"Awesome! The Chinese team is awesome!!"

"Beautiful! Team China! Well done!!"

"Good shot! Good shot! What a damn good shot!!"

A huge projection screen was set up, and the broadcast camera scanned the stands of Shanhai Stadium, which were full of red-clad fans cheering and celebrating.

Outside the projection screen, there were more fans cheering and celebrating.

Yan Yan and Chu Yifan hugged each other, and around them were people hugging and yelling.

No matter men, women, old or young.

Even those girls who don’t watch football at all and don’t understand football.

They clapped their hands and kept repeating: "Great! Great! Great! Oh, great!!"

Jincheng Laiqing Football Park is just a microcosm. At the same time, people are cheering and celebrating in every corner of China.

A true "nation celebrating together"!

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"Long live the Chinese team!"

"Long live the Chinese team!"

"Long live the Chinese team!"

I don’t know who shouted this first, but now it is the only voice in Shanhai Stadium.

Fifty thousand Chinese fans cheered in unison, with great enthusiasm.

This is the inner voice of every Chinese fan when they see the performance of the Chinese team after losing the ball.

The powerful defending champion scored two goals in three minutes, but they failed to defeat this team.

Instead, through a very beautiful teamwork, the score was evened.

The performance of this team deserves this sentence.

In Li Qingliang's lens, the faces of Chinese fans are distorted with excitement, countless pairs of waving arms, the five-star red flag fluttering, and the screen is filled with red eyes.

Li Qingliang took a deep breath as much as possible to calm down his emotions, so that the camera in his hand would also be stable.

He is recording history, and he hopes this history is clear.

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"Hu Lai!! Well done!!"

Xie Lan shouted extremely loudly.

While shouting at the top of her lungs, she not only shouted out her son's name, but also vented all her previously stored emotions.

In this game, because of the Brazilian team's very targeted defense, it was very difficult for Hulay to score a goal.

Xie Lan kept scolding Netorela during this game, and it was also because of this.

There are still two goals left for her son to tie Montiel's record. Logically speaking, there are still two games left. With her son's condition, it shouldn't be difficult to score two more goals.

But Xie Lan's ambition is not just to share the record with the "French Cannon", she hopes that this record can be exclusively owned by her son!

However, judging from the progress of the game, it was not easy for her son to score a goal in this game.

From the perspective of the Chinese team's tactics, Hu Lai was used as bait before to create opportunities for other teammates.

Although she knows that as a member of the team, Hu Lai should indeed sacrifice herself for the collective good. The primary goal must be the team's victory, not her son's personal progress and goals.

In other words, if her son completed a hat-trick in this game, surpassing Montiel and holding the single-World Cup scoring record, but in the end the Chinese team was eliminated and missed the final, she would definitely not be happy.

stand up……

Eh?

wrong!

My son can even score a hat trick, how could the Chinese team still not win?

So my son has to score goals, he should score goals, and score more goals!

Xie Lan's inner logic suddenly became self-consistent.

He was even more justified in scolding Netorela.

She even complained internally about the tactical arrangements of the Chinese team coach Qin Lin:

What's the tactic of letting my son be used as bait for others? If you really want to reach the finals, you should overcome all difficulties and let the whole team create shooting opportunities for my son! As long as my son scores goals and scores many goals, the Chinese team

You will definitely make it to the finals!

You are the head coach of the team...but I am the mother and I know my son better than you!

With the selfishness of a mother in her heart, Xie Lan finally waited for the moment when her son scored a goal.

She was so excited that she even waved her fist in the direction of the Chinese team's coaching bench: "This is how you should play! Pass the ball to my son!"

Hu Lixin laughed when he heard his wife's roar.

At this time, he would not give his wife the tactical knowledge...

When you are happy, you should cheer as much as you want, even if you talk a little wildly, it doesn't matter.

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After Hu Lai hit the football into the goal, Qin Lin and Ding Gaoyi hugged each other to celebrate the goal.

But they soon separated because Qin Lin asked Ding Gaoyi to prepare for substitution.

He didn't let the excitement last too long, he had already thought of what to do after equalizing the score.

Ding Gaoyi asked Qin Lin: "Should we change it to Xue Ming?"

The previous adjustment was in the hope of strengthening the offense and scoring goals. It was a "helpless move" to sacrifice defense to a certain extent for the sake of offense.

So now that the Chinese team has equalized the score and there are still ten minutes left before the end of the game, do they still need to take such a risk?

So Ding Gaoyi immediately suggested: "Should we replace Zhou Zijing with Tan Yunlong? The 352 formation has a better offensive and defensive balance..."

Qin Lin shook his head: "No. There is no need to balance offense and defense. Let Xue Ming play, replace Zhou Zijing, and play 343. But it is different from what we thought before. Let Shi Wanqing stay in the middle and Xia Xiaoyu go to the left. We

Keep attacking."

Ding Gaoyi advised: "Isn't this too risky?"

Qin Lin nodded and said, "Of course it's a risk, but it's worth taking."

Seeing Qin Lin's resolute attitude, Ding Gaoyi said nothing, turned and ran to the celebrating Chinese team players, and pulled Xue Ming out of the crowd:

"Quick, Director Qin wants you to go back!"

Hearing these words, Xue Ming was stunned at first, and then became ecstatic - he knew he was going to play!

It is a great honor for him to play in the World Cup semi-finals.

He turned and ran.

Assistant coach Ding Gaoyi stayed with the celebrating Chinese team players and informed Qin Lin's tactical adjustments to the entire team.

He squeezed into the excited crowd and said to them:

"Director Qin said, continue the attack!"

Hearing this, Wang Guangwei laughed: "We think so too!"

Ding Gaoyi looked at the other players, and all of them had the same smile on their faces as Wang Guangwei.

Obviously they have already reached a consensus or a tacit understanding.

On the other side, Xue Ming quickly rushed back to the coaching bench while taking off his vest and listening to the head coach's instructions.

When he heard that he was asked to replace Zhou Zijing instead of Luo Kai, he was stunned for a moment - I can't play center!

He wanted to explain this to Director Qin, but he was afraid that Director Qin would think he was not responsible and would not let him play...

So he could only nod his head and agree.

Then he heard that the head coach asked him to play as a right midfielder after coming on the field, replacing Luo Kai's position as a right winger. At the same time, Xia Xiaoyu became a left midfielder, and Chen Xingyi moved to the left winger position...

Xue Ming stared at the "Great Shift of the World" directed by Qin on the tactical board with wide eyes.

This is a bit... bold!

After explaining the tactics clearly, Qin Lin patted Xue Ming on the shoulder: "Xue Ming, I sent you up to blow the charge horn. Do you know what this sentence means?"

Xue Ming nodded: "I know, Director Qin, all your arrangements are to strengthen the offense."

Qin Lin raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Not counting injury time, there are still twelve minutes left in the game. Try to defeat Brazil in regular time!"

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The players of the Chinese team finally ended their celebration, left the Brazilian team's corner flag area, and ran back to their own half.

Only then did Hu Lai notice that his jersey had been torn.
To be continued...