Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 405 Insider Exposure
The middle-aged guy who was once high-spirited and wanted to do something practical for the Huaxia national team finally bowed his head. He clearly realized that Huaxia football is really hopeless...

Gao Hongbo took the mobile phone on the table in his hand, thought for a while, and finally pressed the familiar number...

"Thank you Director Chu for your concern. I'm fine. I'm not surprised by this result at all... There must be some small depression, but it will not affect my performance in the club... Well, hang up first, and then contact .”

Could it be that he hung up the phone, shook his head and smiled bitterly.The call just now was made by Chu Zhongtian from China, and the purpose was to worry that he would be worried about the fact that he was not selected for the Asian Cup player list.

It would be a lie to say that he is not depressed. After all, Mo Fei’s long-cherished wish is to wear the jersey of the national team and win honor for his motherland.Who knew that the national team would directly KO out him, the European golden boy, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality, and it is good now, playing for the club with peace of mind, even if the honor of the national team is blank, but as long as his performance is good, he will bring fans everywhere Joy, it doesn't matter.After all, he plays football for himself, and the most important thing for him is to be responsible to himself, not to the China Football Association, regardless of what they do so much.

Chu Zhongtian chatted with Mo Fei for a few words, and felt that there was nothing wrong with Mo Fei's mentality, so he asked about recent life matters, and then closed the line.

Could Fei put the phone in his pocket just now, but the phone vibrated again, so he had to take it out again, and it turned out that it was a call from the head coach of the national team, Gao Hongbo.

"Director Gao, you didn't come to comfort me, did you?" Could it be that the relationship between Gao Hongbo and Gao Hongbo in private is quite harmonious, and the conversation is more like a friend than a relationship between superiors and subordinates.Of course, Mo Fei would not think that Gao Hongbo was calling to inform him to report to the national team, and he could not intervene in the matter of recruiting players.So there is only one possibility, and that is to "comfort" myself.

"Uh..." Sure enough, Gao Hongbo was choked quite badly. Before he could open his mouth, the other party figured out what he was doing. He was embarrassed for a while, and he smiled wryly for a long time before saying, "Xiao Mo, your brain is full of seeds." How are you so smart?"

"I play football with my head, can I not be smart?" Mo Fei said with a "arrogant" smile.Of course he wouldn't say that Chu Zhongtian did the same thing with him just now, but just made a joke.

"It's very smart, it's a pity..." Hearing what Mo Fei said, Gao Hongbo was silent for a while. He was really uncomfortable at the moment. Could it be that such a capable and smart player who plays football with his brain has not proved himself in the national team? My own chance, is this misfortune or Chinese football's misfortune?
"Director Gao, I fully understand the purpose of your call..." Seeing that the other party has been silent for a long time, could it be that he rolled his eyes speechlessly, why is it so deep, do you want me to comfort you?
"What?" Gao Hongbo was stunned for a moment and asked casually.

"You must have come to seek comfort." Mo Fei joked.

"Hehe, you kid..." Gao Hongbo was amused by Mo Fei's words, and his heavy heart was relieved a lot, and he said softly: "Okay, please comfort me! I was worried that you would feel dissatisfied with this matter. Comfortable, I am going to explain to you, it seems that I am being self-indulgent!"

Could it be that Gao Hongbo knew exactly what the "this matter" in Gao Hongbo's mouth referred to, and he didn't want to mention it, so he said plainly: "I'm not that fragile yet, a little setback can't make me feel unhappy. Thank you, Director Gao, for your help." Don't worry, I'm fine."

"I can rest assured that."

The two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

However, before putting down the phone, the expression on his face became weird. What day is it today?Is it a phone game solitaire?
Because, Mo Fei's phone vibrated again at this moment, accompanied by a low "buzzing" ringing sound.

Could it be that he glanced at the caller ID, and just pressed the answer button, Deng Zhuoxiang's whistling voice came from the other side.

"I'm stupid, brother Fei, what the hell are you doing! I've been on the phone with someone for so long, and the line was busy after I called several times! Could it be that you are flirting with some pretty girl?"

Could it be that his head was full of black lines, and he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. He was chatting with Gao Hongbo just now, but Deng Zhuoxiang, a stunned young man, said he was flirting?God can still see it, could it be that one old man and another old man can talk about love?Isn't this nonsense!
Mo Fei said angrily: "Yeah, I'm flirting, I'm talking with Director Gao Hongbo Gao!"

"Let me just say, it must be... what? Senior coach? The head coach of the national team?" Deng Zhuoxiang was stunned for a moment, then slapped himself hard, and muttered: "I was talking nonsense before. Yes, Brother Fei, don't mind."

Although Deng Zhuoxiang has an impulsive temper, he knows who is good to him and who is not good to him. In his opinion, Gao Hongbo cares for him very much. He also respects this head coach very much, so he quickly admitted own mistake.

Could it be that he also knew what kind of temperament this kid was, and didn't care, instead he asked seriously: "Tell me, what's the matter? You are a person who goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, and you won't contact me if you don't have anything to do."

"Am I the kind of person who doesn't show loyalty?" Deng Zhuoxiang yelled brazenly, then put on a calm face, and said in a concentrated voice: "Brother Fei, do you know about the Asian Cup player list? The Chinese Football Association is really not a thing, it really sent us out, what do you think?"

Deng Zhuoxiang was a little aggrieved. Although he, Mo Fei and Hao Junmin were young, they were all outstanding in the national team. If they were said to be not capable enough, he would not believe it if they were killed.Fortunately, the China Football Association disregarded the national honor because of their conflicts and excluded them from the national team. How could he not feel angry.

Mo Fei was also silent for a while, and it took a long time before he answered three words in a deep voice: "I'm sorry."

Deng Zhuoxiang was stunned again, Mo Fei's words made him feel at a loss, he knew what Mo Fei meant, it was because Mo Fei's bodyguard Lao Yao beat the captain of the national team that he and Hao Junmin were implicated .Although Mo Fei never said anything, Deng Zhuoxiang knew that Mo Fei was always very guilty about this matter.

"Brother Fei, don't say that, we are good brothers, we are in trouble together!" Deng Zhuoxiang hurriedly said: "I have long since disliked those scumbags. If you don't get angry, Brother Hao and I can't help but want to beat them up."

Mo Fei smiled lightly, feeling very touched, but did not continue the discussion on this issue.He changed the subject and said: "Things are already like this, and we have nothing else to do. Let's just leave it at that and see what the national team can achieve in the Asian Cup under the wise leadership of the Chinese Football Association. If the results are good , it can only be said that the national team is more harmonious without us, if the results are not good, hum..."

Hearing what Mofei said, Deng Zhuoxiang's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly: "At that time, we can stand up and pretend to be B, look at you bunch of rubbish, without brother, you bunch of soft-legged shrimps just can't do it!"

Could it be that he was shocked by the other party's words again, and reminded: "Little Dengzi, don't think about it, what I mean is that if the national team's performance is not good, the fans and the media's saliva can drown the leaders of the Football Association." die."

"Oh, that's it, there is no chance to perform again." Deng Zhuoxiang muttered depressingly, then he seemed to think of something, and he became happy again, and said, "But I don't care, think about the group of idiots being blocked by angry fans Not even daring to leave the door, that’s not bad!”

Could it be that Deng Zhuoxiang was completely defeated by Deng Zhuoxiang's remarks, and said helplessly: "Forget it, talking to you, a fool, almost made me a fool too. Do what you should do. Don't hold back and watch the national team embarrass yourself In fact, even if we don’t have the chance to wear the jersey of the national team, as long as the national team can achieve good results, it doesn’t matter.”

Deng Zhuoxiang nodded repeatedly and said yes, didn't care if he understood the meaning of telling him not to take everything too seriously, smiled and said goodbye to him, and then hung up the phone.

Could it be that this time he didn't put the phone in his pocket, but put it directly on the table, and he could pick it up as soon as the phone rang.He was overwhelmed by the continuous calls.

Not to mention, less than 3 minutes after the end of the call with Deng Zhuoxiang, the phone vibrated again as expected.

"I'm such a genius, I guessed that there would be a call!" Mo Fei proudly praised himself, picked up the phone and looked, it was Hao Junmin, almost in time for the national team teammate's big rally, He only had these few friends in the national team, and they all came together at once.

"Brother Hao, you didn't call to comfort me, did you? Little Deng Zi just talked to me on the phone..." Mo Fei said with a relaxed smile. He usually has such a leisurely attitude when interacting with friends.

"Comfort? Who else do I want to comfort me!" Hao Junmin was stunned for a moment when he heard Mo Fei's words, and then scolded angrily, "Who has the time to comfort you. Check out the list of players for the Asian Cup." Bar?"

"Look. It doesn't include me, nor your and Xiao Dengzi's names."

"I know this, I knew that those bastards would not recruit us into the team." Hao Junmin continued, with a hint of anger in his tone, "Hurry up and check the latest news on the Internet today, the spokesperson of the Football Association Came out to 'fart' today!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Fei walked to the computer, opened the largest news portal in China, and clicked in.Soon, Mo Fei's expression turned cold.

It turned out that Huaxia Football could not withstand the pressure of angry fans and the media. At the same time, it was also worried that the fans would really rush into the Football Association building and make a scene. Just now, a spokesperson from the Football Association came out to explain why Mo Fei and others entered without warning. The reason for the national team -

"It is undeniable that Mo Fei, Hao Junmin... and other players are very good players. They have accepted advanced football concepts, skills and tactics in Europe, and are indispensable and main members of every club. But we also have our own concerns. After all, They have played overseas for too long, have no chance to run in with the team, do not cooperate with each other tacitly, and cannot integrate into the team's tactical system at all. In order to better integrate all players into a whole, so this time we are very difficult A trade-off was made, that is, temporarily not recruiting them into the team..."

"I think the level of the national team this year is still very high. All the players selected for the national team are excellent players. We should give them confidence. Zheng Zhi, Li Datou and Han Ruandan are veterans of the national team , They have proven themselves in many national team competitions, I believe these experienced veteran players will give the Huaxia team more help in this trip to the Asian Cup..."

(End of this chapter)