After ten phone calls, as the person who had been in the same room with Yang Pan for the longest time, Zhang Jun did not see Yang Pan showing worry about his family in front of anyone.

But he knew that he would definitely not be able to let go of Elan and the soon-to-be-born child in his heart. Because he goes to the toilet more often, and it takes longer than usual.

Of course, Zhang Jun knew what Yang Pan was doing, so he hid in the bathroom and called the Italian side to learn about the latest situation. But when he got out of the bathroom, the expression on Yang Pan's face could no longer find anything unusual.

He estimated that no one else in China knew about it except for him and Yang Pan. And Yang Pan must have thought that everyone else didn't know except himself.

Just buried this matter deep in his heart, and when the World Cup is over, he will go back. Zhang Jun is not at all worried that Yang Pan will affect his game because of this incident. Because Yang Pan knows the importance and takes into account the overall situation, there must be a way to adjust his mood and state.

****

"Today is the last day of training." Before starting the day's training, Qiu Suhui said loudly to the players on the field. In fact, it was the last time he led this group of people to train, and he has not yet said that he will leave after the World Cup. "Tomorrow we have the biggest game of our lives! I hope you train well and give 120 points of energy! We can get to the final, it's definitely not luck! Without strength, we can't do anything. Brazil is a formidable opponent, however, we are not weaker than them! I know that playing seven games a month is tiring for many of you, but I hope you will persevere and stick with it until tomorrow. Okay?! ”

"Row !!" The players shouted in unison.

"Excellent! Lao Hu, you come. He turned back and beckoned to Hu Li.

Hu Li ran over and clapped his hands: "Let's start training, after a simple warm-up, we will conduct an offensive routine drill, the focus of this drill is how to quickly advance when turning defense into offense"

Hu Li was explaining the essentials of training to the players, while Qiu Suhui returned to the awning, picked up the tactical board, and re-examined it. For all the entries that have been trained, he puts a checkmark on the back. Now there are more and more checks on the tactical board, and there are fewer and fewer places where there are no checkmarks.

He looked up at the blue sky.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

The decisive moment is coming.

*****

Training is still closed to the public, and Sophie, like all other journalists, continues to eat behind closed doors with the Chinese team. However, none of them seemed to have any complaints, and at this time, some aspects of China's characteristics showed a good side. At times of importance, freedom of the press also serves the national interest. Now everyone knows that the Chinese team can't be disturbed, so no one complains about the Chinese team in the media anymore.

Because she couldn't take a picture of the inside of the training ground, Sophie's column used the photo of the locked gate for two days in a row.

She wrote in the article: "Qiu Suhui closed the training of the national team, and we reporters couldn't see it. A faint whistle could be heard behind the locked gate, and a group of reporters who were reluctant to leave sat outside the gate, guessing what training was going on inside at this moment. Everyone's mood was quite high, and there were not many complaints because the national team didn't let them be interviewed.

I was told that he had only now discovered that the climate in Cape Town was not as cold as he had imagined, and that he had been so busy reporting from stadium to stadium that he had no time to pay attention to the situation around him. We are now less than three days away from the end of our mission, and we suddenly have free time before the finals begin. On one side is the tense final, on the other hand, we are leisurely and have nothing to do. Contradictory? But no one thinks it's wrong."

Sophie knew that at this time, the country would definitely not be as laid-back as their reporters, because according to the convention, the domestic media must be working overtime to prepare for the finals. Whether it is print media, television media, or online media, we must come up with two plans in case of emergency.

One is the plan for the Chinese team to win the game, and the other is the plan for the loss.

Sophie also received a notice from Li Yan that she should be mentally prepared to write a loss comment.

In fact, she knows that Li Yanhe is a staunch supporter of the Chinese team. Whether in terms of feelings or force analysis, they don't think that the Chinese team is going to lose. Especially Sophie, perhaps she is the most confident person in the world about the Chinese team, more than those players

More confidence.

Mental preparation for writing a losing comment

Sophie played with the mouse and looked at the blank ORD file on her laptop, and she couldn't imagine what kind of psychology it should be. The Chinese team lost, it seemed to be a very distant thing.

*****

"Zhang Jun! Let's get a kick! Hu Li opened the bag containing the football and shouted at Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun found that there was a ball in front of him, and he knew what Coach Hu Li meant. So he took a step, lightly picked up his feet, and the football obediently drew an arc, and then fell into the bag that Hu Li had opened.

"Good footwork!" Hu Li gave Zhang Jun a thumbs up, then turned around to collect the soccer balls that had rolled elsewhere.

"Coach Hu, do you want me to help?" Zhang Jun asked loudly at Hu Li's back.

"No need, go back to the shower and change your clothes! Don't catch a cold at this time! Hu Li turned his back to him and waved his hand.

Zhang Jun looked at Hu Li's slightly hunched back and gray hair, he put down the sports bag in his hand, and then trotted in front of Hu Li:

"Open the bag, Coach Hu."

After speaking, he kicked one by one, and kicked all the footballs into the pocket in Hu Li's hand.

"Ahem, didn't you go back? If you don't obey and catch a cold, it's not good. There was not much complaint in Hu Li's tone.

"Hehe, Coach Hu, I know my own body. This situation can't make me cold at all, but it's kind of training anyway. As he spoke, Zhang Jun scored another goal.

After kicking all the football into his pocket, Hu Li's job was done. An old man and a young man, the two walked side by side to the sidelines.

"Zhang Jun, for tomorrow's game, you are ready in all aspects, right?"

"Of course, physically, mentally, and in a state are all OK."

"That's good, that's good. Lao Qiu has high hopes for you. Hu Li laughed. I'm an old man, I'm almost sixty-five years old, and I'm about to retire in a blink of an eye, if I hadn't met Lao Qiu in the youth team of the Central Plains Club, maybe I'd be retired now, right? ”[. Cn]

"Coach Hu"

"Now I think back to the past when I met and worked with Lao Qiu, it seems that it was still yesterday. Time flies, and when he told me that he was going to win the U21 League the following year, I thought he was dreaming. I didn't expect that now we can win the World Cup. ”

"Zhang Jun"

"Well, what's the matter? Coach Hu. ”

Hu Li thought about it for a while and decided to tell him what Qiu Suhui said. "Lao Qiu told me before the World Cup, and he decided to choose to leave after this World Cup." He tried his best to keep his tone calm and not irritate Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, but soon the expression on his face returned to normal. "Mom? Hehe. I've thought about it too. It was the best choice for him to leave at this time. ”

Hu Li thought that Zhang Jun was thinking crookedly, and hurriedly explained: "Don't think about other places, he didn't retreat in a hurry after becoming famous, in fact"

Zhang Jun shook his head and interrupted Hu Li's words: "Of course I know, Coach Hu." We all know very well what kind of person Qiu Zhi is. But looking at some things in Chinese football now, I think Qiu Zhi feels tired, right? It would be good if he could bring a glittering practice cup to Chinese football, even if he only won one runner-up, he could be regarded as worthy of Chen Wei, who had always trusted him. Go at this time, don't owe anyone. ”

"You don't seem surprised at all"

"Hehe, Coach Hu. Don't think that we players don't understand anything, there are some things that everyone knows very well, but they just don't say it. ”

Hu Li coughed embarrassedly to hide his embarrassment. "Well, I don't want to discuss the current situation of Chinese football with you today. I just want to tell you that tomorrow's game will be the last game led by Lao Qiu. I hope you do a good job and make this full stop come to a good time. Lao Qiu values you very much. ”

As he spoke, Hu Li put the pocket in his hand in the equipment room.

Zhang Jun said with a smile: "Coach Hu, if you tell me such an important thing at this time, you are not afraid of the game when the time comes. ”

"Hey, hey." Hu Li smiled slyly, "Don't think that Lao Qiu is the only one who understands you, I believe in you." If that shakes you up, Fiorentina won't be able to win the treble. ”

Zhang Jun touched his nose embarrassedly. Hu Li is right, he will not affect his state at all because of this kind of thing. On the contrary, it only motivates his performance.

Hu Li, who had put the football away, clapped his hands, and then patted Zhang Jun's shoulder: "Let's go, don't let those people wait." ”

The two men walked out of the training ground step by step, and the lights on the field went out one by one behind them.

*****

Qiu pointed out that he was going to leave after the World Cup, but Zhang Jun did not tell anyone else. There are some things he can know, he can guarantee that the state of the word will not be affected, but he can't guarantee that the twenty-three people in the team will be like him, and they will look at this matter so indifferently.

Yang Pan wants to be a father, Qiu Zhi wants to leave the Chinese team, and these things will be left after the game.

Dinner tonight was nowhere near as lively as the previous two days. Most people eat with their heads buried and don't speak or make a sound. The tension of the final has been diffused since this time.

Regarding the team's situation, Qiu Suhui uncharacteristically did not enlighten and alleviate it in time. His indifference to this is somewhat puzzling.

Of course, they didn't know what Qiu Suhui thought. In a top-level event like the World Cup, the final is naturally the most important, and Qiu Suhui is determined to make the players nervous. If it's still giggling, that's what worries him. There are Yang Pan and Zhang Jun in the team

Li Yongle and Crewe, he has no fear that this tension will overwhelm the team.

Before the game starts, he will naturally come to the players to do mental adjustments, but definitely not now.

Tension helps the team to maintain a state of euphoria, and it's easy to smash it loose, but it's a little difficult to tighten it up when it's loose.

*****

Qiu Suhui, who was having dinner, did not attend a tactical class, but announced that he was free to move the rest of the time. Suddenly, the long-distance telephone office in the hotel became the most crowded place.

After all, not everyone in the Chinese team is like Zhang Jun and Yang Pan. In order to save money, many people still choose to use the hotel to provide international calls.

The players called home one by one, and there were even people from the coaching staff of the Chinese team.

On this night, it's almost impossible to find a situation where several people are getting together, and most of them are busy coming out on their own business. On the eve of the final, there was so much to sort out.

The players are all two people in one room, and only head coach Qiu Suhui has the privilege of one room alone.

In the standard double room, the other bed is full of CDs, laptops, wires, texts, newspapers, clothes and other messes.

At this time, Qiu Suhui was standing by the window, admiring the night view of Cape Town from a height of 30 floors, and calling his wife, children, and parents who were far away in China.

It's been three years since the birth of his own child. But as a father, the time spent with him may not add up to ten months, running all over the country to watch every round of the league, flying training and training around the world. All kinds of competitions have to go to the scene to observe any player who may enter the Chinese team. In addition, such and such meetings, as well as some socializing that has not been postponed.

Not only children, but also proudly love others, their own parents. He couldn't stay with him for a long time. Even if he is forty-five years old, after this World Cup, he will resign anyway and spend more time with his family. No matter how much Chen Wei tried to keep him, his decision would never change again.

When I was young, my dream was to let Chinese football one day stand at the peak of world football. Let the Chinese football people raise their eyebrows. For this, he sacrificed a lot of things, too many to count, at this moment, when he was only a stone's throw away from his dream, he suddenly wanted to get encouragement and comfort from his family.

"Is the child asleep? I'm sorry, but I'm calling you at this time. Yes, I know. Are our parents okay? Oh, that's good. Tell them it's okay and don't get excited. If there are too many reporters, unplug the phone line at home, and buy them a mobile phone anyway. I? I'm fine, South Africa is not as cold as I thought, the climate is pretty good. The players are also in great shape. Well, I think tomorrow's game will be playful. It's all this time, of course, if you can win the championship, you have to get it! We're not the kind of people who hold back! Well, your husband is the head coach who is known as the "God of the Gods"! Ha ha! Qiu Suhui joked that on the night before the final, the players were nervous. Why isn't he nervous as a head coach? Isn't it the first time for a player to play a World Cup final, and isn't it the first time for him as a manager? It's only at this time, chatting with his lover, that he can feel a little relaxed.

He is considered to be the best head coach of the Chinese team ever, but whenever he is seen, he is almost always working, busy, and figure

Hurried. For a while, it was rumored that Qiu Suhui only had Chinese football in his heart, and football was his true lover. For work, he can not go home for several months, for work, that is, his wife has just given birth to a child and needs him to go on the expedition, so he will leave without saying a word.

However, such a workaholic, if there was no warm home behind him to support him, I am afraid that he would have fallen long ago. Every time he was so tired that he couldn't speak, just think of the wife who understood him and supported him, had no regrets, that cute and naughty son, and his parents who kindly understood him, and he regained his motivation as if he had a battery full of electricity.

Qiu Suhui looked at his watch, it was already early in the morning on the Chinese side.

"Okay, Ming, you should rest early. Tell my son that I will go back to see him soon and bring him a present. Well, I know, I will. In addition, you have worked so hard to take care of your children and parents all these years, thank you. ”

Qiu Suhui, who hung up the phone, looked at the sweaty mobile phone he pinched, and then let out a sigh of relief. Tomorrow, the last day, grit your teeth and hold on!

****

Zhang Jun went out for a walk alone. He did it on purpose and needed to leave a relatively private space for Yang Pan. Because at this time, Yang Pan's heart must be very uneasy, no matter how much he can pretend, sometimes there is no way to pretend. That's too tiring. Zhang Jun excused himself to go out for a walk, just to let Yang Pan take a breath, at that time, no matter how nervous he called home, no matter how his voice trembled, no matter how anxious he walked around the room, no one would see it, and his image as a captain would not be damaged at all.

I didn't see a few acquaintances in the lobby, Zhang Jun patted his head and remembered that most of his teammates must have gone to call home.

Since there is no value in the lobby, Zhang Jun decided to go to the back garden of the hotel, which is a small place, very quiet, and indeed very suitable for walking.

The moon was scarce, and Zhang Jun stood in the open space in the garden, stretching comfortably. Tomorrow will be a good day, neither hot nor cold. The weather is sunny and suitable for outdoor sports.

Thinking about the six games in the past month, and countless training sessions and tactical classes, it is really no accident that we have been able to get to where we are today. We have the strength. When he closed his eyes, the exciting, heart-wrenching game seemed to be yesterday, and it was clearly replayed in his mind.

"Tell all the participating teams that our Chinese team is here." At the airport, Zhang Jun faced countless news media around the world, met a pair of eyes with different looks, and said this confidently.

This is where the legend begins.

Facing the gap that Zhang Jun pulled out for him and the wonderful pass he gave him, Yang Pan unceremoniously picked up his right foot, and then

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL”！！！！ GOAL！ GOAL！ GOAL！！！ Oh, my God! The goal is shaking! World Wave !! “

This is the first goal scored by the Chinese team in this World Cup. Yang Pan blasted the door to the Chinese team's World Cup journey with a powerful heavy artillery, and the subsequent Chinese team seemed to follow the trajectory of his shot - sprinting in a straight line, going all out, like a bamboo.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL！ Zhang-Jun!!! Zhang-Jun——!!!! ”

“GOOOAL！！！ GOOOAL！！！ GOOOAL！！！ ——Zhang Jun's momentum is like a rainbow! His performance was impeccable! This field ratio

Second goal! Done in just ten minutes! ”

"The ball is in!! This is the first game of the Chinese team in this World Cup, and this is Zhang Jun's first game! He scored a hat-trick! From receiving Anke's pass, he ran all the way for nearly 40 meters, shook the goalkeeper and scored the ball! He is sprinting towards the Golden Boot of this World Cup! World Cup, here we come! Golden boots, Zhang Jun is here! ”

“GOOOAL！！！！ Perfect free kick coordination! ZHANG Jun!! ”

"Hey, Kaka, let's play a fun game, shall we? We each tried to keep our teams winning, and then we met in the final. What do you think? ”

"Good! Let's work together to make this World Cup a World Cup for the two of us! ”

Yang Pan passes! It's not a high ball, it's a low flat ball, and it's fast and fast! It was not passed to Wu Shangshan in front of the goal, but to the middle of the penalty area, the position of the penalty spot.

Zhang Jun suddenly appeared on the football route, and there was not a single defender of the Swedish team by his side! Then he leaned back, picked up his right foot, faced the football, and volleyed at a right angle to the football!

"The ball is in! Ten seconds thirty-eight! This is the fastest goal ever scored in World Cup history! Created by Zhang Jun, the striker of the Chinese team! ”

Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Gooshuang Xueming;

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles;

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL！ Upside down gold hook! Zhang Jun helped the Chinese team equalize! Dear viewers, you are watching the quarter-finals of the 2010 World Cup in South Africa, between China and England. Towards the end of the first half, Zhang Jun equalized for us with a brilliant inverted hook shot! ”

"Argentina was eliminated! Final! We're in the finals! For the first time in history! For the first time!!! ”

A gust of evening breeze blew, Zhang Jun came back to his senses from his memory, and when he thought of the past days and nights, one exciting goal scene after another, he couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart.

"We are champions! Yes!!! Anyway, there was no one left and right, and Zhang Jun roared without hesitation.

"Uh-huh!!" Suddenly, a cough came from the recliner next to him, which startled Zhang Jun. He followed the voice, and saw a figure sitting up on the bench. "I was woken up by you"

The voice

"Hey, Li Yongle, why are you sleeping here?"

"Hehe, I was a little nervous, so I ran here alone to count the stars, but I didn't expect to fall asleep while counting. Fortunately, there was no cold. ”

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes, he really didn't know how to count him!

"Didn't you call He Wen's little girl? I've seen a lot of people calling home. Zhang Jun sat next to Li Yongle.

"It's been hit, it's been fought a long time ago."

"When are you going to get married?" Zhang Jun suddenly asked this question, which made Li Yongle stunned for a moment.

"Married? We haven't thought that far yet."

Zhang Jun smiled: "I remember when I was in college, you said to me that if you don't beat me, you will never find a girlfriend, hehe, I didn't expect that now I am not only looking for it, but also a lifelong partner." ”

Li Yongle continued to cough with some embarrassment. "Beating you is a lifelong pursuit of my career, but it doesn't interfere with my private life"

Your kid's elm head has finally opened up? Zhang Jun said.

"Well, it's the World Cup, let's not talk about beating me or you, now we're all playing for one team.

You're the best midfielder in the Italian league and it's a lot of fun playing against you at club level, but sometimes I prefer to play alongside you, you know? With you in the back, Crewe and I feel very relieved. Crewe is a man of few words, and there are some things he can't say, so today I thank you on his behalf. Although next season, we will continue to play in Serie A. ”

Saying that, Zhang Jun stretched out his hand to Li Yongle, and this time he stretched out on behalf of Crewe.

"Crewe?" Li Yongle remembered that one day when he was eating, he saw the scene of Crewe and Xiang Tao joking, "He is a very good opponent, hum, when I was in high school, I was not afraid of Yang Pan, you and Kaka, and Ren Yidi." Next season, we continue! Li Yongle did not shake hands with Zhang Jun, but slapped Zhang Jun's palm fiercely.

With that, he got up and was about to leave.

"Hey" Zhang Jun is a little strange.

"Tomorrow's game, you can rest assured. As long as I'm here, you and Crewe don't have to defend themselves. Stay in front honestly, you and him, the attack of our Chinese team depends on the two of you. Li Yongle suddenly turned around and pointed at Zhang Jun and said. Don't be in a bad state, don't play abnormally, and don't be soft under your feet! ”

Li Yongle left, and Zhang Jun sat on the bench for a while. Originally, when I saw Li Yongle, I told him first that he should cooperate well in the game and do Brazil together. I didn't expect it to become Li Yongle's challenge declaration for next season?

Sighing and shaking his head, Zhang Jun also got up and left this inaccessible back garden.

Just after Zhang Jun got up to leave, a person sat up on another bench not far away. He looked in the direction Zhang Jun had left, then looked up at the sky again. In the deep blue night sky, a bright moon hung overhead.