September 11, 2012. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a Tuesday.

On this mundane and somewhat boring evening.

In the Imperial Capital Olympic Park.

In that national stadium that looks like a bird's nest.

There were 80,000 people singing old songs they hadn't sung in a long time.

On Chang'an Street, in Wangfujing, in Xidan, in Zhongguancun......

If you have a square in front of you, if you have an electronic screen around you, if it's connected to a line and there's no power outage, it's definitely playing this game.

Countless white-collar workers who had just gotten off work, workers who had walked out of the factory, and students who had come home from school stopped in front of them and stopped moving.

As if they had been enchanted, each of them had a look of madness on their faces, and some of the middle-aged people had even burst into tears.

From the countless speakers came the singing, a song they hadn't heard in a long time, and even occasionally heard from the mouths of the older generation.

But every lyric made the listeners tremble and their hearts surge.

"Broadsword!

Cut off the heads of the devils!

Patriotic compatriots of the whole country!

The day of the War of Resistance has come!

In front of them were the sons and daughters of the workers and peasants,

Behind are the people of the whole country,

Our military and civilians unite and move forward bravely,

Look at that enemy and destroy him! Wipe him out!

Come on!

Broadsword!

Cut off the heads of the devils!

Kill! ”

When the Japanese players finally woke up from their dreams, the score was 4-0.

Crazy, they had to use continuous fouls to stop Qin Good, who was already close to going berserk.

In just eight minutes, three of their players received yellow cards, which shows how tragic the violation was against Qin Good.

Qin Gude looked up at the time, and had just passed the 19th minute and 20 seconds.

He beckoned to Shao Jiayi and motioned for his teammates to pass the ball.

Japanese defender Endo Hohito couldn't help but shudder.

The '09 Asian Mr. was originally an offensive and defensive player, but he failed to make a good pass in the first 18 minutes - he had to focus all his attention on fouls and scrambles, and received a yellow card for it.

Asian Footballer of the Year 2009 ......

Asian Footballer of the Year 2011 ......

Who will be stronger?

I'm sorry, but no one will put your name behind Qin Goode.

You will only be known as a Japanese team defender.

Shao Jia didn't expect that he could easily brush up on three assists in ten minutes, and when he saw that the little brother had just raised his arm, he immediately sent the ball over.

"There are two defenders around Qin Good, and there are at least three people further away who can be supported at any time. As long as he catches the ball, he will immediately fall into the opponent's heavy encirclement," although the Chinese team led by a large score, Liu Jianhong's expression was far less relaxed than ten minutes ago, "Although the Japanese players have received three yellow cards, they still frequently foul ......"

"That's because they can't do anything other than foul." Zhang Lu explained to him, "To be honest, I'm a little worried, Goode has already killed the red eye, and the Japanese team's defenders are about to collapse, in case someone gives him a black kick at this time...... We're a little bit more than we have to lose. ”

As soon as his words fell, Qin Gude had already rushed out of the crowd with the ball!

Endo's sliding tackle grazed his heel, and he couldn't stop his opponent!

Qin Gude raised his gaze again, and then fell quickly, he touched the ball with both feet and shook off the right central defender of the Japanese team!

Pull the ball!

Swing your legs!

“5-0！ 5-0！ Liu Jianhong and Zhang Lu shot at the same time, "In the 20th minute, the Chinese team expanded the score again! ”

On the huge scoreboard, there is a series of Qin Gude's numbers and names.

Someone finally noticed something.

00:16

07:07;

08 min 15 sec;

09:18;

19 min 45 sec......

"Interesting." The middle-aged man in the box let out a pleasant laugh.

Several middle-aged people beside him also smiled.

"Zhang Zhi, I found something ......" Liu Jianhong became more serious than ever, and he handed the few lines of numbers he copied out by hand to the guest, "but I don't know if it's ...... Coincidental? His voice was hesitant, for he did not believe that it could be a coincidence, much less that it was not a coincidence.

Zhang Lu's hand couldn't help but shake: "How can there be such a coincidence?" Aside from the first goal, this is the date we are most familiar with......"

The Lugou Bridge Incident and September 18 were the beginning of the Japanese invasion of China, and August 15, 1945 was the formal surrender of the Japanese army to China......

Of course...... August 15 is also Qin Gude's own birthday (and the author).

After scoring five goals alone, Qin Gude finally slowed down the pace of scoring.

He gave Shao Jiayi a hint to ask the latter to give more assists to others.

Due to the continuous highlights in the first 20 minutes, the Japanese team's defensive center of gravity was all tilted to Qin Gude's side, and Haojun's side was almost everywhere.

So Shao Jia, who understood it, began to show his footwork in front of the people in his hometown.

Although he, the captain of the Chinese team, can never erase the suspicion of "hugging his thighs", he can prove that he can not only hug his thighs.

In the 23rd minute, Shao Jia received a short pass from Zheng Zhi, and he still knocked the ball to Qin Goode on the left side for the first time, but this time Qin Goode did not break through with the ball, but passed it back directly.

Shao Jiayi took advantage of the time difference to bypass the only defender next to him, and made a gesture to cooperate with Qin Goode, so that the Japanese defense instantly deviated to the left side again, and then he pushed with his left foot, but the ball flew straight to the right.

The unmarked Hao Jun won the ball with a kick, but unfortunately the ball flew out of the post against the post.

"Sound from east to west!" Although he failed to score, Liu Jianhong still applauded him, "When Qin Gude was surrounded by enemy troops, Hao Jun stood up, he wanted to prove that he could share the pressure for his teammates!" ”

"This is Gao Hongbo's very usual tactic! It's also the attacking mode that we often see in the Asian Cup," Zhang Lu also nodded in appreciation, "Gude is very strong, there is no doubt about it, but if he properly allows his teammates to share some of the pressure, he can score goals more easily." ”

However, there was one sentence he couldn't say: "If Gao Feilin and Artemisia Jun could have half the efficiency of Qin Good, Qin Goode would never work so hard." ”

As the focus of the Chinese team's attack shifted, Shao Jiayi and Hao Jun became active.

Of course, Qin Gude knew that the football game was a battle of eleven people, and it was impossible for him to finish the game alone, although he could decide the game.

He's certainly not an iron man, and his two calves are faintly sore from too frequent sprints, which is a symptom of muscle exhaustion, and the activity of his teammates has undoubtedly given him a proper rest.

Hao Jun and Shao Jiayi, as well as Gao Feilin in the middle, got many opportunities to threaten the goal in the next 20 minutes, but their original shooting skills were just average, and now they are eager to make meritorious contributions, and in 20 minutes, only Gao Feilin used the header opportunity to score another goal.

The score of 6-0 made the whole Japanese team red-eyed.

They haven't broken down yet, they feel humiliated!

Injury time is coming, and Qin Good, who has rested for 20 minutes, is ready to perform another individual performance in the 45th minute to completely extinguish the opponent's arrogance.

Then he was shoveled to the ground directly from behind by Shinji Kagawa.

What a former club mate!

Shinji Kagawa showed no mercy when he dropped his feet, he had never hated an opponent so much!

Who made me go from being the best player in the Bundesliga to someone the club didn't need overnight?!

Who made me roll off the altar overnight from Asia's No. 1 worth active player?!

Who made me from the heart of the Red Devils' future (which is his own YY) an overnight Trump Trump and an addition to his transfer?!

Who made my Asian Cup title go away?!

Who made me the laughing stock of Asian football?!

It's you who shovel!

Goodman!

There is also a shift in the evening (to be continued.) )