"The Iranian team will not rest on its laurels."

"The Iranians won't give up easily."

"The Iranians will not go home empty-handed."

At halftime, Ou Chuliang not only warned himself, but also reminded his teammates.

"What can they do if they are not reconciled? We have Xiao Ou guarding the door, what are we afraid of? Ma Mingyu was joking while wiping the sweat from his face.

"Hmph, they're not reconciled? Am I still not reconciled? Li Ming looked provocative, "I didn't score enough in the first half, and I have to score another one in the second half!" ”

"Yo, so dragged? You've got one, and if you go in again, I'll have to get in! Gao Feng deliberately put on a dissatisfied look next to him.

"Alright, alright, you two don't earn it! In the second half, it's up to you to see which of you can score another goal! Ma Mingyu stood up and played the round.

The cheerful atmosphere in the dressing room of the Chinese team was very strong, and the double insurance with a two-goal lead made everyone hardly vigilant.

Yes, according to the first half, we have to score at least two in the second half. Whoever scored these two goals, the players naturally had to earn it.

Ou Chuliang was not as optimistic as his other teammates, football is round, and as long as the game is not over, anything can happen on the field.

For many sleepless nights, he would wonder if the outcome of that game would have been very different if he had been more clever at that time.

The whole four goals, each of which was like a hammer, struck on Ou Chu's conscience.

"Brother Ou, what's wrong with you? Why does your face look so ugly? Counseling sharp-eyed, concerned on the side.

"Xiao Yi, you call Jihai and Xiao Hei to me."

"Oh." The discussion nodded obediently, and then called Sun Jihai and Wu Chengying to Ou Chuliang's side.

"Jihai, Xiao Hei, you two should be alert in the second half. One is to prevent the opponent from breaking through, and the other is to watch the opponent's long-range shot. I have a hunch that the other side will play in these two aspects in the second half. ”

"Hmm." Wu Chengying agreed.

"yes, I see." Sun Jihai also nodded.

Wu Chengying's face has always been the same expression for thousands of years, and Ou Chuliang can't see what the other party is thinking. But from Sun Jihai's nodding and relaxed smile, it can be seen that he doesn't care.

Sun Jihai's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and this is Jinzhou again, and it is his home field of Dalian Wanda. Coupled with a two-goal lead, there's no reason to be afraid of the opposition.

For Sun Jihai, he vaguely guessed that the Iranians should strengthen their attack in the second half, but judging from the situation in the first half, what he should consider the most is whether to mix a goal...

A room full of people was elated, looking forward to the first victory to come. Even if Ou Chuliang had the heart to remind his teammates to be careful, he didn't want to spoil everyone's interest.

History sometimes changes dramatically because of the instigation of a butterfly's wings, and the advantage will follow its own inertia, no matter who works hard from what direction and will return to its original track.

If everyone loses the game in the second half because of their "spreading negative energy", it will be the biggest blow to Ou Chuliang.

Now all he has to do is get ready to go into the second half in the best possible condition.

The halftime passed quickly, and after a while, at the urging of the bell, Ou Chuliang and his teammates walked through the players' tunnel and returned to the field again.

Just as he was about to walk out of the exit, Ou Chuliang once again felt a pinprick in the back of his neck.

Looking around, a group of Iranian players just came around the corner.

Everyone on the other side had a grim face, staring at any Chinese player in front of them with "bad intentions". Ou Chuliang turned around, at this time, he had no reason to step forward and greet the other party politely, let alone have a conflict with the other party.

"Dad, Dad, the Chinese team is out, the Chinese team is out!"

"Uh-huh, I see, I see." scored two goals in the first half, and Lao Rong's psychology was much happier.

Thinking of asking for leave from the company in the past few days, it is worth it to take my wife and children to come to Jinzhou to watch a game.

During the intermission, Lao Rong took Xiao Rong to queue in the toilet for more than 10 minutes, which allowed Xiao Rong to solve the water accumulation in the kidneys. When the two of them came out, Rong's mother had just lined up at the door of the toilet.

Seeing that the second half was about to start, Lao Rong had to return to his seat with the child first, after all, Xiao Rong didn't want to miss a minute of the game!

"Well, we can see that the athletes from both sides have entered the stadium and are in formation in their respective halves."

"Neither the Chinese team nor the Iranian team made personnel changes at halftime..."

"Ma Mingyu was communicating something with Li Ming, and it seemed that he was saying: 'How many goals are you going to score in the second half?' 'I'll just go in two. ’”

Huang Jianxiang's lip-syncing commentary made Zhang Lu laugh on the side, and driven by the CCTV host, fans across the country were extremely relaxed at this time.

At the referee's whistle, Alidaii took the lead in clearing the ball at his feet.

The moment the players moved, there was cheering in the stands.

More than 30,000 fans at the Golden State Stadium are connected, and the big guys "divide labor and cooperate", "you sing and I will appear", and the cheers of fans can be heard at any time on the court.

"Dad, how many goals do you think the Chinese team can score in the second half?"

Without waiting for Lao Rong to speak, Xiao Rong stretched out two fingers to himself: "I think I can still enter two, at least two!" ”

"Oh? Why? Lao Rong asked.

"Because we scored two in the first half!"

"Hahahahaha, yes, two more, two more!" After 45 minutes of contact in the first half, the Golden State fans on the side are already very familiar with Lao Rong's family. Seeing that Xiao Rong was so "ambitious", he couldn't help laughing.

There was a relaxed atmosphere throughout Golden State Stadium, and the performance of the players on the pitch confirmed this.

After the start of the game, the Chinese team quickly intercepted Iran's attacking ball in the midfield, thus launching a counterattack.

When Sun Jihai broke through to the bottom line, the Iranians could only put a shovel on the spot and give the Chinese team a corner kick.

The corner kick was taken and the first drop was desperately hit by the Iranian defender, and the ball bounced off the empty side and out of the touchline.

Wu Chengying threw a throw-in, but before Gao Feng could stand firm, he was pushed from behind by an Iranian defender, and the ball went out of bounds again.

In this way, under the strict defense of the Iranians, the Chinese team threw three throw-ins in the same position in a row, and each of them was destroyed by the opponent as soon as it was thrown. Wu Chengying had no choice but to run two steps forward, then suddenly turned around and threw the ball to Ma Mingyu, who ran from behind.

After receiving the ball, Ma Mingyu turned around, stuck the Iranian who was robbing behind him, pushed the arch of his foot, and the ball rolled to the feet of Mao Yijun.

Mao Yijun did not hesitate after getting the ball, and immediately made a long pass with his big foot and sent the ball to the other side.

Whether it is the successful transfer of the Chinese team or the strict defense of the Iranian team, they have been encouraged and applauded by the fans, and in the eyes of the fans of both sides, the confrontation just now is a performance of equal strength.

In the 48th minute, the Iranian team broke the ball at the back and launched a counterattack from the middle line.

Since the attacking players of the Chinese team are still in the opponent's half, Aziz strides in the camera, and the middle looks empty.

Zhang Jihua retreated and retreated, and only stood firm when he retreated to the top of the arc of the middle circle.

Aziz rushed in front of him and flicked his right foot to seek a breakthrough from his opponent's left side.

With inertia and impact, Aziz's steering avoided Zhang. But in the next second, just as he wanted to catch up with the ball and continue to move forward, a blue figure suddenly crossed in front of him.

Wu Chengying, who chased back in time, shoveled his foot, and the ball was intercepted by him immediately. Aziz had no choice but to jump to the side to dodge.

"Wu Chengying has always been supported by a desperate San Lang, I remember that your fans called him the third prince, right?" A local Golden State fan asked.

In fact, Fuzhou is still far from Shanghai. But in the eyes of these local fans, Shanghai and Fuzhou belong to the south.

"Yes, yes, Wu Chengying is fierce! He's amazing! Before Lao Rong could speak, Xiao Rong giggled, "Wu Chengying is Ou Chuliang's right-hand man, with him, there will be no problems on the left side!" ”

"Yo, I didn't expect you to know this!" The fans laughed.

"My children like to read football newspapers when they are fine, and before coming to Golden State this time, he is familiar with the more than 20 people in the national team, where he comes from, which team, and even height and position." Lao Rong hurriedly explained.

"That's a good dare! In the future, when I grow up, I will be able to make a lot of money as a football critic. ”

Just when the fans were teasing Xiao Rong what he was going to do in the future, the situation on the field changed abruptly.

China's 45-degree cross was pushed out by Bageri, but after Aziz got the ball, he launched a counterattack on the spot.

At this time, almost ten minutes had passed in the second half, and the leaders and officials on the rostrum were all looking at their watches and clocks. According to Wang Junsheng, as long as the score does not change for 15 to 20 minutes in the second half, the ball will be almost stable.

So for these leaders, the football game at this time has become a race against time.

Iran's counter-attack was swift, with three players from the three lines keeping up with Aziz.

However, the defensive speed of the Chinese team is not slow, and the speed at the moment of switching from offense to defense is very strict in ordinary training. Coupled with the popularity of the YOYO test, the switchback run is nothing to the team members.

Aziz came to a stop in front of the Chinese team's penalty area with the ball, trying to break through the Chinese team's defense with a straight kick. However, Ali Daiyi was watched by Zhang Jihua to death, and after receiving the ball in the penalty area of the Chinese team with his back to him, he saw that he couldn't turn around, so he could only pass it back helplessly.

Seeing the other party pass back, the cries of the fans in the stands sounded again.

It was a defensive victory, and the Chinese team once again let Iran's attack go to nothing...

"Beep !!"

At this moment, the referee suddenly blew the whistle in his mouth.

The sharp whistle stunned all the Chinese fans, and then the hearts of the joys that had just been just now suddenly fell to the bottom.

It only took a second for the emotions to fall from the highest point to the lowest point, and when the fans saw the referee's gesture clearly, everyone was silent.

"Penalty?" Huang Jianxiang was also a little surprised.

"In the 57th minute, the referee awarded a penalty to Iran." Zhang Lu's voice also had a rare seriousness in it.

The appearance of the penalty made some fans panic.

I haven't played much in the second half, so why did I give the opponent a penalty?

In the middle of the pitch, Bagheri and Aziz stepped forward to pull up their No.2 teammate on the ground, and Madavecchia's young face was filled with joy, as if he had just scored.

"This..."In the chairman's stand, the leaders all looked at Wang Junsheng.

Wang Junsheng was also very helpless, he sighed: "The players are still too reckless!" ”

"In this kind of lead, the referee is usually strict with the winner. Especially in the first half, a penalty was awarded to our Chinese team, and the referee will definitely pay more attention to our actions in the penalty area. ”

Wang Junsheng's explanation was recognized by other leaders, but in the final analysis, it is still our lack of experience.

The foul General Fan is the captain on the field and the core soul of the field. After the professionalization of football, General Fan can be called the most powerful player in China. Even if he made such a low-level mistake, it can only be said that we have too little experience in the competition.

The foul was committed in the top left corner of the penalty area, and a fall after a breakthrough gave the Iranian a direct 12-yard chance to face the goalkeeper.

Such a deal is so cost-effective that the Chinese team will fall into the trap of the Iranians if they are not careful.

Bagherry walked to the penalty spot with the ball and all the fans fell silent.

"It's okay, we have Ou Chuliang, he is very good at saving penalties!"

As soon as Xiao Rong finished speaking, the ball flew into the net from Ou Chuliang's fingertips.

Although Ouchulian judged the right direction, Bageri kicked a high ball. Ou Chuliang tried his best to reach out and touch it, but he didn't touch it.

"This..."

Xiao Rong's smile froze on his face, and the joy just now was swept away.

A few seconds ago, he had sworn that Ou Chulian would save the penalty and that the opponent would kick the ball away. But when the ball did go into the net, he, like the rest of his uncles, froze in place.

"Yay!! Oh!!! In the stands of the visiting team near the entrance of the passage, a group of Iranian fans dressed in white and wearing hoods cheered in unison. This is the first time since the start of the game that the Golden State stadium has heard the cheers of foreigners.

A goal was pulled back by Iran, which was something that all the players did not expect.

The foul was so far away from the goal, just in the corner of the penalty area.

Since the start of the second half, the Chinese team's defenders have been keeping the opponent out of the penalty area. It was a very successful defense, but now, because of an oversight, it directly led to the goal being conceded.

Even now, there are some players who haven't looked back.

How did you score a penalty in the blink of an eye?

After leveling the score at 2-1, the Iranians began to play steadily. For them, there is still more than half an hour left in the game, and as long as one more goal is scored in the meantime, this trip to China will not be in vain.

On the other hand, on the Chinese team's side, the players were bent on scoring another goal and pulling the score away again. Under the continuous hasty long passes, there were many mistakes in the midfield for a while.

Suddenly, a very strange phenomenon appeared on the court.

The lagging side is not in a hurry, but the leading side is in a hurry.

In the midst of the shouts of the fans, the players suddenly felt that if they didn't score a goal again, they were really sorry for the fans who kept cheering for themselves.

For a time, the Chinese team pressed forward in the overall formation and pressed into the Iranian penalty area.

The Persian horsemen on horseback were better at attacking, but when they dismounted to defend, they were also very good at defending.

Whether it was Bagherry's header, Madavecchia's tackle, or Abadzah's timely attack, they repeatedly helped the Iranians defuse the crisis.

The Chinese team attacked fiercely for 10 minutes, and only Gao Feng's header drifted into the corner of the Iranian gate. But the power of the hammer was so weak that Abadzah reached out and took the ball in his arms.

Seeing that the ball was confiscated by the opposing goalkeeper, the attacking players could only reluctantly turn around and run towards their own half.

During the run, attentive fans noticed that some players did not run as smoothly as usual. Instead, he often runs two steps and jumps on one foot, as if he is enduring something.

Qi Zhaosheng was still shouting on the sidelines, reminding the players to concentrate and quickly defend in place. Ladd instructed his aides to let the players on the bench start warming up.

originally wanted to play a "back hand" based on the home advantage, but the Iranian side did not make a substitution, and even Raad couldn't sit still.

Abadzach kicked the ball past most of the players and landed in the Chinese half.

Wu Chengying, who was in place, jumped high and collided with Ali Daiyi.

In the end, Wu Chengying's desperate posture outperformed her opponent. The ball smashed into his forehead and bounced into the middle.

After Zhang Jihua got the ball, he pushed it horizontally in front of him, and the ball rolled out of a straight line in an instant and rolled past Ma Mingyu's feet.

This...

Ma Mingyu turned around, and when he found that there was no one behind him, he realized that the ball was passed to him.

He turned his head and stretched out his hands to Zhang Jihua forward, as if to say why the ball was passed so quickly.

Zhang Jihua also shrugged helplessly, he also felt very aggrieved. I haven't missed such a ball for Ma Mingyu before, why do you blame yourself now?

At this moment, Hakpool directly transferred the long pass after winning the ball in the backfield, and looked at the ball flying in the air, and the Chinese defenders followed the ball towards the landing point again.

Alidaei arched his foot and the ball landed firmly at his feet. But before he could grab it, he gently pushed and passed the ball out.

Looking at Ali Daiyi's running direction, Sun Jihai hurriedly followed.

However, Madavecchia, who had the ball, did not opt for a return pass. Instead, after Sun Jihai ran away, he took advantage of the gap that his teammates helped him tear up, and directly pushed forward with the ball.

Yao Xia, who was guarding him, didn't expect that he would take this opportunity to break through from this direction, and when he moved his center of gravity back to close defense, he was already a step too late.

Although Madavecchia staggered in these two steps, there was no defender in front of him. By the time Li Ming followed up in time, Madavecchia had already controlled the ball again.

In the face of Li Ming's defense, the young motor flicked his left foot to the right, as if he wanted to break through from the outside. Li Ming hurriedly turned around to keep up, but found that there was no one outside.

What the?

There was no motor found on the outside, and Li Ming secretly said that it was not good.

Hurriedly turned his head from the other direction, and the motor at this time appeared on the inside side with the ball at some point.

This...

Except for Li Ming, everyone saw it clearly. At the moment when Li Ming turned his head, the motor used his right foot to pull the ball back. Changing direction twice in a row, Li Ming, who hurriedly turned around after a glance, naturally didn't notice the other party's back hand.

Seeing that the motor was about to burst into the forbidden area, Li Ming held his breath and just wanted to knock the opponent away with his body.

But at this moment, Li Ming only felt a twitch in his left leg, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body, and the supporting leg suddenly lost all its strength. At this time, Li Ming and the motor were like two cars driving side by side on the highway at high speed, and finally ended the PK with one side overturning.

"Li Ming fell..."

With Huang Jianxiang whispering, Madavecchia smoothly dribbled the ball into the penalty area.

This is exactly where he made the penalty before.

Aziz was also running at this time, and at this time, in front of the motor, only General Fan was left.

I don't know if I remembered the penalty kick before, or if I wanted to leave enough space to defend. In full view of everyone, General Fan actually took a step back sideways, as if he wanted to prevent the motor from continuing to break through.

But at this moment, Madavecchia's right foot was a slight touch and he actually picked up the ball with his toes.

"What ?!!!"

General Fan looked at the ball above his head, and an ominous premonition instantly spread all over his body.

Boom!

When General Fan turned around, he just saw a purple figure fall heavily to the ground.

The ball went past Ou Chuliang's fingertips and fell into the net against the underside of the crossbar.

"Beep !!"

The referee's whistle blew and his finger circled.

At this moment, the Iranian fans at the entrance of the No. 3 fan tunnel finally boiled.

The fans of less than 300 people shouted the momentum of 30,000 people, and they kept waving their own flags and letting themselves fly on the stadium in a foreign country.

"How did you kick this ball!?" General Fan had a murderous look on his face.

He rushed to Li Ming, who fell to the ground and covered his legs, and vented loudly by caring for his teammates: "Lao Li, how are you?" ”

"I, I..." Li Ming gritted his teeth, "I have cramps..."

General Fan didn't say a word, and immediately picked up Li Ming's cramped left leg and smashed his left foot up.

General Fan's face had been distorted to the point of deformation at this time, and it seemed that he was even more painful than Li Ming.

If Ou Chuliang's position just now was not so high, if Li Ming didn't have cramps at the last knock, if he just took a step up instead of retreating...

It's a pity that there are no ifs on the football field.

In the cheers of Madavecchia, the Chinese team lost troops and lost the goal.

When Li Ming was carried off the field, he was already crying like a tearful man.

Seeing Li Jinyu hurriedly on the field, a soft sigh came from the chairman's stand: "It seems that we still have to strengthen the physical fitness of athletes..."

Wang Junsheng and Vice Chairman Xu glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

The Football Association has been focusing on physical fitness over the years, but in the end it is still criticized for physical fitness.

However, the renewal of football is not an overnight thing, and the current national team has to rely on some "veterans" before professionalization to support the pillars.

Seeing Li Jinyu's watermelon peel appear on the field, the fans in the stands couldn't help but feel hopeful.

Chinese football, it's time to inject some fresh blood.

"Li Jinyu, from the Jianlibao youth team. 20 years old, 1.80 meters tall, can play as a striker and can play as a striker, and is the top scorer of the Chinese team at this year's World Youth Championships! The coaches put him on the pitch and we're going to score a goal right away! ”

Different from the sluggishness of the surrounding fans, the moment Xiao Rong saw Li Jinyu, he stood up again, waved the small red flag in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Chinese team, come on! Chinese team, come on!! Chinese team, come on!! ”

Xiao Rong's innocent and optimistic mood infected everyone, and the Jinzhou man on the side also wiped his face and said loudly: "Damn, what kind of old man are you?" ”

"Isn't it going to be leveled? Big deal, start from scratch! ”

"Such a big person, it's not as good as a child!"

"Shout at me! Chinese team, come on! Chinese team, come on!! ”

For a while, the cheering sound from the remote stands of Xiaorong woke everyone up.

Especially when they saw the score of 2-2 and Li Jinyu running hard in the front court as soon as he came on the field, the fans in the other stands also waved the red flag in their hands and shouted loudly.

"Chinese team, come on! Chinese team, come on!! ”

The shouts in the stands once again showed the attitude of the fans, and everyone squandered the last blood, and for a time the stands went up the mountain and shouted a tsunami, and all the fans fell into anger.

"It's... Hi! Wang Junsheng and Vice Chairman Xu sighed, looking at the 30,000 fans in Jinzhou who shouted again, and couldn't help but feel that the burden on their shoulders was a little heavier again.

However, Iran's two consecutive goals have blinded the players. Faced with such a sudden accident, some players began to be distracted, and some players began to regret it.

Even though Ladd and Qi Wusheng talked countless times before the game about what kind of mentality they should maintain and what kind of measures and playing styles they should take when they are chased in the lead, some players still can't help but suffer from gains and losses, and they don't know what to do.

The Iranian team took advantage of the momentum, taking advantage of the nervous, anxious mood and gradually stiffening movements of the midfielders, and frequently attacked from the middle.

Gao Feng and Xie Hui were not defenders, and their defensive strength was limited. Without the cooperation of his teammates, Li Jinyu ran around the center circle like a headless fly, and was quickly left away by the Iranian in an inverted way.

In the 70th minute, the Iranian team once again broke through the defense line that the Chinese team barely built in the middle and forced the penalty area in one fell swoop.

Bagherry spotted the space, pushed with his right foot, and sent a straight ball to the ground.

But it was the rolling ball that was not fast to remember the ball, but it once again broke through the defense of the Chinese team. When the ball leaked out of the entire defence, the fans were horrified to find that Ali Daei had followed the ball out of the crowd at some point, and after catching up with the ball, it was a kick.

Even if Ou Chuliang struggled to save, this kind of one-shot near the penalty spot was too easy to score.

The ball pressed against the turf and rolled into the far corner of the goal again.

When I saw the ball stop rolling in the side net, the Golden State Stadium, which had just been noisy, suddenly fell into silence.

It was deathly silent.

Everyone stopped, even the "little landlord" who had just played hide and seek with the security guards of the venue stood in place, allowing the security guards who had caught up with him to pull him down. The Tianjin men with the national flag painted on their faces also closed their mouths, and they no longer cooperated with the movement left and right and shouted cheers. The fans holding up the banner lowered their arms, and the first half of the banner that originally read "Chinese are not even afraid of death, are they still afraid of difficulties" remained, which looked very infiltrating.

No one squeaked, everyone seemed to have turned mute, like models in the window, all standing in place, staring directly at the players on the field, staring at the hairs behind the players.

Aridaii then stretched out his arms and ran to his fans' stands. The only two hundred or so Iranian fans opened their mouths again to cheer, and all Iranians were wrapped in happiness.

General Fan pinched his waist and the ball had just slipped away from his feet, and he was the last defender to stand in the way of the ball. To be honest, he didn't really see the ball leaking out of that place.

Zhang Jihua's eyes were glazed, he saw the ball slipping from Ma Mingyu's feet, but he didn't have time to stretch his feet.

Ma Mingyu kept shaking his head, he thought that his teammates behind him would stop the ball, so he didn't risk splitting the ground to reach it.

But now, all three of them are deeply in self-reproach.

Li Ming, who had just been carried off the field, had been sitting on the sidelines to recover, and at this time, when he saw the Iranian team score another goal, the tears that he had finally stopped came out of his eyes again.

"I, I'm a sinner, I'm a sinner!! I... I'm sorry for the national fans, I, I'm sorry for the Dalian fans, I don't have the face to see you!! ”

Seeing the goal appear again, Li Ming, who plays for Dalian Wanda, finally collapsed. He broke free from the medical staff, fell to his knees with a limp leg, and rushed to the court, crying and crying.

The miserable crying even spread to the stands behind him, but no one was moved by him.

Or rather, the fans don't feel sorry for him.

At this moment, Huang Jianxiang's voice with slight confusion and surprise came from the screen.

"Huh??? No, this ball..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Zhang Lu on the side couldn't wait to say, "The linesman raised the flag, it's offside!" This goal is offside! ”

"Whew!! It turned out to be offside! The man with glasses stroked his glasses and let out a long breath.

The other students in the living room also breathed a sigh of relief and kept patting their chests.

"Damn, how did TMD kick this ball?" Huang Wu didn't feel happy like the other classmates, and stood up and walked out of the living room.

"Xiao Wu, what are you going to do?" Father Huang hurriedly asked.

"Pee!"

With a bang, Huang Wu slammed open the door and walked out.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, the big guy watches, watches." Although Huang's father was also in pain, he looked at the other junior high school students around him who were at a loss, but he reluctantly calmed his heart and comforted everyone.

Listening to the sobbing in the toilet, Huang Mu, who was guarding the door, sighed, put a roll of toilet paper on the stool outside the door, and quietly left.

The linesman's flag once again saved the Chinese team, and the score on the big screen on the field still stopped at 2-2.

Ou Chulian stood up, asked the staff behind him for the ball, and then threw the ball to the offside position of Ali Daei just now.

Under the guidance of the referee, order was restored on the court again.

But the fans in the stands did not choose to forgive.

As night fell, the temperature began to drop, but the hearts of the fans were even cooler.

"Qi mistakenly, get out of class! Ladd, class is out! ”

I don't know who took the lead, but the fans in the stadium also shouted.

The "Chinese team, come on!" At this time, even some "semi-official fans" began to cheer for every attack of the Iranian team and calm down for the messy "attack" of the Chinese team.

In an instant, the entire Golden State Stadium turned into hell, and everyone turned into Hades judging eleven players on the field.

Qi Weisheng was also struck by lightning at the moment of the goal, even if the assistant coach on the side told him that the ball didn't count, he didn't slow down.

Da Qi shook his hand, retreated to the coach's seat and sat down, without saying a word.

The shouts of the fans pierced his heart every time, piercing the weakest corners of his heart.

Doesn't he want to win?

As the coach of the Chinese coaching staff of the Chinese team, he wants to win more than anyone else.

The ball is kicked like this, and he also has an unshirkable responsibility.

But then again, if the class can save the defeat, the Chinese team can qualify. Qi Cuosheng himself must be the first to stand up and dedicate himself to the cause of football.

The actual situation is that Qi Caosheng is the best local coach in China, if not, how can he sit in his current position?

At this moment, Qi Missheng remembered the "senior" Xu Hebao, and he seemed to have experienced the sadness and helplessness of Coach Xu back then.

After all, there are some things that cannot be reversed by manpower.

Poor Xiao Rong stood in front of the chair, he didn't understand why the uncles around him didn't call for cheering, but called someone to get out of class. He still continued to wave the small flag in his hand with his thin and thin body, and shouted hoarsely: "Chinese team, come on!" Chinese team, come on!! ”

Several Northeast men around looked at him with tears in their eyes, and several people had red eyes and stepped forward to persuade Lao Rong.

"Take the child away, don't look down, don't look down! I... We're sorry for you! ”

"What do you say? I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving! I want to cheer for the Chinese team here! We haven't lost yet, we haven't lost yet! Without waiting for Lao Rong to speak, Xiao Rong bared his teeth and wanted to fight with these strange uncles.

Seeing Xiao Rong's appearance, those Northeast men who came up to dissuade him couldn't hold back any longer.

When he turned around, tears blurred his eyes.