and others to stop them, these substitutes might have rushed into the field and started fighting with each other.

The sidelines are full of Chinese youth team staff celebrating the victory.

"Yo, isn't this big D?"

I don't know who shouted.

"Hey!"

"Everyone stop!"

"Look who's back?"

The team members who were celebrating stopped, turned their heads, and focused their eyes on Li Yi.

"Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this the big D who protects the ball?"

"Our hero who protects the ball is back!"

"Come on, hurry up, let's celebrate the great hero!"

Under the yelling of Zeng Zheng and others, all the team members quickly surrounded them.

Li Yi was lifted up in a hurry, and then thrown high into the air.

"1, 2, 3!"

"Yo!!!"

Li Yi, who was thrown into the sky, was thrown in all directions.

He kept turning his head, looking for the target in his mind.

at last.

He saw it.

He saw Zeng Zheng standing on the sidelines, smiling and waving to him.

It wasn't until this moment that Li Yi's tense body completely relaxed, allowing his teammates to catch his body, and then threw it high into the air again.

The fireworks of the champion dispel the haze and shine in the dark night sky.

The sky in Li Yi's heart also shone brightly.

After the celebration, the team members put Li Yi down, ran to the field and spread out, enjoying the joy of the championship.

The muscle soreness still made it difficult for Li Yi to take a step.

He just stood there, waiting for Zeng Zheng to walk in front of him.

"Okay!"

"Boy, good job!"

Zeng Zheng came to Li Yi and slapped him on the shoulder.

This slap was not light, Li Yi's feet were so soft that he almost didn't sit on the ground.

"In ancient times, there was evil who came alone to protect the master, but now Li Yi rides alone to protect the ball."

"tsk tsk"

Zeng Zheng didn't seem to notice Li Yi's embarrassment.

While patting Li Yi on the shoulder, he boasted to Zhu Guanghu beside him.

"Look, I'll accept this kid for use!"

Zhu Guanghu's face smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

He also gave a thumbs up, repeatedly praising Li Yi's bravery.

Just when Li Yi was about to be unable to withstand Zeng Zheng's slap, a vial was thrown from Zeng Zheng's other hand.

Li Yi subconsciously reached out to take it.

"Take it and spray it on your legs first, so you don't even get on the podium!"

Hearing this, Li Yi couldn't bear it anymore, two lines of hot tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Um!!!"

Li Yi sat on the ground, took off his sneakers and socks, and untied the bandages that had been specially wrapped several times during the intermission, revealing two bruised calves.

Zeng Zheng glanced at it from a distance, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing softly.

It can be said that the most impressive thing in the second half of the final was not Zhao Junzhe's combination of offense and defense, nor Harvey's smart surprise attack.

It was Li Yi who kept protecting the ball in the corner area.

According to statistics after the game, Li Yi spent (wasted) 8 minutes and 4 seconds in the process of protecting the ball in the corner area 47 times. On average, he spent more than half a minute each time protecting the ball.

Especially the last "counterattack" of the China Youth Team.

From Li Yi getting the ball in the midfield and striding forward, to being "forced" by the opponent step by step to the corner, and then to him protecting the ball with his back.

The whole process took 1 minute and 03 seconds until the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

Such an excellent functional player, I hope to meet a suitable buyer!
Zeng Zheng came to a cameraman, whispered a few words in English, and immediately came to Li Yi with the camera in his arms, pointed at his legs and zoomed in on the camera.

At the moment of winning the championship, Zeng Zheng still did not forget to promote his group of disciples everywhere.

On the other side, the players also finished exchanging their jerseys.

Liu Yunfei switched to Casey's, and Zhao Jun switched to Harvey's.

The jerseys of Marchena and Gabriel were also replaced by Xu Yunlong and Chen Licheng.

"Come, come, come to me!"

Under the organization of Zeng Zheng, the team members came to the main stand and stood in a row.

"Get up quickly!"

Seeing this, a fan in his 30s grabbed his son's neck.

The rest of Zeng Zheng's old fans also stood up immediately, and some even patted the dust on their bodies subconsciously.

When the team members stand neatly.

When Zeng Zheng gave the order, everyone bowed three times in a polite manner.

Thank the fans for bowing, bowing for winning, and bowing for winning.

At the same time, many fans in the stands raised their arms high and bowed in return.

Thanks to the China Youth Team, thanks to Coach Zeng, and thanks to all the China Youth Team members!

This time in Nigeria, we didn't come in vain! ! !

The camera of the robotic arm flashed across, and there were all kinds of human beings in the stands.

Although some fans were laughing, their tears couldn't stop flowing; some fans were crying loudly, but their gestures showed uncontrollable joy.

The old fan Rossi stood in the middle of the stands holding a banner.

He maintained this posture when standing in line for the China Youth Team.

Until now, he still hasn't moved a muscle.

After watching football for so many years, I finally saw that the national team has a championship.

I hadn't planned to come here.

But after hearing that the China Youth Team had reached the semi-finals, he was keen to organize his staff immediately, took a flight to Nigeria, and bought tickets for the finals.

Like other fans have said.

This time Nigeria, it’s really not in vain 1
Soon, the team members went back and forth.

Fans were surprised to find that most of these players were shirtless.

When doubting their purpose, Shao Jia swung his right arm and threw a ball of red cloth towards the stands.

The female fan on the opposite side of the stand subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Unfolding it, it turned out to be Shao Jiayi's spare autumn clothes.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

A soprano instantly exploded the audience.

In the next second, the other middle and young players also threw their jerseys into the stands with all their strength, just like ancient slingers.

The substitutes even threw two pieces directly. In the end, the dissatisfied fans clamored for the players to throw up their shorts, sneakers and even the vests inside.

"Xiao Zeng, is this okay? Don't forget that we have an award ceremony later."

Another meaning of Zhu Guanghu's words is that the money is all from bamboo shoes!

"It's okay, don't there be visiting team jerseys in the locker room?" Zeng Zheng was thoughtful, "Just wear the visiting team's jersey to receive the award."

"Oh! What kind of words does this sound like!" Zhu Guanghu's face was still displeased, "The red one is so festive! What kind of words does the white one look like?"

These days, national jerseys are all red and white.

Throwing all the red ones to the fans now, Zhu Guanghu always feels a little offended when he wears the white ones to accept the award.

"Oh, Coach Zhu, do you still believe this?" Zeng Zheng curled his lips, "If you want me to say that these two sets are not good-looking!"

"Huh? Then which one do you think looks better?"

"I think the set of the Asian Cup the year before last was pretty good!"

"The Asian Cup in 96?" Zhu Guanghu thought about it for a moment, then shook his head immediately, "Xiao Zeng, I really don't understand the aesthetics of a young man like you!"

To be honest, the jerseys in 96 were not so novel in style and rich in patterns.

It is the only blue uniform in the history of the red and white national football uniforms.

To be honest, Zeng Zheng really thinks that team uniform is very energetic!
During the discussion of aesthetics between Zeng Zheng and Zhu Guanghu, the team members also threw their heads.

Many people even took off their sneakers and socks and threw them to the fans.

Seeing that many players began to take off their pants, Zhu Guanghu hurriedly stopped them.

My God, what is it like to go on like this?
Naked convention?

Zeng Zheng laughed.

Under Zhu Guanghu's reprimand, the team members were called together.

Glancing at the nervous photographer next to him, Zeng Zheng surprised everyone for a second.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Coach Zeng!"

"Give me, give me!!!"

Looking at Zeng Zheng's balled-up coat, the fans in the stands were once again set off to a climax.

Zeng Zheng swung his right arm in a circle and slammed it into the stands.

wow~~~
There was a crowd in the stands.

The old man who grabbed it quickly put his shirt on his chest, and then lay down on the spot like lightning protection in an anti-Japanese movie.

The next second, the surrounding fans pressed on with a huff, trying to grab the T-shirt from the old man's arms.

Before Zhu Guanghu could say anything, Zeng Zheng raised his arms.

In front of everyone at the scene, he showed off his muscles like a bodybuilder.

Seeing this, the middle and young players next to him also showed themselves in style.

A good World Youth Championship final turned into a bodybuilding show.

"Xiao Zeng, this is you."

Before Zhu Guanghu could open his mouth to criticize, there was another scream from the stands.

"Shao Jiayi, Shao Jiayi, Shao Jiayi!"

"Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi, Zheng Zhi!"

"Li Yi, Li Yi, Li Yi!"

"Liu Yunfei, Liu Yunfei, Liu Yunfei!"

Looking at the rows of tendons, the female fans were excited.

Many of them didn't come to play football, or even to win the championship.

Because of friends or other reasons, they had to buy tickets to enter.

But now, this grand "naked man show" has whetted their appetite.

These are all [-]-year-old young men who are still unmarried!
Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this more exciting than watching 22 people fight for a broken ball?

Under the flickering light of the photographer, Zeng Zheng showed his disciples in front of the whole world for the last time.

Don't miss it when you pass by!
Look at this fleshy body, look at this streamlined body shape, look at this sweat full of hard work
These are all World Youth Champions!

Big clubs, do you really decide to just watch?

At the award ceremony, although Shao Jiayi did not score in the game, he still won the World Youth Championship Golden Boot with 6 goals.

The Ballon d'Or was awarded to Brazil's Ronaldinho.

Due to the performance of the Chinese youth team in the second half, the final fair play award was not touched, and was awarded to the fourth little day of this World Youth Championship.

People lose or lose, after all, the attitude of the game is still very correct.

When the players of the junior team stood on the podium, Blatter stepped forward, took the medals from Verapan, and put them on the necks of the junior players one by one.

After all, the Asian team won the championship, and Verapan, the secretary-general, made sense.

After shaking hands one by one, when the camera was focused on all the middle and young players raising placards, Verapan quietly came to Zeng Zheng's side.

"Zeng, good job."

Zeng Zheng was surprised when the Secretary-General of the AFC and himself spoke suddenly.

"Thank you Mr. Verapan for your compliment."

Verapan looked at the radiant Chinese youth team, and said to himself: "The Chinese team won the championship, but it has done a great favor to all our Asian teams!"

"Oh? How do you say that?"

"You should know that the AFC is now negotiating with FIFA for a World Cup spot, right?"

"If there is no accident, the 0.5 places in South America will definitely be assigned to us."

"If you work harder, you may even get 0.5 more!"

"All of this is brought about by the Chinese team winning the championship!"

Hearing this, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but said: "Mr. Verapan, in that case, do you think China can host the World Cup?"

"Of course!" Verapan's answer was not ambiguous. "With the current strength of the Chinese team and China's national strength, hosting a World Cup is not a problem at all!"

"That's great!"

Zeng Zheng was overjoyed when he heard the words.

In other words, can I complete my ultimate mission in my lifetime?
"Then I will trouble Mr. Verapan to operate more. I hope that the next time Asia hosts the World Cup, the venue can be set in China!"

"I'm fine here, but"

"But what?" Zeng Zheng asked hastily.

"But you Chinese bamboo shoes have to submit an application!" Verapan spread his hands, "You didn't even submit an application to hold the event. Could it be that FIFA is begging you to hold it?"

Zeng Zheng was also taken aback after hearing this.

Ok!

It really makes sense!

The hosting of the Olympic Games is on the agenda, and the hosting of the World Cup, the world's largest sports feast, how can it not be prepared decades in advance?

No!

After returning to China this time, Xu Fang must be reminded to submit the application.

Now is the right time to submit your application!
After the next World Cup in Japan and South Korea, apply for two or three times in a row.

It will take at most 20 years until the World Cup is next in Asia!

Only during this period, they will qualify for the World Cup finals once more, and hosting the World Cup at home is almost a certainty!

Zeng Zheng couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of completing the ultimate mission.

After the excitement, Zeng Zheng dragged Verapan again, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Mr. Verapan, you said that the next Asian Footballer will also consider us?"

"This" Verapan hesitated.

After all, this project is not up to him.

But Zeng Zheng didn't intend to let the other party go.

"Look, this World Youth Championship champion can't be selected as the Asian Footballer of the Year. Isn't he challenging FIFA?"

These words made Verapan speechless for a while.

Zeng Zheng struck while the iron was hot.

"Although we haven't prepared for the World Cup yet, as far as I know, the Asian Footballer is very active every year, right?"

Verapan rubbed his temples and shook his head.

"Zeng, let the bamboo shoes people talk to me about this!"

"Yes!" Zeng Zheng smiled, "You will see Mr. Zhang at the AFC meeting soon!"

Looking at the back of Verapan fleeing, Zeng Zheng curled his lips. He still has a lot of appeals that he has not mentioned!
This Chinese youth team won the World Youth Championship. If you, the AFC, don't express it well, what's the use of just writing the empty check?

When Zeng Zheng complained that Verapan was stingy, he suddenly felt that his legs were empty and his whole body was suspended in the air.

"Big guy, tell me, who is the biggest contributor to our victory this time?"

"Boss Zeng! Boss Zeng! Boss Zeng! Boss Zeng!!!"

The players shouted in unison.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Throw it for me!!!"

Under the countdown of the discussion, Zeng Zheng was thrown into the air by seven or eight young men.

At the same time, Zheng Zhi and Shao Jiayi in the front row jointly raised the championship trophy.

With the fireworks and gold foil on the scene, the scene of the China Youth Team winning the championship was completely frozen in the photo.

In the VIP stands, the long-haired woman in sunglasses wrinkled her nose and coughed several times.

She had a double lung infection when she was a child, and she still hasn't gotten used to the smell of gunpowder until now.

In the sky full of fireworks, she did not turn around.

Instead, he put his arms around his shoulders and stared intently at Zeng Zheng who was thrown into the air.

"Dengdengdeng!"

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, the girl in the sunglasses said indifferently without turning her head:
"Chamber, have you brought anything?"

How can the disheartened Qian Bo still look like a big mansion and official family at this time?
Not to mention the crooked tie, the suit on his body is also full of shoe prints.

The trousers were torn apart in several places, and even one of the leather shoes was missing.

Hearing the question from the girl in sunglasses, Qian Bo carefully took out a bunch of things from his arms, and handed them over.

The girl in sunglasses stretched out her hand and took it with a satisfied face.

When I opened it, it turned out to be the brown T-shirt that Zeng Zheng wore when he was coaching on the sidelines.

The temperature in Nigeria is so high, Zeng Zheng yelled for a whole round, and his T-shirt was already soaked in sweat.

Holding this rag-like T-shirt in her hand, the woman in sunglasses not only didn't dislike it, but covered her nose instead.

"Whoo~~~"

The girl in sunglasses took a deep breath.

"I feel better now!"

(End of this chapter)