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"Fu, do you know why they are so nervous?" Lippi frowned while talking to Fu Bo on the sidelines.

"I think the domestic media and fans' voices came in and affected them." Fu Bo explained: "Because of some historical factors, this game is very important to us Chinese, and the whole country hopes that we can Win the Japanese team."

"But how did this news come in?" Lippi was very puzzled, the news could spread so quickly even though the internet was banned.

"I don't think it is possible to completely block the news. Some players called home at noon today, maybe they got the news from their family members." Fu Bo said helplessly.

Lippi looked at the players who were training, frowning, and sighed helplessly.

"Ozawa, my dad told me that domestic fans have great expectations for this game." Zhang Wei took advantage of his break to talk to Xia Ze.

"This is normal. We can't be influenced by them. We just need to try our best to win this game and don't worry about it." Xia Ze explained, looking at Zhang Wei's worried expression.

"But President Xi also spoke, I hope we win this game." Xia Ze's comfort did not make Zhang Wei frown.

"What?" Xia Ze couldn't help losing his voice, and looked at Zhang Wei in surprise: "You said Mr. Xi also spoke?"

Zhang Wei frowned and nodded.

No wonder Zhang Wei was under so much pressure, Xi Jinping also spoke up, and he wanted to win this game with all his might.

However, there is still a gap in strength between the two sides, coupled with the problem of physical strength, the situation is not optimistic.

"Did you tell others?" Xia Ze asked Zhang Wei after thinking for a while.

"No, how dare I say it, I only said it to you alone." Zhang Wei shook his head quickly. Although he is not an elf, he also knows that these news must not be spread, otherwise it will affect the morale of the army.

"That's strange, since you didn't say it, why do they all look preoccupied?" Xia Ze also frowned. Zhang Wei did not say, who will bring the pressure of domestic public opinion into the training base?

In the next two days, although Lippi held a pre-match mobilization meeting with the national football players, he used various words to relieve their pressure, and even stated at the press conference that the Japanese team is stronger than the Chinese team,

And the national football team has reached the goal of this Asian Cup.

However, in the training base of the Chinese team, there is still a tense atmosphere, and every player is under a lot of pressure.

Lippi did not go after who spread the news, because doing so now is useless.

Two days passed under the cloud of gloom. The players of the Chinese team survived the two days of pressure, and finally waited for the day of the decisive battle.

This is the first match of the semi-finals of the Asian Cup. The winner will enter the final first and wait for another challenger; the loser can only roll up and go home, missing the highest honor.

January 21, 2015, Asian Cup semi-final, Sydney Football Stadium, Chinese team VS Japanese team.

On the morning of January 21, the Asian Cup semi-final between the Chinese team and the Japanese team will be held in the evening. Sydney and Melbourne are hundreds of kilometers away. The team will fly to Sydney to participate in this semi-final.

Because I also went to the Sydney Football Stadium in the group stage, so this time it didn't take too much time to arrange the formation.

The players and coaches of the Chinese team are packing their bags and getting ready to go.

In the hotel lobby, a young Chinese man with dyed hair and an ordinary figure was sitting on the sofa, making a call on the landline next to him.

This person is Ai Huang. It is the team's policy to make phone calls in the lobby, but he can only call home.

"Dad, we are going to Sydney." Ai Huang said to the other end of the phone.

"Yinghuang, domestic attention is paid to this game, you must perform well and win Japan!" A serious middle-aged man's voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely win back the title of the top star of the Chinese team! I will never lose to that poor boy!" Ai Huang said with firm eyes, even a little bit ruthlessly.

"Well, that's good. When you come back, Dad will hold a celebration banquet for you." After the man finished speaking in a serious and steady voice, he hung up the phone.

Ai Huang looked up at the players of the Chinese team who were ready to go ahead, and his eyes fell on Xia Ze, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

The Chinese team's bus drove from the hotel to the airport. Along the way, from time to time, local Chinese held the national flag and shouted cheers to the Chinese team's bus.

These people did not buy tickets for the game in Sydney, so they could only cheer for the Chinese team in Melbourne. And when they arrived at the airport, the rush to send them off surprised everyone.

Although during the second group match, there were also Chinese fans seeing off at the airport, there were about a dozen of them at that time.

Now, the entire terminal hall of the airport is almost occupied by fans of the Chinese team. At least a few hundred fans, wearing red Chinese team jerseys and waving flags in their hands, shouted slogans immediately after the national football team came in:

"Team China, come on!"

"Damn little Japan!"

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These loud slogans surprised the passengers who were normally waiting for the plane, but they were not dissatisfied, but looked at the hundreds of Chinese people and the Chinese team players passing through the special passage with great interest. .

People bred by the soil and water of this ancient oriental empire are still very novel and rare in their eyes, even though they have had little contact with Chinese people in their lives.

But the Chinese at this time seem to be the most authentic, and they show their patriotism.

Xia Ze and the team boarded the plane to Sydney amid the cheers of the fans, while Zhang Wei on the side still couldn't get away from the cheers of the fans.

Just now, some young and beautiful girls held up Zhang Wei's No. 4 jersey and shouted "Zhang Wei, I love you!"

This made Zhang Wei quite embarrassed. Although he was not ignorant of the world, he still blushed for a long time in the face of this sudden "confession".

At this time, Zhang Wei's expression was excited and embarrassed, and there was still a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Xia Ze could tell that this was an expression of nervousness, and he would feel this way before facing a big enemy.

Xia Ze is also a little nervous now, this game is indeed different from the previous games, it contains too much special meaning.

The first time he felt nervous was probably in the final of the Portuguese League Cup last season. At that time, he couldn't help trembling at the thought of touching the trophy before the game. c