"It's over, it's over, it's really over!"

When the game was played for about ten minutes, all the fans who were watching the game across the country were worried and scared. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

During the period at the beginning of the game, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Chinese team had a very serious psychological pressure problem. At the beginning, the Uzbekistan team was afraid of the previous Chinese team's successive victories against Iran and South Korea, and they were very bottomless in their hearts at the home of the Chinese team.

After discovering that the Chinese team did not seem to be as strong as they thought, the morale of the Uzbek team was immediately boosted. With morale, the mentality is different, and the whole person is let go.

"Come on, Chinese team!

"World Cup, World Cup!"

With the cheering of the fans at the scene, the Chinese team became more and more heavy. Any slogan full of expectations has become an unbearable pressure for the Chinese team.

The Chinese team played very nervously, wanting to win and afraid of losing. After the momentum of the Uzbekistan team increased, the situation of the Chinese team on the field became more passive. Not only did it not have the momentum of not being afraid of strong enemies and becoming more and more courageous the more it fought, but there were frequent mistakes.

If you make too many mistakes, you will give your opponent more opportunities, which will bring more threat and pressure to your own side. The more this happens, the more nervous your side is. It became an inevitable reality that the Chinese team was suppressed by the Uzbek team.

"Bang!" Uzbekistan fired a low shot wide of the goal.

"The Chinese team escaped. But the danger remains. Liu Jianhong, who was serving as a commentator, said worriedly.

"Bang!" was another Uzbek shot that went over the crossbar.

"The danger continues, and the Chinese team is under great defensive pressure. ”

"Bang!" a long-range shot from the Uzbek team was saved by goalkeeper Zeng Cheng.

Zeng Cheng temporarily kept the goal of the Chinese team, but if it goes on like this, it will be a matter of time before he concedes a goal. The rest of the Chinese team also has to stand up. ”

It seems that the Chinese team's shock that would collapse at a critical time in the past has returned. No matter how people from the outside world look forward to it and make suggestions, the Chinese team is nervous and shrinks.

In a game where you are bound to lose for a long time, and it is difficult to fight back when you are completely suppressed by your opponent, you can never hope that the defense will not go wrong. What's more, is it the Chinese team that made frequent mistakes today?

In the twenty-seventh minute of the game, the Chinese team made another mistake. This time, the Uzbekistan team finally seized the opportunity, and Zeng Cheng couldn't save it.

"Uzbekistan has scored!"

Uzbekistan's striker Serigeyev scored the Chinese goal.

The moment the ball flew into the goal, the entire Tianhe Stadium fell silent. From the original hustle and bustle, the cheering and cheering sky has become quieter than ever. All the home fans stared blankly at the Uzbekistan team, which was celebrating passionately.

This is not true!

Something must have gone wrong!

Didn't the Chinese team even win the strongest team in Group A, Iran and South Korea? Didn't this game say that it would be good to easily win the Uzbekistan team? Why did it become a backward opponent now?

How could this be? Yan Feng stared blankly at the football in the goal and Zeng Cheng, who was angrily expressing his dissatisfaction. He could not accept such a fact. He made an undeserved mistake and allowed the opponent to break the ball and score.

said that he would lead the Chinese team to the World Cup. Now he is ruining the dream of the Chinese team. No, it's the dream of all Chinese footballers.

Yan Feng felt that he was a sinner. He didn't want to do this in his heart, but he didn't know why, from the moment he stepped on the field today, he felt that the whole person was different from before.

Is the Chinese team going to lose again? Is the Chinese team's dream of another World Cup shattered?

Thoughts like this kept popping up in Yan Feng's mind. Emotions such as frustration, disappointment, and guilt occupied his whole being.

Next, Yan Feng didn't know how to restart. He only felt like he was in a dream, and his thoughts were not like this, but he could only run and play football with everyone in a daze.

Yan Feng is in the game, but he is not in the game.

If you have to use one word to describe Yan Feng's current state, it is sleepwalking. That's right, that's why we often see the host in a certain game saying that so-and-so is sleepwalking on the field.

Now Yan Feng is sleepwalking on the field. To be exact, almost the entire Chinese team is sleepwalking.

If it weren't for the fact that the Uzbek team was not familiar with the Tianhe team, if it wasn't for the Uzbek team, if it wasn't for the fact that the Uzbek team was a little unaccustomed to the hot climate in Guangzhou, if it wasn't for the good luck of the Chinese team, if there were too many ifs. It may be that even God can't stand the fact that China, which is big and big, has not been able to enter the World Cup for more than ten years. In such an unfavorable situation, the Uzbek team could not score another goal.

In the first half, Uzbekistan hit the post three times. If they all deviated a little bit towards the goal, the Chinese team would have been completely kicked to death in the first half. Then the game can be over in the first half.

Well, with God's help, the Chinese team miraculously trailed by only one goal in the first half.

God is helping, but if you don't save yourself, no one can save you.

After the end of the first half, the Chinese team walked into the locker room in despair.

The Central Sports Station and all the TV stations that broadcast the game are discussing the first half of the Chinese team with excitement and anger at the moment. In the end, it became a sentence. "The Chinese team still has a chance. The players of the Chinese team have to wake up. Don't end up in the next game, and there is not much time left for the Chinese team!"

"Time is running out for the Chinese team!" Lippi said to all the players in a low voice in the Chinese team's dressing room. His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear the suppressed anger and disappointment in his voice.

"If you continue like this, it will soon be like this. ”

"The Chinese team has only entered the World Cup once in its history. After that, he did not set foot in the World Cup for more than ten years. I can't even make it to the top 10 in Asia. ”

"Now the opportunity is in front of you. Think about how you've come all this way to where you are today. Are you willing to shatter the dream of more than a billion Chinese in World Cup football?"

"The first half passed. Forget about the first half. In the second half, let's start from scratch. Let go of any superfluous thoughts. Let's go all in and play. Don't leave your football career with regrets!"

At this point, Lippi stopped talking. Any tactical arrangement no longer makes sense. All that remains is for the players to come out of the pressure on their own.

Yan Feng listened to Lippi's words, and he knew that he couldn't go on like this. He's in a bad state, and he's going to have to find a way to calm his mind.

Yan Feng took the water bottle he was drinking in his hand and poured it on his head.

All his teammates also turned their heads to look at him in confusion as he moved.

Yan Feng shook his head and shook off the splash on his head, but he still felt that his brain was not calm enough, and he had returned to his previous state.

Everyone looked at him in silence and did not speak.

Yan Feng didn't speak, he glanced around, and then said. "I'm sorry, coach, I have to leave. Excuse me, are there any ice cubes?"

After speaking, under the gaze of everyone, he turned his head and walked out of the locker room.

"Coach, he?" Li Tie looked at Lippi with some unease.

"Let him go!" Lippi said lightly, his eyes thoughtful. He seemed to understand Yan Feng's thoughts.