Earlier, Yang Cheng had heard that after the World Cup inspection team ended its inspection of São Paulo, it raised some questions, and Brazil's defense minister also admitted that one of the biggest problems was that São Paulo's airports could not meet the needs of the World Cup, especially in terms of manpower and service, which could not make people feel satisfied.

Later in 2012, Brazil began to push the ownership and operation rights of the airport to the market, auctioned, sold three airports, including Sao Paulo International Airport, and after making over 10 billion US dollars, it began to use private capital to complete the expansion and renovation of the airport, but the progress still seemed not so satisfactory.

The last time Yang Cheng arrived in Sao Paulo, there were only a few people in a group, but this time dozens of people arrived at Sao Paulo International Airport on a special plane. However, the German team suffered a lot about the security check and waited for more than an hour at the airport to get it done.

"I remember the last time I saw it in a magazine, I heard that the Brazilian Sao Paulo International Airport is second only to the French Charles de Gaulle Airport. The latter was also complained and hated by passengers around the world because of frequent security equipment failures."

After finally getting on the bus, the players also dispelled the depression in the airport waiting hall and began to joke about Sao Paulo International Airport in Brazil, thinking that this airport is indeed a bit sorry for the name of Brazil's largest airport.

The people on the entire bus immediately started to say something, and I said one by one, some said they were forced to take off their shoes at the Madrid Airport. Some said they had encountered some embarrassing things at the airport somewhere. Unexpectedly, their experiences were really rich, and they talked endlessly all the way and were very lively.

"Okay, handsome guys!" Yang Cheng interrupted them after they were excited about the discussion, "I've delayed it here for a while now. I guess I can't do it if I want to train. I'll take your vacation today, but don't go out tonight, so I'll leave it in the hotel. It's not peaceful tonight here!"

The players nodded nonstop after hearing this.

"I went to the Internet a few days ago and found that the crime rate in Sao Paulo is not low. The number of deaths in violent crimes per 100,000 people is 12, and there are more people in Rio de Janeiro. It reaches 34. Oh my god, how many crimes do you have to do?"

"Not to say, this is the result of Sao Paulo's vigorous improvement of public security in recent years for the Federation Cup and the World Cup. If it were in the past, I'm afraid there would be more than this number!"

"Haha, so. Don't go out tonight, otherwise, be careful not to come back!"

"I heard that the West and South are safer. There are rich and middle-class areas, which are safer. The Molombe Hilton Hotel we want to stay in is in this area, but it is better to reduce the number of outings!"

While talking and laughing, a group of people came under a very high steel cable bridge.

"Look, that's Olivier Bridge, one of the most famous attractions in St. Paul!" Gotze paid attention to the front from afar. As soon as he saw the bridge, he immediately shouted and asked all his teammates to go and take a look.

The most unique thing about this bridge is that it is composed of two x-shaped bridge decks and x-shaped crane towers. However, from what Yang Cheng and others are driving on the bridge decks, they can see only x-shaped crane towers.

"Stop looking, when we enter the hotel and overlook the bridge from mid-air, it will be even more spectacular!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

He had previously stayed at the Hilton Hotel in St. Paul. From the 27th floor, he could overlook the entire bridge from the room. The distance was very close, so he could truly feel the spectacular and uniqueness of the Olivier Bridge.

This time, the German team entered the Hilton Hotel and directly booked the three floors of the hotel, namely 25, 26, and 27. There were no people on the 28th floor, so the German team was on the highest floor, which also ensured that the team was not disturbed by the outside world in Sao Paulo.

After a group of people took a bend from the X-shaped deck of the Olivier Bridge, they entered the Hilton Hotel across the river.

The hotel has already received news. As soon as the German team's bus arrived, the staff immediately arranged to greet them, and took the bus and welcomed them into the lobby.

The national team staff had already completed check-in procedures for the German team. As soon as they arrived, they began to get the number card in the room and returned to the room to prepare for rest. After all, they had just experienced such a long-distance flight, and they were really in trouble, and they were all ready to go to the room and enjoy the Olivier Bridge.

"Unfortunate!" Bielhof walked over as soon as he saw Yang Cheng, smiling bitterly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Cheng felt that this guy with his eyebrows frowned in an interesting way, but strange.

Bielhof and Yang Cheng walked and said, "Guess who is living downstairs in our house?"

"Who?" After Yang Cheng walked into the elevator, he pressed the 27th floor. He lived on the top floor.

"Japan national team!" said Bierkhof.

According to the schedule, the first match of the German team's Federation Cup is Japan, Brazil and Mexico play in Brasilia, while Germany and Japan play in Rio de Janeiro. So what I didn't expect was that both teams actually chose to arrange their residences in Sao Paulo, and they both checked in the Hilton Hotel.

"That's good, at least it proves that we will step on Japan tightly!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

For Japan, although this national team has defeated France in the warm-up match, Yang Cheng feels that this does not mean any problem at all, because even the French team dares to lose, so what else can they not dare?

Bielhoff is not as optimistic as Yang Cheng. At least Japan has performed well after the new head coach Zacheroni came on stage. He won the Asian Cup and his results have always remained stable.

Just as they were chatting, they saw the elevator stopping in the middle. As soon as the door opened, they saw two people standing outside.

By chance, we all know each other!

"Ha, Mr. Yang Cheng!" It turned out to be an old enemy, Zacheroni, who once coached AC Milan.

"Hello, Alberto!" Yang Cheng also shook hands politely with Zacheroni who walked in with a smile.

Standing next to Zacheroni, with the same expression as his dead father, wasn't it Sakiha Masaya who was fired by Yang Cheng? Unexpectedly, he couldn't make it in Europe now and ran back to the Japanese national team to serve as Zacheroni's assistant.

Yang Cheng glanced at Sakiha Masaya, and then he never looked at him again. He smiled at Zachelloni, "I really didn't expect to see you here, Alberto, we haven't seen you for many years!"

Zacheroni was a little embarrassed when things happened back then. During his time in charge of AC Milan, he suffered a lot of losses from Yang Cheng. And then Bielhov was not his player, and the three of them got together. There were more topics to talk about. In the end, he simply stopped halfway through and found a place to have coffee and chat.

The place they chose was just facing the Olivier Bridge. The entire curtain wall could see it, and the entire Olivier Bridge was just enough to see the entire Olivier Bridge. The view and scenery were really beautiful. The atmosphere was naturally good in such a background.

Back then, Yang Cheng represented Inter Milan, and Zacheroni represented AC Milan. The two sides had a lot of competition, and they fought to the death. But now, so many years have passed, and everyone's mood is different after a different environment. After all, Yang Cheng is now the number one coach in football, while Zacheroni is a little bit of a sign of getting back and forth.

Bierkhov was not only a player who led the team in Zacheroni in the past, but also the leader of the German team today, so the three of them could easily start chatting. On the contrary, Masaya Sakiha, everyone knows the grudges between him and Yang Cheng. After the German team won the European Cup last year, he was slapped hard in the face, and now he is left aside. He is not going to leave or stay, and he is fidgeting, as if his butt is sitting on the tip of the needle, which is very interesting.

"The first match in the group is against Germany, this game is not easy to play!" Zacheroni knew Yang Cheng's strength very well. He went to the European Cup on the spot and felt that the German team led by Yang Cheng was getting better and better.

Yang Chengzhan smiled, "Alberto, your team is not simple either. I am still thinking about how to play, and there is no solution yet."

This sentence was neither intentionally concealed nor malicious, but for some reason, Sakiha Masaya seemed to have some objections when he heard it, especially when he saw Yang Cheng's smiling expression, he felt very upset and snorted coldly.

"Mr. Sakika, do you have a toothache?" Yang Cheng turned his head and looked at this guy who was just showing off his presence. He thought to himself, I'm not going to find you anymore, you're even here to provoke me!

"It's not your business if my teeth hurt. But I just want to tell you that we will win this game!" Sakika Masaya was not tall, but her tone was wide, especially the momentum of her speaking.

Bierkov was unhappy when he heard this. When he worked together before, he felt that this Japanese man had some skills, but he didn't talk much and had no deep contact. Until later, he directly caused trouble for Yang Cheng through himself, which made him really see this person clearly. But what he didn't expect was that he would say such things now and even give a challenge book in person!

But just as Bierkhov was about to speak, Yang Cheng took the lead with a sneer, "Are you so confident?"

"Yes!" Sakika Masaya said.

Yang Cheng smiled, "People who don't know think you are the head coach of the Japanese national team!"

This sentence made Masaya Sakiha feel trembling in his heart. He looked at Zacheroni again. As expected, the Italian expression was unhappy. After all, he had such an opportunity to have a good conversation with Yang Cheng as a friend. What kind of trouble does this Japanese cause? It is also a transgressive representative that he gave a letter of war to Yang Cheng?

"Interesting, interesting. I heard people say that you have a skill in physical training, but you can't tell that you have a skill in tactics and can still predict the future.

Why not do this? I will give you a chance, but if you lose, how do you calculate?"

Sakika Masaya looked at Zacheroni and knew in her heart that she had annoyed the national team head coach. It was all because she couldn't help but snorted just now, interrupting their interest in communication, but now it's a difficult time, "What do you think?"

Yang Cheng smiled, "Say something offensive. We have this identity here. I can't accept your challenge at all, but since you are not convinced, let's take a gamble. If I lose, I will admit in the newspaper that I lost to you and apologize to you. I believe you have been holding me like a mad dog, just to let go, right?"

Masaya Sakiha's thoughts were clearly understood by Yang Cheng, and he immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay, I agree, what if I lose?"

Yang Cheng thought for a while. "To be honest, you don't have much value to me. Why not do this? If you lose and my requirements are not high, I will write a sentence on your Japanese uniform jacket, and then you will put this jacket on me in every match of the Federation Cup, and you will go around the field for a week before and after the game begins. How about it?"

This is not a big deal for Saki Hana Masaya, but Yang Cheng made even greater efforts.

It seemed as if he was still worried that Sakika Masaya would retreat. Yang Cheng continued to say with a big sigh: "In this way, in order to avoid others saying that I bully the small by the big, I will let you tie the game and think I lose!"

This really forced Masaya Sakiha to the dead end. Under the gaze of Bielhof and Zacheroni, if he didn't dare to agree and recognized this grandson, then don't expect to look up and be a human being in the future.

"Okay, I promise you!" Sakika Masaya nodded.

Yang Cheng laughed, "Don't worry, I will prepare the pen during the game!"

Afterwards, he looked at Zacheroni, "Alberto, I'll leave first. If you have the chance, let's talk about the past well!"

Zacheroni also stood up, nodded constantly and agreed, and sent Yang Cheng away.

As soon as he walked out of the coffee house, Bielhof shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Why do you have to bet seriously with that kind of person?"

This gambling is not good for Yang Cheng. If he loses, he will lose a lot. He will apologize in the newspaper, but he will win? It's just a sentence on someone's clothes. What can he do?

"I don't think so. I treat this as an extra spoil and take it easy!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

But the next day, he didn't say that at the team's mobilization meeting.

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"I met Sakiha Masaya yesterday while drinking coffee. Should you remember who it is?"

When Yang Cheng said this, the conference room of the São Paulo Cotia base suddenly became a noisy. Some people who knew were explaining to people they didn't know what happened to Sakika Masaya and the national team.

"That little Japanese challenged me in the face of me and gave a letter of war and said that he would definitely kill us. I was so angry that I bet with him!" Yang Cheng said with a serious face.

This expression made Bielhof, who was watching the side, feel that why it seems to be more serious than the sky falling? It is completely different from yesterday's relaxed expression. This guy has learned to change his face?

"If I lose, I will apologize to him in the newspaper. I have been in coaching for 18 years and have never recognized others badly. If this time, we lose to Japan in the first game of the group, then I will be completely disappointed!" Yang Cheng deliberately said it more seriously.

In fact, he can speak better by then, for example, if he actively admits that the team is not as good as others, and if he says that Masaya Saki Hana has excellent physical training and is not as good as him, then it will not be embarrassing to say it, but instead has a strong attitude. But now he is deliberately speaking seriously, making this group of players who don’t know the truth think that losing the game will make the head coach lose his face.

Who is Yang Cheng?

In today's German football world, Yang Cheng is a god-like figure. Who can allow him to be ridiculed like this?

It must be said that if it weren't for the high prestige and influence within the team and the maintenance of so many people, Yang Cheng wouldn't dare to use this method of motivating the team, but he also learned this trick from Ferguson.

"Boss, don't worry, we will help you kill him!" Schweiingsteiger stood up and said with anger.

"Yes, we will help you kill that little Japanese!"

"They're so exhausted!"

"It's better to win them to make them feel ashamed and commit suicide by cesarean section!"

"Hey hey, the Japanese are no longer popular with the Bushido spirit!"

The conference room suddenly became noisy again.

Yang Cheng clapped his hands heavily, calming everyone down again.

"Guys, what I want you to remember is not just Japan!" Yang Cheng looked extremely serious and said very hard, "What I want you to remember is Spain and other teams!"

"Do you know? After we defeated Spain and won the European Cup, many people suspected that our European Cup was a coincidence and stolen. They were stealing when Spain was in poor condition and performed poorly. Countless people thought that we were lucky, and I was very unhappy about this!"

"But they are right. In the past, we have lost three consecutive games to Spain in three consecutive competitions, two of which were the World Cup and European Cup finals. We only won once. If we look at the score of the football match, we only recovered 1 goal when we were 3 goals behind. The score was still 1:3, and we were still behind!"

"If we lose again this time, it will prove that everyone's sarcasm and sarcasm, prove that we are indeed inferior to Spain, and prove that our European Cup was a lucky draw, not by strength!"

"I hope that in this Federation Cup, you can prove yourself with one game and one victory after another, and tell everyone that we deserve the European Cup, and we are not losing to Spain. If we can defeat them once, we will have enough strength and confidence to defeat them the second time!"

"I have confidence, do you guys?"

"Yes!" the players shouted in unison.

Yang Cheng, Bielhof, Barak and others looked at each other, and they all understood in their hearts that the morale is available now!
Chapter completed!