After the whistle blew, the players on both sides of the pitch stopped their steps, hung their heads, and walked listlessly towards the sidelines.

Although the Olympic team beat Hungary 1-0, Brazil also fixed the score at 2-0. The National Olympic Games have six points from two wins and one loss in three games, but they were eliminated by Nigeria and Brazil because of insufficient goal difference.

The players hung their heads, their eyes already moist. But because it was a global live broadcast, they all endured it and didn't let the tears fall.

Xie Hui had already cried to the point of convulsions, and was helped off the field by Tan Ende. Yao Xia and Shen Si each lay on the ground, covering their faces with their hands. Li Ming pinched his waist and stood in the middle circle, sighing helplessly and shaking his head. Wu Chengying lay on the ground, covered her eyes with her arms, and cried.

The fans were also silent, and they could stay here to watch the rest of the Olympics, while the players on the stadium had to say goodbye to the United States and Atlanta in advance.

On the hospital bed, Qu Shengqing covered his head with a quilt and kept sobbing. He had a plaster cast on his foot, but his heart flew to the middle of the pitch and stuck to his teammates.

"Only a team that has been tempered by failure will be made into a hundred refined steel." Ladd let out a long sigh. The national Olympic Games are out, not a crime of war, and he, as the head coach, can't do any better.

In the National Olympic penalty area, Ou Chuliang held on to the goalpost and slowly sat down on the ground.

He took off his gloves and stroked the fake grass on the ground, but it felt so real.

In that space, the National Olympic Games had not even set foot on the turf here. And now, I have been on this field, and I have fought for the team's victory and qualification, what is there not to be satisfied with?

Football is like that, there are always people happy and some worried on the way to the qualifiers.

Today, the National Olympic Games play the role of a sorrowful person here, but Ou Chuliang believes that after this failure, at some point in the future, the National Olympic Games will definitely make a comeback and climb higher mountains.

"It's... It was a really good game. ”

"The lads of the National Olympic Games gave the victory to millions of fans across the country in the last game."

"Although we are still eliminated, we have created the best result of our country's men's football in the Olympic Games."

"The Olympians have done their best."

"Let us once again give them a round of applause and thank them for doing their best to fight until the last minute and for showing the Olympic spirit of not giving up and not giving up..."

After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he stopped squeaking. Silently looking at the screen, watching the players gather in twos and threes and walk off the court.

Although Hungary lost, the friendship between Hungary and China remains. Some of the players even came to the side of the National Olympic team members and patted them on the shoulder to encourage them.

There was no winner in today's game, and both players were faced with going home.

The camera swept over the field and captured the vicissitudes of Ou Chuliang in front of the National Olympic goal, with his back against the goalpost and looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle. If it weren't for the occasional chewing of his chin, people would have thought it was a still picture.

Looking at Ou Chuliang's resolute side face under the light, squad leader Bai suddenly stood up from the chair, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, he lowered his head and said softly: "I'll go back first." ”

With that, he walked out of the living room and walked towards the door.

"Hey, Xiaobai, why are you in such a hurry? Lunch was eaten at this point! Huang Mu in the kitchen shouted.

The answer to Huang Mu was a gentle slamming of the door. But then in the corridor, there was a crackling sound of going downstairs.

It wasn't until he walked out of the door of Huang Wu's house that the white squad leader murmured unwillingly, "Why, why can't you advance after winning two games?" Why, why? ”

Syllable!

On the stone kicked away by the white squad leader, I don't know when there was a tear of a female fan.

On this night, the hutongs that used to be lively all over the country became dead silent, and many fans turned off the lights early and went to sleep. Zhang Jingtian lay on the kang, looking at the ceiling, quietly listening to his wife's chatter.

I can't hear people's laughter on the street, and some aunts who come back from a quiet exercise at night are a little curious when they pass by the street lamps full of mosquitoes.

Brazil, Guarani Club.

"Team Europe... The moment the whistle sounded, Shi Shi threw himself into Li Tie's arms on the side, and his whole body sobbed.

Li Tie, who reunited and came to Brazil for the second time, made all his teammates shine with the fact that this big-headed cabbage, who was thin half a year ago, has become stronger than everyone else.

Although he still has a cabbage hairstyle that has not changed for a hundred years, there is almost no one who is his opponent in terms of physical confrontation. Stuck position, rushing, Li Tie is almost as good as his name, all the players who fight against him during the day feel that their bodies are scattered at night, and at the end of the day, it is like a hard collision with a steel rod.

Now, the arms of this "rough man" have temporarily become a harbor for discussion and crying in Ou Chuliang's absence. Although he was tenacious on the surface, at this moment, like Li Jinyu and others on the side, he was holding back the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"European team, don't be afraid, when we grow up, we will definitely become your right-hand man and help the National Olympic Games enter the Sydney Olympics again and win the Olympic gold medal!" Sui Dongliang had red eyes, waved his fists, and shouted loudly.

"Olympic gold medal! Olympic Gold Medal! Olympic Gold Medal! The other players also chimed in with their fists.

Guangdong, Luoding, Windmill Mountain Farm.

Grandpa Ou sat on the rosewood rocking chair, swaying slowly, his eyes staring at the screen that had already darkened, like an old monk in a trance.

Outside the window, the sun moved from east to west, and slowly fell to the horizon. When the room was filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, a deep voice sounded behind Grandpa Ou.

"Dad, you've been here for a day. What do you want to eat at night? I'll do it for you. Dad, Dad? ”

screamed a few times in a row, and Grandpa Ou in the rocking chair finally reacted.

"Jianguo, do you think Chu Liang is still sad at this time? Do you think he'll still cry? ”

"Dad!" The middle-aged man complained, "Dad, how old is Xiaoliang?" Du Twenty Lang is a young man, how can he shed tears so easily? ”

"Humph! The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place! I am not blind old man, I can see that others can't see it, Xiaoliang has been enduring it on the screen. Alas! This kid has been like this since he was a child, and he has to be very strong in front of people... You said that you are too, both surnamed Ou, how can you apologize to your cub? Can you have less meat or what? Bite? Are you two planning to stop knowing each other for the rest of your life? ”

"Dad!" Ou Jianguo sighed helplessly, this shipping tycoon who dominates the coast of China shrunk like a quail in front of Grandpa Ou.

Sports Bureau, Office of the Leadership.

The leader held the microphone and listened to Yuan Weimin's report word by word on the other end of the phone line.

"Well, okay, I know everything. I watched the game too, the lads played well, you don't need to say any more. The leader nodded, "You tell Lao Xu to let him bring the team back to me safely, this is his greatest credit!" ”

After putting down the phone, the leader sighed.

"Shiya? Fate? All five points from the other groups can appear, and we didn't qualify with six points. Who is to blame? If you want to blame the opponent for being too strong, we don't have enough intelligence collection! ”

After pacing back and forth in the room a few times with his hands behind his back, the leader suddenly thought of something and said to the secretary on the side: "Xiao Wu, listen well." The children of the National Olympic Games are all heroes, and I don't want to see any statements denigrating the Olympic athletes in tomorrow's newspapers, do you understand? ”

"Understood." Xiao Wu immediately responded.

"By the way, you can also write down those media that are particularly out of line. We must seek truth from facts and follow objective reality. If you're out, you're out, there's nothing to be afraid of, just treat it correctly. The road is still so long, they may go bankrupt one day, and we athletes still have to win glory for the country! We can't let them open their mouths and spoil our good seedlings. ”

After the leader finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and whispered: "Atlanta is over, I don't know what will happen to Sydney in four years?" ”