"It was An Run who took the penalty! An Run has once again become the key man for the Chinese team, and this penalty will send the Chinese team to the round of 16 of the World Cup. The narrator stopped after saying this.

Now the fans don't need his commentary, everyone is staring at the screen, and they are ready to cheer and celebrate.

An Run is the most reassuring member of the Chinese national team for fans, and he has never missed a penalty since his debut. When An Run stood in the free throw position, the fans knew in their hearts that the top 16 seats were secure.

The referee's whistle blows, An Yun runs, and shoots. The fans have already raised their hands in the air.

However, the cheers stopped before they could finish as they saw the ball fly over the crossbar......

"Didn't score?" The incredulous voice of the narrator of the central station came from the television.

Quiet! The whole world seems to be quiet at this moment, and the "World Cup" club is even more terrifying.

"Flying?"

"An Run's penalty kick actually missed?"

"What the hell can fly?"

After the silence, there were incredible voices, and An Run, the legend, would not make a mistake in the hearts of the fans, but at this most critical moment, An Run made a mistake.

He gave the Huaxia team the hope of advancing to the top 16, and at this moment he personally shattered this hope.

Only then did the fans realize that An Run, whom they trusted, was a man, not a god!

An Run raised his head and looked at the football that flew out of the beam and was stunned for a full three seconds. The fans couldn't believe this scene, and An Run himself couldn't believe it.

Who am I, I am the legendary Anrun! How could there be such a mistake, how could I have missed a penalty. An Run's heart was roaring wildly, no matter how unbelievable this scene was, it had already happened.

An Run looked at the goal blankly, and tears rained down for a while.

He not only missed the penalty, but also buried the hope of the Chinese team to qualify from the group.

The players of the Huaxia team also couldn't believe that An Run really missed a penalty, they were only one step away from the round of 16, but this step was close at hand. After the penalty, the game was over. The Huaxia team drew two and lost one, and was eliminated.

The loss spread in the hearts of the players, and for a while, no one came forward to comfort An Run. An Run stood lonely on the penalty spot, crying like a child.

Accompanied by An Run's tears, countless Chinese fans cried bitterly. Choked voices also sounded in the "World Cup" club.

"Brother Anrun......" Wang Zining's chubby face was full of tears, and Lin Qi couldn't help but hold her in his arms. Wang Yi sat on the sofa without saying a word, his face was a little uglier than just now.

Not because Lin Qi hugged Wang Zining, but because of An Run!

Wang Yi took a deep look at An Run's right leg through the screen, sighed, and got up directly and left the "World Cup" club.

did not greet Lin Qi, nor did he greet Wang Zining to leave.

The good father of his daughter's control actually left Wang Zining at this moment and left alone.

Wang Yi wanted to drink, and he didn't want Wang Zining to see him drunk.

What is very different from the atmosphere in China is the dressing room of the Croatian team, as well as the Republic of Croatia on the other side of the world.

An Run's missed penalty meant they qualified for the round of 16 of the World Cup as the second place in the group, and Croatia sang and danced while remembering the Chinese who missed the penalty.

An Run was carried out on a stretcher, and the injury to his right leg was no longer enough to support him in the locker room of the Huaxia team.

An Run, who was lying on a stretcher, looked at the dark sky above France and fell silent. didn't cry or make trouble, An Run quietly recalled the scene just now.

"You're in too much of a hurry, something will go wrong sooner or later!"

"Continue to settle in the Huayi League for two years, you are still too young, and too fierce games may not be suitable for you."

"God has given you great talent and at the same time given you a fragile right leg, I don't want my career as a player to be just five years!"

"An Run, the Qilu team is not suitable for you, they only know how to use you, but they don't know how to protect you!" Wang Yi's original roar echoed in An Run's ears, making An Run's eyes moisten again.

"You megalomaniac, one day you'll do it to yourself!" This was the last sentence Wang Yi said to An Run.

"Do you inflict it on yourself? Why is it at this time? An Run turned around and lay on the stretcher, his whole body trembling slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of the pain in his right leg or because of the pain in his heart.

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At six o'clock in the morning, it was already dawn, and after Lin Qi sent Wang Zining home, he found Wang Yi in a bar. The bar has also closed, and Wang Yi is the only one sitting there in the entire bar, holding a wine glass in his hand, constantly pouring transparent liquid into his mouth.

"I've told you everything, why are you just disobedient?" As soon as Lin Qi approached Wang Yi, he heard Wang Yi's self-talk.

"Megalomaniacs, psychopaths, such outstanding talents, they are all ruined by you!" Wang Yi's fists were clenched tightly and he scolded An Run.

Lin Qi has incomparably rich football experience, and the moment An Run kicked the penalty, he saw the problem. An Run exerted too much force, and he didn't grasp the part of the shot well.

This should have something to do with An Run's lack of long-range shooting power before, he was afraid that his penalty kick would also be insufficient, so at the moment of shooting, he increased his strength.

Originally, there was no big problem with this, just grasp the position of the shot. But don't forget, An Run's leg has been injured in the previous game, and it is not so simple to control the leg that has been injured.

As a result, it was obvious that An Yun was affected by the pain, his right leg did not fully obey his command, and the penalty kick was played high.

Lin Qi walked to Wang Yi's side, sat down, and poured himself a glass of wine.

Raising the wine glass, Lin Qi was just about to drink the wine into his mouth, when Wang Yi slapped his hand. The glass slammed to the ground.

"No drinking! You can't get a drop of alcohol until you retire! Wang Yi warned Lin Qi with a serious face.

Lin Qi nodded solemnly and took himself a bottle of mineral water and drank it.

Wang Yi began to tell Lin Qi the story of Anrun, and it turned out that behind Anrun's success there were also huge hardships. An Run's right leg was born with a deformity, and his right leg was much thinner than his left.

After Wang Yi discovered An Run's football talent, he tried every means to treat An Run's right leg, and after more than ten years of recuperation and exercise, An Run's right leg finally became as thick as his left leg.

After An Run's right leg returned to normal, everything changed......