Just when Wu Zejun was coldly killing back the pistol, the football commentator Li Qing made all his efforts and wanted to learn from the famous football commentator, shouting a long "Goal" to show that the game was fierce and the players were enthusiastic, but ......

However, although Wu Zejun's shot is strong and powerful, the trajectory of football is too simple and rough - it is another straight shot, which makes people brainless, just save hard!

The reflex nerve of the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Colombian World Youth Team is also surprisingly strong, and almost when Wu Zejun got up to shoot, he immediately moved sideways and pounced on the football -

Smoothly, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Colombian World Youth Team hugged the football!

Football commentator Li Qingsheng blushed, swallowed the praise that was about to come out, and changed his words with difficulty: "It's a pity, this goal didn't score...... The goalkeeper of the World Youth Team in Colombia was so good that he made a second save!"

Wu Zejun looked at the football in the arms of the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Colombian World Youth Team depressedly, and felt that the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Colombian World Youth Team was also very strong - I'm afraid ordinary shots can't break the goal!

Aiming at Lang Tao and Jiang Bisheng in the distance, Wu Zejun said in his heart: It seems that they can only shoot and give it a try.

The No. 1 goalkeeper of the Colombian World Youth Team looked around, and his defenders were all guarded by the players of the Chinese World Youth Team, and they really couldn't throw the ball to them for a while - it was easy to lose the goal!

Squinting, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Colombian World Youth Team threw up vigorously and threw the football straight into the midfield - the No. 5 wingback of the Colombian World Youth Team received the ball, and stood still until the Colombian World Youth Team players ran into the opponent's area! Feng Shui took turns, and it was the turn of the Chinese World Youth Team players to take the bait and have to run towards the No. 5 wingback of the Colombian World Youth Team to try to grab the ball!

Sure enough, when he was about to approach the No. 5 wingback of the Colombian World Youth Team, the No. 5 wingback of the Colombian World Youth Team raised his foot and made a long pass, passing to the captain who was running - the No. 10 forward of the Colombian World Youth Team received the ball, and ran non-stop, straight to the outside of the penalty area of the Chinese World Youth Team!

The defenders of the Chinese World Youth Team rushed forward fiercely and fought for the ball with the attacking players of the Colombian World Youth Team - after a short scuffle, the No. 9 right forward of the Colombian World Youth Team seized the opportunity and kicked a shot from the right corner!

Xue Lin, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the Chinese World Youth Team, jumped up and wanted to slap the ball with his hand, but he didn't hit it-

The ball went over the frame and flew out!

Xue Lin broke out in a cold sweat.

The Chinese World Youth Team survived the catastrophe, while the Colombian World Youth Team held its head and regretted.

"Toot-" At this moment, the referee blew his whistle to signal the end of the first half.

The two sides gasped for breath profusely, lined up, saluted each other, and headed to their respective lounges.

The Bird's Nest Stadium suddenly fell silent.

Bird's Nest auditorium.

The audience talked a lot, and finally took the time to express their opinions-

"Wow~ I didn't expect the Colombian World Youth Team to be a strong team? It's on par with our national youth team! "I'm losing again! Neither team made it? I'm done with it......"

"In this ball game, it doesn't matter who loses or who wins~ Anyway, our national youth team has earned and entered the top 16!" "A little bit of fun, okay? - Why don't you wish the national youth team to play in the top four? It's best to play as a third runner-up! "You guys...... Who is not promising? If you want me to say, let the national youth team win the championship! "Ha~ You think too much!"

"What do you think of this game?" "Can't you say? They don't look weak. "I can only sigh: Brazil is a neighbor! The level of football is really strong! ”

……

"It's finally halftime." Coming back to her senses, Lang Mu sighed, "By the way, what did the football commentator say before kicking the ball?" What is the history of Colombian football? - I think they're strong, huh? I thought they were weak? ”

Lang's father sighed: "You have to figure it out, the team that can advance has always had a hand...... I don't know—"

Before he finished speaking, he got a white eye.

A mobile phone was handed to Langmu's eyes, and it was a relevant message about the history of Colombian football.

Lang Mu raised her head, and sure enough, this mobile phone is Luo Caiyi.

"You're so sweet." Lang's mother praised Luo Caiyi and was busy reading the information.

"The Colombian football team, once ranked No. 1 in the world and capable of challenging all the big football clubs in Brazil and the world, fell to the bottom two decades ago.

Twenty years ago, a gunshot shocked the world, and an innocent young man lost his precious life because he scored an own goal in the World Cup-

The 1994 World Cup was melancholy, not only because Robert Baggio missed a penalty, but also because a young Colombian boy was shot dead after the World Cup and died forever.

On the evening of July 1, 1994, after parting with friends in a nightclub, Colombian national team defender Andres Escobar got into an argument in the parking lot with three mysterious men who were not good at coming, and the other immediately pulled out a pistol and opened fire on him, and the ball game commentator shouted "Shoot, the ball is in".

The tragedy of Escobar came a few days earlier, on 22 June 1994, during a World Cup group stage when Escobar tried to clear the ball after a normal low cross from the United States, but accidentally triggered a fatal own goal and stabbed the ball into the back of the net.

In the end, the United States defeated Colombia 2:1.

And this game broke the money of several gold owners behind the game, enough to cost Escobar his life.

At that time, Colombia was almost under the control of drug lords, and the football industry, which was already very popular in Latin America, was naturally difficult to escape their clutches.

And playing such a suspenseless game of the American team, many people, even including the drug lords with fat brains, must have bet a lot of real money with the confidence of winning, but they lost the game, and the result can be imagined......

Lang Mu gasped: this was the first time she had received negative news about football, or a foreign version, which made her dizzy, and she exclaimed: "Black, black, black, too dark - look at it, the Colombian stars of the year are simply the high-end pastime of those drug lords!" Even the referee can't escape the poisonous claw......"

Comparing the black history of football in Colombia with the black history of the national football team, Lang Mu suddenly felt that the black history of the national football team was nothing - at least no player would lose his life due to a failure to play football, right?

"Alright, alright." Lang's father patted Lang's mother on the shoulder and reassured her not to make a fuss, "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, let alone national football?" - Just don't worry about it. ”

"Nope! I care! Lang's mother turned blue, "Does this football team from Colombia have the support of the drug lords behind it?!" - in case they lose......"

Lang's mother seemed to see the scene of her son being shot six times.

It's horrible.

Luo Caiyi hurriedly rubbed Langmu's chest, so as not to be overly frightened, and hurriedly said, "That was before!" Later, it got better, there were no drug lords, and even if Colombia lost, Langtao and they would not be in danger. ”

"That's good, that's good." Lang's mother relieved herself, but she still felt frightened. After a while, Lang Mu finally calmed down, "Huh? Xiao Yi~ You are so good, how do you know so much? ”

Luo Caiyi blushed and said, "Accident...... Look. ”

"Oh~" Lang Mu said happily, "It seems that you are quite interested in my boy?" ”

"Nothing." Luo Caiyi struggled slightly, "I...... I just want to know a little bit more about football. ”

"Understood, understood." Lang Mu smiled sullenly, "The more you know about football, the more confidence you can have in the national football team." ”

“……”

The two spoke fluently and naturally, and no one took the idea of "if the Chinese World Youth Team loses" to heart.

Lang's father twitched, noncommittal.

In fact, Colombia fought for more than a decade to return to the World Cup, so how could they easily lose? …… The World Cup has broken in, not to mention the World Youth Cup?

chatted with Lang's mother for a while, Luo Caiyi returned to the cheerleading group, and continued to cheer for the Chinese World Youth Team that had not yet played - Liu Yun saw Luo Caiyi returning to the team, and yelled more energetically, but unfortunately his voice was really weak:

"National Youth Team ~ Come on! National Youth Team ~ Must Win! ……”

doesn't change the words, the lines are so old-fashioned that they lose their teeth!

China World Youth Team Lounge.

The players of the national youth team frowned, and reluctantly poured the cup of Chinese medicine that could not be avoided and was said to increase physical strength...... Drink - Jiang Wusheng smacked his tongue and couldn't bear it:

"How long has it been, and why hasn't the taste changed?" - It's still so bad!

Wu Zejun grinded his teeth and said angrily: "Next time we let us kick this kind of thing, I'll beat Fang Yu-"

"What's the matter with Fang Yu?" Duanmu Midori asked stupidly.

"Who told him to leave his sister alone!" Wu Zejun gritted his teeth, "His sister came to harm us, shouldn't we find him to solve the problem?" ”

Duanmu Lu shrunk his neck and muttered, "I see that Jiang Erdwarf is drinking very happily?" ”

The players of the national youth team invariably looked at Jiang Bisheng, and saw Jiang Bisheng sipping one bite at a time, as if he was tasting ancient tea or wine, with a look of enjoyment-

The players of the national youth team held their foreheads in unison: no matter how many times they watched it, they admired Jiang Bisheng's reaction - how did he make such a lewd and wonderful expression?

Jiang Wusheng sighed: "Second brother, are you taking this drink as a vegetarian recipe?" ”

Without waiting for Jiang Bisheng to answer, he heard the sound of "popping" - Coach Meng clapped his hands and said: "Come back to your senses, come back to your senses, if you don't come back to your senses, the halftime will be over." ”

The players of the national youth team are sitting in danger, waiting for Coach Meng's arrangement.

"In the second half, Langtao was the main attacker." Coach Meng said, "Langtao, even if you are a forward midfielder, you can shoot - don't always think about creating opportunities for others to shoot...... In the second half, you can try a few more times to shoot yourself! ”

Lang Tao was stunned: This is the first time that Coach Meng has asked him to take the initiative to shoot.

"Yes." Even if he was confused, Lang Tao accepted Coach Meng's request without thinking.

Wu Zejun was thoughtful.

'The other players defended a lot in the second half. Coach Meng said, "The opponent is good at breaking through on the side, you don't patronize the midfield, and you should also pay attention on both sides - try to hang the ball and pass the ball high, don't play with them!" ”

"Okay!" The players of the national youth team replied in unison.

"Get ready to play!" Coach Meng looked at his watch, "It's almost time." ”

"Everyone~" Lang Tao stood up, "Although I don't want to say it myself, I still have to say: Come on!" Victory must belong to our Chinese World Youth Team! ”

"Come on!" The youth players stretched out an arm and struck each other lightly.

"Let's go!" Lang Tao led the players of the national youth team back to the field.

Bird's Nest Stadium.

Both teams are in their places.

The referee blew the whistle - the second half of the Chinese World Youth Team VS Colombia World Youth Team began!

Kick-off by the Chinese World Youth Team.

The football buckled at Jiang Bisheng's feet.

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 8 shadow striker of the Chinese World Youth Team, ran with the ball, followed by teammates No. 9 right forward Wu Zejun and No. 11 left forward Jiang Wusheng and No. 10 forward Lang Tao -

The No. 9 right forward of the Colombian World Youth Team ran to Jiang Bisheng, Jiang Bisheng kicked the ball back and kicked it to Jiang Wusheng, and he was in an empty state and ran forward - before he could run, he was targeted by the No. 8 right forward of the Colombian World Youth Team, and the No. 9 right forward of the Colombian World Youth Team ran to Jiang Wusheng!

Jiang Wusheng passed the ball to the right again and passed Wu Zejun - the No. 9 right forward of the Colombian World Youth Team also stared at Jiang Wusheng! Wu Zejun ran with the ball and met the No. 11 left winger of the Colombian World Youth Team again!

Wu Zejun was also inconvenient to force a breakthrough, so he had to pass the ball to Lang Tao-

Colombia's World Youth Team No. 11 left winger defends Wu Zejun.

Langtao is alone.

Lang Tao, who received the football, increased his running speed and decided to rush into the forbidden zone of the Colombian World Youth Team in one breath - at the same time, Jiang Bisheng, Jiang Wusheng and Wu Zejun were also moving hard while being pinned down!

I saw Lang Tao take a step and run wildly on a peerless horse-

The Colombian World Youth midfielders blocked Lang Tao one after another - the No. 7 left midfielder flew into a tackle, but Lang Tao jumped up and avoided it; The speed of the No. 6 back waist is not slow, and he can keep up with Langtao, and he dragged Langtao at once and made trouble behind Langtao!

With his perfect ball control ability, Langtao stubbornly defended the football. However, the No. 10 forward of the Colombian World Youth Team rushed from the side and wanted to join forces with the No. 6 back of the Colombian World Youth Team -

Seeing that the football could not be held, Lang Tao kicked the ball upwards with difficulty.

The soccer ball flies high –

Suddenly, the players of the Colombian World Youth Team all ran towards the landing of the football - even the opponents who were guarding Jiang Bisheng also ran towards the ball!

Lang Tao was surprised to find that the No. 6 back of the Colombian World Youth Team was wrapped around him - wherever he went, the No. 6 back of the Colombian World Youth Team followed him!

Could it be ...... Do you want to guard him?

Lang Tao glared at the No. 6 back of the Colombian World Youth Team.

Colombia's World Youth No.6 midfielder grinned.

Lang Tao and the other party stared at the trumpet.

It's terrible!

Suffering from a language barrier, Lang Tao couldn't talk to the other party.

But it didn't prevent Lang Tao from sorting out the other party's tactics: staring him to death!