"Puff, puff, puff..."

The stand next door to Lao Rong's family is the "Dalian Fan Association" facing the rostrum, these people are obviously organized, and they also have their own military band. Playing for an hour and a half before the start of the competition, Banyan always stood up and danced with the members of these marching bands.

On the other side, a Jinzhou fan who claimed to be a "small landlord" sneaked down the stands and unfurled a huge banner on the runway that read "Loyal to the country". In the stands, a group of Tianjin men with red flags painted on their faces also unfurled a super-large national flag in their own area, and almost all the stands were painted red.

Interestingly, it was not the home team China wearing the red jersey on the field, but the Iranian fans in the corner were only wearing white.

"Chinese team, come on!" The fans in the stands chanted in unison.

"Chinese team, come on, !!" Xiao Rong also shouted with the fans.

Only more than 20 minutes have passed in the first half, and Xiao Rong's voice has begun to become hoarse. But this enthusiastic little fan still didn't listen to his parents' dissuasion, and joined other fans in the stands, cheering for the Chinese team with his throat.

The dense protective net separated the fans from the stadium, which made the old Rong family feel very uncomfortable. But the elated Banyan doesn't care about this, and is still as happy as an angel.

"Alright, alright, good son, drink saliva." Xiaorong's mother felt sorry for her son, took out a bottle of mineral water bought on the spot, unscrewed the mouth and stuffed it into her son's arms.

In front of the stands, the fans' coke, mineral water and other things were detained. As strict as boarding a plane through security, the water in the stands is much more expensive than outside.

Lao Rong and his wife were both reluctant to drink, Xiao Rong took it and poured a few sips, and the water flowed all over his cheeks.

"Okay, okay, take it easy, don't choke!" Rong's mother said distressedly on the side. I don't know if it's distressed water, or distressed coats, or distressed by some mouth ulcers and a son who keeps shouting.

At this moment, the Chinese team in a blue robe also got an excellent opportunity.

After the long pass was cut off by the opposing defender's header, the attacking player could not retreat, and the Iranian team made a mistake in the pass.

The centre-back's split ball was a little far away from the full-back, and before the full-back could get in, he was stopped by the high-wind, who turned in time.

Gao Feng also knocked the ball sideways after winning the ball, and handed the ball to the feet of Xie Hui in the middle before the opposing defender shoveled himself down.

The referee saw that the attack was advantageous, so he did not blow the whistle in his mouth.

Xie Hui glanced at the ball after receiving it, and saw that the referee signaled the game to continue, so he took the ball forward. At this moment, Ma Mingyu also ran forward from the midfield. The positions of the two overlapped, and Xie Hui almost got entangled with Ma Mingyu, so he lost the opportunity to break through with the ball.

But it was also a mistake, although Ma Mingyu's running position interfered with Xie Hui's breakthrough, he ran to the path of the Iranian defenders.

The defender just wanted to speed up and force Xie Hui, but Ma Mingyu ran in front of him without checking. He stumbled under his feet and tripped over Ma Mingyu's heel and fell to the ground.

In addition, Ma Mingyu's running position attracted other defenders, and seeing that Xie Hui was empty, the voices in the stands became enthusiastic again.

"This is an opportunity!" Huang Jianxiang looked at the positions of the players on both sides on the screen, and his nerves couldn't help but tense.

The rest of the fans sitting in front of the TV were equally excited. They all stared at the screen, watching Xie Hui dribble the ball forward, and then distributed the ball to Ma Mingyu in front of the right before another defender stepped forward to defend.

"Shot !!"

Huang Jianxiang roared, and after Ma Mingyu got the ball, he knocked directly on the mountain and shook the tiger at the front of the penalty area, and shot angrily.

Goalkeeper Abid Zach leaned over at about the same time, his head thrown back and his two calves swung backwards in the jump. At the moment of hitting the ball, the body formed a strange posture, as if the whole body was shocked by Ma Mingyu's kick.

"Hi~~~"

Looking at the ball flying off the crossbar, the fans in the stadium let out a lament.

"The Iranian goalkeeper was really amazing today, I didn't expect to have such a magical performance at our home stadium. Ma Mingyu's powerful shot can be called world-class, but I didn't expect Abadzach to be in such a brave state, and such a shot could be saved. ”

"Who doesn't eat dumplings during the New Year, hehe." Zhang Lu echoed on the side.

Hearing the two of them teasing each other, the leader of the TV station shook his head again and again in the background.

Huang Jianxiang, this kid is really a "scourge", he actually led Zhang Lu crookedly. If he really listened to his proposal and arranged for him to go to the scene to explain, it is estimated that it would have to be blown to the sky.

The leader sighed for the employees, but the other staff around him were sorry for the shot. It is true that Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu's commentary is too biased, but after all, this is our home team against a foreign team, and it is reasonable to favor the home team. But the commentary between foreign teams...

The leader thought about it, and it was better not to arrange such a job for Huang Jianxiang for the time being. Honestly let him explain the game of the national team and see the feedback from the masses. If there are still complaints from fans, then simply send him to the scene, and when he goes to the scene, it can be regarded as tempering him.

The white squad leader pouted when he looked at the moment of Ma Mingyu's long-range shot and the moment of Abadzah's save that were refreshed on the screen, and he didn't even have the desire to click open.

Sure enough, ugly people don't get attention and preservation.

That's when the pitch took another turn.

After Ma Mingyu's corner kick, General Fan Dae, who nodded the ball to the top, was pulled down in the Iranian penalty area, and the South Korean referee immediately imposed capital punishment on the Iranian team.

"Penalty!"

"It's a penalty!"

"General Fan has made a meritorious service!"

"Don't give Iran a chance!"

Seeing the appearance of the penalty, Huang Jianxiang was almost crazy.

If it is scored, it will be the first goal of the top 10 competition! This is definitely a good sign for the Chinese team.

In the chairman's stand, Yuan Weimin, Wang Junsheng, Vice Chairman Xu and Duo Yanduo also clenched their fists. But for the sake of grace, several people still sat in their chairs without the slightest expression.

However, the hand that grasped the pants had betrayed their true thoughts. Even Wang Junsheng's sideburns shed two strings of sweat.

In the hustle and bustle, General Fan stood in front of the penalty spot and personally took the penalty.

As the captain of the Chinese team on the field and the first pick in the penalty kick, General Fan has no reason to let this penalty out.

In fact, he has to set an example for the rest of the team.

Whether the goal is scored or not, he has a ready-made set of words to motivate the team.

It's just that if this goal is not scored, the pressure and impact on him will be huge.

"Beep!"

"Bang!"

"Huh!"

Abadzah pounced to the left, while General Van kicked the ball to the right.

When he saw that the kicked ball was about to break through the net, Huang Jianxiang finally couldn't help it, stood up and shouted: "The ball is in, lala...!" ”

"Yay! The ball is in, it's in! ”

The TV station staff immediately stood up and clapped their hands on each other.

But in a blink of an eye, he saw the leader with a gloomy face, and hurriedly sat down again, put on the headphones, and dealt with the work at hand.

"In the 29th minute of the game, the captain General Fan scored a penalty kick to rewrite the score to 1-0."

"Hehe, the Chinese team has taken the lead for the time being."

Director Zhang also smiled crookedly, it was very good to get off to a good start at home.

At this point, he wanted the game to be over, 1-0, and it would be enough to get 3 points.

However, the fans in the stands who were caught in a sea of joy did not let the Iranian team go. After a noisy shout, I don't know who took the lead, and the stands rang out with a uniform voice.

"Get one!"

"Get one!"

"Get one!"

Xiao Rong's face was flushed with excitement, and he stood on the seat and shook the little red flag in his hand quickly. Lao Rong was holding his son's legs on the side, for fear that he would make a mistake.

The entire Golden State Stadium was boiling, the stadium was full of people, the heat wave was rolling, the red flags were dancing wildly, and the cries were everywhere, and almost all the fans across the country fell into a sea of joy at the same time.

They are not satisfied with a 1-0 score like Zhang Lu, they want to see the Chinese team score again, in the sports battle!

In the chairman's stand, several officials and leaders also breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to each other, and congratulated each other on the goal.

"Lao Wang, we have scored, why don't you see you happy?" After laughing heartily, Vice Chairman Xu looked at Wang Junsheng's still flat face on the side and asked curiously.

"Alas! Why am I upset? Wang Junsheng sighed.

Over the years, how many cruel games have given Wang Junsheng an essential understanding of football, which will make people ecstatic in an instant, but also extremely disappointed in an instant.

Coupled with the high-intensity work these days, Wang Junsheng's spirit has been exhausted.

"Lao Xu, I'm happy, but football has taught me a basic principle."

"Oh? What is that? ”

"The most joyful thing is to have the last laugh."