Soccer: If they're using these kinds of cheats, what's the point of training?

Chapter 91 Sitting at home, a pot falls from the sky! Melo: Brazil's loss is due to arrogance casting a spell.

After the press conference, Jonathan took Zhang Kuang to his new home in Manchester.

A villa in Cheshire, complete with a garden, swimming pool, and gym. The villa's exterior is typical of English style, with red brick walls, white window frames, and a pointed roof. Several trees of unknown species grow in the garden.

The monthly rent is £15,000.

Zhang Kuang wandered around for a while, stood in the garden for a bit, glanced at the gym, and finally stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the master bedroom, looking at the sky outside.

The sky in Manchester was overcast and the clouds hung low, as if it were about to rain at any moment. It was completely different from the bright sunshine I had in Paris.

"How is it?" Jonathan asked.

"It's great," Zhang Kuang said. "Bigger than a villa in Paris."

"Where's the car? What kind of car do you want?"

"Whatever, as long as it can be driven."

Jonathan handed him a car key. "I found you a white Mercedes G63 first. Take a look, and if you don't like it, we can change it."

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Zhang Kuang took the keys and weighed them in his hand. "Okay, that's settled then."

However, Zhang Kuang did not stay in Manchester after that.

Manchester United's training camp won't start until July 12th, after the World Cup ends. He's stuck in Manchester with nothing to do; he can't exactly go to the training ground, can he? That would be the death of him.

Training is impossible; there's no way he'll ever intentionally train in his entire life. All he wants now is to go back to Paris. Those women are beautiful and have such sweet voices—isn't that better than staying here?

So he went back to Paris.

He continued to stay at home and spend his days with those women.

The French-educated group, the voluptuous rich woman quartet, and the Eastern European girl newly introduced by Humbert—they come in rotation, sometimes one a day, sometimes several.

However, his news was already everywhere in the media on that day and the following day. Even sports reporters in South Africa saw it, and the football stars also saw it.

Manchester United officially sign superstar Zhang Kuang

Why Manchester United? Arrogant: I only choose title contenders. Most big clubs are ambitious but lack the ability, those with ability lack ambition, and those with both ability and ambition are poorly managed.

Arrogance: I have no dreams of playing for Ronaldo or Messi, and I won't play second fiddle to them or push their butts.

"Arrogance: I don't choose numbers 7, 9, 10, or 11 because I'm Chinese, I don't have the 'robber gene,' I don't fight for numbers, and my ability doesn't need to be proven by what number I wear."

Arrogance: Who's stronger, Messi or Ronaldo? Only a contest will tell.

Arrogance: I analyze the strengths and weaknesses of the World Cup based on my own ability; I cannot predict the future, and my appearance and skin color do not indicate that I am the illegitimate child of a FIFA official.

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These news reports shocked almost everyone in the football industry, including fans. In particular, his statement that he had no dream of playing for Real Madrid or Barcelona and that he would not play second fiddle to Ronaldo and Messi or help them was a shock to everyone.

"Fuck, this Chinese guy is so arrogant! He's so disrespectful!"

"If you knew his name, you'd understand why he's so arrogant; it's because his name is 'arrogant.'"

"He wants to be on par with Messi and Ronaldo? He's still too green."

"That's disgusting. If we don't support Ronaldo and Messi, does that mean those who assist Ronaldo and Messi are just pushing their butts? That's disgusting."

"Look carefully, it's a metaphor. It's like having a beautiful woman in front of you, but you're asked to do what she's capable of, even though you're perfectly capable yourself. It means that capable people are being restricted and placed in positions they shouldn't be in."

"I don't like this guy, really. Barcelona is every player's dream club, why doesn't he dream of playing for Barcelona?"

"Huh? Well, I'm a Real Madrid fan. Although Zhang from China said he didn't dream of playing for Real Madrid as a child, I don't think there's anything wrong with that. After all, everyone has their own preferences, and it's normal that he doesn't have that kind of dream of playing for Real Madrid. Why do you Barcelona fans insist that the players dream of playing for Barcelona as children?"

"Because Barcelona is the ultimate dream destination for all players. There are only players that Barcelona doesn't want, not players who don't dream of coming to Barcelona."

"I—vomit, vomit, vomit—"

"Someone who isn't even worthy to carry Messi's shoes keeps saying they can't be Messi's supporting player. Do you even deserve it? You're shameless."

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"Although Zhang Xue, the Chinese coach, has learned Ronaldo's headers very well, he is really not as good as Ronaldo's one leg. Seriously, stop trying to ride on Ronaldo's coattails."

"Disgusting yellow-skinned monkey, get out!"

"Am I the only one who thinks he's so domineering? Anyone who isn't a Real Madrid or Barcelona fan, or a Messi or Ronaldo fan, would really like Zhang's demeanor."

"Yes, Zhang from China spoke my mind. I feel that Real Madrid and Barcelona are just so-so. Why do so many players succumb to the allure of Real Madrid and Barcelona? Why? Is it because they tell good stories?"

"Exactly. In terms of achievements, Real Madrid's nine Champions League titles are relatively impressive, but AC Milan has seven. It's one thing for Real Madrid to claim they're great, but why does Barcelona, ​​with only three Champions League titles, have to boast about it? Are they trying to portray themselves as the ultimate dream destination for players on par with Real Madrid?"

"Hey, you know what, it's really true. I really don't know what's wrong with the media these days, they keep hyping up Barcelona, ​​what are they even hyping up?"

"They're all bragging about fancy techniques, forcing defenders to avoid physical contact with players who have those techniques. What kind of striker can't even handle physical contact? He should go home and sell potatoes."

"That's where Ronaldo was the most wronged. His technique was so gorgeous, but his legs were ruined by those defenders' tackles. If it were one of Barcelona's strikers now, he probably wouldn't have been able to score a single goal."

"I think Zhang from China is great. His technique may not be as flashy as Messi or Ronaldo, but his goals are very powerful, and his celebrations are also very aggressive and imposing. That's the kind of masculine energy we should see on the field."

"Yes, I also support Zhang from China. It's not certain who will win if he really competes against Messi and Ronaldo."

Cristiano Ronaldo, who was preparing to go on vacation to console himself after his national team's loss, saw related reports and comments online at his home in Portugal. He frowned and looked somewhat angry.

What kind of nobodies are these, trying to ride his coattails?

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He didn't think Chinese players were this arrogant. How could this Chinese player be so arrogant? Why would Ferguson have taken a liking to him? Could Ferguson tolerate such an overbearing player in the team?

I originally wanted to ask my former Manchester United teammates about this Chinese guy, Zhang, but then I thought, what if Zhang himself finds out I'm asking about him?

Never mind, never mind.

Damn it, I'm still furious about losing to Spain by one goal in yesterday's World Cup. It's all my teammates' fault for not playing well, otherwise we would never have lost to Spain.

Those damn possession-based tactics are so annoying! We must find a way to break them down and then go to Barcelona's home ground to humiliate them.

Meanwhile, the Argentine national team, which was training in South Africa at the time, was furious after seeing the news online.

"It's that damn Chinese guy again. He said we'd fall in the quarterfinals, and now he's making sarcastic remarks about Messi. What a clown!"

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"Exactly, don't let me run into him next time. If I do, I'll show him what Argentine football artistry is all about."

"This guy just relies on his strong physique to score goals by charging around recklessly. He has no technique whatsoever, and his skills are far from elegant. His basic skills are terrible. And he dares to try and emulate Messi? He's a complete clown."

"right----"

Meanwhile, Messi was practicing his ball quietly, looking very honest, but a sinister glint kept flashing in his eyes.

"Ah, when did the Chinese become so arrogant? Aren't the Chinese supposed to be reserved? Ah, they don't know how to be humble at all, it's shameful."

"Exactly, it's a disgrace to Asians."

"How is he disgracing Asians? He just said he wouldn't play second fiddle to Messi and Ronaldo, and you're all so upset?"

"But what he said was helping people push their butts."

"That was just a metaphor, a metaphor, a metaphor, don't you understand?"

"Pah, that's a really vulgar metaphor."

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7 month 2 day.

The match between Brazil and the Netherlands was quite exciting. Brazil was playing very well and took the lead in the 10th minute. The situation on the field was also quite good. At halftime, many fans, commentators, and technical analysts believed that Brazil had the game in the bag.

Some even say that Zhang's predictions are about to fail.

As a result, less than ten minutes into the second half, in the 53rd minute, the Brazilians gifted the Netherlands a goal, with Melo scoring an own goal.

Then the tide of the game began to turn in favor of the Netherlands. In the 68th minute, Sneijder headed the ball into the net from just outside Brazil's penalty area, putting them ahead 2-1.

Then the Brazilian team, with its poor tactical discipline, began to collapse. In the 73rd minute, Melo, who scored an own goal, tackled Robben and then stepped on Robben's foot, and was sent off with a red card, leaving the team with 10 men.

In the end, Brazil lost 1-2 to the Netherlands, failing to advance beyond the quarterfinals.

Fans, media, and betting companies all immediately thought of Zhang's prediction that Brazil would be eliminated in the quarterfinals.

This has really become mystical.

The key point is that after the match, Melo of the Brazilian team knew that he had ruined the entire Brazilian team by himself. He was worried that he would be shot by the Brazilian mafia. So when he faced the media, he said something even more shocking: "Yes, from the 53rd minute onwards, I felt like I was controlled by someone, as if I was bewitched, scored an own goal, and then caused a red card. I am sorry to Brazil, I am a sinner."

However, I might really have been under a spell; for those two thousand minutes, I was completely out of control, something I've never experienced before.

Reporter: "You said you were bewitched, so who bewitched you, and why would anyone bewitch you?"

Melo: "I don't know who it was—maybe, oh, I remember now, it could be that Chinese guy Zhang who's been very accurate lately. He predicted that Brazil would be eliminated in the quarterfinals, but we were leading in the first half, so to ensure his prediction was accurate, he used witchcraft."

Yes, it must be him, absolutely him. Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence. I'm sure it was him who cast the spell.

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When Zhang Kuang received Jonathan's call and learned about this, he was completely stunned.

I was just sitting at home when trouble came out of nowhere.

Damn it, he's even more wronged than Benzema now. How did he get blamed? How could someone who didn't even go to South Africa perform witchcraft from thousands of miles away?

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Zhang Kuang had a thousand words to say, but he couldn't express them accurately in any language. He instantly understood what it was like to be Dou E (a character from a Chinese folktale who was wronged by her husband's love for Dou E).

"Zhang, the key now is for you to stand up and clarify. You can't remain silent, otherwise people will mistakenly believe it's true."

Jonathan advised.

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"Huh? No way, would fans believe such nonsense? Witchcraft? That's ridiculous! How could witchcraft even exist in this world?"

Zhang Kuang retorted.

"Nonsense? How could it be nonsense? Zhang, perhaps you don't know, but two-thirds of the world's population believes in God, and nearly half believe in God. They even believe in God, do you think they don't believe in witchcraft?"

"This, *&^^^^%￥#@!"

Zhang Kuang's head instantly exploded. Damn it, he'd run into a bunch of people who believed in ghosts and gods. What was he going to do now?

"Zhang, clarify this quickly. Also, don't say anything carelessly in front of the media anymore; it can really cause trouble."

"Clarify? How can I prove I don't practice witchcraft? How do you expect me to clarify?"

This is what makes Zhang Kuang so infuriating. Proving his innocence is a skill he has never possessed before. How can he prove it?

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