Before heading to South Africa, Germany played two warm-up matches, with opponents being Hungary and Bosnia and Herzegovina.

The opponent's strength is not very strong, obviously it is more based on practical considerations in practicing skills and tactics.

In both games, the German team easily won and showed good competitive state.

In fact, the physical fitness of German players is generally stronger than that of teams in other leagues.

The reason is also very simple. There are only 18 teams in the Bundesliga, and the league alone is 4 rounds less than other leagues.

English players are very tired, both in the FA Cup and the League Cup. The domestic Cup alone is almost tormenting them to death, and there is not even a winter break. After a season, Iron Man can't stand it.

After two warm-up matches, the German team flew to South Africa and officially started the South African World Cup journey.

"So South Africa is also very good!"

"There are so many white people!"

"I thought South Africa was a poor country in Africa!"

"At that time, I was wondering how South Africa had been held through the FIFA inspection!"

"I even thought there was something dark and scandal in it."

"Do you think it's interesting?"

......

After getting off the plane and taking the bus to the hotel, Muller kept whispering beside Ye Feng, and he couldn't stop his mouth.

"Besides football and Lisa, tell me what else is inside your head?" Ye Feng said angrily.

"I don't study physics well, can't you be gentler to me?" Muller pretended to be shy.

"Geography! Let me say it again, that's geography!" Ye Feng was going crazy. I really don't know how Lisa could tolerate such a slut.

You know, just now on the plane, Ye Feng fell asleep. Muller actually sprinkled a little water on Ye Feng's chest. When Ye Feng woke up, he told Ye Feng, "This is your saliva!"

It was so embarrassing that Ye Feng was so embarrassed.

If Cross hadn't secretly reported the news later, Ye Feng would have thought he had a stroke and had a crooked mouth.

"After a while, I will tell Mr. Heinx that I will definitely not be in the same room as you." Ye Feng hummed.

After hearing this, Mueller's expression lit up instantly.

"That's great. I'm really afraid that you will pounce on my bed at night!" Muller began to complain, "God knows what you have experienced in Schalke 04. I guess he was ruined by the unreliable guys from miners."

Then, there is nothing.

Muller was beaten up by four miners, Hervedes, Westman, Kuranyi and Neuer, and Lisa couldn't recognize him.

......

The final preparations were held in Durban, and Durban was also the first match for Germany to face Australia.

Before the World Cup officially started, Ye Feng was interviewed by German national TV at the base where the German team stayed.

The host is a beauty, but it is not the type that Ye Feng likes, so Ye Feng will never show the appearance of a pig like the guys who were interviewed before.

"I'm glad to be able to sit opposite you and interview you!" After the charming opening remark, the female host smiled and said to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, "Actually, I don't mind you sitting next to me for an interview!"

The female host was stunned and then smiled, "It seems that the rumors are indeed correct. You must be very feasting in a nightclub!"

Ye Feng laughed, "It is definitely possible. Although I haven't been to a nightclub once, if I have the chance to go, as you said, I must have had a good meal."

The smile on the female host's face disappeared halfway on the spot, and she had already started to curse.

You fucked it, you said you haven't been to a nightclub once?

Madan, do you mean that the one who goes to the nightclub is your twin brother or brother?

She has done so many programs and interviewed so many players. She thinks Ye Feng must be the most shameless one among them, and it is very likely that there is no such thing.

"That's a pity. If you have the chance, you can go to the nightclub to have a look!" The host said gritting her teeth.

"Oh, by the way, what questions do you want to ask me? I won't answer if it's too personal!" Ye Feng ignored whether the female host was happy or not.

The female host adjusted a little, and her outstanding professional qualities finally helped him recover.

"Mr. Ye Feng, what are your expectations for the German team's World Cup journey? Go to the quarterfinals? Go to the quarterfinals? Or finally win the Hercules Cup?"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes. This question was so idiotic.

If it is not why the champion, what are we doing?

Do you think our goal is to "scort a goal, score a point, and win a game"?

"We actually have no goals. We are participating in the competition with a learning attitude. As long as we can accumulate experience, even if the trip is worth it, it doesn't matter if it's the result!" Ye Feng had decided not to cooperate with the interview with the female host, so he started talking nonsense very formally.

"What? Are you kidding?" The female host never thought that Ye Feng would give such an answer, "They all said that your goal is the champion!"

"You all know that the goal is the champion, you still ask?" Ye Feng asked back in anger.

If the female host hadn't had a good professional quality, she would have gone wild on the spot.

"So, how many goals do you hope you can score in the World Cup? Do you have any ideas about the Golden Boots in the World Cup?" The female host calmed down and continued to ask questions.

Ye Feng is willing to answer this question, or even if the host doesn't ask a question, he will raise this topic.

"I won't think about scoring goals. The team's winning goal is my goal. It doesn't matter if I score a goal or not!" Ye Feng replied modestly and low-key.

The female host is really going to collapse.

At the beginning of the second half of last season, Ye Feng kept emphasizing that he did not compete for the Golden Boots and that he did not care about the Golden Boots. In the end, he was the Golden Boots, and there was no more verbal than him.

And now, Ye Feng actually used this routine again!

Wouldn't you change your tricks?

"Yes, you don't compete for the Golden Boots, and then the Golden Boots fall on your head by themselves, right?" The female host smiled very much.

Ye Feng scratched his head, but he didn't expect that his thoughts would be seen through, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But it doesn’t matter, just be stubborn and don’t admit it.

As for Ye Feng’s true thoughts, he is actually the only one who knows.

"Ma Dan, I have taken the Bundesliga Golden Boots, so why can't I take the World Cup Golden Boots?"

In the German tactical system, Ye Feng's long-range shot is a very important link. As long as Balaclis presses the impact force and flattenss the opponent's defense line, then Ye Feng's heavy artillery can be maximized, and goals will naturally come naturally.

What's more, the sharpest goal scored on weak teams is to score.

If you perform well, you may lock the Golden Boot in the group stage!
Chapter completed!