Huang Jianxiang was so excited that he shouted victory into the microphone.
"We won, we really won!"
"We beat the Olympic champions!"
On the sidelines of the court, Zeng Zheng also let out a long sigh.
Everyone around is celebrating.
He was the only one patting his chest.
When Zeng Zhenghou saw Eto'o "flying" at the last moment, his molars were almost broken.
Countless.
I didn't expect Eto'o to have such an incredible performance in this game.
What a hat trick!
You must know that the maximum you can "tolerate" is two goals.
Not only did Eto'o "complete the mission", he also gave one more as a gift.
Especially when he saw Eto'o's kick from outside the penalty area directly blasting away the goal behind Ou Chuliang, he had the intention of committing seppuku.
Now, the dust has settled.
4 to 3!
No matter how extraordinary Eto'o's performance was, he still failed to beat his own team.
This game made Zeng Zheng begin to re-examine the strength of the stars.
Players like Li Jinyu, Zhang Xiaorui, and Sun Jihai are stars in the Chinese team.
But in the European arena, they have just established themselves as the main force.
"We still have a lot to do!"
Zeng Zheng let out a sigh of relief.
He also raised his arms and joined the celebration team.
"Boss Zeng, we won!"
"Yes, Boss Zeng, we finally won!"
"We beat Cameroon!"
"Hahahaha, the feeling of revenge is so damn good!"
The red team members celebrated selflessly.
The green team members were sitting all over the place.
Especially Eto'o.
After the last flying kick failed, he didn't get up at all.
After hearing the whistle, he simply went to the ground and put his arms in front of his forehead.
He has tried his best.
He is not a loser!
If Cameroon can be as united as the Chinese team, if the Cameroon coach can have absolute control over the locker room like Zeng Zheng.
Former Olympic champions can even challenge world champions.
But there are no ifs in this world, only results.
God gave Cameroonians strong physical fitness, but did not give them strict discipline and organization.
Just imagine.
If the Chinese players are all as bullish as Ronaldo and Batistuta, Zeng Zheng may not be able to suppress them.
In the stands, a small number of Chinese fans also frowned.
They didn't come to watch the game.
It's about seeing the results.
The result was that after more than half a year of hard work, the former Olympic champion fell at the feet of the Chinese team led by Zeng Zheng.
Does this mean that the "Young Lion Project" that once caused a sensation across the country has declared bankruptcy?
If Cameroon can't always maintain an advantage over the Chinese team, then what's the point of going through all the trouble to introduce these big guys?
What's more, in Dalian, these sixteen or seventeen-year-old black men are already "lawless".
In addition to participating in some basic training, they spend the rest of their time drinking and drinking with their subsidies.
The most important thing is that there are still many girls who are very cooperative.
The result is that often by the middle of the month, they have no money on hand.
In order to make money, they caused a series of public security problems in the local area.
But because of the face of the Dalian team, none of these black Africans could move.
"Oh, it seems that this Cameroonian can't do it either!"
"Who said otherwise? I thought they could torture the Chinese team, but I didn't expect they didn't even win!"
"It seems like it would be better for those gangsters to take action as soon as possible."
"Yes, let's get rid of them quickly before they cause outrage...Looking at their current behavior and behavior, when they grow up, they may not even be able to play in our A-B team!"
At this time, a football rolled over.
Hit Eto'o's armpit.
Eto'o was stunned.
He turned around and saw Zeng Zheng staring at him with a smile.
He only has a little respect for the Chinese team coach who wasted his "thank you", but doesn't have much favorable impression.
"Are you here to laugh at me?"
"No, I'm here to give you the ball." Zeng Zheng joked.
Recalling the scene where Zeng Zheng opened his feet and let the ball roll towards the billboard, Eto'o was so angry that he couldn't help but feel angry.
"What's the difference between the two?"
Zeng Zheng shrugged, "The difference is huge."
"The difference is that I value you more than your coach."
"What do you mean?" Eto'o looked confused.
"I'm thinking right now, if I catch the ball for you, you might have the strength to reach the ball with your last kick?!"
"Nonsense! How is this possible!"
"How is it impossible?" Zeng Zheng squatted down and continued to explain: "Details determine success or failure."
"In my opinion, your physical energy is exhausted by running for long distances again and again."
"you do this delibrately?"
Zeng Zheng said bluntly: "Of course! I just told you that I value you more than your coach."
"Then why are you telling me now? Is it to humiliate me?"
"Of course not." Zeng Zheng shook his head, "I have no other intention, I just want to apologize to you."
With that said, Zeng Zheng pointed to the football, "In the game, we were opponents; but now that the game is over, we have no reason to stand on opposite sides. To be honest, I am surprised that you can say thank you to me in Chinese."
."
"I'm also surprised." Hearing this, Eto'o sighed. "I didn't expect that in less than a year, we would not be able to play against the Chinese team."
"It's just a fluke." Zeng Zheng replied modestly.
"Oh, it would be great if we also had a coach like you." Eto'o finally expressed his inner expectations.
For a 21-year-old young man, what is the most troublesome thing at the moment?
Unappreciated talent is definitely one of them.
He joined Real Madrid as a talent two years ago.
But now, he has been eliminated by Real Madrid.
The most important thing is that his national team teammate Gremi is still staying at Real Madrid.
This shows that Real Madrid does not want Cameroonian players.
Just don’t want him!
This time he came to participate in the Confederations Cup. He just wanted to use this cup to prove himself again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Let Real Madrid see what a wrong choice it was to let him go.
Then he sent out scouts and begged him to go back in a low voice.
but now.
The Chinese team didn't even play in the semi-finals.
What else is there to say?
Maybe the senior management of Real Madrid are laughing at him now: Haha, look, that crappy guy can't even play against an Asian team!
"Real Madrid is not the only wealthy family in this world."
Zeng Zheng said suddenly.
"What?"
"I said, Real Madrid is not the best."
"What do you mean?"
"Young man." Zeng Zheng patted Eto'o on the shoulder. "There is no need to go to a well-known club. You know, there are many wealthy clubs on this planet! For a player, go to a club that can value you.
And the club that allows you to maximize your energy is far better than Real Madrid!"
"Where could that be?" Eto'o asked subconsciously.
"It's very simple, wouldn't it be enough to go to a team that can beat Real Madrid?"
After saying that, Zeng Zheng stood up and left gracefully.
At the end of this season, Eto'o left Mallorca and joined Barcelona.
"Brother Ou, you did a good job guarding it!"
Zeng Zheng opened his arms towards Ou Chuliang below the stands.
Ou Chuliang was currently wearing a black training vest on his upper body.
After the game, he rushed to the other side of the stadium as quickly as possible to share his joy with the fans in the stands.
At the same time, he also took off his jersey and gloves and threw them to the fans.
Facing Ou Chuliang's last jersey, the fans in the stands almost went crazy.
Among them, a fat girl weighing 180 pounds was the most obvious.
She raised her voice, pulled away the two Northeastern men beside her, and shouted at Ou Chuliang below the stands.
"Ahhh! Mine! Mine!"
"Ocholiang's jersey is mine!"
"Don't grab it, it's mine!"
"Ou Chuliang is mine!
"
Facing such crazy fans, Ou Chuliang was so frightened that he threw his jersey at her and hurried back to the stadium.
"Hey, don't mention it, you've lost three of them!"
Facing Zeng Zheng, who was expressing his gratitude, Ou Chuliang held out three fingers, with helplessness written all over his face.
"You saw that three of them were lost, but you still threw out fourteen!"
Zeng Zheng laughed and comforted the other party with data.
"In one game, the opponent hit the goalpost seventeen times."
"You ask Kahn to guard, see how many he can guard?!"
"I guess he will miss three or four no matter what!"
Ou Chuliang burst into laughter upon hearing Zeng Zheng's "wrong reasoning."
"No matter what, if we win, you are the hero!"
After saying that, Zeng Zheng raised his eyebrows at Ou Chuliang, "Do you want to go to the press conference with me?"
"Forget it, let Lao Fan go!"
Upon hearing this, Ou Chuliang waved his hands quickly with a look of rejection.
At this time, there was already a fight in the stands.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Whoosh!
The fat girl had a superhuman advantage, holding a small Karami in each hand, and carried the Northeastern man beside her aside.
When the last middle-aged man with glasses was thrown aside by the fat girl.
The fat girl stretched out her hand to the shiny Ou Chuliang jersey on the back of the chair.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.
He hugged the fat girl from behind.
“Ahhhh!
"
The sudden "bear hug" shocked the fat girl.
After shouting with a sharp voice, the people around him were so frightened that they immediately squatted aside, covered their ears and turned their faces away.
At the same time, Wang Jianying behind the fat girl was also shocked to the point of bleeding from her orifices.
But he ignored his injuries and shouted to the top of the stands:
"Son, hurry up!"
"Go and grab it!"
"Dad is going to lose his grip!"
Everyone was shocked to hear this.
I saw Wang Lei now standing on the back of a chair on a higher level, with his knees bent.
At the same time, the fat girl seemed to be aware of the danger.
No longer care about Wang Jianying behind you.
He opened his two elephant-thick legs and rushed towards the jersey.
Just when her hand was about to touch the jersey, Wang Lei fell from the sky with lightning speed.
With a hug, Ou Chuliang grabbed Ou Chuliang's jersey in his arms and threw him to the ground.
“Ho ho ho!
"
"My jersey!
"
When the fat girl saw this, she immediately burst out with great strength.
He opened his arms and jumped Wang Jianying three meters away.
Then with a big hand, he picked up Wang Lei like a chicken.
"Boy, give me Ou Chuliang's jersey quickly!"
Facing such a ferocious prehistoric beast, Wang Lei was so frightened that his legs shook.
Even so, he still held on to the jersey.
"No, I grabbed this first! No!"
"What? Say something again?! Do you want to give it to me?"
The fat girl stomped her right foot, causing the fans around her to fall to their knees.
"If you don't give it, you won't give it!"
After saying that, Wang Lei hugged Ou Chuliang's jersey tightly, and then shouted at the top of his voice to Wang Jianying who was wiping blood from the corner of his mouth behind him:
"Dad, I changed my mind!"
"I don't want to be Yin Ji Ta anymore."
"I want to be Ou Chuliang!"
"I want to be the second Ou Chuliang!
"
After shouting, Wang Lei hugged Ou Chuliang's jersey tightly, curled up into a ball, and made an expression of "looking forward to death".
I don’t know if I was shocked by Wang Lei’s “Declaration of Life” or if I thought of something.
Looking at this stubborn face, the fat girl suddenly grinned.
"Kid, what did you just say?"
Um?
The sound was like a spring breeze, and Wang Lei thought he was hearing an auditory hallucination.
"I, I said that I will become a goalkeeper like Ou Chuliang in the future!"
"real?"
"Of course it's true. My child has been practicing goalkeeping for several years." Wang Jianying said quickly.
"The hook!"
Ignore Wang Jianying.
The fat girl stretched out her left little finger.
"Hook, if you don't reach it, then give me the jersey back."
"Okay, just pull the hook!"
Looking at the fat girl's little finger, Wang Lei thought for a while and grabbed it directly.
In front of all the fans, the two shook their hands and fingers in the air.
Then, the fat girl let go of her right hand, and Wang Lei finally stepped on the ground with both feet.
...
The victory in the semi-finals allowed the Chinese team to advance to the Confederations Cup final for the first time.
This is the best result so far in the highest-level intercontinental competition that the Chinese team has participated in.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Chinese team has some strength, but the Cameroon team is not very harmonious.
Everyone knew this before the game.
But few people expected the Chinese team to defeat Cameroon.
As soon as the results of the game came out, all the media sent the results back to China.
The workers worked overtime to rush the production, trying to use the biggest stunt to make the headlines the next day.
On the other side, after the match between the Chinese team and Cameroon, the semi-finals between Japan and France also began.
Facing the world champion, Xiaotian also showed great fighting ability.
Le Maire deployed a 433 attack formation for this campaign, while Troussier deployed a 352 response.
The tactics of both sides in the final were not conservative. Xiaori's defense was higher up after the opening, while the French team used direct passes to hit them behind, causing constant dangers in front of Xiaori's goal.
After several consecutive attacks, there was a brief trough on the field, and the two sides' fighting was concentrated in the midfield.
In the 28th minute, French team center back Leboeuf made a pass from the right, Vieira came in from the middle, and Kawaguchi was slightly hesitant to attack.
The Gunners captain jumped high and headed the ball, breaking the deadlock for the French team.
It was thanks to Vieira's goal that the French team finally defeated Xiaotian 1-0.
Although he won, he performed very well in his small days.
A total of 9 shots hit the goal frame in the whole game, which also showed the style of Asian football.
Judging from the two contests between the French team and Asian teams, many people believe that the world champions did not take any advantage.
After the semi-finals are over, the lineup is about to be revealed!
The Chinese team and the French team met in the final, and Xiaotian competed with Cameroon for third place in the Confederations Cup.
It is worth mentioning that.
Because Xiaotian lost, the third and fourth place finals will be held locally.
In other words, the Chinese team is waiting for the French team to fly to South Korea.
After learning the news, Zeng Zheng couldn't help but spit.
"Fuck, if I had known that we were still playing in this crappy place, I would rather compete with Xiaori for third place!"