Chapter 436 Jiang Yuan's Son"Sir, this isn't a penalty, is it?" Jiang Yuan rushed to the referee Pereira as soon as possible. Jiang Yuan saw clearly that Zhang Linpeng used his entire body to trap Shomurodov. There is nothing wrong with the defender using his body to defend, so Jiang Yuan feels that the success rate of his appeal is quite high. "No, sorry, this is a penalty" Pereira raised his hand to block Jiang Yuan and him. The latter wanted to move forward but was blocked by Uzbekistan's Jeparov. Jiang Yuan didn't bother to be polite with Jeparov and pushed him away with his hand. "Penalty, are you sure, are you sure it's a penalty?" "Come on, our player didn't use his feet, he used his body, his body!" Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder and kept putting pressure on the referee.
Now we are leading 1:0. If we fall behind because of penalties at this time, the Chinese team’s mentality will explode. "Beep!" Pereira raised his right hand and held a small yellow card over Jiang Yuan's head. Yellow Card: Jiang (7) "Wow!" The fans in the stands first exclaimed, and then booed continuously. "It's up to you, awesome!" Jiang Yuan spread his hands. Since the referee was like this, there was nothing he could do. Players from both teams stood outside the penalty area. Shomurodov, who created the penalty, took the penalty himself and shot it out. Goalkeeper Zeng Cheng guessed the direction, but it was of no use. Shomurodov's shot hit an absolute blind spot! "Ouch, the ball goes in, Uzbekistan has equalized the score!" "The quality of the penalty is indeed impeccable, but I feel that the penalty was not very reasonable!" He Wei began to speak up for the Chinese national football team, and the Chinese fans in the live broadcast room were already excited. [No, what does the referee mean? Is it our home court or the opponent's home court? Why is he calling the whistle like this?] [Stupid thing, this referee is pure Sima] [AFC referee standards: visual impairment] [Fuck you, I really fuck you. They gave this kind of penalty kick. Shouldn't Xiao Jiang have given the Chinese national team 2 penalties in the penalty area in the first half?] [Referee, if you want Uzbekistan to win so much, why not just give them a three-pointer? Kobe Bryant's three-pointer defeated the Chinese men's football team]
[Why did Xiao Jiang get a yellow card? Xiao Jiang, please don’t get a yellow card. If he gets sent off, we’ll probably be defeated.] [Eat it if you want. If I were Jiang Yuan, I would beat up the referee first, this Sima thing] [Damn it, ever since Li Yi left, these AFC referees have started targeting China. Damn it, can they release Li Yi before entering the World Cup? He is still useful.] [If the Chinese national team does not win the next two games, they may have to play in the play-offs with the third place in Group B. The AFC and the English Football Association are of the same nature, and they don't care about their reputation for ratings! ] Pereira's whistle not only confused the Chinese fans, but also the Uzbek fans. Several fans in the home team's stands shouted in English to the away team's stands: "Did you buy it? Tell me!" The visiting team's fans were also helpless. Where do we get that kind of money? The Uzbek players celebrated near the corner flagpole. Jiang Yuan put his hands on his waist, with an expression of helplessness on his face. People like Pereira would be more likely to become the protagonist in online novels. Because he is a motherless orphan. "it's okay no problem" Feng Xiaoting hugged Zhang Linpeng. The Evergrande defender now had a look of despair on his face. Although the penalty was unfairly awarded, some fans didn't care. They only knew that it was Zhang Linpeng's foul that caused the Chinese national team to equalize the score. My mentality exploded! The game continued. Babayan was very smart. After scoring a goal, he suddenly started to make substitutions and changed the original 442 formation to 541. According to the current points situation in Group A, Uzbekistan has the opportunity to overtake China and move up to third place through goal difference! At the main stadium of the Wuhuan Sports Center, Chinese fans united. "referee!" "Stupid!" "referee!" "Stupid!" "referee!" "Stupid!" The fans are not fools, and if you are not a fool, you can tell that the referee is a fool. According to football rules, if a referee misjudges a penalty for the opponent, he or she needs to blow a slightly biased whistle in favor of the disadvantaged party in the next game to try to restore fairness to the game. Pereira did blow the whistle, but it was Uzbekistan's whistle that was blown wrong! "I'm a bastard!" Wu Lei cursed at Pereira and, as expected, received a yellow card, so he had to be obedient.
The camera first turned to the referee Pereira, then focused on Mourinho, and the Portuguese took out his hands from his pockets. Stretch both arms forward, with the right hand pressing on the left wrist, as if being handcuffed. Those who didn't know might think he was mocking Li Yi, but that wasn't the case. This action means... AFC controls the game! …… “Let’s go!” After 2 minutes of extra time, the game ended with the final score at 1:1. After the substitution in the second half, Jiang Yuan kept looking for opportunities, but under the defense of Uzbekistan's five-defender system, Jiang Yuan alone could not play a big role, and failed to seize the opportunity of the final direct free kick. The whole scene was filled with voices calling the referee an idiot, but as the fans kept cursing they realized that something was wrong, so they changed their words and shouted "AFC an idiot". Whether it was for ratings or something else, the AFC definitely did it! The expressions of the Chinese national football players were generally not very good. After the game, Jiang Yuan rarely said hello to the fans, but went straight back to the team's locker room. “Jose, your interview” In the locker room, Brown reminded Mourinho about the interview, but Mourinho was no longer in the mood to accept the interview: "No, let Jiang go, I won't go, let Jiang go" "What, you're not going?" Brown curled his lips, while Jiang Yuan beside him spread his hands: "Am I going alone? You have to arrange a few more people for me. It will be very troublesome if I accidentally curse at someone." "Scold me if you want!" Mourinho gritted his teeth and shouted: "It's better to scold the whole family of the referee. He is a fool. That guy definitely got the task. This kind of referee, fuck! Jiang, you have to scold him!" Mourinho was unwilling to accept the interview because he was afraid that he would lose control and scold people in the locker room. If it were Chelsea, Mourinho would definitely give the stupid reporter a proper “hello” during the press conference, but Mourinho is in China now. The Portuguese has only been coaching in China for a few months, so he needs to keep a low profile. But Jiang Yuan doesn’t care. He can curse as much as he wants. Chinese fans will definitely stand on Jiang Yuan’s side anyway. "Scold the referee in front of the reporters? No, I will be punished and banned!" Jiang Yuan stood up from the bench and casually took the sports drink handed to him by Wei Shihao. "Don't think too much. The AFC will not let you be suspended. They want ratings, so the referee did that today." Although Mourinho has only been here for a short time, he still has a relatively good understanding of the ecology of Asian football. If the Chinese team ranks third, it will have to play a two-round play-off with the third-placed team in Group B to decide the last spot in the Asian region. The ratings of this two-legged play-off match with and without the Chinese team are completely different! "Then I will be fined."
"Fuck you, those few thousand RMB are nothing to you, go and scold those referees!" "..." "Forget it, I got it!" Mourinho suddenly came up with an idea: "No one can accept the journalist referee today, let me do it" "What are we going to do?" Gao Lin looked up and asked, expressing his confusion, and Mourinho said the matter needed to be kept confidential. "Take a rest in the locker room first, and everyone follow me in half an hour!" "So, Brother Yuan, what are we going to do?" Zhang Yuning nudged Jiang Yuan with his elbow, and the latter shook his head. What Mourinho wants to do. He doesn't know either... It's not a good thing anyway. With half an hour left, Mourinho also discussed tactics with the players. Everyone is angry now. Discussing tactics at this time will not be effective. Adjusting the mentality is the top priority. Mourinho gave Jiang Yuan a look, then glanced in the direction of Zhang Linpeng. Jiang Yuan shook his head. He is not good at comforting people! Mourinho glared at Jiang Yuan. You are the captain! "..." Jiang Yuan took a sip of his drink and then switched seats with Jiang Zhipeng. "Brother Yuan, this..." Jiang Zhipeng handed Jiang Yuan a banana. "It's ok, I've already eaten, thank you" Jiang Yuan politely declined Jiang Zhipeng's banana and sat next to Zhang Linpeng: "Brother Peng, it's okay, it's okay. That referee is an idiot. It has nothing to do with you." "I know the referee is an idiot, but we did end up tied" Reason tells Zhang Linpeng that this goal was not his fault, but in the current situation, with two points missing in the penultimate round of the Asian qualifiers, how can Zhang Linpeng be rational? hiss--
Jiang Yuan thought about it carefully and said, "It's okay. We didn't lose. A draw is a draw, and a loss is a loss." This is something Terry often says. "We and South Korea...wait, let me take a look" Jiang Yuan took out his cell phone and prepared to check the scores between South Korea and Iran. "Fuck, South Korea and Iran are tied!" Liao Lisheng suddenly shouted, and everyone immediately took out their mobile phones. Oh? Jiang Yuan opened the football app and saw that the match between South Korea and Iran was at 90+4' and the score was also 1:1. The Chinese team ranks third and the top two teams are tied, which seems to be a good thing, but it is not. To qualify for the World Cup finals, the Chinese national team only needs to get into the top two. It does not need to beat Iran and South Korea at the same time. The familiar scoring session is here! Well...if Iran beat South Korea, the score difference between China and South Korea would remain at 1 point, but now the two sides are tied, the score difference between China and South Korea has widened to 2 points. “It’s all the same.” Brown had already figured it out. He used the translator to synchronize what he wanted to say to the players in the locker room: "We have no rivals in terms of goal difference. If South Korea draws in the next game and we win, we will still advance. One point and two points are the same." "But if South Korea wins, we will have to play in the play-offs..." "Let's not talk about this for now, let's not talk about this for now, ok, we can definitely advance, this is not a problem" Mourinho glanced at his watch and decided it was about time, so he asked the players to start packing. "Packing up, tidy up?" "Yes, we are leaving early today. I will give you 10 minutes to pack your things and we will go to the parking lot together later." …… Mourinho brought a total of 23 players, including the starting lineup and substitutes of the Chinese national team, to the parking lot. However, after arriving at the parking lot, Mourinho did not rush to get in the car. Instead, he stood there, looking as if he was waiting for someone. Click! Click, click, click! Reporters from CCTV and Xinhua News Agency took a lot of photos of the Chinese national football players and coaches in the parking lot. Some fans who were given permission even came to the parking lot, but they were all surrounded by the parking lot security personnel. "What are we doing now?" Wu Lei asked Jiang Yuan in a low voice. Jiang Yuan and Mourinho have known each other for more than two years. Logically, he should know what Mourinho wants to do. Jiang Yuan was also helpless. How would he know what Mourinho wants to do! After waiting for about 5 minutes, Jiang Yuan felt a little tired from carrying the backpack, so Zhang Yuning offered to help Jiang Yuan put the backpack on the bus first. Just after Jiang Yuan took off his backpack and handed it to Zhang Yuning, a group of people came down from the entrance of the parking lot. Jiang Yuan recognized Pereira among them at a glance.
"Fuck, you're finally here!" Mourinho trotted forward and pointed at Pereira who was walking towards him: "Asshole, come here, let's fight, right here, let's fight, okay?" Wu Lei looked at Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan turned and looked at Wu Lei, the players of the national football team looked at each other, but no one spoke first. Is Mourinho so cruel? "Sir, hey, calm down, okay? If it's a penalty, you can't do this. I've already made the judgment, it's a penalty." Pereira insisted it was a penalty because the game was already over and admitting his mistake now would only have a more negative impact. "No, this has nothing to do with the penalty, and it has nothing to do with the game" Mourinho shook his head and rushed to Perreira, but was immediately stopped by AFC staff. According to AFC rules, the head coach and the referee are not allowed to have private contact. “Fuck” Mourinho shook off the staff member's hand and then put his hand on the staff member's shoulder: "I ran into you in the parking lot, but I felt very unhappy. I just wanted to scold you. Can you fight with me?" "Coach, could you please calm down?" Pereira walked towards his black Volkswagen and responded to Mourinho's "duel request" during the match. "Sir, you'd better leave now, otherwise you will be punished by the AFC!" "This has nothing to do with the AFC!" Mourinho reiterated: "I just think you are a fool, I want to scold you, that's it, fuck, go away!" Mourinho broke free from the staff protecting Pereira, but was immediately caught again. Click, click, click! Click, click, click! There were a lot of flash lights at the scene, but Mourinho didn't turn off any of them and followed Pereira to the side of a black Volkswagen. Pereira got into the car and closed the door very quickly, with Mourinho following closely behind. dong dong! "Open the window!" "Come out, come out now!" After knocking for a long time, Pereira inside didn't respond. Mourinho got angry and thought of what Wei Shihao and Wu Lei taught him. "You're not coming out, right? Then tell me if you have a mother or not. How many mothers do you have? Is your mother still alive?" dong dong! "Sir, answer my question!"
After seeing this scene, the reporters at the scene finally understood why Mourinho did not accept the on-site interview. He felt that there was no point in scolding Pereira in front of reporters. If you want to curse someone, you have to do it in front of him! dong dong! Mourinho was still knocking on the window. Brown realized something was wrong and went up with Jones and Jiang Yuan to pull Mourinho away. "Fuck, please let me go, can you please let me go?" Mourinho was dragged away by Jiang Yuan while looking at Pereira who was sitting in the back seat of the car: "Damn it!" …… 2018 FIFA World Cup Qualification for Asia, Group A Table: 1. Iran, 20 points 2. South Korea, 18 points 3. China, 16 points 4. Uzbekistan, 10 points 5. Qatar, 4 points 6. Syria, 3 point Reporters have always been very fast. Mourinho blocked people in the parking lot at 11 o'clock in the evening, and at 11: that day, a fan uploaded the video to the video website. Now, as long as you open the football app, you can hear Mourinho's Bible verses. Do you have a mother? How many mothers do you have? Is your mother still alive now? [I can imagine what the Chinese national football players were thinking at the time. Mourinho’s thinking was still too advanced] [The parking lot is crowded, hahahahaha] [Stupid Pereira, so does he have a mother? ] [You should ask Mourinho about this] [Damn, South Korea also tied. Whether we can get the top two now depends on South Korea’s attitude.] [Even if South Korea loses, we still have to look at their faces. If the Chinese national football team wants to advance directly, South Korea must lose in the tenth round. The problem is that the most difficult game to deal with, Iran, has already been played, so South Korea basically has no chance of losing.] [What's going on in Group B? The third in Group B is...Australia?] [Is there anyone who knows about this who can comment on whether the Chinese national football team can beat Australia? ] [Australia should be a little harder to deal with than Uzbekistan, but they don’t play defense, so Xiao Jiang can get a lot of opportunities]
[Go, go, go, this is the most hopeful year for me. If there are any more unfair calls, I will really rush onto the field and beat up the referee.] …… The day after the match with Uzbekistan, the Chinese men's football players took a chartered flight to Doha, the capital of Qatar. The reporter was at the airport taking pictures and was surprised to find that Jiang Yuan was not with them. Click! Click, click, click! "Mourinho, is Jiang Yuan not going with you?" "Is Jiang Yuan not going to participate in the next game?" The reporter did not see Jiang Yuan in the crowd and immediately posted the news online, causing Chinese fans to panic. If you think about it carefully, even if we win the tenth round, there is only a small chance that we can advance directly. Jiang Yuan wouldn't just give up and not participate, right? Mourinho was not originally planning to accept the interview, but the Chinese coaching staff said that it would be better for Mourinho to accept the interview to avoid causing unnecessary panic among fans. "Jiang will participate in the Qatar competition, I can guarantee that" Click! "But we don't seem to see him. Is he sick?" “No, this is a personal question.” The fans have all gone to the boarding gate, leaving only Mourinho and Jones to answer reporters: "I don't like players leaving in the middle of the journey, but this matter is more important. As a father, I know I have to give him a vacation. He will be back soon." !!! The reporter's eyes lit up. Mourinho did not clearly state the reason why Jiang Yuan left, but anyone who is not a fool can figure it out. …… "Come on, come on..." Jiang Yuan returned to his villa in Woodmansbury. After entering the door, he ran quickly to the second floor, and the bodyguards behind him chased him laboriously. "Elena? Elena, are you there?" dong dong! He knocked on the door, but Jiang Yuan couldn't wait any longer, so he pushed the door open and met Karimova who was walking over to open the door. "What about that one, what about that one?" "Which one?" Karimova, in her pajamas, stared. "That's it, yes, that's it!"
Jiang Yuan noticed the baby sleeping on the bed, ran over quickly, and carefully picked up the baby: "Jesus, huh, huh, come on, you could have told me earlier, I should have gone to the hospital with you" "Well, that was yesterday. Mom asked me to find you, but you had a game last night. It was a very important game. Um..." Karimova sat on the armrest of the sofa and looked at Jiang Yuan who was holding the baby: "I don't think it's a good idea to contact you at that time" "It's okay, it's okay. Then, what should I do now?" Jiang Yuan sat down on the bed, and Karimova came over and lay on his back: "I think you need to give him a name" "Yes, the name..." Jiang Yuan thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with an answer for a while, which made Karimova laugh: "Come on, Jiang, so you haven't figured out what to call your son, what should you do with him?" "What about your creativity, your creativity in football, haha!" "Don't worry, don't worry" Jiang Yuan decided to ask his parents for advice. After all, his parents had rich experience in naming. Jiang Yuan didn't say anything. He and Karimova looked at the baby in their arms. The baby had black eyes, and although there were only a few hairs on his head, it was obvious that the baby's hair should be black. Uzbekistan is a country in Central Asia, and most people in the country are of European race with black hair. However, Karimova is an exception, as she is of mixed descent from Uzbekistan, Russia, and Ukraine. Karimova did not inherit her mother's blue eyes, nor did she pass on her blond hair, which is part of her Caucasian ancestry. The two people stared at the baby. The baby smiled at Karimova, and then saw Jiang Yuan, and suddenly burst into tears for some reason. "Hey hey, don't cry, please don't cry." "Why are you crying, hey, no, please, no cry, ok?" Jiang Yuan begged for a long time, but his son still cried. "come on!" Jiang Yuan turned to Karimova for help: "What should I do now?" "He doesn't understand what you are saying, give him to me now" …… (End of this chapter)