"Coach Zeng, although this Asian Games is for training for the Olympics, only two over-age players, Ou Chuliang and Wu Chengying, are recruited. Don't you think this is a bit of an exaggeration?"

"Coach Zeng, why haven't overseas players been recruited to return to the team?"

"Coach Zeng, we haven't won against South Korea in more than ten years. What do you think of this?"

"Coach Zeng, most of the players recruited into the team this time are former Jianlibao members. Doesn't this count as nepotism?"

"Coach Zeng..."

Faced with aggressive questions from reporters, Zeng Zheng, who has always been high-profile, became cautious.

"Whether it's 'reaching the top four' or 'fighting for the top four', it doesn't make any sense to me."

"My mission is to lead this team to play well one game at a time, strive to fight to the end, and strive to win the championship."

"This is what I should do as a coach."

On November 22, the second round of the 3rd China-South Korea Tournament at the Shanghai Hongqiao Stadium.

Although Zeng Zheng did not take the word "Korean phobia" seriously, the advantage of this team formed by young people only lasted for the first fifteen minutes.

In the 5th minute, Li Jinyu went to the meeting alone, but directly sent the ball into the arms of South Korean goalkeeper Kim Byung-ji.

After that, Zhang Xiaorui's long shot from outside the penalty area also hit the ball high.

After adapting to the playing style of this national football team, South Korea struck from behind and created many opportunities.

But just like the national football problem, Li Dongguo, who is only 19 years old, is still a little immature after all.

Two unguarded opportunities were wasted by him. One shot missed and the other missed a kick.

Both sides seem to want to use this game to prove themselves.

But haste makes waste, and there was no record in the first half of the fierce battle.

In the second half, the team changed sides and fought again.

Zeng Zheng replaced Zhang Xiaorui and Li Jinyu and replaced them with Sun Zhihe to discuss strengthening the attack.

Speeding up the pace in the second half is Zeng Zheng's usual routine.

Xu Dingmao, who was opposite him, had already understood this and was prepared in advance.

After the two sides mobilized, the scene was still dull and had no obvious improvement.

The 80,000 fans present shouted "Smoke" at the top of their lungs, but the goal never came.

On the bench, looking at Zeng Zheng who returned to his seat from the sidelines and sat down, Ou Chulian asked curiously: "Coach Zeng, aren't you going to continue directing?"

"Why are you still giving orders? I'm already very satisfied with how these guys are playing. We just formed the team for more than a week and wanted to beat South Korea. That's all the bullshit the media put around before the game. I never said we would win."

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"Yes." Ou Chuliang nodded, "After all, it is a national team game. Even if the opponents are all young players, once they reach this level, the mentality of the players will inevitably change. We have never had an advantage in this regard."

After chatting for a while, Ou Chuliang finally asked the question in his heart.

"Coach Zeng, I still don't understand, why did you call me into the team? Isn't this a waste of spots?!"

"How can it be a waste of spots for Brother Ou to join the team?" Zeng Zheng blinked, "Brother Ou is a veteran national football player and participated in the 1994 Asian Games. It's perfect to have you as the Dinghaishenzhen!"

"Ha, let me tell you!" Ou Chuliang smiled and slapped Zeng Zheng on the shoulder, "You said you didn't want me to get the quota?"

Ou Chuliang immediately understood the implication of Zeng Zheng's words.

Bamboo Shoes stipulates that there must be over-age national players, but there is no specified position.

Zeng Zheng took advantage of this loophole just to squeeze out one more spot for the young outfield players.

Zeng Zheng was not embarrassed when Ou Chuliang pointed it out.

He stretched out his hand and pulled Liu Yunfei, who was wearing work clothes behind the chair, to him.

"Brother Ou, this guy is very capable. Can you teach me some tricks these days?"

In front of Ou Chuliang, Liu Yunfei, who usually looked arrogant, instantly turned into a good boy, not even daring to raise his head.

"Okay, Coach Zeng, your calculations are really loud!" Seeing that Liu Yunfei couldn't even put on the substitute uniform, Ou Chuliang was speechless.

Co-author, you asked me not only to replace the quota, but also to train your personal team members?

"Coach Zeng, is there any benefit to me?" Ou Chuliang said with a smile as he narrowed his eyes.
Chapter completed!