Oh my God! That will definitely make a big deal. Strategic rest will also be "discarded" by some people with ulterior motives. This is a very serious problem.

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Zhang Jun returned to the room depressedly. He knew very well that if he failed to recover from his illness in time, he would not be able to fight against Italy.

"Look, I said don't go, don't go. It's so serious now..." He was complaining about Yang Pan who took him there.

"Damn! Don't be stupid. It's better that you went today. If Qiu Zhi saw it before the game, you will definitely not be able to play. Now you still have a day to recover. Besides, the fever game is a danger to you and the team. Are you willing to drag everyone down because of you alone?"

Zhang Jun stopped talking, and he knew in his heart that no matter what excuses he used, the interests of the team were greater than his personal interests.

"Okay... I obey the organization's arrangements." He sighed for a long time.

Yang Pan smiled and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe you'll be fine if you get up after sleeping?"

Is it possible? Zhang Jun rolled his eyes. Yang Pan obviously comforted him. Even if he comforted him, could he not find a reasonable reason?

As a result, in order to take care of Zhang Jun, Yang Pan turned off the air conditioner while they were sleeping, and they slept in the steamer for a while.

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Jun happily told Yang Pan that the fever seemed to have subsided. But at noon, he lost his appetite for eating. After taking Chinese medicine, he did not see any effect. He suddenly became silent.

The news media already knew that Zhang Jun had a fever, so it was naturally instructed by Qiu Suhui. Last night, he suddenly thought that he could use the news media to cause some trouble for Lippi.

Anyway, the news media is making it real and no one knows the truth. In addition, the possibility of his intentional vacation news is enough for Lippi to hesitate for a while.

The training was also pretended to be open to the media for more than ten minutes, and Zhang Jun was indeed not in the training ground. Then the team doctor also came out to prove that Zhang Jun was having a fever now and was not suitable for training. As for whether he could compete, "It depends on whether he could reduce his fever before the game."

Everyone knows in their heart that it is a bit impossible to reduce the fever in one day. Even if the fever subsides, can you still perform well with this physical condition?

Sophie was also very worried. What he was worried about was not whether Zhang Jun could play, but Zhang Jun's body. Zhang Jun's voice was obviously different when he called.

"I'm fine, I just have a small cold. I'm taking medicine now and resting. Don't worry, wait and see me play tomorrow!" Zhang Jun said the same thing to his mother just ten minutes ago.

Zhang Jun had to sigh to Yang Pan, "Women are sometimes so strong that they are unbelievable, and sometimes they are timid and outrageous."

Yang Pan laughed at him for not knowing how to be blessed. In fact, Yang Pan was also worried in his heart whether Zhang Jun could play tomorrow. And I believe that he must be more than the only one who has such concerns.

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Qiu Suhui has not announced the starting list, and his maze array really makes Lippi feel a little confused.

Lippi has different views from those Italian media. He always believes that the most threatening Chinese team should be Zhang Jun and Li Yongle, who is not revealing. Because he can't figure out Zhang Jun, he can't define him, and it's hard to judge what he will do.

Such people are the most dangerous.

If Zhang Jun doesn't play, there is no need to waste the defender to guard the Chinese forward. He can let the full-back try assists, and Pirlo can also be liberated. But if Zhang Jun is on the court, he must ensure that a central defender is staring at others to defend, and his involvement in the front will also put some pressure on the Italian backcourt.

Now I just don’t know whether Zhang Jun is up or not, so he can’t determine the lineup tactics.

Qiu Suhui was also worried about whether Zhang Jun was on the way. As the game was approaching, Zhang Jun only had a little fever and was still dizzy now. The team doctor advised him not to let Zhang Jun play, but Zhang Jun himself had a very high hope of asking for a fight, so it was difficult to convince him not to play.

Zhang Jun will increase his combat effectiveness when he comes on the court, but it may also become a drag due to physical reasons.

What made him even more trouble was that the team doctor and Zhang Jun were now expressing their opinions and arguing in front of him.

"Your physical condition must not be on the court! Your fever has not subsided."

"Who said my fever has not subsided? I just felt a little dizzy, but it was not a problem. This kind of minor illness is not enough to give me a rest."

"Do you know what you are doing? You are overdrawing your sports life!"

"I am willing to overdraw events like the World Cup."

Qiu Suhui couldn't help it anymore, and he slapped the bedside table: "What's the noise? Are you a coach or I?"

Both of them didn't say anything anymore.

Qiu Suhui looked at the two again and said to them: "Zhang Jun, you will still start in this game."

Zhang Jun showed joy on his face, and the team doctor was about to open his mouth immediately, but Qiu Suhui reached out to him to not be anxious first. He continued to say to Zhang Jun: "Don't be happy too early. If you don't perform well enough, I will replace you immediately, even if the game has just begun. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Zhang Jun raised his chest and replied.

"Then you go back and prepare first."

After seeing Zhang Jun off, he turned around and said to the team doctor: "Doctor Liu must still blame me for letting Zhang Jun play."

Dr. Liu didn't speak, but from his silence, he could see that he was indeed angry.

Qiu Suhui smiled, "I also know that Zhang Jun's illness is not cured now, but I still want to let him play. If this is just an ordinary warm-up match, a confrontation match, or even the Asian Cup, I wouldn't let him play on it, no matter how he persists. But now it's different. This is the World Cup. Doctor Liu, you haven't been here for a long time. Maybe you can't understand these players, what a World Cup means to them. Being able to play here is a lifetime glory. For this kind of glory, they are willing to give up a lot of things. I respect his choice, because it only takes four years to let him be willful once."

Dr. Liu sighed and said nothing. He knew that he could not control the head coach's decision, nor could he decide the player's own thoughts. After all, he was just a doctor, and he would have the chance to play when the player was injured, that's all.

Qiu Suhui no longer explained. He asked Dr. Liu to go back to his room, and he had to seize the last time to make adjustments to Zhang Jun's tactical arrangements for the field.

On the other hand, after repeated thinking, Lippi decided to assume that Zhang Jun would start and arrange his tactics. He figured it out that no matter whether Zhang Jun was on the court or not, he would stick to his tactical style and seek victory in a steady manner. The bottom line is the truth.

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When Zhang Jun returned to the room, facing Yang Pan's inquiring gaze, he only said three words: "I will start."

Yang Pan asked: "Do you know Yingzaji is not playing?" This is the news just now, and the news has been broadcast.

Zhang Jun nodded.

"Then you decided to start?"

"This is the World Cup, Yang Pan. No player will give up the opportunity to play in the World Cup, right? Even if Inzaghi doesn't play, I will start the same."

"That's right..." Yang Pan lay on the bed, murmured at the ceiling. "This is the World Cup, no one will give up this opportunity. Lippi will not let Pipo play, and Pipo must be very uncomfortable..."

"Hey, Yang Pan..."

"What?"

"This game is also very different for you, right? After all, it is your first time starting to wear a captain's armband to participate in the World Cup. Are you not worried about yourself?"

"Why should I worry? Even if Qiu Zhi doesn't give me this armband, I will still play like this, and there will be no change if I give it. Didn't you see that? Qiu Zhi has always asked me to play his role as a microphone, just to train me to be the captain. Look at the starting lineup of this game, what is the difference between the national team and the national Olympic team? Qiu Zhi is getting bolder and bolder. He is really naked, naked..." Yang Pan knew everything in his heart, but he doesn't say it normally.

Zhang Jun was only noticed when he said this that Qiu Zhi was training Yang Pan to be the captain. He looked at Yang Pan lying on the bed and suddenly felt that the path he would take would not be the same in the future. The two of them took two different paths respectively... But one thing Zhang Jun can be sure of is that no matter what path they take, the final ending will be the same. This is the case.

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On July 1st, there were two knockout matches on this day, namely A1 vs B2 and A2 vs B1. The game that Zhang Jun insisted on participating was A2 vs B1, the Chinese team and the Italian team kicked off at 8 pm.

Before them, Brazil in good shape defeated the United States 2-0 and advanced to the quarterfinals. Kaka played the whole game, performed well and had an assist.

Not long after the game ended, Zhang Jun received a call from him: "We have advanced to the quarterfinals! Zhang Jun, I'm waiting for you!"

"Damn! Your opponent is the United States, and we are Italy. I know our own abilities very well, and I don't expect to defeat them..." Zhang Jun stood alone outside the locker room to answer the phone. There were very strict security guards here, no reporters could approach, and the staff coming and going were also busy with their own affairs. No one paid attention to him, and he happened to get a relatively private space.

"Then why are you yelling to go on stage?"

"I just want to prove that although I can't beat Italy, I will make them suffer a little."

Kaka stopped talking, he knew that Zhang Jun had a knot in his heart, "Then I wish you good luck."

"I should say this to you. Brazil is the favorite of this year's World Cup. You are lucky!" Zhang Jun laughed.

All arrangements were made, and now is a period of adjustment before the start of the game, which is very short. When Zhang Jun answered the phone and pushed the door into the locker room, he happened to see Yang Pan standing up. "Okay, let's go!" he said to everyone.

Yang Pan looked particularly energetic with the yellow captain's armband. In the environment where Chinese football is a senior, he should be considered the youngest national team captain.

He stood at the front of the team, followed by goalkeeper An Ke, and then came the central defender Liu Peng who replaced Zheng Jun in this game. In this game, Qiu Suhui only arranged two old players to be in the starting lineup, and they were foreign players, so he was useless for domestic players.

He is already considering the next World Cup, training young players and teams. Now most of the people in this lineup, if there is no accident, will be the main force in the next four years. Everyone else has trained, and Liu Peng has very few opportunities, and today is just right to train troops.

Even a game that is considered to have been decided before the game has been very valuable in Qiu Suhui's eyes. So he repeatedly emphasized to everyone before the game: "Use your eyes and heart to experience and learn. Why Italy is a world-class team? Playing with them is the best learning opportunity. I hope each of you can learn something in this game and apply it to various future games."

His words are quite like "last words", and many people can hear them: this game is likely to be their last game in this World Cup.

Zhang Jun stood behind the team, touched the bracelet, closed his eyes: "Sophie, dad, mom, please watch me play football."

When he opened his eyes, a bright light appeared in front of him - he was already on the court.

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The eighth-finals were arranged at the home court of Bundesliga team Dortmund, Westphalia Stadium. This was a coincidence, but it made the only real home court for the Chinese team in the World Cup.

Because this is where Anke fights, there are his fans here, and these fans are the most fanatical fans in Germany. Due to Anke, they are all fans of the Chinese team now.

In this game, nearly 20,000 people came to Italy, while Chinese fans only had a few thousand for various reasons. The remaining seats were all from Dortmund fans. In order to cheer for the Chinese team, they wore red clothes - this is the color of the uniforms chosen by the Chinese team in this game - waving the national flags of China and Germany, as well as large portraits of Anke, and their singing could be heard throughout the audience, which obviously suppressed the Italian fans' voices. Compared with them, the real Chinese fans were more like supporting roles.

When Chinese journalists saw this situation, they were shocked, and some even sighed: "It would be great if our own fans could do half of them. Look at the atmosphere! Tsk tsk!"

An Ke was very moved. He was not a person who was easily moved. This time the fans did too much for him, more than he imagined. He once again felt what a correct decision it was to choose to stay in Dortmund.

"The game is about to begin! Let's see the grand occasion of Westphalia Stadium, which has almost become a red ocean! Just because of one person, it has become the home court of the Chinese team! The 20,000 fans in Italy seem insignificant! Anke used his loyalty to win the respect of Dortmund fans!" This was the voice of the German commentator.

Wang Jianxiang, a Chinese live commentator: "People generally don't like us before the game, but looking at the atmosphere on the scene, I feel hope. This is the most famous devil's home court in the Bundesliga. It is very difficult for the teams here to escape unscathed! Now, this is our home court!"

Italian commentator: "We have 20,000 fans, but I didn't expect this to be a red world. This reminds me of the Korean home court four years ago. I hope the result of the game will not be a replica of four years ago. Should Galliani consider outputting players to South Africa? Haha!"

Like this commentator, the almost full of red eyes reminded the Italian players who participated in the Korea-Japan World Cup and that unpleasant summer four years ago. In their seriousness, Chinese, Korean, and Japanese all look the same, and there is no difference. Since there is no difference, then Koreans can also avenge their hatred on the Chinese.

Suddenly, the Italian team seemed to see a red bull, full of murderous intent.

This is the first time that the Chinese team has stood in the World Cup knockout stage, but they have not shown any tension. After the first three games, the team has become more and more confident. Even the world champion Brazil team has scored a goal, so what team is there to be afraid of?

The reason why Qiu Suhui likes to trust this group of children with an average age of 24 is because he likes them. After experiencing the initial admiration of authority and power, they now only want to challenge this authority. This is why these children are most likely to become successful - they have the courage to challenge.

Germany in 2006 was just the runway they took off, and South Africa in 2010 wanted them to make a name for themselves in the world.

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To be continued...