Fox in the Penalty Area

Rasulov kept drinking water, but the water bottle had been taken away from his mouth, but his other postures remained unchanged.

Residual water dripped from his mouth and chin, wet his shirt and suit on his chest.

The cheers in Gongti continued, wave after wave, wave after wave.

Rasulov finally came to his senses and looked down at the mineral water bottle in his hand, wanting to smash the bottle on the ground to vent his anger.

Because he has a lot of bad things to say in his heart.

left foot!

It turned out to be the fucking left foot!

Rasulov felt that everyone would be against him today.

He didn't consider Zhang Qinghuan's scoring ability in the first half. As a result, Zhang Qinghuan shot a cold arrow outside the penalty area and scored a goal.

He finally put the patch on at halftime.

But he bumped into Hu Lai's left foot!

As long as you study the scoring videos of Hu Lai a little, you can know that Hu Lai is a player who is good at kicking with his right foot. His left foot performance is very average, and it can even be said that it is not very good.

Hu Lai himself knows this, so he tries to avoid shooting with his left foot during the game, just to ensure the accuracy of the shot.

So he Rasulov did not emphasize to his players to pay attention to defending Hu Lai's left foot.

Fortunately, Hu Lai just finished the goal with his left foot!

It's like taking turns to slap myself in the face...

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Hu Lai lowered his head and glanced at the red knot on his right wrist, which is the [lover's red rope] that can increase luck.

It is indeed luck that he was able to score with this kick just now.

Because he didn't play well with his left foot, and his force was awkward, but he barely touched the football.

Unexpectedly, it was as if it was unintentional, and kicked out a kick with erratic lines and a tricky angle. The football went straight to the back corner, which was equivalent to hitting a dead corner.

Sure enough, children who love to laugh will not be too bad luck.

Thinking of this, the smile on Hu Lai's face became even brighter.

This smile fell into the eyes of the Uzbekistan players... They are no longer in the mood to study the meaning behind Hu Lai's smile!

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Whether it is in the stands of the Workers' Stadium or on the Internet, Hu Lai's goal made many Chinese fans hang their hearts back into their stomachs.

Everyone knows that a one-goal lead is not safe, and they also know that the Chinese team must score more goals. So from the beginning of the second half, I was worried that the Chinese team would not be able to break Uzbekistan's goal, and eventually lost patience and let Uzbekistan steal one with a counter-even if Uzbekistan loses the game in the end, as long as they have an away goal, they can win the game. It's like winning half the battle.

Looking at the dense defense of Uzbekistan, everyone is worried.

I don't know how the Chinese team will break through Uzbekistan's dense defense.

As a result, sixteen minutes into the second half, Hu Lai scored another goal for the Chinese team!

In front of him, Uzbekistan's dense defense seems not so impenetrable...

The two-goal lead has given Chinese fans a greater sense of security, and many Chinese fans are already thinking about the final battle with Paraguay.

This time, they seem to be really going to the World Cup to see and see.

In front of the TV, Wang Yuan turned to look at her husband, and asked softly, "Do you feel a little regretful?"

Qin Lin shook his head: "I have no regrets, but I'm glad."

"Fortunately what?" The wife was puzzled.

"It's fortunate that young people like them just came out at this time. If they were born in the same era as I am, they probably would have been buried and wasted no matter how good their talents are." Qin Lin glanced at his son Qin Qi who was sitting obliquely in front of him. . "Fortunately, they caught up with the good times."

Wang Yuan followed his gaze and looked at her son, and instantly understood what her husband was trying to express.

Thankfully indeed.

Whether it is Hu Lai, Chen Xingyi, Luo Kai, or his own child Xiao Qi, they are all living in a good time.

Most of my husband's career coincided with the darkest years of Chinese football.

But now the darkness is gone, and the light shines on the earth.

"But I'm sorry." Wang Yuan said suddenly.

Qin Lin looked at her strangely: "What do you regret?"

"I don't regret that they were not in the same era as you, and I regret that you were not in the same era as them. Old Qin, if you were ten years younger..."

These words made Qin Lin feel a little dazed.

He did have this idea sometimes - if only I were ten years younger, I am in my early thirties, and I am still at the golden age of my career. Fighting side by side with these young people, the Chinese team will definitely not have to go through a series of competitions like this. One play-off after another to compete for tickets to the World Cup finals.

But he also knows that this kind of thinking is meaningless, so sometimes he even deliberately doesn't think about it. It is to avoid falling into unnecessary sorrow and sorrow, which will slow down the pace of moving forward.

Let the past be the past, and if there are regrets, there will be regrets... It is precisely because of regrets that I have the motivation to move on.

The son who was watching the game next to him heard the chat between the parents, and suddenly said: "Mom, I saw someone write a novel about your idea on the Internet!"

The couple were very surprised: "Huh?"

"It's an online writer named 'Lin Hai Ting Tao', who wrote a novel, and the main character is Dad." Qin Qi took advantage of the relatively calm stage of the live broadcast game, and introduced it eloquently to his parents. "Write Dad woke up on the second day after retiring to find himself possessed by a young player with the same name as Anton Shining Star, and became teammates with Brother Hu, Brother Huan, Brother Wang, and Brother Xiaoyu...with twenty Year-old body, but with the rich experience of a veteran, starting from scratch with Anton Shining Star's reserve team... Now it has been updated to Dad, you are selected for the national team for the first time... The writing is very good, and many people are chasing after it renew……"

Qin Lin and his wife Wang Yuan were dumbfounded.

He couldn't help asking: "After I retired, I became a young man? What about myself? I mean, am I not a coach? What should I do if I meet me in Shining Star?"

The son spread his hands: "Da Lin said, you have traveled to a parallel time and space. Except for you, everything in that time and space is the same as ours here, but there is no player named Qin Lin at all. It means that you use this method. Make up for your regret, so that you can participate in the World Cup with Brother Hu and Brother Huan..."

Qin Lin thought about it, and found this setting to be a bit... attractive.

He was about to ask his son what the name of the book was, when he heard his wife's voice next to him with a tinge of chill: "I said why did your unit test scores drop recently... It turns out that you haven't studied hard all day, just read it." Those messy novels are gone!"

Qin Qi also came back to his senses, and he quickly waved his hands: "No, Mom...you listen to my explanation! I didn't read it, I just listened to my classmates. They all know that my father is Qin Lin...introduce me I read this book. How can I have time to read... I don't like reading novels..."

"Didn't read the novel? Then why did your grades drop?" Wang Yuan stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze, "Could it be...puppy love?"

Qin Qi was shocked: "Mom, what are you talking about!"

Qin Lin coughed: "Okay, okay, continue watching the game!"

When he said this, it's not easy for a mother to trouble her son, so she just gave him a hard look.

Qin Qi narrowly escaped death, took a deep breath in his heart, sat quietly on the chair to watch the game, and never said a word again, for fear of drawing his mother's hatred again.

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The episode that took place in the living room of a small villa in the distant Jincheng has nothing to do with the ongoing competition in the Capital Workers' Stadium.

After leading by two goals, the Chinese team continued to attack.

Uzbekistan, already two goals behind, is caught in a dilemma:

Either continue to shrink the defense, hoping to end the score at 2:0, so that although Uzbekistan loses the game and concedes two goals, it can avoid conceding more goals. After all, it is now obvious that the momentum of the Chinese team has picked up. Uzbekistan, which has lost two goals, is not completely hopeless at home, but if it loses three goals, the game can end early.

Either fight hard, attack out, and strive to score a goal. In this way, not only can valuable away goals be harvested, but also the difference between the two sides can be reduced to one goal. In the second round, Uzbekistan, who returned to the home court, will be able to gain more space to play.

Both options have pros and cons.

The head coach Rasulov must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise, as time goes by, the Uzbekistan players will fall into confusion on the field, not knowing what to do.

That's when it's most dangerous.

In the end, Rasulov made a choice-shrink the defense and try to keep a 0:2 and go home.

This is also because when he hesitated, the Chinese team's offensive became more and more fierce.

After taking the lead by two goals, the whole team played in form and confidence, and amidst the cheers of the Gongti fans, they played more and more vigorously.

Uzbekistan's defense is under tremendous pressure.

In this case, if you still attack, you might lose another away goal before you get it...

This time Uzbekistan has shrunk more thoroughly, which is basically equivalent to putting a bus in front of the door.

In the end, it was true that they kept the score until the end of the game.

"The game is over! The Chinese team defeated Uzbekistan 2:0 in the first round of the playoffs! A good start!"

He Feng tried his best to raise the volume amidst the cheers of the audience and said loudly:

"In the process of competing for the play-offs with Paraguay, we currently have the upper hand. But this is a two-round match after all. We can't draw a conclusion from this match alone. I hope that the Chinese team's Boys, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, don’t be proud, and don’t relax, keep working hard! It’s half a 90-mile journey, don’t think about how far you are from the World Cup, and take every step as the first step!”

"On October 14, five days later, see you in Tashkent!"