World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 28 Finally qualified

"Qualified!"

"We're qualified!"

General Fan ran and roared.

As a result, before he could run very far, he fell to his knees with a plop, covered his face and cried bitterly.

Gao Hongbo also burst into tears.

Facing the camera, he kept wiping tears.

".I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

I don’t know if he didn’t expect that the team could still qualify, or if he didn’t expect that he would be a part of it.

But in the end, Gao Hongbo wiped away her tears and said to the camera firmly: "As long as I can still play, as long as I haven't retired yet. As long as the national team calls me, I will answer the call immediately!"

Speaking of which, Gao Hongbo is the oldest among all the international players present.

At the age of 31, I definitely can’t wait for the next World Cup.

Only those 28 or 9-year-old international players understand his mood.

These old national players knelt together, shoulder to shoulder, in a circle, talking to each other, and unwilling to get up for a long time.

For them, this World Cup may really be the last one in their lives.

On the contrary, on the other side, those Jianlibao members were still running around the plastic runway.

Li Tie had already taken off his shirt, revealing his eight-pack abs, and ran around the field screaming.

He still has such physical strength after playing 90 minutes of the game. He is worthy of being the "Invincible Lee Iron".

The old and new national players complement each other. My end point is your starting point.

For these young people, the road to football has just begun.

In the stands, Rossi took off his cowboy hat at some point.

This hat has been with him for many years, but this time, he used it to cover his tear-filled eyes.

The old fan stood in the middle of the jubilant fans, like a sculpture, unable to control himself for a long time.

Laorong's family in Fuzhou has already celebrated together.

The family of three held hands and circled around the coffee table.

As Xiaorong spun around, she shouted excitedly: "Qualify, qualify, we're going to the World Cup!"

The five characters "We have qualified" were flashing on the TV screen.

In this era where the screen is filled with fifty-cent special effects, these five bright golden fonts alone are enough to make fans excited.

As soon as the camera turned, Team 5 had contacted the hosts who had been dispatched to various parts of the country.

As soon as the connection was connected, the fans saw the majestic Tiananmen Rostrum, and the square was already filled with people.

"Behind me are about 40,000 fans who gathered more than half an hour ago."

"After learning that the Chinese team had staged a stunning comeback, the fans were very happy."

"Let me randomly interview the fans and friends around me and listen to what they have to say."

"It's so exciting, so thrilling, so evocative!" A young student kept pushing the frame on the bridge of his nose in front of the camera.

"The country is prosperous, and football is prosperous! This is not only a victory for football, but also a victory for all our people!" an elderly man said eloquently.

"I don't watch football, and I don't know what football is! But my old man said that this is football's best gift to Xiangjiang's return." An aunt held her five-year-old grandson in her arms, her face filled with joy.

Smiling.

"Children, are you happy?" The host handed the microphone to the children.

"Long live the Chinese team, long live the Chinese team!" the children bared their teeth and shouted loudly.

At the fan restaurant in Millennium Garden, countless fans crowded into the garden holding the "Good News" flyers they had just received.

"Let's raise our glasses and drink to our football!"

These resounding words express the common aspirations of all fans.

Before they could see enough of the capital city and everything on the screen, the fans saw the Huangpu River in the dusk.

Even on the Bund, you can clearly hear the sound of horns on the road in the distance.

".A minute ago these drivers started honking spontaneously, and now the entire Magic City is filled with the sound of honking!"

All the bars in Shanghai have been packed with fans.

They came here just to qualify.

Although I didn’t know there would be so many twists and turns behind the last game, but so what?

Those are things you professionals take into consideration.

For us fans, knowing how to qualify is enough!

Excited fans raised their wine glasses high.

But this time it's not a swig, but a beer spilled on people he knows and doesn't know around him.

Some drinkers even smashed their beer bottles on the ground after getting high.

Wow!!!

Joy splashed along with the glass particles.

In front of China Plaza in Guangdong, more than 3,000 fans gathered shoulder to shoulder and cheered loudly.

Amid the shouts, tears, cheers and shouts of the fans, reporters followed the crowd and marched towards the bustling Jingcheng Road.

The well-prepared police had "transformed" this road into a pedestrian street and no vehicles were allowed to pass.

The fans held up the four characters "Dreams Come True" in front of their heads.

Seeing these four words, other pedestrians continued to join in and cheered with the parade.

"Tonight, Yangcheng, which never sleeps, is completely immersed in the carnival of football!"

In the Iron Whistle Bar in Xi'an, a different scene appeared.

The fans hugged each other and cried, with tears streaming down their faces.

Facing reporters' microphones and cameras, they were so choked up that they were speechless.

The Panda Plaza in the center of CD has the most people watching the game.

Thousands of fans gathered together.

When they saw the national players rushing to the field to cheer, many of them took off their coats and threw them into the air.

In front of Tianfu Square, the reporter interviewed a drunk male fan.

"Oh, what a fairy!"

"I thought I would never see Chinese football qualifying in this life!"

"In the end, there was such a big battle."

"My shoes are all for nothing!"

"It makes me go to my mother-in-law to complain every day!"

Outside the Dalian Jinzhou Stadium, an elderly man wearing Confucian shank wrote a few big characters in his own handwriting.

"The "Jinzhou" Incident" caused the volcano to erupt, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared! The "Battle of Bincheng" was full of wind and clouds, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed!"

Countless fans fell into madness, and countless fans fell into carnival.

Forty years of anticipation finally came true before the turn of the century.

After a quick tour of more than a dozen cities, the camera cut back to the Golden State Stadium again.

Facing the camera, the players showed off their emotions and expressed their inner excitement.

When Zeng Zheng's resolute face appeared in the camera, the reporter asked excitedly.

"Coach Zeng, congratulations on successfully leading the Chinese team out of Asia and into the world."

"What do you want to say about this?"

Facing the camera, Zeng Zheng smiled and said, "This is not a victory for me alone, but a victory for all the players, coaches, staff and hundreds of support staff of the national team."

"Of course, I also want to thank the fans again."

"It is because of the fans' unremitting support that the team can persist until the end."

"I feel that today's victory is worthy of everyone present!"

In the excitement, the reporter couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

"Coach Zeng, do you have any thoughts about next year's World Cup in France?"

Hearing this question, Zeng Zheng, who had already known the outcome, suddenly looked away.

"Let's talk about next year's affairs next year."

(End of chapter)