Chapter 305: Don't want to be a deserter

After the Chinese team's first World Cup match, although they did not win, because there were two goals, one of them was the Super World Wave.
So there is still a carnival on the Internet in China.
The Chinese team's game has also attracted worldwide attention.
Because the Chinese team and Algeria are the only two national teams participating in the World Cup for the first time in this World Cup.
As the newcomers to the World Cup, they naturally have "gimmicks", and it is normal to attract people's attention.
Around the world, everyone thought it would be difficult for these two new forces to perform well.
Those celebrities, experts, commentators, and reporters thought that this might be a tedious game.
After all, the two teams have no experience, and they may adopt a more conservative tactic in their first game.
As a result, when the Chinese team's starting lineup came out, the professional reporters exclaimed: "Oh my God! The Chinese team played 433?!"
Although there are two defensive midfielders, a midfielder 433, that is also an aggressive formation.
After watching this game, all those who thought this game would be dull before were slapped in the face.
They exclaimed: "This is the first time this World Cup has no winner or loser, but I watched it with gusto! This is definitely worth the price!"
"Four goals, including a very beautiful world wave! I thought that Hu Lai went to the national team, because he was limited by the level of the national team, he would not be able to show his performance in the club...After all, we saw There have been many players who have slaughtered all sides in the league, and when they arrived in the national team, it was as if they suddenly couldn’t find the manual... But I was wrong! Although this Chinese team still has many problems and worries about its strength, they have one thing that makes me Impressed-that is their level of understanding! All the players always seem to think of going together on the court, and there are few inexplicable coordination errors between them. This is amazing!"
"...I want to apologize for those words that underestimated the Chinese team. I thought it was a team where everyone except Hu Lai was'other people'. But in fact they are a whole. I originally thought they were the main player. The coach is unknown, and there will be no superb level. But looking at the performance of the Chinese team players on the field, they are obviously a well-trained team, not a straggler made up of eleven people. Whether it is an individual Performance or teamwork is remarkable. This is obviously the head coach’s credit..."
"Chinese football has long been on the edge of world football and lacks attention, so prejudice has arisen. But the Chinese team has used this game to tell us that the reason why they can reach the World Cup finals is definitely not based on a Hu Lai. After all, a striker with such characteristics as Hu Lai, if his teammates can’t make it...how could it be possible to make it to the World Cup? I think we should start paying more attention to Chinese football now, at least not to mention Chinese football, we only know one'HU '..."
After the speeches of these foreign media, foreign experts and famous reporters were translated to China, they aroused heated discussions among domestic fans, aroused their national pride, and became a hot topic on the Internet.
From being looked down upon and ignored to respected and valued, Chinese fans have a sense of pride.
As a result, there have been many teary and videos and articles on the Internet.
A large number of barrages, rewards, likes, and comments have been harvested on major online platforms.
Someone sighed: "In previous World Cups, what the media always said,'The World Cup is a fan's holiday', I don't realize this at all-how can I watch other people's festivals? But this time, I believe it! This is really a fan. The festival! Chinese fans finally have a festival, it is not easy!"
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The outside world reacted positively to the Chinese team's first game. It was basically good news. Fans, pseudo-fans, and non-fans all over the country were cheering, and the atmosphere was warm and peaceful.
But within the Chinese national team, this is not the case.
"Ugh……"
Li Zhifei sighed, attracting Shi Wuyin's attention: "Still worrying about Xiao Gao's injury?"
"No... Although Xiao Gao's affairs are quite annoying." Li Zhifei shook his head and said, "After this game, everyone is complimenting us..."
"Isn't that good? Lao Hong told me that in a tie with Algeria, there were two goals. We are already dealing with the leaders. Then we have no pressure and we can play whatever we want..." Shi Wuyin He said reflexively, and as he spoke, he reacted first, "Oh...that means that the opponents in the next two games will basically not be underestimated."
Li Zhifei nodded and shook his head: "That's what I mean. I expected Russia and Brazil to be proud to underestimate the enemy... so we still have a chance to take advantage. But if they don't underestimate the enemy, we basically have no chance..."
"Old Li, you..." Shi Wuyin pointed his finger at his partner, "Don't always think of beautiful things!"
Li Zhifei continued to say: "At first I knew that we would play Algeria first, and finally Brazil. I was very happy to be able to gradually increase the difficulty and let us adapt to the World Cup. It seems that it is better to play Brazil in the first game. Maybe they can steal a victory by taking advantage of their underestimation of the enemy? Even if they can’t win, it’s good to be able to draw the opponent. The same is a draw, the first World Cup points and two goals... If all this happens Isn’t it better than tying Algeria in the match against Brazil?"
Shi Wuyin was amused by Li Zhifei’s fantasy:
Don’t think about those that are missing. I have the same opinion as before: the final match to Brazil is really beneficial to our schedule. After the adaptation of the two World Cup matches, we will Be more mature and accumulate more experience. Under such circumstances, we can play against the strongest team in this group, so that we can learn more, and we won't be muddled and don't know how to play after playing a game. What happened."
Li Zhifei laughed when he heard Shi Wuyin's remarks: "Why don't you say you can be the head coach? This state of mind is different!"
Shi Wuyin gave his old partner a glance and continued: "Besides, since our goal is to train the team, let young people accumulate experience, and learn how to play against the world's strong teams. Isn't it better for the opponents to not underestimate the enemy? They come up with In the best state, we also use the best state. Just like a teaching game, the opponent doesn't value you and deal with you casually. How can you learn from him?"
Li Zhifei was left speechless by Shi Wuyin, so he could only nod his head again and again: "You are right. I just hope that the young people can really learn something from them, so that we can come here in vain..."
"At least from Xia Xiaoyu, I saw hope." Shi Wuyin smiled.
"Xiaoyu really played well. In this way, it should be okay to play Russia and let him partner Jiang Wanqing in the midfielder."
"Well, put Zhang Qinghuan in front..."
"By the way, what happened to Zhang Qinghuan's injury? I saw an ice bag wrapped around his thigh after he got off the court..."
Shi Wuyin frowned slightly: "I heard that I went to find Lao Feng when I returned to the hotel."
Hearing Shi Wuyin's words, Li Zhifei also frowned: "Is the situation bad?"
"It shouldn't be, it's just a relaxing massage after the game..." Shi Wuyin wasn't sure about it.
Li Zhifei sighed when he saw it, "If Zhang Qinghuan feels uncomfortable, we won't be able to play these two games!"
Shi Wuyin comforted him: "Don't worry. When Lao Feng is finished, we can just ask him."
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"Brother Huan, Little Xingxing, go and eat!"
Hu Lai and Wang Guangwei knocked on the door of Zhang Qinghuan and Chen Xingyi's room, preparing to send them to the restaurant for dinner.
Because the team performed well in the first game, the chefs brought by the national team from China made a special meal for the team as a treat.
I was very hungry after playing a game. Although I ate fruit cakes and other things, I could barely cushion my stomach, and I still had to eat a regular meal.
So everyone is looking forward to this dinner.
Before dinner, Hu Lai and Wang Guangwei knocked on the door.
It was Chen Xingyi who opened the door for them.
"Brother Huan?" Hu Lai shouted inwardly.
"Brother Huan went to the physiotherapy room." Chen Xingyi replied.
"Really injured?" Hu Lai was a little surprised.
He also saw the news guide raised a mouth, but based on his observations in the game, he felt that it was a head-to-head confrontation, which would be painful at the time, but it should be fine after the game is over.
As a result, now I heard that Brother Huan went to find Master Feng...
Master Feng is not originally from the Chinese team, he is the gold medal physiotherapist of the Chinese track and field team.
In this World Cup, the Football Association also invited him to do physiotherapy massages for the players through the relationship of the General Administration.
The level is not to say, quite superb.
"He said he should go to Master Feng and press a button. In this case, he dare not take it lightly." Chen Xingyi explained.
Hu Lai and Wang Guangwei instantly remembered Gao Ruimin, and both nodded solemnly.
It was a happy thing to get a point, but when the players took the bus back to the hotel, they heard bad news from the hospital.
Gao Ruimin, who had a kick against Sateri during the game and ended up injured, was diagnosed with a fractured right foot metatarsal.
Not to mention the remaining two World Cup games, this season's Super League will be absent for several months.
Everyone is a professional player, so naturally you know what consequences such an injury will bring to a player's career...
So when I heard the news, the scene was silent, no one spoke for a long time, and everyone's mood instantly fell.
As professional players, they are too empathetic.
Before the start of the World Cup, everyone was careful to ensure that they did not get hurt. Especially after hearing that Maxi Carey bid farewell to the World Cup due to injury.
As a result, only one game was played after the start of the World Cup. Their comrades still bid farewell to the World Cup due to injury...
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Zhang Qinghuan lay halfway on the physiotherapy bed and asked the masseur Feng on the team to massage his thigh muscles hit by Sateri.
Now he can still feel the pain when he presses it up.
In order to prevent the injury from affecting the subsequent game, he used an ice bag to make ice when he left the field.
But now, massage is used to circulate blood and relieve pain.
After Shi Zhizhi said at a press conference that he was also injured, he received concerns and inquiries from many people.
There are the coaches of the club, Zhao, the manager of Uncle Yong, and the ones from my mother, relatives and friends...
He knows why everyone cares so much, even nervous, because Gao Ruimin was seriously injured and bid farewell to the World Cup.
They are afraid that they will be injured and affected, even if they did not withdraw from the World Cup, they will also affect their performance in the World Cup.
He is also afraid.
That's why he returned to the hotel after the game and immediately came to the team's physiotherapist Feng Master.
Master Feng pressed him while chatting with him: "It's not a big deal, don't worry. After I massage, I promise not to affect your training and competition."
He also understood why Zhang Qinghuan came to him, so he offered comfort and relieved him.
Hearing what Master Feng said, Zhang Qinghuan asked: "Will it really affect my next training and competition?"
"Of course, it's just a small injury. It wasn't a big deal at all. If you let me press it again, it will hurt your hands!" Master Feng and Zhang Qinghuan joked.
As a physical therapist, he usually also works part-time as a psychologist. After all, most of the players who came to him for a massage were injured, so naturally they were not in a high mood. He not only gave the players a physical massage, but also a psychological massage.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, Zhang Qing laughed happily, with a relaxed expression on his face.
At this moment, there was a noise outside the physical therapist.
"Brother Huan! Are you there, Brother Huan?" It was Hu Lai's voice.
Before the words were over, people had already walked in. In addition to him, Wang Guangwei, Chen Xingyi, Xia Xiaoyu, Zhou Zijing and Lin Zhiyuan were also behind him.
Six people hurried in, making this temporary physiotherapy room, which was changed from the room occupied by the team doctors' own team, a lot crowded.
"Are you all here for a massage?" Master Feng was taken aback.
Hu Lai waved his hand quickly: "No, no, we are here to ask Brother Huan to eat." After speaking, he asked Zhang Qinghuan: "Is Brother Huan OK?"
"almost."
"That's OK, we wait for you."
Zhang Qinghuan turned his head and found a room of people just looking at him. Suddenly he had a bad sense of sight. He said: "Can you go out and wait?"
Everyone looked at each other and was a little surprised. They didn't expect Brother Huan to rush people when they just came in. This makes them a little...not comfortable, and they always feel that Brother Huan's mood doesn't seem high. Is it serious? Brother Huan doesn't want us to see his fragile side?
Hu Lai suddenly yelled, "Why are you going out? Don’t you think Brother Huan is doing physical therapy, it’s health care? I’m embarrassed to be afraid of being seen by us? Isn’t it? No, Brother Huan? You didn’t play anything when you were young. I've passed, now why are you still ashamed..."
Zhang Qinghuan couldn't bear to interrupt Hu Lai's nonsense: "Are you special, Hu Lai..."
Master Feng glared at Hu Lai: "What the are you talking about! What kind of health care? My youngest child, can it be a health care? The bathing master in the bathhouse is almost..."
Hu Lai clapped his hands: "Oh, Master Feng, you are a dream linkage!"
Master Feng was full of small question marks: "What stuff..."
Chen Xingyi next to Hu Lai has reached out and pinched his neck: "Hu Lai, your uncle!"
Wang Guangwei laughed out loud: "If you don't make a move, Little Xingxing, I didn't expect you..."
Xia Xiaoyu finally made the emoji from the WeChat group—he stretched out his hand to cover his face and smiled bitterly.
Zhou Zijing extracted the key words: "What kind of stem? What kind of stem? What does it have to do with Chen Xingyi?"
"Get out! It's okay!" Chen Xingyi pinched Hu Lai and cursed at Zhou Zijing while turning around.
In the end, Master Feng couldn't bear it, and blasted all the people who were making noise in the physiotherapy room: "Stay outside! Don't hinder my work!"
The young people were scattered with birds and beasts.
Before going out, Hu Lai grabbed the door frame and asked Master Feng: "Master Feng, isn't Brother Huan suffering from a muscle strain?"
"What are you thinking about! Can a muscle strain be a trivial matter?!" Master Feng glared at Hu Lai, as if to blame him for the crow's mouth.
"Oh, that's not good, it's not good..." Hu Lai also knew that this was not a joke, he hurried to laugh with him, and then retired.
After he drove everyone out and closed the door again, Master Feng returned to the bedside and shook his head: "It's not all to blame you, let them go out in a good way, giving Hu Lai a chance to use the topic..."
Zhang Qinghuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's mainly because they just stood in a circle and looked at me by the bed. It felt like they were coming to bid me farewell to the remains... unlucky.
Master Feng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
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"Master Feng is smiling... It seems that Brother Huan's injury shouldn't be a big problem..." Hu Lai said.
He originally exchanged 20,000 points for a bottle of [Recovery Ointment] in the system mall. If Brother Huan really had a muscle strain, he planned to find an excuse for Brother Huan to apply it himself.
But now, Master Feng didn't lie to himself.
Lin Zhiyuan folded his arms and watched the whole person lying on the door. Hu Lai overheared with a sneer: "You don't have to put your ears on the door, we can all hear you too! Hu Lai, you are so wretched!"
Hu Lai gave him a white look: "You know what a fart! You just heard Master Feng's laugh, but I heard Master Feng's delicate inner emotions from the subtle vibration of the door panel!"
"Huh?" Lin Zhiyuan was stunned. He didn't expect Hu Lai to have such a tricky angle.
"You don't understand, don't you? Master Feng's laughter was violent in the early part, and it burst out suddenly, like a high pitch suddenly picked up in a piece of music, which can immediately attract attention. But it is just a simple laugh, and It’s meaningless. In the middle section, Master Feng’s laughter was slightly lowered, and then spiraled upward. Finally, in the latter section, Master Feng’s laughter gradually subsided, but it seemed to be lingering in our ears, and it felt like three days around the beam. The laughter did not stop abruptly, but had a long aftertaste, expressing Master Feng’s relaxed and happy mood, what is this called? This is called'hearty'! Being able to make such laughter fully shows that he believes that Brother Huan’s injury is indeed true. No big problem, not comforting us..."
Behind Hu Lai's hands, his head was slightly raised, and everyone present was stunned by the way of talking. They stared at Hu Lai blankly, not knowing whether he was talking nonsense or was it true...
The corridor outside the room suddenly quieted down.
Until Zhang Qinghuan opened the door and came out, seeing them all look dumbfounded, he asked, "What are you doing? Do you play wooden games?"
Hu Lai quickly removed the pretense and greeted him: "They are impressed by my charm...How are you Huan brother?"
"Well, that's it."
Wang Guangwei also recovered and asked with concern: "How are you feeling now?"
Zhang Qinghuan bends his right foot slightly, then exerts force on his thigh muscles, carefully experiencing the sensation coming from the injury: "There is still a little feeling, but it is almost negligible."
Everyone was relieved.
"It was just a head-on injury. After time has passed, it will be fine." Zhang Qinghuan continued.
"Although it's not a big deal, it's good to be careful." Master Feng said as he walked out of the room. "Don't worry, after being massaged by me, your training and competition will not be affected!"
"Thank you, Master Feng." Zhang Qinghuan thanked him.
"Thank you, Master Feng!" Others also thanked him.
Master Feng waved his hand: "I am here to serve you. I am here to serve you. I can only make good use of it in the World Cup. I am also called a matter of this matter?"
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand again: "Let’s go to eat quickly, there will be no good food when we are late."
"Oh oh oh! Feast! Feast!"
Everyone hurriedly bid farewell to Master Feng, turned and ran to the elevator.
Seeing these young people walking away talking and laughing, Master Feng smiled behind them.
Knowing that Zhang Qinghuan was emotionally down because of his injury, so I came here to make him happy...
What a nice young man!
Zhang Qinghuan in the crowd listened to everyone telling him why he just came out and saw everyone froze there~EbookFREE.me~ As expected, it was Hu Lai who was pretending to be forced.
He laughed heartily.
It does not affect training, nor does it affect the game... That's great!
In the next two games, he will never be a deserter again!
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PS, although this chapter is a single change, there are nearly 6,000 words~
Tomorrow will still be updated, thank you
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