Fans of the radical Hong Kong team started throwing all kinds of debris at Zhou Tiancheng: mineral water bottles, banana peels, but they were not hit at all. Zhou Tiancheng had been surrounded by his teammates who had followed him over behind the billboard, Jiang Hao Arm around his waist: "Go, go and become a brother, this is not a joke!"

The fans of the Hong Kong team are still booing, but soon they are overwhelmed and can only shut up-they threw something at Zhou Tiancheng, the fans of the Chinese team around the stands threw more at them, picked up the guy in his hand They greeted them, and a mineral water bottle filled with half a bottle of water hit the head. The pain was a trivial matter. The water dripped directly from the top of the head, and soon the most active guy who threw the bottle into Zhou Tiancheng became himself first. Chicken soup.

This scene made the Chinese team fans feel very relieved. On the court, the Chinese team players were still hugging each other to celebrate. They burst into a burst of laughter first.

"Hahaha, look at that grandson!"

"This turtle grandson deserves to be beaten. Even the arrogant British guys dare not treat him like that, and it is his turn to jump here, which stupid (egg) didn't clamp and leaked him out."

"Sunzi, if you don't want to be a Chinese, you are so thick! Just ask your master how to treat Zhou Tiancheng!"

This is the attitude of the Dragon Team fan meeting. They are the ubiquitous supporters of the Chinese team. Many of them are Zhou Tiancheng's personal fans. They can follow the national team in any away game. It goes without saying that this is a group of standing People who stand and distinguish right from wrong.

They think that Zhou Tiancheng's move just now is too light. Slap? If these people know what shame is, they can't control their hands and mouths.

Zhou Tiancheng looked relaxed, looked down at Jiang Hao around him, and shouted: "See if that? Is that possible! Some people don't want to face, then we naturally don't need to keep our faces!"

The South Korean coach of the Hong Kong team, Kim Jong-kun, frowned deeply and twisted into a twist. He only knew that he still underestimated the Chinese team. He thinks that a set of iron barrel formations is enough to face any opponent in Asia. After all, the broken iron barrel tactics are a problem all over the world; he thinks that the sultry weather like Shenzhen is more conducive to himself. After all, the physical fitness of most players of the Chinese team Reserves are notoriously inferior in Asia.

But he neglected Zhou Tiancheng. Today's Chinese team no longer depends on the whole. In the face of stubbornness, it depends on personal ability. Lippi has such a hole.

Looking at him holding the railing on the coach seat, this time He Wei finally found the opportunity to speak: "Hong Kong team coach Jin Jukun is in trouble. If he wants to grab a point on the Chinese team, he should go back to his home country. As the head coach, his confidence can make people understand two points."

Jin Jukun greeted his players on the sidelines and played according to the pre-match arrangement, but this first goal had already dampened the morale. Two black players Paulinu and central defender Fatus joined together. The expression is not good, the saliva almost sprayed on the other party's face, at first glance it is not normal emotional communication.

"Why didn't you stop him? Tackle! Tackle! You only have this task, and are you the best at it?"

"FUCK! You were kicked away as a central defender in one step. Do you blame me? Can the defense do this?"

"Damn, what are you talking about?"

In this kind of strong and weak contest, the first goal often becomes a watershed and a winner. The Hong Kong players have never thought of attacking, they can accept 0:0. From the bottom of their hearts, they have never thought of being able to enter Asia. Cup winner's ball-Although head coach Jin Jukun did not fear the Chinese team at the pre-match press conference, each player is not a fool himself.

So the goal in the opening five minutes came quite quickly and was very important.

Most players have sweat on their foreheads. This is the weather on the day of the game. Even at night, it will be quite uncomfortable without a little rain.

Zhou Tiancheng began to press down, the overall offensive rhythm of the Chinese team began to slow down, Hao Junmin wanted to speed up, but when passed to Zhou Tiancheng, the offense was only going to develop sideways, Zhou Tiancheng did not intend to pass very penetrating Straight ball.

"We just entered one, is that all right?" Hao Junmin didn't understand and was very dissatisfied. Going to the Premier League but getting more and more conservative?

Zhou Tiancheng just smiled at him: "He said that he won only three of them, one is not much, one is not less, one more is my loss."

Hao Junmin's face became even more weird. How hard was it?

However, Zheng Zhi, who has turned into an assistant coach on the coach's seat, understood it. He knows exactly what Zhou Tian became and did. The Chinese team didn't have the strength to win more. Is it just meaningful? Three are enough. There are also two fish halves, Maldives and Bhutan.

This game is more a pastime for the Chinese team fans than it is for the World Cup qualifiers. Watching the expressions of the Hong Kong team fans are getting uglier, making waves of noise and watching the Chinese team's offensive pressure on Hong Kong Around the team's penalty area, the opponent was hammering the opponent's hammer and hit the door frame five times. Among them, Zhou Tiancheng's long shot accounted for three times, all after the score had become 3:0.

This makes people have to marvel at Zhou Tiancheng's footwork~lightnovelpub.net~ hit the door frame three times. Everyone believes that Zhou Tiancheng's ability can be scored a little lower and you can score another goal, but you just don't score... This is harder than shooting a goal directly.

But we said that we will only win you three. The king of the ball must make it!

Jin Xuankun was very sorrowful on the coach seat. If he didn't see Lippi coming, he would like to turn around and walk away.

The most unacceptable thing is not the slaughter of disparity in strength, but the absolute strength like this makes you have no chance to fight back.

Murderous!

Of course, no one thinks that Zhou Tiancheng has any problems. The opponent is too much. A group of reporters just want to know how Zhou Tiancheng feels when he hits the fans of the Hong Kong team with a slap.

Zhou Tiancheng shook his head: "They are just opponents, I am just a professional player. I have played in Europe for a long time, and I know very well how they viewed the Chinese team once. Putting on this jersey, it is the responsibility to defend this honor. Behind It’s the name, chest..." Zhou Tiancheng pointed to the emblem of the Chinese team on the front of the jersey: "Representing China, but who dares to slap his face, I have no pressure to draw back."

There was a round of applause at the scene. The reporters looked at Zhou Tiancheng, who was leaving slowly, and sighed.

At that time, Yao Ming rejected Toyota's high-paying endorsement, but he was driving a Japanese car. It was controversial. Now Zhou Tiancheng has done much more thoroughly.

This can't be blamed for the fact that these domestic football reporters are too subjective and unprofessional. On the issue of true principles, Zhou Tiancheng's approach is undoubtedly a real example.

What kind of top stars do we need as business cards for Chinese football? Zhou Tiancheng's achievements give the answer here.

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