Fox in the Penalty Area

"The game has entered stoppage time, the Brazilian team pressed the whole line and tried to score another goal to win the game...but they made a wrong pass! The Chinese team stopped the ball in the midfield and Xia Xiaoyu directly launched a long pass. Counterattack! I found Chen Xingyi accurately! Chen Xingyi took the ball forward, and there were almost no Brazilian players in front! Because they all came out, now only one central defender and one goalkeeper are still behind! The Chinese team's Opportunity! The Chinese team has a chance...to beat Brazil!!!”

There were deafening cheers and boos over Pasadena Stadium.

Cheers came from Chinese fans.

The boos came from Brazilian fans.

Hu Lai panted and ran forward, but his speed was still far behind Chen Xingyi.

He looked at the back of the Yiqi Juechen in front of him and cursed in his heart:

Dry! Little Xingxing, wait, I'm going to die!

Dry! Why can you run so fast even at this time? Do you have a hang too? !

Chen Xingyi did not stop to wait for Hu Lai, but made a deft change of direction when facing the Brazilian central defender Amorim, just like that, knocking Amorim to the ground!

The cheers of the Chinese fans in the stands grew louder.

No... It's not just a little bigger, it's almost a storm!

"Chen Xingyi! Chen Xingyi has gone in! Single sword!!"

Hearing He Feng's roar, Hu Laicai ran past Amorim who was knocked down, but Chen Xingyi was already waving his foot in the penalty area to shoot!

Most players will involuntarily slow down when they see this scene, after all, offense has nothing to do with them.

But Hu Lai is not an ordinary player. Instead, when Chen Xingyi shot, he gritted his teeth, squeezed out the last bit of his physical energy, and accelerated towards the goal!

The goalkeeper Lemos fell sideways to throw the ball, but failed to touch the football!

The ball flew around him towards the goal behind...

Then slammed his head against the doorpost!

"Oops! Goalposts!!"

Just when He Feng felt sorry for Chen Xingyi,

But Hu Lai suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision like a ghost!

I saw him lift his foot and shoot against the bouncing football!

Without a trace of suspense, the football flew into the goal of the Brazilian team!

"Hu Lai!! Hu Lai!! Beautiful Hu Lai!! Lore! This is a lore in the absolute sense! The Chinese team defeated Brazil 4:3 and advanced to the knockout round!! It is simply amazing!! Great performance—— Ahh!! Hu Lai! His fourth goal of the game..."

He Feng was so excited that his crazy voice stopped abruptly, and then the whole world began to shake.

Hu Lai thought there was another earthquake in Los Angeles... At this moment, he opened his eyes and found himself sitting on the seat of the plane, still wearing a seat belt.

Before Hu Lai came back to his senses, the plane shook again.

It turned out...was it a dream? I said why I was able to hear the voice of the commentator during the game just now...

When Hu Lai felt lost, he heard Chen Xingyi's exclamation from behind: "Ah!"

"Little Xingxing, you're good, you just encounter the air currents, don't be as virtuous as that Pu Guixian!" Brother Huan then complained.

"Fuck..." Chen Xingyi's voice came out, "What airflow? I just had a nightmare!"

"Nightmare? What nightmare?"

"I dreamed that I had a chance to beat the Brazilian team, but I hit the football on the goal post..." Chen Xingyi said. "In the end, I was just regretting that I was shaken awake..."

When Hu Lai in front heard this, he turned his head and said to Chen Xingyi: "It's a coincidence, little Xingxing. I also had a dream just now. I dreamed that I hit your football on the goal post and shot it again." Scored the goal, we beat Brazil and reached the round of 16! Hey, what do you think is a coincidence?"

Chen Xingyi was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses, but the teammates around him burst out laughing.

"Master Hu Lai!" Chen Xingyi, who was wearing a seat belt, couldn't easily jump on Hu Lai, strangled his neck, and could only raise his middle finger to him.

"Why did I lie to you, I really had such a dream!" Hu Lai said very sincerely.

Everyone laughed more happily.

Seeing that everyone obviously didn't believe it, Hu Lai sighed: "You guys! Why is it that no one believes you when you tell the truth!"

Everyone ignored him and continued to laugh. Some people teased Chen Xingyi: "Chen Xingyi, you and Hu Lai can dream of going together in your dreams. You really have a good understanding!"

Chen Xingyi raised his middle finger and shot around.

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Hearing the laughter from the cabin in front, Yao Huasheng just glanced back, then turned back with a smile.

They have finished their World Cup journey and are returning to the Chinese capital from Los Angeles by plane.

"Oh...although two days have passed, it still feels... like a dream!" Mao Jun, the vice-captain of the team sitting next to Yao Huasheng, sighed with laughter.

"Still touched after waking up?" Yao Huasheng continued.

Mao Junzheng was stunned for a moment: "What a rotten joke!"

Yao Huasheng also laughed.

Amid the laughter, Mao Junzheng asked him: "I'm serious, Lao Yao. Don't you feel this way? It's an unreal feeling. I'm afraid that I will wake up and find that it is really just a dream. That's all..."

Yao Huasheng did not put away the smile on his face. He smiled and asked Mao Junzheng: "How is it possible? How could it be considered a dream? I can still recall every detail of our three games in the World Cup. One. Remember so clearly, how could it be a dream? The dreams you have had, can you still remember every detail of the dream? "

Mao Junzheng shook his head: "I don't remember..."

"So, how can it be a dream to be remembered so clearly?" Yao Huasheng shook his head and smiled, "I still remember the scene when Hu Lai scored our first goal in the World Cup... I was in the backcourt at the time , Seeing him shoot from behind, I was still thinking that Hu Lai is probably crazy? Why is he shooting so far away? But then I saw the football that was originally attached to the turf suddenly rise and hit the crossbar The lower edge bounced into the goal...Let me tell you, my hairs were all up! It's not an exaggeration, that's the feeling, only "fuck me" in my mind...

"Actually, before I came to the World Cup this time, I also thought about many situations that we might encounter in the World Cup. I also imagined how I would feel when we scored goals in the World Cup... But after much deliberation, there was nothing. Thinking about the end when the goal actually came, my real reaction was goosebumps and a tingling scalp..."

Speaking of this, Yao Huasheng smiled: "I probably won't be able to participate in the next World Cup, so I have to keep what happened in this World Cup firmly in my mind."

"Are you going to quit the national team?" Mao Junzheng felt that the taste was not right, so he asked quickly.

"Of course not. At least not now. Those of us old guys who have finally participated in the World Cup have some experience in the World Cup. What's the point of retiring? Can't bring any more young people?" Yao Huasheng explained.

"Oh, but I heard that Director Shi will not coach us anymore..." Mao Jun was lowering his voice.

Hearing that Yao Huasheng was silent for a while, he said: "No matter who will be our head coach, we old guys have to keep the team stable, let alone lose the chain at this time."

Mao Junzheng still sighed: "I think Director Shi is very good, and he has developed a tacit understanding with the team. Why did he quit? I know that the contract he signed with the Football Association was to finish the World Cup. But with such good results in the World Cup, the contract should be renewed, right?"

"It's okay for Director Shi to retreat bravely, right? Don't guess, let's do our own thing well, so don't express your opinions to the outside world..."

"I know, I just... feel sorry."

The voices of the two gradually decreased.

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"Old Li, how is your dishwasher?"

"It's useless."

"Ah? Useless?" Shi Wuzhen was surprised, "Isn't it useful?"

"My wife can't use it, she always thinks it's not clean..."

"That can't be done! I've read a lot of reviews, and they all say that the dishwasher uses less water than washing dishes by hand, and it's still clean..." Shi Wuyin suddenly paused when he said this, and then he looked at Li Zhifei and smiled. Get up, "I understand. Why is the dishwasher not clean? It's because my sister-in-law misses you, ha!"

Li Zhifei was a little embarrassed: "It's really been a long time since I came out this time..."

Shi Wuyin smiled and said: "Don't worry, Lao Li. This time is over, and it will never be like this again. You can really stay at home until your sister-in-law bothers you."

"But I'm a bit reluctant. They..." Li Zhifei looked back at the cabin where laughter kept changing. "What a bunch of lads they are!"

"There is no feast that lasts forever. Our historical mission is completed, we should retreat quickly, and don't occupy the latrine without shitting."

"Tsk, what you said... I understand, you have to retreat bravely, so that you don't get bad results when you lead the team, and you are scolded bloody, and wipe out all the good feelings accumulated in the World Cup, hey!"

"That's almost what it means, ha!"

"Are you really not reluctant? Didn't you think about changing your mind?"

Shi Wuzhen smiled and shook his head: "There must be, but every time I tell myself: 'Who are you, Shi Wuzhen, do you really think that Chinese football is over if you don't have you? Get out! Thinking of your kindness, instead of scolding you for not being safe at the end of the festival!'..."

Hearing what Shi Wuyin said, Li Zhifei was speechless, because he found that this kind of situation really had a very high probability of happening. Don't look at the Chinese team's performance in the World Cup now, many fans shouted on the Internet such words as "I don't give advice in this life".

But if they continue to teach and lead the Chinese team to not achieve satisfactory results, such as being eliminated in the Asian Cup group stage, or failing to qualify for the World Cup... Did you see when someone scolded them, I'm afraid they would scold them even more...

So in fact, after leading the team to play the World Cup, resigning quickly after achieving good results, and leaving everyone with a perfect back is the right choice.

"...Besides, Lao Li, I'm tired too...I just want to lie flat under the big tree and sleep in the shade."

As he said that, Shi Wuyin really put the back of the chair down, lay on it, and closed his eyes.

Li Zhifei looked at Shi Wuyin, who was already full of gray hair, and then remembered that the man in front of him was actually only forty-three years old, seventeen years younger than himself, and he was a veritable "Young Marshal".

But he has been tortured prematurely by the heavy pressure of the job of the head coach of the Chinese team.

He recalled the years when they were partners together, from the National Youth Team to the National Olympic Team, and then to the National Team.

I was nervous before the first game of the Olympics, and I was still nervous before the first game of the World Cup.

He obviously has no idea in his heart, but he still pretends to be full of confidence in front of the players.

Maybe I have already conceded defeat in my heart, but after seeing Hu Lai score a goal, the excitement of escaping from death...

Thinking of this, Li Zhifei still felt a little palpitated, as if he had relived his trip to the World Cup.

For Chinese fans, this is an extremely beautiful summer.

The same is true for him and Shi Wuyin.

It's just that the price behind the beauty is a bit high, and my heart can't stand it...

I'm really tired, so let's take a good rest.

He didn't bother Shi Wuyin any more, and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes.

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I don't know how long it has passed, the captain's announcement sounded in the cabin:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our plane will arrive at the Capital International Airport in fifty minutes. On behalf of all crew members, I would like to welcome all the players, coaches and staff of the Chinese National Men's Football Team home! Thank you The wonderful game dedicated to us in the World Cup! I hope we can meet in Spain and Portugal in four years, thank you! I wish you a safe journey and good health!"

There were cheers and applause in the cabin.

The players got up from their seats and looked down through the portholes.

Under the misty clouds, the sun slanted on the sea, dyeing the sea surface golden.

There are many small black dots dotted all over the surface of the golden sea, creating ripples.

Those are freighters on Bohai Bay.

After a long journey of thirteen hours, they finally arrived at this land.

Fifteen days ago, they left China in anticipation, and went to a grand appointment with everyone's eager anticipation.

Fifteen days later, they returned to China with three draws and six goals.

The hustle and bustle of the expedition seemed to be right in front of them, but they had already returned.

Half a month is a long time, but also very short.

Now, looking at the golden sea below and the faint land in the distance, everyone felt an unspeakable emotion in their hearts.

Four years later, I hope we can still take a plane like this, across mountains and seas, to go to another grand appointment...

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PS, these days are single updates, until the fourth volume is updated, thank you for your understanding and cooperation.

In addition, the Copa America final kicks off at this time. I feel that Argentina should be able to win the championship this time. Messi is much more mature than before, more like a captain. Under his leadership, it should be Argentina's turn to win the championship this time anyway!

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