There was a point error in the previous chapter, and it has been modified.

Two days later, news of another game came. Iran defeated Qatar 2-0, surpassing China and Saudi Arabia with 12 points, ranking first.

When the news came, the fans still had not let go of their hearts.

Currently, only Iran has finished 8 games in the top ten games, with 12 points and 4 goals. The second is the Chinese team, with 11 points and 2 goals in 7 rounds of games, and Saudi Arabia, with 11 points and 1 goal difference in 7 rounds of games.

The fourth is Kuwait, with 8 points and 1 goal difference in 7 rounds of games. If you defeat the Chinese team by more than one goal in the last game and Saudi Arabia loses to Qatar, you can still get a glimmer of hope as the second in the group.

There is still a possibility of qualifying in Kuwait, but Qatar, with 7 points, has been completely eliminated one round ahead of schedule.

"So we must win the next game! Only by winning the game can we take the right to qualify in our own hands!" Xiao Rong waved her small fist and analyzed the points table in the newspaper to Lao Rong.

After returning to Fuzhou from Jinzhou, Xiaorong became much more sensible.

Not only do homework as soon as school is over, but also helps his mother with some housework within her ability in her spare time.

Lao Rong did not restrict her children, and she would greet Xiao Rong to watch the ball first every time there was a game.

The family of three sat happily on the sofa, recording every bit of the Chinese team in the top ten games.

Rong Ma praised her son for being sensible whenever she met everyone, and contacted her son's sensibility with going to Jinzhou to watch football. The neighbors were also considering whether to take their children to Jinzhou to watch the last "life-and-death battle" of the Chinese team.

Xiaorong's analysis is correct, and she is even more professional than some adults.

If the Chinese team draws the next game, although there is a possibility of qualifying, the probability is too low.

Qatar is a recognized weak team, but Saudi Arabia is a strong enemy. With Saudi Arabia's strength, it is no problem to win a big victory.

Therefore, even if you lose in the last game, you can't be a draw. Sometimes, the draw is even more regretful than the failure.

During this period, the most anxious one should be the Iranian team.

They have completed 8 games and handed over the papers in advance means giving up the initiative.

Because although they are temporarily ranked first, as long as both Chinese and Saudi Arabia win, the Iranians will be eliminated. On the contrary, as long as any team on both sides does not win, Iran will at least have a chance.

The top ten competitions were so anxious that the results were not achieved until the end of the last round and the last game, which was something I never thought of before the game.

Such fierce competition is exactly what FIFA is happy to see. If the competition is fierce and attracts the attention of fans, it will naturally expand the influence of football.

In addition, this year's World Cup expansion is the best time to attract fans around the world

In the early morning of November 12, the city of Dalian was extremely quiet. The pedestrians on the streets disappeared, as if they suddenly turned into an empty city. Several sparrows that were not ready for winter flew to the branches, looking for some food abandoned by humans.

After breakfast, the entire Chinese team management held a preparation meeting.

Lad arranged the afternoon game tactics with entrusted people. The players sat in their usual positions and took notes carefully. The team leader also hosted the meeting according to the management and kicked out the requirements. Everything was so orderly and quiet.

In the afternoon, the players woke up very early after taking a nap, brought their competition equipment, and sat in the car early to wait.

No one spoke, everyone was preparing for each game. Some team members even communicated very quietly, afraid of disturbing the people around them.

The team doctors carried mineral water, medicines and essential equipment, the student on duty carried two major networks to practice using balls, the translator brought the athlete's passport and ID card, the coach brought the notebook and the stopwatch

Wang Junsheng was the last to walk out of the hotel, and there were still ten minutes left before departure.

The bus started slowly, and the corner of the street where the cordon had just been driven out, the scene that caught my eye shocked everyone.

Those "disappeared" Dalian fans had already driven to the Jinzhou Development Zone at some point, but they were afraid that their arrival would disturb the rest of the national football athletes. So they lined up one by one, stood outside the cordon in an orderly manner, waiting for the Chinese team to set off.

Now that I saw the bus ready to leave, everyone stood up from the ground and saluted at the slowly coming bus.

Still no one said anything.

There are obviously thousands of pairs of eyes and so many nostrils breathing, but there is still no one making any noise on the streets of Golden State.

Standing in front of the front were hundreds of fans with their upper body naked. In a weather of only 2 degrees Celsius, they waited shirtless for a morning.

These fans had red belts wrapped around their heads, banners or flags in their hands, with words such as "I don't accept it, we won't admit defeat", "Still out of Asia to the death", "Die for football", "Chinese team will win".

Behind them was a five-star red flag about 100 square meters. Many people painted it red on their chests, saying "Ten years have passed, I'll wait for this dynasty", "I'll never die, I'll defend Chinese football to the death", "All reactionaries are paper tigers", "Entering France".

Seeing the bus coming slowly, the group of people in front of him began to move aside, and the bus slowly drove into the crowd.

When the bus was completely overwhelmed by the crowd, someone shouted: "Come on, come on!"

"Come on China!!!"

"The Chinese team will win!"

"The Chinese team will win!!!"

The roaring fans poured their passion on the national flag. They shouted loudly and roared. They used all the strength they could contribute to cheer for the Chinese team.

Wang Junsheng in the car could no longer hold back his eyes, and two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

He opened the car window, poked his head out and shouted loudly, "I will never return!"

"I will never return!"

"I will never return if I cannot win!!"

"I won't win!!!"

All the players could not suppress their feelings, and their eyes were soaked in tears. The order that maintained the stability for a whole morning was instantly defeated, and sobbing sounds even sounded in the bus.

"If I don't win this game, I don't have the shame to go home to see my relatives!" Ma Mingyu sighed, closed his eyes, leaned his head on the chair, and cried silently.

The veterans who participated in the 1994 World Cup also remembered the past, and were ready to go, and looked home.

It is 6.5 kilometers from the national football base to Jinzhou Stadium, wherever the bus goes, fans follow. In the end, even the driver even had the illusion that the road was lined with fans.

It took almost an hour to walk twenty minutes.

Looking out the window at the buildings, shops, streets and trees in Dalian Development Zone, and looking at the bay of Dalian, the motherland's reform and opening up policy has achieved such great achievements!

Dalian is developing rapidly, and people's lives are changing with each passing day.

So can Chinese football take advantage of this upward momentum to break out of Asia in one fell swoop?

After the team arrived at the stadium, Wang Junsheng and officials from the Dalian Municipal Party Committee who had been waiting for a long time came onto the rostrum.

"Sir, sit here."

Wang Junsheng looked up and found that he was the deputy director of the Regulations Department of the State Sports Commission.

"Are you watching the ball?" Wang Junsheng said as he sat down.

"We have four directors in total, and we are all here today." Director Luan laughed.

"Thank you for your concern for football." Wang Junsheng thanked from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't say that." Director Luan waved his hand, "When Comrade Xiaoping was still here, he liked to watch football games. And look, which sports are so popular and supported by the public like football? To put it simply, with the current popularity of football, if you develop like this for two years, this project may be included in the basic national policy!"

While speaking, the stands at Golden State Stadium were filled with fans at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh! Our venue is still too small!" Director Luan sighed, "I heard that Iran's home stadium can accommodate 100,000 fans. When playing with us, I squeezed in more than 110,000. When I came here, I saw that many of our fans could not buy tickets and were waiting for news outside the stadium. If our stadium is big enough, our home stadium will definitely not be worse than that of Iran!"

"That's right, that's it." Wang Junsheng nodded, "Taking the wind of the top ten games, Liaoning Football Team's approval has almost given the green light all the way, and the provincial and municipal party committees have both hands agreed. It is said that Liaoning Football Team has planned the venue in the Hunan New District of Shengjing and will start construction soon. If this stadium is built, it can accommodate at least a small 100,000."

"Yes, I'm waiting for the stadium to be built! And maybe one day in the future, this stadium can host a World Cup!" Director Luan laughed.

After laughing, Director Luan looked at the players who were warming up in the venue and suddenly asked: "Sen Jun, tell me, will Ou Chuliang play today?"

At this time, Ou Chuliang also appeared in the warm-up team with the players in the Jinzhou Stadium. This is the first time that Ou Chuliang has appeared in the public eye since the last match against Iran. Today, Ou Chuliang's name is also in the eye.

"This" Wang Junsheng hesitated for a moment.

"It's okay, just say to me as usual." Director Luan whispered, "Anyway, the competition is about to begin, I just want to have a clear mind."

"Oh! I'm going to tell you, Ou Chuliang is not today." Wang Junsheng sighed.

When Director Luan heard Wang Junsheng's answer, he understood.

In such an important game, if the goalkeeper had not been unable to continue the game, it would not be the turn of the substitute goalkeeper to appear. So Ou Chuliang's appearance today was to give the fans an expired reassurance.

Just then, the sharp-eyed fans also discovered Ou Chuliang.

Many fans were so excited that they snatched the railings and shouted: "Ou Chuliang, Ou Chuliang, Ou Chuliang!!!"

Gradually, the fans' calls became a whole, and Ou Chuliang could not pretend not to hear it.

He stopped, turned around, and waved to the fans.

"Mom, why don't Ou Chuliang warm up with a jersey?" asked a young fan under 10 years old in the stands.

The child and mother looked at the male owner together, and the male owner was full of bitterness.

The players were all wearing uniforms and warmed up, and they were a little substitute, and they didn't change their equipment except sneakers. After all, the weather was so cold, no one wanted to wear short-sleeved clothes in the cold wind, even the goalkeeper.

Ou Chuliang didn't even wear gloves, and used continuous ground rolling balls and half-high balls to help Fu Bing warm up, trying to help him reach his best condition before the game.

Seeing Ou Chuliang like this, the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of all male fans was also shattered.

In front of the TV, Squad Leader Bai stared at Ou Chuliang's side face and watched him kick the ball accurately into Fu Bing's arms again and again.

"Fu Bing, if you dare to lose the ball and let my Xiaoliang's efforts be wasted, I will never spare you in my life!"

At 16:15 pm, the Chinese team played the final round of the World Cup qualifiers at Dalian Jinzhou Stadium and Kuwait. On the other hand, although there were some small errors in the jet lag, Saudi Arabia and Qatar started the game less than ten minutes late.

The temperature almost dropped to 0 degrees, but the fans who filled the court did not feel the cold at all.

Kuwait, who fought desperately, has replaced the strongest lineup, and even if there is only a glimmer of hope, they have to fight for it.
To be continued...