Lao Feng is a night taxi driver, and like most people, he once imagined the future, but in the end he returned to the ordinary.

His dream is to be a professional footballer, but in reality, the 45-year-old Feng is struggling with life.

In addition to work, his favorite thing to do every day is to listen to radio games, and occasionally take advantage of his spare time to play a game of ball with friends.

Duan Xuan's voice could be heard on the car radio, and he knew what this match meant for China.

As a fan, he naturally pays attention.

It's just that Honduras scored two goals in the first half, which made his eight-figure eyebrows more and more profound.

He slowly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled it vigorously.

It's as if I'm going to vomit out the real depression in my heart.

In the car radio is the voice of the commentator Duan Xuan, which is different from the usual passion, and Duan Xuan's voice is a little low at this time.

Lao Feng understood that the Chinese team was lagging behind.

He smoked a cigarette....

"The problem is very serious, the Chinese team needs to attack! We desperately need someone to step up, and if we let the game go this way, the consequences will be unimaginable! ”

Lao Feng listened to the radio quietly, and with a seemingly unfazed expression, he held the steering wheel with his right hand and tapped his index finger, which was very fast.

The car was already full of smoke, but Lao Feng didn't care about it at all, his whole mind was on the game.

Duan Xuan's voice was very deep, which meant that the direction of the game was not optimistic, and the frequency of Lao Feng tapping the steering wheel was also accelerating.

Da Da!!

In the quiet car, in addition to the announcement of the movement, there is the sound of tapping on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, Duan Xuan's voice suddenly increased, and Lao Feng's restless index finger also stiffened in midair.

"Fight back!! E-Le stuffs a ball of very high quality!! Wu Lei is single-handed!! Saquere's is catching up, can this goal go in?!! What will Wu Lei do with this ball?!! ”

Lao Feng's body subconsciously leaned forward, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Wu Lei knocks on the door!!"

Old Feng sat up straight abruptly.

"Whew!!! The shot was saved by the Honduran goalkeeper! It seems that the Chinese team needs to reorganize the attack, and this time the attack ....."

Lao Feng's cheeks twitched a few times, and the whole person sat back decadently like a deflated ball.

He smiled bitterly, as if to say, 'I know.'"

But in the next second, Zhan Jun's high-pitched voice made him nervous again.

"Easy Pleasure!! Yile is running to the landing point, there is still a chance! There is still a chance!! The offensive ..... Zilala...."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Lao Feng's eyes widened, and he anxiously began to bang on the central control screen, extremely anxious in his heart.

What's wrong with the offense?!!

And then what?!!

Why are you talking!!

Bang bang bang!!

Zlazra.....

Under the tapping, there is a trace of electric current sound from the sound department, which is a little messy...

Under Lao Feng's perseverance and fierce shooting, he finally recovered.

"World Wave !!!!!!!!!!!!! ——”

"Easy Goal!! We scored a crucial away goal!! ”

"The lads did a fantastic job!! We just need to keep that number of goals until the end of the game and we'll be able to qualify!! ”

"That's the World Cup!!"

Quiet night, lonely street, street lights flashing ahead.

Lao Feng still maintained the action of tapping the central control, as if time stood still.

After a while, Lao Feng leaned back against the seat with some strength, he tilted his head, and took out a cigarette again with a slight trembling.

His hands trembled so badly that when he took out his cigarette, he even fell out of a few sticks.

He picked one from the ground and put it in his mouth, slowly tapping it on.

Under the faint firelight, two lines of tears slipped from Lao Feng's face, and his heart was extremely uncalm.

He opened the car door and walked out, it was a little cold, and he tightened his collar.

Behind him, the radio in the car was full of passionate voices of three commentators.

Lao Feng stretched out his right hand, slowly gathered his fingers, clenched his fists, and waved fiercely.

"Well done!! ——”

“yes！！ yes！！ Hey! ... Hahahahaha... Scored! We've scored!! “

The night was lonely, and under the dim street lamp, Lao Feng seemed to be dancing around the car like a child.

The sound changed from small to loud, and finally there was a loud shout.

"China!! Banzai!! ”

......

Honduras, Honduras vs China, World Cup play-offs.

Entering the halftime break, in the first half, Honduras relied on two wings to get two goals, and the Chinese team also scored a goal to complete the comeback on aggregate.

In the locker room, Zheng Zhi stood shirtless in the middle, and the players sat around him on chairs.

Lippi stood at the door, he was not prepared to deploy any tactics, the game had reached this point, the tactics were no longer effective, everything depended on the performance of the players.

Therefore, his decision was to let Zheng Zhi, the captain, boost morale.

The 37-year-old Zheng Zhi looked around at his teammates, and as the veteran captain of the national team, he has always been China's Dinghai Shenpin.

Even at the age of 37, under the call of the country, he still fought without hesitation.

Very few people are able to adjust themselves to such a good state at the age of 37, which requires extreme self-discipline.

Zheng Zhi took a breath, he looked around, and slowly said, "There are still 45 minutes left, this will be the key to the game!" ”

There was silence in the dressing room.

"Brothers! We've lost enough! What we can and can't lose, we all lose. Being poked and scolded every day, are you willing? ”

Hearing this, many people slowly lowered their heads.

"I don't want to lose again!" Zheng Zhi shook his head and said: "I am 37 years old, this may be my last year of playing in the national team, and this is also the last time I will lead you to the World Cup as the captain!" ”

"We've come here, lose! Willingly? ”

In the locker room, everyone clenched their fists slightly, and their performance told Zheng Zhi.

Unwilling!

"Hundreds of millions of fans across the country are waiting for us to deliver good news and lead them to the World Cup stage together."

"We work hard for this, we train for this, isn't it precisely to make a difference at such a critical time?!"

'I knew the second half was going to be tough, we needed to defend, we even needed a lot of movement to improve the coordination of the defence, it was going to take a lot of energy out of us, and I didn't want to see anyone lazy at this point.

Zheng Zhi took a deep breath and said, "I implore everyone, make more sacrifices for this game, even if you feel your thigh muscles tear, don't give up running, and treat yourself as a wall to block the opponent's shot!" ”

"We've been playing Asian-wide games and it's like there's a wall in front of us... The world is big, don't you want to see the scenery outside the wall? ”

"Yes!!" Everyone responded in unison.

Zheng Zhi showed a smile and said; "Good, let's win this game and then go to the World Cup!"

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