"What's going on? You're so surprised!" Gao Jinhao was already angry, but when he saw Bai Mu's appearance, he became furious.

"Brother Hao, we scored one more goal before the end, four to zero." Bai Mu suppressed the surprise in his heart and replied.

"What? Another one?" Gao Jinhao was no longer calm.

"In this way, our losses are much less. No one bets to win four goals." Bai Mu let out a long sigh.

"These guys make people fearful." The ups and downs of the ending made Gao Jinhao feel a little better, "They will definitely place bets in the next game."

"We have suffered a lot of losses in these two games. I'm afraid we don't have that much money to participate in the opening of the Chinese Super League next season." Bai Mu counted the losses in these two games, "Fortunately, the losses in this one are less. If the ratio is three to zero,

If we lose, we probably won’t have the funds to participate in the Chinese Super League. However, I think they won’t bet on the next game. At least they won’t bet heavily on us to win.”

"Why?"

"Because we have won two games, we have qualified early. It doesn't matter whether we win or lose the next game."

"Well, you better keep an eye on it." Gao Jinhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, Brother Hao."

On the bus, on the way back to the dormitory, the players sang songs happily, and the singing almost flipped the roof of the bus. Chang Cheng did not stop the players, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Huang Junxi, you are like a blooming iron tree. You even scored a goal before the end." Wang Hong slapped Huang Junxi hard on the back.

"Be gentle..." Before he could finish his words, another big hand patted his back.

"Today you guarded No. 10 without losing his temper. It's rare." It turned out to be Wan Li. His hands were the second largest in the team. The first was Chen Ying.

"That's right, in the second half, No. 10 couldn't get the ball at all." Fu Qing also interjected, "Otherwise I wouldn't have had the chance to assist. Chen Ying! I passed the ball beautifully."

"Beautiful." Chen Ying replied lazily.

"Another four to zero in the next game?"

"You are so beautiful. Can you still participate in the next show? You have to give others a chance."

"Too."

"Why are you looking down on us?" Wan Li's words made the substitute players unhappy, "If we can play in the next game, we will beat them 4-0!"

"right!"

"Four to zero!" the substitutes shouted, as if they had actually beaten an opponent four to zero.

The next day, the players and Chang Cheng watched the Shanghai Football Association U19 match against Chongqing Southern in accordance with the team's tradition. In this game, the Shanghai Football Association U19 sent some substitute players, but encountered stubborn resistance from Chongqing Southern, and finally came on as a substitute.

The main scorer No. 9 scored a key goal and won with difficulty 1-0.

"They underestimated the enemy." Chang Cheng pointed out his players, "They will definitely fight to the death with us in the next game and strive to take the initiative into their own hands."

Hearing this, some players' faces changed and they lowered their heads in frustration. They are the team's substitutes, like Tan Zhihang and Cao Mingjun who have been substitutes for thousands of years.

"Now I will announce the next starting lineup." Everyone was surprised. Chang Cheng had never announced the starting lineup one day in advance.

"Goalkeeper, Zhang Kai, right back Lu Pengfei, left back Zhang Lei, center backs Huang Junxi and Wang Liang, defensive midfielder Wei Yan, midfielders Feng Liang and Tan Zhihang, left winger Ma Bing, right winger Ning Xiang, center Cao Mingjun."

There was silence below. It was completely a substitute lineup. Even ten thousand year substitutes Tan Zhihang and Cao Mingjun started. Coach Chang didn't want to win? This thought came to everyone's mind.

"What's wrong? Don't want to go? Then I'll replace you." Chang Cheng said jokingly when he saw that there was no movement.

"No." Cao Mingjun was the first to shout, and the others also reacted and shouted "Don't change."

After a while of commotion, Chang Cheng continued to speak.

"Actually, your strength is also very strong. When you played in the intra-team competition, you still won and lost with them. There is not much difference." Chang Cheng said to these substitutes who were eager to play, "But in the afternoon training,

If someone loses his chain, don't blame me for taking him down."

Announcing the starting lineup in advance was like a shot in the arm for Cao Mingjun and others. In the competition, the next starting players showed their might and defeated Wan Li, Zhou Xiaoyi and others 3-1.

The news also reached Gao Jinhao's ears.

"Full substitute? He doesn't want to win?" Gao Jinhao tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa.

"I don't know. But those people are placing bets again. The momentum is not as good as the last one. But it's still a lot. I conservatively estimate it to be about the same as the first one." Bai Mu reported the betting data for this round.

"Oh? They want to kill them all?" Gao Jinhao sneered twice, like a wolf staring at its prey.

"I guess they didn't expect Chang Cheng to put together such a lineup. This time we can make them spit out some."

"Not necessarily." The office door opened, and a man who looked to be in his fifties entered the office led by his secretary, followed by a young man.

"Mr. Huang is here. Sit down." Bai Mu asked Mr. Huang to sit down and make a cup of tea.

"Mr. Huang, why don't you say it's not necessarily true?" Gao Jinhao asked.

"Let Huang Jing speak." Mr. Huang pointed to the young man next to him.

Huang Jing is Huang Jing who has worked with Chang Cheng for several years. After the last incident and his coaching certificate was revoked, Huang Jing returned to his father to help with the business.

"I don't think Lao Chang's intention of sending in substitutes is to give up the game. On the contrary, he wants to win."

"Why? Are the substitutes stronger than the main players?" Bai Muqi asked.

"I understand Lao Chang. If he does not meet his requirements, he will not be sent on the field. No matter how good the player's personal skills are, he will not be allowed to play. Being able to play shows that these substitute players have met his requirements."

"His request? What request does he have? Isn't just good technology enough?"

"In many aspects, technology only accounts for a small part. The main thing is the players' consciousness, morale, desire to win, and the use of their brains that he has always emphasized to make the right decisions on the field."

"The last group match is a life and death battle for Shanghai, so they will field the strongest lineup. And they will definitely think that Lao Chang will send some substitutes, but there will be no substitutions in several key positions.

According to my understanding of Lao Chang, he will definitely not give up this training opportunity. He will take advantage of the strong desire of the substitute players to play the game so that the team's combat effectiveness can be 100% or even 200%. In addition to these

The substitute players have basically never played on the field, and the opponents have no idea about them. This will greatly increase Laochang's chances of winning.

Let’s talk about tactical issues. Previously, the team had a high center who served as the bridgehead of the offense. Many teams had a headache with him. Shanghai would definitely deploy tall central defenders to mark him. Tall central defenders have a common weakness, slow turning and agility.

Not enough. It just so happens that the forward among the substitute players is fast, flexible and has a wide range of movement. He just hits the opponent's weakness. So I think there is an 80% chance in this game." Huang Jing talked eloquently, he knew Chang Cheng very well.

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"You put it this way, this coach Chang has no omissions and is Zhuge Liang on the football field?" Gao Jinhao looked very unhappy.

"You can say yes." Huang Jing was very serious.

"Bai Mu, talk to the team."

"Okay." Bai Mu stood up, turned around and walked outside the door to dial Zhao Jun's phone.

"Is the stupid boy going to play next?" Mr. Huang asked.

"Huh? Come on, first release." Gao Jinhao glanced at the information on his phone.

"Then I'll call him later and ask him to take it easy."

"Okay, let's use a two-pronged approach to ensure that nothing goes wrong. We can't let those guys get too proud."

At this time, Bai Mu returned to the office after making a phone call, "Zhao Jun said that he would communicate with Coach Chang."

After a few chats, Mr. Huang took Huang Jing and left Haohui Group.

"Dad, Chang won't agree." Huang Jing drove the car and said to Mr. Huang behind him.

"Yes, I understand." Mr. Huang closed his eyes and began to relax.

"Can't you let the referee help?"

"It's impossible, the referees are all sent by the Football Association."

"Because the surname is Wei?"

Mr. Huang didn't answer. After a long time, he said, "Huang Jing, could you please give me a heads up on your friend when you have time?"

"What?" Huang Jing didn't react for a moment.

"Gao Jinhao."

Huang Jing had some realization after hearing this name.

"We are serious businessmen. Your father and I started from scratch and have worked hard for most of our lives to be where we are today. But Gao Jinhao is not. He is from the underworld and has been deceiving and abducting for more than ten years. I don't know how many lives he has saved. How many lives have he lost?

You don’t have too many friends, and you don’t have too few friends.”

Mr. Huang didn't say much, but Huang Jing's back was soaked.

"Old Chang. This is a full substitute lineup, including Cao Mingjun. Is it just a training exercise tomorrow?" After the training, the players went back to the dormitory in twos and threes. Chang Cheng, who was about to go home, was pulled back by Zhao Jun.

"Old Zhao, tomorrow is not just about training. If you can win, you must win. This will also improve the self-confidence of these substitutes, so that they can be used when they are needed." Chang Cheng was full of confidence.

"Like this..." Zhao Jun stopped talking.

"how?"

Zhao Jun was heartbroken and said: "Old Chang, it's best not to win tomorrow."

"Why?" Chang Cheng opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Jun in surprise.

"What the boss wants, don't ask any questions. I know you are a good person, just do what the boss wants." Zhao Jun didn't want Chang Cheng to get involved.

"No, why lose when you can win?" Chang Cheng decisively refused.

"What the boss means is that the team belongs to the boss and we must be responsible to the boss." Seeing Chang Cheng refuse without hesitation, Zhao Jun's face turned cold.

"Who is betting on these players..." A thought suddenly flashed through Chang Cheng's mind, "Betting on football?"

"Do as the boss wants, and the benefits are inevitable." Hearing the word gambling pop out of Chang Cheng's mouth, Zhao Jun knew that Chang Cheng understood the key point.
Chapter completed!