World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 53 A foreign team has taken a fancy to you

"Beep!!!"

A whistle sounded.

Before Zeng Zheng could speak, all the Jianlibao players on the sidelines rushed onto the court like a swarm.

Li Jian in front of the door was overwhelmed by Jianlibao's army before he had time to get up.

The French players stood on the field blankly.

Looking at the Jianlibao players celebrating wildly, they seemed at a loss and didn't know what to do.

10 minutes ago, they were still discussing which nightclub they should go to after winning the game to enjoy life;

5 minutes ago, they were still preparing to give their opponent a good look with sullen faces;
1 minute ago, they were still praying nervously to God.

But now, voters from the East have relentlessly crushed their faith.

The God of the West cannot decide the fate of the Easterners after all.

Li Jian, who jumped to the left four times in a row, suddenly jumped in the opposite direction when he took the last penalty kick.

Blocked Saha's push from the end of the game.

The French team, who wanted to drag the penalty shootout into a life-and-death round just a second ago, just missed the Toulon Cup final.

Saha froze in place.

He couldn't accept what had happened in the last few minutes.

Obviously last year, the French team was the champion of the Toulon Cup.

This year's French team is also the host country of the World Cup, so it should continue to defend the championship.

Chinese team?
Who knows which team is the Chinese team that received the invitation again after 15 years?

But it was such an unknown team that knocked out the mighty host.

such a result.

Not only the players couldn't accept it, but even the fans on the sidelines were shocked.

"Dawson, am I not mistaken? Did the Chinese team really win?"

"That's right, I couldn't believe what I saw, but it just happened."

"What's going on? We've always had the advantage!"

"But this is football. It's not whoever has the upper hand is the winner. The winner is the one who has the last laugh. Obviously, the French team underestimated the enemy."

Dawson explained the biggest reason for the French team's defeat today.

The two leads did not take advantage of the victory to pursue another victory, but in the end the Chinese team seized the opportunity to complete the lore.

There are countless examples of this in the football world.

Even though there are countless vivid examples of the predecessors, there are still many latter who repeat the same mistakes without repentance.

DeVita turned around and left the court with a dark face after seeing Saha miss a point.

Ma Lan looked at her "little nephew" from a distance, thought for a while, and turned around to comfort her girlfriend first.

The Jianlibao team members lifted Li Jian high and threw him into the air.

Although the height is less than 1.8 meters, Li Jian is the most dazzling giant on the field at this time.

"Mr. Charles, I"

As soon as Zhu Guanghu reached out his hand, Charles, the coach of the French team, left the sidelines without looking back.

The head coach of Jianlibao who was left standing there shrugged.

Anyway, he didn't speak English very well, and the opposing head coach left the field in a hurry, so he didn't have to be polite to him.

According to the usual practice, Li Hui and Liu Zhicai organized the players to leave the field, Zhu Guanghu went to answer reporters' questions, and Zeng Zheng stayed on the sidelines to deal with scouts and second-hand dealers from all over the world.

There is no such thing as first come, first served when buying and selling players.

The one who handed over the business card first may be casting a net to catch fish, and meat and vegetables are not taboo;
The last ones to hand over their business cards are often some big teams, many of whom are wealthy.

At this point in the Toulon Cup competition, Jianlibao has secured a place in the final.

If you don't select players from the final team, can't you choose from the teams eliminated in the group stage?
So as soon as the game ended, these scouts who had inquired about the good news a long time ago surrounded Zeng Zheng in a swarm.

They wanted to talk to the players alone.

But Jianlibao kept his hands on it, and the language barrier was another big trouble.

In desperation, these people had no choice but to show their signs, hoping to get Zeng Zheng's "favor".

"Milan, Inter Milan, Lyon, Hamburg tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Looking at each gaudy business card, Zeng Zheng was also trying to identify it.

Like this guy handing over the words "Real Madrid xxxx scout".

Seeing his shabby attire, Zeng Zheng knew that he was not "authentic"!
This "xxxx" may not be an agency, just like the layers of subcontracting in China.

The job of scouting is also delegated layer by layer.

Regardless of the name of a big club, some people may be just a bum, who can't even enter the gate of the youth training camp!
So Zeng Zheng had no choice but to accept all these business cards, and then slowly screen them afterwards.

After receiving more than ten business cards, Zeng Zhengzheng was about to leave when he suddenly heard a familiar greeting.

"Zeng, long time no see."

Looking up, a foreigner with sly eyebrows and mouse eyes, who looked very much like Captain Jia of the underground transportation station, was standing in front of him.

It was none other than old "friend" Santos.

When he was in Brazil, this Portuguese was a player dealer, and he also had several experiences of playing the idea of ​​Jianlibao players.

Of course, with Jianlibao's "closed management", it's useless to anyone!
At the beginning, even Sao Paulo personally sent people down to recruit Jianlibao players to "work" in the second team, but nothing happened. The Portuguese, who had been buying, selling and opportunistic, naturally did not get any benefits from Jianlibao.

"Isn't this Santos! Where did you get rich recently?"

Zeng Zheng stepped forward in a friendly manner and briefly hugged the other party.

Although I don't like the opponent's behavior of often cheating the team members, but they are old acquaintances after all, and the surface face is decent.

"Zeng, what's the situation now? These Chinese players are free? Why don't you take care of your acquaintances if there is such a good thing?"

Santos looked familiar, stepped forward and put his arms around Zeng Zheng's neck.

These days Zeng Zheng has received so many business cards and phone calls, and with Santos' ability, it is not difficult to find out that Zeng Zheng is bargaining with some people.

After careful consideration, you can guess that these players have passed the "novice protection period".

"Sorry, these players still have no plans to go abroad. After they graduate, at least they have to play in China for a while."

"Don't be so dead! With so many players, there will always be someone who wants to go outside to see and see. When they want to leave, you can't stop him, can you?"

Before Zeng Zheng could speak, Santos continued.

"Zeng, but don't get me wrong. I'm not here to buy players from you this time."

"Oh? Then you are"

"Zeng, I came here for you!"

Seeing Santos' serious look, Zeng Zheng first pointed to his chest, and then couldn't help laughing.

"Don't talk about it! It's just me, it's okay to talk about theory! Although I'm not yet 30 years old, I dare say that even the fifth level of Brazil's league will not want me!"

"Zeng, what I want is your theory!" Santos said suddenly.

"What?"

"Zeng, don't you want to go abroad to be a coach?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng stunned, Santos had a smug expression on his face.

Which soccer player from a third world country like Zeng Zheng would not want to go out and see the world?

"There is a Serie A club that is very interested in you after reading your resume, and the Toulon Cup games have also proved your ability."

Speaking of which, Santos paused for a moment.

"At present, their team is very difficult to play in Serie A. The club chairman is planning to hire a young, energetic and cheap coach"

"stop!"

Zeng Zheng suddenly raised his hand and covered Santos' mouth.

"Sorry, I don't have the idea of ​​coaching abroad at the moment, thank you for your kindness!"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's answer, Santos' volume immediately rose an octave.

"Hey! Zeng, that's a Serie A team!"

(End of this chapter)