At the end of the first half, the Chinese team was still behind the Netherlands 1:2, which is actually a normal reflection of the gap in strength between the two sides, but some people just feel unhappy.

Xiang Tao threw his leg guard to the ground, causing everyone to look at him.

"Ge! That little shit boy! I..." He couldn't scold him later because he didn't know what to scold. He was broken through twice and could only blame himself.

He was scolded and couldn't speak, so he felt very worried. Xiang Tao had to sit down again and kept nagging at the leg guard board on the ground, but no one could understand what he was nagging.

The locker room was noisy, and many people were still discussing the two goals they lost in the first half.

"I don't understand the second ball the most. Why did Ru Ben catch the ball in that place, and there was only Wang Hui next to him." An Ke muttered dissatisfiedly. "It was even more unfair to lose the first ball! In short, we should have lost a goal in the first half, but now we are behind 1:2. Even if we are playing against the opponent, we shouldn't have lost the ball so inexplicably..."

His self-talk was naturally understood by the defenders as accusation against them, and they all felt unhappy.

Qiu Suhui and Hu Li did not rush into the house. They were at the door, listening to the noisy inside while discussing.

"Listen to the sound here, it's like a vegetable market." Qiu Suhui knocked on the wall. "It seems that everyone's thinking is not unified. The forwards want to score goals, but the defenders and goalkeepers don't want to be scored. Lao Hu, do you think we should adjust it?"

"What to adjust? How to adjust?" Hu Li shrugged. After staying with Qiu Suhui for a long time, he also learned the European style of Qiu Suhui to a greater or lesser extent. "I think no matter how you adjust it at the tactical level, it is useless. If you don't do it right in strategy, you can't do anything."

"But where do I have time to adjust the conflict between them now?"

"Then everything is the same, just expose the ugly and let everyone see it. Let the players be embarrassed about what they do."

Qiu Suhui looked at Hu Li with some surprise, then grinned. "Old Hu, when did you become so radical, ah?"

Hu Li smiled and said, "It's not that I'm radical. Don't you think the current situation of the national team is very similar to that of the domestic situation? Chen Wei has been promoting professional reforms in China for a year and a half. It's progressing slowly, with little results and a lot of resistance. Why? Isn't it because those conservatives are making trouble?"

When Qiu Suhui heard Hu Li say this, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up and said, "Okay, I know what to do." Then he pushed the door and entered.

As he and Hu Li appeared at the door, the locker room suddenly became quiet.

Qiu Suhui remembered what Hu Li said just now and smiled bitterly in his heart. On the surface, he, the head coach, is still very authoritative, but in fact, how many of these people really believe in him and obey him, and have no doubt about every order he ordered?

He glanced over and found Xiang Tao sulking at the leg guard on the floor. He knew that this kid said he was still saved. He must be very unhappy because he was hit twice by a man four years younger than him, and he scored a goal. Qiu Suhui didn't watch TV broadcasts, but he could guess that domestic commentators must be using Xiang Tao as a negative example. Many viewers would think that Xiang Tao's game was completely ruined, and he was also useless in two seasons in Belgium, and he did not make any progress at all...

Various speculations and doubts, and even criticisms are growing in people's hearts. After the Chinese team loses to the Netherlands in this game, people with sharp teeth will rush forward. Xiang Tao must also be very clear about his current situation. He is impulsive, but he is not stupid.

For people with a personality like Xiang Tao, it is useless to just criticize and praise. What is needed is the "carrot + stick policy" that teaches lessons first and then inspires.

Xiang Tao would not let him worry, so he put this problem aside first. He has to tell the bastards what to do in the second half.

"We will continue to attack in the second half." The first sentence he said to the scene surprised everyone. "Persist in the wing tactics. No matter how they adjust, the wing is their biggest weakness."

An Ke boldly raised his objection: "Qiu Zhi, we are now behind 1:2, and the other party is obviously stronger than us."

"Do you think we can avoid losing the game by playing defensive counterattack? Just based on the current defensive lineup, do you think it's possible?" Qiu Suhui looked frosty when he mentioned the defense. His words were equivalent to indirectly scolding the defense players for being incompetent.

"We continue to play against each other in the second half! Losing one ball now means losing, losing four balls means losing. Don't consider defense, even if you think about it, it's useless."

Qiu Suhui almost demoted the Chinese team's defense to nothing, which made Zhang Jun a little worried. The atmosphere inside the team was abnormal, and An Ke's big mouth would definitely offend some people on the court. Now Qiu Shi said this again, it would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.

Zhang Jun didn't know that Qiu Suhui wanted to add fuel to the fire and intensify the conflicts within the team. The current situation of the national team is like this: the old players don't like the new players, and they also know that the new players are unhappy. Similarly, the new players are the same. But they only curse each other privately, and they feel unhappy, but never show it in public. Especially the old players, who have been soaking in the Chinese football dyeing vat for so many years, are very smart.

If he is not shown in public and not exposed, he, the head coach, has no reason to force the conflict. What he has to do now is like someone is already standing on the edge of a cliff. He is not going up to pull him up, but pushing him again. Let them expose this conflict to the world.

Such messy things are also hidden in my heart. How dirty the inner world should be!

After letting the players play, Qiu Suhui called Xiang Tao: "You stay."

Xiang Tao stood at the door, and he could still see someone looking at him with a gloating expression.

"I know you were very upset in the first half, right?" Qiu Suhui looked at Xiang Tao with a smile, but Xiang Tao was a little chilling. He nodded hesitantly.

"Well, to be honest, I think you performed very badly in the first half, very badly, extremely bad, and it was simply terrible!" Qiu Suhui said with a stern face, but Xiang Tao said with a bitter face: "Qiu Zhi, don't joke."

Sure enough, Qiu Suhui put away his stiff expression and smiled: "To put it bluntly, the two breakthroughs in the first half were all caused by your underestimation of the enemy. I never thought that your strength was not as strong as him. Although he had speed, you had a body. Do you know what I mean? You have body, strength, and you are rough-looking - I am not criticizing you, but I am praising you - you don't need to compete with that little man with any skills, use the most direct way to get rid of him. That kid is very thin..."

After that, whenever Qiu Suhui said something, the light in Xiang Tao's eyes became more and more excited and impatient.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand! Hehe!" Compared to the sluggishness just now, Xiang Tao is now like a different person.

"If you understand, hurry up!" Qiu Suhui slapped Xiang Tao's butt like a horse. Xiang Tao ran out happily. As soon as he went out, he was stopped by Qiu Suhui: "Wait."

Xiang Tao stopped and looked back at Qiu Suhui: "What else is there, Qiu Zhi?"

"Stop using some fouls for me! I don't want you to be sent off for a foul."

Xiang Tao smiled embarrassedly, it was the embarrassment after his thoughts were seen through.

"Okay, remember what I said, go on stage." Qiu Suhui waved his hand.

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The Chinese team that reappeared did not show any amazing momentum, or something different from the first half came out. They still had the same offense and defense, and there was still no tacit understanding.

It’s not that these people don’t want to play well, but that they don’t practice defense at all. Their individual efforts can only make the whole scene more chaotic.

Basten was very confused about this. After the start of the second half, even a football beginner could see the chaos on the Chinese team's defense. But why did Qiu Suhui remain indifferent? Did he make any adjustments during the halftime break?

Basten couldn't figure out what Qiu Suhui was thinking, but even if he figured it out, would it be useful for him? Anyway, the Chinese team's defense is in chaos now, so how can I say that if I don't make good use of it?

He waved his hand and asked the Dutch team to press, press, and then press; attack, attack, attack and attack again.

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Castrom, who tasted the sweetness in the first half, also wanted to break through from Xiang Tao. He thought that Xiang Tao, who had been broken through twice in a row, was a soft persimmon, easy to squeeze.

But this time he was very wrong.

Xiang Tao is definitely not a soft persimmon. It may be more suitable to say that he is a stinky and hard stone.

As soon as Castrom drifted the ball, Xiang Tao quickly leaned on it. Then he used his body to knock Castrom to the side and snatched the ball.

Castrom signaled to the border lieutenant on the ground that Xiang Tao had hit him just now, but the border lieutenant ignored him because it was obviously a very beautiful and reasonable collision.

Xiang Tao, who broke the ball, did not forget to look back proudly at Castrom sitting on the ground, and finally felt angry. Qiu Shi was right, this kid's body is too thin. I don't compete with you in speed, I compete with you in body!

He passed the ball out before Castro got up from the ground, muttering dissatisfiedly.

Xiang Tao was too lazy to pay attention to him. Anyway, as long as he came once, he would make him return in vain and lose all his face.

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The huge strength gap between the two teams has finally been fully reflected. It is said that it is a counterattack, but in fact, few Chinese teams can successfully pass the midfield.

The other teammates were all in their own half, leaving only one Zhang Jun in front. How could this be an offensive? Is it clearly a defensive counterattack?

Zhang Jun was very angry, but looking at the dangerous penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, he could do nothing.

An Ke couldn't remember how many times he had blocked the Dutch team's shot. In short, he had already started to breathe heavily. On the one hand, it was because he was really tired, his heart was tired, and his body was tired. On the other hand, it was because he was angry. In his opinion, a defender like Zheng Jun would only cause trouble for the goalkeeper.

In fact, An Ke wore tinted glasses. To be fair, Zheng Jun's defense is the best among domestic players. He is very strong, but he just can't master the standards of fighting, so he gives people a sense of recklessness and roughness.

Compared to the Chinese team's embarrassment, the Dutch team is getting crazy. Castron was stubbornly blocked by Xiang Tao on the right, but this did not prevent the Dutch team from growing more points and attacking happily.

Wang Hui struggled to defend Ruben, and he couldn't defend against this Dutch fast horse when he fought in the Premier League, so Yang Pan had to retreat to help him.

Qiu Suhui said not to consider defense, that was during the offense. Now that he was being pressed and beaten by the opponent, who could still ignore his team’s situation when he was critical?

The Chinese team was suppressed by the Dutch team within fifteen minutes of the second half. Poor, they had never practiced defense before the game. It was basically impossible to deal with the Dutch team's offense at this level.

What's more, Qiu Suhui is still trying hard to cheer for the Dutch team in his heart?

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It is precisely because of the seventeen-minute preparation that the goal conceding in the 18th minute is not so surprising.

The commentator was still saying that if Qiu Suhui didn't make any adjustments, the Chinese team would concede the goal sooner or later. Following his "Good" words, the Chinese team would concede the goal immediately.

This time, after Castellon failed to break through Xiang Tao, the ball was still under his feet. He passed the ball to Van Bomel, who transferred it to Van der Fate. Van der Fate made a fake move to pass the ball, tricked Li Yi away, and broke into the penalty area directly. Li Yongle wanted to reach out to pull him, but when he saw him entering the penalty area, his hand shrank back. He was afraid that Van der Fate would take the opportunity to fall.

In this case, one of the two central defenders must go up to make up for the defense. Li Suisheng was a little closer, so he rushed up, but Zheng Jun also rushed up at the same time! And no one watched Fan Nistroy behind him!

Van der Fate was overjoyed when he saw that Van Nistruei was no defense. He poked the ball from between two central defenders of the Chinese team and passed it to Van Nistruei!

"Fuck..." An Ke cursed secretly and abandoned the goal to attack. He planned to shorten the distance between him and Fanny as much as possible and gamble on the angle of Fanny's shooting.

But Van Nistroy's reaction in front of the goal was much faster than Anke imagined. He did not stop the ball, but poked the ball that Van der Fate poked over again. The football stuck to Anke's right foot, rolled to the far corner, then rolled across the goal line, and finally hit the ball net and stopped.

The Netherlands scored another goal! They expanded the score to 3:1! The Chinese team was hit hard!

Compared with the cheering Dutchman, the atmosphere in front of the Chinese team is a little wrong.

"Let's lose people! Another leak! Do you have a good memory?! You dare to leave people like Fanny! Zheng Jun, it's enough to have Li Sui just now, why are you rushing up?" An Ke shouted at Zheng Jun angrily. He doesn't care whether you are the captain or not. As long as you make a mistake, he will scold him. Besides, he doesn't admit that Zheng Jun is the captain.

In two warm-up matches, he lost six goals. At least he still maintained his personal record of not concing goals in the Bundesliga for 300 minutes, but when he arrived at the national team, he was beaten into a sieve. Is he not strong enough? An Ke doesn't think so, there are many excellent scorers in the Bundesliga, but he has never been as embarrassed as he was in the national team. He is embarrassed to lose the ball.

He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger. Zheng Jun, who had always disliked him, naturally became his punching bag.

But Zheng Jun is now a captain and the boss of the team. How could he tolerate a new player yelling at him?

"What are you shouting? Losing the ball is not just a responsibility on the defense! You shout every time you lose the ball, as if you don't have any responsibility! Damn!"

"What did you say? This was your problem. There was no guard who threw the people who were to be guarded aside and rushed up to cause trouble!" An Ke was not willing to be outdone.

When Zheng Jun saw An Ke and him, he rushed forward and wanted to give An Ke a little color, but Wang Hui hugged him in the waist: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Let foreigners laugh at it? They all calm down. Didn't Qiu Zhi say that he doesn't care about losing the ball? What are you still making trouble here?"

Someone from An Ke pushed him away and told him not to be impulsive. The one who pushed him was Yang Pan who ran up: "What are you doing? Are you making trouble with your team members in the game? Not embarrassing! Be honest in your door! Don't worry about other things!" He was harsh, but in fact he was protecting An Ke. He knew that there would definitely be a conflict this time, but at least he could stop An Ke from taking further actions and make him an image of a passive in front of the public media, one active and the other passive. This difference is very different. At that time, the accusations and pressure he would be much lighter.

Wang Hui is the second captain of the team except Zheng Jun designated by Qiu Suhui, while Yang Pan is the third captain. He has a good influence in his respective player groups. Their timely intervention has ended in less than 30 seconds. Even the referee has no chance to appear.

However, this scene was still transmitted through TV and all Chinese fans saw it.
To be continued...