A flight from Madrid, Spain, slowly descended toward Capital Airport.
Not long afterward, Yang Yang and Su Ye appeared, holding their son Yang Guang's hands on either side, accompanied by Wei Zheng and Winston Bogarde as they chatted and laughed. The media reporters who had been waiting at the scene immediately rushed over.
Yang Yang and the others were somewhat surprised to see the sudden appearance of the media and fans, since their itinerary had not been disclosed. But they were already used to such situations. Su Ye took their son and left first, while Wei Zheng and Winston Bogarde stayed with Yang Yang to deal with the media.
"Yang Yang, how is your injury? Will you be able to make it to the World Cup?"
"Of course. I feel pretty good. There's no problem."
"Two days ago, the National Team played its first warm-up match before the World Cup, drawing 0–0 with Macedonia. What did you think of it?"
"I watched the match live. I thought we performed pretty well, especially in defense. We did a good job there."
"But our attack wasted a lot of chances."
"Yes, that is a problem, but I think we should focus more on our strengths, shouldn't we?"
"Many people believe that your absence led to the team's lack of attacking power."
"I don't see it that way. We have quite a few excellent players. For example, Gao Lin has performed well in the Premier League. The same goes for Feng Xiaoting. Then there's Chen Tao. He used to be a substitute at Dortmund, but over the past year, after his competitor was injured, he switched to midfield. I think he's performed very well. Klopp's transformation of him has been a great success."
"But Gao Lin missed two excellent sitters, and Wu Lei