World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 144
"This"

Seeing Gao Feng spit out a bunch of red and white things, everyone fell silent.

Wang Junsheng's nose tightened, and then he frowned.

He smelled alcohol.

In the next second, he glared fiercely at Gao Feng.

It seems that Gao Feng's matter can't be settled with a fine.

But at this moment, Gao Feng's face was white with vomiting, so how could he care about Wang Junsheng's murderous eyes?
The players stood solemnly around and focused on the remaining 7 players.

The whistle on the radio was still ringing.

Hearing this desperate whistle, someone's back began to feel cold.

Soon, the second eliminated person appeared.

It's Qu Shengqing!

Although Qu Shengqing doesn't drink alcohol and is young, but because he is also a striker, he usually doesn't pay much attention to physical training.

In addition, his nickname is "Fatty", and his overweight figure makes him have no advantage in the back and forth running.

After failing to step on the line twice in a row, Qu Shengqing stumbled and ran off the field by himself, holding on to the wall and panting continuously.

"Fat man?"

"real or fake?"

"so tough?"

Several Liaozu players looked incredible.

Among the A-A players present, Liaozu's average age is the youngest, and Liaozu's players also take it for granted that they have the strongest physical fitness.

But judging from the face of Qu Shengqing who was out of breath at the moment, if this test were replaced by them, I am afraid it would be more or less ominous.

"Woohoo~~~Fuck, fuck!" Qu Shengqing gasped for a long time before cursing, "This, this f*ck is killing me."

This made you run away?
You just turned 24 this year, okay?
Do you have any unknown hobbies?

After Qu Shengqing, Zhao Junzhe and Wu Chengying were the only ones chosen by Wang Junsheng to persist.

After running for a while, Zeng Zheng suddenly spoke up, announcing that everyone had just passed the passing mark.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiaorui's feet trembled, and Zeng Zheng immediately gave him a yellow card.

"Jianlibao must persist until the end, go back and figure it out for yourself!"

When Zeng Zheng reminded them, Zhang Xiaorui and the others were so frightened that they hurriedly raised their legs and rushed forward.

As the whistle became more and more urgent, Wu Chengying became the third straggler, followed by Zhao Junzhe.

At this point, the four players selected by Wang Junsheng were wiped out.

Looking at Zheng Zhi, who was staggering and following closely behind Zhang Xiaorui on the field, Zeng Zheng's eyes also showed a little more approval.

Seeing that Zheng Zhi's footsteps were getting slower and slower, and he was about to be two heights behind Li Tie, who was ranked first, Zhao Junzhe, who retreated, together with the Liaozu team members, shouted loudly: "Zheng Zhi, come on, Zheng Zhi!" , come on!!!"

Soon, cheers were heard everywhere, and other team members also started to cheer for Zheng Zhi.

The other players are not surprised that Zhang Xiaorui and others can persist until the end. After all, they are direct descendants of Zeng Zheng, and Zeng Zheng must have led them to similar training before.

But Zheng Zhi is different.

He is neither a direct descendant of Zeng Zheng, nor is he the youngest player on the field.

At this moment, I still gritted my teeth and persisted, all because of the willpower in my body!

"Zheng Zhi fouled once!"

Zeng Zheng spoke again.

But this time he didn't play his cards indifferently like before, but continued, "Zheng Zhi, close your mouth and breathe through your nose."

"Raise your thighs and let go of your steps!"

"Hold on, hold on, hold on!"

Looking at Zheng Zhi, who was about to lose his hold on the field, and Zhang Xiaorui, who was also warned but had adjusted his pace now, Wang Junsheng nodded slowly.

Until today, he didn't understand how big the gap between these domestic players and Zeng Zheng's Jianlibao is!
I usually only look at the skills of these players at their feet, as well as the passing and cooperation between them.

But after such a comparison today, Wang Junsheng realized that in terms of individual strength, everyone in Jianlibao is much higher than domestic players.

As the rhythm of the drums became faster and faster, the interval between two whistles became shorter and shorter.

Looking at the three people who were almost "melted into one" in front of him, Zheng Zhi's eyes began to blur.

He felt that no matter how hard he chased, he couldn't catch up.

After a few more back and forth, Zheng Zhi, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally staggered and stopped three meters before the starting line when the whistle sounded.

"Zheng Zhi is eliminated." Zeng Zheng nodded, "Zheng Zhi's grades are good, estimated to be around 85 points. If he reaches his level, he can be exempted from the long-distance running test."

"What the hell? It's only 85 points if you persist until now?
The crowd exploded.

The team members were in a mess.

"Coach Zeng, this is only 85, so what is the full score?"

"Coach Zeng, isn't this test too difficult?"

"Coach Zeng"

"quiet!!!"

The team members wanted to say, but Wang Junsheng on the side yelled, "Stay back and watch honestly from the side, isn't there still three left to run?"

After everyone quieted down, the breathtaking music and whistles became faster and faster.

The footsteps of the remaining three people also became faster and faster, not daring to stop in the slightest.

Every time the whistle sounded, it was like a reminder.

Everyone was nervous when they heard this, and even their breathing became short of breath.

Finally, a "Congratulations on passing the test" came from the radio.

"Wow~~~"

Only then did everyone at the scene breathe a sigh of relief. Many people's chests and backs were already soaked in sweat.

"Damn, I'm so tired, I'm exhausted!" Zhang Xiaorui held Li Tie's shoulder with one hand, and stood there panting heavily.

"Okay, I haven't run this for a long time, it's really, really bad!"

Li Weifeng was not much better.

Although he was not as embarrassed as Zhang Xiaorui, it could be seen from his blushing face that this kid was almost on the verge of collapse.

Only Li Tie looked like a normal person, his face was not red and his heart was beating, and it seemed that he would be fine for a few more laps.

"Fuck, is this 2200 meters so long?"

"It feels like I haven't been running for long. I still had a long time to stand and wait for the sentry before, didn't I? Why did you suddenly change so much?"

"Is this thing so outrageous?"

"I heard that foreigners use this test, no wonder the physical strength is so good!"

After witnessing the power of YOYO's physical test, everyone looked at Li Tie with a look of spareness, and couldn't help sighing: "Good guy, how did this kid practice? He's too BT!"

"How is it? Bamboo mat, is my method good?"

Wang Junsheng frowned now, but instead excused the players: "Let me think about it."

"Xiao Zeng, don't you think this test is too difficult?"

"Difficult? My Jianlibao team members can all run down!" After Zeng Zheng finished speaking, he waved his hand, "Zhang Ran, Li Jian, Huang Yong, Wang Lei, you guys come out!"

Swish!
In the crowd, a few Jianlibao players with their names quickly stood up.

"You four, do you have the confidence to run down?"

"Yes!" Several people stood at attention, as if to start at any time.

Now Wang Junsheng is silent.

Zeng Zheng hit the railway while it was hot, "Bamboo mat, I can assure you that even if these bastards run for 12 minutes, they still get a perfect score of 3300. Why don't we make a bet"

"Okay, okay, no need, I believe you." Wang Junsheng nodded, "I'll think about this matter first. Others, go whatever you want to do! Xiao Zeng, come with me."

After watching Zeng Zheng and Wang Junsheng leave, these AA and AB players finally couldn't help whispering.

"Is this thing so tiring? I'm not so tired after running 2200!"

"No, I have to find a chance to test it! Don't throw up when the time comes, it's really embarrassing!"

"Maybe it will be changed to something like this in the future!"

"And look at Coach Zeng's attitude, it seems that all Jianlibao runners can finish the run, we can't lose to them!"

"Speaking of it, this thing is indeed more technical than the 12-minute run, but I just don't know how it is in actual combat."

Follow Wang Junsheng back to the office.

As soon as the door was closed, Zeng Zheng sat on a chair proudly.

"How about it, Uncle Wang, my run is much more challenging than the 12-minute run, isn't it?"

"If this is used this year, I guarantee that half of the people will fail!"

"Xiao Zeng, you really think we like card people!" Wang Junsheng rolled his eyes, "If half of the people really fail the test, are you saying that this year's league will not start? How will it start?"

"You just stand and talk without back pain!"

Seeing Wang Junsheng's veto, Zeng Zheng quickly said, "Uncle Wang, this thing is not like long-distance running. If you can't run it, you can't run it. This is skillful, and you can run it down with reasonable training! And you have seen it, run it down It will also be of great help to improve the physical fitness of the players on the field!"

"Okay, I see, let's discuss this matter later. Even if the physical test is replaced with this, it will be next year!" Wang Junsheng waved his hand and took out a document from under the table.

"Xiao Zeng, I'm looking for you today for something else."

Looking at the document Wang Junsheng handed over, Zeng Zheng frowned.

"Uncle Wang, this is different from what we said!"

"Isn't Coach Zhu leading the World Youth Championship?"

"Why is it on me again?"

"Then my country will still bring it to the Olympic Games?"

Wang Junsheng spread his hands.

"Take it! Grab it with both hands, neither will conflict!" Wang Junsheng answered sharply.

"This is Coach Zhu asking you to assist by name and surname!"

"You and Coach Zhu cooperate so well, and you finished eighth in the last World Youth Championship. Who do you think I will send you two this time?"

"No way!" Zeng Zheng hurriedly evaded, "I always take the time to take the National Olympics, and the A-B match is about to start, and I can't do without the club!"

"Aren't Wu Tingrui and Li Zhouzhe both working as assistant coaches under you? At that time, you can arrange some tactics for the team and let them watch. Are you afraid that the team will lose?"

Wu Tingrui and Li Zhouzhe are both former international players, and both have served as Lange's coaches.

Taking over Lange this time, the two coaches, Zeng Zheng, also invited them back to be their assistants.

Hearing what Wang Junsheng said so easily, Zeng Zheng still shook his head like a rattle.

"No, no, Uncle Wang, do you really think I'm Zhuge Liang? Can you win the game just by using tricks?"

"Besides, the masters of our team are either from the National Youth League or the National Olympics. Once they leave, they will be the majority of the main players."

"If this season is due to mistakes in these few games, I didn't play well and failed to make A's, is it yours or mine?"

"No, no, I won't go to the World Youth Championship even if I'm killed!"

Seeing Zeng Zheng waving his hands desperately, Wang Junsheng could only zoom in.

"Anyway, it's settled!"

"And let you die in the youth competition, it was Lao Xu who named you, if you don't go, you have to go!"

"As for the league, you don't have to worry."

"Since it is the World Youth Championship, what are you afraid of when A and B give way?"

"When the time comes, you can take someone there to kick you at ease!"

"Don't forget, Lao Xu and I are waiting for you to come back with a better ranking!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Junsheng raised his eyebrows.

"How much pressure Lao Xu can take away depends on your results in this World Youth Championship!"

(End of this chapter)