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Madrid.

Li Zimo, who was chewing his nails fiercely, ejected from the sofa, punched his fist and shouted "Yeah~~". Feeling unsatisfied, he hit the military combination a few more times and shouted a few times.

After getting excited, he asked Vinicius, who was applauding gently: "If I put this ball in my hand, I can still score it. Do you believe it?"

Vinicius curled his lips: "Believe it, I believe it."

Li Zimo glared: "If you keep that fucking expression, I'll beat you up, believe it or not?"

‘Shua~’ immediately became serious, Vinicius nodded solemnly: “You can definitely enter, you must.”

Zimo angrily shouted: "Get out!"

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Barcelona.

After cheering for the goal, Liu Langdong looked at Mei Zixi's tears and said with emotion: "Xiao Xi is happy. These are called happy tears, right Brother Scar."

Scar Ribery was very unhappy: "I told you a long time ago that Ma Mian Pi calls me Uncle Scar."

Lang Dong shook his head: "It's impossible. I call the captain Brother Zhuo, so at most I can call you brother, uncle. It's impossible."

"Mala, you're not even 18, I'm 3 times that." Scar is good at math: "In a few years, you'll be 20, I'll be 40, you'll be 50, I'll be 100, I'll be your grandfather, but I can't scream Uncle?"

Langdong: "..."

"Are you shouting or not?"

"impossible."

"roll!"

"Get out of here, I'll tell Brother Zhuo to throw me out later."

"Come back." Scar's face changed instantly: "Eat before leaving."

"Okay, Brother Scar."

Li Zimo and Liu Langdong cheered for the Chinese team to score another goal and regain the score advantage under the dangerous mirror. Their happiness was sincere, but the sourness in their hearts was also real. It was naked jealousy of Mei Zixi and others.

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The moment the football bounced into the goal, Mei Xiaoxi burst into tears.

Crying and roaring, he ran towards the captain with his hands raised outside the penalty area, but was intercepted by Li Ju halfway. He directly lifted Mei Xiaoxi up and carried him on his shoulders.

There is no doubt that this is the most important goal for the Chinese team in this game. Teammates swarmed around and even the goalkeeper Mad Lei ran around and howled to celebrate.

Mei Xiaoxi burst into tears, and only then did Zhuo Yang realize how much pressure the child had been under. He himself has always been heartless on the court. He has cried and laughed, lost and won, but he has never experienced the hardship of great pressure.

Cry, the pressure will be released with tears, and this hurdle will be over.

But what does it mean that you Zeng Rourou wiped your eyes?

"Rourou, why are you making trouble and crying?"

"Captain, I...I just want to cry."

"Captain, you don't know." Pu Ren fiercely answered: "Rourou will cry every time she watches "Huan Zhuge Ge". She cries every time it is replayed. He doesn't want to see others shed tears."

Zhuoyang scratched his head: They are still some living treasures.

"Okay, just cooperate and cry for a while. Xiaoxi, just give it up, the game isn't over yet."

"promise!"

The Chinese team is comfortable, and the Iranians are naturally stupid.

The soap bubble between dream and reality burst so suddenly that the beaten-up Iranian F1 could not turn the hairpin turn.

Queiroz spread his hands on the sidelines, feeling at a loss for the first time in his coaching career. He is a coach who advocates defense. In his opinion, the defense did not make any mistakes in that ball just now, and in his football knowledge, if there are no mistakes, the ball should never be conceded.

But now it happened, and Queiroz was as hesitant as a salttail fish in a freshwater well.

There are five minutes left in the game, and the Iranians must go crazy in these last five minutes if they want to be worthy of 11 scores. Of course there is no need for the Chinese team to accompany them. We are all united and it only takes five minutes.

If you really want to defend with determination, nine people will be enough. What's more, Iran's ability to hit hard is only second-rate in Asia. They rank fifth among the five major powers.

He didn't say it, but he was really worried that the central defender would explode again, so Zhuoyang directly took over the defensive midfielder position, and even retreated to the defense line to play as a central defender.

In the 88th minute, Haisafi, who had no other options, once again chose to kick the ball from the right and hit the ball in the middle for good luck. But when Taremi saw Zhuoyang taking off, his interest in fighting disappeared.

The two were about the same height and weight, but Zhuoyang, who had taken the position in advance, jumped up and his waist was on Taremi's head. There was no comparison at all.

Moreover, Zhuoyang never simply makes a clearance. He shakes his head in the air and throws the football to Park Renmeng on the left, which is the position he was optimistic about before taking off.

The Iranians rushed to counterattack. At this time, the Chinese team's overall excellent passing and receiving skills were fully revealed. Under the opponent's collective attack, everyone's movements to protect and release the ball were just right.

This is also one of the benefits brought by regaining the lead. Everyone's mentality has stabilized and they have relaxed.

Mei Xiaoxi, whose tears had just been wiped away, received a pass from Zeng Rourou in the middle. After pulling the ball to dodge Omid, he didn't care about Canani who was making a small move behind him, and pushed the ball back to Zhuo Yang, who was sticking to his throat.

Then, he heard the captain shout: "Run--"

Without even a moment's hesitation, Mei Xiaoxi turned around and overtook Canani, who had just relaxed, and rushed forward with his short legs.

The second half was too crowded. To save trouble, Zhuo Yang went straight into the air and gave Mei Xiaoxi a long overhead kick.

Speed ​​is not Mei Xiaoxi's strong point, and he can only barely pass in running fast. While running, he raised his head and looked at the flight path of the football, then braked briefly and lifted the ball with the outside of his foot. The football landed steadily one step in front of him.

But just like that, Kanani, who was chasing after him, caught up, forcing Mei Xiaoxi to stop completely and dodge with the ball.

Just when he was about to think about whether to score points and cooperate at the same time, he heard the captain's roar again.

"Get over him——"

The youthfulness in his bones burned instantly. Mei Xiaoxi's Lingbo Weibu stepped on the ball and immediately threw Kanani to the ground, and then the short legs turned into hot wheels again.

Iran is a team that plays counterattack and speed, so when selecting players, you have to use a rabbit as a standard. Back then, Madavecchia was able to become the assist leader in the Bundesliga as a full-back due to his speed. Now, almost everyone in the Iranian national team is a new motor.

Full-back Rezayan came in to catch up and made a decisive tackle, but Mei Xiaoxi easily dodged the ball without slowing down and slightly changing direction. Then came Praliganj, whose battle ax was also just a hair away.

After passing three people, Mei Xiaoxi was completely released. His skillful sense of the ball keeps the football just one step ahead of him. Boss Mei who watched the live broadcast seemed to see himself 14 years ago.

His legs are short, so he is a small pendulum. Mei Xiaoxi's move of knocking Beiranvand down at the penalty area line is something Mei Daxi does not have, but it is one of the signature moves of Zhuo Yang, who 'but the goalkeeper will not give up'.

Mei Xiaoxi's lonely and fluttering figure was far away in the backcourt. Zhuo Yang stood there with his hands on his hips and watched him raise his hands after pushing into the empty goal.

Mei Zixi scored twice, the Chinese team 5:3, the overall situation was decided.

This time, Mei Xiaoxi didn't cry, he was as happy as a lunatic.

Not to mention chicken blood, the cellular fluid of the Iranians has gone cold. Ten minutes ago, they were very excited and planned to use their numerical advantage to slowly train the Chinese team. At this time, they were more looking forward to the end of the game than the Chinese team.

Because if they continue to play, they are afraid that they will not be able to return to the country.

After intercepting the ball in the midfield, Mei Xiaoxi skilfully controlled the ball and sent a through ball to the ribs of the captain who was left empty.

Mei Xiaoxi was so dazzling in these ten minutes that the Iranians subconsciously regarded him as the center of the containment, but they basically ignored Zhuoyang, who had been guarding the backcourt.

With a clear and beautiful counterattack, Zhuo Yang personally brought an end to this difficult and strange game, setting the score at 6:3.

After the game, Zhuo Yang, who scored four goals, was named the man of the match, while Mei Xiaoxi, who scored two goals and passed one pass, completed his redemption journey and shocked the football world.

The famous Portuguese coach Queiroz could not accept the contrast between reality and his own football philosophy. After the game, he announced his resignation as the head coach of the Iranian national team.

What have I done in these eight years?

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