"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

...

Perhaps after the game, many people only have the impression of this semi-finals that are frequent whistles and the scene of people rushing over and over.

But for Korean players and fans, they may be unforgettable.

They may never forget the fear that the fierce Tai Chi Tiger was once dominated by a Chinese player in the semi-finals of the Asian Cup!

Two red cards and three yellow cards, three penalty kicks, a total of five goals conceded... This is the price the South Korean team paid to defend Long Shute!

One fact that makes them even more timid is that every time they are called for a foul, they are physical contact, and their opponents never take the initiative to fall!

The referee Hamdi was even a little ruthless after making the second red card, because he was worried that if he continued to play like this, the South Korean team would have to be sentenced to lose 0-3 because the number of players did not meet the minimum requirements of the game!

But...before this, they were already behind three goals!

Hamdi had to seriously warn the Korean players, and at the same time gave a kind reminder to the Chinese captain: "You don't need to tease them. If you want to shoot, you can shoot earlier."

As a referee who is experienced in Asia, even if Hamdi is stupid, after watching the game for half an hour, he knew that the red No. 8 in front of him was definitely not unable to break through the Korean team's defense line. He dribbled several times and was deliberately fishing.

The intentional foul is often seen in other games, but every time it can avoid the impact of the key points. This courage and reaction really makes Hamdi admire him even more.

So, when the game just entered the 89th minute, the Saudi referee blew the final whistle without hesitation:

"Drip, drip, drip!"

"The competition is over?"

He Wei, the commentator of CCTV, couldn't believe his ears, and he even asked again:

"That's how the game ends?"

"Yes, the game is over!"

Guest Xu Yang answered him with great certainty:

"The Chinese team defeated the favorite Korean team with a 5-0 score! In order to limit Longshute, the Korean team paid an extremely painful price. They were sent off two backcourt players and were awarded three penalty kicks. Another player was forced to leave the field because of lack of physical fitness. They completely went to 8-11 in the last few minutes, and ending the game early may be a relief for them..."

"We often say that football is a team sport, but today, we must admit that the existence of superstars often breaks this law. Maradona, Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Kaka, Ronaldo, Messi... These superstars of the emperor can dominate the game with one person at their peak, and the master of this game is the captain of China, and he is our superstar!"

He Wei, who had returned to normal, gave praise to his compatriots without hesitation:

"Facing with the old rival, the Korean team, and the curse of not winning against South Korea for 30 years (the second team won the semi-finals), how many people will be nervous before the game, worried that this national team will fall off the cliff again?

The Chinese captain told everyone in just 13 minutes that our worries were purely redundant!

He attracted all the Koreans' defense focus to himself, and he used his flesh and blood to withstand the crazy attack of Tai Chi Tiger!

He fell on the grass at the Algarafa Stadium again and again. He even stomped off his boots by his opponent twice. His legs were covered with black and purple bruises, and his robe was covered with mud and grass clippings. He could no longer see the original redness, but he never stopped running..."

If Long Shute could hear this commentary, he might have been moved to moisten his eyes.

But he didn't have time to listen, because after simply rinsing his body, he had already followed Gao Hongbo to the scene of the post-match press conference.

57-year-old South Korean coach Zhao Guanglai is looking for reasons for the team's defeat:

"Our K-League did not officially end until mid-December, leaving less than two weeks for the national team to prepare for training. The players' physical reserves and mental relaxation are far inferior to the Chinese team..."

Zhao Guanglai, who was flushed in anger, even accused the referee on duty:

"I don't know why the Chinese team got so many penalties, because there are several so-called foul moves that may have to be seen under a microscope. The Korean Football Association will definitely appeal to the AFC. We only seek a fair penalty!"

Finally, he said something:

"Our historical record against China is an overwhelming advantage. A mere victory does not explain any problem. I want to use two poems I wrote to express my attitude:

The Korean Empire is talented, and it is unknown how it will make a comeback!”

After reading this poem, Zhao Guanglai did not listen to the media's reaction and left the venue angrily.

"Guide Gao, is this game a tactical arrangement of the coaching staff?"

Before Gao Hongbo could sit down, the anxious Chinese reporter threw out the problem.

Tactical arrangement?

Which coach would arrange such a tactic from the beginning?!

This time, no matter how thick Gao Hongbo was, he would not dare to admit that this was his plan, let alone the person who dominated the game was sitting next to him.

"Well... As a coach, although we will expect various situations before the game, I did not expect such a situation..."

Gao Hongbo answered this question carefully:

"As the team captain and core player, the coaching staff gave Long Shute a greater right to freedom. He can temporarily modify the established tactics according to the situation on the field. The facts have fully proved that the coaching staff's choice is very correct, and Long Shute did not disappoint the coaching staff's expectations. He successfully united the entire team around him and led his teammates to defeat the opponent cleanly."

Long Shute smiled politely and nodded, as if he agreed to the head coach's answer.

Gao Hongbo felt a little relieved. He had now made up his mind to hold this thigh tightly. As for what previous confidants Aijia and Gaojiajun, how could they be more important than the title of Asian Cup champion coach?

As long as he wins this championship, he will be the most successful coach in Chinese football history!

Many football legends and high-paying foreign coaches cannot get this trophy, but he has now won half of it!

As soon as he thinks of this, he even shivered in excitement when he sleeps!

-

"Long Shute, how do you evaluate your performance in this game?"

Chinese reporters threw the problem to the best player of the game.

Long Shute supported his arms on the table, revealing an unpleasant expression:

"To be honest, I played very hard, the Korean team is very strong..."

The reporters in the audience were all confused, and they even suspected that there was an irreparable problem in their ears!

The Korean team is very strong...and then you beat five goals?!

Then you scored twice?!

I heard Captain Long give an explanation slowly:

"I thought my breakthrough was sharp enough, but every time I was stopped by them in the penalty area, they were really tenacious, and this fighting spirit and spirit are indeed worth learning more... But if they could aim at the football instead of my ankle when tackled, if they could apologize to us generously after the foul and admit their failure, maybe I would admire them even more."

The Chinese journalist smiled.

This is the Longshute they know!

"Your breakthrough won three penalty kicks for the team, but you didn't take any penalty, but gave it to Zhao Junzhe, Hao Junmin and Shao Jiayi who came on the bench. Can you talk about why this is?"

The reporter's question has just begun.

Long Shute shrugged, with an indifferent expression:

"The reason is very simple. I have never played a penalty kick in the national team or the club, so there is no question of whether to give in or not. And the result has proved that both Brother Zhao, Brother Shao, and Hao Junmin have excellent penalties."

"If you take all these three penalty kicks, then you will go a step further from the King of Scorers!"

The reporter seemed to have to give him a rhythm: "Are you willing to sacrifice your personal honor for the benefit of the team?"

"When did I sacrifice my personal honor?"

Long Shute couldn't help but roll his eyes. If he had domineering spirit, then this domineering spirit was now scattering outwards. He told the reporter who was not very good at math:

"If I remember correctly, I scored two goals in this game. Including the previous seven, I should have scored 9 goals..."

He looked at the reporters in the audience and wanted to laugh:
Chapter completed!