Chapter 468 Tiger! Tiger! Tiger! (Epilogue: Tonight, no one will sleep)
I don’t know which daredevil ignited the fireworks outside the Dashuai Stadium with a shake of his hand. It may be that there are daredevils from all over the country, or it may be that these daredevils saw the sky above the Dashuai Stadium suddenly become colorful on the TV screen.
In his excitement, he forgot the orders from his superiors.
In short, after Wang Ai completed his personal hat trick with a fearless and amazing goal, his personal national team scored 23 goals in 15 games, and completely crushed the resistance of the Korean team, in the remaining few minutes of the game, China and South Korea
Both sides took place under the colorful night sky.
The sound of constant explosions even interfered with the Qatari referee's law enforcement. He blew the final whistle six times! He kept grabbing people and blowing them in the face, which made the two sides who were extremely invested stand stunned on the spot. Then the fans at the scene
Even in the noise that suppressed the explosion of fireworks, others realized that the game was over.
Yes, it's over. This game that made fans of China and South Korea extremely concerned, and leaders of both countries paying attention to it overnight, is finally over. This decisive game for the Chinese team to enter the World Cup for the second time is over.
In the yellow-black stands, the fans could not suppress their excitement. They kept jumping and roaring with their arms raised, or talking incoherently, laughing, shouting, and crying with the people around them in a language that no one could understand.
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Liu Jianhong in the commentary box reluctantly said: "Congratulations to the Chinese team!" After that, he decisively turned off the microphone, stood up, turned around, glanced at his partner Zhang Lu, and said: "Lao Zhang", and burst into tears. At the same time,
In the Beijing live broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang and Tao Wei did not immediately take over the commentary work. In this live broadcast room, the director, lighting, conductor, host, and guests all applauded, hugged, and celebrated this splendid night.
After four years of waiting, we can finally go to the World Cup again, and we can finally get on the highest stage again.
In the VIP box, the leaders of the provincial party committee who were present stood up to express their congratulations to Yan Shiduo, Nan Yong, Zhang Jilong, Xue Li, etc. In the box next to them, Nian Weisi, Zeng Xuelin, Qi Wusheng and other national football players from all previous generations came to watch the game in person.
The coaches stood up one after another, shook hands with each other, then faced the court in unison and waved to the cameras that were sweeping over.
Fans across the country saw these weather-beaten faces one after another, and countless resentments were turned into warmth. The fans at the scene even shouted their names that had long been forgotten by the public and had not been publicly shouted out for many years.
In the box on the other side, Wang Bin and Ai Xiaoqing were sitting on the sofa, looking through the closed-circuit television at their son who was pressed down by the team members' stack of Arhats, and occasionally glanced at the five women in front of the railing who were behaving differently. Huang Xin
Using the back of her hand that is already famous across the country for holding an idiot, she blocked her mouth, which was about to cry. Leonie and Shi Wenjun jumped into the stadium together, waved, and shouted like the fans.
Constance came and huddled in the corner, not daring to make a sound, but she couldn't restrain her excitement and stamped her feet on the ground.
Xu Qinglian smiled broadly. She held her hands on the railing in the middle, took deep breaths, and turned her head first to look at Ai Xiaoqing, who was in tears. She called out "Auntie Ai" and spread her arms in Ai Xiaoqing's arms.
Below these boxes, all members of the Chinese star football team arrived and occupied three boxes. When the camera swept over, familiar faces were shouting with excitement like the fans, while Pan Changjiang and Guo Da
The two of them were handing out tiger head hats to their friends one by one. Chen Daoming was the first to put them on, looking left and right curiously.
Team leader Zhu Heyuan brought more than a dozen national flags and stopped the national players who were running around the field chasing each other. Everyone took them one after another, draped them on their bodies like Wang Junxia did back then, and went around the field to celebrate. Bai Guanghai just ran out with a roar,
Shubert grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back, so he had to jump on one leg non-stop. Poor Hao, who was far away in the Beyond Rehabilitation Medical Center of China Medical University, was pinned down on the bed by the team doctor and nurse just as he was about to get up.
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At this time, the host at the Dashuai Stadium began to play "Singing the Motherland".
So, gradually, the whole audience started to sing loudly. Otherwise, it would be impossible to express the excitement.
Ali Haan was thrown into the sky by everyone. The poor fat old Dutch man didn't know what happened to his high blood pressure. Before Wang Ai was caught and launched into the sky, he was caught by Liu Jianhong and escaped.
"Wang Ai! Do you have anything to say to fans across the country?" Liu Jianhong shouted at the top of his lungs.
Wang Ai faced the camera held by Lin Long and clenched his fist with one hand: "We want to go to the highest stage in the world, and nothing can stop us! We, China, want to return to where we should be, and nothing can stop us! We
Chinese……"
Although Liu Jianhong was excited, his quality was still there. He saw that Wang Ai might go off track again. This was a game that was broadcast and live broadcast in many countries around the world. He quickly directed Lin Long to interview the next one. Wang Ai didn't care and ran back to talk to his teammates again.
They celebrate.
The commotion lasted for half an hour. The guests in the stands were chatting and laughing without any worries. They waited until everyone's enthusiasm had almost dissipated and the national team thanked the fans many times before returning to the locker room.
Go to the stands and come to the locker room to meet all the international players.
Subsequently, as the landlord, Chaoyue Company hosted a banquet for all members of the national team, their families who came from afar, and some fan representatives at the Liaozu Hotel. The main leaders of the provincial party committee also happily accepted the invitation and delivered a passionate speech at the banquet.
Praise this national football team as a team full of fighting spirit, vitality and talent. Praise the victory of this national team composed mainly of Liaoshen players, which provides a strong impetus for the rich and beautiful land of Liaoshen and the people of Liaoshen to regain their confidence.
Later, Yan Shiduo said with a smile on his face: Congratulations to all the team members for their hard work, allowing the Chinese team to compete in the World Cup for the second time. This is the best gift we give to the 56th birthday of the motherland. I hope everyone will continue to work hard and not relax. From now on,
Build up strength for next year's World Cup.
After the leaders made speeches, the banquet began. Half an hour later, the leaders took their leave, and the banquet hall was in ruins. With Lao Hao appearing in a wheelchair, the banquet hall reached a climax, and everyone expressed their feelings for the veteran.
Sincere respect: Lao Hao was given a bath with countless champagnes.
It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning the next day that the party came to an end.
Before that, Wang Ai had left the game early and returned to his relatives. Everything here was his hard work, as well as the hard work of his parents and relatives. When the international football players kept pouring wine on each other in the hall downstairs,
, Wang Ai's family, the five girls around him and several close guards also held a small banquet, which lasted until midnight.
