Chapter 229 There are many experts on the other side, but we have cheats! (Chinese National Football Team) Abdullah bin Khalifa Stadium is the venue for the U23 Asian Cup and is also the home ground of Qatari giants Al Al Duhail is not ranked high in the world, the team's status as a top club is unquestionable - the team owner, Crown Prince Tamimi, is the fourth son of the Emir of Qatar. With four hours left before the game, Guo Bingyan and his team boarded the bus to Khalifa Stadium. "Brother Yuan, I'll help you get it!" Liu Binbin ran over, pulled the Nike backpack off Jiang Yuan’s shoulder, and held it in his own hand. However, Jiang Yuan immediately took the backpack back and put it on again: "No, no, thank you, Brother Bin!" There are only two pairs of sneakers and a bottle of mineral water in the backpack. It doesn't matter if you carry it all. There is no need to ask others to help you carry it. "All right……" Seeing Jiang Yuan take the backpack back, Liu Binbin showed a lost expression. At this time, Wei Shihao walked onto the bus from the back and put a hand on Liu Binbin's shoulder: "Brother Bin, help me get it!" "Get out of the way!"
Liu Binbin rolled his eyes at Wei Shihao. Everyone said that this guy had no sense of propriety. Now that he saw him, he realized that he really had no sense of propriety. The substitute asked the starter to carry things. It was only thanks to Wei Shihao that he came up with the idea. Asian countries generally pay more attention to seniority. Wei Shihao's dual identity of being 20 years old and a substitute means that his status in this U23 team is destined to not be too high. "screw you" Wei Shihao put his bag on the empty space under the table and chair, leaning back in his chair and listening to music. The bus was moving, and the team coach Fu Bo was in the middle of the front aisle, instructing the players on what to pay attention to in the upcoming game. Fu Bo was talking about things like being polite and staying confident. Jiang Yuan found it quite new and so listened very carefully. The U23 game is slightly different from the professional league. There is no fixed press conference after the U23 game. Whether the players will be interviewed depends entirely on whether the reporters present are willing to interview them. "Hey, Brother Yuan!" Zhang Yuning, who was sitting in the back, put one hand on the backrest of Liu Binbin's chair and asked: "You play in the Premier League. Are there interviews for every game? Are there a lot of reporters?" "Um... not really. It depends on how the coach arranges it." Jiang Yuan spoke frankly, it was definitely unrealistic to have interviews after every game. Apart from the players themselves refusing, the clubs they belonged to would sometimes help the players to cancel interviews, which could be considered a form of protection for the players. "Well, that's great..." Zhang Yuning showed an envious look. He had played for Vitesse B team for almost half a year. Except for domestic reporters, no local Dutch reporter had interviewed him. "Brother Ning, you don't have to be envious. Interviews are not a good thing." Jiang Yuan laughed. He remembered that when he first arrived at Porto U17, he was just like Zhang Yuning, eager to be interviewed by reporters. For Jiang Yuan at that time, being able to be interviewed by reporters was undoubtedly a recognition from the fans and the team. But from Jiang Yuan's current perspective, being interviewed by reporters is not something to be envied, because this thing is sometimes really difficult to handle! "Um"
Zhang Yuning responded simply. He did not dare to question Jiang Yuan's words, but he also had his own opinions. Only capable people will be harassed by reporters, and Zhang Yuning wants to be one of those capable people. Head coach Fu Bo was originally sitting with team leader Guo Bingyan, but after the bus had been driving for about 10 minutes, Fu Bo walked down from the front and signaled Liu Binbin to give him a seat. "call" Fu Bo sat next to Jiang Yuan, his face full of smiles: "Are you used to the place you lived in yesterday?" The U23 team stayed in the most ordinary travel hotel in Qatar. The Football Association even wanted to arrange a three-star hotel for Jiang Yuan, but Jiang Yuan refused. They come out as a team, but they live in different places. Isn't that totally funny? Jiang Yuan shook his body and said, "Not bad. I slept on the plane and I feel very energetic. I am already looking forward to the game." "Ha ha!" Fu Bo laughed, and so did Liu Binbin and others who were sitting nearby. "By the way, this is for you" Fu Bo placed the backpack on his thighs, rummaged through the smallest compartment, and finally found a small fluorescent flat strap. Is this... the captain's armband? "Eh!" Jiang Yuan shrank to the right, blocking his body with his hands: "Master Fu, you can't do this, I just got here!" "Stop talking. The fans all know who should be the captain. If you refuse, it will be the Football Association that will be embarrassed." Fu Bo directly stuffed the armband into Jiang Yuan's hand. "Brother Yuan, Teacher Fu has already told us that you are the captain." "Yes, it's on the list now!" Zhang Yuning and Li Yuanyi at the back repeatedly spoke up for Fu Bo. Not only that, Liao Lisheng and Zhang Yinuo also advised Jiang Yuan to hold the armband in his hand. Damn, if Jiang Yuan doesn’t become the captain, let alone the coach, even the players like them will probably be exposed by reporters. Even though they are U23 football teams, there are still many people criticizing them. Both the players and coaches understand the situation. "call……" Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and put the armband in his trouser pocket. The pressure is increasing! …… The hotel where the team stayed was not far from the stadium, and the bus drove there in about 20 minutes. There were already many Chinese fans in red jerseys waiting around the Khalifa Stadium. When they saw the yellow bus approaching, they all rushed on. “China is awesome!” "Fuck, where's Jiang Yuan? Help me find him!" "Liao Lisheng, you are my life"
"Jiang Yuan is awesome! Awesome!" "..." Although I don’t know how many fans will be watching the game in the stadium, judging from the crowd surrounding the bus, there will be no shortage of Chinese national football fans in the stadium. "Jiang Yuan is over here, on the right side of the bus, come over here quickly!" "Awesome! I saw the real person!" "Jiang Yuan, let me touch you, I want an autograph!" "Jiang Yuan is awesome!" The bus was still moving slowly, but the right side where Jiang Yuan was was already surrounded by fanatical fans. Jiang Yuan was a little excited to see so many Chinese football fans at once, but he reached out to open the bus window but failed. “I have a window here!” Xie Pengfei at the back shouted quickly. He was sitting in the last row, with a small window on each side. "Thanks!" Jiang Yuan hurriedly ran down from his seat and sat down on the right side of Xie Pengfei, which was the position closest to the rear window of the bus. Crunch! Jiang Yuan pulled the window open with force, then leaned his upper body out and waved to the fans. The bus was driving very slowly, so Jiang Yuan was very safe. "Fuck, let me touch it!" "Shit, I left my pen at the hotel" A few fans who looked to be around 30 years old jumped up from the car window and gave Jiang Yuan a high five in the air. "Snapped!" "Snapped!" "Snapped!" Whenever he sees someone jumping up, Jiang Yuan will reach out his hand immediately. Only a Chinese person can say this. If Jiang Yuan did this at Stamford Bridge, he would have been dragged out of the car and raped by the local white people. When encountering female fans who are shorter or cannot jump high, Jiang Yuan will show off his super arm skills, holding the window with one hand and reaching down with the other. In the bus, Xie Pengfei grabbed Jiang Yuan's waist to prevent him from falling suddenly. After getting off the car, a female reporter and a photographer ran straight to Jiang Yuan: "Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan! Can I ask you a question?" After seeing Jiang Yuan nod, the female reporter began to ask: "Excuse me, in today's match, what kind of opponent do you think the Syrian U23 will be? In this cross-level match, what kind of performance are you prepared to show?"
"We must beat them to pieces..." Jiang Yuan was just about to talk nonsense when he suddenly saw the black and white square microphone in the female reporter's hand. CCTV "Well...there is no doubt that Syria U23 is a very strong opponent. Many fans think that I can look down on my opponents because I play in the Premier League, but that is not the case. Even if I am a professional player, I still feel pressure when facing a team like Syria U23." "For such a difficult game, I dare not say that I will give an amazing performance, but I will definitely do my best. Well, that's it, thank you for the support of the fans" Jiang Yuan smiled. "Then may I ask if you are the starter?" There are still more than 3 hours before the game, so Jiang Yuan definitely cannot speak at this time. "Well... wait until the game, one hour before the game, then you will know." After saying that, Jiang Yuan followed the main group and slowly walked into the stadium, with the cheers of the fans behind him. "The Chinese team! The Chinese team!" “China is awesome!” "Jiang Yuan is awesome!" …… "China Media Group, China Media Group!" "Good evening, dear audience friends, this is the second round of the 2016 Qatar U23 Asian Cup Group A, China National U23 vs. Syria National U23" "We can see that the players from both teams are already in position in the player tunnel. Standing at the front of the Chinese U23 team is the captain of the Chinese U23 team, Jiang Yuan, followed by Liao Lisheng, Wu Xinghan, and Liu Binbin!" "The referee of this game is Al Jassim, and the players are starting to enter the field." "The players wearing pure red jerseys and pure red shorts are the Chinese U23 team, and the players wearing pure white jerseys are the Syrian U23 team. Let's start by introducing the starting lineup of this game and the current value of the players." China U23 (4-3-3) Goalkeeper: Du Jia (12 euros) Defenders: Shi Ke (15 euros), Mi Haolun (12 euros), Wang Tong (18 euros) Midfielder: Liao Lisheng (15 euros), Zhao Yuhao (8 euros), Feng Gang (18 euros) Forwards: Liu Binbin (30 euros), Zhang Yuning (8 euros), Jiang Yuan (2000 million euros) Head coach: Fu Bo Syria U23 (4-3-3) Goalkeeper: Abdullatif Nathan (35 euros) "..." "Dear audience friends, we can see that the total value of the Syrian players in this game is 345 million euros, while the total value of the Chinese players is 2136 million euros. In terms of value, the value of China's starting lineup is more than 6 times that of Syria." "From the perspective of market value, our Chinese team has an absolute advantage!" Zhan Jun gave a very objective evaluation, and at the same time told the fans in the live broadcast room a not-so-cold piece of knowledge: Jiang Yuan’s net salary income in the past two months has exceeded the value of the entire Syrian team (starters + substitutes). The Dongqiudi Forum at this time. [Brothers, we have waited for this day. At the age of 17, he played in the U23 game. Others were leapfrogs, but Xiao Jiang was downgraded.] [The income is greater than the entire opposing team's worth. I am dying of laughter. Zhan Jun is so good at saying this. Does Syria have no face? ] [Everyone, be nervous. Don't relax. This game is definitely not easy. There are many experts on the other side.]
[There are many experts on the other side? But someone on our side is cheating...] 【Hahahahahaha! 】 [It is still difficult to qualify by winning two games in a row. But it is not necessary to win consecutively, as long as the goal difference is high, but Syria and Iran are not easy opponents. I hope these little guys can play well this year, otherwise they will be spectators again in the July Olympics.] [Olympic tickets, go for it! ] 【China is awesome! Jiang Yuan is awesome! 】 [Mourinho: Let me see what kind of opponent my beloved disciple is facing today. Damn, the opponent's value is not even as high as my beloved disciple's salary, what's going on?] [Remember, remember, brothers, don’t underestimate the enemy, shout with me that China is awesome, let’s do it! ] …… "China! Awesome!" "China! Awesome!" The Khalifa Stadium has a total of 1 seats, and the audience mainly comes from three countries. There are 4982 Chinese fans, 322 Syrian fans, and about 1500 Qatari locals. The AFC gave 5000 seats to each of the Chinese and Syrian teams. The Chinese team itself has a group of die-hard fans, and with Jiang Yuan's participation, it is not difficult to fill all 5000 seats. But due to Syria's population, economy, and some other reasons, the football team, especially the U23 football team, will not receive much support. In the 7th minute of the game, Zhao Yuhao and Zhang Yuning rushed forward at the same time, forcing Syrian striker Khalfa to make a mistake in dribbling the ball. Zhao Yuhao, who got the ball, immediately passed it to Liao Lisheng on the left. "To the left!" Fu Bo shouted from the sidelines. In fact, there was no need for Fu Bo to shout, Liao Lisheng would also pass to the left. The Guangdong guy raised his head and then sent a straight pass to the left. The ball passed over Syrian midfielder Mubayed, and Jiang Yuan who rushed out from the left sideline successfully got the ball. Jiang Yuan did not choose to dribble the ball down the field, but instead knocked the ball inward with his left foot and ran diagonally from the left to the center. Mubayed was preparing to return to defense, because Jiang Yuan was moving at a diagonal line, so he was confident that he could catch up with Jiang Yuan. In the end, Mubayed still took it for granted. With Jiang Yuan's acceleration level, few people could keep up with him in the English Premier League, let alone the Syrian Premier League! "Eh!" Jiang Yuan brushed aside Mubayed with his right hand and ran towards the middle at a very fast speed. Outside the penalty area, Liu Binbin reached out for the ball, but after thinking about it, he retracted his hand. "Jiang Yuan cuts to the middle and dribbles the ball into the penalty area. The change in rhythm is not obvious, but the speed is very fast." "Jenyat steals the ball, Jiang Yuan passes it to Liu Binbin, Liu Binbin passes it back to Jiang Yuan, a simple wall pass." "Jiang Yuan kicked the ball directly! The ball went in!" "hiss--"
Zhan Jun, the commentator of the CCTV5 live broadcast, took a deep breath. Don't even mention whether they are on the same level, there is no one like them at all. "Thanks!" Jiang Yuan ran over and high-fived Liu Binbin, who passed the ball, but there was no other celebration. To be honest, from Jiang Yuan's own feelings on the field, the gap between Syria U23 and the Premier League giants is bigger than imagined. Basketball skills are one thing, and physical strength is another. The guys on the opposite side wearing white jerseys gave Jiang Yuan the feeling that they were not full. They ran very slowly, and could not stand steadily if they were bumped into. If Jiang Yuan has to compare a team with Syria U23, he would choose Porto U17. If these two teams play against each other, the difference in strength should not be too big. Of course, the premise is that Felix cannot play. After the goal was scored, goalkeeper Nathan immediately blamed Jeniat: "Amuro, why didn't you block it?" "What am I blocking? God?" Geniat's retort left Nathan speechless. In the 14th minute of the game, Zhao Yuhao made a mistake in dribbling the ball and was found by Mubayed. After getting the ball, the Syrian team controlled the ball in the midfield and began to look for offensive opportunities. Jiang Yuan started to run back, but was stopped by Fu Bo outside the court: "No need to go back to defend, just walk there for a while" Row. Jiang Yuan didn't say much and slowed down his pace. Before the game, Fu Bo had specifically emphasized that if the team was ahead in the score, Jiang Yuan must not return to defense. The reason is very simple. If Jiang Yuan had to return to defense when the team was leading, Fu Bo would definitely be scolded by the fans. Although Chinese football fans are not as bandit-like as English fans, there are really a lot of trolls. When it comes to online violence, it is easy to kill someone like Fu Bo. "Mubayed passed the ball directly to Bahir in front, and Bahir made a cross... Mi Haolun kicked the ball out!" "The cleared ball was given to Feng Gang, who then played against Zhang Yuning and passed it to Liu Binbin, who then passed it to Jiang Yuan!" "Here it comes! Jiang Yuan is preparing to break through on the left. Look at the Chinese team's attack this time!" "He lowered his shoulders and shook them. A-Zhan went up to defend. Jiang Yuan waved to Liu Binbin in the middle." "Liu Binbin cuts in from the left, Jiang Yuan passes the ball forward, Liu Binbin passes the ball back to Liao Lisheng, Liao Lisheng takes the ball and walks inside." "This distance is already within Liao Lisheng's shooting range, so he can just give it a big kick. Hmm! Let Jiang Yuan choose to return it." "Jiang Yuan rushed into the penalty area and passed two players! Wow, Jiang Yuan's sudden acceleration made the Syrian defenders unable to react, and he walked into the penalty area... and shot!" "The ball is in!" Syrian goalkeeper Nasan was sitting on the ground, looking at Jiang Yuan who had a calm face in front of him. Nasan was confused. "Wuhu!" Liao Lisheng rushed over, took a run-up and jumped, then rode on Jiang Yuan. At the same time, the Chinese fans in the stands were all shouting "Jiang Yuan is awesome", which scared the Syrians on the opposite side.
Syria was beaten like this, and only the Syrians were sad. The Chinese fans and neutral fans in the stands were the most comfortable. Because they got to see top league players perform with a ticket at the price of a youth team ticket! “唔，看看控球率……中国U23和叙利亚U23的控球比例是47：53，控球率来看中国队还是一个弱势，只不过场上比分已经2：0了” "Looking at the shooting data, in 20 minutes, China had 6 shots and 2 on target, followed by Syria, which had 7 shots and 1 on target. It can be seen that China's offensive efficiency is slightly better than Syria's." "The gap between the two teams is mainly reflected in the left side of the Chinese team. We all say that one strong player cannot determine a team, but if that player is ridiculously strong, like now, the Chinese team will look for Jiang Yuan whenever they get the ball in the middle, and Jiang Yuan's ability to break through on the left side also gives the Syrian team a headache." "Some new fans may not know what it means for Premier League players to play against Asian U23 teams. Let me give you an analogy. Suppose you go to a boxing match and there is a Tyson standing opposite you. After the match starts, Tyson tells you that he is the referee of the match and your opponent is Ultraman Leo." "That's about it. My analogy may be a bit exaggerated, but everyone sitting in front of the screen should be able to feel the despair of the Syrian players on the field." His terrifying personal ability made tactical commentary completely meaningless, and Zhan Jun also started chatting with the fans. In this situation, the only way for the Syrian team to counterattack the Chinese team is to play a very good pass and control. Using 10 players worth no less than 500 million euros to cooperate, Jiang Yuan completely lost the chance to get the ball. But unfortunately, let alone 10 players worth 500 million euros, the entire team that Syria brought to play in the U23 Asian Cup this year is less than 500 million euros in total. In the 34th minute of the game, Liu Binbin received a pass from Zhang Yuning in the middle and was about to turn around when he was knocked down by Mitani. "Beep!" Referee Jasim decisively awarded the Chinese team a direct free kick. Seeing Jasim reaching for the spray at his waist, Zhang Yuning ran outside the court, took the ball from the caddy, and then ran back and handed it to Jiang Yuan. China U23's top free kick taker is Liao Lisheng. Of course, there is a prerequisite, that is, Jiang Yuan is not there. "Beep!" The human wall was set up, Jasim blew the whistle, Jiang Yuan took two steps forward and hit the outside of the ball hard with his right foot. It was a standard elevator ball, a sudden drop. Because his view was blocked by the human wall, Nathan could only watch the ball fly past his ears. "Oh my God, the free kick went straight into the goal!" "In the 36th minute, Jiang Yuan scored from a free kick, and the Chinese team led Syria 3-0. At the same time, Jiang Yuan also achieved his first hat trick in the National Olympic Team!" "I arrived in Qatar yesterday afternoon, played the game at noon today, and scored a hat trick after 36 minutes. Phew..." Zhan Jun took a deep breath and combined thousands of words into one sentence. “It’s like a god descending to earth!” There was no celebration for the first two goals. After scoring a hat trick, Jiang Yuan finally took some action. He slowly ran off the field to the south side of the stadium, which is the reddest area in the entire Khalifa Stadium, where the Chinese team’s fans stand! "Snapped!" "Snapped!" Jiang Yuan high-fived the fans at the bottom one by one, and then hugged his teammates at the corner flagpole. "Brother Yuan, you're awesome!" Liu Binbin and Liao Lisheng worked together, each holding one leg, and lifted Jiang Yuan up in the middle.
At this time, at the top of the south stand, Chinese fans held up a long red banner with a line of large black characters on it. [King Jiang, show the Asian guy on the other side how strong the Premier League is! ] …… (End of this chapter)