When Wang Guangwei made a long pass, Hu Lai didn't even appear in the TV broadcast.
The camera moved along with the football, and the TV viewers saw Hulay advancing, but he did not shake off Peralta.
So this is not a good opportunity.
Therefore, neither the Chinese fans in the stands nor in front of the TV cheered.
They just watched the football fly towards the Argentine penalty area, and the decibels on the scene did not increase significantly.
At the same time, most commentators around the world did not have much expectations for the Chinese team's attack.
Some people also criticized Wang Guangwei for passing the ball too hastily.
"This is not a good opportunity, even if the ball is passed to Hu..."
"The Chinese team faithfully implemented the tactics that the head coach asked them to pass forward more, but it's hard to say whether this is good or bad..."
Some people even couldn't help but laugh at the beginning:
"This long pass...is indeed passed by the central defender!"
But they were soon slapped in the face by what happened next.
Then they all changed their words and screamed:
"OHHHHHHH!! Incredible shot! Huh!!"
"Oh my god! I scored a goal with just one shot! It's incredible!!"
"Can you believe it?! A long ball of more than 40 meters came from behind him. Hu didn't even need to stop the ball and directly volleyed the goal! Penalva certainly didn't expect Hu's shot to be so decisive! He was in This shot was completely for show!"
"What is 'the world's top shooter'?! This is it!"
It's not just the commentators who are screaming.
When Wang Guangwei passed the ball to Hu Lai, Xie Lan suddenly froze, motionless like a statue, and even stopped breathing.
When she saw the football flying into the goal, she screamed, turned around and jumped towards Hu Lixin!
Hu Lixin was caught off guard. Fortunately, he had been exercising for a long time since he became a coach. After the initial panic, he quickly stabilized his body and reached out to hug his wife.
Then he freed up one hand and shook his fist at the audience.
Hu Lai has not scored a goal. Although he reassures his wife that he will score sooner or later, the pressure is still building up in his heart every minute.
During the halftime break, there were already criticisms of Hu Lai on the Internet.
If Hu Lai fails to score, netizens will not care whether Hu Lai is the biggest contributor to the Chinese team's ability to reach the World Cup finals.
it's good now.
All the pressure in his heart disappeared.
He believes that his wife must be like this too.
After all, she reacted more to the fact that her son was being scolded... because she felt that those who scolded her son were ungrateful villains and ungrateful people.
Hu Lixin knew that with his wife's temper, it was impossible to persuade her not to be like those idiots, so he could only count on Hu Lai to help his wife out of her bad temper by scoring goals.
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"Hu Lai! Hu Lai!! Hu Lai——!! The fairy ball! This is the fairy ball!"
He Feng saw the football flying into the goal and roared excitedly.
Li Qingqing next to him was applauding vigorously: "Good goal! Hu Lai! This is his ability! Just give him space to kick his feet! He will score!!"
The stone in her heart also fell...
He Feng is still roaring:
"2:2! The Chinese team equalized the score! In the 63rd minute of the game, the Chinese team evened the score! The Chinese team was once behind by two goals in the first half! Some people even moved out historical records to prove that the Chinese team has no hope of competing for the championship.
!But look! Look! This is our national team! They never give up!"
He Feng roared and remembered the tweet Li Qingqing sent during the intermission, so he continued to follow the meaning:
"There is no need to believe in historical records, because we are writing a new history! Break all the bottles and jars of the past! Break all the shackles of history! Don't try to find our hope in the pile of old papers! The road is ours
Put yourself under your feet and move forward! Just move forward! Team China! Move forward!"
Li Qingqing turned to look at He Feng, who was blushing and thick-necked with excitement, and fell to the ground in admiration:
He truly deserves to be known as the "Guozui". With his skill in speaking and the speed of his brain... he was able to speak so eloquently in such an exciting situation.
If it were her, she wouldn't be able to do it at all. She could only bang on the sidelines and say something that doesn't hurt or itch...
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After scoring the goal, Hu Lai rushed to the corner flag area. All Chinese fans knew what he was going to do.
Even the huge cheers paused for a moment.
Then after he jumped up, spun, waved, and landed...
A huge roar exploded over the Workers' Stadium:
"HUUUUU!!!"
"This thunder sounded for the first time in the World Cup finals! Chinese fans must have been waiting for this sound for a long time! In fact, I have been waiting for a long time too! Haha!" Spanish commentator Sanchez laughed happily.
As a neutral commentator, he actually does not have a particularly clear position on whether Argentina will win the championship or whether the Chinese team will have the last laugh.
But he does have extra affection for Hulay, and he hopes that Hulay can score in the final.
Melli has scored a goal, how can you respond without scoring a goal Hu Lai?
This is the right thing to do now!
The French commentator paid attention to another thing: "Hu! This is his twelfth goal in this World Cup! He surpassed Celine Montiel and became the player with the most goals in a single session in the history of the World Cup
!He is writing a brand new record!”
When he said this, the TV broadcast also cut to the VIP seats in the stands, and the person who appeared in the camera was the former record holder Celine Montiel.
I saw him standing in front of his seat, applauding Hu Lai with a smile on his face.
He once said in a previous interview: "If the record must be broken, then I am very happy that Hu will break my record!"
From the looks of it, what he said at the beginning was definitely not a casual statement.
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"Hu Lai! Hu Lai!! Hu Lai——!!!"
He Feng's cheers rang out from the four giant screens in the center of the stadium, and the Dongchuan Middle School stadium was filled with thunderous cheers.
They are cheering for their seniors.
Zhai Guangming's daughter was also among them, but she quickly recovered from the huge excitement and turned her concerned eyes to her father.
When she fell behind by two goals, she was worried that her father's heart would not be able to withstand such a blow.
Now that the Chinese team has equalized the score, she is even more worried that her father is too excited.
She turned her head and saw her father sitting on the chair, clapping his hands vigorously.
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"Bang!"
Peng Hao slapped the coffee table next to him and stood up!
“Cousin is awesome!!”
Everyone else in the living room was cheering too.
"Nice! Really awesome!"
"The quality of this shot is too high!"
"Okay, okay! As expected of my sister's son!"
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"Hu Lai Niu Pi! Hu Lai Niu Pi!!"
"Hu Lai!! This ball is so explosive!"
"Oh oh oh oh! Niubi Niubi!"
The Laiqing Football Park has turned into a sea of cheers.
Yan Yan raised his hands and announced loudly: "I emphasize it again! Hu Lai is a miracle! No matter what, you just need to believe in him!"
But at this time, no one would come to refute him. Even those who were still pessimistic and confused about the future during the halftime break were among the cheering crowd.
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After Hu Lai landed, the Chinese team players swarmed up and hugged him.
A pair of ruthless iron hands greeted him with crackling sounds.
"Fuck Hu Lai, you are awesome!"
"I'm so fucking awesome Hu Lai!"
"Fuck Hu Lai!"
"Holy shit!"
When Wang Guangwei ran up, he finally shouted no longer simply "Fuck Hu Lai", but instead:
"I, Hu Lai, your shot... I actually succeeded!"
While the Chinese team players were celebrating, the Argentinian coach Feisol didn't even have time to feel sad and frustrated. He immediately assigned a task to assistant coach Pinto: "Go and get Grazzini back!"
He needs to make substitutions.
Pinto took the order and left, while Feisol quickly walked to the sidelines, yelled at the court, and kept making gestures, successfully calling captain Melly to his side.
Then the first sentence made Melly's expression change:
"Merry, don't go back to defense for the rest of the game!"
Melly looked at the coach with wide eyes.
"You are our 'nuclear weapon'. Your physical strength must be reserved for attack. Leave defense to others. Do you understand?"
Melly was still a little confused: "But..."
"Don't worry about anything else. Share your defensive tasks with the other ten people. Go up and tell them these words of mine, and let each of them run more and do more in defense! And you..."
Feisol put his hands around Mellie's arms, raised his face, looked directly at him and said:
"And you, Melly, you have to be our 'god'! Use your best method to prove to the world that you are the strongest one!" ()
