Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 340

"The game has entered stoppage time. The Brazil team pressed across the board and tried to score another goal to win the game... But they made a mistake in passing! The Chinese team blocked the ball in the midfield and Xia Xiaoyu made a long pass. Counterattack! Accurately found Chen Xingyi! Chen Xingyi drove the ball forward, and there were almost no Brazilian players in front! Because they came out in full force, now there is only one central defender and one goalkeeper behind! The Chinese team's Chance! The Chinese team has a chance... to kill Brazil!!!"

There were deafening cheers and boos over the Pasadena Stadium.

The cheers came from Chinese fans.

The boos came from Brazilian fans.

Hu Lai rushed forward panting, but his speed was still far behind Chen Xingyi.

He looked at the back of Yiqi Juechen in front of him and cursed in his heart:

dry! Little Xingxing, wait for me to die!

dry! Why can you run so fast at this time? Did you hang up too? !

Chen Xingyi didn't stop and wait for Hu Lai, but when facing the Brazilian central defender Amorim, he dexterously changed his direction and swayed Amorim to the ground!

The cheers of the Chinese fans in the stands were louder.

No... it's not just that it's a little bigger, it's almost a storm!

"Chen Xingyi! Chen Xingyi went in! Single-handed!!"

Hearing He Feng's roar, Hu Lai ran past Amorin who was knocked down, but Chen Xingyi was already in the penalty area and was going to shoot!

Ordinary players will involuntarily slow down when they see this scene, after all, the offense has nothing to do with them.

But Hu Lai is not an ordinary player. Instead, he gritted his teeth while Chen Xingyi took a shot, squeezing out the last trace of his physical energy, and rushing towards the goal!

The attacking goalkeeper Lemos fell sideways to pounce the ball, but failed to touch the football!

The ball bypassed him and flew towards the goal behind him...

Then hit the goal post!

"Oh! The goalpost!!"

Just when He Feng felt sorry for Chen Xingyi, Hu Lai suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision like a ghost!

I saw him raising his foot and pushing against the bounced football!

Without a trace of suspense, the football just flew into the goal of the Brazilian team!

"Hu Lai!!! Hu Lai!!! Pretty Hu Lai!! Lore! This is a lore in the absolute sense! The Chinese team defeated the Brazil team 4:3 and advanced to the knockout stage!! It is simply amazing!! Great performance—— Ahhh!! Hu Lai! His fourth goal of the game..."

He Feng was so excited that his frantic voice stopped abruptly, and then the whole world began to tremble.

Hu Lai thought there was another earthquake in Los Angeles... At this moment, he opened his eyes and found himself sitting on the seat of the plane with a seat belt on.

Before Hu Lai came back to his senses, the plane shook again.

Turns out... is it a dream? I said why I could hear the commentary during the game just now...

When Hu Lai was a little confused, he heard Chen Xingyi's exclamation from behind him: "Yeah!"

"Little Xingxing, you are good at it. You are just encountering air currents. Don't behave like Pu Guixian!" Then there was Brother Huan's vomit.

"Fuck..." Chen Xingyi's voice came out, "What airflow? I had a nightmare just now!"

"Nightmare? What nightmare?"

"I dreamed that I had a chance to kill the Brazil team, but I hit the football on the goalpost..." Chen Xingyi said. "As a result, I was sorry, so I was awakened..."

As soon as Hu Lai in front heard this, he turned his head and said to Chen Xingyi: "What a coincidence, Little Xingxing. I also had a dream just now. I dreamed that I would shoot your football on the goal post again. We scored the goal, we beat Brazil and reached the top 16! Hey, did you say it was a coincidence?"

Chen Xingyi was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. The teammates around him were already laughing.

"Hu Lai, you uncle!" Chen Xingyi, who was wearing a seat belt, couldn't easily pounce on Hu Lai, pinched his neck, and could only raise his **** to him.

"What did I lie to you? I really had such a dream!" Hu Lai said very sincerely.

Everyone laughed more happily.

Seeing that everyone obviously didn't believe it, Hu Lai sighed: "You guys! Why do you tell the truth and no one believes it!"

Everyone ignored him and continued to laugh, and some people ridiculed Chen Xingyi: "Chen Xingyi, you and Hu Lai can dream together in your dreams. It's really good!"

Chen Xingyi raised his **** and shot around.

Hearing cheers and laughter from the cabin in front, Yao Huasheng turned his head and just glanced at it before turning back with a smile.

They have ended their journey to the World Cup and are flying back to the Chinese capital from Los Angeles.

"Oh...even though two days have passed, I still feel...like a dream!" Mao Jun, the team's deputy captain sitting next to Yao Huasheng, said with emotion in his laughter.

"Still moved after waking up?" Yao Huasheng continued the next sentence.

Mao Jun was stunned for a moment: "What a mess!"

Yao Huasheng also laughed.

In the laughter, Mao Jun was asking him: "I'm serious, Lao Yao. Don't you feel that way? An unreal feeling, for fear that I wake up with my eyes open and find that it is really just a dream. That's it..."

Yao Huasheng did not put away the smile on his face. He smiled and asked Mao Junzheng: "How is it possible? How could it be a dream? I can still recall every detail of our three matches in the World Cup. One. Remember so clearly, how can it be a dream? The dream you have, can you still remember every detail in the dream?"

Mao Jun is shaking his head: "I don't remember clearly..."

"So, how can it be a dream to be remembered so clearly?" Yao Huasheng shook his head and smiled, "I still remember the scene where Hu Lai scored our first goal in the World Cup... I was in the backcourt at the time. , I saw him kicking the goal from behind, I was still thinking that Hu Lai was crazy, right? Why did he shoot so far? But following me, I saw the football that was originally on the turf jumped up and hit the crossbar. The bottom edge shot the goal... I told you that my hairs were all up at the time! It's really not an exaggeration, that's the feeling, there is only "I'm fucking" in my mind...

"Actually, before coming to the World Cup this time, I also thought about a lot of situations that we might encounter in the World Cup. I also imagined how I would feel when we scored in the World Cup... But after much deliberation, nothing Thinking of when the goal really came in the end, my real reaction was goosebumps and a tingling scalp..."

Speaking of this, Yao Huasheng smiled: "I should not be able to participate in the next World Cup, so I have to keep in mind what happened in this World Cup."

"Are you going to withdraw from the national team?" Mao Jun was listening, feeling that the taste was not right, and asked quickly.

"Of course not. At least not now. Those old guys who have finally participated in the World Cup have some experience in the World Cup. What are they going to retreat? Can't bring young people with you?" Yao Huasheng explained.

"Oh, but I heard that Shi Gui will not coach us anymore..." Mao Jun was lowering his voice.

Hearing that Yao Huasheng was silent for a while before he said: "No matter who is our head coach, we old guys have to stabilize the team, let alone lose the chain at this time."

Mao Junzheng still sighed: "I think the coaching is very good, and the team has also run in a tacit understanding, why should I not do it? I know that the contract he signed with the Football Association was to finish the World Cup. But the World Cup results are so good, should I always renew?"

"It's okay to give a guide if you want to retreat from the rapids, right? Don't guess, let's do our own thing, don't express opinions on the outside..."

"I know, I just...feel a pity."

The voices of the two of them gradually became quieter.

"Old Li, how does your dishwasher work?"

"It's useless."

"Ah? Useless?" Shi Wuyin was surprised, "Isn't it useful?"

"My wife can't use it, I always think it's not clean..."

"That can't be! I have read a lot of reviews, and they all say that the dishwasher uses less water and cleans the dishes compared to manual washing..." Shi Wuyin stopped here suddenly, and then he looked at Li Zhifei and smiled. Get up, "I understand. Where is the dishwasher not clean? It's just my sister-in-law who missed you, ha!"

Li Zhifei was a little embarrassed: "It really took a long time to come out this time..."

Shi Wuyin smiled and said: "Don't worry, Lao Li. This time it's over, and I won't be like this again in the future. You can really stay at home until your sister-in-law bothers you."

"But I'm a bit reluctant. They..." Li Zhifei glanced back at the cabin behind which was constantly changing into laughter. "They are really a bunch of good guys!"

"There is no permanent banquet in the world. When our historical mission is completed, we should retreat as soon as possible, and don't occupy the pit or shit."

"Tsk, what you said...I understand, the rapids retreat bravely, so as not to lead the team with bad results and be scolded by others, but to wipe out the goodwill accumulated in the World Cup, hey!"

"That's what it means, ha!"

"You really can't bear it? Don't you want to change your mind?"

Shi Wuyin smiled and shook his head: "There must be, but whenever that happens, I tell myself:'Shi Wuyin, how old are you, do you really think that Chinese football will be over without you? Hurry up and get out! Thinking of your kindness instead of scolding you for failing to protect the late festival!'..."

Hearing Shi Wuyin's words like this, Li Zhifei was silent, because he found that this situation really had a very high probability of happening. Regardless of the fact that the Chinese team is currently playing well in the World Cup, many fans have shouted on the Internet such things as "no guidance in this life".

But if they continue to advise and lead the Chinese team to not achieve satisfactory results, such as being eliminated in the Asian Cup group stage, or failing to qualify for the World Cup... Do you see anyone scolding them, I am afraid that the scolding will be even worse...

So in fact, after leading the team to play the World Cup, quickly resign after getting good results, leaving everyone with a perfect back is the right choice.

"... Besides, Lao Li, I'm tired too... I want to lie flat under the big tree and sleep in the cool."

Speaking of Shi Wuyin, he actually put the chair back down, lay on it, and closed his eyes.

Li Zhifei looked at Shi Wuyin, who was already gray-haired, and then remembered that the man in front of him was only forty-three years old, seventeen years younger than himself, and he was a veritable "marshal".

However, he has been declining prematurely by the heavy pressure of the job of the head coach of the Chinese team.

He recalled the moments when they were partners together, from the National Youth Team to the National Olympic Team, and then to the National Team.

The tension before the first game of the Olympic Games, and the tension before the first game of the World Cup.

Obviously he has no bottom in his heart, but he still pretends to be confident in front of the players.

Maybe I had already given up in my heart, but after seeing Hu Lai's goal, the excitement of escaping from death...

Thinking of this, Li Zhifei was still a little palpitating, as if he had revisited his World Cup trip.

For Chinese fans, this is an extremely beautiful summer.

The same is true for him and Shi Wuyin.

It's just that the price paid behind the beauty is a bit big, and the heart can't stand it...

I'm really tired, so take a good rest.

He didn't bother Shi Wuyin again, he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long in the past, the captain's announcement sounded in the cabin:

"Ladies and gentlemen, our plane will arrive at the Capital International Airport in 50 minutes. On behalf of all the crew members, I would like to welcome all the players, coaches and staff of the Chinese National Men's Football Team home! Thank you for being here this year. A wonderful game dedicated to us at the World Cup! I hope we can meet Spain and Portugal in four years' time. Thank you! I wish you a safe journey and good health!"

Cheers and applause rang out from the cabin.

The players got up from their seats and looked down through the portholes.

Beneath the misty clouds, the sun slanted on the sea and dyed the sea golden.

There are many black dots scattered all over the golden sea, pulling out ripples.

Those are freighters on the Bohai Bay.

After a long journey of 13 hours, they finally arrived in this land.

Fifteen days ago, they left China amidst all the expectations, and went to a grand appointment with everyone's eager anticipation.

Fifteen days later ~www.mtlnovel.com~ they returned to China with three draws and six goals.

The hustle and bustle of the expedition seemed to be right in front of them, but they had already returned.

Half a month is very long, but very short.

Now, looking at the golden sea below and the faint land in the distance, there is an unspeakable emotion in everyone's heart.

Four years later, I hope we can still fly like this, across mountains and seas, to go to another grand appointment...

PS, these few days have been single changes, until the fourth volume is finished, thank you for your understanding and cooperation.

In addition, the Copa America final kicks off at this time. I feel that Argentina should be able to win this time. Messi is also much more mature than before and is more like a captain. Under his leadership, this time it should be Argentina's turn to win the championship anyway!