"You ......"

Horton froze in place, the first time he saw a Chinese player so fierce and excited, and his will to fight was almost off the charts.

He still underestimated the determination of the players to wash away the shame of history, and it is impossible to deal with this matter rationally at this time.

Change!

Horton gritted his teeth and changed his mind in his mind.

It was not that he succumbed, but that he was infected by their spirits.

This is not a mutiny in the dressing room, but a manifestation of a more cohesive locker room.

It's just that......

What should the leaders of the Football Association do if they blame it? I also asked the above at the beginning, and the above meaning is also in line with my own ideas, and now I suddenly ignore the overall situation?

No matter, I'm not Chinese, Horton shrugged, after all, he put on a look of indifference. He beckoned the translator to come quickly, then took out a black pen from his pocket, grabbed a piece of waste paper in front of the table, and began to write and draw.

"Go to the competition office and change the starting lineup now!"

"Quick!"

He stuffed the interpreter into a crumpled mess, and the translator was a little flustered, and he really didn't understand why the locker room was so messy.

"Go! What are you doing in a daze! Zhu Guanghu slapped his palm on the shoulder, "If you can't change the list, you can resign!" ”

He's in a hurry more than a translator!

And Horton had re-faced the disciples.

"I have fulfilled you,"

"I want you to understand what you decided today."

"Zheng, Hao, Li ......," he said one by one, "you are all back to start." ”

"Don't be sad when you come back to the bench, we're a team."

"It can come on at any time, it's a battle of one of us, and even a battle of one of you!"

"For victory!"

"Worthy of the mission!"

“……”

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"Director Zhang, what do you think of this game? Horton didn't have all of his main players out of the line, and most of them were substitutes. In the CCBV5 live broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang's face could not hide his disappointment, before the show, he got the starting list of the Chinese team, and he was so angry that he smashed a water cup on the spot. If he hadn't forcibly suppressed his anger, he wouldn't want to sit in the live broadcast room now.

He's a vengeist!

"Hey......

Zhang Lu's voice was also a little low, and after being silent for more than ten seconds, he still opened his mouth.

"I don't feel like it's going well,"

"We are semi-mainstay, and Iran is the all-main."

"Originally, we could have drawn with Iran in our main squad and we had several players who played in Europe, but now I see it hanging in the balance."

"But it can't be helped, from a strategic point of view, Horton is not wrong to do this, we really don't need to waste our forces in this inconsequential game, good steel has to be used on the blade, and the knockout game is when we are out of the sheath."

"It's just that the fans who are watching the game are miserable, and I can feel it through the air, and the fans want to win this game."

There was a sad atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

As soon as Zhang Lu said this, the Chinese fans in front of the TV were even more unhappy.

"Grass,"

"Shabi Horton,"

"Shabi,"

"I'm! I don't look at it, and I'm basically losing anyway. ”

"Go, go, go, drink!"

……

At this time, Huang Jianxiang's voice came from the screen.

"Wait!"

"The starting line-up has changed."

"It's not the starting list given before, Zheng Zhi, Fan Zhiyi and Hao Haixi are all on the list!"

Huang Jianxiang said that in the end, he almost couldn't help laughing, and the decibels of his voice became a little sharp because it became louder.

"Ouch?"

"What's going on?" Zhang Lu also wanted to be pinched by someone in his waist, and almost stretched his head to Huang Jianxiang's chest, at this time Huang Jianxiang was holding a fax sheet that the staff had just handed over.

"Well, that's right, the starting list should have changed. I don't know for what reason, Horton changed the starter, but either way, it's a good thing! ”

"We can witness the strongest China face the strongest Iran!"

At this moment, the leaders of the Football Association, who had just sat at the Manlaga Stadium in Bangkok, heard the secretary report in his ear about Horton's change of starting list, and his face immediately burst into anger.

Syllable! The right hand slapped his right thigh.

"Nonsense!"

"It's just nonsense!"

"Whose idea?"

"I don't know ......"

The leader with an uncertain face endured his anger, but he was thinking in his heart that as long as he could not get the desired results in this Asian Games, Holden would have to look good! Dare to joke with your future? You don't want to do it, do you? You can't afford that!

……

The Iran coach knew that Horton's line-up change was 20 minutes before the game.

"Here we are,"

"I knew it was a conspiracy, haha! It's all smoke bombs. ”

"They won't let go of this opportunity for revenge, but luckily we were prepared."

Iran won't want to lose either! They don't mind continuing to create a shadow in the hearts and minds of the Chinese players.

“……”

※※※※

In the players' tunnel, players from both sides are ready, each holding a cute child in their hands, just waiting to appear.

Suddenly, Zheng Zhi found that Fan Zhiyi and Hao Haixi's eyes had never been so dignified and murderous.

Fan Zhiyi stiffened his chest and stared at the entrance of the player's tunnel without squinting, like a resolute sculpture that made people dare not look directly, and perhaps there were only two words left in his heart: 'revenge'.

Hao Haixi stood behind Fan Zhiyi rarely, like a ruthless swordsman, under normal circumstances, his face was hung with a frowning emoji, but today his eyes were particularly bright and ......

He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Zheng Zhi.

"Today I was a very good runner."

"Ugh." Zheng Zhi's eyebrows raised slightly.

"I see, Brother Si."

I really feel emotional, I can imagine that everyone will definitely play for this game! Even Hao Haixi told his will!

……

Ali Dayi's tall body looked even taller in the sunlight, and his gaze fell on Yang Chen's body from time to time, for him, this was also a duel of shooters. He wants to prove that he is the greatest shooter in Asia! He also wants to show the Germans that he is the strongest striker!

Defeat China! Defeat Yang Chen!

War! War! War!

The national anthems of both sides sounded over the pitch and the players couldn't wait!

Fan Zhiyi tightened the captain's armband on his left arm again, beckoned his teammates to come over and form a circle, and then roared in a deep voice.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

In the stands, Chinese fans have already beaten gongs and drums, ready to cheer for the Chinese team, this year, they have not lost confidence in Chinese football......

Beep –

The Iranian team took the lead, and the other let the Iranian big player Madavecchia immediately dribble the ball from the side to kill, of course, at this time, Madavecchia is still a young player......

Full of noble ideals and courage!

Ma Mingyu didn't have his speed, and he knew that Madavecchia was very likely to break him, but he was still too slow!

"Oops! Not good! ”

"Stop him!"

In 1997, Ma Mingyu was made a fool by him.

This time, it seems that the nightmare is going to happen again!

Li Yinfei hurried over, and Madavecchia quickly played a one-two with his teammates and cut inside!

！！！！

It looks like you want to go in the middle and be ready to shoot from a distance!

Just when Ma Mingyu and Li Yin were almost desperate, Zheng Zhi came!

"Dreaming !!"

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