The half month starting from September 1st is FIFA Match Day.

The Chinese team has already entered the World Cup, so these two clubs will arrange warm-up matches.

Tang Zhenglong is waiting for a call. He should be notified of the arrangements for the national team.

"Director Zhu, I have been waiting for you for a long time. How will we arrange this international match day? Do I not need to go back?"

In the past warm-up matches, Tang Zhenglong did not need to return to China. After all, this kind of treasure should be reserved for critical moments.

"Yes, you don't need to go back to your country."

"Haha, great."

"This time we are going to Spain."

"What's the meaning?"

It turns out that Zhu Guanghu is planning to resume the flying training during the Milu era and go to Europe to play warm-up matches to prepare for next year's World Cup.

Zhu Guanghu told the story, and Tang Zhenglong was stunned.

"What? The warm-up match opponents are Brazil and Spain?"

"..."

"Director Zhu, why did you give up treatment?"

"nonsense!!"

"Boss, the national football team has just gained a little confidence. It wouldn't be good if they were abused, right?"

"I thought so at first, but if I find a soft persimmon in the warm-up match, what will I do in the World Cup?"

"Is it possible that your opponent will also take care of your feelings?"

"that's true!!"

"So I think it's better to find the strongest opponent during the warm-up match to train the team members' ability to fight."

"..."

Tang Zhenglong had nothing to say.

"Okay, then send me a message when the time comes and I will report to the team."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately received a call from Marcelo.

"Tang, I just got the notice from the Brazilian team that they will play the Chinese team in the warm-up match. Haha, we are about to play against each other."

"What's wrong? Isn't it enough that I tortured you with a linear equation of two variables? Do you want me to torture you again on the court?"

"..."

"Asshole!! Can you torture me? I'm dreaming. I checked. When Brazil plays the Chinese team, we always start with at least 4 goals. I guess I will hit 6 this time."

"Haha." Tang Zhenglong sneered: "That was the era without me, Tang Zhenglong, but things are different now."

"Football is a team sport."

"Really? Do you want to bet?"

"What to bet on?"

"If your Brazilian goal difference does not exceed 6, you will admit on social media that you are a scumbag who has slept with hundreds of women."

Marcelo was stunned, "If you want to bet, just bet on winning or losing. Why bet on goal difference?"

"That's more interesting."

"Bah, bye!!"

*****

At the Bernabeu, the domestic media came out in droves. After all, the national football team was here.

"Zhenglong, what do you think of the match against Brazil? Some people say that the Chinese team is inflated."

"Haha, I don't care what others say. I've been sprayed all the way. I'm used to it. I think it's good to warm up with the Brazilian team."

"How many do you think the national football team will lose this time?"

Tang Zhenglong sneered, "How many did you lose? I don't know. If you ask me how many you won, then I can answer."

win?

The Chinese team has never defeated the Brazilian team in history, and the Chinese team has never defeated Brazil in the entire history of Asian football.

"Win? Is it possible?"

"Why is it impossible? With me, Tang Zhenglong, everything is possible."

The reporters were stunned, "Everything is possible? Tang Zhenglong, have you gotten another endorsement?"

puff.

The reporters laughed.

"Foolish beyond reach, foolish beyond reach."

After speaking, Tang Zhenglong left, leaving behind a group of stunned reporters.

*****

In the Bernabeu dressing room, all the Chinese players were very excited.

"It turns out this is the Bernabeu dressing room."

"Haha, I haven't seen it before."

"Longlong, you are so happy." Han Peng smiled.

"It's okay, it's okay, it all depends on hard work."

puff.

"Don't be afraid when you meet Brazil later. We are the best."

"Shout to me, we are the best."

"We are the best."

When they arrived at the tunnel, the players were scared.

Look at the opponent's lineup.

Robinho, Kaka, Lucio, Silva, Alves, Marcelo, all of them are superstars.

What is the gap between Asian football and the world's advanced teams? The biggest thing is not technology, but confidence.

That kind of dwarf thinking has plagued Asian football for a long time. This is something that Tang Zhenglong cannot reverse.

After checking their eyes, Tang Zhenglong knew that his teammates were timid, just like the 2002 World Cup, but he also knew that talking words would not work. Even if he encouraged and talked one by one, those who should be timid would still be timid.

So the most important thing is your performance on the court. Only when you stand firm on the court can you build up your self-confidence.

After the game started, the Chinese team set up an iron barrel formation.

But I didn't expect it, 5 minutes.

It only lasted 5 minutes before the Chinese team's goal was breached. Kaka's accurate shot from outside the penalty area drew a beautiful arc straight into the far corner of the goal.

goooooooooal!!

The Brazilian team celebrates.

Sports Five's commentator regretted: "Is this the biggest gap between us and the world?"

Frustrated faces appeared in front of Tang Zhenglong.

"Everyone cheer me up and pass the ball to me."

The teammates nodded, as long as Tang Zhenglong holds the ball, there is hope.

Zhu Guanghu was not in a hurry on the sidelines, because this kind of situation will definitely happen in next year's World Cup.

It will even be more difficult then.

"It's a good thing to let the children experience the feeling of being beaten in advance." Zhu Guanghu comforted himself.

The game continues.

The Chinese team only left one Tang Zhenglong in front, and it was unlikely that the rest of the players would be able to hold the ball in the Brazilian half.

The Brazilian team passed the ball from the wing, and the Chinese team Li Weifeng pushed it out. Zheng Zhi took the ball in the midfield and passed the ball to Tang Zhenglong.

"Tang Zhenglong has the ball." The commentator was excited.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball, and the Brazilian team immediately overran three players.

"Oops!"

Zhu Guanghu took a look and realized that Tang Zhenglong was a football star, but not a superman. Even Maradona couldn't survive the three-person attack.

Tang Zhenglong took the ball and ran to the wing. He also understood that this situation was difficult to deal with, so...
To be continued...