"I've heard that the Martians are going to have a friendly match with the German tank~"

"Really?"

"Really, now the news has been released, the time and place of the race have been set, and it is at the Mercedes-Benz Stadium in Germany."

"The German tank is one of the top teams in the world, and the French have just been killed, where does this Martian get his confidence, don't be ugly when he is kicked 8-0."

"I don't know, it is said that the Martians proposed it first, presumably it should still be a bit of a real level, I think at least it shouldn't be worse than the national football team."

"No matter what the level is, anyway, I must support it, it is our descendants of Yan and Huang, I rub, the World Cup always can't get in, and now I can fight with the German tank, then I must support it~"

"Brothers, do you have a connection to buy tickets, please send one, and I'll publicize it more, at least I have to pull hundreds of thousands of notifications to support it."

"Brother, you can go to various groups to publicize, and I will be responsible for the tickets."

At this time, during the World Cup, football was originally a very hot topic, with a developed economy, a high standard of living, and young people who grew up in the new era, almost everyone was a fan and a sports enthusiast.

The news that the Martians are about to challenge the German tank at Mercedes Benz has also disappeared.

It's better in other places, but here in Huaxia, it instantly ignited the passion of all football fans.

Huaxia fans are the loveliest people in the world.

For his national team, it is a deep love and hatred.

Although scolding every day, scolding everywhere, scolding everything about anything, anyway, everyone has to scold, because the national football team really can't support the wall with mud, and it is more Adou than Adou, in the entire 21st century, from beginning to end, it can't even enter the World Cup, and any team that pulls out a country can completely blow up the national football team.

Defeating a small country with a big fart can also boast for a long time, every time you can't win, it's either the quality of the field, or the weather is not good, or the blame teammates don't pass the ball to their feet, in short, they can find all kinds of reasons.

It broke the hearts of the fans, so much so that many people vowed never to watch the national football team again, and they no longer paid attention to the national football team.

But in fact, everyone's heart really hates iron and steel, everyone wants to be able to cheer for their national team in the World Cup, we cheer as much as we want when we win, and we can hug each other and cry bitterly if we lose.

I wanted to see the red flag rising on the pitch, and we sang that common song side by side, hand in hand.

However, it is such a small and simple wish, fans have been waiting for almost a century, and the national football team has still not been able to enter the World Cup, and even now the World Cup has been changed to a 64-team game, and it still can't be played.

This makes fans eager to drown those white chickens directly with saliva, but deep down, they are always looking forward to the emergence of hope and miracles.

Now, Xinghan dared to take the initiative to challenge the German tank, which made countless fans can't help but be excited again.

In everyone's opinion, this Xinghan and himself are a family, with a common ancestor, a common culture, and a common language, and almost everyone has relatives and friends in Xinghan and on Mars.

Now Xinghan is fighting against German tanks, this is his own people, so he must fully support it.

The fans excitedly conveyed the news to their friends, the tickets were sold out almost in a blink of an eye, and then a ticket was hard to find, and the price was skyrocketing, and even the tickets for the virtual broadcast world were sold out in a very short time.

The day of the race was fast approaching.

At the Mercedes-Benz Arena, more than 300,000 fans from China had already entered the stadium early, put on red shirts, waved the flags in their hands, Xinghan's flags and red flags, turning the entire Mercedes-Benz Arena into a sea of red.

"Raul, you are the captain, wait a minute, you tell everyone, don't let the Martians lose too ugly, after all, it's a friendly match, and they came from the Martian side, wait a little for them to score a goal or two."

In the locker room of the German tank, Wells had people come over to greet him in advance.

The football level of the Chinese people, which is the object of ridicule all over the world, is a big country with a population of more than 1 billion, and it is really incredible that 11 people cannot be found to play football.

So Wells is also speculating that the football level on the Martians' side is about the same, after all, it has only been more than 20 years since he immigrated to Mars, and there will definitely not be much change.

You can't let the Martians lose too badly, after all, it's a friendly game, friendship first, and the game second.

"I understand, I'll tell you."

Captain Raul nodded, then turned to inform his teammates.

To be honest, they didn't really want to play this friendly match because they had already reached the final, and the next thing to concentrate on preparing for was this World Cup final.

They don't want to waste their energy on a ball game against the Martians, and the Hercules Cup is what they strive for.

But there is no way, this friendly game must be played, and if you don't play, you must also play, and according to the requirements of Lin Ye's side, all the main players must be played, and they must go all out, and they can't be perfunctory at will.

Now ask everyone to release the water, which is naturally the best, anyway, just kick it casually, don't let the other party lose too ugly.

On the other side, here in the locker room of the Xinghan team, Lu Qingwei looked at the immature young men in front of him, all of them are very young, that is, in their early 20s, all of them are authentic Martians, the new generation born on Mars and raised on Mars.

Sports on Mars are also very developed, almost everyone is a sports enthusiast, and football is everyone's favorite sport.

However, the difference between Mars and Earth is that there is no professional league on Mars, and everyone is more of a community friendship game, city friendship competition, etc., so various sports events and the like have nothing to do with economic interests.

People like this sport, so they signed up for the competition, and everyone celebrated when they won the competition, and there were no financial rewards or anything like that, everything was purely a hobby.

Lin Ye proposed a football match this time, and it was very simple to find someone, the team that followed Lin Ye was full of thousands of people, and there were a lot of good football players in it.

"Boys, you have all seen that this German tank is the best team on the planet, the favorite to win this World Cup, and now it has reached the final."

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to play against such top football."

"The sports on our side of Mars are all business and hobby sports, but they are professional sports, and there will definitely be a gap, so I don't have high requirements for you, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose, as long as you try your best, you can score one or two goals."

Lu Qingwei's voice is very loud and powerful, he knows the strength of German tanks too well, because since he was a child, he was also a fan of German tanks.

"Do you see the more than 300,000 compatriots in the stadium?"

"They're very excited, they're shouting, they're waiting for you to give them a breath."

"You represent our Xinghan, our Mars, and our descendants of Yan and Huang, so I hope you can go all out, fight for our descendants of Yan and Huang, and tell everyone that our descendants of Yan and Huang can also play football well."

Lu Qingwei pointed to the Chinese fans who were constantly shouting outside, and his words also made these new generation Martians present can't help but clench their fists.

In the past, when playing football on Mars, everyone fought for their own community and their city, but this time they were able to fight on behalf of Mars, Xinghan, and the descendants of Yan and Huang, and everyone felt that the blood in their bodies began to boil and burn.

"Let's go~"

Soon, the time for the game came, and Lu Qingwei also patted these young men on the shoulder, to be honest, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Although I often watch football games on Mars, I know that everyone on Mars is playing football very well, but this time I am facing a German tank, and the team formed on my side is formed by random people, not carefully selected from the Martian side.

In Lu Qingwei's heart, as long as he can score one or two goals, it is okay, it is not bad, at least it can be worthy of the hundreds of thousands of Chinese fans who watched the game on the spot.

The players of both sides slowly walked into the stadium, and the local German fans also came to almost 100,000, and the scene began to think of the loud military horn of the German tank.

But soon, the voice was covered by the voices of 300,000 Chinese fans at the scene, and as soon as the Xinghan team wearing black uniforms came out, it immediately exploded the scene.

The national anthem of Xinghan sounded over and over again in the Mercedes-Benz Arena, making people feel as if they had come to the starry sky, looking at the starry sky, imagining the future, stepping on the starlight, and looking for the beautiful scenery on the other side of the starlight.

In the virtual broadcast world, it is also very lively, because the number of people watching is too much, so it is divided into many, and each virtual broadcast world is overcrowded, and countless people are constantly shouting for their compatriots from Mars.

At this moment, there is no Martian, Xinghan, Huaxia and the like, everyone knows that at this moment, everyone has only one common identity, that is, the descendants of Yan and Huang, that is the descendants of the dragon, that is the sons and daughters of China!

PS: The second chapter is delivered, you know, there is also a meal today~~

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