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Two hours before the game, fans from both sides had already entered the stadium, and the stadium was also full, with fans on both sides shouting slogans at each other.

On the Korean side, it's this'is' Korea.

On the Chinese side, it is superchina.

The fans on both sides shouted for two hours under the leader's leadership, and they still had 90 minutes to shout.

For the rise of Chinese fans, the South Korean Red Devil cheerleaders are the most unhappy, once in Asia, the Korean football team is not the strongest, but the South Korean Red Devils cheerleaders are the most famous, this is not controversial, they became famous in 2002.

But now it's different, Chinese fans have their own slogans, their own organizations, and their own tifos.

This time, after the knockout round, Chinese fans are still showing TIFO on the spot, which is the same as the World Cup in Brazil, Li Guo put his hands on his chest and looked into the distance.

When this pair of tifo appeared, the Koreans suddenly felt that they were shorter, in fact, they also wanted to make tifo before the game, but the problem is, the Korean team is not like the Chinese team, they have no leader now, and China has.

It is undisputed that Chinese fans show Li Guo, but who can Korean fans show? Stillik? Obviously not.

Son Heung-min?

No, he's a genius, but he hasn't led the Korean team to any gold medals, you can't become a leader with the word "genius", this industry speaks with results.

So the Korean fans thought about it, and in the end they were helpless, they couldn't make a tifo, and at this time, seeing the huge tifo slowly displayed in the stands of the Chinese fans, they were angry on the one hand, and jealous on the other hand.

"Lao Zheng, look, as soon as our tifo came out, the shouting of the stick suddenly became much smaller."

Lao Zheng pushed his glasses, turned his head to look at tifo, and was very proud in his heart, remembering the past events in the World Cup.

"Hehe, we have to keep this and use it many times in the future."

"Of course, we will go to the museum in the future, and the Chinese players in 100 years will be able to see our creativity."

Lao Zheng smiled slightly: "You think so far." ”

South Korean fans were getting angry when someone proposed, "We have a killer feature, Arirang." ”

During the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, Arirang's singing could be heard throughout every game of the Korean team.

"Arirang, Arirang, Arirang."

"Arirang, Arirang, Arirang."

"Arirang, Arirang, Arirang."

As the sound of singing came out, the South Korean fan camp suddenly felt that they had a waist pole, and they felt that they had fan songs, which was different from the rabble of Chinese fans.

Lao Zheng looked at it, this is a call, but we also have a killer feature, but it is rarely used, that is, the "Chinese war cry" invented by Li Guo to learn the "Viking war cry" of Icelandic fans.

Tens of thousands of Chinese fans, led by the team leader, clapped their palms in unison, shouted slogans in their mouths, and the applause and the resonance of the stadium roof had an extremely shocking effect.

We know that if someone next to you suddenly roars while you're singing, your singing voice will be taken away.

With the aggressive "China War Cry" from Chinese fans, the "Arirang" of the South Korean Red Devils cheerleaders has become absurd.

"Arirang...... Ah, ah...... Lilang. ”

The singing was often interrupted by loud battle cries, and finally the Red Devils cheerleaders became angry and began to high-five in response.

The Chinese fan camp responded with a boo, "shameless, plagiarism, shamelessness, plagiarism." ”

The fans outside have already made a mess, and the players on both sides in the dressing room deep in the stadium are making final preparations, fixing muscles with adhesive tapes, wrapping fixed bandages around ankles, sorting out the spikes of sneakers, and so on.

But in fact, the most important thing to prepare is his own mentality, Zhou Dun sits with his eyes closed, this is his habit, let himself calm down, think about the upcoming game.

Other players are listening to music, such as Wang Dalei, who is wearing big headphones and listening to some American rock music, as a goalkeeper, the warm-up is definitely not as good as the others, and he wants to get himself excited.

There are also people who like to talk, such as Mu Fei, Li Guo feels that there are two big chatters in international football, one is the German team's Muller, and the other is the Chinese team's Mu Fei.

Muller even thinks his Bayern teammates talk too much, and Mu Fei, he can't be idle, "Geng Chong, let's play table tennis well." ”

"You're insane, where did you get the table tennis ball."

"Haha, I'll tell you," after speaking, Mu Fei took out his mobile phone to show Geng Chong the video, this is a kind of "table tennis" that has been very popular in Europe recently, the rules are the same as table tennis, the only difference is that the ball has been replaced with a football, and the only part that touches the ball can only be the head.

Geng Chong looked at it for a while, and felt very interesting, "Hehe, good, I'll play with you when I go back." ”

"No, the locker room here is so big, about the same size as a badminton court, we can play at all."

Geng Chong understands Mu Fei, this guy will be like this as long as he is nervous, after all, no one can say anything about the knockout round, the pressure is incomparable to the group stage, maybe he will have to play a penalty shootout or something.

"Play if you want."

As soon as the two looked up, they saw Li Guo, it turned out that Li Guo had been beside him just now, and he felt that Mu Fei's proposal was good, just to ease the tension before the game.

"OK," there was the boss's words, Mu Fei was fearless, and played the football version of "table tennis" in the center of the locker room. ”

The players were dumbfounded, but that's okay? At first, everyone was surprised, but later they watched Mu Fei and Geng Chong have a lot of fun and wanted to participate.

Fang Suo shouted, "Let me have a game too?" ”

"Yes."

Playing and playing, the tension in everyone's hearts disappeared, Li Guo felt that this warm-up project was good, and it should be used as a reserved item and brought to the World Cup in the future.

Not far away was the South Korean dressing room, where the pressure on the Koreans was even greater, and Stillik didn't say much, leaving all the pre-game time for the players to do what they liked, whether it was listening to music or watching videos.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who's going to come at this time?"

When the player wondered, the door opened, and a man came in, and the player stood up as if he had seen a god.

And this person is indeed a god-like existence in Korean football, he is Zheng Mengjun, who is known as the emperor of Korean football.

So it's not difficult to understand why the players are nervous like this when they see him, Zheng Mengzhun smiled slightly, "Hello everyone." (To be continued.) )