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Chapter 150 Sorry that you are no longer young

  Rasulov kept drinking water, except that the water bottle was taken away from his mouth, but his other posture did not change at all.

 Remnants of water dripped from his mouth and chin, soaking his shirt and suit on his chest.

The cheers in the workers’ body continued, one wave after another, one wave louder than the other.

Rasulov, who finally came to his senses, looked down at the mineral water bottle in his hand and wanted to smash the bottle to the ground to vent his anger.

 Because he had a lot of curse words in his heart.

 Left foot!

 It turned out to be his fucking left foot!

 Rasulov feels that today everyone must be against themselves.

He did not consider Zhang Qinghuan's scoring ability in the first half, and as a result, Zhang Qinghuan made a sudden shot from outside the penalty area and scored.

 He finally applied the patch during halftime.

 But he ran into Hu Lai’s left foot!

 As long as you study Hulay's goal videos, you will know that Hulay is a player who is good at playing with his right foot. His performance with his left foot is very average, even not very good.

Hulay himself knows this, so he tries to avoid shooting with his left foot during games, just to ensure the accuracy of the shot.

 So he Rasulov did not emphasize to his players to pay attention to guarding Hulay's left foot.

Now it’s better, Hu Lai just used his left foot to score the goal!

  It’s like taking turns to slap myself in the face...

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Hu Lai lowered his head and glanced at the red knot on his right wrist. It was the "lover's red rope" that could increase luck.

His goal just now was indeed due to luck.

 Because his left foot didn't kick well, and his power was awkward, and he barely touched the football.

Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly kicked out a shot with an erratic line and a tricky angle. The football went straight to the back corner, almost hitting a blind spot.

 Sure enough, children who love to laugh will not have bad luck.

Thinking of this, the smile on Hu Lai's face became a little brighter.

This smile fell in the eyes of the Uzbek players... They are no longer in the mood to study the meaning behind Hulay's smile!

  ※※※

Whether it was in the stands of the Workers' Stadium or on the Internet, Hu Lai's goal made many Chinese fans' hearts drop back into their stomachs.

Everyone knows that a one-goal lead is not safe, and they also know that the Chinese team must score more goals. So from the beginning of the second half, they were worried that the Chinese team would be unable to break through Uzbekistan's goal. In the end, they lost patience and allowed Uzbekistan to use counterattacks.

Even if Uzbekistan loses the game in the end, as long as they score an away goal, it is half the victory.

 Looking at the densely defended Uzbekistan, everyone was worried.

 I don’t know how the Chinese team will break through Uzbekistan’s dense defense.

As a result, sixteen minutes into the second half, the Chinese team once again scored the opponent's goal through Hu Lai!

Uzbekistan’s intensive defense in front of him doesn’t seem so impregnable anymore...

The two-goal lead gives Chinese fans a greater sense of security, and many Chinese fans are already thinking about the final battle with Paraguay.

This time, it looks like they are really going to the World Cup to experience it.

In front of the TV, Wang Yuan turned to look at her husband and asked softly: "Do you feel a little regretful?"

Qin Lin shook his head: "I have no regrets, but I'm glad."

 “What are you thankful for?” The wife was puzzled.

"I'm glad these young people came out at this time. If they had been born in the same era as me, all their talents would have been buried and wasted." Qin Lin glanced at his son Qin Qi, who was sitting diagonally in front of him.

."Fortunately, they caught up with the good times."

Wang Yuan followed his gaze and looked at her son, and instantly understood what her husband wanted to express.

 It is indeed something to be thankful for.

Whether it is Hu Lai, Chen Xingyi, Luo Kai, or his own child Xiaoqi, they are all in a good era.

 Most of my husband’s career coincided with the darkest years of Chinese football.

And now the darkness is gone and light shines on the earth.

 “But I’m sorry.” Wang Yuan said suddenly.

Qin Lin looked at her strangely: "What do you regret?"

“I don’t regret that they are not in the same era as you, I am sorry that you are not in the same era as them. Lao Qin, it would be great if you were ten years younger..."

These words made Qin Lin feel a little dazed.

He did have such thoughts sometimes. It would be great if I were ten years younger. In my early thirties, I am still the golden age of my career. Fighting side by side with these young people, the Chinese team will not have to go through one game after another like now.

A play-off match to compete for tickets to the World Cup finals.

 But he also knows that this kind of thinking is meaningless, so sometimes he will even deliberately not think like this. Just to avoid falling into unnecessary sadness, which will slow down his progress.

 Let the past go, and if there are any regrets, just have them... It is precisely because of regrets that I have the motivation to move on.

The son who was watching the game heard the conversation between his parents and suddenly said: "Mom, I saw someone wrote this idea into a novel on the Internet!"

 The couple were both surprised: "Huh?"

"There is an online author named 'Lin Hai Tingtao' who wrote a novel, and the main character is dad." Qin Qi took advantage of the live broadcast game to enter a relatively calm stage, and introduced it to his parents eloquently. "Write.

Dad woke up on the second day after retiring and found that he was possessed by a young player with the same name as Anton Shining Star. He became teammates with Brother Hu, Brother Huan, Brother Wang, and Brother Xiaoyu... He had a twenty-year-old

Body, but with the rich experience of a veteran, starting from scratch in the reserve team of Anton Shining Star... Now it has been updated to the point where dad was selected for the national team for the first time... The writing is very good, and many people are following the update...

…”

 Qin Lin and his wife Wang Yuan were stunned when they heard this.

 He couldn't help but ask: "I became a young man after retiring? What about myself? I mean, am I not a coach? What should I do if I meet me in Flash Star?"

The son spread his hands: "Lin Da said, you have traveled to a parallel time and space. Except for you, everything in that time and space is the same as ours, but there is no player named Qin Lin at all. It means you use this method

It makes up for your regret, so that you can participate in the World Cup with Brother Hu and Brother Huan..."

 Qin Lin thought about it and found that this setting was a bit... attractive.

He was about to ask his son what the name of this book was when he heard a chill in his wife's voice next to him: "I asked you why your unit test scores have dropped recently... It turns out that you haven't studied hard all day long.

Gone are those messy novels!"

Qin Qi also came to his senses, and waved his hands quickly: "No, Mom... just listen to my explanation! I didn't read it, I just listened to what my classmates told me. They all know that my dad is Qin Lin... just introduce it to me.

I bought this book. How can I have time to read... I don’t like reading novels..."

"Didn't you read the novel? Then what's the reason for your decline in grades?" Wang Yuan stared at him with a scrutinizing look, "Is it...puppy love?"

Qin Qi was startled: "Mom, what are you talking nonsense about?"

 Qin Lin coughed: "Okay, okay, let's continue watching the game!"

   When he said this, the mother would no longer cause trouble for her son, and she just gave him a hard look.

Qin Qi narrowly escaped death and felt relieved in his heart. He quietly sat in a chair and watched the game without saying a word, for fear of drawing his mother's hatred again.

  ※※※

The episode that took place in the living room of a small villa in the distant Jincheng has nothing to do with the game being played at the Capital Works Stadium.

 After taking a two-goal lead, the Chinese team continued to attack.

 Uzbekistan, already two goals behind, is in a dilemma:

Either continue to shrink the defense, hoping to stop the score at 2:0. In this way, although Uzbekistan lost the game and conceded two goals, it can avoid conceding more goals. After all, it is obvious now that the Chinese team’s

The momentum is already building. Uzbekistan, which has lost two goals, is not completely hopeless in returning home, but if it loses three goals, the game will end early.

Or just fight hard, attack out, and try to score a goal. This will not only gain valuable away goals, but also reduce the difference between the two sides to one goal. In the second round, Uzbekistan, which returns home, will get

More room for performance.

 Both options have pros and cons.

Head coach Rasulov must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise as time goes by, the Uzbek players will be in confusion on the field and not know what to do.

That is the most dangerous time.

 In the end, Rasulov made the choice to shrink his defense and try to defend 0:2 and go home.

 This is also because when he hesitated, the Chinese team's offensive became more and more fierce.

 After taking a two-goal lead, the whole team got into shape and gained confidence. Amid the cheers of the Workers’ Sports fans, the team played more and more energetically.

Uzbekistan’s defense is under huge pressure.

 If we still attack in this situation, we may lose another away goal before we get it...

This time Uzbekistan has shrunk even more completely, which is basically equivalent to putting a bus in front of the door.

 In the end, they were able to hold on to the score until the end of the game.

“The game is over! The Chinese team defeated Uzbekistan 2:0 in the first round of the play-offs! A good start!”

 He Feng raised his voice and said loudly amidst the cheers from the audience:

"In the process of competing for the play-offs with Paraguay, we currently have the first-mover advantage. However, this is a two-round game after all. From this game alone, we cannot draw the conclusion that we can definitely go further. I hope that the Chinese team will

Guys, don't be arrogant or impetuous, don't be proud, don't relax, keep working hard! A hundred miles is only half a mile, don't think about how far we are from the World Cup, treat every step as the first step!"

 “See you in Tashkent on October 14th in five days!”


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