Chapter 99: To become stronger

Looking at the words "Mission failed" in the system task log, Hu Lai sighed helplessly.
This is the first time he has encountered a situation where the task has not been completed.
Although there is no punishment for failure in this mission, it is still a pity that he can't get the mission reward.
After all, that's 300,000 points!
And he has already spent 700,000 points in this Asian Cup, so he is not well-off.
So the reward of 300,000 points is actually very important to him.
This task was received by Hu Lai before the current Asian Cup, and it is also the first time this salted fish system has released a task this season.
The task is related to the Asian Cup.
But it is different from the previous situation where the conditions for completing the tasks were ambiguous-previous tasks similar to this type of competition, such as the Olympics and the World Cup, all required Hu Lai to achieve good results in the competition and have a guaranteed task reward. As long as Hu Lai's performance is not too hip, he can get a little task reward.
This time the mission has a very clear goal, that is, to help the Chinese team reach the Asian Cup semi-finals.
It happens to be the official goal set by the Football Association.
It seems quite humane-the Football Association officially requires the top four, so the goal of the system task is also the top four.
So it seems that the task given by the system is not too difficult or impossible to complete.
After all, Hu Lai had never failed a mission.
So when he saw this task, he felt that the current Asian Cup was stable, with at least the semi-finals, luck and hard work, maybe he could really win the championship?
He never expected that the mission would really fail...
He once thought that the system release task was actually a kind of spoiler in disguise, but it seems that it is not the case now.
Therefore, compared with not getting the reward, the discovery of "the mission will really fail" shocked Hu Lai even more.
The task is by no means a system welfare...
After deleting the failed task in the task log, Hu Lai exited the system.
He received a WeChat message from Wang Guangwei on his cell phone: "How about Hu Lai? Um...what's your reaction to what I said?"
"No reaction..." he replied.
"Are they not angry? They didn't scold me behind their backs, did they?"
When Hu Lai saw Wang Guangwei’s cautious question, he laughed and replied: "Oh, I forgot. I scolded you. They scolded you so badly. I can't repeat it. I'm afraid this book will be sealed. ..."
"Fuck..." Wang Guangwei replied after a while, "Seriously! Did you say something? Don't get me wrong, I don't have an opinion with everyone, I just... Those words have actually been held in my heart for a long time. . I think everyone should understand me, so I said it, otherwise I will definitely continue to hold back..."
"It's okay, don't think that all of us are careful-of course, Luo Kai, I can't guarantee it-Brother Huan said that you are right, we really have to work hard."
"That's good……"
Just looking at the text, Hu Lai could also feel that the old Wang holding the phone should be relieved.
"But Lao Wang, I really didn't expect you to think of so much. Including the World Cup, it's been more than half a year."
"I also thought about it for a long time. I felt wrong no matter what I thought, and I couldn't convince myself-at the time, it was obvious that we could advance to the knockout round by scoring one more goal. Why would everyone be satisfied with a draw in the end? Now I think it's incredible. , But it was really like that back then..."
"It's the first time after all. Everyone has never seen the world. I think it's great to be able to draw against the Brazil team..."
"Then I hope that next time, we won't be the same as Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden."
"I don't think it will, Pharaoh. Next time, we will definitely do better than the first time. You haven't seen the look in everyone's eyes after hearing what you said."
"What kind of look?" Wang Guangwei asked curiously.
"Fire in my eyes!"
Wang Guangwei looked at Hu Lai's answer on the phone screen and smiled.
He also posted a smiley face on WeChat.
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"Thank you, son!"
When Chen Xingyi returned to the apartment he rented in Amsterdam, the Netherlands, he opened the door to see the smile of his father, Chen Hantang, and his caring greetings.
"Tired on the road?"
Chen Xingyi didn't give him a very positive response when he came in. He just shook his head to show that he was not tired.
This surprised Chen Hantang: "What are you doing? Are you still angry about being out of the Asian Cup? Actually, don't care too much, your performance is already very good..."
Chen Xingyi interrupted his father and asked, "Dad, do you think we are doing quite well?"
"Hey, it's worth it to get rid of Little Japan!"
"Sure enough, what Pharaoh said was right..." Chen Xingyi said to himself.
"Pharaoh? Wang Guangwei? What did he say?" Chen Hantang was confused.
Chen Xingyi told his father what Wang Guangwei said when they were at Frankfurt Airport.
In the process of his narration, the expression on Chen Hantang's face, who was originally smiling, gradually became serious.
In the end, all the smiles disappeared, and instead they were lost in thought.
Chen Xingyi continued: "Dad, do you remember that I told you the dream I had after the World Cup?"
"On the plane back home, you dreamt that you hit the ball on the door frame and missed the chance to kill Brazil?"
Chen Xingyi nodded: "Yeah. Look, Dad. I don't even dream of... I don't even want to beat Brazil, but hit the door frame with my kick..."
"What does it matter? That is a dream after all..."
"I'm serious, Dad. Dreams are a collection of subconscious minds. At best, I can only dream of hitting the door frame instead of dreaming that we defeated the Brazilian team... Then it's interesting." Chen Xingyi said seriously.
"So Lao Wang was right. At that time, we were satisfied with just tying with Brazil, satisfied with the undefeated World Cup group stage, and didn't think there was anything wrong with going home after the group stage... You all think Our performance was very good, but in fact it was not good at all. Obviously, if we gritted our teeth and insisted on fighting hard, we would be able to eliminate Brazil and make it to the knockout stage... Such a good opportunity was wasted by us... Can you say good performance?"
"It's also possible... No, it's very possible. You did it, but you didn't score. You didn't get anything."
"Then at least we fight, it means that we want to win, not to be happy for a draw! I think this is the most important point. As a professional player, shouldn't we be born to pursue victory? Are you complacent about a draw?"
Looking at his decisive son, Chen Hantang didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.
"This is also true for the Asian Cup. Except for the defeat of the Japanese team, where is the best performance in other games? The Asian Cup and the World Cup are held every four years. How many opportunities can we participate in? This World Cup, fans Satisfaction is because it is the first time we have participated in the World Cup after all, but the next time? You can't always expect the fans to be so reasonable, right?"
Chen Hantang nodded and admitted that his son was right.
The fans are indeed more tolerant of that Chinese team. This kind of tolerance has never been seen before.
But if the players themselves regard this tolerance as "as they should", as they deserve it, it would be wrong.
This has nothing to do with whether the Chinese team has the strength to look forward to better results, it has something to do with the requirements of a professional player.
A player who is only satisfied with the tolerance of the fans will never improve.
Until now, some people have repeatedly said that "the Chinese team is the only undefeated team in this World Cup". All kinds of marketing accounts that understand the ball but not the ball, they mention this when they talk about the national football, as if China Football for so many years is worthy of a special book.
But should the players be as unqualified as the marketing account?
Chen Hantang was suddenly relieved-his son was not satisfied with his past results and went out to participate in the Asian Cup, but his mental consciousness improved.
He originally felt that in order to participate in the Asian Cup, interrupting his son's rhythm in Amsterdam is not worth the loss. But now it seems, how can you know bad luck? Being eliminated in the Asian Cup, it would be worth it if he could grow his son.
Thinking of this, he said to his son very seriously: "Then you have to work harder to improve yourself, lest nightmares come true!"
"Don't worry, Dad, I'm ready to compete again!"
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"Zhang, in fact, you don't need to worry so much, you can take a good rest..."
When Sarria coach Arno Casas met Zhang Qinghuan on the training ground, he was a little surprised-if he remembers correctly, Zhang Qinghuan should have only returned to Barcelona yesterday afternoon.
He did not inform Zhang Qinghuan to come and train with the team on the second day of his arrival in Barcelona.
"My body is in good condition, sir." Zhang Qinghuan said respectfully but firmly, "For me, the best way to rest is to spend it in the gym."
Feeling the fighting spirit shown by Zhang Qinghuan, although Casas was a little confused, he was still satisfied with his attitude.
So he also made a promise:
"When your physical condition returns to normal, I will let you play in the league as soon as possible, Zhang."
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"Good news, Zhiyuan!" The agent Qiu Xinrong put down the phone and knocked on Lin Zhiyuan's door~EbookFREE.me~ What good news, old Uncle Qiu? "Lin Zhiyuan lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and at the same time answered casually.
"Yesterday's checkup results came out, and your injury is recovering very well. If it goes well, maybe you only need another month to return to the game!"
Lin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fists: "Okay!"
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"You said you want to increase your strength training, but in fact your strength is in the domestic players of the same age... No, not only the players of the same age, but also great. I am afraid that this is not necessary?"
Cao Wei, the head coach of Shanhaihaimen, looked at Zhou Zijing standing in front of him with interest and asked him questions.
Zhou Zijing stood upright with her hands behind her back and replied, "Because I want to be stronger!"
(End of this chapter)