"Did you hear? Cao Baming is discharged from the hospital!"
"Impossible, such a serious injury, how could he be discharged so quickly?"
"You guys are too naive. It must be some tabloid media making up stories during this surge of popularity. You actually believe that?"
"If it's true, then he absolutely must not play with an injury!"
"I'm really going to cry. To help the Tang Guo team win the World Cup, even an injury can't stop his captain's sense of responsibility! He's a hero of our Tang Guo!"
"Could it be that our wishes have finally been seen by heaven, and it sent us a miracle, letting Cao Baming recover and be discharged from the hospital!"
...
Li Gang looked at the news online. At this moment, it was just the first wave of hype generated by a few tabloid media snapping photos.
But he knew that it wouldn't be long before this news completely exploded.
As for Cao Baming's previous condition, people would probably understand it as a smoke bomb released during their tactical planning.
It was already evening, and the streetlights by the roadside lit up on time, taking over the baton from the setting sun.
Cao Baming was still driving his new car towards the stadium.
At this moment, he could barely feel the pain in his leg, humming a tune and singing a song, his heart full of joy.
The system was truly powerful, finding such a high-tech solution for him!
Meanwhile, the team players had already prepared a welcome ceremony and had begun preparations near the training ground.
After all, he was their captain, and his recovery and discharge from the hospital was a major event that needed to be properly prepared.
Because Cao Baming insisted on driving back alone, no one went to pick him up, so they had to prepare the welcome ceremony here. Small fireworks and firecrackers were definitely indispensable, as this was a characteristic of Tang Guo.
The entire Tang Guo team was still digesting the news; the final truly seemed to be within reach!
Soon, Cao Baming arrived at the gate.
As soon as they saw Cao Baming's car, everyone immediately shouted loudly, and fireworks and firecrackers erupted simultaneously, accompanied by cheers from everyone.
They had prepared the celebratory ceremony for Cao Baming, which was usually held after winning a match.
At this moment, Cao Baming, walking towards them, was less like a person and more like a god, returning triumphant, having fulfilled human wishes and receiving everyone's gratitude.
Concurrently, the news from the outside continued to ferment. Due to the lack of official support, the news spread relatively slowly, but this slowness was only compared to the previous speed of dissemination.
As for official news, they naturally didn't intend to release any, thus using the momentum of public opinion to achieve a better effect of confusing opponents and disrupting their tactical planning.
They hadn't intended to release a smoke bomb before, but even though they hadn't deliberately done so, it had still happened.
The fans were currently in a state of bewilderment, like a ball being kicked back and forth repeatedly.
Just as they had finished digesting the news, or hadn't even finished, opposing news quickly emerged.
This constant to-and-fro torment and continuous excitement was driving the fans almost mad.
At this time, the Fran team had also received the news. They had some idea of the situation, but at this moment, even they couldn't verify whether the news was true or false.
If the news was true, it would mean the previous news was false, but if the previous official news was all false, how could this unofficial news be true?
At this moment, their team's high-level management was also very troubled. Their current predicament was exactly what the Tang Guo high-level management hoped to see.
Deschamps was also furious.
"What the hell is going on with Cao Baming! Get me an investigation, quickly!"
"There's only one day left!"
...
The next morning, the Tang Guo team members woke up full of vigor.
After breakfast, they replenished their energy and conducted their final team training before the final!
The final would be held tomorrow evening!
At that time, the eyes of football fans worldwide would be on them. More importantly, they bore the dreams they had harbored since they first chose football, and the dreams of every Tang Guo fan.
This was the World Cup final!
In the past, they wouldn't even dare to dream of reaching the quarterfinals, let alone having the chance to reach the final and compete with the defending champions, the Fran team, for the ultimate World Cup trophy!
At this moment, they were inevitably nervous.
They thought of their families, their children and parents' expectations, and the excitement and thrill they felt the first time they touched that round football with their feet.
Their ability to be here today was achieved through the money and reputation of their families!
They absolutely could not waste it!
Now, with a true football god like Cao Baming by their side, victory was within reach. This was a rare opportunity!
This was a blessing from heaven, a twist of fate.
They absolutely could not waste it!
At this moment, the determined gazes of these iron-blooded men of Tang Guo were evident on their faces, and a subtle aura began to generate within them, growing stronger and stronger.
As for Cao Baming, he had already prepared everything. He had been saving the new talent card until now.
[Heart of a King] Talent Skill Card! Directly max level!
For all types of matches, once they reach the final, all abilities and attributes are doubled!
Although this talent can only be enjoyed in the final, its effect is terrifying!
As the sky gradually darkened, their day's training concluded.
On the field, they had their final pre-match talk. Amidst the mutual encouragement on the field, everyone's morale had improved to a certain extent.
Cao Baming knew that the opponent's strength should not be underestimated.
This Fran team, although not highly regarded by the outside world, was actually stronger than the ten-star Samba Legion they had just defeated.
The outside world's perception of the Samba Legion being more terrifying was merely a blinding effect of the brilliance of their numerous star players. They were indeed strong, but in terms of overall team strength, the Fran team was more formidable.
Their lineup, from front to back, was very balanced, with an average skill level exceeding nine points.
The terrifying forward combination could be considered the finishing touch!
Both wingers possessed the abilities to cut inside and cross from the byline, while their central attack was anchored by Ben Ze Ba Wang Long, who possessed top-tier finishing ability.