How to stop the Chinese team?

This topic is no longer a problem for the opponents in the World Preliminary Group Stage.

Because no team can stop it!

From Xi'an to Guangzhou, from Guangzhou to Singapore, and then from Singapore to the Maldives.

This away game requires two transfers.

Along the way, bamboo shoes from various places had already arranged the itinerary for Zeng Jiajun.

After arriving in Guangzhou, leaders such as Guangzhou Bamboo Shoes Xie Zhiguang and Yang Xu led a group of people to take charge of the transfer of a large amount of luggage for the national team.

Zeng Jiajun only needs to sit quietly in the VIP room to rest and wait for others to arrange everything.

Because the national team temporarily added one person, the original 757 planes reserved for the national team were already full.

For this reason, Singapore Airlines specifically changed its 757 aircraft to 777.

During the process of changing planes, Jin Zhiyang sprinted out as soon as he got off the plane.

Zeng Zheng asked curiously: "Coach Jin didn't go to the toilet on the plane?"

Chi Shangbin shook his head: "No, Lao Jin is anxious to see his granddaughter!"

You will find out if you inquire carefully.

Jin Zhiyang's daughter, who lives in Singapore, gave birth to a baby girl a month ago. Jin Zhiyang has not yet seen her granddaughter.

Knowing that her father was coming to Singapore for a layover this time, Jin Zhiyang's daughter took advantage of this opportunity to bring her one-month-old daughter over and let her grandfather meet her granddaughter.

Seeing Jin Zhiyang walking in the middle of the crowd on two legs, Zeng Zheng also said with emotion:

"I remember that Coach Jin had to take off his waist, right? It was really difficult for Coach Jin to see his granddaughter."

In order to wait for the national team to change planes, this 777 flight was delayed half an hour than planned.

It is not difficult to see that Zeng Jiajun’s reputation has reached an international level.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Be neat!"

"Everyone is waiting for us to get on the plane!"

Under Ma Keke's urging, the team members filled the airplane suitcases with their large and small bags.

"Sir, your luggage is too big. I suggest you check one piece in."

Xie Hui, who was carrying two boxes, was in a dilemma.

I looked around and handed the smaller box to the stewardess, but kept the big and heavy one.

"Is there a shooting treasure inside?" General Fan asked curiously.

"clothing!"

"It's a suit, right?"

Xie Hui smiled awkwardly.

It seems that Lao Fan guessed correctly.

"Lao Xie, this guy pays special attention to his image when he goes outside..."

General Fan showed off to the others with a stern look on his face.

Not long after takeoff, Li Weifeng pressed the call bell.

"Sir, what do you need?"

The stewardess came over and asked with a smile.

"Can you bring me a blanket?"

"OK."

Ma Ke could also come over at this moment.

"what's the situation?"

"Director Ma, Heizi's temperature has risen again."

When he was in Xi'an, Zhang Xiaorui's body temperature was 38.2.

Now he was on the plane to the Maldives, and his body temperature rose again.

After measuring my body temperature, it was already 39 degrees.

Two team doctors, Yin Yuhua and Yan Cheng, quickly went to the bathroom and gave Zhang Xiaorui an injection of antipyretic medicine.

Zeng Zheng didn't care much about this.

"It may have been caused by the rain in Xi'an, and the weather was cold during the competition, so it only happened in the past few days."

Zhang Xiaorui has already taken his own special medicine.

It's almost as good as getting off the plane and taking a nap.

It doesn't matter whether you recover well after the fever subsides or not.

Everyone knows that this trip to the Maldives is purely for tourism.

Zhang Xiaorui insisted on going to the Maldives with the team even though he was ill, just because he wanted to brush up on a few more statistics.

But now it seems that whether Zeng Zhengrang lets him play is a matter of two opinions.

Because the outcome of the first game was too disparate, except for Zhang Xiaorui and Xie Hui, all the other overseas players were driven back to the league by Zeng Zheng.

During this trip to the Maldives, several domestic international players were overwhelmed.

Who is willing to miss such a good public-funded travel opportunity?

A few hours later, through the plane window, everyone finally saw the lights below.

Everyone's mood also improved.

Maldives TV station sent a camera and of course a text reporter, but they were only reporters from a newspaper.

Along the way, there were many Singaporeans who didn’t know what was going on.

Most of the team members understand English and can communicate with the people around them.

This makes several players who don't understand English envious.

We all made up our minds to practice English well when we return to China this time.

After learning that this was a football team and not a table tennis team, the Maldivian fans at the scene happily raised a finger.

"We even scored a goal against the Chinese team!"

The team members smiled after hearing this.

Who would have thought that this goal has become a show-off for the fans of the Colts.

There is only one receptionist sent by the Maldives, and his task is very heavy.

Not only was he responsible for receiving Zeng Jiajun, he was also responsible for receiving the accompanying reporters, which moved the entourage very much.

As a result, these reporters were stopped when they boarded the ship.

"Isn't there still room on the ship?"

A reporter shouted loudly.

"Sorry, friends from the press, please take the next boat!" A bamboo-shoe official blocked the boarding gate.

Such a scene made the Malaysian reception staff at a loss.

He looked at the empty seats on the boat and complained in English: "Aren't you from the same country? Why don't you let them on the boat?"

The English-speaking reporters at the scene certainly knew what the bamboo-shoe officials were thinking.

But they couldn't explain it clearly.

I had no choice but to curse loudly: "Fake Squid!"

Vent your unhappiness.

"What's going on? Why haven't you sailed yet?"

Ma Ke came out and asked.

"Leader Ma, right away, right away."

Seeing Ma Ke, the official immediately changed his face.

Zeng Zheng also followed Ma Ke.

After a brief glance, everything became clear.

"Director Zhao, right?"

"Anyway, there are still so many empty seats on the ship, so let's let these journalist friends come on board."
To be continued...