Chinese champion

Chapter 259 The road to glory is tense
It was already late at night. After nightfall, Munich seemed very quiet, but the Sheraton Hotel where the Chinese team members stayed was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.

Zhu Jun turned over on the bed. Suddenly, Pei Wei's voice came from the side: "272."

Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment: "What 270 two?"

"Aren't you all asleep?" Wu Qi yawned from the side: "He said that including this, you have turned over 270 times."

"Damn, you guys are all bored. Tomorrow is the game. You guys still have time to count how many times I turned over if you don't sleep?"

"I can't sleep..." Pei Wei sighed, "To be honest, I'm very nervous now."

"Who is not nervous..." Zhu Jun also sighed: "Even if I was not nervous before the King's Cup final last year, but now I am really nervous. I want to sleep, but when I close my eyes, I think of tomorrow What will the game be like, and then the more I think about it, the more I can't sleep, I'm so annoying!" He yelled and sat up from the bed.

"Shh, don't disturb others to rest!" Pei Wei also sat up, put his index finger to his mouth and "Shhh": "So what can I do if I am nervous, I should sleep or sleep, otherwise how will I compete tomorrow. "

"It's really interesting to think about it. When we were still at the Wuhan Football School, we could only watch the World Cup on TV. When we heard that the players would feel nervous because they were about to participate in the World Cup, we were funny. How could it be possible to play a match? Are you nervous? We didn’t realize until we were about to compete in the World Cup that we would be really nervous!” Zhu Jun said with his hands behind his head.

Wu Qi muttered: "That's so strange, this is the World Cup, the big stage that every player dreams of, even if we have been professional players for so long and have been in Europe for so many years, there is no way we can't help it." Nervous."

Pei Wei tilted his head and looked out the window. The atmosphere of the World Cup was getting stronger and stronger. The hotel they stayed in was planted with propaganda banners of the World Cup in Germany. He could see something related to the World Cup as long as he turned his head outside.

Every time they go to the Allianz Arena to adapt to the venue, they can always see many flags, posters and other things related to the World Cup on the road, all of which remind them that the World Cup is here.

So this is the feeling of the World Cup... Pei Wei thought in his heart.

"Go to sleep, take care of yourself, tomorrow is our stage." Pei Wei lay down.

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In another hotel not far from the Sheraton Hotel where no team is stationed, Marco also couldn't sleep.

Zhao Xin was with her, and like Pei Wei, Wu Qi also sent the tickets to Zhao Xin, and Zhao Xin contacted Ma Keer, and the two good friends from middle school made an appointment When they come to Germany together, they will continue to cheer for the Chinese team until the Chinese team leaves Germany.

Zhao Xin, who was lying on the bed, smiled and jokingly said, "Why, you are also nervous, are you worried about Pei Wei?"

Ma Ke'er rolled her eyes: "Don't you worry about Wu Qi?"

Zhao Xin blushed slightly, and immediately regained her composure: "There's nothing to worry about. He's a goalkeeper. As long as this guy doesn't try to catch the ball like he did in the World Youth Championship, he should be fine."

"You're right." Ma Keer nodded with a little worry: "I'm just worried about Pei Wei. It's been less than two months since he recovered from his injury. As you know, he's always very nervous during games. Desperate, I'm really afraid that he will be hurt."

"It's useless to worry." Zhao Xin said, "Didn't you realize that although he has been injured several times, he always only needs to rest for a few months, and the most serious one was only eight months last year. A midfielder with a high frequency, he can survive in La Liga and Serie A, two famously aggressive leagues, and still achieve such good results, isn’t it a small miracle?”

Marco seemed to understand something: "You mean..."

This time it was Zhao Xinbai's turn: "You really don't understand? You should be more familiar with football than I am. Why can I see it but you can't? Is it because you care about it? Don't worry, Pei Wei is very good at it." He who protects himself on the court, even if he cannot avoid getting injured, he will make his chances of getting injured much smaller, no problem!"

Marco nodded, then she got up from the bed, put her hands on her chest, and began to pray for Pei Wei.

"Do you still believe this?" Zhao Xin said with a smile after Ma Ke'er finished praying.

"Don't forget that I came from a church school!" Marco said.

Good luck to Pei Wei, good luck to him, good luck to the Chinese team.

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June 2006, 6, 15:6 p.m. local time, 11:[-] p.m. BJ time, Allianz Arena, Munich.

"Everyone! The building behind me with the huge white circular roof is the Allianz Arena in Munich, where the World Cup opener will be held. It will host three group matches and a semi-final. It is one of the most modern stadiums in the world. "Wang Jianxiang of CCTV-5 stood in the square opposite the Allianz Arena with a microphone in his hand. He raised his wrist to look at his watch. "It's 10:2006 p.m. A game is about to kick off! As you can see, many, many fans have gathered in front of the stadium. We saw Tunisian fans wearing Tunisian flags, and we also saw a large number of Chinese fans! They came from thousands of miles away Germany is here to cheer for the Chinese team! This will be an exciting moment! The Chinese team will play the last match of the group stage against Tunisia in this modern stadium!"

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In the hotel lobby, all the players are gathered here, with their own packages beside them, and the staff are busy sending their luggage to the bottom of the bus. After the game is over, no matter what the situation of the game is They all have to leave here and go to Hamburg to meet their second game in the group stage. Today is also the last day for the Chinese team at the Sheraton Hotel.

Wu Qi was busy making phone calls at home, Zhu Jun was listening to music, Hu Yong was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, Li Min and Du Wei were walking around in the lobby, Zhang Qi was playing games on his mobile phone, Some people were wandering around because they felt their legs trembling when they stopped, and more people were chatting, talking about the next game, talking about their opponent Tunisia.

Pei Wei leaned on the sofa, staring at a small pendant hanging around his neck in a daze. This pendant was woven for him by Marco before leaving Milan. Inside the delicate pouch at the bottom of the pendant was Holding a strand of Mar Ke'er's hair, Pei Wei held the bag in his hand, as if he could feel Mar Ke'er's body temperature.

"I will perform well in the competition." Pei Wei thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, members of the coaching staff - Menotti, Maradona, He Jin and Feng Yu came down from upstairs. Menotti clapped his hands and focused all the players' attention on himself.

"Let's go." Menotti said briefly, and took the lead on the bus.

The players followed him and got into the car. In one hour, they will set foot on the field of the World Cup. For most of them, it is the first time in their lives.

Pei Wei was the last one to get in the car. Before getting in the car, he looked up at the sky.

The sky is blue and today will be a good day to play football.

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The stadium is slowly filling up, Chinese fans occupy almost half of the stands, while Tunisian fans only account for one-third, and the rest of the stands are occupied by German home fans. In this respect, it is more like The home of the Chinese team.

Xiao Jun directed his subordinates to install the camera equipment, and waited until all the installations were completed. After checking twice, Xiao Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat on the sidelines with his camera.

Naturally, there are assistants to do the filming of the game. He, the number one European football reporter of the Sports Weekly, only needs to use his own camera to shoot the clips he thinks are worth keeping.

Thinking back to the days when I was looking for news by myself, it was really another world.

Pei Wei and the others have already played in the World Cup from the domestic youth team, and he has also changed from an unknown little reporter to a famous player who can enter the World Cup. Everyone is making progress.

Ma Keer and Zhao Xin came to the stands half an hour ago. It was an ordinary stand surrounded by Chinese fans. The smell of sweat, cigarettes and wine filled the air. Originally, Ma Keer was still worried about being in this unfamiliar environment. What would happen in China, but she was relieved when she saw that she was surrounded by Chinese compatriots.

Pei Wei said before that people who like football can't be bad even if they are bad. It seems really reasonable.

In fact, the surrounding fans were all focused on the upcoming game, and turned a blind eye to the two beautiful ladies. The charm of football is really great, and people don't even have the thought of admiring the beauties.

Listening to the fans around them constantly talking about the players of the Chinese team, Ma Keer and Zhao Xin were filled with pride. The people that so many fans pinned their hopes on were the closest people in their lives. feel proud of.

"Audience friends! Audience friends! As you can see, the Chinese team's bus is here! They arrived at the stadium one step ahead of the Tunisian team!" Wang Jianxiang's voice sounded very excited. In the camera, three police motorcycles cleared the way , and then turned into people's field of vision is the red and white bus with the word "China" sprayed on it. Through the light blue windows, you can clearly see the expressions of the Chinese team players.

The Chinese fans on both sides of the road immediately cheered. Their spirits had been blown up by the media. Seeing the hero in their hearts appeared in front of them, they stood up from their seats to greet the fans. The cheers became even more enthusiastic.

The bus drove into the stadium and stopped in front of a passage leading to the locker room. The players got out of the bus with their backpacks and walked into the locker room.

"Everyone, change your clothes and go out to warm up! Remember, the time is only 15 minutes. Go back to the locker room immediately when you arrive, and we will explain the tactics of the game!" Feng Yu said, clapping his hands.

The players of the Chinese team appeared on the court one after another, which aroused the cheers of the Chinese fans. The players from Tunisia have not yet arrived, so it is now a one-man show for the Chinese team.

Mar Ke'er's eyes lit up in the stands, she could see Pei Wei, but Pei Wei couldn't see her.

Although Pei Wei couldn't see Ma Ke'er, he knew she would be in the stands.

Pei Wei picked up the ball and passed it to Zhu Jun in the air. Zhu Jun volleyed the ball directly to Zhang Qi, and Zhang Qi also gave the ball to Pei Wei. Flying towards the gate, Wu Qi made a side attack and hit the ball out of the goal with a single fist.

Applause broke out in the stands of the Chinese fans.

"What do they seem to want to show?" Xiao Jun, who was watching the warm-up of the Chinese players from the sidelines, frowned: "There is no need to do this, the warm-up before the game only needs to be physical activity, it is necessary to do so Seriously? A little bit to please the fans."

The Chinese team's warm-up was halfway through before the Tunisian players came out. This time, the cheers were much smaller. Only the fans in their own country cheered. Compared with the cheers received by the Chinese team, it was quite shabby.

After the warm-up, the Chinese team returned to the locker room first. There were still 10 minutes before the start of the game, which was enough for Menotti to explain his tactics.

"I believe that everyone is very unfamiliar with Tunisia. In fact, I am too." Menotti's opening remarks made the players stunned. What's the matter? As a coach, doesn't he analyze the opponent's situation?

"The most famous star in their team is Ajax's Trabelsi. In Ajax, his position is left back, but in the national team he is a central defender. He has rich experience. Card The position is also very good, and it is a person that our forwards must beat. Similarly, although their two central defenders are only 1.8 meters and 1.8 meters tall, their air defense ability is not bad, and the two full-backs are very tall. One is 1.8 meters high and the other is 1.9 meters, so we must focus on ground offense in terms of offense."

"Zhu and Zhang, you two have a heavy task today. You need to break through more on the wing. The opponent's full-backs are tall, but they will not be very flexible, so you should try to break through their defense. , the ground ball is often used for crosses, and the scoring depends on our two forwards, Dong and Zhong, you have to give full play to your ability to grab points, and the task of scoring goals will be entrusted to you."

"Tunisia is used to a 4-5-1 formation, but their top scorer Dos Santos is injured and unable to play, so they will probably form a 4-4-2 formation, with a double midfielder configuration. They are most likely to play in midfield. Expelled, so, Pei, you will definitely be closely marked by the opponent today. You must try your best to attract the attention of the opponent and create opportunities for other teammates. Hu, you are the first barrier in the midfield, you must be good Protect the back line, and at the same time give full play to your long pass characteristics when counterattacking, creating good opportunities for the two sides."

"The focus of today's game is on the two flanks. Whoever can suppress the opponent on the flanks will have the upper hand!"

Menotti looked at his watch, the game was almost about to start, he looked at the faces of the players, from those young faces, he saw tension.

For this situation, Menotti has long been mentally prepared. Even Maradona felt nervous when he participated in the World Cup for the first time, let alone the players of the Chinese team.

Before Menotti could speak, He Jin cleared his throat first: "Everyone must be very nervous, right?"

nonsense!The players rolled their eyes in their hearts, who could not be nervous?Aren't you nervous?

He Jin smiled, and Menotti looked at the young Chinese coach with admiration. After all, he is a foreigner and needs a translator to communicate with the players. He cannot compare with He Jin in terms of communication. , so He Jin is more suitable than Menotti in alleviating the tension of the players, because he is familiar with these players.

"Actually, there is really no need for you to be nervous." He Jin continued: "What is our goal? It is not a world championship, but a historic breakthrough! Every step we make may be a historic breakthrough! Goals, points, wins! I know you all read the news online and know the expectations are high across the country, but now I'm telling you, that's bullshit! Games don't come from imagination, What is needed is for you to fight back with sweat and hard work on the court! I can tell you that the Football Association did not set any targets this time. The only requirement is to let us play on the court with a level, momentum, and our Chinese football. prestige!"

He Jin's words eased the tension of the players a lot. What He Jin said made sense. He didn't need to think about the consequences. He just needed to show his true abilities. What's there to be nervous about?
But in fact, through the player tunnel, the players stepped onto their own battlefield, where not only a game, but also the eyes of more than a billion people are looking forward to them.

"Let's go." Captain Sun Chenghai stood up, and under his leadership, the players walked out of the locker room.

(End of this chapter)