"Hmph, the barbarians are afraid of power but not moral. That's because they were defeated by my grandson!" Li Shangjun paused his cane: "Fortunately, my grandson didn't grow crooked. He is indeed a descendant of our old Li family. Otherwise, I would have to settle a score with you.
I asked you to accompany me but you didn’t go!”
Li Yuanchao fell silent for a moment, and Xu Jingfang subconsciously rubbed the corners of her clothes...
Li Shangjun ignored them, watching the back of his grandson walking into the tunnel on TV, feeling greatly relieved.
Li Tiancheng was walking in the players' tunnel, chatting and laughing with Sun Chenghai and Li Xiaopeng, when he was stopped by a group of reporters.
"I am very satisfied with my performance. Of course, the victory of the Chinese team is the most important."
Li Tiancheng answered directly without waiting for reporters to ask questions.
"Uh," the reporters suddenly stopped and the atmosphere cooled down a bit. A man with glasses stood up and said, "Congratulations on your successful debut with the national team. You achieved victory by yourself."
Li Tiancheng didn't appreciate it at all: "What does it mean to win by myself? How is that possible? What's the use of me without my teammates?"
"But it is you who saved the Chinese team." The reporters looked at each other, wondering why they took pictures of the horse's legs again. We had no intention of digging a hole at the moment.
"I saved the Chinese team? It's just Malaysia. The Chinese team doesn't need anyone to save it! It's just that the Chinese team's condition on the field is incredibly sluggish, right?"
"Today is the first official game they have been waiting for me for more than a month. Adding this premise, anyone who knows about penalty kicks, who will accuse them of poor performance?"
Li Xiaopeng and Sun Chenghai turned pale, interrupting Li Tiancheng's barrage and pulling him to the locker room.
"Why do you dare to say anything?" Sun Chenghai's face turned a little blue. Li Xiaopeng, always a good man, had nothing to say at this time.
"What's wrong?"
Zheng Zhi was sent off and returned to the locker room early, and now he was surrounded by others.
When Li Xiaopeng said what Li Tiancheng said in the interview, the locker room became noisy:
"Awesome, Tiancheng!"
"You're right, I'm just a little too courageous."
"Tiancheng, you have rescued us and reduced our pressure, but what will the leaders think?" Zheng Zhi admired this little guy even more.
"I don't care what they think, but I'm not trying to help you out." Li Tiancheng found that what Jose said was correct. Although he had long known that the national team had a difficult future, he still couldn't understand: "Brother Zhi, and everyone
, Everyone is old at playing football, do they really not know what the game is about? No matter how good times are, how bad times are, everyone is confused? Why don't they play when the critical moment comes?"
"You can only win a small victory by one goal against Hong Kong, and it is so difficult to play against Malaysia. Why do you perform so poorly once you get to the official game? Are you even half as good as you are on the training ground?"
After Li Tiancheng finished speaking, he looked around and found that everyone was silent. He became even more angry and his face turned red.
"Tiancheng, don't worry, of course everyone knows how to play." Zheng Zhi said to reassure him: "You have been abroad for a long time, and some situations may not be clear to you. You can ask Brother Hai. Every move we make on the field is being watched.
Keep an eye on it, every mistake will inevitably be criticized, and over time, everyone will get used to not making mistakes first."
"The problem is that this is useless," Sun Chenghai also said: "If we continue to play like this, it will only appear timid and not try our best. Why, do you still want them to accuse us of not playing hard?"
Li Tiancheng became more and more incredible: "Work hard? Can you play football well if you work hard? If your condition is not good and your level is not good, do you want to work hard?"
"They don't care about this. These clichés can at least be used to deal with the fans. When the fans accuse them, don't they have no responsibility if they use these tones?" Zheng Zhi was very frank.
"Aren't you feeling aggrieved?" Li Tiancheng's eyes widened and he looked around.
The locker room went quiet...
"You have to hold back your grievances, they have the power of life and death! Besides, competitive sports is the original sin. No matter what the reason, failure to play well is a sin!" Zheng Zhi's face was not very good.
The locker room was even quieter. Ali Han and the others walked in and had just finished the press conference. At this time, they were in high spirits: "Boys..."
"What's wrong with you? You should be happy when you win. What are you doing?"
Ali Han suddenly choked up. The atmosphere in the locker room was so strange. Wu Jingui and the others were also puzzled. They had just boasted a lot at the press conference, and they really couldn't figure out why the locker room looked like this!
"Ha..., I have to rush back to Liverpool, so I'll leave first!" Li Tiancheng didn't want to start a fight, so he turned around and left.
"I have to go too, goodbye!" Sun Chenghai followed closely.
"Me too, I have to go back to Germany to be jet-lagged!" Shao Jiayi also spoke and followed directly.
"this……"
Ali Han and the others became more and more confused. Of course the overseas players left directly, but it seemed there was no need to be so hasty.
The other players packed their bags in silence, no one wanted to explain to them.
Unlike the worried players, the Chinese fans are fully enjoying the joy of victory at this time. The key is that they are about to produce a world-class star. It seems that they are inseparable. It is simply a double happiness.
"Heavenly Awesome!"
"The light of China."
"We in China are finally going to have a real superstar."
"Thankfully, Tiancheng..."
"Tiancheng is awesome, two shots and one pass in ten minutes, turning the tide!"
"Indeed, but it doesn't make sense that the Chinese team is so mysterious when playing against Malaysia."
"You idiot Alihan, you use Liverpool's leading striker as a substitute and only give him ten minutes?"
"I agree with Arihan, but don't exaggerate too much. Tiancheng is not yet Liverpool's leading striker!"
"With Tiancheng here, the Asian preliminaries will definitely not be a problem. By the 2006 World Cup in Germany, it's time for Dong Fanzhuo to play. Plus our midfield and backcourt are pretty good, so the Chinese team should be able to produce results!"
"At least better than 2002!"
While the fans were carnivaling online, suddenly some fans noticed a new hot spot. Li Tiancheng's interview video was posted online: "Go watch Tiancheng's interview!"
"Let me go, football teams must maintain their condition through a certain frequency of games. Is this common sense?"
"I asked, why is the Chinese team in such poor condition?"
"Why is there no competition for a month?"
"It's all these gentlemen from the Football Association!"
"Let's bet on the Olympics! In order to allow the Olympic team members to prepare for the competition with peace of mind, the league will be suspended!"
"The national team and the league have to make way for the Olympic team!"
"As a result, we didn't even qualify for the National Olympic Qualifiers, and it even hurt the national team!"
"Why didn't Tiancheng enter the Olympics?"
"Look at Tiancheng's attitude and outspokenness. You have no idea why he didn't make it to the Olympics!"
"If you ask me, I have to thank Spain and Germany. If they hadn't planned to naturalize Tiancheng, would Tiancheng have a chance to join the national team?"
"Will there be any trouble if Tiancheng says this?"