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Chapter 142 Reverse lecturing

"What is the head coach looking for him?"

Lu Feng muttered dissatisfiedly and slowly walked towards the head coach's office.

Before leaving, Lu Feng looked back at the training ground, full of reluctance. After all, Lu Feng is in a good competitive state now, so he wants to perform well.

......

In the head coach's office, Lu Feng not only met head coach Francis, but also met Zhang Zhengming who shouldn't have appeared here. Lu Feng was a little surprised. When did the team leader and the head coach get together to work together? Isn't the team leader responsible for supervising the head coach? The two of them colluded and were doing something.

But this is not something Lu Feng Energy can do, so I have to say hello to the two of them first.

"Head coach, good afternoon, Team Leader Zhang. I heard that, head coach, you have something to do with me?"

Francis didn't say anything, but Zhang Zhengming, who was beside him, pointed to the sofa.

"Sit down and talk."

Lu Feng glanced at the other party suspiciously and sat on the sofa.

"Well, just say anything. I still want to go back to play football."

Zhang Zhengming and Francis laughed. Do you still have to go back to play football? Do you think it is not enough to dampen your teammates' self-confidence?

After looking at each other, Zhang Zhengming laughed dryly.

"Well, Lu Feng, you don't have to participate in today's team training match. If you fly back from Brazil, you're probably tired, so go back to the dormitory early to rest."

Lu Feng blinked and frowned.

"Thank you for your kindness in Team Leader Zhang. I feel very good and want to participate in training. Besides, what are you going to rest early in the morning?"

Well, Zhang Zhengming was suffocated when he heard this. He couldn't say that because you were there, his teammates could not show their strength well. If he said this, Lu Feng would probably be proud of himself.

Originally, Lu Feng was not easy to deal with. If you do this again, you don’t need to do it as the leader. Just keep an eye on Lu Feng every day and don’t worry about other things.

In desperation, Zhang Zhengming had to turn his head and look at Francis, and at the same time he looked at the other party. Oh my, you should speak quickly.

When Francis saw Zhang Zhengming's expression, he also wanted to laugh. In the past, when the National Youth Team members met Zhang Zhengming, no one was afraid of being trembling. Like Lu Feng, who blocked Zhang Zhengming with words, was Lu Feng the first person.

Francis was obviously much smarter than Zhang Zhengming. He didn't want to mention the reason why Lu Feng continued to play, but instead cared about Lu Feng.

"Lu Feng, how does it feel to play football in Brazil? Compared with the National Youth Team, how big a gap do you think there is between the two sides."

Lu Feng was a little puzzled, why did he suddenly ask about this?

Lu Feng glanced at Francis, then glanced at Zhang Zhengming, and asked softly.

"Well, do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

Zhang Zhengming turned around and stared at Lu Feng.

"No, who told you to tell lies, just be honest."

"Oh." Lu Feng shrank his head and thought to himself, this is what you asked me to tell the truth, so I can't blame me for not giving you face.

Lu Feng said honestly:

"The two sides are not at the same level at all, and they are incomparable. I have also watched videos of the midfield league and feel that there are gaps in the Chinese Super League compared to the Brazilian League. As for the national youth team, many people in the Chinese Super League cannot play as the main players, so you should know the gap between them."

Zhang Zhengming couldn't believe it.

"The Chinese Super League is the number one league in Asia. The market investment in recent years is no less than that of the top five leagues. Besides, we have been investing in youth training for so many years. Even the media believes that your players are the most talented players in China, so there is no exaggeration as you said."

"exaggerate?"

Lu Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Not to mention the strength of talented players who have not grown up, let's talk about the Chinese Super League that fans across the country are proud of. Yes, our market investment is indeed not inferior to the top five leagues, and we have won the Asian Champions League championship.

However, has Team Leader Zhang ever thought about how much real strength our league has? Take the major Chinese Super League clubs as an example. The former midfielders are basically foreign players, while Chinese players can only play unimportant roles in the team. In this case, it is simply a dream for Chinese players to get training.

Not to mention, in those uncritical games, the teams of both sides are lazy, like playing tacit understanding, and have no ambition at all. In such a league, how can they compare with a league like Brazilian League that is like European young talents every year?"

Zhang Zhengming was stunned. The progress of China's youth training and league over the years, as well as the media's large praise for this national youth team, made him feel a little fluttered, and he unconsciously felt that Chinese football should be the best in Asia and the world-class.

Francis coughed lightly.

"It's okay, your team is still very powerful."

Lu Feng curled his lips disdainfully.

"Maybe it can be considered a bit of strength in Asia, but in the world, it may not be even a second-rate player. It is no exaggeration to say that none of the teammates of this national youth team can guard me.

I don’t know if there are any other countries in the Asian Youth Championship who are as powerful as me in this Asian Youth Championship, but I know that my goal is the World Youth Championship. In the world, there are many young players who are as powerful as me or better than me. This national youth team may be able to win the Asian Youth Championship, but they are destined to go far in the World Youth Championship."

As soon as Lu Feng finished speaking, Zhang Zhengming stood up angrily and pointed at Lu Feng.

"Do you know what you are saying? You are all a member of this national youth team. How can you say such things? Do you know how hard you work for this team?"

Lu Feng also stood up, not afraid of Zhang Zhengming at all, and faced the other person's eyes, word by word.

"Of course I know what I'm saying. Actually, I wanted to say this before, but I haven't had the chance to say it. This time I was selected for the National Youth Team, Lin Hai swore to tell me how strong this National Youth Team is.

However, the results on the training ground just now have proved what I said. This national youth team just looks or is just strong in Asia.

I don’t know who gave everyone confidence, whether it was because of the media’s praise or because of everyone’s arrogance, which gave everyone the illusion that we are the strongest national youth team. Team Leader Zhang, head coach, do you know that last night I actually heard players discuss where to celebrate after winning the World Youth Championship and what kind of contract should we propose to the club.

This is a football game. On the court, things happen often that weak teams beat strong teams, not to mention that we are not really strong teams. With everyone's exaggerated mentality, I don't think we can go anywhere in this game.

I am a member of the National Youth Team and a Chinese. I also want to win glory for the country and help Chinese football win honors. But if the whole team has this mentality, tell me, can such a team still win the championship?"

Zhang Zhengming was shocked. He didn't expect Lu Feng to say such a thing, and even expressed the mentality problem of the team.

Zhang Zhengming was silent and walked out of the office for a long time.

"Team leader Zhang, where are you going?"
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