Chu Yifan, Yan Yan and all the members of the Jincheng branch of the Dongchuan Middle School football team were standing in the stands. Although there were seats behind their butts, no one sat down.
The people standing in this stand are by no means alone - there are not many people around who can still sit still and watch the game.
Expanding to all the stands in the entire stadium, almost all Chinese fans remained standing, looking down, waiting for the game to start.
Chu Yifan remained silent, his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, hanging down on both sides of his body, while his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Yan Yan noticed his movement and asked with a smile: "What are you doing, are you nervous?"
Chu Yifan turned to look at him: "Aren't you nervous?"
"I believe in Hu Lai." Yan Yan replied with a smile.
Chu Yifan rolled his eyes at him, as if he had guessed his answer: "I heard people say that you preach everywhere..."
"How is this a missionary? I'm just telling those who don't have firm faith in Hu Lai to believe in Hu Lai no matter what. At least he has never let us down. Don't you think so, Captain Chu?"
Chu Yifan sighed: "Even so, I didn't expect that you could always have such confidence in him. Even I can't do this..."
"After all, when I was in high school, I knew that this boy would have a great responsibility." Speaking of this, Yan Yan was quite proud.
Among his friend group, this was the most talked about thing. When everyone thought that Hu Lai joined the Dongchuan Middle School football team and was just messing around, he had a keen eye for talents and saw that coach Li Ziqiang was interested in it.
With Hu Lai's cultivation and attention, Hu Lai was determined to be the chosen one.
This gave him a sense of accomplishment like "I am Hu Laibole".
He felt that just this awesomeness was enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life.
He looked around and asked his companions loudly: "Are the banners ready?"
Meng Xi and Chen Rui gave him a thumbs up from a few people away: "Don't worry, Captain Yan, it's all right! As long as Hu Lai can score, he will definitely let him see it!"
"Okay! Everyone, please check the throat lozenges on your body. Even if you can't speak tomorrow, you must make the Koreans unable to make a sound today!" Yan Yan waved his hand, quite like commanding thousands of troops to charge.
Got into a posture.
"Let those shameless sticks know whose fucking home field this is!"
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Conversations like this also happened in every corner of the stands of the Provincial Sports Center. Chinese fans from all over the country spoke Mandarin with various dialects and accents. Under the leadership of the leaders of their respective fan organizations, they prepared for the upcoming battle.
Pre-mobilization.
The most eye-catching thing is the south stand of the stadium, which usually belongs to the most die-hard fans of Anton Shining Star. Now they take off their Shining Star jerseys and put on the Chinese national team jerseys, transforming into the most die-hard and most combative fans.
Chinese team fans.
Several conductors were distributed in various places in the stands, holding loudspeakers and shouting at the top of their lungs:
"The game started with a roar! Even if we lost the ball, we were not allowed to stop! This is not just a game for the Chinese team, this is a game for all of us! Rise up!!"
Twenty thousand fans in the South Stand shouted in unison: "Rise up——!!!"
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Wang Shanshan stood in the track area under the stands. As an on-site reporter, she completed the live broadcast connection with the studio behind while the team was warming up.
Now her work is over.
The cameraman turned off the machine and rested it at his feet.
She took out her mobile phone and pointed it at the stands behind her, recording the scene just now.
She thought this might be the most memorable assignment and the most unforgettable game reporting experience she had done since she became a professional football reporter at the age of 28.
"I'm getting goosebumps, Xiao Zhang..." Wang Shanshan, who was recording on her mobile phone, murmured softly.
She didn't hear the photographer's response, so she looked back.
As a result, I saw photographer Xiao Zhang who was wiping away tears.
Under his blue cameraman's vest is a red home jersey of the Chinese national team that he specially wore.
Seeing this, Wang Shanshan still maintained a sweet smile on her face, but tears filled her eyes.
Chinese fans, no matter how much they scold them, they still hope that the Chinese team will do well at critical moments...
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"Axiba...this is nothing!"
In the stand area where Korean fans gathered, someone complained.
In front of them, there were dozens of big flags erected in the phalanx of Chinese fans below - I don't know how they brought those flagpoles into the stadium. I guess this is the home field advantage...
But the key point is that these flags are right in front of their stand. When standing still, they are like a forest of spears piercing the sky. They actually have some killing intent.
And when the Chinese fans waved these flags, it was as if pieces of red cloth were spread out in front of the Korean fans, covering their eyes and the sky.
Basically you can't see what's going on in the stadium.
That's why some Korean fans complain so much.
However, they could only complain quietly among their own crowd and did not dare to take any other action.
Looking at the airtight three-layer SWAT wall surrounding their small area, it is obvious that these people are here to protect them from the threat of nearly 60,000 Chinese fans in the audience...
Before the game even started, the Korean fans were already frowning and fighting. Some people even worried that if the Korean team really beat the Chinese team, the Korean team's international players would naturally have someone to protect them, so they didn't have to worry about safety issues. But they, ordinary Koreans,
Fans, can they leave here intact?
They actually brought the Korean flag, but now looking at the battle, few people have the courage to unfurl the flag anymore, for fear of angering the beast-like Chinese fans around them. Who knows whether those special police will let it go
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The momentum at the scene reached its first climax when players from both sides came on stage.
As the live broadcast passionately called out the names of every starting Chinese team player, huge cheers erupted from the scene.
And when the last name was announced, it was like a storm was set off in the stadium.
"Now, the last one, he was once the Chinese Super League champion, the FA Cup champion, the top scorer in the Chinese Super League, the top scorer in the AFC Champions League, the top scorer in the Olympics, a hero from our Anton Shining Star..."
Of so many national team players, he was the only one to receive such a long introduction from the announcer. With such an introduction, the atmosphere became more and more lively. Everyone knew who was about to appear, and they began to line up in unison.
The voice was elongated and growled, and then the voice gradually grew louder.
If you listen carefully, the growl sounds very much like the pronunciation of this person's last name.
The announcer shouted loudly: "He is the forward of the Chinese national men's football team, No. 14 -"
The low roar then reached a peak: "Hu——Lai!!!"
The 60,000 people in the stands, regardless of gender, age or status, all shouted out this person's name in unison.
Their voices were like countless fireworks rising from the stadium stands and exploding in the night sky.
The bright fireworks light up the entire night sky like day!
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Park Soon-tae, who had been sitting on the bench waiting for a long time, heard the roar like a torrent of steel and frowned.
Today's game is not going well...
These Chinese fans are completely crazy!
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This stadium is also completely crazy!
Playing in such a crazy place, can the Korean team...especially the young people not be affected and perform normally?
To be honest, Park Suntae has no confidence.
Because let alone those young people, even experienced old players rarely see such a home atmosphere of the Chinese team and such Chinese fans...
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The torture for Koreans is not over yet:
When the radio reminded everyone to stand up and play the Korean national anthem, dense and noisy boos appeared above the Andong Provincial Sports Center. The sound was so loud that it completely overwhelmed the Korean national anthem on the radio.
This made the Korean team players and coaches on and off the field look unhappy.
After all, in the past when we competed, we still had to give each other some face when the national anthem was played. No matter how unhappy we were, the national anthem still had to be respected.
But today's Chinese fans don't seem to care about those "hidden rules" at all, and they openly expressed their dissatisfaction with the Korean media and fans during this period by booing.
They don't seem to be afraid of the verbal criticism from the Korean media and fans afterwards.
There is indeed nothing to worry about - Hu Lai was criticized verbally and verbally by the Korean media and fans just for flying back to China with Park Soon-tae sitting next to him.
Since we have done nothing, or we will be scolded no matter what we do.
Then we might as well strike first and boo your national anthem before we talk. At least we’ll feel good first!
Amid boos, the Korean national anthem was played, and the Korean players symbolically clapped their hands to encourage themselves.
At the same time, the announcer's voice sounded on the live broadcast: "The national anthem of the People's Republic of China will be played next!"
The moment the prelude started playing, the stadium, which had been so noisy before like a boiling cauldron, suddenly became quiet.
Then the chorus of 60,000 fans rang out:
"Arise - you who do not want to be slaves!"
It was like an electric current was spreading throughout the stadium, and everyone's hearts were shaken and goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.
Gentlemen, please listen to the roar of the dragon!
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PS2, it’s already 2.7 million words long, and it’s been serialized for almost a year. Still some people are saying that it’s too much foreshadowing and slow to write... Are you reading this book for the first time?
In order to pave the way for Hu Lai’s career in professional football, I wrote a total of 700,000 words about campus football. In order to pave the way for his experience in the Chinese Super League, I wrote another 700,000 words in the Chinese Football League. In order to prepare him for playing football abroad,
To pave the way, I paved the way for 2.2 million words...
It is my style to take pains to prepare and describe before important games. This is my style, and it is also the style of this book.
You are still talking about the foreshadowing and the slow pace. Didn’t the more than two million words of foreshadowing and the slow pace scare you away?
Before Hu Lai's first goal in the Premier League, I also spent a lot of pen and ink describing all aspects, and some people were impatient. But I insisted on writing because I knew it was necessary - I am the author of this book, and I am the world's author.
Creator, I know which descriptions are necessary and which descriptions are unnecessary.
In fact, after a lot of preparation, the explosion and aftertaste of Hu Lai's Premier League debut became more attractive, and the effect was indeed very good, both in terms of quantity in this chapter and in terms of subscriptions.
So I know what's good and what's bad.
To be honest, as an author who has been writing football novels for eighteen years, totaling more than 35 million words, I know how this book should be written:
This book has a slow pace and long foreshadowing style from the beginning. It uses sufficiently delicate descriptions and writing to lead everyone to integrate Hu Lai into this world that is different from the real football world. Therefore, it is different from previous novels based on real football.
I have no choice but to write about many things. I have to write them thoroughly. Because I am actually shaping a world.
Judging from Hu Lai's playing style, he is not the type who carries the ball everywhere and is everywhere, but a shadow killer. Naturally, the pen and ink and perspective cannot be focused on the protagonist alone. He must be divided into different parts.
Give a lot of space to other characters.
Only through the description of a large number of characters and plots other than the protagonist on and off the scene can a believable and immersive world be formed.
This is also the reason why this book did so poorly at the beginning, and I felt very painful inside, but I still insisted on writing this book according to the established rhythm and planned pace.
Because if I don’t write it like this, this book will be completely useless and useless. Then I might as well write a simple and direct novice-style cool article from the beginning, maybe the subscription score will be higher than this book...
But no.
Now that I have chosen to shape this book in my current style, I will stick to it.
From the beginning to the end of this book, I will maintain this rhythm, laying the groundwork before important games and events, and describing people and things that make some people impatient.
This is my attitude and persistence as a creator.
Because I know that only in this way can I write this book well and make Hu Lai's story and this world have a beginning and an end.
When this book is finished, in ten years, there will be people who are willing to read it over and over again and be moved by the people in the book and the stories that happened.
This is my ambition in this book. It has nothing to do with subscription results. I just want to give myself an explanation.
PS3, there is an easter egg chapter at the back, about boos and dragon chants, please listen and read.