Perhaps Yi Zhe is the most special one. Barcelona's sports director traveled thousands of miles to personally invite someone so straightforwardly, and then turned around and called Thies.
"I'm so sorry, Yi, this matter was probably carried out secretly in Barcelona, and I didn't know about it."
Although Thies on the other end of the phone was very sorry, he was also curious about Yi Zhe's attitude.
"Okay then, Thies. I've said no to Barcelona this time."
Thies was silent for two seconds, but he sighed and quickly accepted the result: "Okay then, Yi, do you want to stay in Wolfsburg to play football for a long time?"
"This is of course the best, at least for me now. Maybe in the future I won't refuse wealthy clubs, but now Wolfsburg is not bad, at least everyone here truly accepts me."
Yi Zhe was equally direct this time and followed his true inner thoughts.
Thies could only agree: "Then I will spread the news, and I believe that Wolfsburg will also try every means to proactively send it to the door... Only in this way will we have the initiative in negotiations."
"Okay, just go ahead and do it, Tess, I believe you are a professional."
Sure enough, Yi Zhe soon saw his agent start to take action - even his teammates on the national team had already learned through the media that he had rejected Zubizarreta's personal invitation, and they all gathered around him with their mobile phones and asked questions.
he.
"Zhe, can we say it now? Did you really reject Barcelona?"
Yi Zhe calmly turned to stare at his teammates: "Do you think I did something wrong?"
All the national players were speechless.
Did something wrong?
They must have thought this was a big mistake.
That's Barcelona! Barcelona! The opportunity they couldn't ask for, you Yi Zhe refused to have the director come to talk in person, and you are still doubting whether you are wrong...
"But I feel that I can play football at Wolfsburg and have enough ball rights. It is not necessarily possible to return to Barcelona. As we all know, that is Messi's territory."
All the teammates were silent.
"Awesome, Zhe, I will obey you from now on!" Hao Junmin came over and gave a thumbs up.
"Zhe, according to what you said, I am now the core player in the club."
Sun Ke, who was originally interested in joining the La Liga team, hesitated, and Yi Zhe couldn't say much. For himself, going to the Bundesliga is nothing more than playing in another place in Europe, but he also knows that for these local international players,
Traveling to Europe is like stepping into a new world.
…
One day later, the whole of Brisbane was filled with the atmosphere of a knockout match. Before the game, there was even news that a group of local fans broke into Chinatown to provoke Chinese fans. There was also news that many Chinese fans said that they were wearing Chinese team cheering uniforms.
Experiencing harassment in a hotel.
None of this has anything to do with Yi Zhe. What has to do with him is the tactics of the Chinese team.
"Yi, it's time for you to express your opinion again."
It has become a routine for Yi Zhe to attend every tactical discussion meeting. This time he directly arranged a 4-3-3 formation on the tactical board. He, Hao Junmin, and Cai Huikang formed three midfielders, and even the formations were given
own opinions.
"Sir, I'm afraid we can only do this in this game."
"reason."
"Australia is a newcomer to Asian football. Their style is not as good as that of an English team, and they will have the attribute of home field. If we cannot compete with them in the midfield, I am afraid it will be very difficult."
The more real reason Yi Zhe did not say is that his partner Cai Huikang is not very reassuring. Yi Zhe saw in the system that Hao Junmin's attributes are above 70 on both offense and defense. This is a full midfielder ability, and
After all, I have played in the Bundesliga.
This configuration is suitable for facing Australia. The system shows that the opponent's morale index is as high as four and a half stars. If it weren't for Yi Zhe's existence, it is estimated that the opponent's morale against the Chinese team would be fully boosted.
"Yi, but you will lack protection in front of you, and those fierce rough guys in Australia will definitely pay close attention to you."
Yi Zhe smiled and nodded: "Please rest assured on this, sir. I am confident, as long as we can keep an eye on their forward Tim Cahill."
Tim Cahill, who was mentioned by Yi Zhe, is Australia's number one arrowhead. He is a former Everton player. He moved to the American Major League at the age of 35 and can still score goals continuously. He is a man who is getting older and more awesome than Zheng Zhi.
type.
On the other side, Australian coach Postkoglu naturally also highlighted Yi Zhe: "Yi's ability certainly needs to be focused on, but we still have confidence. Although there are many Chinese fans here, this is our home court."
Cahill also appeared confident in front of the media cameras: "The Chinese team is an opponent worthy of vigilance, but I will score in front of all the fans. It is not easy to let a midfielder compete with the forwards to score goals.
Fair.”
Both sides seemed confident, and this game was destined to be the most heated and evenly matched game since the start.
Outside the stadium before the game, the momentum and cheers of the Australian fans were equal to those of the thousands of fans of the huge Dragons fan club. The Chinese fans had war drums, but the opponent directly launched a historically powerful weapon - the World Cup in South Africa.
The specialty trumpet of the period, the vuvuzela ().
When Yi Zhe walked into the stadium, he heard an Australian fan blowing this horn, and immediately felt his scalp numb. This was the most unbearable thing for him when watching the World Cup. The presence of such horns in the game was simply a noise attack.
!
"Damn it, why do you use this kind of thing!" Yi Zhe felt that his temples were numb.
…
Before the two sides entered the court, a group of caddies were already ready in the court.
Stephen was very happy because he was assigned to be the ball boy on the sidelines again. Ever since he received the football from Yi Zhe, he had been showing off to his friends in the echelon.
But the friends who came with him today obviously have different views.
"Damn Stephen! It's just a Chinese signature, can he be better than the great Cristiano?"
But Stephen didn't give in at all and hit back directly: "Shut your stinky mouth, damn Jack! Your room is full of posters of Cristiano Ronaldo, but what did he give you? You have his autograph."
Football?”
"This is a confrontation between the national teams! If you dare to support the Chinese, I guarantee that you will not be able to stay in the team!"
But little Stephen ignored his companion's warning. When he saw Yi Zhe entering with the team, he immediately stood up and waved and shouted at the passage.
"Easy! Easy!"
His eyes were shining, and he had firmly memorized Yi Zhe's message written on the football: May football accompany you throughout your life.
But being able to stay with him for a lifetime is to witness with your own eyes how powerful a real hero can be.
