Chapter 127: Even Cambodia loses?(1/2)
After negotiating with Ou Chuliang, the game came to an end.
Although neither side scored a goal, in comparison, the national team, which is composed entirely of the younger generation, competed with South Korea with ease, which can be regarded as one of the few bright spots.
You know, 13 of South Korea's 20 players are of Olympic age and 7 are over-age players.
Among the over-age players, 4 are club professional players and 3 are military players.
Except for Ou Chuliang and Wu Chengying, all the Chinese team members are of Olympic age.
This alone made Xu Dingmao's face turn into a chrysanthemum of worry.
You know, according to the current international public opinion in Asia.
Without considering the Chinese team's "lucky" World Cup, the national football team and South Korea's Olympic team are about the same strength.
Today's game also allowed fans to see the dawn of defeating the Korean fear.
In the end, the two teams tied 0-0.
According to the rules of the game, the two teams drew 1-1 in the first round in South Korea.
Therefore, the Chinese team won the championship of this China-South Korea competition by virtue of their away goal difference advantage.
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December 2, Suratthani Stadium, Bangkok, Thailand.
The Chinese team’s first opponent in the group stage is Cambodia.
There is no professional league or professional players in Cambodia, so it is recognized as the weakest opponent.
Even though it is already December, the local temperature is as high as 40 degrees.
Zeng Zheng was sitting in the awning wearing a vest and underpants, holding a large cattail leaf fan bought locally in his hand.
"It's so fucking hot!"
"Coach Zeng, your outfit is not afraid of affecting your international image..." Ou Chuliang smiled bitterly at the side.
"Brother Ou, let me tell you something." Zeng Zheng lay beside Ou Chuliang and whispered, "Even if Li Jian is injured in this game, I will not replace you."
Ou Chuliang's eyes lit up and he nodded in understanding.
During halftime, Ou Chuliang took off the vest, protective gear, and even socks under the jersey, leaving only a pair of briefs.
Even so, the goalkeeper's long trousers quickly made him soaked with sweat.
Because the weather was so hot, we scored another 7 goals in the first half.
After the start of the second half, the players' will became extremely lax and they had no energy on the court.
But that's how football matches are, and the strength and weakness will also change with the changes in the thinking of the two teams.
As soon as these young international players relaxed, Cambodia immediately seized the opportunity. The No. 10 forward broke through and scored a goal.
Seeing Cambodia scoring a goal, Zeng Zheng was so angry that he jumped up from his chair.
"grass!"
"Are you guys freeloaders?"
"Li Jian, where is your MB? Wouldn't it be over if we attacked earlier?"
"Zheng Zhi, why did I mention the National Olympics to you out of the ordinary? Is this how you behave? Don't get fucked up!"
"Li Tie, you're a loser! Why don't you blow dry your hair? I'll go back and get a clipper and shave it all off for you!"
"Fuck! There are 11 people on the field, each of them will write a review of 10,000 words, and they are not allowed to sleep until they finish writing!"
"If we lose the ball again, no one will be allowed to play in the next game! I keep my word!"
Zeng Zheng's curse was heard by everyone in the stadium with the blessing of system props.
Although the Cambodian side couldn't understand what Zeng Zheng was cursing, seeing how excited Zeng Zheng was, he guessed that it had something to do with the goal he just scored.
Our opponent's unhappiness is our happiness.
You can't win the ball anyway, but it can stimulate the opponent, which is great.
As a result, the Cambodian coach mobilized his troops and sent all players with offensive capabilities onto the field.
Defense?
Just be careful!
Score a goal quickly!
As long as you can score one more goal and see the angry look on the opposite coach's face, you'll be rewarded!
After being scolded by Zeng Zhengyi, the players on the court instantly became cautious.
Even if you don't score a goal, you don't dare to concede another goal.
The final score of 7-1 was maintained until the end, and the Chinese team got the first 3 points in the group of this Asian Games.
Although they won by a big score, there was no smiling face from top to bottom of the team.
"Li Datou, I've suffered a lot from you!"
Li Tie covered his head and almost cried.
Zeng Zheng said that he would shave his head, but from 1993 to now, he has not had a haircut for more than five years.
Li Weifeng also had a bitter look on his face, and there were shoe marks on his buttocks from being kicked by Li Jian.
The team members lowered their heads and followed Zeng Zheng without saying a word, which was in sharp contrast to the Cambodian team members who were laughing next door.
In the players tunnel, Zeng Zheng, who was sulking, met Wang Junsheng.
"Leader, I..."
"You have the nerve to say that?" Wang Junsheng finally caught the opportunity and slapped Zeng Zheng hard on the face, "How did you play in the second half? You couldn't even beat Cambodia?! How can I explain it to the superiors?"
"Is this how you lead the team?"
"The hotter the place, the more strict you must be on self-discipline, the more you must grit your teeth and persevere, and never relax!"
"When you get back, write a summary report and hand it to me before going to bed at night."
"well!"
"You kicked out such a result, and now I don't know how to explain it to the leader."
After Wang Junsheng left, Zeng Zheng turned around and saw the team members with silent expressions on their faces.
When he saw Zeng Zheng's eyes focused on his face, Li Tie suddenly took out the scissors and gave his hair a severe cut.
"Boss Zeng, I was wrong, I will never brag again!"
At the press conference, Zeng Zheng was speechless when asked.
"Coach Zeng, what do you have to say about the loss in this game?"
"Coach Zeng, he can't even compete with Cambodia. Do we really have the ability to win medals?"
"Coach Zeng, why are you willing to lose to Cambodia?"
Faced with these reporters who were making trouble, Zeng Zheng didn't even bother to explain.
Anyway, in everyone's eyes, conceding a goal means losing!
And just in terms of the results in the second half, they lost to the opponent 0-1.
Zeng Zheng was unable to argue.
"What else can you say?"
Zeng Zheng is also a bachelor, "The loss to Cambodia is my responsibility. I will write a review together with the team members!"
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After returning to his residence, Zeng Zheng lay down directly on the massage table, as if he was the one playing on the field for 90 minutes in a temperature of more than 40 degrees.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The team members also remained silent and returned to their respective rooms to write a summary of the game.
After closing his eyes and squinting for a while, Zeng Zheng heard the sound of footsteps.
Without even opening his eyes, Zeng Zheng snorted softly, "What? Have you finished writing the summary?"
"Coach Zeng, what happened today? Why did you lose to Cambodia?"
“Giggle, giggle~~~”
Hearing this string of silver bell-like laughter, Zeng Zheng jumped up from the massage bed.
"Ah...Sister Liu, it's you!"
"Wait a minute, I'll make room for you."
Zeng Zheng quickly got up from the bed, not forgetting to pick up his coat and wipe the surface of the massage table.
In this Asian Games, the accommodation conditions are not good, and the men's and women's football teams are arranged on the same floor.
The only massage table is shared by all players.
To be continued...