If Shao Jiayi's Kumba goal pulled the China Youth Team back from Xuanya, then his penalty kick was a turnaround kick that kicked the Brazilian team into the abyss.

In the stands, the fans were already ecstatic.

Everyone knows what scoring a goal at this time means.

Laila rushed forward, opened her arms, and hugged Shao Jiayi.

"One, you are so awesome!"

"I knew you would definitely score a goal!"

"You are the hero of the Chinese team!"

Before Shao Jia could react, two red lips pressed against hers.

The teammates behind him looked at this scene and were dumbfounded for a moment.

Damn it!

In the blink of an eye, all the joy of overtaking the score was gone?

Damn it, Shao Jiayi, why do you do that!

Damn it?

Still sticking out your tongue?

day!

This is more uncomfortable than killing me!

A French wet kiss lasting more than ten seconds.

Shao Jiayi didn't react until his lips parted.

"One, come on, I'll celebrate it for you when it's over!"

After Laila finished speaking, he gently pushed Shao Jiayi and pushed him back into the field.

At this time, the excitement on the faces of all the national youth players had long since disappeared.

Instead, they all have looks that kill first and then kill quickly.

"Xiao Shao, you are very lucky!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, when are you going to treat me to brother's wedding?"

"Okay! Your life is not in vain, you will have a good harvest in career and love!"

"Tell me, how can I repay my teammates?"

Everyone, you punch me and I hit Shao Jiayi with my palm.

Treat him like a sandbag and hit him back and forth in the center of the circle.

Zhu Guanghu also took the opportunity to whisper in Zeng Zheng's ear, "Xiao Zeng, I have long said that we should adopt closed management."

"Look, what does it look like to kiss in front of fans from all over the world?"

"You said that your team has forgotten Dayu from last year's Toulon Cup?"

"Let's just play football and play well. Why are we talking about this useless thing?"

"If you really want to find a girlfriend, wait until the team member returns home and ask his parents to set him up on a blind date!"

Seeing Zhu Guanghu's old scholar look, Zeng Zheng shook his head helplessly.

In the past few years of getting along with each other, Zhu Guanghu has always been like this.

Zeng Zheng was too lazy to complain about this.

"Okay, Coach Zhu, don't talk about this."

"Shao Jiayi finally scored twice in this game."

"I made this for him, Lord!"

"As long as you don't stay up late at night!"

Zhu Guanghu rolled his eyes after hearing this.

He knew that even if he forcibly prohibited the players from going out, Zeng Zheng would help let them go.

Zeng Zheng had done this before in Brazil.

Until now, he could only turn a blind eye.

As for sanctions and penalties.

Who should be punished?

Who to punish?

One is a hero for scoring goals, and the other is a hero for coaching.

Just because they went out to have fun after winning a game, you punish them?

This doesn’t make sense!

Zhu Guanghu sighed and looked at the score on the scoreboard.

My mood improved a lot.

No matter what, I finally won this semifinal.

Less than a minute after the game restarted, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Merela shook his head and took the lead to leave the court while cursing.

Not even Zeng Zheng's outstretched hand was touched.

In the stands, under the performance of the drum band, the familiar March of the Volunteer Army sounded.

When the players heard the sound, they immediately came to the sidelines and stood in a row to bow to the fans.

"Tseng!"

Zeng Zheng did not wait for his opponent's handshake, but received a warm embrace from a former disciple.

"Boss Zeng, I knew your team wouldn't give in so easily!"

Ronaldinho is still the same Ronaldinho.

Even if he is the loser, his face is still filled with the sunniest smile.

"Ronnie, if it weren't for your free kick, my team wouldn't have played so badly!"

"Boss Zeng, please stop bragging for me. If it weren't for your guidance, I wouldn't be where I am today!"

Ronaldinho's words were very sincere, and Zeng Zheng was filled with emotion after hearing this.

When Ronaldinho was ostracized at Gremio, he once asked Zeng Zheng if he could go to China to play football.

Zeng Zheng, who is well aware of Ronaldinho's talent, is lying if he says he is not impressed.

But looking at Ronaldinho's string of unfulfilled talents, he didn't dare to let the only football wizard in the world go to China and fail.

Looking at it now, keeping Ronaldinho in Brazil is definitely the right choice.

"I heard that you have been selected for the national team?"

"Well, I'm going to play in the America's Cup in a few months." Ronaldinho put his finger under his nose and rubbed it with a trace of pride on his face.

"Not bad, not bad, you are making great progress!"

Zeng Zheng nodded, and then lifted up Ronaldinho's jersey unexpectedly.

Faced with Zeng Zheng's "sudden" attack, Ronaldinho was not prepared at all and didn't even ask a question.

When he saw the six-pack abs on Ronaldinho's belly, Zeng Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

With Ronaldinho's talent, 20 years old is far from his end.

But the Brazilians' self-discipline is only limited to the local league.

Apart from Kaká, Zeng Zheng couldn’t think of another talented star who could truly maintain self-discipline in Europe.

"Are you interested in any European clubs?"

"Well, Arsenal asked me to come over for a trial training." Ronaldinho said proudly.

In front of Zeng Zheng, he was like a child eager to show off.

"Arsenal!" Zeng Zheng thought for a moment, "Arsenal is a good place and suitable for your style of play. What about you? Do you have any ideas?"

"I think it's good." Ronaldinho responded, "But the labor certificate is difficult to process. My agent said that it is best for me to play in other national leagues first."

Zeng Zheng also nodded after hearing this.

indeed.

Ever since Sun Jihai and General Fan went to the Premier League, England has issued a labor certificate, making it difficult for players from other continents to play in the Premier League.

But Zeng Zheng didn't mind that much.
To be continued...