World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 55 The Impatient Zhu Guanghu

Which team was the winner of the Toulon Cup in the previous life in 98?

Zeng Zheng couldn't remember clearly.

Anyway, not the French team!
Who is the champion of this Toulon Cup?

With the whistle of the referee.

You will know after 80 minutes.

Zeng Zheng stood on the sidelines, folded his arms and looked at the players on the field, with a worried look on his face.

In this Toulon Cup, apart from using the system in the selection of starting players, Zeng Zheng relied on the players for most of the rest of the time.

Speaking of which, Jianlibao auditioned in 92, established a team in 93, stayed abroad for 5 years, and returned in 98.

He has poured his heart and soul into this team.

But now, a fact that he has to face is.

This Toulon Cup final might be Jianlibao's curtain call.

So Zeng Zheng kept quiet after arranging the starting players.

Even the mobilization before the final was done by Zhu Guanghu and others.

Facing the final, everyone was very excited.

Most of the players are in the state of the arrow.

For such a team, Zeng Zhengneng's command is really limited.

The last game.

The ugly daughter-in-law finally wants to see her parents.

It's a mule or a horse, let them go for a walk by themselves!

Whether he plays well or not can be regarded as an answer sheet he handed over to fans all over the country.

Since the Chinese team entered the final, CCTV specially sent people to Toulon one day in advance to purchase the broadcast qualification for the final.

In other words, today's game will be broadcast to thousands of households in China in real time through satellite signals delayed by a few seconds.

In Zhu Guanghu's words, if this game can be won, it will be the best gift for the youth team to the national team for the World Cup!
"Xiao Zeng, why don't you say anything for a long time? Is there something on your mind?"

The game lasted more than ten minutes.

Zeng Zheng was uncharacteristically.

Although he has been standing on the sidelines, he has not turned into "Mr. Passion" as before, commanding loudly on the spot.

When Zhu Guanghu and the others saw this, they also had no idea, and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask.

"The players are playing very well, why should I say anything?" Zeng Zheng asked curiously.

No news is good news.

Don't you understand this truth after living for so many years?
If I was yelling every minute and every second like commanding the national team, then it would be called the end of the calf!

"No, Xiao Zeng, you are really different from usual today, did you drink too much last night?"

Zeng Zheng glanced contemptuously at Zhu Guanghu beside him.

The titular head coach of Jianlibao is secretly wiping off sweat on his arm.

Don't look at how many of my skills have been exchanged through the system for so many years, but the ability to drink is definitely innate!
Even if he confronted the men from Inner Mongolia, Zeng Zheng could fight for three days and three nights.

It's a matter of minutes to drink a few Northeast people, and then switch to drink a few Shandong people.

So Zhu Guanghu's claim that Zeng Zheng drank too much alcohol is simply nonsense.

And the action of wiping his own sweat revealed his guilty conscience.

"Coach Zhu, haven't we completed the task assigned by Zhu Xie? Why are you so nervous?"

"Hey! Xiao Zeng! This is the final, shouldn't I be nervous as the head coach?"

Faced with Zeng Zheng's indifferent attitude, Zhu Guanghu felt a little bit resentful.

"Xiao Zeng, I didn't mean you."

"The commanding of the group stage was so energetic before, how come it's the finals, but they just sit on the sidelines?"

"Don't you want to win the championship?"

"Of course I want to, who doesn't want a champion!" Zeng Zheng replied with a smile.

"Since you want to win the championship, you can't just stand there doing nothing like you are now, can you?"

"Coach Zhu, what do you want from me? Let me go up and kick it too?"

"Hey, kid, what are you talking about? I mean that!" Zhu Guanghu showed a complaining expression, "No matter how anxious I am, I won't replace you!"

"Isn't that enough?" Zeng Zheng blinked, "Coach Zhu, why don't we just watch the players play quietly here?"

Seeing that he was no match for Zeng Zheng, Zhu Guanghu gritted his teeth and could only stand aside angrily.

In the 13th minute of the game, Jianlibao threw a throw-in.

Wang Wenhua threw the ball to Li Weifeng. Li Datou stuck the opponent's striker, stretched out his foot and kicked the ball back with the sole of his foot.

Seeing this, Wang Wenhua hurriedly blocked with his left foot and passed the ball to Li Tie who came from the middle to meet him.

Li Tie took the ball and turned around, looking for defender Ma Yongkang on the other side.

Just about to kick, the Argentine striker Guerrero rushed over, shoveling the ball to the ground.

Just as Guerrero got up and wanted to continue attacking, he heard the referee's whistle.

He patted his butt and slowly backed away.

"Li Tie turned around too slowly just now!" Zhu Guanghu complained.

"If he turned around faster, wouldn't the ball go away?"

"The ball just now was too dangerous!"

The danger he was talking about was not that Li Tie was in danger of losing his leg by Guerrero.

But if the ball is successfully intercepted by Guerrero, the gate guarded by Li Jian will be in danger.

Zhu Guanghu muttered a few words in succession, but Zeng Zheng on the side still folded his arms, as if watching the excitement.

After a while, Argentina fouled again in the frontcourt.

This time, the position was a little before the center line. After Li Weifeng set the ball up, Zhang Xiaorui, who was running towards him in the midfield, gave a push.

Argentina's No. 6 Samoel is closely behind Zhang Xiaorui.

The Boca titan seemed to have received some kind of instruction from the head coach before the game.

During the ten minutes after the start of the game, he has been closely following Zhang Xiaorui, keeping Zhang Xiaorui airtight.

There is an extra "follower" beside him, which makes Zhang Xiaorui extremely distressed.

In previous games, the opponent had used this tactic against him several times, but Zhang Xiaorui's ingenious running position and dexterous foot skills got rid of him and made fun of them.

But this time, Zhang Xiaorui suffered a lot.

"Follower" has been upgraded to "follower dragon".

Facing Boca's main defense, Zhang Xiaorui is really not the same in a short period of time.

Hearing the footsteps following behind him like a shadow, Zhang Xiaorui made a judgment in an instant.

I saw his shoulder turned to the right, as if he wanted to take a step back after meeting the ball.

But in the next second, he suddenly moved to the left, and accelerated to run in an arc.

Samoel didn't hesitate, and quickly adjusted his pace to follow.

But after following two steps, I found that I was still fooled!
Zhang Xiaorui, who was facing the ball, did not touch the ball.

Instead, let the ball continue to roll away from your feet naturally.

The fake shaking just now was actually trying to attract Samoel's attention.

Zhang Xiaorui's "leakage" pushed the competition to its first climax.

The current narrator also stood up and gradually raised his voice.

After Sui Dongliang got the ball, he grabbed the opponent's defender and made a horizontal pass, then turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

Li Jinyu, who followed, kicked directly 30 meters outside the penalty area, and in front of two Argentine defenders, kicked a powerful and heavy falling leaf cut.

【Ding! 】

[Li Jinyu comprehends passive skills: one shot]

[One shot LV1: Slightly improves the shooting percentage when the player first touches the ball]

yo?

It's the last game, and this kid actually comprehended a new passive skill?

Zeng Zheng's eyes lit up.

The finals are not over yet, but this trip to Toulon has yielded a harvest first.

I have been training Li Jinyu's ability to shoot with one kick for so many years.

Now that there is a system prompt, doesn't it mean that this guy has finally reached the "pass line" recognized by the system after so many years of training?

Looking inside at Li Jinyu's new skills, Zeng Zheng couldn't help grinning.

Seeing Argentine goalkeeper Albano pressing down with both palms and pressing Li Jinyu's powerful shot to the ground, Zhu Guanghu complained again.

"What kind of plane is this big feather?"

"Why did you ejaculate so early?"

"Can't you take out the ball first?"

"Maybe Ryoko ran out of a better space over there?!"

"Xiao Zeng, you too, didn't you see Dayu ejaculating again?"

"Why don't you tell him?"

Hearing his own name in a daze, Zeng Zheng quickly asked, "Coach Zhu, are you calling me?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng slip away, Zhu Guanghu's expression became even worse.

"Xiao Zeng, I just told you about Dayu!"

"Da Yu? What happened to O Yu?"

"What did you say?" Zhu Guanghu asked back.

Zeng Zheng scratched his head, recalling the scene just now in his mind.

"If you want to talk about Dayu, I feel that the commentary's Chinese is too bad. What 'tenderloin pig'! If Dayu didn't shoot this kick, I don't know that the foreigner is talking about him!"

(End of this chapter)