Chapter 165 My World Cup Is Not over Yet

Sometimes, Zhang Qinghuan also wonders if he is a miserable person.

Because fate really didn't seem to smile on him very much.

He showed impressive football talent at a very young age and attracted the attention of the capital's Tenglong Club.

Then just when he thought he could rely on football to bring a good life to his parents and let them enjoy happiness, his father suddenly passed away due to a serious disease he had never heard of. He didn't even see her for the last time.

After being deeply hit, he lived an absurd life and became the laughing stock and spurned object of fans across the country.

If he hadn't met Hu Lai in Anton Shining Star, he might have retired early and become another "injured Zhongyong" in Chinese football.

But even if the prodigal son comes back, his body has suffered too much damage in the past three years and more. Smoking, drinking and indulgence cannot have no impact on a professional player, not to mention that his physical fitness is not top-notch.

The price of the past happiness was that it would be impossible for him to go further in his future football career.

When he was finally able to play abroad, he realized this deeply.

Looking at the performances of Hu Lai, Xiaoyu and Xiaoxingxing in European football, he often regrets his absurdity.

But what's the use of regretting it now?

At the end of his career, at such a critical time before the start of the World Cup, he suffered another serious injury, an injury that could almost end his career.

In order to catch the last train of the World Cup, he had to try his best again, dragging his newly injured body to compete with a group of fierce young people for that spot.

The head coach asked him to play as a substitute, and he accepted it: It doesn't matter, I try to express myself as much as possible when I come on the bench to win more playing time.

Just as he envisioned, relying on his outstanding performance as a substitute in three group matches, he won the opportunity to start in the quarter-finals.

But facing a weak opponent, he failed to show his level and was replaced after half the game. It also attracted a lot of scolding after the game.

Zhang Qinghuan was in some pain, but he still told himself to remember this pain, then work hard in training and continue to wait for opportunities on the bench. Just like in the group stage.

To this end, he went to the Internet to find a clip of Shen Lang, the commentator of Tengfei Video, criticizing himself, downloaded it on his mobile phone, and took it out to read from time to time.

Remind yourself that there is no retreat.

His hard training seemed to impress the head coach again and he rearranged his offensive tactics.

He also works hard as always in training.

Then just when he thought he could participate in the semifinals this time, his right knee hurt again.

As if mocking all his efforts and patience:

"What have you gained from working day by day in the end? What kind of effort? What kind of patience? All it takes is a slight pain in your knees, and everything is over. Your so-called persistence is nothing but soap bubbles in the sun, which look very beautiful. But it breaks when you poke it!"

Zhang Qinghuan sat on the toilet in the bathroom, looking down at his right knee, and it seemed that such a sharp-tongued, chattering voice really sounded in his ears.

He just tried to exert force and did several movements, but his right knee still hurt.

After some sleep, the situation didn't get better, or it didn't get better that quickly.

The luck in his heart was gone.

He looked at his right hand again, where he was holding the "ointment" that Hu Lai forced on him yesterday. He said that it was a "magic medicine" carefully prepared by the mysterious old Chinese medicine doctor in his hometown. He also said that he had not suffered from injuries for so many years. , all because of this "magic medicine".

However, with Hu Lai's unreliable words, Zhang Qinghuan only thought that he was comforting himself, and the so-called "magic medicine" given to him was just a placebo.

After all, even the name was obtained so perfunctorily...

"Magic medicine"?

It doesn't sound like a good thing at first glance, and people can't help but think of "Indian God Oil"...

In fact, Zhang Qinghuan had heard of this thing, because Hu Lai once said that it was used to treat muscle strains, but he did not have a muscle strain now. Even if that thing is really effective, it certainly won't be effective for you.

Although he felt that Hu Lai just wanted to comfort himself, Zhang Qinghuan still accepted it.

Sometimes, he feels that he is quite a lucky person.

At the lowest point in his life, he met Hu Lai and his companions in the "Place of Exile".

The gears of his fortune began to reverse from that moment on.

He bid farewell to the absurd years and not only performed well in the club, but was also re-elected to the national team and participated in the coveted World Cup.

He can even play abroad.

Although he only went to a team in the middle and lower reaches of La Liga, and until he left Europe, he never went to a bigger stage.

Watching Hu Lai and the others step by step, their careers getting better and better, he also secretly regretted the past countless times.

But judging from his past experience, even if he just goes to Europe to play football and just plays the main role in the middle and lower reaches of La Liga, he is lucky enough.

He might have been playing in domestic leagues at various levels for a few years before quietly retiring when he couldn't survive anymore.

It is true that he was unable to bring any honor to the team until he left Sarria, nor was he able to show himself on a larger stage.

But at least when he left Sarria, he gained the love and companionship of Sarria fans for eight years.

He encountered bad agents who only saw him as a cash cow and had no regard for his career plans. But even though he had broken Uncle Yong's heart, when he was most helpless, Uncle Yong still came back to him without a single complaint and helped him just like before.

Because of the ridiculous years, his love life was in a mess and his reputation was infamous. But he was so bad, but he met a gentle girl who was dedicated to his good, and stayed with him regardless of past grudges. When he was young, he never thought that one day he would be able to get married and become a father.

He did suffer enough injuries this season to destroy his entire career, but wasn't he lucky enough to come back before the end of the season?

Although he has to compete with those fierce young people for the last spot to participate in the World Cup. But didn’t he still get this spot by relying on his own ability?

In the World Cup, he lost his main position and could only play as a substitute.

But didn't he score his first career World Cup goal after coming off the bench?

He finally scored in the last World Cup, so what's there to complain about?

He did suffer criticism for his poor performance against Burkina Faso. But none of his teammates or coaches gave up on him. Didn't Brother Lin take all his performance in training into consideration? Are you still willing to give him a chance?

Thinking about it carefully, he was actually quite lucky along the way. He always met people who were kind to him.

He did not disappear like dust in the sea of ​​​​people, but he was able to leave his name in this world. In fact, he was very successful.

If you are miserable, wouldn't it be even worse for the countless dust people in this world who can't even make a sound and whose names are unknown?

so……

Facing a truly cruel world, what right does a lucky person like myself have to be hypocritical?

His eyes refocused on the "magic medicine" in his hand.

Although Hu Lai's ideas are always very unreliable, didn't the turning point in his fate come from Hu Lai's extremely unreliable "bad idea"?

He actually thought of letting Director Zhao, the team doctor, the team reporter, and Uncle Yong work together to deceive him...

It's a really bad idea, but it really works.

He seemed to have traveled to a parallel time and space where he was forced to retire early at the age of twenty-three, and saw the ending of the game in advance.

It was as if after a big dream, he woke up and found that the worst ending turned out to be a nightmare. He had never been as eager to live well as he was then.

Zhang Qinghuan's lips curled up as he stared at the "miracle medicine", revealing a smile.

Then he put the ointment into his pocket.

He won't use the placebo Hu Lai gave him, because he no longer needs to be comforted.

He is not the miserable man who is lingering under the oppression of fate and can only kneel down and pray to God for His favor.

He is Zhang Qinghuan, a professional football player. As long as he does not hear the "final whistle", he will not give up the game.

There are two games left in the World Cup, and his World Cup is not over yet.

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"Lao Yuan, how are you?"

When Yuan Bo came out of the examination room, Qin Lin, Ding Gaoyi, and team leader Hong Renjie who were waiting outside greeted him at the same time.

Yuan Bo glanced back to confirm that he had closed the door, and then shook his head in response to them: "The good news is that it has not deteriorated further, and the initial emergency treatment has been effective. The bad news...it still hurts, and I will definitely not be able to play in the semifinals."

After speaking, he looked at Qin Lin.

Ding Gaoyi also looked at Qin Lin.

Hong Renjie also looked at Qin Lin.

Qin Lin knew what they meant.

To announce this cruel news to Zhang Qinghuan, Qin Lin is indeed the most suitable person.

On the one hand, he is the head coach and does his job.

On the other hand, he and Zhang Qinghuan have a personal relationship and have known each other for many years. If he tells Zhang Qinghuan, the psychological impact may be smaller.

"Fine."

Qin Lin, who was waiting for everyone to return, nodded, opened the door and went in.

The remaining three people filed in behind him.

As soon as Qin Lin entered, he saw Zhang Qinghuan sitting on the physiotherapy bed.

The latter raised his head when he heard the noise, and met Qin Lin's eyes.

Qin Lin quickly forced out a smile. It wasn't until Zhang Qinghuan looked away that he felt a little more comfortable.

"Um... Qing Huan, we all saw your performance in training, you are really good. As the oldest player in our team, you have set a good example for everyone... "Qin Lin began to try to bring up the topic naturally.

But Zhang Qinghuan laughed first.

Seeing his smile, Qin Lin stopped involuntarily.

Seeing that Qin Lin stopped talking, Zhang Qinghuan asked, "Brother Lin, are you trying to say that I definitely can't make it to the semifinals?"

Qin Lin nodded reflexively.

After nodding, he realized that he had just announced the result...

He wanted to explain a few more words, but Zhang Qinghuan spoke again: "It's okay, Brother Lin. I will work hard to recover and make it in time for the finals."

Seeing that Zhang Qinghuan was in such a good mood, Qin Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, there are only two games left in the World Cup... Wait a minute, you want to talk about the final?"

He looked at Zhang Qinghuan with wide eyes.

The latter smiled at him: "Isn't it the final after the semi-finals?"

Qin Lin remained silent, he didn't know what to say.

Zhang Qinghuan continued: "I believe in Hu Lai and the others, Brother Lin. The opponent in the semi-finals this time is Brazil again, and I have been holding my breath for eight years. I believe we will definitely reach the finals, and I will take good care of my injuries. When the finals come, if Brother Lin, you still need me...I will be ready. My World Cup is not over yet."

Qin Lin opened his mouth slightly, and after a few seconds, he nodded vigorously: "Okay."

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[News: The Chinese team announced that Zhang Qinghuan will miss the semifinals with Brazil due to injury! 】