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On both sides of the passage of the airport, surrounded by fans who came to see them off, various slogans and cheers kept ringing.

Yan Feng followed the rest of the national team to board the plane for the expedition to Malaysia under such a farewell.

Isn't Malaysia going to play against Syria?

To be honest, if you really want to go to Syria to compete, it is estimated that few people will dare to go. Maybe kicking and kicking, boom, everyone will be reduced to pieces, and then they will all be mixed together, and they will not even be able to collect the corpses.

"Fortunately, this time I went to Malaysia to play, and if I really went to Syria, I guess I wouldn't dare to get off the plane. Next to Yan Feng on the plane, Lin Fan, who was a little bored, began to chat.

"Hehe, I'll dare to get off the plane. However, when it comes to fighting, I guess I put all my mind on watching around and being ready to pounce at any moment. Yan Feng said with a smile when he heard this.

"Hey. Brother Feng, you say, what the hell is going on in Syria? A good country is dying every day. I've seen the news that the original high-rise buildings are now in ruins. Lin Fan asked a little puzzled.

"I don't know very much about that. It is said that their president is a minority, and the larger population of their country is a green religion. Some say that Europe and the United States supported the opposition to make trouble, and in the end it turned into a war. Yan Feng thought for a moment and said.

"Well, why don't you have a good day? I've heard that before this, Syria was actually quite prosperous. It's so possible that I haven't even kicked the ball so far. Lin Fan shook his head.

"Isn't there such a saying? Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for the sake of oil, will both be thrown away?" Yan Feng said.

"Cut, that's just nice to say. Don't think I'm too young to understand. What kind of oil and what people cook, it's all the Americans who make up to deceive people. Only fools would believe the nonsense of a country that can drag a passenger who has legally boarded a plane down. Lin Fan said with some unhappiness.

"Huh. Leave that alone. As long as we are good in China. To be honest, I'm really glad I was born in China. Even when I was sweeping the streets a few years ago, it was better than being killed by a bomb at any moment at home. At that time, I didn't have much money to spend except for not having a luxury house, but I could still rely on my own hands to have food and clothing without worry. Yan Feng sighed.

"yes. We are really so happy. We can dream of playing football, but they can't even guarantee their lives. Lin Fan also sighed.

"Huh. Oh, yes. Therefore, we must cherish this hard-won life. Of course, we also want to thank our ancestors, whose blood and tears have brought us to where we are today. When Yan Feng said this, his face became serious and solemn.

"Hmm. Thanks to our forefathers. Thank them for putting an end to the war 70 years ago. Lin Fan, this kid, also showed a look full of gratitude.

Next, the two continued to chat. The most talked about is still the poor Syrians. Although no matter how much you say, it is also a time to chat, but with comparison, people can see their own situation clearly.

In the midst of small talk, before I knew it, the plane arrived in Kuala Lumpur.

After getting off the plane, Yan Feng dragged his luggage and watched with some curiosity as he walked. It was his first time in Malaysia and he had very little knowledge of the country.

When Yan Feng just walked into the passage, he was shouted in Chinese in front of him. Taken aback.

"Yes, the Chinese team is here. ”

"Oh, I saw it, Yan Feng. He's more handsome in real life than on TV. ”

"Yan Feng, a Chinese player. The light of the Chinese!"

"Yan Feng~Yan Feng~"

Yan Feng was stunned by the shouting. Anyway, he didn't come to Malaysia. He didn't expect to have fans here. It's just that most of the fans I saw were Chinese. Of course, there are still some fans who look darker, and it seems that they should not be Chinese, but locals.

"Yan Feng, can you sign my name?" "Yan Feng, can you take a photo with me?"

Seeing such enthusiastic fans in a foreign country, Yan Feng was very happy, so he tried his best to meet the fans' requirements.

In addition to Yan Feng, there are also many people in the Chinese team who are sought after by fans. And the biggest name among them is, of course, the head coach Lippi.

There were a lot of people picking up the airport, and the fans were too enthusiastic. It took a long time for the Chinese team to leave the airport.

Leaving the airport doesn't mean you can take a break right away. The Chinese team also needs to transfer to a bus and rush to the real destination more than 100 kilometers away.

This time, the Syrian team's home stadium is still set up at the Tunku Abdul Rahman Stadium in Seremban, Malaysia, just like they have done in the previous times.

The Syrian team's home stadium is located here, and it is full of helplessness and sadness. They certainly can't play at home, so they have sent requests for help from neighboring countries such as Oman, Bahrain, Iran, and Lebanon, but they have all been denied. If it weren't for the fact that the city of Seremban in Malaysia finally accepted them, they wouldn't have been able to find a stadium to play in the World Preliminaries.

There is not much longitude difference between Malaysia and China, and the Chinese team does not need to adjust the time difference. After arranging accommodation, the Chinese team conducted field adaptation training on the same day. After a few days of adaptation, Yan Feng and his teammates ushered in this equally crucial game.

At present, the Chinese team is only in fourth place in the group with 10 points, and there is only 3 points behind Syria. If you take into account that the Chinese team lost to the Syrian team before, if it can't win this game, it will completely lose the possibility of qualifying.

Because there are too many holes dug in front, every game needs to be filled, and even if you only lose the last one, you will never recover. So, there is no room for loss in this game.

When Yan Feng and his teammates walked into the Tunku Abdul Rahman Stadium, they almost thought they had made a mistake.

"Come on, Chinese team!

The uniform Chinese cheering, coupled with that bright red. Yan Feng felt like he had walked into a domestic court.

'How do I feel, it's our home turf. And not Syrian. Lin Fan looked around the stands around the stadium and said excitedly.

"Who says it's not?" Yan Feng said with a good feeling.

Take a look around the course. It's not that there are no fans of the Syrian team, but how can that small handful of only a few hundred people compare to that large red phalanx?

Although Malaysia and Syria are both green countries, the number of Chinese in Malaysia is not comparable to that of a war-torn country. Recently, the performance of the Chinese team has been very eye-catching, coupled with Yan Feng's success in La Liga, so that many Chinese fans who like football have entered the stadium to cheer for the Chinese team.

Yan Feng closed his eyes and quietly listened to the sound of 'come on the Chinese team', his heart was extremely excited. "It's a great feeling to be at home! I'm not going to let you down!"

After the warm-up, the game began amid the cheers of the court.

At the beginning of the game, the Chinese team seemed to be very active and active. It's like you're playing on your home turf.

The morale of the entire Chinese team was very high, and they started attacking almost without any temptation. Strive to suppress the Syrian team from the start.

But soon, Yan Feng discovered that the opponent was really different from what any optimistic Chinese player imagined. The Syrian team did not fall at a low level because of the prolonged war in the country. And they don't defend at all.

The players of the Syrian team did not become demoralized because they only had a few hundred yuan in training funds, and the opposition was not at all inferior to the Chinese team in terms of momentum.

The Chinese team's first attack was fruitless. When it was the turn of the Syrian team, they also immediately organized an offensive, and the attack was resolute and committed a lot of troops.

"Hold on defensively. Yan Feng, you pay attention to the right side and be careful of their large-scale transfer. Zheng Zhi began to direct his teammates to defend. Today, he partnered with Yan Feng in the double back.

"Okay, I'll take notice. Yan Feng nodded. In the previous attack, he did not step forward to participate, but stayed behind. Due to the importance of the match and the importance he attaches to his opponents, he is more inclined to defend first and then seek to attack.

The Chinese team's defense was not bad, and the Syrian team immediately made a large-scale transfer after the Chinese team could not find a hole on the left side.

"Hah, that's how it is. As soon as Yan Feng saw that the opponent had shifted in a large area, he immediately approached to the right.

Yan Feng used his speed to move into place before the opponent unloaded the ball.

Syria's number one striker, Omar Hribin, first unloaded the ball a metre in front of him with a tap on his chest. With the ball in control, Hribin was preparing to press forward. Before he could run, he found that Yan Feng not far away was already eyeing him.

If Yan Feng is no longer the nobody he used to be. Khribin knew Yan Feng's defensive ability, and was reluctant to try to advance, so he could only pull the ball back, and then pass it to teammate No. 20 Mbayed.

As soon as Khribin finished passing the ball, he immediately interspersed forward. Yan Feng did not choose to follow, but quickly moved forward to block Mbayed's possible straight stopper. The running Hribin just left it to Zhang Linpeng in the back.

After looking up at Hribin's movement, Mbayed wanted to make a stopper. It's a pity that his passing route was deliberately left by Yan Feng. Yan Feng blocked the other passing routes and waited for Mbayede to pass the ball.

Unexpectedly, Mbayed was really fooled, and Yan Feng immediately used his reaction and super explosiveness to intercept the pass halfway.

"Brother Zhi. After breaking the ball, Yan Feng passed the ball to Zheng Zhi. He believes that the experienced Zheng Zhihui will definitely be better in terms of organization and scheduling.

Zheng Zhi took the ball and looked up to observe his teammates' lying positions. Unexpectedly, this time the players of the Syrian team grabbed very quickly. This forced Zheng Zhi to turn to protect the ball first, and then pass it back to Yan Feng.

Yan Feng first looked around quickly, and then stopped the ball steadily. Mbayed quickly occupied the front, and Yan Feng didn't want to take any risks and began to observe the movement of his teammates in the distance.

While observing, Yan Feng suddenly swept to the oblique back, and an opponent's figure was approaching at high speed. Yan Feng hurriedly protected the ball.

The expected shock came as expected. However, the strength was unexpectedly strong, which made him a little unstable when he was knocked out. Fortunately, he quickly adjusted, who had always been strong against him.

Yan Feng carried his opponent and turned around a halfway to get rid of it. But the opponent pressed hard, and while desperately following up, he suddenly fell to the ground to poke the ball.

This surprised Yan Feng, and he actually let the other party touch the ball. Yan Feng hurriedly chased the ball, and when he found that the ball was about to go out of bounds, he slowed down.

But at this time, the opponent who fell to the ground before had already climbed up, rushed over with all his strength, and even slid out of the sideline by Yan Feng's side again, trying to get the ball back.

The opponent's efforts, although it touched the ball, it was too late, and in the end the ball went out of the boundary first.

Is it necessary to fight like this? Yan Feng was touched by the opponent's desperateness. I couldn't help but feel it in my heart.

"WHY, THIS TOURNAMENT HAS JUST BEGUN, AND EVEN IF YOU WIN TODAY, YOU WON'T HAVE A CHANCE TO QUALIFY. Why are you still fighting so hard?" Yan Feng couldn't help but ask the opponent who was about to get up from the ground in his suffocated English.