Chapter Eighty-Four: Our Pride!
From the capital airport to the Bird's Nest, it can be described as an empty alley.
Countless fans greeted them, and from the moment they entered the city, they were indispensable all the way to the bright red.
On the road, the traffic police opened the road, and the police cars patrolled, surrounded by the Chinese team bus, like a hero who greeted the triumph.
For Chinese fans, they are heroes!
They are eligible enough to enjoy this treatment.
The bus was followed by a large number of private cars, each with a sign that said, 'We're in the World Cup again!' The slogan, with the national flag on the roof, shook in the wind, solemn.
Drive all the way to the National Stadium.
It has been overrun by a large number of fans, and as far as the eye can see, it looks like a sea of red.
In the traffic control area, a torrent rushed in, they held high the 'World Cup slogan', shouted loud slogans, and every face was so excited and excited.
"World Cup!! Here we go!!! ”
"China!! Banzai!!! ”
"Let's go to Russia together !!!"
The slogans of tens of thousands of people shook the earth, and they rumbled into the stadium like a solemn army.
This day is the 'carnival' in China!
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The national team bus drove directly into the underground parking lot, and the players walked down one by one, and they went to the locker room to change clothes under the guidance of the staff.
A red hoodless sweatshirt with a bar on the sleeve consisting of ears of rice that spreads all the way to the cuffs.
On the chest is a solemn national flag, and on the belly is engraved 'Long live China!' Behind it is 'Won!' 'The slogan.
This special dress is only once, and this is the clothes that can only be worn when the Chinese team enters the World Cup in 02.
Now they're wearing the jersey again.
Li Tie looked at the familiar jersey in front of him, although the color had changed, both the style and the text on it were the same as 15 years ago.
It wasn't until this moment that he felt that the Chinese team had really entered the World Cup again.
This made him smile with relief.
The players were all frolicking, and the victory and qualification made them extremely excited.
Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linfan compared whose share was better-looking.
Two identical styles, more than anything comparable.
But both of them were stunned and advocated that they were good-looking, on the grounds that they were 'good-looking'.
Yi Le looked at the two of them, and he didn't know whether to say something or not....
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the locker room, and a staff member stuck out his head and shouted, "Yile, come out for an interview!" ”
Yi Le nodded and immediately walked out.
The others looked at Yi Le enviously.
Feng Xiaoting said: "Tsk, top stars are different!" Interview alone, I guess it's the media in Europe, I really want to go...."
Zheng Zhi laughed sneeringly on the side: "Pull it down, just like you, do people know you?" Besides, do you know English? Don't go up to it, don't say anything! ”
Feng Xiaoting: "......."
On the other side, under the guidance of the staff, Yile came to the press conference.
As soon as Yi Le appeared, the scene remembered a round of warm applause.
Whether it was Lippi who was interviewing the West, the leaders of the Football Association or the reporters from all over the world at the scene, they all stood up and applauded.
This is the highest respect for Yile, and everyone understands that Yile's super midfielder has played a vital role in the emergence of the Chinese team.
He has greatly raised the ceiling of the Chinese football team.
The interview begins.
Journalists from the United Kingdom, France, Spain and others asked questions.
Yi Le is also proficient in switching between English and Spanish, although French is a little reluctant, but it has also improved a lot, and it is very happy to talk with his hands in motion.
Watch Yi Le switch between the Chinese languages at will and talk eloquently.
The Chinese reporter gave a thumbs up to his companion on the side and said; "Look! It's called Fan'er! Top stars! ”
The companion smiled back.
Now Chinese journalists are also full of confidence in interviews, and they themselves have a top domestic star, which allows them to raise their heads in front of their foreign counterparts.
No one dares to say that Chinese players can't do it, after all, Yile is a living example there.
The interview lasted an hour, and the celebration was about to begin.
Yi Le returned to the locker room, ready to walk out of the field with his teammates.
......
The Bird's Nest is already crowded.
There are huge mechanical camera arms in the stands all around, and drones are floating in the sky, looking down on the shooting.
This live broadcast will be open to the whole country and celebrate the World Cup journey of the Chinese team with the people of the whole country.
The cold weather in December couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of the fans.
The fans in the stands sang and danced and rejoiced.
They create all kinds of sounds and movements to celebrate this carnival that belongs to them.
Bai Yansong's mellow voice sounded...
"Audience friends in front of the TV, fans and friends at the scene, every Chinese audience who pays attention to this grand ceremony, hello everyone, I am Bai Yansong."
"Today is a special day, since the Chinese team broke into the World Cup in 2002, we have once again stepped on the stage of the World Cup."
"Compared with the prosperous era 15 years ago, we have changed a lot, the motherland is getting stronger and stronger, the football industry is fruitful, there is a group of equally excellent players, the members of the World Cup in 02 have long been retired, but the next batch has grown up strongly, the change is huge, but what remains unchanged is the fact that we are passionate about football!"
"In the past 15 years, we have experienced a lot of things, confusion, expectation, helplessness, etc., ......."
Bai Yansong's voice made the fans at the scene teary-eyed.
They were smiling and crying, just for the best moment.
"After 15 years of hard work, 15 years of waiting, we have finally waited for this moment!"
"The Chinese team broke into the World Cup again! They fulfilled their promise 'let's go to Russia together'! ”
Bai Yansong's voice was high-pitched, and the enthusiasm of the fans was also mobilized, and they let out a deafening cheer.
Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——
"Now let's invite the heroes, who fought in despair, who looked up to the light in the night, who beat four national teams in quick succession and put us on the stage of the World Cup!"
"Let's call everyone's name together!"
"Chinese National Team Head Coach ....."
Lippi !! ——
"Captain of the Chinese national team....."
Zheng Zhi!! ——
"Chinese National Team Striker ....."
Wu Lei!! ——
Yu Dabao!! ——
Exxon!!! ——
Artemisia Junmin!! ——
Fung Siu Ting!! ——
Zhang Linfan!! ——
......
With the shouts of the fans, the players ran out of the players' tunnel one by one.
They smiled and waved to the stands on all sides, and finally came to the center circle to stand in a row.
At last.....
11 players including substitutes ready.
There is still one person left on the scene....
The scene fell silent suddenly.
The whole nest was silent.
Everyone's eyes widened, and they held back their whole faces flushed.
One by one, the fans couldn't help but get up one after another, and 100,000 pairs of eyes watched the players' passage together.
"Next, please allow me to introduce a 21-year-old Chinese footballer who was born in La Masia and officially entered the professional football scene in 2015, starting in the Championship and leading Millwall out of the relegation zone and into the Premier League as champions that season."
The following year, he moved to Tottenham Hotspur in the Premier League, helping Tottenham Hotspur win the coveted league key, and the next year he will reach the top of Europe with an indomitable attitude!
"This year, he transferred to Paris Saint-Germain in Ligue 1 for the highest price in history!"
"This is our Chinese football superstar, let us welcome him with the greatest enthusiasm! Belong to our pride.... Let's shout his name out loud!! ”
Easy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——
Happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ————
The whole nest boiled like a volcano.
Fans roared hysterically, banged on the fence, stomped, made loud noises, and 100,000 fanatical Chinese fans welcomed Yile in the wildest way possible.
In the dark tunnel of the players....
The silhouette of a figure slowly appeared.
The light dispels the darkness...
First up was the brand new Nike boots, a pair of legs full of strength, and the big number 21 on the jersey.
And finally a bright smiling face.
Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
E-Le !!!!
E-Le !!!!
E-Le !!!!
E-Le !!!!
E-Le !!!!