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  The national team's training is different from the club, and it is more tactical training aimed at the opponent of the game, such as corner ball tactics, offensive tactics, etc. Due to the limited time for the national team to grind together, usually only a few days, communication between teammates is extremely important.

  Fortunately, Wu Yu and Gao Wei are not introverted people. In the training, they can frequently communicate with their teammates and quickly integrate into the team.

  This match is the last group match of the Asian Cup qualifiers, and both China and Iraq have already advanced, so neither side has any pressure to win. In this national team training list, Fu Bo recruited many newcomers, including Wu Yu and four other players who have never played in the CSL.

  Wu Yu was divided into the substitute group in training, and played a group match against the main force group led by team captain Zheng Zhi. In the training session, he found that although Zheng Zhi is already 33 years old, his control over the ball and overall view on the field are still good enough to play in the Portuguese Super League.

  Wu Lei and Zhang Linpeng have the ability to stand firm in European leagues, and their tactical skills shown in training are also impressive to Wu Yu.

  Although the national team's performance has been very poor in recent years, the World Cup qualifiers often lose out after two rounds, and the Asian Cup group stage cannot advance, losing to Thailand last summer became the low point of Chinese football.

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  But Wu Yu saw hope from this batch of teammates, except for Wu Lei and Zhang Linpeng, Huang Bowen, Zhang Xizhe, and Yu Dabao's performance also made Wu Yu feel confident.

  "I want to help the national team enter the World Cup!" This oath, from the moment he started playing football, has been buried in his heart. Now that he has been selected for the national team, it is only the first step towards fulfilling this oath!

  In the eyes of the national team's coaching staff and teammates, Wu Yun, Gao Wei, and Shi Bojun's talent and strength are even more surprising. It is worth noting that these three people are only 18 and 19 years old, and have been playing in professional leagues for less than half a year, yet they occupy a place in the European league.

  They are the ones who represent the future of Chinese football in Fu Bo's eyes. As for whether Chinese football can rise like Western media says, there is still a long way to go. At least for now, there is a difficult problem in front of Fu Bo.

  After the training session, Fu Bo pulled Wu Yun and Gao Wei to one side for a quiet conversation. The other team members thought this was just an ordinary exchange between the head coach and the new recruits, so they didn't go over to disturb them.

  "Wu Yu, Gao Wei, I can see that you two seem to have some contradictions with Wen Yinghuang." Fu Bo went straight to the point without beating around the bush.

  Wu Yu and Gao Wei were both slightly stunned, exchanging a glance, with some hesitation on their faces. They hadn't expected Fu Bo to discover the abnormality between the three of them so quickly, but they didn't plan to hide it, so under Wu Yu and Gao Wei's narration, Fu Bo quickly understood what was going on.

  He furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and then said, "Your handling of this matter is extremely immature." Wu Yu and Gao Wei looked surprised, and Fu Bo glanced at them before continuing:

  "Wen Yinghao was indeed in the wrong, but as fellow countrymen, you were targeting each other during the Derby match. If the media gets a hold of it, they'll say that our Chinese team players are not united, and it will affect the reputation of our Chinese team."

  Fu Bo paused for a moment before continuing:

  "As a professional player, I hope you can behave more professionally on the court and not do things that harm the team because of personal grievances. This is what I say to you as an elder."

  Wu Yu felt a slight sense of shame in his heart when he heard this.

  However, as the head coach of the national team, I must tell you that our Chinese fans have already been heartbroken by the national team and we cannot afford to squander their support again.

  "All your actions must be worthy of this red tunic you wear, for it represents the honor of our nation!"

  Fu Bo said finally, his eyes were firm and his tone was sonorous.

  "To live up to this red armor on my body!"

  This sentence has been lingering in Wu Yu's mind, he had always yearned to join the national team since childhood, wasn't it to lead Chinese football to rise? After all, this is out of love for this country.

  As he thought of this, he felt a surge of passion spreading from his chest throughout his body, and his heart was filled with waves of heroic ambition.

  "I hope that when you are training with the national team, you can put aside all your personal grievances and for the sake of this red jersey." Fu Bo's tone finally softened.

  "Yes, coach, I understand." Wu Yu's tone was firm and unwavering.

  "I also knew." Gao Wei took a look at Wu Yu's expression and hastily followed up.

  "Alright then." Fu Bo nodded in satisfaction and turned to leave.

  ……

  Two days later, on March 5th, at the Khalifa International Stadium in Qatar, Iraq's "home" match against China in the final round of the Asian Cup qualifiers kicked off, with both teams having already advanced to the next stage adopting an attitude of sharpening their skills in this international A-level competition.

  Wu Yu and several other newly selected national team players did not start, but sat on the bench. Although this game did not have any pressure in terms of results, Fu Bo seemed unwilling to take risks.

  In the locker room, Wu Yun and Gao Wei sat next to each other, heads down, adjusting their gear. As Wu Yun prepared to take down the national team jersey hanging on the wall, his hand reaching for it trembled slightly. Wu Yun gazed at the red No. 21 jersey in front of him, feeling like his dream was within reach.

  When I was young, my father said that he had never been selected for the national team, which was the biggest regret of his career. Now I've done it, I've fulfilled this wish for you, did you see it, dad?

  Wu Yu looked at this national team uniform of his own, but his thoughts drifted back to that afternoon many years ago when he sat on his father's shoulders...

  "Xiao Yu, what's wrong?" Gao Wei asked with concern as he saw Wu Yu standing there.

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  "Oh, nothing." Wu Yu woke up from his contemplation and hastily took off the jersey, putting it on his head.

  "Xiao Yu, that..."

  "What's wrong?"

  "You haven't taken off your coat yet."

  "Oh, I forgot."

  “……”

  "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the live broadcast of the Asian Cup qualifier group stage final round match between China and Iraq on CCTV Sports Channel. I'm Liu Jianhong." In the CCTV broadcasting room, Liu Jianhong is sitting in front of the broadcasting desk, commentating on this match.

  For him today, commenting on this Chinese team's match is easier than ever before, because the national football team has already broken out of the group stage, and this match has become a practice for the soldiers.

  "Okay, the referee blows his whistle and the match begins. Iraq kicks off first. Today's starting lineup for China is..."

  Liu Jianhong's gentle and pleasant voice came out from the TV...

  "This time, the national football team's big list, Fu Bo for the first time included six players who played in Europe, among them Wu Lei and Zhang Linpeng have already occupied the main position in this national team, and also started today. The other four young players under the age of 20 were also selected for this national team due to their outstanding performance in the European league, I believe many fans know their names."

  However, the four young players are all sitting on the bench today, and it seems that Fu Bo has made a more stable plan. I believe that as the game goes into the second half, they should have their first opportunity to represent the national team.

  "Unfortunately, this match only has 3 substitutes, so one of the four is destined to miss out on playing. However, they are still young and as long as they wait patiently, their chance to play for the country will definitely come."

  ……

  Wu Yu sat on the substitute bench, watching his teammates and opponents tussle in the field. The occasional "China team, go!" cheers from the sparse audience still made him feel excited.

  In the first half, China and Iraq had each other's offense and defense, each scoring one goal, and the game was tied 1-1.

  After the midfield break, Fu Bo let Wu Yu and four others warm up.

  "Ah, the Chinese team's players are warming up by the field. Oh, it's Wu Yu, Gao Wei, Shi Boyun and Wen Yinghuang, four young players, looks like Fu Bo is ready to put them on the court."

  "But looking at this attack by Iraq, China's defender made a mistake..."

  Iraq's striker gets a one-on-one chance, danger...

  "Zeng Cheng made a save but couldn't stop the ball, and China fell behind again at the start of the second half."

  When Wu Yu and his teammates were warming up, China was once again breached by Iraq, trailing 1-2.

  Five minutes later, Wu Yu and the others returned from their warm-up, looking at Fu Bo with tension. This time, Fu Bo would decide who among the four of them would get the first substitution quota.

  Fu Bo swept his eyes over the four people, then immediately dropped his gaze onto Shi Bo Yun's body, and then turned to Wu Yu: "Shi Bo Yun, Wu Yu, you two are ready to go on stage."

  When Fu Bo said his own name, Wu Yun's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the dream of fighting for the country was about to come true here.

  Moreover, this is a critical moment, although the outcome of this game is not important.

  Gao Wei has already sat back on the bench, Gao Wei's expression is not what it used to be, because Wu Yu this brother has always been one step ahead of himself, this time did not get the opportunity to play, then wait for next time.

  Ke Yan's Wen Yinghuang was looking at Wu Yu and Shi Bo Yun with a gloomy face, secretly displeased in his heart:

  "What makes them get the chance? Where am I worse than them? Now that we're losing, it's exactly when we need a breakthrough on the flank..."

  Although he was complaining in his heart, he didn't dare to show it too obviously. After staring at Wu Yu and the others for a while, he shifted his gaze back to the competition arena.

  "Remember, we don't have any pressure in this game, just go out there and play as you should." Fu Bo whispered to the two of them.

  Wu Yu and Shi Bo Yun were sorting socks while nodding.

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