Chapter 662 Newcomers of the National Team
"As the second half of the top 12 matches is approaching, the Chinese national team has announced a new round of training roster. It is worth noting that in this training roster, several names that we are all familiar with are missing and replaced by These are several young former Olympic players. This is the latest change brought to the team after former Olympic team coach Shi Wuyin became the acting head coach of the national team..."
Sports news is being broadcast on TV, and the news that gets the most attention today is naturally the national team's preparations for the top twelve games.
As the voiceover was announced, the complete list was printed on the screen.
At the bottom of the list are several names listed separately, marked: "Newly Selected Players"
They are: Wang Guangwei, Chen Xingyi, Luo Kai, Guo Junfu, Liu Yan and Gao Ruimin.
The same news spread quickly on the Internet and caused heated discussions.
"Oh! This is really a big change!"
"He is truly an emperor and a courtier. As soon as Shi Wuyuan arrived, he vigorously recruited his old team from the Olympic team..."
"I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing for the national team. The top 12 games are coming soon. With so many new players recruited at once, how will the team adjust?"
"People upstairs, please stop talking about 'run-in'. When Hu Lai was recruited into the national team, didn't Wilson use this excuse to drag Hu Lai down for four games? As a result, in these four games Here, we have one win and three losses, and all the good situations have been lost. Those well-adjusted lineups have not led to victory. They are losing anyway. I don’t think it makes any difference whether they are integrated or not.”
"That's right! At that time, it was said that Hu Lai couldn't play because he didn't get along well with the team, and many people believed it. Looking at it now, it's just nonsense!"
"It doesn't matter who he is, the emperor or his ministers, as long as we can qualify, we can do anything!"
"My friend, how confident do you think our national team is in making it to the World Cup? I think the odds are against us..."
"Why doesn't anyone pay attention to those people who were not selected for the national team? I won't talk about the others. Lian Changxing and Jiang Wanqing were not selected. I really can't understand this. Especially Jiang Wanqing, the captain of the Shanhai Sailors, Why can’t I be selected for the national team? To be honest, I really don’t understand Shi Wuyin’s list..."
"I can't understand either. Lao Jiang has played 75 games for the national team and is an unbeatable main force in Shanhaimen. Although Gao Ruimin has played well in Tenglong this season, I think he is still less popular than Lao Jiang. A little worse..."
"I feel that Shi Wuyin's move is a bit risky. He obviously hopes to make up for the short training time by recruiting a large number of players from the Olympic team that he is familiar with, and there are mutual adaptation problems between the team and him... But these young people Can a person hold up in the national team? If the performance is not good, the confidence of young players will be damaged, and he, the head coach, will also be questioned... The most important thing is that the national team does not have this kind of trial and error at all. Qualifications, losing a game may be a disaster.”
"Who says it's not the case? If the team fails to qualify because of recruiting so many new players, I think Shi Wuyin will definitely be scolded to death!"
"Are you thinking too far ahead? I don't know how long Shi Wuyin can coach the national team. Of course he will die if he gets too addicted..."
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There has been a quarrel on the Internet about this roster. Fans of the old international players and fans of the new international players have opened up second, third, fourth... battlefields online.
Especially the fans of Chen Xingyi and Luo Kai, they are the happiest and proudest now, but in the eyes of the fans of the old national football team, this is another ironclad proof that "the rice circle culture has eroded the football circle".
Everyone was so noisy, which may not be a good thing in the eyes of some people.
Wang Guangwei was sitting on the sofa at home, diagonally across from his father. The latter looked at the news commentary program on TV about the changes in the national team personnel and sighed, but said nothing.
But the mother, who was sitting between the father and son, said: "Guangwei, your dad and I are really happy for you to be selected for the national team. But your dad... he is worried that it may not be the right time to be selected for the national team... …”
"This is a very bad time," my father said. "Shi Wuyin doesn't know how long he can stay in this position. He may be a little impatient and recruit you as a life-saving straw. But he has never thought about what you newcomers will do if he gets out of class. Then the new coach will Once the old players are brought back, won’t you become stepmothers? The head coach may not like you, and the old players will crowd in and exclude you, and you will suffer from both sides.”
Wang Guangwei, who had been silent before, said: "Then what can I do, dad? Refuse to be called up by the national team?"
His father glared at him: "Then you will die faster. If you shoot first, go to the national team and keep a low profile for me, and don't get involved in those disputes!"
"Dad, when did I become a troublemaker in your eyes?" Wang Guangwei felt helpless.
The father was also stunned for a moment. Indeed, his son Wang Guangwei has always been a calm, reserved and low-key person...
So he waved his hand: "Anyway, since you have been selected, there is nothing you can do. Go and build a good relationship with the old players. Those who deserve to be worshiped by the dock should be worshiped by the dock. Don't be arrogant... You must be serious whether you are playing or not. Practice conscientiously and stay away from those media reporters. Don’t answer anything they ask you.”
Wang Guangwei smiled and said: "Dad, I am going with Brother Huan. He is an old man in the national team. I followed him and he agreed to protect me. Brother Lin also let me go to the national team with peace of mind... and Hu Lai , His status in the national team is not low now. Who in the national team dares to look down on him? So dad, you see, although I haven’t been to the national team yet, I’m not a newcomer who doesn’t know anyone.”
Hearing what he said, my mother turned to her father and said, "Look, our son doesn't have anything to rely on. I told you not to worry so much..."
It is indeed difficult for a father to refute his son's words. He can't say that Zhang Qinghuan, Qin Lin, and Hu Lai are nothing, right?
Not to mention Zhang Qinghuan, Qin Lin has retired, but his influence in Chinese football is still there.
Hu Lai is even more popular. He has only been in the Premier League for more than two months and has scored six goals. His number of goals in the Premier League is twice that of Park Soon-tae, the "Light of Asia".
The football world is all about strength, and this is Hu Lai's strength.
Hu Lai, who has this kind of ability, is not just going sideways in the national team, at least no one dares to mess with him.
And his son and Hu Lai are good friends, so this situation is stable...
But if there is any discrepancy in the performance of the Chinese team... these three people may not be effective! When the time comes, if public opinion and fans look for someone to take the blame, they may not dare to let Hu Lai take the blame, but they can let a newcomer like his son take the blame!
Thinking of this, the worried old father sighed again.
Hearing him sigh, my mother became upset: "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't sigh all the time if nothing happens!"
The father glanced at her: "You don't understand."
"I don't understand? Haha." Mom sneered, "Wash the dishes! You don't wash the dishes after eating, do you plan to continue using them tomorrow, right? I have no objection..."
The father obviously wanted to be alone, so he quickly got up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Behind him, his mother held her son's hand with a smile on her face: "Don't listen to your dad's nonsense. It's a good thing to be in the national team. Perform well. Even if we don't make it to the World Cup this time, we can still accumulate experience. Four Maybe it will be OK in the next year?”
"Don't worry, Mom." Wang Guangwei nodded.
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Chen Xingyi was loading clothes into his suitcase. His father and agent, Chen Hantang, was leaning against the door frame of the room, looking down at his mobile phone.
While reading, he said: "Oh, in such a short time, more than 30 people have liked it, tsk tsk!"
"What likes?" Chen Xingyi asked.
"I just posted it on Moments, and all of your aunts, uncles, aunts, uncles, and uncles... all gave me likes."
After Chen Xingyi put the clothes in his hand into the box, he picked up his mobile phone and opened the WeChat Moments, and saw the message from his father: "The dog was ordered to help the building when it was in danger, and turned the tide before it fell. The sea is flowing, and everything is possible." Show your true colors as a hero!”
Below is the forwarded news link to the national team training roster.
Chen Xingyi, who was holding a mobile phone, had a blank look on his face: "What you know is that I made it to the national team, but those who don't know think that I am going to Iraq... Dad, you are such a big man, why are you still so middle-class?"< br>
"A man is a boy until he dies!"
"..." Chen Xingyi was about to vomit. He threw his phone on the bed and continued to pack his things.
"Hehe..." Chen Hantang came over and sat on the bed, watching his son working, and said with a smile: "Son, you must try to stay in the national team this time, don't be kicked out after training, otherwise I will There is no place for such an old face..."
"You also know that this is a training team, not a registration list? Then why are you posting on WeChat Moments in such a hurry?"
"Hey, didn't I do this to put some pressure on you? Then you have no way out, son. You must go all out to stay in the national team. What a pitiful parent in the world..."
Chen Xingyi looked at his upright father and twitched his lips: "Then I really thank you, Dad."
"Don't thank me, son. As long as you make a difference, it doesn't matter how much your father pays. What does it mean if you just lose some people?"
Chen Xingyi felt that his father was going crazy today. He must have been stimulated by the news that he had been selected for the national team.
He looked exactly like Fan Jin had passed the national examination...
With him dangling in front of me like this, I feel embarrassed to be happy about being selected for the national team - we can't be as useless as this father who has never seen the world!
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"I understand, Mr. Wang. Don't worry, I will not embarrass our Thunderbolts. I will perform well in the national team and try to play...Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your concern."
The call was from Wang Shoude, general manager of the club. He told Luo Kai, who had been selected for the national team training list, some things. He also told him not to worry about what was said outside. If he had any questions, he could contact Hao De. With his experience in the national team, His qualifications can definitely protect him.
Luo Kai does not doubt Hao’s ability in the national team.
But he didn't want to ask Captain Hao, not because he didn't want to trouble others, but because he hoped to rely on his true ability to gain a foothold in the national team.
After hanging up the phone, Luo Kai pulled out a news screenshot on his phone.
The subject of the picture is Hulay wearing a Leeds City shirt and doing his signature celebration on the pitch.
There is a line of news headlines next to this image of Hu Lai:
"Five goals in three games, listen to the roar of the dragon!" 》
Even if Luo Kai didn't like Hu Lai in his heart, he had to admit that his opponent was very handsome when faced with this photo.
It's not about looks, but temperament.
Of course, anyone celebrating a goal in the Premier League looks cool.
Since Hulay joined the Premier League, Luo Kai has been hearing news about Hulay from as far away as the UK. It even gave him the illusion that this person had not gone to England at all, but was right next to him, and he could fully understand all aspects of him...from the most basic life, food, clothing, housing and transportation, to getting along with his teammates. , performance in training, and finally the game.
The media reported every detail and bombarded themselves.
He didn't refuse.
Even the news of five goals in three games did not make him block all news about Hu Lai.
Because he still remembers what coach Li Ziqiang said to him.
Think of Hu Lai as your opponent, not your demon.
So he even specially saved the screenshot of the news about Hu Lai's five goals in three games and kept it on his mobile phone.
Take it out and read it from time to time just to motivate yourself.
And now, when he is selected for the national team, it means that he is one step closer to Hu Lai.
I'll catch up with you, Hu Lai.
Looking at the handsome figure in the photo, Luo Kai thought silently in his heart.
At this moment, a WeChat prompt message popped up on the screen of his mobile phone: "Olympic Team: Someone mentioned you..."
He clicked in and found out it was from Hu Laifa:
"@王光伟@陈星罚@国君夫@高瑞民@六砚@罗凯, what are you doing standing there? Hurry up and send out red envelopes! Have you forgotten the rules of our group?!"
"A red envelope costs 500 yuan, divided into twenty-five parts, hurry up, hurry up! Use the energy you used to grab my red envelope! Don't wait! If you have the ability to grab the red envelope, you have the ability to give it away!"< br>
Just by reading these two sentences, Luo Kai seemed to be able to imagine Hu Lai's blabbing and mean face at this moment.
Why the hell did I let someone like this get ahead of me?
He sighed and opened the WeChat red envelope function.
Then he remembered that he didn't grab Hu Lai's red envelope. In order not to let this kid take advantage, he entered twenty-four copies when choosing the number of red envelopes...
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As soon as Zhou Shenghai entered the room, he saw his son lying on the bed with his eyes blankly staring at the ceiling. If he hadn't looked carefully, he could still see the rise and fall of his chest. It was as if he was dead.
"What are you doing, kid?" He stretched out his foot and kicked his son's foot that was hanging outside the mattress. The foot swayed weakly, as if the ligament and tendon connection had been lost.
"I feel...I have no love in my life..." Zhou Zijing murmured.
"Okay, almost done. Isn't it just that you were not selected for the national team? Isn't this normal? How many games have you played in the Chinese Super League? How many games have those people played? Why don't you compare with Lin Zhiyuan? He doesn't either Not selected for the national team? "The father doesn't care.
When Zhou Zijing heard Lin Zhiyuan's name, he was stunned for a moment, then sat up from the bed suddenly and slapped his thigh: "Hey, that's right! How could I forget him! The main goalkeeper of the South China Tigers is not even in the national team. Come in! Haha! How embarrassing!”
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"Fuck, fuck, fuck! I should have known I wouldn't choose a goalkeeper back then!" Lin Zhiyuan hammered the wall in the room. "Unfair!"
At the same time, the mobile phone kept ringing new message notifications. Lin Zhiyuan could guess with his knees that it must be the group of people who were selected for the national team showing off in the group!
Damn it, I don’t want to watch it!
Die!
I will never let you succeed in front of me!
Lin Zhiyuan hammered the wall again, and suddenly remembered that the lively WeChat group was probably because of those people handing out red envelopes... He vaguely remembered that when Hu Lai was selected for the national team, he had given out red envelopes once, and said that it would be a tradition in the future. ……
Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyuan turned around and flew back to the soft and elastic Simmons mattress in an extremely beautiful and stretched posture.
I immediately grabbed my phone, opened WeChat, clicked on the Olympic team group, and then swiped the "Thank you boss" emoticon down until I reached the red envelope. I couldn't wait to click in without even looking at who sent it. .
Then...
"You're too slow, all the red envelopes have been given out"
Lin Zhiyuan stared at this line of text for a long time, doubts gradually creeping onto his brows:
It shouldn’t be! Twenty-five people, twenty-five copies, one for each person in this group, how could they be all robbed?
He clicked on "Look at everyone's luck" and found that it read:
24 red envelopes were snatched up in 58 seconds.
twenty four!
This number became extremely huge in his eyes.
Lin Zhiyuan wants to throw his phone:
Who the hell gave this red envelope? ! who? ! It was agreed that there would be twenty-five copies, but you give out twenty-four copies. Do you know the rules?
Take another closer look:
Luo Kai’s red envelope.
Remarks:
Hu Lai is not allowed to rob.
"Fuck!"
Lin Zhiyuan threw the phone away.
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PS, Zhou Zijing was not selected for the Olympic team, so he is not in the Olympic team group. This error has been corrected. Thank you for reminding everyone! (End of chapter)