"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"Mao Jianqing,"

“Hao Junmin,”

“…”

As the last training session ended, Clauchen announced tomorrow's starting lineup on the spot.

...

"Feng Xiaoting,"

"Zeng Cheng."

There was almost no change in the starting lineup from the previous game.

He pronounced the names of ten people in one breath.

Another one has not been announced.

He hesitated for a moment, took a look at Zhao Xuri, and also looked at Huang Bowen.

"Huang Bowen."

Finally, he spit out Huang Bowen's name.

"Your only mission is to follow Messi tightly. Even if he runs back to Argentina, you have to follow him."

"I know!!!" Huang Bowen whistled.

After thinking about it, Clauchen finally handed over the most difficult task to Huang Bowen, not Zhao Xuri.

It’s not that Huang Bowen’s defensive ability is, but in fact, whether it is Huang Bowen or Zhao Xuri, his defensive ability is actually very average. The only thing Clauchen likes is that Huang Bowen is now very good at running...

The physical fitness, second only to Dong Fangzhuo in the team, gave him the opportunity to mark Messi.

In addition to physical fitness, Huang Bowen also has the attitude of his attitude. He noticed that Huang Bowen is now the most active training attitude in addition to Dong Fangzhuo, and is also the second early one to come to the training ground.

Third, Huang Bowen is younger and his feet are faster.

Yes, why didn’t I expect it? Dong Fangzhuo was also slightly surprised. When dealing with Messi, someone should follow him specifically and others come to assist in defense. As long as Messi is not allowed to easily get the ball and then start quickly, the probability of defending him is still very high.

Unfortunately, there is no shorter person in the midfield of the Chinese national football team. If there is a shorter person who is also 1.68 meters tall, then it will definitely be much easier to follow Messi.

He is short and has a low chassis, and his movement frequency and rhythm are naturally faster than those of the tall ones, which is the most basic. In addition, Messi's ability to integrate man and ball is very abnormal, which is even more amazing.

But now there is no such player in the national football team, so it can only be Huang Bowen.

"Xiao Huang," After the meeting, Dong Fangzhuo hugged Huang Bowen's arm and pulled him to chat alone.

"Brother Dong, can you not call me that? It always reminds me of my little yellow..." Huang Bowen rolled his eyes. He has a little yellow dog at home, and everyone in his family calls me like this. When Dong Fangzhuo called me like this, he remembers the little yellow at home.

"Okay, little mosquito."

“…”

"Okay, little mosquitoes are better than little yellow."

"I mainly want to talk to you about that Messi. That Messi is really perverted." Dong Fangzhuo was still worried and decided to give Huang Bowen a small lecture. Only by paying enough attention to Messi can the probability of winning, although it seems that this probability is still relatively small.

"How perverted is he? Has he ever been perverted than Ronaldo?"

"How to say it, he is different from Ronaldo's pervert. Ronaldo's pervert is desperate, and his pervert wants you to kill people. Because he will always snatch the ball away one step faster than you, and he always tries to make you unable to keep up with him through rhythm and change direction."

"Well, I watched this video too quickly. If I don't pay attention, I will let him run away, especially if he starts it first, it will be really difficult to prevent it." Huang Bowen nodded seriously.

"Actually, I think it's normal to let him run away, but you can't let him run far, or you have to judge the direction of his change in advance. I've told you before that he likes to spike the ball to the left and then go all the way to the middle, and then find the right time to shoot. Occasionally, he will suddenly accelerate down the bottom. It's okay for him to accelerate down the bottom, but he also needs to break into the penalty area. At least you have to prevent him from changing direction in the middle."

"Yeah, I'm so nervous when you said it."

"It's right to be nervous. Wouldn't you die if you're not nervous? Don't panic. If you can stare at him in the game, you will become famous in one battle."

“…”

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Udrecht at 18:00 pm Dutch time.

The first game of the World Youth Semi-finals officially started, China vs. Argentina.

Before the game, Chinese fans occupied almost half of the stands. Although there were many Argentina fans, they could not compare with Chinese fans at all.

"Damn it, there are so many Chinese people!" When they came to the scene, they were shocked to see the bright red half.

"It's like their home court!"

"What are we afraid of? Our strength is better than them. They dye the stadium red, and the final victory was Argentina."

"I hope so."

Dong Fangzhuo was wearing the captain's armband and was already standing at the player's passage. The Argentine was a little arrogant. Chinese players had been standing at the passage for more than five minutes. Argentine captain Sabaleta led the team to a late arrival.

Before they became stars, the Argentinians' faces were full of arrogance. These people talked and laughed, slowly walked to the player's channel, and seemed to not take the Chinese team seriously at all.

On the Chinese side, everyone is standing upright to welcome the historic moment of the semi-finals.

Sabaleta kept lowering her head and tinkering with his captain's armband, as if a girl was taking care of her hairstyle.

Dong Fangzhuo has been observing this arrogant guy.

"Sister."

"I will give you a flower after the game."

"Um?"

At first, Sabaleta didn't notice it, but when he looked up, he was the only one in front of him and Dong Fangzhuo. If he didn't say who he said?

But Sabaleta at this age does not have the courage to fight with the opponent's players. At the age of 20, he is now just a recruit in international football.

Faced with Dong Fangzhuo's provocation, although his heart suddenly burst into anger, he could only grit his teeth.

And Dong Fangzhuo? He has played against Liverpool, Arsenal and Chelsea in the Premier League!

"What did you say!"

Dong Fangzhuo glanced at him with contempt, smiled and turned his head, and said fluently in English: "Hey, guys, I said I would give your captain a flower after the game. Your captain is unhappy."

Dong Fangzhuo's eyes were extremely provocative.

"What did Brother Dong say to Sabaleta just now?" Dong Fangzhuo's teammates were also confused, and Huang Bowen whispered to Hao Junmin.

"My father, please tell you to learn some English without any trouble. It will be useful to go abroad in the future! Brother Dong said that he would give Sabaletta a Ferrari after the game!"

"My father, why is Brother Dong so good? I'm giving him a Ferrari, no, look at the Argentinians' eyes, don't you think you want to give a Ferrari, is your translation reliable?"

Hao Junmin glanced at it and found that Argentine's eyes were so desperate that they wanted to kill people. This really didn't look like they were going to give Ferrari...

"It's almost the same, anyway..."

With the exciting music playing, the first game of the 2005 World Youth Competition semi-finals will begin.
Chapter completed!