Football: Starting from the Ronaldo Template

Chapter 374: China wins the U23 Asian Cup! (Chinese National Football Team)
"The game is over, the game is over!"

"The 2020 Thailand U23 Asian Cup final came to an end, with the Chinese team beating the Korean team 3:1 in regular time!"

"Chu Feng, a Manchester United player, led the Chinese team to win the U23 Asian Cup with three brilliant performances!"

"This is also the first time in the history of the Chinese team that they have won the U23 Asian Cup!"

"Some people may say that this kind of competition is not very valuable, and some may say that the Japanese team did not send out all its main players. But in any case, this is worth celebrating for Chinese fans!"

"Because this is an important step forward for Chinese football!"

"The boys showed their tenacity and proved that we can play good football and have an extreme desire for victory!"

"And this is exactly what our Chinese fans want to see!"

"I have forgotten how many times Chinese football has been on the road, but even if he is just Don Quixote, I am willing to be the silly Sancho."

"The deepest love, I think, is never giving up, come on!"

"I look forward to seeing the five-star red flag raised at the football awards ceremony at the Tokyo Olympics in July!"

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After He Wei and Zhan Jun finished their commentary, they took off their headphones, stood up and gave warm applause.

Everything that happened tonight seemed like a beautiful dream, hard to believe.

But when they saw the score on the LED screen next to the court, they knew this was the reality.

That’s why it’s even more exciting and thrilling.

The Rajamangala Stadium also became a sea of ​​carnival, with countless red flags fluttering in the wind, and the rustling sounds and cheers sweeping every corner of the stadium.

"The Chinese team - awesome!"

"China team - stand up!"

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At this moment on the green field, Lin Liangming, Duan Liuyu and others were running wildly with excitement, as if only this could vent the excitement in their hearts.

Chu Feng's pace was much slower, but that didn't mean he was unhappy, it just meant he felt this was just the beginning.

The road ahead is still long, and I will encounter more, bigger and more insurmountable difficulties.

Fortunately, I have nothing else, but my heart is as strong as steel.

The Chinese team's bench was also filled with joy, and the players gathered in a circle to celebrate.

The coaching staff members were smiling happily, but their smiles meant a lot. What exactly did they do in this tournament?
Serving tea, downloading videos, analyzing data. It seems that I haven’t done much meaningful work.

But the most important thing is that they did not fall behind.

For a competition of this level, Chu Feng’s tactical understanding is fully capable of covering and even surpassing that of coaches of other teams.

After all, the players' abilities are limited and the tactics cannot be complicated.

If it were a club or the World Cup, Chu Feng's level would be very poor. Every detail of a game of that level is so detailed that it is unbelievable.

For example, a player's dominant foot, the team's advancing route, etc.

Tactics are constantly changing, with players playing games both on and off the field. It is so complicated that no team can even collect complete data.

At the other end of the field, the South Korean team members lay on the grass, staring at the night sky with empty eyes.

The psychological trauma caused by this game will most likely accompany them throughout their careers.

Confusion, despair and frustration filled their hearts, and their bodies seemed to be drained out, without even the strength to get up.

Although they were comforting themselves in their hearts that Chu Feng was the Ballon d'Or winner, seven-time champion and had countless honorary titles, they still thought of those three goals.

Every time he passes several players in a row and single-handedly overturns their entire defense line. Can their predecessor Son Heung-min do it?

No.

This is a very clear answer.

The camera turned to the stands, where 38-year-old former South Korean international and Manchester United star Park Ji-sung had a very complicated expression on his face.

He didn't expect that such a genius would appear in Manchester United, where he once played. He thought that God must have given Chu Feng talent, otherwise how could he have achieved such a level.

Moreover, his appearance record, goal record, Champions League record, etc. at Manchester United were all broken one by one by Chu Feng.

In the end, Park Ji-sung could only shake his head helplessly and wish the South Korean national team led by Son Heung-min good luck, hoping that Asia will become more lively in the future.

On the court, after celebrating, the Chinese players came back and surrounded Chu Feng, as if they wanted to throw him into the air to celebrate.

"What are you doing? You're prone to getting hurt, you know that?"

Fu Bo was almost scared to death and hurried over to stop him.

If he was not injured during the game but got injured while celebrating after the game, he would be a sinner of Chinese football.

"It's okay! I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight, and then I won't go back to the country with you. The club still has a game to play."

Chu Feng smiled and waved his hand.

Although Mourinho did not push himself, he was also aware of Manchester United's situation. The Red Derby against Liverpool at the end of the month will directly affect the ranking in the standings.

Not only that, there is also the Champions League in February, and Manchester United’s opponent is Real Madrid.

Although Real Madrid failed to win any of the four major titles last season, Zidane suppressed the different voices in the locker room after he took over as coach again.

With the three ceremonial midfielders as the core, plus the luxurious attacking group including Benzema, Hazard, Vinicius, Rodrigo and others in the frontcourt, the team is 5 points ahead of Barcelona and tops the list halfway through the league.

If Manchester United lets down their guard, they might really end up in trouble.

This season is crucial for Manchester United because no team has won three consecutive Champions League titles since the reform of the Champions League. The closest team, Real Madrid, was defeated by Manchester United by miracle.

And they will definitely find ways to stop Manchester United and let Manchester United taste the feeling of not being able to realize their dreams.

Even if they can get past Real Madrid, there are still strong teams like Barcelona, ​​Bayern, Atletico Madrid, Paris Saint-Germain and so on, so it will be very difficult to win the championship.

Chu Feng was also under a lot of pressure. He didn't want the national team to succeed but the club to fail.

"I have already booked the restaurant and will send it to everyone's mobile phone later."

After Chu Feng led everyone in thanking the audience, he returned to the locker room to change into clean clothes. When he returned to the stadium, the staff had already set up the podium.

Compared with the Champions League and the Premier League, it is naturally very simple, but amid the cheers of Chinese fans and the five-star red flags flying in the sky, it gives Chu Feng a special feeling.

As the captain, Chu Feng led his team to the podium.

AFC President Salman warmly shook Chu Feng's hand and said with a smile: "Congratulations to China for winning the championship. Your performance tonight was perfect. Since I took office in the AFC, I have never seen such a wonderful game.

By the way, regarding next year's Asian Footballer of the Year, we have changed the original rules. If the winner is busy, he or she can entrust an agent to come to the scene to receive the award."

There is no other way. Chu Feng's outstanding performance will not win the Asian Footballer of the Year. In a few years, this award will no longer be necessary. The AFC can only back off, but of course it has to save face, so it lets the client accept the award on its behalf.

"Thank you."

Chu Feng nodded.

Don't hit a smiling person. There is no need to make enemies everywhere. If you do, you will always be targeted. You can't always turn to FIFA, right?
Sometimes just a few words can save you from a lot of trouble.

Soon, Salman handed the trophy to Chu Feng, and left the field with the AFC officials, leaving the podium to the winner of the night.

"All rise!"

"Play the national anthem of the People's Republic of China!"

"I don't want to be a slave."

An impassioned melody rang out at the Rajamangala Stadium, and the chorus of countless people gathered together, like a waterfall falling from the sky!

After the national anthem was sung, He Wei and Zhan Jun took the microphone and announced to all Chinese fans:
"The champion of the 2020 Thailand U23 Asian Cup is the Chinese team!"

Bang, bang, bang!!!——

At this moment, in many places in China, the sound of fireworks rang out. The fireworks cut through the night sky and kept rising, blooming brilliantly at the highest point!

The light from the fireworks dispelled the darkness and illuminated people's faces under the night sky, their expressions full of anticipation.

The U23 Asian Cup is just the starting point. There will be the Olympics, Asian Cup and World Cup in the future. At this moment, they see hope.

In a residential area in Bincheng, Chu Changzheng silently lit a Liquan cigarette for himself and blew a puff of smoke towards the fireworks in the sky.

Back then, his son was still a little kid sitting on his neck watching the game. More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and the little kid has become the leader of Chinese football.

"Wife, the best thing I have ever done in my life is to let my son go to Manchester United to pursue his dream."

Chu Changzheng came back to his senses and chuckled.

Chu Feng is the Golden Globe winner, so what is he?
Mr. Golden Globe's father!

"Clean up the trophy room later and make room for your son to store his national team trophy."

Yan Lanxia said while staring at the TV screen.

"Ahem. Didn't we just clean it yesterday?"

Chu Changzheng was choked by Li Qun.

"You smoke at home every day, and there's a lot of dust in the winter, so cleaning once a day isn't much."

Yan Lanxia gave Chu Changzheng a reason that he couldn't refuse.

"Okay, whatever you say is what it is."

Chu Changzheng took another deep breath.

It is Liqun who can keep things under control.

Late at night, after the celebratory dinner, Chu Feng left without stopping and boarded his private plane.

Destination: Manchester
Lying on the comfortable and flexible sofa, Chu Feng looked at the night sky through the glass. It was pitch black and he could not see anything.

As he watched, he fell asleep.

Different from the calmness inside the private plane, the entire Chinese football circle was in a state of excitement.

"CCTV: China's national youth team shines on the field, defeating South Korea to win the championship! In the chilly January, Chinese football ushered in an exciting victory. The Chinese U23 National Youth Team defeated the South Korean U3 National Youth Team 1:23. This game is not only a comprehensive review of the technical and tactical level of the young players of the two teams, but also a gorgeous bloom of the new generation of Chinese football, heralding the infinite possibilities of Chinese football in the future!"

"After the game, Jin Hefan said in an interview with the media: The fundamental reason why the Korean team lost to the Chinese team was Chu Feng. Without him, the Korean team would have easily won. But in the next Asian qualifiers, if they can meet the Chinese team again, they will show the strength of the Korean first team to break all doubts!"

"Hupu: Continuous fake shots at the edge of the penalty area, a 55-meter long-distance run, and a terrifying burst of speed. In the U23 Asian Cup final, he crushed the Korean players with his absolute strength!"

"Knowing the Football Emperor: Chu Feng scored three goals with a hat trick, performed a performance called Mr. Golden Ball, and abused the entire defense line of the Korean team!"

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One report after another dominated the trending search list on social media.

Chu Feng's three goals became the most viewed videos on the video website that day.
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【So scary! 】
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【Awesome! 】
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[Before the game, I thought Chu Feng could score a goal, but I didn't expect that everyone would be so exciting! ]
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[Chu Feng doesn’t score easy goals! ]
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[Some players can never kick a dragon in their entire life, but Chu Feng kicked it three times in one game. It's so cool! ]
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[The value is still a bit low. If it were the Champions League final, three goals like this would be considered a masterpiece.]
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[Indeed, but it will be difficult to achieve in the future. In today's football environment, goals scored after continuous breakthroughs are becoming less and less, and goals scored from set pieces and open play are becoming more and more. ]
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[One more thing to mention, this group of National Olympic boys are still working very hard. Although Chu Feng has raised his ceiling infinitely, it is also inseparable from the efforts of other National Olympic players! ]
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[Yes, the team championship cannot be attributed to one person alone. I also hope that the boys of the National Olympic Team can take Chu Feng as their goal and continue to work hard until they reach the World Cup! ]
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【Come on, Chinese team! 】
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Chinese fans left messages with hope, and perhaps one day in the future they will come back to take another look.

Manchester Airport, January 2020, 1.

Chu Feng walked out of the airport hall refreshed and subconsciously adjusted his sunglasses on his nose, but he was still recognized by the fans.

There's nothing you can do about it, since he is one of the most famous people in this city.

Fortunately, the airport patrol was very responsible and quickly separated the enthusiastic crowd and escorted Chu Feng to the car.

You don't dare to stay there to sign autographs or take photos at this time, otherwise it will easily cause a stampede.

"Let's go back to the training base first."

Chu Feng said to the driver.

He knew Mourinho was in a hurry, so he had to hurry back to avoid being called again.

Forty-five minutes later, he returned to the Carrington training base and saw his teammates after more than half a month.

"Hey guys, missed me?"

Chu Feng gave everyone a big hug.

"Chu, you don't know, without you here, their attack is constipated, not as smooth as before!"

Maguire joked.

"Get lost! During this period of time, I scored three goals, Jack scored two goals, Kai also scored two goals, and you still have the nerve to say that you also scored a goal, but it was an own goal!"

Mahrez ruthlessly exposed the past.

"Harry, did the boss scold you? I guess he did."

Chu Feng distributed the specialties he brought from Thailand to his teammates.

Although Mourinho's personality has improved a lot, his temper still flares up when players make low-level mistakes.

"No scolding! We were just communicating!"

Maguire is very stubborn.

"Okay, today's training hasn't started yet, right? I'll get used to the rhythm first. After all, I haven't played in the Premier League for more than half a month, so it will still affect my condition."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he walked towards the locker room.

(End of this chapter)