After the initial joy and excitement, finally some players from the Chinese Olympic team thought that they should go to Melli to exchange jerseys.
After all, the opportunity to exchange jerseys with Melli does not come often.
However, some people thought about it but did not act. Instead, they set their sights on Hu Lai.
In their minds, he should be the one who is qualified to exchange jerseys with Melli.
But Hu Lai had no intention of going to find Meili.
Chen Xingyi was still surprised: "Hu Lai, why don't you go to Melli and ask for the jersey?"
“Why do you want to exchange jerseys with him?” Hu Lai asked Chen Xingyi.
“Let’s take it as a souvenir…” said Wang Guangwei next to him.
Hu Lai tugged at the Chinese Olympic team jersey he was wearing: "No need? This is the dress that needs to be commemorative. What's so commemorative about taking an opponent's jersey? I'm not a tribal soldier. I'll take the enemy's jersey."
Take your head as a souvenir.”
“Why does your metaphor sound so weird?” Wang Guangwei frowned, “People are exchanging jerseys, not cutting off Merry’s head…”
When he said this, many people nearby who wanted to exchange jerseys were a little unable to make a move...
In the end, Lin Zhiyuan went up and exchanged the jersey from Melli. He also gestured to Melli in English and told him that he had just rubbed his shot away with his fingertips.
Meili looked very frustrated after being eliminated, but he still remained polite in front of Lin Zhiyuan, patted Lin Zhiyuan on the back with a smile, congratulated him and encouraged him.
Then he put Lin Zhiyuan's jersey on his body, lowered his head and turned to the players' tunnel with his teammates.
The players of the Chinese Olympic team gathered together and walked around the stadium to express their gratitude to the Chinese fans who came to cheer them on.
Finally, they stayed under the stands with the largest number of Chinese fans and used Viking war roars to interact with the Chinese fans in the stands.
Applause along with the rhythmic shouting, from slow to fast, and finally become one.
The applause was mixed with all kinds of shouts of "awesome, beautiful and awesome".
Fans in the stands threw the flag down and asked the players to pick it up and put it on their bodies.
Hu Lai picked up a national flag and tied it around his neck. It looked like a red scarf from the front, and it looked like a cloak with five five-pointed stars from the back.
Photojournalists swarmed in and took pictures of the players and fans in the stands waving the national flag together.
Every reporter presses the shutter and knows that this set of pictures will be spread all over the Chinese Internet after the game. Because this is the positive interaction between Chinese football and fans that everyone dreams of.
The relationship between the team and the players should be like this.
Fans are the twelfth member of the team, the backer and pillar of the team, and the team brings happiness to the fans.
Just in the previous Chinese football world, for well-known reasons, this relationship did not exist.
I don’t know who was the first to sing in the stands, and soon the chorus began.
The fans in the stands were singing, and the players off the field were singing along.
“The five-star red flag flutters in the wind”
“How loud the victory song is!!”
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On the Internet, countless people have participated in the discussion about the Olympic team's defeat of Argentina.
Usually many people who may not watch football at all come out to praise the Olympic team. Those people who you think may have nothing to do with football are now acting like old fans who have been in the game for more than 30 years.
“Everyone who hasn’t watched football for many years has been blown away!”
“The National Olympic team is so awesome, this group of young people really have hope to make the national football team better and better!”
“The original reforms finally bore fruit…”
“Come on, let’s play the repertoire: “Please Don’t Cry for Me Argentina”!
“Without bragging, is Hu Lai now the top striker in the country?”
“Damn it, I’m almost forty years old and I cried while watching a Chinese team’s game...”
“I envy those brothers and sisters who can go to watch the game live. Watching this game live is enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life!”
“Friends, this is football! This is football! Football should bring happiness to people like this!”
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Xie Lan held up her cell phone and giggled. Hu Lixin knew without asking that she must have been watching other people on the Internet to praise her son.
He did not disturb his wife, but picked up the cigarette case and lighter and walked out of the bedroom, went to the kitchen, turned on the range hood, and lit a cigarette for himself.
Take a deep breath and spit it out, the smoke will be sucked away by the working range hood.
A burst of crackling firecrackers suddenly sounded. He turned his head and looked out the window. He could see flashes of light across a residential building.
Someone set off firecrackers in the community!
Farther away, fireworks soared into the sky from behind rows of densely packed buildings and exploded in the air.
bang bang!
Several colorful flowers bloomed in the night sky.
Hu Lixin was leaning against the kitchen window, holding a lit cigarette in his hand, looking up in trance.
The night wind blew the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, giving Hu Lixin a taste of the New Year.
Chinese football, today is the Chinese New Year.
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“I want to be like Hu Lai and score goals in the Olympics and World Cup in the future!”
Qin Qi jumped towards the door of his courtyard and announced excitedly at the same time.
Qin Lin smiled and said: "Okay, you are ambitious. But a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. You should first score a goal in the junior high school Anton Cup!"
“No problem!” Qin Qi saluted Qin Lin at attention.
Wang Yuan, who was looking at the two men from behind, smiled.
When she first decided to leave her hometown with her children and come to Jincheng to join her husband, she was full of worries about the future. She was worried that she would not adapt to Jincheng's eating habits and the weather... But she finally
What she was worried about was that her husband would have to change places again soon after staying in Jincheng, and she and her children would have no choice but to follow in his footsteps and wander around.
That is not the life she wants, although she knows that as a player's family member, sometimes her own wishes are not the main priority.
Now her heart can completely fall back into her stomach.
Here, her husband found a career for the rest of his life, and the children also had goals they wanted to work hard for.
She feels that she can completely settle down in this city...
The cool night breeze blows from the forest park next door, dispelling the heat of the day and making you feel refreshed.
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Yan Yan and his uncle walked out of the bar, and a gust of wind blew. They both exhaled the turbid air in the bar, and then took a deep breath of fresh air.
"Uncle, do you want a second show?" When Yan Yan asked, his classmates were greeting people in the bar behind the two of them: "Let's go! Let's go for midnight snack!"
The uncle shook his head: "I'm old, I can't move. I have to go home."
“Uncle comes to the bar every time to watch the game, and he says he can’t move because he’s so high.” Yan Yan joked.
“I only come to the bar to watch the game. It creates an atmosphere when there are many people watching together.”
"Excuse."
The uncle glanced at Yan Yan and said, "It's summer vacation now. Aren't you going back to school early to watch the game with your classmates?"
“What’s back to school, uncle? I’ve already graduated!”
“Graduation?” The uncle was stunned for a moment.
“Yes, I have been in college for four years and graduated with a bachelor’s degree. I didn’t go back this summer and just rented a house here to live.”
Just as he was talking, Yan Yan's classmate had already walked out of the bar. He invited the uncle for the last time: "You really don't want to go, uncle? Have a drink and eat some skewers before going back."
The uncle shook his head: "No, go ahead and don't drink too much."
“Okay, bye uncle!”
“Goodbye, uncle!”
A group of young people collectively waved goodbye to the uncle at the door of the bar, and then turned onto the sidewalk noisily, chatting about the game that had just ended.
“That ball from Hu Lai is really awesome...”
“Brother Yan, please tell us the story of Hu Lai when he was in the school team...”
“Why are you so anxious? I’ll tell you about it when we eat skewers. Let’s start with the kid’s team test...”
Those young and excited voices were blown by the wind. The middle-aged uncle stood at the door of the bar and saw this group of energetic figures walking further and further away, and their voices were drowned in the noise of cars passing by on the highway next to them.
He shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked in the other direction.
There was a vibration from his cell phone in his pocket, and he took it out to answer the call: "Yeah, okay, I've finished reading... I'll be back soon... I'm happy, I'm really happy... Take out the cold rabbit from the refrigerator and unpack it, I'll be back
Drink..."
The evening breeze gently blows through this noisy city, urging it to sleep.
But the wind will be disappointed, because there are bound to be many people sleepless in this city tonight.