Chapter 118 There is not much time left for the Korean team!
"Hu Lai received the ball outside the penalty area, and Zhang Qinghuan wanted to hit the wall with him to cooperate... But their cooperation intention was seen through by the South Korean team. Liu Mingyuan pounced on Zhang Qinghuan! Hu Lai turned around with the ball, and he... shot directly?!
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When He Feng explained this, there was huge shock in his voice.
He really didn’t expect that Hu Lai would choose to shoot directly from about 33 meters away from the goal!
This is a choice he has never made before!
Could it be that he was really forced by the opponent's defensive tactics to have no place in the penalty area and couldn't find any opportunities, so he pulled him out and randomly kicked him to try his luck?
At this moment, many thoughts and speculations flashed through He Feng's mind.
Until he saw the football draw a white line over the South Korean team's penalty area and hit the net...
Those speculations and thoughts were all thrown out of the window by him!
He grabbed the microphone and roared loudly: "Wow!! Hu Lai!! Long shot! World wave!! Hu Lai actually broke through the Korean team's door with a long shot that he is not good at!!"
Yan Kang beside him was also shouting hoarsely: "When Hu Lai took the shot, there was no Korean team player next to him! Obviously no one in the Korean team thought that Hu Lai could put the football so far away from the goal.
Kicked in, they paid the price for their self-righteousness! They thought that driving Hu Lai out of the penalty area was equivalent to breaking the head of the Chinese team's trident... But who said that without the head of the spear, you can't kill someone?!"
During their crazy explanation, the sea of red in the stands of the Andong Provincial Sports Center turned into huge waves.
The Korean fans in the visiting team's stands have completely lost sight of the stadium. The Chinese fans are waving flags vigorously, with dozens of flags flying left and right, completely blocking their view...
The waves are as high as the sky, as if the sky and the earth are hanging upside down!
This is just the tip of this angry red sea.
In the stands on both sides, the Chinese fans were wildly waving their fists and middle fingers at them, gnashing their teeth and roaring loudly.
In front of them, the three-layer human wall of special police officers had a faint tendency to be compressed into two layers, or even one layer...
“Fuck your mother, did you see it?! Did you see it?!”
“Kneel down! Kneel down for your Chinese father!”
“Fuck you for your mother’s fear of Korea! Fear of your mother’s tiny country!”
“Long live China!! Hu Lai is awesome!!!”
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“Ahhhhhhh!” Xie Lan jumped and screamed in the stands. In order to maintain balance, she still clutched the arm of her husband next to her with both hands, leaving red marks on the latter’s arm.
But she didn't realize it.
Her husband Hu Lixin was unaware of it and was shouting at the figure running towards the corner flag on the pitch: "Good shot!!"
The eyes of both of them were red, with tears glistening at the corners of their eyes.
They are still unaware.
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Chen Rui wiped his tears and cried loudly: "It's so great to be a teammate with Hu Lai!!"
Meng Xi beside him pointed at Hu Lai on the court and grinned at Mao Xiao on the other side: "The one who killed the Korean team was my high school teammate... I can brag about this awesomeness for the rest of my life!!"
Mao Xiaoxiao: "The game is not over yet..."
“I don’t care so much, Bang Zi must die today!” Meng Xi interrupted him murderously.
Chu Yifan in the distance asked Yan Yan: "How can you play Hu Lai like this?"
Yan Yan shook his head and sighed: "I can't blow it anymore..."
Chu Yifan laughed heartily.
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On the rostrum, after the initial cheers and celebrations, the managers of the Chinese Super League teams who had scored goals against Hu Lai talked about the past with great interest.
“Speaking of which, when Hu Lai scored against us Haihe, Flashing Star was still in the Chinese League One, right? Oh, at that time I could tell that this kid would have a bright future! As a result, you see, I guessed it!”
"What do you mean? Let me tell you, when Hu Lai was still in the Poseidon youth team, he once played a game with our South China Tigers youth team... I didn't watch that game, but I later heard from our youth team
The coach told me that the Poseidon youth team had a particularly powerful young man who could score goals! Only later did I realize that the coach was talking about Hu Lai!"
“How could such an awesome genius be let go by Poseidon?”
“Shh, keep your voice down…”
Hearing these sounds coming from their ears, Dong Wen and Zhao Kangming turned to look at each other in a tacit understanding. The two did not speak, but just looked at each other and smiled.
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On the coaching bench of the Chinese team, Shi Wuyuan’s eyes widened: “When did this kid learn to shoot from a distance?!”
“You must be confused...” Hong Renjie, the leader of the national team, murmured.
“You can score with just one kick. God is on our side today. The Korean team must die! It’s dead!” Assistant coach Li Zhifei gritted his teeth.
With this goal, the Chinese team's lead expanded to two goals.
This is not just as simple as a two-goal lead. I believe that Hu Lai's world-shaking kick will also severely damage the morale and fighting spirit of the Korean team players.
Do not believe?
Look at the stunned Korean players on and off the court with their heads in their hands.
They were all frightened!
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It was not only the players of the Korean team who were frightened. The head coach of the Korean team, Yang Zhongxun, stood on the sidelines and looked lost.
Before the game, he personally told his players that Hu Lai could not take long shots, and all his goals were scored in the penalty area. So he tried every means to push Hu Lai out of the penalty area. As long as he was out, leave him alone and let him
Just play...
In the end, Hu Lai used such a beautiful long shot and gave him a hard slap in the face.
Not only did it hurt his face, but it also shattered his three-dimensional data, which told me that he couldn’t shoot from long range! Not to mention the goals outside the penalty area, he didn’t even try to shoot from outside the penalty area! Why did he suddenly
Can you score a goal from long range?
?
Be confused!
Yes, he must be fooled!
But after coming back to his senses, Yang Zhongxun was not only not relieved, but his mood became even lower:
He can get in with just one foot. Does this mean that...heaven wants to destroy me?
Yang Zhongxun looked up at the sky and asked God.
Looking across the roof of the stadium, I saw colorful lights appearing in the night sky in the distance.
Perhaps someone lit the fireworks.
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Park Suntae stood on the court, his chest heaving violently and breathing heavily.
His eyes fell on that figure.
Under his watch, Hu Lai ran to the corner flag area and once again made his signature celebration move.
This time, the "HUUUUU!!" that rang out over the stadium was much more orderly than the first time.
It’s also more powerful!
It was as if a storm had broken out in this stadium.
Park Suntai really felt his hair being blown by the wind blowing against his face, and the sweat on his face was also blown away, making him feel slightly chilled.
This coolness has spread all the way to the bottom of my heart.
Because of good scientific training and dietary control, the career of modern football players has increased significantly. Twenty or thirty years ago, the career of a thirty-year-old player may have begun to decline, but now a thirty-year-old player is a professional
The golden age of players.
But today, in the midst of this storm, thirty-year-old Park Soon-tae had this idea for the first time:
Am I getting old?
Then he looked away and turned to look at his Korean teammates, especially the young players who were entrusted with important tasks in this game. Their faces were full of "confusion".
Finally, his eyes fell on the bench. "Xiao Pu Chun Tai", who was replaced in the first half, was sitting on the chair like a sculpture, motionless, as if he was scared...
No, I cannot grow old yet.
This team...the football in this country still needs me!
He turned around and walked towards the center circle, preparing to kick off the ball.
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After the restart, the South Korean team was not able to organize a decent offensive. Although Park Soon-tae worked very hard, he was unable to single-handedly help the South Korean team make a comeback in the away game.
Hu Lai’s world wave seemed not to hit the goal, but to hit the hearts of those Korean players.
It makes them feel flustered and short of breath, unable to lift their legs or take steps.
Park Suntae himself also felt discomfort from the soleus muscle of his right calf in the final stage of the game. In this way, his body reminded him to take it easy and you are not in the best condition yet.
Looking at the Chinese team, the 60,000 fans in the audience kept cheering them on with songs and shouts, becoming their best twelfth man.
Playing in this environment, even the Chinese team players who come off the bench can instantly enter the game state, leaving the Korean team with no opportunity to take advantage of it.
Whether it is offense or defense, the performance of the Chinese team players in every position is several times better than usual.
This is a Chinese team that makes Korean players feel extremely unfamiliar. It is not only different from the one in the Asian Cup the year before last, but also completely different from the one in the top 12 last year.
Although Yang Zhongxun desperately sent more offensive players in the final stage of the game, it did not help.
Even Park Soon-tae failed to perform well.
When the fourth official raised the sign indicating four minutes of injury time, Yan Kang glanced at the score on the big screen. The Chinese team still led the South Korean team by two goals.
This means that there is almost no suspense about the outcome of the game.
He excitedly shouted out the words he had been holding in his heart for a long time: "There is not much time left for...the Korean team!!"
Then he couldn't wait to laugh out loud.
I feel like I have accomplished an important achievement in my interpretation career!
After four minutes of injury time, the score remained unchanged. When Wang Guangwei kicked the football out of the frontcourt with a big kick, the referee blew the whistle to end the game!
“The game is over!!” He Feng announced excitedly. “The game is over!! We won!! Not only did we win the match against the South Korean team! We also won the hope of competing for the right to qualify for the World Cup...”
He choked up as he spoke.
"...When the first half of the top 12 games was over, many people thought that the Chinese team was finished, and we would once again start preparing for the next World Cup in advance...Who would have thought that now! We are still standing in the ring.
, even if we are covered with bruises, noses and faces are swollen, and we are swaying as if a gust of wind will blow us down... But no matter what, we are still in the ring! This time, Chinese football... persisted until the end! We! Didn't! Drop the chain in advance...
!!”
While he was saying this through gritted teeth, Yan Kang next to him reached out his hand and patted his shoulder lightly.
On the pitch they were looking at, the Chinese players on the bench had already rushed forward, and their red figures were running wildly.
Like the waves thrown out by this red ocean.
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