Vol 3 Chapter 211: For my "World Cup"

The disc that the coaching staff asked the players to watch was called "homework" because Magat was to be accepted the next day. He will specifically find everyone, communicate individually, understand their familiarity with their opponents, and what coping strategies they will take in the game. In this session, you can see which players have a good sense of the overall situation.
　　Everyone was a little trembling, Magath said, if anyone's answer made him unsatisfied, he would have to add a group of physical training in the hotel gym at night. And the reason sounds unassailable: "Since you can't find a smarter way to deal with opponents, you can only be physically involved and constantly running on the field, which can always cause pressure on your opponents."
　　 No one dares to neglect. No one wants to because the extra training at this time affects the normal state, especially the main players. If the devil feels that his physical condition is not up to standard, he will be out of the starter.
　　 The defenders are the hardest, especially Hevedes and Westman, who will let Barcelona have the Messi killer, can limit him, will determine half of Schalke's success or failure.
The two were obviously well prepared. Messi’s own style of playfulness and skill at the foot started to talk, and it sounded more professional than the team’s tactical analyst, but what made them depressed was that they spent most of the night doing their homework. After listening, Magath just smiled and didn't have a comment, but just said to them: "I hope you can do it on the court. Well, let's call Zhou over, it's his turn."
　　Westman quietly said to Zhou Tiancheng: "Week, you should report the results."
　　Zhou Tiancheng saw his face and smiled: "Haha! Haike, it seems that you haven't done your homework, the head is not satisfied? Oh, you are miserable, sympathetic, but forgive me for nothing."
　　 "You think too much, that's not true. However, good luck."
　　 Zhou Tiancheng smiled mysteriously: "Relax, my answer is satisfied with him."
　　……
　　 "Week, I want to hear how you plan to deal with Harvey."
　　 Magath showed a look of expectation. If Zhou Tiancheng found a targeted solution, Schalke had a big chance of winning the other half.
　　Zhou Tiancheng coughed lightly and replied: "Close to the body."
　　After saying this sentence, there was no more text. After a few seconds, Magath asked in doubt, "Is it finished?"
"Finished, what else do you want to hear, Boss?" Zhou Tiancheng spread his hands in two hands: "Harvey's vision and passing skills are absolutely top-notch. I didn't think of any other way than creating huge pressure on him. ."
Magath frowned slightly: "This is indeed an effective method, but Zhou, you are not a defensive midfielder, but our core midfielder. Harvey is good at passing the ball on the move, according to your method, This requires you to put a lot of energy into defense. I want to know what to do with offense?"
　　Zhou Tiancheng shrugged: "It's time to see the situation on the court, I believe we can have the opportunity, you can't count everything, right?"
　　 Looking at Zhou Tiancheng's confident expression, Magath was not questioning anything. He believed Zhou Tiancheng. At this time, he just smiled: "Well, Zhou, I believe your judgment."
　　 "Relax, boss, I will try my best."
　　……
　　The time passed day by day, and finally it was time to officially leave Madrid, and Schalke reappeared in the media lens after so many days.
"Schalke set off. They went to fight to create an unprecedented history. In the past few days, they have completely disappeared in the eyes of everyone. The final team is so mysterious. It is really rare. Magath these days. The practice of retreat may be the prelude to the opening of the miracle. That’s right, looking at the expressions on the players’ faces, the smile is full of confidence. Just like facing an ordinary Champions League game, no pressure is the best state."
　　The local TV station kept squatting outside the hotel door these days, presenting the expressions on the players' faces as soon as possible.
　　The journey of Schalke is more tossing than Barcelona. After all, Gelsenkirchen is too small to even have a domestic airport. They need to take a train to Frankfurt and take an international flight to Madrid from this most developed airport in Europe.
　　Although this way tortures people, the players are full of energy. A few days of confinement life, just waiting for this day. On the train, Westman, Neuer and Zhou Tiancheng sat together, don't look at Westman as the captain of the team, but off the court, he is definitely more open than anyone else.
Zhou Tiancheng saw that he had been twisting his body, and he was very restless, and his shoulders pressed him: "What are you doing, Haike? There are nails on the bench? Crowded me. In the past, don't be so tight, tell you, Buddies are normal people."
　　Westman glanced at him: "Are you normal? I always think you are not normal. Zhou, now you tell me honestly, are you nervous?"
　　 Zhou Tiancheng shook his head.
　　Westman blinked: "What do you think of the final?"
　　 "Of course it is to win Barcelona."
"Look, I'll say you're not normal." Westman smiled. "It's okay to win. Our goal is of course the championship. But you are not nervous playing Barcelona. You are not normal. Are they? Not yet qualified to attract your attention?"
　　 "What kind of fallacy are you, Haike, do you have to be nervous to be valued? Look at this man next to me, Manuel sits more stable than me."
　　Noel answered: "Haha, Zhou, I have to show no tension, otherwise, the boss may press me directly on the bench."
　　As a goalkeeper, you must have a stable psychological quality, and tension is easy to cause movement deformation.
　　Westman whispered: "Week, don't tell him anything. For him, the Champions League final is just an accidental giveaway. This guy really hopes for the World Cup next month."
　　 "Haike, you have to be responsible for this! You have been brushed down by the national team, can't you be so jealous?"
　　 "Okay Heco, Manuel wouldn't be like that. Don't question your teammates like this. The decisive battle is ahead, it's not good."
"Look, Haike, Bai Huo is so old, Zhou will be more human than you~EbookFREE.me~ Hey, Zhou, do we have a chance to meet at the World Cup? I really hope to play with you last year. You scored a goal for me, you have to give me a chance... Well, but unfortunately, the group stage is gone."
　　 "Uh..." Zhou Tiancheng's face stiffened, but then he smiled: "Manuel, wait for me for four years, if you can still play in the World Cup next time."
　　 Zhou Tiancheng is not particularly ashamed of his teeth, anyway, it is not him who buried the future of the Chinese team South Africa World Cup.
　　Noel understands, patting Zhou Tiancheng's shoulder: "Chou, I express regret, have you ever thought about changing your nationality? If you become a German, we have the opportunity to create a big scene in the international arena."
　　Zhou Tiancheng chuckled: "Thank you for your concern, I am very satisfied with the current nationality. And I have played on behalf of the Chinese team in international A-level competitions, it is impossible for you to naturalize me."
　　 "That's really a pity."
"No regrets, Manuel, it is good to play in the Champions League final. Not all stars in the world will play in the World Cup. George Weah has not played in the World Cup, but he still took Mr. World Football and did not affect him. Status. The European Champions Cup is my World Cup, and I quite like Shevchenko."
　　Noel smiled, he looked at Zhou Tiancheng and twiddled his phone, and did not answer any more.
　　Zhou Tiancheng opened his Weibo, took a selfie, and wrote a final statement:
　　 set off, go to Madrid, for my "World Cup"!
　　 The true Hercules Cup may not be touched in this life, but another holy grail that all the world-class stars have dreamed of is close at hand.