Fox in the Penalty Area

"Xiao Shi..."

When the players of the Chinese team left the conference room and returned to their respective rooms to rest, the team leader Hong Renjie also knocked on the door of Shi Wuyin's room, hesitating to speak.

"Old Hong, just say what you want, do we still need to be so polite?" Shi Wuyin laughed.

"Actually, it's nothing... just I was thinking, is the method proposed by the coaching staff to allow the players to watch the game together to learn? After everyone watched the game between the South Korean team and the US team this time, I felt a little I lost my mind..." Hong Renjie expressed his thoughts.

Because of Shi Wuyin's series of contributions to Chinese football, and because of the personal relationship between the two, Hong Renjie spoke very euphemistically.

Use words like "under discussion" instead of "nonsense".

It can be said to be very polite.

"They seemed to be more nervous after watching that game. You know, after Gao Chen and Jiang Wanqing finished the game, the atmosphere in the team was already tense, but now it's completely fueling the fire... Otherwise, it's cancelled. Is this the arrangement? Don’t watch the live broadcast of the game in the future..."

Shi Wuzhen smiled wryly and shook his head: "Old Hong, canceling this event is not the same as telling the players that we know they have been hit and frightened, so we simply cover their eyes and ears to prevent them from being frightened again." …What do you think the players will think then? Will they be less nervous? Will they feel slighted and more frustrated and less confident?”

"Uh..." Hong Renjie also felt that it was inappropriate to do so.

"This is how I see it, Lao Hong. If you are nervous, you will definitely be nervous. After all, this is our first World Cup. Do you think the Korean team is also very nervous today? Or they can lose a goal at the beginning? So whether you show our players the game or not, they will still be nervous... Besides, if you don’t gather them to watch the game, don’t they watch it in private? It’s not the same as knowing the information. So We should still be nervous, no matter what we do, we can’t change it.” Shi Wuyin said, “Nervousness is not necessarily a bad thing, or if it cannot be avoided, then don’t take it as trouble.”

After listening to Shi Wuyin's explanation, Hong Renjie remained silent, but at least he didn't object anymore.

Shi Wuyin continued: "And this is the first game after all. Watch a few more games, maybe you won't be nervous? I feel a pity now. We were divided into Group B. Tomorrow is our game against Algeria." So before tomorrow's game, we can only watch this game..."

"You say so,

Have we seen less? "Hong Renjie was amused by Shi Wuyin's words.

He actually felt that what Shi Wuji said made sense, at least he was convinced. I just took this opportunity of joking to give everyone a step down, let's say haha, this matter is over.

Unexpectedly, Shi Wuzhen didn't answer him, but frowned and fell silent suddenly. After thinking like this for a while, he said to Hong Renjie: "Old Hong, you are right about one thing. I shouldn't let them watch it before the first World Cup match, because there are no other matches in between... only this match, And there is no way to resolve their tension... If you watch other teams' games after the first game, the tension will probably be relieved a lot..."

Hong Renjie didn't expect Shi Wuyin to reflect on himself suddenly.

Shi Wuyin shook his head and sighed to himself: "Miscalculation, miscalculation... Sigh! But this is the only way to go!"

"Are you okay, Xiao Shi?" Hong Renjie asked with concern.

Shi Wuyin came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "Fortunately, Lao Hong. I didn't think carefully this time."

Hong Renjie quickly waved his hand: "No, no... I just said that casually. You are right, no matter whether we do this thing or not, we will still be nervous when we should be nervous. After all, this is the first World Cup in our history , it would be weird if you weren't nervous..."

He spoke for Shi Wuji again.

Shi Wuyin just shook his head: "You're right, Lao Hong. It's no wonder I'm not nervous... I'm nervous too. I think too much, arrange too much, and the result is... self-defeating."

Hearing what Shi Wuyin said, Hong Renjie was a little dumbfounded: Are you really thinking about it here?

He thought that Shi Wuyin was just talking about the situation, to show his humility...

So he could only pat Shi Wuyin and persuade him: "You don't have to blame yourself, all of us have no experience. The first trip to the World Cup was originally a process of discovering and solving problems..."

After coming out of Shi Wuyin's room, Hong Renjie looked back at the closed door, still thinking about the conversation he had with Shi Wuyin just now.

Shi Wuyin, who performed well in the top twelve, even made a mistake.

It can only be said that it is worthy of the World Cup!

Just when Hong Renjie was about to leave, the door behind him suddenly opened again, and Shi Wuyin poked his head out from inside: "Old Hong, don't ask the players to get up on time tomorrow morning, just let them sleep until they wake up naturally." .”

"Ah?" Hong Renjie was a little surprised by this. "why?"

"It suddenly occurred to me just now that some people may not sleep well tonight."

Hong Renjie also understood: "That's right."

"So let them sleep a little longer so that they don't lose energy during the game."

"Okay." Hong Renjie nodded in agreement. Shi Wuyin's suggestion is not in line with the regulations, but it is in line with reality.

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The 2026 U.S.-Canada World Cup officially kicked off with the U.S. team beating South Korea 2-0.

Many fans in China gloated over the failure of the South Korean team, but in Atlanta, the players of the Chinese team will inevitably toss and turn a little bit this night.

It is not the first time that they know the strength gap between Asian football and world football.

But the United States is not considered the world's top team, but Asia's top team South Korea is still beaten without any power to fight back.

Besides, the Chinese players didn’t have any empathy in the past. After all, the South Korean team was beaten into dogs in the World Cup, and it has nothing to do with them, because even those teams have no chance to beat the Chinese team into dogs...

It's different today. Thinking of my appearance in the World Cup tomorrow, my own nervousness coupled with the impact of this game, the eve of the first match of the World Cup felt more tormented.

"Hu Lai?" Wang Guangwei's voice suddenly sounded in the dark room.

No one answered him.

"Asleep?" Wang Guangwei muttered.

"I'll fall asleep if you don't call me." Hu Lai's voice sounded from the next bed.

"I'm sorry... Oh no, you can still fall asleep?"

"Otherwise, open your eyes until dawn?"

"I can't sleep. As soon as I close my eyes, it's the game between the Korean team and the US team, and our game tomorrow..."

"Old Wang, are you nervous or excited?"

Wang Guangwei thought for a while before he said, "It's all there, both nervous and excited..."

"Hey!" Hu Lai said with a smile, "I didn't expect you, old Wang, to have big eyebrows and big eyes!"

"Fuck, Hu Lai! What's wrong with me? Isn't it normal to be nervous and excited?"

"It's nothing, just thinking about when you were in high school, you felt like an overage player, more mature than ordinary high school students. So I think you seem to be more mature than us..."

"High school?" Wang Guangwei suddenly thought of his style in high school. He specially used hairspray to take care of his hairstyle, and carefully created and maintained a "hairstyle will not be messy" character... He laughed dumbfounded: "Where are you mature?" ? It's clearly childish."

Hu Lai sighed faintly: "Oh, I'm really emotional. When we played against each other in high school, we didn't expect that one day we would be able to participate in the World Cup together...Have you ever thought about the World Cup, Lao Wang?"

"Thinking about it is thinking about it, but it's just thinking about it."

"I used to be too."

Before hanging up, Hu Lai silently added something in his heart.

"Are you nervous, Hu Lai?"

"Nervous, of course nervous. I'm not an emotional machine, how can I not be nervous?"

Wang Guangwei got up from the bed suddenly when he heard the words, and turned to look at the bed where Hu Lai was: "Really?"

Hu Lai turned over: "Why do I rely on you to sit up?"

"I just want to see if you're telling the truth or lying to me."

"What's the point of being nervous if I lie to you? If I say I'm not nervous, you think it's normal for me to lie to you..." Hu Lai didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm really nervous."

"You're also nervous, which is really surprising..." Wang Guangwei muttered and lay down again, making a rustling sound. "I never saw you nervous during the Olympics..."

"Didn't you stay up so sleepless on the eve of the Olympics and chat with me?"

Wang Guangwei was silent for a while, because he recalled that at the beginning, it was also the eve of the first match, and he slept well at the Olympic Games. Although I was a little excited and nervous, I fell asleep smoothly after changing the position on the bed a few times.

Unlike today, as long as you close your eyes, your mind will be filled with images of the match between the Korean team and the US team, and then you can't help but substitute these images into tomorrow's game... and then you can't fall asleep no matter what.

He sighed: "I suddenly remembered that before the first game of the Olympic Games, Director Shi also asked us to gather together to watch the football, but not the games of other teams, but the women's football games. I don't know if it was because of that time The women's football team won the game, which gave us psychological hints and confidence, so I was not very nervous before the game against Nigeria. But this time I watched the Korean team lose..."

"That's why they are so weird!" Hu Lai scolded.

Wang Guangwei was amused.

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Xia Xiaoyu changed several positions repeatedly but failed to fall asleep, he finally couldn't help opening his eyes, and then called softly: "Zhou Zijing?"

No one answered him.

"Zhou Zijing, are you asleep?" Xia Xiaoyu asked again in a low voice.

This time there was snoring from the next bed.

Hearing the snoring, Xia Xiaoyu sighed softly.

Everyone is participating in the World Cup for the first time, why can Zhou Zijing be able to sleep? But he was so nervous that he tossed and turned?

Sure enough, he is still too inferior, right?

He thought of Brother Hu again, that person who was born for big occasions, must have already fallen asleep by now... He felt more and more that he was still far away...

Zhou Zijing wanted to turn over, but he didn't want Xia Xiaoyu to find out that he was not asleep, so he could only maintain the current position.

But just lying on the bed motionless for a long time is uncomfortable... After all, it is actually very tiring to deliberately pretend to be asleep.

In the end, Zhou Zijing couldn't take it anymore, so he could only cover up his snoring, turn his body over a little bit, and use his snoring to cover up the movement made by his turning body angle and rubbing against the quilt and sheet.

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"Captain Yao..." Lin Zhiyuan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, and murmured.

After about two seconds, Yao Huasheng's voice sounded from the next bed: "Are you still asleep, kid?"

"Sleep how to do?"

"Sleep if you can't sleep!" Yao Huasheng said seriously, "Nine times out of ten, you will start tomorrow. If you don't rest well, how will you play tomorrow? You are our last line of defense. Don't lose the chain this time!"

After sternly reprimanding Lin Zhiyuan, Yao Huasheng seemed to feel that he was too harsh again, so he changed his tone and softened a little: "Close your eyes and force yourself to sleep."

After speaking, he turned over and pulled the quilt up to cover his head, forcing himself to fall asleep.

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"Sleeping, Old Wang." Hu Lai said.

"Well, I'm asleep." When Wang Guangwei responded to him, he had already changed his posture, from facing him to turning his back to him.

The room became quiet again, and after an unknown amount of time, there was the sound of gentle and steady breathing.

It was late at night, and the nervous and excited players of the Chinese team finally fell asleep one after another.

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Li Qingqing was lying on her side on the bed, with her mobile phone in her hand, setting the alarm clock.

She initially set it to 3:50 am tomorrow, but after thinking about it, she changed it to 3:40 am tomorrow.

Get up 20 minutes in advance, change your clothes, wash your face, and then go to Hu Lai's house to watch the game. There is a little more time.

After setting the alarm clock, she lay down again.

Dad knocked on the door: "What are you doing?"

"Just fell asleep." Li Qingqing replied through the door.

"Sleep so early?"

"I want to watch the Chinese team play."

"Ok……"

"Dad, go to bed early too! Good night!"

After Li Qingqing finished speaking, she pulled up the quilt to cover her body, and closed her eyes.

The sound of father's footsteps gradually walking away could be heard outside the door, and the living room lights coming through the crack of the door were also extinguished.

The sound of children playing in the community came from outside the window. I don't know who is treating guests, and the sound of drinking and punching can be faintly heard...

Li Qingqing suddenly found that she couldn't sleep.

It was the same, when did she go to bed at 8:30 in the evening before...

In order to have the energy to watch the game at four o'clock tomorrow morning, she went to bed early today, but sadly found that she couldn't fall asleep...

She turned over again, picked up the phone again, and looked at the homepage. There was also an Atlanta time that she specially set next to Jincheng's local time.

It was also half past eight, but it was half past eight in the morning.

I don't know how Hu Lai was doing yesterday, did he wake up already...

Li Qingqing thought about it in her heart, hesitated for a while, and sent a message: "Are you up yet?"

Then she waited with her mobile phone.

One minute passed, three minutes passed, and ten minutes passed.

no reply.

So Li Qingqing was sure that Hu Lai hadn't gotten up yet.

If you haven't woken up at this time... Did you go to bed late last night?

Why do you go to bed late?

nervous?

Ok……

Although Li Qingqing felt a little surprised that Hu Lai would also be nervous, she soon realized that nervousness is also normal. After all, this is the first World Cup game in the history of Chinese men's football.

Hu Lai is also human...

She tapped her head, feeling so stupid.

Since Hu Lai didn't call her back, she put down her phone, lay flat on the bed again, closed her eyes again, and tried her best to fall asleep early.

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Chu Yifan pushed open the door of the box, and saw Yan Yan holding the microphone, singing in falsetto with his throat squeezed: "...she has a cloud window, just waiting for someone to share it..."

He couldn't help laughing: "My good guys, are you guys planning to stay up all night instead of going to bed?"

As soon as Yan Yan turned around and saw Team Chu, he said into the microphone: "You're still sleeping, get up! Team Chu!"

"Are you not going to work tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow the company will be on holiday for half a day, and the boss knows that he will definitely stay up late to watch the football." Yan Yan said.

Others were also chattering: "Our company just took a day off, and the boss probably knows that even if we are allowed to go, he won't be in the mood to go to work..."

"So is our company!"

"If anyone doesn't take a holiday now, they will probably be scolded on the Internet..."

"So just sing until one o'clock and start watching the game, and then go home and sleep after watching the Chinese team game!" Yan Yan followed the music, stretched out his hand to Chu Yifan, tied a flower, and sang sharply: "Come on—— Have fun! Anyway, there is a lot of time—” (Note 1)

Everyone in the box burst into laughter.

Amidst the roar of laughter, Chu Yifan picked up a bottle of beer from the coffee table, then walked to the karaoke stand, and began to order songs for himself.

On the dance floor in the box behind him, someone was twisting their buttocks to accompany Yan Yan.

The funny dance poses caused everyone to laugh from time to time, but both the singers and the dancers acted like no one else and were very devoted.

On the night before the first match of the Chinese team's World Cup, some people couldn't sleep, and some people didn't want to sleep.

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Note 1: The song is from "Itch" by Huang Ling

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