The title that appeared on the domestic network and major media the next day was quite eye-catching and unified: Zhou Tiancheng's small goal-side by side with the legend.

This topic was first conceived by the "Sports Weekly". After the latest issue of the newspaper, the response was enthusiastic, and it soon became a hot word for online search.

As expected by these reporters, even they were shocked, not to mention these fans.

"It sounds pretty dangling, but I'm looking forward to it from now on. If Tian scored 40 goals, Zhou Tiancheng can retire immediately, anyway, if I change it to me, I can blow it for a lifetime."

"Full screen gangster style, forty goals are still small goals."

"Suddenly discovered a omnipotent way to open up by a big guy: first set a small goal... then who is not to set a small goal and earn 100 million a year. Sure enough, it is all big guys."

"So it's better for us to wait for the audience to be honest. Let's not talk about ideals. Comparing with the goal of the big brother, I will instantly suffer 10,000 damage and be directly slagged."

...

Zhou Tian cost thought that his answer in front of a Chinese reporter would not be known here, so he said it without any pressure.

But he was wrong.

Huntelaar and Jurado saw his first reaction was to touch his forehead.

"Hey, what are you two doing?" he asked, blocking the palms of the two.

Huntelaar asked incredulously: "No fever... so that week, you said that the goal of forty goals is serious?"

Zhou Tiancheng froze: "How do you know?"

All eyes turned to Hao Junmin.

Zhou Tiancheng suddenly understood.

"Brother Cheng, I don't think this is a bad thing, so I said it so that everyone can cooperate with you."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled bitterly, he could say so boldly in front of Chinese reporters, purely let domestic fans follow him, even if it was not reached in the end, it would be harmless, but Hao Junmin said so in front of the team, Zhou Tiancheng knew all the bad things by scanning all the strikers in the team. They must think that their goal is to deliberately grab a job with them?

"Week, do you think it's appropriate to do this? The ball got you in, what are we doing?" Huntelaar said.

"That's right, Zhou, you're a bit too much. Is it easy for us to score a goal? Why do you want to grab the limelight with us?" Even Fannie was dissatisfied. With Raul's arrival, although his chances of playing have diminished, any forward will not be very happy when he hears such words.

"Chow, first of all, from my experience, you want to score at least two goals per game, which is basically impossible, and you are still in the midfield..."

Zhou Tiancheng couldn't help but smile: "Raul, those who think I can't do it, but all of them have been taken back by me. I can't accept your words."

Raul grinned: "Then you can try to single out the other team, I will not cooperate with you anyway."

Zhou Tiancheng's lips flicked, an indifferent expression. But he didn't expect Raul's words to represent the will of all the forwards in the team.

"Agree, I won't pass the ball to Zhou anymore, help others grab my rice bowl... I think I used to have IQ problems." Huntelaar also answered.

"I didn't expect Zhou to be such a person, it was simply too greedy."

All the forward teammates sneered at him, Zhou Tiancheng stunned, snorted: "This is what you said."

He did not believe that these people did not pass with him in the game. Even if they are not happy, but what if Magath has such a requirement?

Everyone bowed their heads and pretended to chat, ignoring him.

Hao Junmin said apologetically: "Lao Zhou, I seem to be causing you trouble again."

Zhou Tiancheng shook his head: "What does this have to do with you? I said it. Rest assured, I have a way to do it."

Speaking of which, Zhou Tiancheng suddenly missed Jiang Hao. If he was there, other people wouldn't care about how he thought him, just three of them would be enough.

But what surprised Zhou Tiancheng was that when he was training on the training ground, several forwards really didn't pass the ball to him. As long as he pushed the ball to the forward, he would never return to his feet.

"What's going on? Yang, really?" Zhou Tiancheng frowned and asked Huntelaar.

The latter nodded: "What do you think we are talking about?"

"It's a mistake on the court!" Zhou Tiancheng shouted, raising his voice. He was really angry.

Seeing that Zhou Tiancheng had few chances to catch the ball, Magath didn’t blame several forwards, but called Zhou Tiancheng over and said: “Why, Zhou, are you serious? Forty goals this season, isn’t this a joke?”

Zhou Tiancheng replied frankly: "Since I said this in front of the media, but I can't get it back, I must find a way to do it."

"Do you know how difficult this is? You are the captain. I don't want you to encourage your teammates in order to achieve your goals. Driving the team is your first duty."

Zhou Tiancheng smiled slightly: "Boss, I think the best way to drive the team is to keep winning and keep everyone confident. What do you think?"

Magath is a little helpless. Zhou Tiancheng's implication is that as long as he can win, he feels that there is nothing wrong even if he monopolizes the team's goals.

If it is replaced by another person, it is estimated that Magath is angry, and he will be directly sent from the starting to the bench, but this team is missing Zhou Tiancheng?

The Asian Cup has proved that time, and the next game against Stuttgart is another proof.

In the first 20 minutes of this game, Zhou Tiancheng put his main energy on the passing organization, far away from the penalty area. In the face of the iron bucket array of Stuttgart's five-back, the trident in the front field could not be penetrated.

While taking advantage of the opening time, Stuttgart also went to the next city with a quick counterattack.

Magath consciously put Zhou Tiancheng forward, and at the same time called Raul to the sidelines to explain a few words, the core is one: What do you think I don’t care, but when it comes to the field, the overall situation matters!

Seeing Zhou Tiancheng coming up, Raul quickly made the ball back to him. Zhou Tiancheng had a different effect on the ball immediately. The two players in Stuttgart could not resist and could only foul from behind.

Positioning the ball in the frontcourt, Zhou Tiancheng kicked the ball to the goal and hit the dead end.

After Zhou Tiancheng scored a goal ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ took the initiative to go up and Raul high-five, he smiled and said: "Raul, see? I want to give you a chance, but the team fell behind. This is the fact , Can I do without scoring?"

Raul watched Zhou Tiancheng smile and waved at himself, showing a smile, shaking his head gently.

Young man, I really think he is more true to him!

ps: I apologize to everyone first.

Last night, I finished the second shift, and my head almost exploded. I wanted to stick to it. As a result, I fell asleep halfway through the third shift.

Update so early today, everyone should know, three more must be guaranteed.

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