The Green Superstar

When Tang Hong questioned his teammates, he didn't expect an answer, he needed them to act!

Take action to defeat Iraq!

He saw the time on the big screen, and there were less than 20 seconds left in injury time.

He didn't care too much, put the ball in place and knocked it back, then turned and sprinted forward.

But he is still the only one sprinting forward!

Many Iraqi team members flanked him back and forth!

When Zheng Zhi hoisted the ball to the penalty area of ​​Iraq, Tang Hong fell to the ground because he was entangled by his opponents before entering the penalty area!

He turned his head on the ground, hoping that the referee could whistle and punish the opponent for fouling!

But the referee blew the whistle at the end of the game!

Tang Hong knelt on the ground angrily slapped the turf with his hands!

The Iraqi generals were all loose, their coach Zico staring at Tang Hong from the sidelines, like the audience.

Zico whispered before turning to Camacho to shake hands after the match: "A lion can't lead a group of sheep to fight."

Just as Zico walked towards Camacho and the two coaches shook hands after the game, an unexpected scene suddenly appeared on the court.

After Tang Hong stood up, quickly rushed towards the teammates who had relaxed and seemed to be leaving the field.

It is understandable that the guard does not rush forward.

The midfielder can barely accept it without rushing up.

But the forward is still walking, which is simply intolerable.

He rushed to Gao Lin like an injured and irritated beast, and shouted at him grimly: "Why don't you fight? Can't run? Still don't want to win at all!"

Tang Hong almost sprayed his saliva on Gao Lin's face. Gao Lin pushed Tang Hong away with his backhand, frowning and said: "You only played in the second half, but we played the whole game! Don't think that only you want to win! You didn't win! Come down, why don't you score a goal again!"

Tang Hong staggered a few steps back and almost fell to the ground. He stabilized his body and rushed up again, yelling, "If you can't run, just roll down! Don't win, don't win, what else would you play? Don’t you know that if you can’t win this game, your chances of promotion will be slim?"

Gao Lin immediately became angry and shouted at Tang Hong: "You are talented and skilled, but it doesn't mean you are qualified to blame your teammates! Who doesn't want to win! It's not a matter of two people who can't win the game, everyone works hard. Up!"

Zheng Zhi came between the two and separated them at this time, and Tang Hong was furious!

"Don't use your talent as an excuse here! Don't use the team as a shield! It depends on how much you put in! Hard work? Your effort is to watch the time run out, but you can walk on the court, but you can take the initiative to fight. Isn't it even fighting? Don't you insult the word hard!"

Zheng Zhi blocked Tang Hong and whispered to him: "It is understandable that we are in a bad mood if we didn't win, but we are teammates. Don't say it as if everyone didn't pay for the honor."

Many teammates have gathered around. It seems that Tang Hong's question of Gao Lin just now made many teammates stand on Gao Lin's side, and even Tang Hong could feel that he was an object of hatred by most people.

Tang Hong frustrated, took a step back, raised his hand and gently pushed Zheng Zhi's chest away, then shook his head and said in a bitter voice, "Let's put the honor aside first. What qualifications do we have to talk about honor?

Football is a very simple game. Run more, grab more, pass more, this is the most basic.

I really don't know why we play like a tie when we are behind, and play like a lead when we are behind, as if we can accept it without losing, without the belief and fighting spirit to win.

Yes, there is no fighting spirit and faith.

talent?

When some of you played in the World Youth Championship six or seven years ago, where were these Iraqi players?

team?

What is our team spirit?

We have few people playing football, but the people who support us are the most in the world.

If you kick it like this, who can hold your head up..."

At the end of Tang Hong's speech, his voice was already very small, so small that only he and Zheng Zhi, who was closest to him, could hear him.

He blinked vigorously, and his sorrow and unwillingness in his throat made him ashamed of all the Chinese fans in the stands.

Those people didn't come here to cheer because they had nothing to eat, and those people didn't know anything about football and came into this stadium by accident.

Tang Hong bowed his head and walked around the players' passage, his back was full of loss and sadness.

After he walked into the player channel, the Chinese fans in the stands reacted. They all chanted "Tang Hong!"

"Tang Hong!"

"Tang Hong!"

Fans are not blind. They can definitely see who is really fighting in the game and who is really doing everything to win.

Tang Hong did what many people wanted to do and asked other Chinese players.

Are you really unable to run?

Do you really think that a tie is acceptable?

Are you still here to play football?

For the time being, put the honor, promotion, victory and defeat all behind.

Just playing a football game, the game is not over, is it wrong to go all out to win?

Without this persistent belief, what is the point of playing football?

Tang Minghui looked sad in the box, hesitating whether to call Tang Hong.

And Qian Yu secretly gritted his teeth blankly.

Snapped!

Lin Xingyu fell a bottle of wine, obviously already in a rage!

With an extremely cold expression, he took out his phone and called out.

Qian Yu thought that Lin Xingyu was going to contact Tang Hong, but when he heard what Lin Xingyu said to the phone, he was dumbfounded.

"Contact me the General Administration of Sports, I personally paid 500 million yuan in sponsorship to open their doors! The coach of the Chinese team changed me!

What a bunch of **** players!

They are not worthy at all! "

I am afraid that only Qian Yu can understand what Lin Xingyu means by "unworthy".

It's not that you don't deserve the position of the national team, but you don't deserve to be Tang Hong's teammate!

And five hundred million should be the entire net worth of Lin Xingyu now.

After the game, he did not show up for an interview with Tang Hong. He quickly took a shower in the locker room and then went to the parking lot, called a car, and went to the airport.

He was supposed to take a day off in China, and he might even go back to Tianhai to take a look at He Zhuqing and his younger siblings, but now Tang Hong only wants to go back to Braga.

His phone has been vibrating, there are text messages, there are calls.

He didn't answer any of the calls.

Someone from the national team management contacted him, and he had no intention of taking ideological education classes.

Anyway, the national team game in October is over. As for whether he will be called into the national team next month, he doesn't care now.

As he said, put the honor aside first.

If the game loses the meaning of football itself, it does not matter to him whether to play or not.

He Zhuqing sent him a message with only three words.

"go home."

Tang Hong replied "I'm back to Portugal".

He will not give up football because of today's unhappiness.

But Bai Mu, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, bombarded him with text messages, letting Tang Hong know that she absolutely watched the game, but didn't know if she was in the stands.

"I want to give you a comforting hug."

"Tell me where you are, I fly to find you, I want to be with you!"

"Hurry up and get better, the world will be bright and bright tomorrow."

"We can be knocked down, but no one can stop us from getting up from the ground!"

"Go and do something that interests you so that you will get rid of troubles quickly."

......

Bai Mu would send a text message to Tang Hong every 10 to 20 minutes. During this period, it was also mixed with text messages sent by other people to Tang Hong. They were all former teammates of Tianhai and former junior national team.

Tang Hong finally replied a message to Bai Mu.

"I'm fine, thank you."

As for the information about Zhao Hanchun and Luo Hongkai who cursed the street, Tang Hong was not interested in replying.

Perhaps it was too fast from the end of the game to leaving the stadium and arriving at the airport. Tang Hong went alone but did not attract reporters or fans. When the national team went from Beijing to Shenzhen, there were many reporters and fans outside the airport. Tang Hong could not give it back. Few fans signed.

The flight from Shenzhen to Lisbon takes a while. Tang Hong waited patiently in the VIP lounge, but Bai Mu was still sending text messages to comfort him.

He is not a person who needs other people to coax him, but someone hesitates and asks warmth naturally.

Especially when he saw a message from Bai Mu, Tang Hong fell into a trance.

"I thought I couldn't tell the secret before, but now I can't tell when I'm sad."

Tang Hong closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and returned a message to her.

"It's so uncomfortable, I can't tell."

Boarding, departure.

Continue to play in European football!

There is neither wind nor rain nor sunny.