Chapter 259 I’ll Give You a Flower After the Game

"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"Mao Jianqing,"

"Hao Junmin,"

"..."

Just after the last training session, Krauchen announced tomorrow's lineup on the spot.

…

"Feng Xiaoting,"

"Zeng Cheng."

There are almost no changes to the lineup from the previous game.

He read the names of ten people in one go.

There is one more that has not been announced.

He hesitated and glanced at Zhao Xuri and Huang Bowen.

"Huang Bowen."

Finally, he spit out Huang Bowen's name.

"Your only mission is to follow Messi. Even if he runs back to Argentina, you have to follow him."

"Know!!!" Huang Bowen screamed.

After much deliberation, Krauchen finally gave this most arduous task to Huang Bowen instead of Zhao Xuri.

It’s not how strong Huang Bowen’s defensive ability is. In fact, both Huang Bowen and Zhao Xuri’s defensive abilities are actually very average. The only thing that Krauchen likes is that Huang Bowen can run very well now...

The physical fitness second only to Dong Fangzhuo in the team gave him the opportunity to mark Messi.

In addition to physical fitness, there is also Huang Bowen's attitude. He noticed that Huang Bowen now has the most positive training attitude after Dong Fangzhuo, and is also the second earliest to come to the training ground.

Third, Huang Bowen is younger and has faster feet.

Yes, why didn't I think of that? Dong Fangzhuo was also slightly surprised. To deal with Messi, there should be someone following him and others to help defend. As long as Messi is not allowed to get the ball easily and starts quickly, the probability of guarding him is still high.

pity,

There are no short people in the national football midfield. If there is a short person who is also 1.68 meters tall, it will be much easier to follow Messi.

If you are short and have a low chassis, your movement frequency and rhythm will naturally be faster than that of a taller person. This is the most basic thing. Coupled with the fact that Messi's ability to combine man and ball is very abnormal, it is even more incredible.

But now the national football team does not have such a player, so it can only be Huang Bowen.

"Xiao Huang," after the meeting, Dong Fangzhuo put his arm around Huang Bowen and pulled him to chat alone.

"Brother Dong, can you stop calling me that? It always reminds me of my little Huang..." Huang Bowen rolled his eyes. His family has a little yellow dog, and everyone in the family calls it that. When Dong Fangzhuo calls it, he thinks of the little yellow dog at home.

"Okay, little mosquito."

"..."

"Well, a little mosquito is better than a little yellow."

"I mainly want to talk to you about Messi again. Messi is really perverted." Dong Fangzhuo was still worried and decided to give Huang Bowen a small start. Only by paying enough attention to Messi can we increase the probability of winning, although it seems that this probability is still relatively small.

"How perverted is he? Is he as perverted as Ronaldo?"

"How should I put it? He is different from Ronaldo's kind of perversion. Ronaldo's kind of perversion makes people desperate, but his kind of perversion wants you to kill people. Because he will always get the ball one step ahead of you. Take away, he always tries to make you unable to keep up with him through tempo and changes of direction.”

"Hmm, I watched the video. It's really too fast. If you don't pay attention, he will run away. Especially if he starts first, it will be really difficult to prevent." Huang Bowen nodded seriously.

"Actually, I think it's normal to let him run away, but you can't let him run far, or in other words, you have to judge the direction of his change of direction in advance. I've told you before that he likes to spike the ball to the left the most, and then Walk all the way to the center, and then find the right moment to shoot. Occasionally, he will suddenly accelerate to the bottom. It's okay if he accelerates to the bottom, but he also breaks into the penalty area, and you have to at least prevent him from changing direction to the center."

"Yeah, you made me so nervous."

"It's okay to be nervous. If you're not nervous, won't you die? Don't panic. If you can keep an eye on him during the game, you will become famous in one fight."

"..."

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18:00 pm Dutch time, Utrecht.

The first game of the World Youth Championship semi-finals officially started, China vs. Argentina.

Before the game, Chinese fans occupied almost half of the stands. Although there were many Argentine fans, they could not compare with the Chinese fans.

"Damn it, there are so many Chinese people!" Those who came to the scene were shocked when they saw half the field was bright red.

“This is like their home court!”

"What are you afraid of? We are stronger than them. They just dyed the stadium red, and Argentina won in the end."

"I hope so."

Dong Fangzhuo was wearing the captain's armband and was already standing at the entrance of the players' tunnel. The Argentinians were a little arrogant. The Chinese players had been standing at the entrance for more than five minutes before Argentine captain Zabaleta arrived belatedly with his team.

Even before they became stars, the faces of the Argentinians were full of arrogance. These people were talking and laughing as they slowly walked to the tunnel, seemingly not paying attention to the Chinese team at all.

As for the Chinese team, everyone stood upright to welcome this historic moment of the semifinals.

Zabaleta kept his head down and fiddled with his captain's armband, like a girl arranging her hair.

Dong Fangzhuo has been observing this arrogant guy.

"so gay."

"I'll give you a flower after the game."

"Um?"

Zabaleta didn't notice it at first, but when he looked up, he and Dong Fangzhuo were the only ones in front of him. Who else could he be talking about?

But at this age, Zabaleta doesn't have the guts to fight with the opponent's players. At the age of 20, he is just a new recruit in the international football world.

Faced with Dong Fangzhuo's provocation, although anger suddenly emerged in his heart, he could only grit his teeth.

And Dong Fangzhuo? He has played against the big bowls of Liverpool, Arsenal and Chelsea in the Premier League!

"What did you say!"

Dong Fangzhuo glanced with disdain, turned away with a smile, and then said in fluent English: "Hey guys, I said I would give your captain a flower after the game. Your captain is not happy."

Dong Fangzhuo's eyes were extremely provocative.

"What did Brother Dong say to Zabaleta just now?" Dong Fangzhuo's teammates were also confused, and Huang Bowen started whispering with Hao Junmin.

"Damn it, I want you to learn some English. It will be useful when you go abroad in the future! Brother Dong said that after the game, he will give Zabaleta a Ferrari!"

"Holy crap, why is Brother Dong so nice to give him a Ferrari? That's not right. The way you look at the Argentinian doesn't mean he wants to give him a Ferrari. Is your translation reliable?"

Hao Junmin glanced at it. Sure enough, the Argentinian's eyes wanted to kill someone. It really didn't look like he was giving away a Ferrari...

"That's pretty much it. Anyway..."

As exciting music plays, the first game of the 2005 World Youth Championship semi-finals will begin.

Everyone's expressions became solemn again. Although Zabaleta wanted to beat Dong Fangzhuo, he still endured it. Then the two led the team out of the players' tunnel with their own moods...