On the court, Yi Le caught up with Wu Lei, and the two hugged fiercely under the stands.

"Cool !!"

Wu Lei shouted and praised: "You have made a breakthrough!" ”

Yi Le smiled shyly, feeling a little embarrassed by the compliment.

At this time, Yi Le's body sank, and a person suddenly jumped up on his back.

"You kid can! This special breakthrough is too fierce, is that trick just now a cow's tail? It's exactly like Xiao Luo! ”

Zheng Zhi hung on Yi Le's back and rubbed his hair vigorously.

Yi Le was a little struggling, said; "Uncle, you come down, you're too heavy."

"Hey, hey!"

Zheng Zhi smiled embarrassedly, and then the three of them raised their arms again in front of the audience, winning huge cheers.

There was also a commotion in the stands.

In the South Stand, the gathering place of the Liaoning Fans Association, Yi Weihong shouted excitedly, and he shouted vigorously to the fans next to him: "That's my son!" That's my son! That's my son! ”

The Chinese fans also gave him a round of applause, and Yi Weihong is also quite famous among the fans because of Yi Le's relationship.

"Awesome!!"

"! This oxtail is too handsome, isn't it? ”

"That breakthrough is simply handsome, I feel that Uzbekistan can't stop Yile!"

"The right side is about to be burst into a sieve!"

At the forefront of the fan association, Li Wengang kept applauding, and you could see that the old man's eyes were slightly red.

The old man, known as the emperor of Chinese fans, has been following Chinese football for decades, and he has not missed a single game, rain or shine.

He's seen countless goals, but none of them were so beautiful!

It's like a work of art.

Even he couldn't believe that it was a goal scored by a Chinese.

Yile's breakthrough on the side made the old man unable to calm down for a long time.

He lost a lot of things because of football, and many people said that he was crazy, that he was a 'stuck', which almost means crazy and stupid.

But he didn't mind, he felt that he had more passion for football than anything else.

Being a Chinese fan is painful, because the weak national team does not know how many people's youth and enthusiasm have been consumed.

But even so, Li Wengang has always been with her.

He's seen a lot of races!

The most impressive thing is undoubtedly ...

Black Three Minutes!

China's trip to the World Cup!

There have been glories and troughs!

But he never gave up.

This year, he is 71 years old.

He thought that the passion had left him, and the reason why he was still holding on was just because he was unwilling.

But is that really the case?

Is his blood really cold?

So why does it feel like your chest is burning hot, your blood is boiling, and your heart is racing?

He silently pulled out the national flag that had been behind him, this was his battle flag, and he accompanied him to fight with the national team all over the world.

But he didn't know when he didn't have the strength to shake the flag, so he kept it behind him.

But at this moment... He felt an infinite amount of power in his body.

All he wanted to do was do the same as when he was younger.

Flag up!! Brandish!!

Swish!!!!!

The bright red temperament shakes with the wind.

It is engraved with the seals of football associations across the country, which is his masterpiece, and in this way he told everyone in the dark years of Chinese football that they still have a loyal crowd!

Holding the flagpole, the old man felt his whole body tremble.

He took a deep breath and shook the flag violently.

"China!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——————”

"Hooray!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——”

The old man poured into his whole body, everyone's strength, he shouted so loudly that his muscles burst out, and the roaring voice contained all kinds of emotions, which was shocking.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

The flag shook from side to side with a large amplitude.

Swish!!!

The old man roared: "Beat the drum!! ”

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thick beat of the drum rises and beats with a specific rhythm.

"Flag !!"

Brush Brush Brush !!

In the stands, the fans consciously stood up, and the flag wavers waved huge flags.

"China!! ——”

The old man roared loudly.

"Come on!! ——“

A neat roar emerges abruptly from the South Stand, and then quickly fills the scene.

Knock knock knock!!

Brush Brush Brush Brush!!

"China!!!! ——”

"Come on!!!!! ——”

At this moment, the Chinese fans once again fulfilled their promise.

You fight the stadium, we guard the stands!

......

A loud, neat roar filled almost the entire stadium.

The cheers with strong emotions seemed to overturn the Hongqiao Stadium.

On the commentary seat, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help but have some tears in his eyes, and he said slowly:

"Chinese fans, you have worked hard!"

'I'm sure they're going to give us a good game, boys, come on! Don't live up to our expectations!! ”

"China!! Come on!!! ”

On the court, Yi Le and others, who had just finished celebrating, also looked at this scene in a daze.

Wu Lei said suddenly; "I don't want to lose!"

Yi Le was silent.

Zheng Zhi grinned; "Who wants to lose?"

After speaking, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he said; "Cheer me up, if anyone is lazy, Lao Tzu is not finished with him!"

In the coach's seat, Lippi looked at the stands and said to Li Tie on the side: "You have a great group of fans!" ”

Li Tie puffed up his chest and said; "They've been great!"

Lippi laughed: "In this game, we have to win something prettier. ”

......

The game restarted, I don't know if it was because of the encouragement of the fans, the entire Chinese team showed amazing form.

The scramble in the front court is very active, and Yile in the middle of the field is frequently inserted.

After Uzbekistan lost the ball, the Chinese team did not control the ball with you, and directly stepped forward to play fast attack.

With Yile as the core, the suppression order in the midfield actually made Uzbekistan crumble.

In the 35th minute of the first half, Zheng Zhi was holding the ball in the middle circle, and he saw Yi Le raise his hand to ask for the ball.

Zheng Zhi passed it without any hesitation.

After Yi Le holds the ball, he quickly turns around and changes direction twice to get rid of it.

At this time, Yi Le, Wu Lei, and Aikeson are presenting a triangular position.

The quick passes between them were all one-foot passes, without the slightest pause, and went straight into the big penalty area.

Wu Lei got the ball on the left side, he was about to shoot, deceived the opposing player to the ground and blocked, and decisively passed the ball diagonally behind.

And there, Yi Le greeted the ball and rolled out an arc.

The ball goes around the player and goes straight into the right corner.

"The ball is in!! It's in!! It's in!! It's in!! 2-0, the Chinese team scored two goals in the first half, a goal from Yile!! Huang Jianxiang yelled.

"Nice arc! It was a very technical instep rub and we played a delightful rhythm in the first half! ”

In a good mood, Duan Xuan said with a smile: "The head coach of Uzbekistan has to find a way in the second half, if they keep playing like this, the score is likely to be expanded again in the second half." ”

After this attack, the Chinese team did not take the risk forward, they stabilized the defense and began to wait for the end of the first half.

Going into the second half with two goals, it was a huge advantage for them!

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

The score was 2:0, and the Chinese team led by two goals.

Facing the cheers of the scene, Yi Le and others returned to the locker room, while Lippi also stood in the players' tunnel, patting the back one by one and praising them.