"Start warm up!"

With a shout, the players quickly dispersed, and the warm-up of the Chinese team kicked off amid the huge cheers from their fans in the stands.

During the entire warm-up process, Liu Feng felt that his gaze had not shifted at all, which made him take the time and look back. A tall figure at the other end of his gaze was looking at him provocatively.

Liu Feng remembers that he was Popovich, the opponent's defender who Camacho mentioned. At this moment, his defender partner Moore was standing on the left side of Popovich.

If Liu Feng remembers correctly, these two veterans are already 30 years old and are very similar to the combination of Li Weifeng and Dewey in their own team. They are both more and more demonic as they get older.

In response to this, Liu Feng's choice was to smile at their gaze.

“…”

This made the two players who tried to put pressure on Liu Feng before the game started a little confused. What kind of mentality does the Chinese player respond to their provocation with a smile.

After the flash of smiles ended, Liu Feng turned around and joined the training again. The training intensity that Camacho set for the national team members was really not high for him, so he practiced one more level than others in almost every event.

After finishing his last pass with Wu Lei, the team's warm-up came to an end. Shortly after the Australian team entered the player channel, the Chinese team also returned to the locker room under the leadership of its own coach.

The sweat was quickly dried and the hands of some team members were trembling as they wiped the sweat. This feeling of tension quickly led to a silence in the entire locker room.

This made Camacho on the side frown. He discovered this problem since he took over the team. The players under his command seemed to be too nervous before every game. He also said this issue many times, but each time it had little effect.

"Smack ~"

After clapping his hands, Camacho decided to speak first, and he stood up and came to the team members.

"Everyone, I have nothing to say anymore. This is your country, and the fans sitting outside are also yours. They are shouting your names and looking forward to you defeating your opponents in the game."

His eyes rotated on every player wearing a Chinese jersey, and Camacho said word by word.

"They never leave you in every game. Even if you lose every home game, they are full. I don't understand where your nervousness comes from, but they are definitely not the reason, because I can feel the heartfelt support of every fan present."

“…”

"So, whether it's nervous or relaxed, don't let those who support you down for the next ninety minutes!"

"clear!"

The team's tension dissipated a lot from the glory of winning glory for the country. Then, the team's current captain Li Weifeng also stood up. This veteran, who has always been known for his domineering, is the same this time.

"Let me say first, I don't care what you are thinking in your heart. I will kick my mind in this game. Don't put all your hopes on others. It's like you don't play football yourself. Show me some skills and don't let people see clearly!!!"

The players' brains were buzzing as soon as they opened their voices. Li Weifeng's words were rough and not rough. His meaning was obvious. He was a little unsightly and he was not optimistic about how helpful Liu Feng, who had just joined the team for a few days, could play in the game.

"Of course, the coach's tactics must be strictly implemented, so that he can give the ball to whoever he gives, and don't let me see anyone stumbling in the game!"

As a domestic football veteran who has been hiding from the darkest moment, although the team now has no problems with gang formation like before, Li Weifeng still gave the various players a vaccination.

"The whole person is united, lose the game and calculate the ball! If you don't work hard, you don't need fans to scold you, I can let you~~~"

"Ahem, okay, okay, Lao Li, please sit down."

Dewey, who was standing aside, saw that the elder brother who was his elder brother ten years ago could not hold him in his arms, so he quickly stood up and called him to stop.

"Hmph, I'll just kick it to death anyway, and Liu Feng, you can say a few words!"

No one expected that the old captain would just click Liu Feng when he changed his mind. This meant a lot of things, at least one point. No matter what the old man said, he really trusted Liu Feng very much.

"Uh~, OK."

Liu Feng, who was suddenly named, was not nervous. He had been captains in Piacenza and Arsenal, and he was not unfamiliar with the pre-match conversation. After he stood up, his leadership temperament was directly exuded.

"Everyone, what I want to say is very simple. We come from all over the world wearing the same jersey. What we do is nothing else. As the hope of 1.4 billion people football, winning the game is our best answer to the fans."

A simple start and then point straight to the core.

"This game has made our life-and-death battle. Although I haven't been in the team for a long time, I still want to say, don't be sorry for the jersey we are wearing, this dragon! The Chinese team will win!!!"

"Roar! Will win!"

Wu Lei, Zhang Yuning, Wei Shihao and others gave Liu Feng a considerable face, and then he yelled out immediately after Liu Feng yelled out.

"It will win!"

Then, Li Weifeng and Dewey followed closely and let out louder roars, and the entire locker room exploded instantly.

"I will win!!! Roar! Roar! Roar!"

"Bangbangbang~"

The locker room door was knocked, and the team captain Li Weifeng was the first to push the door open and walk out. Liu Feng, as the last player in front of the goalkeeper, walked out the finale, and the distance between the game began to enter the countdown.

"Good afternoon for CCTV, CCTV, audience members, welcome to watch the fifth round of the Group B group stage of the 2014 World Cup Asian Qualifiers Top 10 Championships. I am commentator Liu Jianhong."

When the familiar opening remarks sounded, above the court, the Chinese team wearing red jerseys and the Australian team wearing yellow jerseys were already standing opposite each other.

“嘘~嘘!!!”

"Okay, with the referee whistle, Yu Dabao, who was standing in front of the kickoff point, took the ball. In this game, the Chinese team chose the kickoff right, and the ball was quickly passed to Liu Feng's feet in the midfield. His position in this game was arranged as a midfielder by Camacho."

At the beginning of the game, the game was not as tempted and stable as people imagined, because the three forwards and four midfielders of the Australian team immediately pressed towards the Chinese team's halftime.

"Oh~, the Australian team sent out the 343 formation they often use against weak teams in this game. This is a very impactful formation."
Chapter completed!