Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 307

Rafael Fonseca turned over, in a daze, as if seeing someone sitting on the bed next door...

He suddenly lost his sleepiness, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw his roommate Kendor Kabangka sitting on the bed, not saying a word.

"God!" Fonseca whispered, "Kendall, are you okay?"

Kabangka turned to look at him: "I'm fine, Raphael."

"It's okay? What time is it..."

"It's past five in the morning."

"After five o'clock in the morning, you are sitting on the bed alone instead of sleeping. Do you think it's okay?" The main left back of the Brazilian national team covered his face.

"I can't sleep." Kabangka said, "I can't sleep at the thought that we didn't beat Russia."

Fonseca pouted: "It is certainly not a happy thing not to win Russia. But Kendall, anyway, it is also the second strongest team in this group. And their characteristics are really against us...I I think a draw is not bad, at least we did not lose. Besides, as long as we defeat Algeria and China next, we will still qualify..."

"This is the problem, Rafael. Have you watched the Chinese team's game?" Kabangka asked, turning his head.

"What is the need to watch now? I will watch it until we play against them. But I know that Hu scored two goals, one of which is still a very beautiful world wave. But that one was just because of his luck... …You played against him in the Premier League, don't you know what his level is?"

"The whole world is talking about his super world wave, but I actually don't care about this. I don't care about his two goals. I care more about the performance of the Chinese team, Rafael. I watched them. The game, full-time video. It is absolutely different from the Chinese team that we are for." Kabangka said in a serious tone.

"So you are worried that we can't get out of the line because of this? Don't worry, Kendall. Even if the Chinese team is better than we thought. They have nowhere to hide. I believe the old man will not fail to notice this... …As long as we do our best, can we really capsize the Chinese team?"

Kabangka fell silent, because he did feel in his heart that if the Brazilian team did not underestimate the enemy and went all out... it was unlikely that any accident would happen.

"Go to sleep, Kendall. If you didn't sleep well, be careful to be caught by the media you dozing off during training..." Rafael Fonseca yawned, turned over, and went back to sleep with his back to Kabangka go with.

Kabangka continued to sit on the bed for a while before lying down again.

In any case, it is also the last round of the group stage. Now consider this matter, considering the inability to sleep, it is indeed unnecessary.

Pete Williams and Jay Adams are sitting on the bench of the England team, watching the game on the field.

Although Harry Bernard made his comeback in time and caught up with the last train of the World Cup, Jay Adams also relied on his outstanding performance in the league to successfully be selected for the England team and participate in the World Cup.

He was selected with the club's teammate Pete Williams.

But being selected for the England team does not mean that they will get a chance to play in the World Cup.

At least in England's "captain midfielder" combination, there is no chance for these two juniors to play.

So now they can only serve as the atmosphere group on the bench. When England gets a chance, they look closely on the bench. When England misses the opportunity, they hold their heads and sigh and the opponent threatens the England goal. At that time, they let out a sigh of relief.

In this way, every time the camera lens sweeps to the England bench, it also allows England fans to see that the substitute players and the players on the field breathe and share the same fate.

But in fact, Williams didn't want to do that...

He stared at the stadium, but his mind was distracted.

Both are the club's main players, but he and Jay Adams can only be spectators on the bench.

And his teammate Hu Lai, not only got the chance to play in the World Cup, but also scored two goals.

This is a goal in the World Cup!

Although Hu Lai has won the Golden Boot in the league, it does not mean that he will be able to score in the World Cup. You must know that world football has the top scorers in the five major leagues, and they are still struggling to pursue their first World Cup goal.

After all, the club team and the national team are completely different systems. A player performing well in the club does not mean that he can adapt seamlessly to the national team. The staffing is different, the tactics are different, the mentality is different...There are too many factors that can affect the performance of the players.

Williams also watched that game, and Hu Lai also experienced a painful struggle in the middle of the game, occasionally flashing a light, most of the time he couldn't see anyone. The situation was not opened until he broke the goal with a long shot.

Speaking of that long shot is really wonderful!

It has aroused attention and heated discussions all over the world...

Now Hu Lai leads the World Cup scorer list with two goals, and has not repeated the mistakes of those golden boot predecessors.

When thinking of this, Williams was envious.

Hu Lai has broken the "dimension wall" of the club and the national team, but he, the main midfielder of the Premier League champions, can only be the closest spectator to the World Cup on the bench of the national team...

The England team wasted another chance on the court. Jay Adams put his head in his hands and leaned back in his chair.

Then he found that Williams beside him was motionless, so he touched him: "What's the matter?"

"I thought of Hu, Jay."

Adams understood why Williams was suddenly in a daze: "Are you envious of him?"

"Ok……"

"There is no other way. England has no shortage of people. It would be nice if we can come in. We want to play...with the current national team's midfield configuration...difficult!" Jay Adams covered his mouth with his hand. Said in a low voice.

As professional players, they have developed the habit of talking and covering their mouths during the game. It is to prevent what you say on and off the court from being interpreted and cause trouble to yourself.

"On the contrary, Hu's Chinese team is not strong, so it is easy to get the opportunity to play..."

Williams interrupted him: "Jay, you made a mistake. I think with Hu's ability, the England team can also play the main force..."

Adams glanced at him: "Who is telling you humiliation, I mean the two of us! If we are Chinese players, we can already be the main player."

"Oh oh..."

"But there are pros and cons to this, Pete. Although we are in China, we can easily play the game. But in order to win the World Cup, England's chances are obviously greater than that of the Chinese team."

"Then we have to win the Czech Republic first." Pete Williams pouted under the cover of his hand.

The game played for almost 70 minutes, and the score on the court was still 00.

"To be honest, Jay, I think there is a problem with our thinking. Who said that the national team should gather the best players in the country? Obviously it should be the players who are most suitable for the coach's tactical thinking. Our captain midfielder just sounds like a name. It's just a bluff. In fact, the three of them are not compatible at all. How else can you explain that they played well in their respective clubs, but when they came to the national team, their performance was greatly reduced?"

Although Williams' voice was very low, he was taken aback by Adams. He quickly looked left and right, and found that his teammates were all focused on the game and did not notice Williams' complaints. He quickly continued to lower his voice and said: "This is not what we should talk about, Pete."

Williams also knew that he was talking a little too much, so he curled his lips, stopped talking, just stared at the court.

Perhaps the reason for winning the league title, Williams is now confident. He doesn't have the kind of self-consciousness that I am a kid in the national team. He is ambitious and always wants to replace it.

Especially after seeing Hu Lai's performance in the World Cup.

Jay Adams could more or less guess what he was thinking, and he didn't warn Williams about it. On the contrary, he felt that it is normal for Williams to have such an idea. He is so young and extremely talented. If he remains motivated, his future achievements will certainly not be low.

But he... has passed the age of delusion to win the world, and now he wants to get a chance to play in the World Cup, as for what future achievements... he can't think so far, and don't want to think so far.

When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game, there was a boo in the stands.

Amid the boos, Williams and Adams, as well as other teammates on the bench stood up, some were staring at the stadium in a daze, and some had turned and walked towards the player channel.

Williams looked at the court first, then shook his head slightly, then turned and walked towards the player tunnel.

Adams was behind him, cast a glance at head coach Jason Riley, sighed in his heart, and walked away.

After ninety minutes of fierce battle, the England team, considered one of the favourites before the game, did not beat the Czech Republic.

Did not even score the ball.

"Jason Riley should think about his tactics and personnel arrangements. In this game we put in the team that is said to be the strongest, but failed to win the opponent. Especially on the offensive line, we didn't even have a ball. In. Stones, the second-ranked scorer in the Premier League this season, worked very hard, but he was obviously out of form and looked a little tired...We need to be more creative in the offense. We can't always count on forwards to complete dribbling, passing and shooting. Three kinds of work..."

Under the relentless criticism of the commentator Matthew Cox, the 00 on the live scoreboard looked a little dazzling.

"Ah! Hiroshi Motegi's guidance is about to make a substitution!"

When the Nippon TV commentator saw the assistant coach running to the bench, he said so.

In front of the bench for the Japanese team, the assistant coach is making a hook for Morikawa Junpei: "Morkawa! Morikawa! Ready to play!!"

Morikawa Junpei quickly got up from his seat, took off his vest, and walked to the head coach Hiroto Motegi.

"Director Motegi made his last substitution in this game. He needs to replace Tatsuya Sugiyama with midfielder Junpei Morikawa... This is a substitution to strengthen defense. It seems that Guidance Motegi is preparing for the remaining ten. In five minutes, the current one-goal lead was held! The Japanese team tried their best to win the Asian team's first victory in this World Cup!"

"Morikawa Junpei played for the Chinese Super League club Anton Shinshin. He once won the Chinese Super League championship and is a very good defensive midfielder. Motegi's guidance should be to let him play to limit the Norwegian midfielder. The core of the organization Seth..."

Hiroto Motegi looked at the low-profile midfielder in front of him, and said in a very serious tone: "Your mission is very simple, Morikawa. That is to freeze John Setter for me! Do you have this ability?"

Morikawa Junpei replied loudly, "I promise not to guide you to disappointment!"

"Very good! Morikawa! I just like your energetic look! Go ahead, the first victory of Asian football in the World Cup depends on you!" Hiroto Mogi patted Junpei Morikawa **** the shoulder.

The latter headed up to the fourth official.

After taking a look at him, the assistant coach turned his gaze to Hiroto Motegi: "It's really useful to say that. I feel that his overall popularity is different..."

Hiroshi Motegi smiled slightly: "Morikawa is a very simple person. It's better to just tell him too much. He won't let us down."

"I hope... Seth is a genius midfielder in the Bundesliga..."

"Morikawa is also a genius midfielder."

Morikawa Junpei could not hear the whispers of the two coaches behind him, and Hu Lai suddenly appeared in his mind at this time.

If not for the jersey that Hu Lai gave him after the East Asian Cup match. How can he stand in the World Cup?

He remembered that Hu Lai and Xiaoyu had said in the group that the head coach of the Chinese team would arrange for them to watch the World Cup.

I don't know if Hulaisan have you watched our game, if so... I will definitely not be ashamed of you!

When Sugiyama Tatsuya left the field and high-five Morikawa Junpei, he suddenly felt something wrong. He couldn't help but glanced at the other side more, and saw the second kid suddenly yelled:

"Morikawa Junpei, join in!!"

"The Japanese team actually won Norway and won the Asian team's first victory in this World Cup..."

"Yes, the overall performance of the Japanese team is indeed better..."

The Chinese team players in the restaurant were discussing the game that just ended.

"That kid Morikawa really kept Seth out of temper after he came on the court. It's almost like brown sugar. It can't be thrown off after sticking it... Oh, what are you doing, Hu Lai?"

Chen Xingyi saw Hu Lai bow his head and send something to the group~www.mtlnovel.com~ Let Morikawa send red envelopes! Shouldn't you give out red envelopes to celebrate if you win the ball? "After Hu Lai finished typing and sending it out, he looked up with a strange expression, seemingly strange why Chen Xingyi asked such a simple question.

"It's really you, Hu Lai..." Wang Guangwei covered his face.

"Hey, Pharaoh, if you have the ability, Morikawa will give out a red envelope, don't grab it!" Hu Lai hummed.

"Why can't I grab it? Can't I be happy?" Wang Guangwei was also polite.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Junpei Morikawa sending out a red envelope in the group.

The few people at this table stopped talking for a while, bowed their heads and concentrated on grabbing the red envelopes and working hard.

"Ha! Twenty-three yuan!" Wang Guangwei exclaimed happily.

"I grabbed 17 yuan and fifty-three dollars...Oh, I can only get a little bit of joy..." Chen Xingyi shook his head and sighed.

"I'm fine. It's better than the better than the worse, Hu Lai, how good is it for you to grab?" Zhang Qinghuan turned to look at Hu Lai.

"Fuck!" Hu Lai looked at the eighty-five-year-old he had grabbed, and breathed out fragrance.

Everyone burst into laughter after seeing his amount.

And Xia Xiaoyu, who was the best in the audience and luckiest, could only cover his face and laugh, not daring to be too proud.

As you can see, the World Cup is in full swing, some people are happy and some are worried.

In yesterday's update, some readers raised questions about the number of Russian crosses. When I wrote this number, what came to my mind was actually the 81 crosses of Moyes' morale of Manchester United, so I made a discount and wrote 50 crosses.

However, it does not take into account the power gap between Russia and Brazil, whether they can control the situation and make 50 crosses.

It has now been changed.

In addition, there will be a single change tomorrow, but three changes the day after tomorrow.

Chapter end