Zhang Jun had just sat up from the bed, and before he could wash his face and brush his teeth, he received an excited call from Sophie.

"Zhang Jun, our father and mother are here!"

Zhang Jun, who heard the news, was stunned at first, and then he was as happy as Sophie. His parents came here to watch the game safely, and Sophie was accompanied by someone. When he thought about the final, there were his parents in the stands close by, and he had another motivation on him.

Because it was a competition today, Zhang Jun naturally couldn't go to the hotel where Sophie was staying to visit his parents, so he had a brief chat with his mother and Sophie's parents on the phone.

They didn't say much, now it's the game that matters. When the game is over, they'll have a lot of time sitting together and doing homework.

After instructing Sophie to arrange for her parents to enter the box before the game and take care of them, Zhang Jun hung up the phone and got out of bed to get dressed and washed.

"Uncle, aunt, have they arrived?" Yang Pan looked at Zhang Jun washing his face and shaving while humming a song, and he asked on the side.

"Yes." Zhang Jun nodded.

"Hehe, that's good. You've got one more reason not to lose! Yang Pan said with a smile.

Zhang Jun turned his head to look at Yang Pan, looking at the calm smile on his face, he didn't see anything annoying at all. Zhang Jun thought to himself: "Don't you also have a reason why you can't lose no matter what?" ”

"Yang Pan, have you ever thought that when you play at night, you will score a goal yourself?"

'It's good to score goals, but it's in the team's interest. If I don't have the right chance, I'll concentrate on passing the ball to you. Yang Pan pointed at Zhang Jun, "You have scored seven goals now, right?" Brazil's Adriano is just two short of five goals. So, I have one more goal for this final: to give you an assist, to stretch the number of goals you and Adriano further, and to make you the top scorer in this World Cup! ”

*****

Kaka and Adriano are having breakfast, and for this final, in addition to the title fight, there is also a suspense, which is also Adriano's main concern.

In a long season, a convulsive shooter like himself can't consistently maintain pressure on Zhang Jun, so it has become normal to lose the top scorer in the league for several seasons in a row. But the World Cup is different, this kind of competition system is concentrated, if you catch up with your best state, then anything is possible, the champion, the top scorer is possible.

And at this moment, he is in just the right state.

"Kaka, I have a question."

"Say."

"You're actually a Chinese, aren't you?"

Kaka looked up at Adriano on the other side: "China does not allow dual nationality. ”

Adriano grinned innocently: "Then I really have to thank China, otherwise I wouldn't have a good partner like you in the national team." ”

"What? Want me to help you get the Golden Boot? Kaka, of course, knew why Adriano said that.

"Hey, hey."

"Well, I don't want Zhang Jun to be too arrogant. Actually, Kaka wanted to win the game between him and Jang Jun. He is not a striker, so naturally he can't score goals with Zhang Junbi, but he can choose a spokesperson. A spokesperson on the front line - Adriano, he assisted, Ade scored, and used this way to defeat Zhang Jun.

Ronaldinho, the captain at a table opposite, got up and walked towards them, and when Kaka found out that Ronaldinho was targeting him, he was already standing in front of him.

"Kaka, come to my room after breakfast and look for me, I have something to tell you."

After Ronaldinho left, Kaka and Adriano looked at each other, and neither of them understood why Ronaldinho was looking for Kaka.

****

When Kaka knocked on Ronaldinho's door, he saw Ronaldinho's standard smile.

"Here, come in!" As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Kaka in.

"Do you have something to do with me?" The atmosphere in the Brazilian team is relatively relaxed and happy, so even if Ronaldinho is a big man with the captain's armband, Kaka does not call him "captain", in normal times, they call him by his first name or nothing.

"That's right, you are familiar with some people in the Chinese team, I want to hear if you have any suggestions? The tactics that the manager said yesterday are suitable for most opponents in the world, but the Chinese team is obviously a different opponent. I think knowing more will help us play better when the time comes. The smile on Ronaldinho's face faded.

Kaka tilted his head to look at Ronaldinho: "This" Ronaldinho never said before the game that he wanted to know the opponent alone, his smile always represents confidence and happiness, and at the same time it is contagious to his teammates.

But now, Kaka clearly feels that Ronaldinho is nervous, is it just because they are playing in the World Cup final today? In the 2002 World Cup final, the 2006 World Cup final, Kaka has never seen Ronaldinho nervous like this.

The Chinese team is obviously a different opponent

Kaka smiled: "What are you nervous about?" ”

Ronaldinho's face tightened, followed by two coughs: "Where am I nervous?" ”

Kaka turned into a laugh: "You're so funny! ”

Ronaldinho pretended to be angry: "Are you challenging the authority of my captain?" Kaka? However, this expression obviously did not suit Ronaldinho, who himself was the first to lose, and suddenly laughed twice.

He sighed, "Well, you guessed right, I was a little nervous just now. But it's okay now" Looking at Kaka's suspicious eyes, he quickly added, "Really, I don't lie to you." ”

Kaka sat down: "Then do you still want to listen to me?" ”

Ronaldinho thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I thought about it for a while, in fact, we all know about what the Chinese team can let us know." We haven't been following them since before the World Cup, but as the game progresses, we pay more and more attention to them. I think that the secret does not exist for us, and neither does the Chinese team. When the whistle sounds, everyone will fight for strength. ”

Although the Chinese team and the Brazilian team are definitely not rivals, the two teams know each other very well, which is a fact. Because there are Kaka in the Brazilian team, and there are people like Adriano who have a very good relationship with some players in the Chinese team. At the same time, the Brazilian team, as the target of countless teams, will naturally be studied many times by the head coach of the Chinese team, not to mention that there are people in the Chinese team who have a particularly good relationship with the Brazilian players.

There is no need for tentative play, no need for smoke bombs. As Ronaldinho said, when the two teams meet, there is no other way but to fight hard.

****

Cape Town, South Africa, July 15, 9:30 a.m. local time.

The Chinese team ran out of breakfast, and the Brazilian team also ran out of breakfast. Both teams entered the final adjustment time before the game, and there was no training scheduled, all of which allowed the players to relax.

The head coaches of both teams are actively making final preparations, sorting out information and collecting the latest information. In the group of reporters who were gathered outside the hotel where the two sides were staying, there were two teams of spies.

***

Local time, 10:40 a.m.

At Cape Town's International Press Center, China's CCTV section, Wang Jianxiang walked into a room full of instruments and wires with a few cups of hot coffee.

"Brothers, how's it going? How's that going? He handed the cups of coffee in his hand to his colleagues who were still busy in front of the machine.

A young man with bloodshot eyes reached out to take the coffee, and muttered in his mouth: "Shoko coffee is no longer effective for us, I said where did you get this job?" He only said that we should hurry up the work, but he did not introduce the situation of the other party. ”

"Ahem, at the request of a friend, I helped him do it. We don't have any money to take, but we won't be able to treat you brothers when the time comes, we have been friends for so many years, when did I lie to you? Don't ask, hurry up, people are waiting for it, and I should be busy later. Can you finish it before 3 o'clock in the afternoon? ”

"There should be no problem, the pictures are all in order, and the soundtrack and editing are missing." It was their music editor, Chen Yang, who spoke.

"Okay, Yoko. Then you work harder. In the final of the Chinese team, this thing can be regarded as our contribution! Wang Jianxiang patted Chen Yang's shoulder and said.

Looking at the surprised expressions of the brothers, he winked at everyone: "When the things are made, I'll tell you again, haha!" After saying that, he turned around and slipped away while everyone didn't react.

On the way to the live broadcast room, he recalled the scene when Qiu Suhui called him that day ago. I really didn't expect that the head coach of the Chinese team would come up with such a way to improve the morale of the players.

But it's a great way to do it

As soon as I walked to the door of the live broadcast room, I heard Qi Wei's voice inside. He stopped and waited at the door. In the live broadcast room, because of the lighting, the temperature was very high, and the staff were sweating one by one. It's a live show now, so although Qi Wei also has a lot of sweat, he is still persevering.

During the World Cup, producer Zhao Bin, who was in charge of the general coordination of the live broadcast programs in the station, saw Wang Jianxiang standing at the door and walked towards him.

"How was your rest last night?" He pointed to his throat.

Wang Jianxiang smiled: "Don't worry about this, it will definitely be explained in the best voice when the time comes." With that, he coughed lightly.

However, I didn't expect that the Chinese team could go to the finals. Originally, Taiwan did not arrange for so many people to stay in South Africa. Later, with every step forward of the Chinese team, our plan changed. Now that I think about it, it's quite embarrassing. What Zhao Bin said, Wang Jianxiang also felt deeply.

"But I'm quite proud." He added.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm going to get busy, you can also prepare a little, you should go up later, there are still ten minutes."

Wang Jianxiang nodded and watched Zhao Bin leave. He tilted his head to the inside of the live broadcast room, just in time to see a countdown sign on the west wall.

Before the opening of the World Cup, Chinese TV viewers saw the countdown on TV more than once, "Today is XX days before the opening of the World Cup". Later, with the start of the World Cup, this countdown was canceled because it was no longer useful.

Looking at the dark screen of the countdown card, a thought suddenly flashed in Wang Jianxiang's mind, and he thought of a wonderful opening statement for the program he hosted.

***

Cape Town, South Africa, 11 a.m. local time.

Beijing time, 17 p.m. sharp.

"Let's go!"

Those who waited in front of the TV screen early and waited for the live broadcast of the World Cup, the first thing they saw on the screen was not Wang Jianxiang's smiling face, but a countdown card.

The red numbers on the black screen are jumping, and they clearly read: 08:59:59.

In the World Cup program hosted by Wang Jianxiang or anyone else before, the audience had never seen this countdown card, and they felt a little puzzled by its appearance.

Everyone must be wondering why there is such a countdown card in today's "World Cup Snapshot", right? At this time, Wang Jianxiang's voice rang out. The camera zoomed out, and the countdown card and the host Wang Jianxiang wearing a beige suit appeared in front of the audience at the same time.

"Actually, I just want to remind everyone in this way that there are less than nine hours left before the historic moment of our Chinese football. At 8 o'clock in the evening local time, in the early morning of the 16th Beijing time, the whistle for the start of the final of the 19th World Cup was about to be blown"

08：59：00

There are eight hours and fifty-nine minutes left.

*****

Twelve o'clock sharp.

Lunchtime.

****

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Lunch break.

The tension in the final didn't seem to affect the players, at least on the surface. All the players were forced back to their rooms by the manager to rest and recharge for the evening's games.

***

3:10 p.m.

Yang Pan, the first of the Chinese team to get up, appeared in the lobby of the hotel, and then he was stopped by Hu Li to tell the whole team to get up.

"Get up! No matter how much you sleep, your feet will be soft! ”

Yang Pan's loud voice sounded on the thirtieth floor of the entire hotel, followed by the constant sound of doors opening and closing, and the sound of running water in the bathroom.

When all the players got up, the team went to the gym provided by the hotel under the leadership of Hu Li to simply practice strength, the amount was very, very small, mainly to allow the players to recover from the physical state that had just woken up and was still a little weak.

***

3:30 p.m.

When the players of the Chinese team had just come out of the gym and rested, Qiu Suhui received something that Wang Jianxiang had brought him.

Inside his room, Hu Li stared at the screen of his laptop, his mouth constantly emitting sounds of admiration.

"How's it going? Old Hu? Qiu Suhui clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"Great! How did you come up with the idea? Hu Li's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, it's not my first one, a lot of coaches in Europe use it to boost the morale of the team before the game. I'm going to show it to the kids before the game, and it's going to have a good effect. ”

"Don't talk about those boys, it's just me, an old man, who is full of blood when he sees it! Lao Qiu, it's really hard for you. Come up with such a method, but how did you find so much information? ”

Qiu Suhui smiled: "I didn't do it, I found a friend from the TV station to help, where do I have this ability!" ”

In this short four-minute and ten-second video, every shot in it is obviously carefully selected, and the positions where they appear are definitely not randomly placed. The perfect combination of picture and music creates this image that makes people's blood boil when they watch it.

When I called Wang Jianxiang, I probably didn't expect such an excellent effect. Those people are really desperate, everything is for the finals, for the World Cup.

****

4:25 p.m.

Li Yan called his colleagues in several places in Cape Town, confirmed their location, and told them about their work and the news he had just received from the hotel. It seems that the Chinese team is about to have dinner, and it is estimated that it is time to set off after dinner.

He looked at the items on the table: laptops, batteries, power supplies, digital cameras, press cards, notepads and ballpoint pens that he carried with him.

I checked it again and found that nothing had fallen behind, so I was relieved.

Although there is still a long time before the finals, and it is not a short time before he leaves for the stadium, Li Yan has prepared his things early and put them on the table, and when the time comes, he can just pick them up and leave.

His behavior of not treating himself directly is not a sign of nervousness. It stands to reason that he won't go up to the game, what kind of nervousness is he!

But he really felt a little preoccupied with Binen, and his heart was beating fast. It can't be said that it is simply a sign of nervousness, because there is also a little expectation mixed with this uneasiness.

That's excitement.

Li Yan sat on the bed in the hotel room, looking down at the watch on his wrist from time to time, the second hand beating forward little by little. The room was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioner, and the "ticking" of the second hand was particularly loud.

Li Yan had never felt this way, and he felt that this day was the longest day in his life. The second and minute hands seemed to move very slowly as if they were against him. Sometimes this kind of thought will pop up in his mind, and irrepressibly occupy all his thoughts, I really hope that the time can jump to eleven o'clock tonight, the game is over, and the Chinese team wins the championship.

After sitting on the bed for less than a minute, Li Yan stood up abruptly again, and then walked around the room by himself.

****

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Dinner time.

Since there was a game at eight o'clock in the evening, it was definitely impossible for this dinner to be sumptuous. It's just a matter of giving the players a boost of energy. Everyone must limit the amount and not eat too much, otherwise they will not be able to run at all during the race.

What's more, maintaining a certain sense of hunger helps to improve a person's nervous reflexes and excitement.

On the other side, the Brazilian team's dinner was exactly the same as that of the Chinese team, which was to keep the players hungry.

Sophie spends the whole day with her parents and Zhang Jun's mother, and will soon become her mother as well. Li Yan didn't arrange any work for her, she only needed to accompany the three old men to the stadium box, and then go to the sidelines to set up the camera herself.

Her contract with the sports world is officially terminated after today, and the rest of the time is her private.

Dad was dressed up as a "very fan" today, painted the Chinese national flag with oil paint on his face, tied a red headband with the words "The Chinese team will win" on his head, and a national flag in one hand.

In the words of Sophie's mother, he is "a fifty-seven-year-old man, still like a child, no big or small." ”

The two ladies were obviously not as crazy as the men, they just held the flag in their hands, saluted them when they saw the fans passing by, and waved the flag once or twice.

AT THIS MOMENT, THEY ARE RIDING TO THE VENUE OF THIS FINAL: GREENPOINT STADIUM.

"Fei Fei, after this World Cup, you're going to get married, right?" Sophie's mother asked Sophie, who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

Sophie nodded: "That's right, whether he can win the World Cup or not, I have to marry him." I was just joking at the beginning, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously" Sophie is also a little aggrieved, her relationship with Zhang Jun is the earliest among so many people, I didn't expect Yang Pan's child to be born, but she and Zhang Jun are not married, some friends have always asked her why she didn't marry Zhang Jun, is there something wrong, the seven-year itch and the like She can say anything except a wry smile and shake her head to deny?

"Cough, our family Zhang Jun is a little brainless and stubborn" Zhang Jun's mother was embarrassed.

"It's okay, aunt, I don't blame him. Actually, it's a good way to test his feelings for me, hehe! ”

"Well" Sophie looked up and thought about it, "Maybe there is more than one wedding, one in China, only invite some of the best friends, not too many people, don't invite the news media, just like an ordinary wedding, low-key." Then I have to go to Europe, first go to Warrendam to take wedding photos, which is something Zhang Jun decided a long time ago, and then go to Florence for a second wedding, and then I will invite a lot of people in the football world, Sister Hua is already responsible for auctioning off the exclusive right to report on the wedding and taking pictures. The first of the two weddings Sophie mentioned was held as an ordinary couple, and the second was held according to the scale of the stars.

There is no way, they have also discussed the plan of this wedding for a long time, and Zhang Jun and Sophie meant four words at the beginning: "Simple and low-key." ”

But Sister Hua firmly disagrees, as Zhang Jun's agent, she has the responsibility and obligation to continue to promote this name around the world. Now that Jang Jun has almost everything a professional player can get on the football field, what else can pique the interest of fans? At this time, the wedding of Zhang Jun and Sophie is naturally a good reason not to be good. If this can be used to further enhance Zhang Jun's fame, and at the same time to enhance Sophie's fame, then it is a godsend for more business development plans in the future. Take a look at those big-name stars, which wedding is not the most high-profile? As the number one forward forward on the planet now, if Zhang Jun's wedding is held quietly, then the riot of the fans alone will be unbearable, right?

Hua Fang is a businessman, everything must give priority to the issue of interests, how to maximize the use of Zhang Jun's popularity. If a broker can't bring any benefit to his employer, more benefits, then it is definitely a failed broker. Because of Zhang Jun's loyalty to Florence, her idea of relying on the transfer back to further increase Zhang Jun's prestige and economic income could not be realized. Now that there is a great opportunity for a wedding, how can she let it go?

Zhang Jun didn't want even his wedding to become a show linked to business, so he didn't approve of Hua Fang's approach.

Neither of them could convince anyone.

Hua Fang's approach is actually understandable, after all, the golden career of professional players is quite short, and many players have no stable source of life for the rest of their lives, and their lives are relatively poor. After all, not everyone can be Beckham, so it's wise to make more money when you can play football and prepare for life after retirement.

No one can have too much money.

Hua Fang also recognized Zhang Jun's temper, until although he was tough, but they had worked together for so many years, Zhang Jun, a person with great feelings, would not turn his face to her, so he always insisted on his opinion.

When both of them can't hold each other, a third party is needed to intervene. Sophie played this role very well, and after discussing it with the two of them, she weighed the pros and cons in her heart, and finally decided to accept Hua Fang's opinion. As a public figure, as early as after Zhang Jun became famous, she already had this awareness, basically she has no private life, in order to satisfy the curiosity of the majority of fans and maintain a certain degree of exposure, some things must be sacrificed.

The most important thing is that Sophie thinks that Hua Fang is right, if Zhang Jun retires, what does he need to support such a big family business? No matter how much money you make when you play football, there are moments when you sit back and eat nothing, which is obviously not a wise thing to do.

From now on, you need to save some money, and then prepare for future life investments, so make a little more money at this time

In the end, the two sides made a concession under Sophie's mediation, and the wedding in Florence was held according to Hua Fang's plan, but before that, they wanted to go back to Luoyang to hold a private wedding, and the news media did not notify any of them, even if Li Yan was a journalist friend with such a good relationship, he was not allowed to bring a camera, was not allowed to interview and take pictures, and was not allowed to publish any articles about the wedding afterwards.

"Hi weddings have to be held twice, one for your own relatives and friends, and one for fans and the media, and it is not easy for you." Sophie's mother said with a sigh.

Sophie smiled: "It's nothing mom, we're all used to it, who made us public figures?" Hehe. ”

Zhang Jun's mother said lovingly: "Feifei, following Zhang Jun has made you suffer a lot, right?" Must be tired, right? After Zhang Jun retires, I will definitely let him accompany you well, and you can go wherever you want! ”

"Ahh Look at what you said, when is this time, I am thinking about the kid's retirement. Sophie's mother joked as she touched her friend and mother-in-law.

Sophie's face flushed, and she thought of the conversation between Zhang Jun and her in her yard after Zhang Jun won the top scorer in Serie A.

"I want you to give me a goal worth fighting for, not just a championship and a record. So that I can never be inert, no matter how tired and hard, no matter how long, I am willing to strive for the goal. ”

"I love watching you play, you play on the pitch and I take pictures of you." This is one of them, the greedy self has set so many goals for Zhang Jun to complete, why did he put this in the first place? ”

I met Zhang Jun because of football, and I fell in love with Zhang Jun because of football. Football was never a sport in the lives of both of them, or as simple as making money for a living.

It's more like a diamond ring, a witness to the eternal diamond ring that symbolizes their eternal love.

****

THE GREENPOINT STADIUM IN CAPE TOWN, SOUTH AFRICA, WAS BUILT TO PREPARE FOR THE WORLD CUP AND CAN ACCOMMODATE 70,000 SPECTATORS, MAKING IT ONE OF THE MOST MODERN STADIUMS IN SOUTH AFRICA.

This is the venue for the closing ceremony of the World Cup and the venue for the final.

Since half past five in the afternoon, there have been a lot of cars coming to the parking lot outside the stadium, and then fans continue to pour out of the subway station, and there are also crowds of people on the tall overpass. EVERYONE'S GOAL IS ONE, THE GREENPOINT STADIUM, THE STADIUM FOR THE WORLD CUP FINAL.

Sophie took her parents and aunt to the VIP box reserved for them, and then called the waiter for them, and explained in detail the particularity of these three guests, who did not understand English very well, let alone speak English. Ask if you can find a person who can speak Chinese from among the volunteers to help.

With the Chinese team reaching the World Cup final, there are more and more volunteers who can speak Chinese and understand Chinese, and these two such volunteers are not a big problem.

Sophie waited until two volunteers from the East showed up in the room, and it turned out that it was better to have two Chinese students studying in Cape Town, South Africa. Sophie didn't say the identities of these three people, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to leave after she said that it was Zhengjun's mother and her Sophie's parents.

After explaining everything to the volunteers, Sophie hurried out of the box.

Although Li Yan didn't arrange any extra work for her because her parents came, she was still a photojournalist after all, and she also had her own job waiting for her.

****

Cape Town, South Africa, 6 p.m. sharp.

After a short break after dinner, the two teams finally set off at the same time and left the hotel where they were staying.

"That's it! Brethren! It's time for us to make our debut!! Anke shouted at a group of teammates waiting for the bus in the hotel lobby, not caring about the surprised stares of others.

"I think bringing Anke here is the biggest defeat for us in this World Cup," someone began to whisper.

"Yes, yes, look at how quiet Sima Hongxin is"

Because he secretly called Milan, Italy, Yang Pan was the last person in the team to go downstairs. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he heard Anke's unashamed declaration. He gave Anke a slap on the neck from behind: "Okay, stop howling." It's not like we're here! ”

Of course, Zhang Jun knew why Yang Pan was the last to come down, and he had been secretly observing Yang Pan for two days, trying to see a hint from his usual performance, and then told him that he knew the news that he was going to be a father, and wanted to surprise him on the court, after all, this kind of secret can only be guarded by himself, which is really too tiring.

But he was disappointed, Yang Pan's performance in front of people was impeccable, and he had no reason to suddenly say the above things to Yang Pan.

"Gone! Get on the bus! Hu Li appeared in front of everyone.

When the red, yellow and white Chinese bus appeared at the door of the hotel, the reporters gathered around them were excited, and they knew that the Chinese team was about to leave.

The flash lights kept on, and Yang Pan, as the captain, first appeared at the gate, without greeting the fans around him, and without showing a trace of smile in the face of countless cameras, Yang Pan walked past the reporters with his signature serious expression in this World Cup, and then was the first to get into the car.

Anke's appearances are always eye-catching, because he is more active than anyone else. As soon as he came out, he raised his hands and kept greeting fans and reporters, and it was difficult not to like such a cooperative attitude.

Zhang Jun was the last of the team to come out and the last to board the bus according to convention. When he turned around at the door of the car to greet the fans, everyone present heard the screams of the female fans.

There have been foreign media outlets that have studied this issue. In the Chinese team, in the Fiorentina team, who are you going to say the most handsome player? There is no doubt about Crewe. Plum. But the most popular, the most popular player in the minds of female fans, is definitely not Krewe, but this Zhang Jun with a bright smile like the sun.

Perhaps because of his consistent love with Sophie, he has earned a lot of impression points in the minds of female fans, and his smile is indeed very friendly.

After leaving a smile that made the female fans infinitely reverie, Zhang Jun turned around and got on the bus. The bus doors slowly closed, and then the engine roared, and under the flashing lights of reporters and the gaze of fans, the Chinese team drove to the last leg of this journey.

Almost at the same time, the bus of the Brazilian team also drove out of the hotel in full anticipation.

****

Cape Town, South Africa, at half past six p.m.

Milan, Italy, local time, 6:30 p.m.

The LCD TV in the hospital's intensive care ward is broadcasting the Chinese team and the Brazilian team live, and the live sound effect in South Africa is very clear, giving people an immersive feeling, but the bed opposite the TV is empty and there is no one left.

The patient in this room had just been pushed away ten minutes earlier.

*****

When the Chinese team's bus drove into the stadium's special parking lot, the Brazilian team's bus also happened to turn around, and the opponents in the final met for the first time in such a coincidental scene.

"Hey! Brazil!!! Anke shouted, pointing to the yellow bus opposite.

Suddenly, many Chinese players got up from their seats and looked at the oncoming Brazilian team car, and then they saw that many Brazilian players on the opposite car also stood up.

Because the way to come is different, and the entrance door is different, so the two buses are staggered in this place, and then one to the east and the other to the west, each going to the designated parking area.

Zhang Jun didn't get up, but when the two cars were staggering, he saw Kaka in the opposite window. Kaka was looking at him, their eyes meeting in the air until the car had passed, and they were still looking back at each other until they couldn't see until they sacrificed their lives.

At that moment, Kaka gave him a thumbs up, and Jang Jun returned with a smile that would be new.

"Hey, Zhang Jun, I can keep my promise and come to the finals."

"That's good! Kaka, so do I. ”

"The game between us is now about to be decided."

"Yes, whether this is your World Cup or my World Cup, it's just the last 90 minutes."

"Well, I'll see you on the pitch later."

"See you on the pitch."

The staggered eyes at that moment were enough to convey a thousand words.

****

Once again, the players were greeted with a grand welcome by the fans, who were countless times more numerous than in front of the hotel, and the stadium security guards and Cape Town police did their best to get the players into the dressing room.

With a quick change of gear in the dressing room, the players are about to warm up and it will be the first before today's game.

"Audience friends! Audience friends! WHAT YOU SEE NOW IS THE GREENPOINT STADIUM, THE VENUE OF THE WORLD CUP FINAL! Right now! The Chinese players have already got out of the car and headed to the locker room to rest, and in about ten minutes, they will be on the pitch for a pre-match warm-up! It's local time at night," Qi Wei took the microphone and looked down at his watch, "seven and eight in the evening!" In 52 minutes, the final of this World Cup is about to start! Let's look forward to that moment together! ”

*****

A CURIOUS BUILDING 1 KILOMETRE SOUTH OF THE GREENPIONT STADIUM IN CAPE TOWN IS THE INTERNATIONAL PRESS CENTER FOR THE WORLD CUP IN SOUTH AFRICA.

In the inner eastern district C-21, is the territory of China's CCTV.

At this moment, on the west wall of the live broadcast room, the countdown card is still running accurately.