Fox in the Penalty Area

Li Qingqing opened the door of her house, and before she raised her hand to knock on the door next door, she heard the sound of the TV coming from the door.

The sound is very loud, and with the 7.1-channel stereo, it gives Li Qingqing the feeling that this door is not an ordinary security door, but an "any door". When it was opened, it led not to Hu Lai's house, but to the Pasadena Stadium in Los Angeles.

She was worried that Aunt Xie would not be able to hear her light knock on the door, but just as she was about to knock hard on the door, she saw a crack in the door—the door was not closed!

Aunt Xie is so thoughtful!

Li Qingqing admired Hu Lai's mother's delicate thoughts in her heart, then opened the door and jumped in, and at the same time said loudly: "Good morning, uncle and aunt!"

Hu Lixin, who was helping to clean up the dishes in the restaurant, saw Li Qingqing and laughed, "Good morning, Qingqing."

He only spoke half of what he said, and the remaining half was drowned out by the voice from the TV...

So he looked at the kitchen helplessly: "Why are you turning up the TV so loudly? You can't even hear normal speech!"

"What do you know!" Xie Lan's voice floated from the kitchen, "This is a 'signal' for Qingqing. This way she will know that we are up when she hears the voice, so as not to get up early tomorrow like the first game , but did not knock on our door!"

"Everyone's Qingqing is here! I'm going to turn down the sound...everything I say will be yelling!" Hu Lixin said, putting down the bowls and chopsticks, wiping his hands on his waist, and walked to the coffee table .

Xie Lan heard her husband say that Li Qingqing was here, so she didn't bother to wash the dishes, so she ran out of the kitchen and saw Li Qingqing standing at the door, looking inside.

Seeing her like this, Xie Lan smiled happily, and quickly waved to her: "Oh, Qingqing is here!"

Seeing Xie Lan, Li Qingqing greeted again: "Good morning, Auntie Xie!"

Hu Lixin walked to the coffee table and picked up the remote control, squinted his eyes to find the volume button, pressed it, the sound on the TV was much quieter, and Xie Lan's greeting became much clearer:

"Okay, good morning...Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate at home." Li Qingqing replied with a smile.

"Ah, I'm sorry. You and your dad came over to eat together. The buns we ate this morning, you thanked Auntie who just wrapped them up last night, big buns stuffed with beef vermicelli,

There is also sweet potato porridge, which is very sweet! "Speaking of which, Xie Lan thought of something, hurriedly walked back to the kitchen, pulled out the fresh-keeping bag, and said as he walked: "By the way, you guys take some back after watching the ball, it's delicious, really!" Hu Lai used to like eating the buns made by me the most..."

"No thanks, Auntie..."

But Xie Lan glared at her: "Why are you being so polite to you, Auntie Xie! I'll pack four for you...it's so big that one will fill you up!"

As she spoke, she opened the refrigerator door, took out four large buns, and put them in fresh-keeping bags. Put the bag in the refrigerator together: "Take it away after watching the game in a while. I know that professional players are particular about what they eat, but it's impossible for you to eat these things when you go to France. Just go back to China and eat a little, it's not a problem..."

Li Qingqing looked at the steamed stuffed bun that was as big as a sand bowl, no longer refused, and nodded: "Then thank you, Auntie."

"Hey—one family doesn't speak two languages!"

Seeing that Li Qingqing accepted, Xie Lan was very happy.

"Where's your father?" she asked again.

"He's still washing the dishes."

"Okay. Then watch TV by yourself first, and Auntie has to clean up..." Xie Lan waved, turned and went into the kitchen.

Hu Lixin also came back from the living room, put away the cutlery on the table and carried it into the kitchen: "Qingqing, order whatever you want."

Li Qingqing nodded, and sat on the sofa alone, watching TV.

The TV screen is an aerial shot of the Pasadena Stadium in Los Angeles. From the air, the Pasadena Stadium without any roof looks like the hooves of a giant horse on the ground. Four-fifths of the place is surrounded by stands, and only one-fifth of it is a "gap"-it is a ten-story building. The news hall and VIP boxes of the stadium are all inside, and the top of the building is a big screen and billboards.

This special overhead view is the most famous symbol of the Pasadena Stadium in Los Angeles. Because it looks like a horseshoe, it is also known as the "Horseshoe Bowl". It is a famous football venue in the United States.

In this World Cup, the "Horseshoe Bowl" took the lead in debuting as the venue for the opening game of the World Cup.

The entire stadium stand appeared unobstructed under the cover of the evening sunset, which left a very deep impression on people.

Because this stadium has no stands at all, the game at one o'clock in the afternoon is a test for the fans and spectators watching the game here.

Fortunately, the match between the Chinese team and the Brazilian team was at five o'clock in the afternoon. Although the sky was bright at this time, the sun was slanting to the west, and there was no direct light on the stadium and stands. Both the players and the fans will feel much better.

Looking down from the air now, the stands of the stadium are all red. I don’t know if it is filled with Chinese fans, or because the seats in the stands in Pasadena are originally red...

Then the screen changed to an empty locker room.

It is the locker room of the Chinese team.

The first thing that catches the eye is a neatly folded red jersey.

The yellow number and name on the back of the jersey face up:

14

HU

It is the jersey of Hu Lai, the number one star of the Chinese team!

At the same time, a voice-over sounded on the TV: "The Chinese team's bus has left the hotel where we stayed and is heading towards the Pasadena stadium... Today's Pasadena stadium is full of seats, most of them are Chinese fans... Everyone What you see now is the inside of the locker room of the Chinese team. The jerseys of all participating players have been folded and placed on their corresponding seats. After a while, the players of the Chinese team will change their clothes here to welcome them to the World Cup The strongest opponent in the world..."

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"I won't talk too much." Shi Wuyin stood in the locker room and said to the international players who had changed their jerseys and were about to play. "I've said all I need to say about tactics... I'll just say one thing: This is our last group match, so don't play with pressure and baggage. No matter what the final result is, it doesn't matter, as long as you can win in this match." Just give the best of yourself and that's enough. So...enjoy football, enjoy the World Cup, lads!"

That's all he really said, and he backed off after he finished speaking.

The team leader Hong Renjie then stood up: "I just want to say one thing: You have played a style game and a level in this World Cup! You have proved that we Chinese... can also play football well!"

Everyone cheered and applauded in the locker room.

Amid the applause, assistant coach Li Zhifei yelled: "Play now!"

The locker room door was opened, and everyone filed out and walked towards the exit of the passage.

When they were at the last intersection, they met the Brazilian players coming from the opposite direction.

The two sides looked at each other.

To the surprise of the Brazilian players, the expressions on the faces of the Chinese team players were very relaxed when they saw them, and they were even faintly...excited.

This reminded them of what the head coach Marcos Herner told them in the locker room just now: "I repeat: there is not only one Hu in the Chinese team! They are a whole! Bad luck remembers this! I'm not trying to scare you!"

When the head coach said this, some individual players didn't take it seriously.

But after seeing the expressions of the players of the Chinese team, many of them were stunned—to be able to have such an expression is not at all like a rookie who participated in the World Cup for the first time!

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Kabanka and Lemos walked towards the most eye-catching figure in the Chinese team.

"Hu!"

After the two of them walked up to Hu Lai, they greeted him.

Hu Lai, who was talking to his teammates, turned around and saw two people, so he laughed and cut directly into English: "Ha! This is the first time I met an acquaintance in the league at the World Cup!"

The previous Algeria and Russia teams had no players in the Premier League, so Kabanka, who played in Manchester Athletic, and Lemos, who played in the Stan Park Rangers, naturally became the two people Hu Lai is most familiar with. .

Remos shrugged: "I'm not here to catch up with you, Huh. I won't let you score in this game!"

Hearing this, Hu Lai pulled Chen Xingyi who was standing next to him, and patted the latter's shoulder vigorously: "You are mistaken, Remos. Our Chinese team's main attacker in this game is him. We The head coach knows that you guys will definitely mark me strictly, so I played soy sauce in this game-it means watching a show-he is our main scorer!"

Chen Xingyi, who was pulled over, was at a loss, but he still understood Hu Lai's English. He was about to retort when he saw Hu Lai winking at him, and quickly acted proudly. That meaning seemed to say, "That's right, two big brothers, I am the ace of the Chinese team! That scum of Hu Lai is only worthy of my applause!"

But Kabanka smiled: "Stop joking, Hu. I know you're talking nonsense, do you think such a low-level deception can make us fall for it?"

Hu Lai was shocked when he heard the words, and his face changed: "Who the hell said I was talking nonsense?! When did I ever lie? Don't you know that in China, they all call me an 'honest man'?"

After Hu Lai finished, Kabanka shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, Hu. For us, the opponent in this game is the entire Chinese team, not you alone. So whether it is you or your teammates, we We will do our best to…”

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Hu Lai asked, "How is your recovery, Kabangka?"

Kabanka didn't expect that Hu Lai would suddenly care about his injury. In the Premier League last season, he was absent for a long time due to injury, which caused Athletic Manchester to lose the chain in the league. In the end, he only finished third and missed the championship and runner-up competition early.

He thought that Hu Lai was playing a psychological battle with him, so he said, "I'm completely recovered from my injury. I feel that my physical condition is very good now, so don't take chances..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw Hu Lai on the opposite side smiling: "That's good."

"That's good?" Kabanka was a little surprised. Shouldn't they hope that their injuries will not heal quickly, so that they will not be able to perform at their best?

Seeing him surprised, Hu Lai explained with a smile: "Our head coach said that if you can't play against the strongest Brazil team in the last group match, then you have come to the World Cup in vain. So I heard that you are injured. It's over, I'm glad I can give it my all. We've come a long way, and we're not here to make green leaves for you."

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Players from both sides lined up in the channel, waiting for the referee team to lead them out.

The little caddy looked up at Kabanka excitedly, this is the world-famous Kendor Kabanka! A Brazilian genius as famous as Meli Banega!

In a short while, he will be led by this person to the court and appear in front of audiences all over the world.

Kabanka noticed the little caddy's eyes, and he lowered his head and smiled at him.

The greatly encouraged little caddy had a joyful expression on his face.

And Kabanka raised his head, the smile on his face disappeared, showing a pensive look.

He was still thinking about what Hu Lai said to him just now.

——We have traveled a long way, but we are not here to make green leaves for you.

He turned his attention to No. 14 of the Chinese team standing in the line.

Is he putting on airs, playing tricks, or...

In the TV broadcast, a telephoto lens was shot from the entrance of the players' tunnel, and the focus was on Kabanka's face.

In the camera, he stared at the blurry figure obliquely in front of him.

The broadcast camera switched focus, and the figure in front gradually became clear, and it was Hu Lai of the Chinese team who Kabanka was staring at.

He was unaware of the gaze from behind, and just looked forward, in the direction of the camera.

It is also the direction of the field.

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PS, sorry for keeping everyone waiting, the third update will start tomorrow!

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