Fox in the Penalty Area

"Hu Lai received the ball from outside the penalty area, and Zhang Qinghuan wanted to cooperate with him by colliding with the wall...but the South Korean team saw through the cooperation intention of the two of them, and Liu Mingyuan rushed to Zhang Qinghuan! Hu Lai took the ball and turned around, and he... shot directly?!"

When He Feng explained this point, there was great shock in his voice.

He really didn't expect that Hu Lai would choose to shoot directly from a distance of about 33 meters from the goal!

This was a choice he had never made before!

Could it be that he was forced by the opponent's defensive tactics to have no foothold in the penalty area and couldn't find a chance, so he pulled it out and tried his luck?

At this moment, many thoughts and guesses flashed through He Feng's mind.

Until he saw the football draw a white line over the South Korean team's penalty area and hit the net straight...

All those speculations and thoughts were thrown out of the sky by him!

He grabbed the microphone and yelled loudly: "Wow! Hu Lai!! Long shot! World wave!! Hu Lai actually broke the goal of the South Korean team with a long shot that he is not good at!!"

Yan Kang, who was beside him, was also screaming hoarsely: "When Hu Lai took a shot, there was no Korean player beside him! Obviously, no one in the Korean team thought that Hu Lai could shoot the ball so far from the goal. Kicking in, they paid the price for their own self-righteousness! They thought that driving Hu Lai out of the penalty area was equivalent to breaking the head of the trident gun of the Chinese team... But who said that without a gun head, you can't stab someone to death?!"

During their crazy commentary, the red ocean in the stands of the Anton Provincial Sports Center turned up huge waves.

The South Korean fans in the visiting team’s stands could no longer see the scene of the stadium—those Chinese fans were waving big flags with all their might, and dozens of flags fluttered left and right, completely blocking their vision...

The waves are as high as the sky, as if the sky and the earth are hanging upside down!

This is just the corner of this angry red sea.

In the stands area on both sides, those Chinese fans were frantically waving their fists and middle fingers towards them, gnashing their teeth and roaring loudly.

In front of them, the human wall composed of three layers of special police has a faint tendency to be compressed into two layers, or even one layer...

"Fuck you, see?! See?!"

"Kneel down! Kneel down for your Chinese father!"

"Fuck your mother's Korean-phobia! Your mother's fear of Danwan Xiaoguo!"

"Long live China!! Hu Lai is awesome!!!"

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"Ahhhhh!" Xie Lan jumped up and down and screamed in the stands,

In order to maintain her balance, she still tightly held the arm of her husband next to her with both hands, making red marks on the latter's arm.

But she didn't realize it.

Her husband, Hu Lixin, didn't realize it either, and was yelling at the figure running towards the corner flag area on the field: "Good shot!!"

Both of them had red eyes, and tears glistened at the corners of their eyes.

They were still unaware.

...

Chen Rui wiped his tears and cried loudly: "It's great to be a teammate with Hu Lai!!"

Meng Xi beside him pointed at Hu Lai on the court, and grinned at Mao Xiao on the other side: "It was my high school teammate who killed the South Korean team... I can brag about this for the rest of my life!!"

Mao Xiao smiled: "The game is not over yet..."

"I don't care that much, Bangzi must die today!" Meng Xi interrupted him murderously.

Chu Yifan in the distance asked Yan Yan: "How can you brag about such bullshit?"

Yan Yan shook his head and sighed: "I can't blow it anymore..."

Chu Yifan laughed heartily.

...

On the rostrum, the managers of the Chinese Super League teams who had been scored by Hu Lai talked about the past with great enthusiasm after the initial cheers and celebrations.

"Speaking of which, when Hu Lai scored a goal against our Haihe, Flashing Star was still in the first class, right? Oh, at that time, I could see that this kid must have a bright future in the future! You see, I'm right!"

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, when Hu Lai was still in the Poseidon youth team, he played against our South China Tigers youth team... I didn't watch that game, but I listened to our youth team later. The coach said it, saying that the Poseidon Youth Team has a very good young man who can score goals! It was only later that I found out that the coach was talking about Hu Lai!"

"Such an awesome genius, why did he let Seagod let him go?"

"Shh, keep your voice down..."

Listening to these voices coming from their ears, Dong Wen and Zhao Kangming turned their heads to look at each other with a tacit understanding. The two did not speak, but just looked at each other and smiled.

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On the coaching bench of the Chinese team, Shi Wuyin's eyes widened: "When did this kid learn how to shoot long distances?!"

"It's crazy..." Hong Renjie, the team leader, murmured.

"You can get in with just a kick. God is on our side today. The Korean team must die! It's dead!" assistant coach Li Zhifei gritted his teeth.

With this ball, the Chinese team's lead has been extended to two balls.

This is not just as simple as leading by two goals. I believe that Hu Lai's shocking kick will severely hit the morale and fighting spirit of the South Korean players.

Do not believe?

Just look at the transfixed Korean players on and off the field with their heads in their hands.

They were all scared silly!

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It wasn't just the South Korean players who were frightened. The head coach of the South Korean team, Yang Zhongxun, was also standing on the sidelines, looking devastated.

Before the game, he personally told his players that Hu Lai would not shoot from long distances, and all his goals were completed in the penalty area. So I tried every means to push Hu Lai out of the restricted area, as long as he got out, just leave him alone and let him play as he pleases...

As a result, Hu Lai slapped him hard with such a beautiful long shot.

Not only did the slap hurt his face, but it also shattered his three views-the data tells me that he can't shoot long distances! Not to mention the goals from outside the penalty area, he has never even attempted a shot from outside the penalty area! Why is it suddenly able to score from a long distance?

Fooled?

Be fooled!

Yes, it must be fooled!

But when he came back to his senses, Yang Zhongxun was not only not relieved, but even more depressed:

He can get in with just a kick, does it mean that this is... God is going to kill me?

Yang Zhongxun looked up at the sky and asked God.

Looking over the roof of the stadium, the night sky in the distance seems to have colorful lights.

Maybe someone lit the fireworks.

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Pu Chuntai stood on the court, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was panting heavily.

His eyes fell on the figure.

Under his gaze, Hou Lai ran to the corner flag area and performed his signature celebration again.

But this time, the "HUUUUU!!" sounded over the court was much more orderly than the first time.

Also more imposing!

It was as if a storm had broken out in this stadium.

Pu Chuntai really felt that his hair was blown by the wind blowing on his face, and the sweat on his face was also blown away, making him feel slightly cool.

This kind of coolness was also transmitted all the way to the bottom of my heart.

Because of good scientific training and diet control, the career of modern football players has increased significantly. Twenty or thirty years ago, the career of a thirty-year-old player might have begun to decline, but now thirty is the golden age of a professional player.

But in this storm today, thirty-year-old Pu Chuntai had such an idea for the first time:

Am I old?

Then he looked away and turned to look at his South Korean teammates, especially those young players who were entrusted with important tasks and served as the starters in this game. Their faces were full of "confusion".

In the end, his eyes fell on the bench. "Xiao Pu Chuntai", who was replaced in the first half, sat on the chair like a sculpture, motionless, as if he was frightened out of his wits...

No, I can't be old yet.

This team... football in this country still needs me!

He turned and walked towards the middle circle, ready to tee off.

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After the re-kick-off, the South Korean team was not able to organize a decent offensive. Although Park Chuntai worked very hard, there was no way to help the South Korean team comeback in the away game by himself.

Hu Lai's world wave seemed to hit the hearts of those Korean players instead of hitting the goal.

It made them feel flustered and short of breath, unable to lift their legs or take a step.

And Pu Chuntai himself also felt discomfort from the soleus muscle of his right calf in the final stage of the game. His body reminded him in this way-take it easy, you are not in the best condition yet.

On the other hand, the Chinese team, the 60,000 fans in the audience kept singing and shouting to cheer them on, becoming their best twelfth man.

Playing in this environment, even the Chinese players who came off the bench can enter the game state in an instant, so that the South Korean team has no chance to take advantage of it.

Whether it is offense or defense, the performance of the Chinese team players in every position is several times better than usual.

This is a Chinese team that makes Korean players feel very strange. It is not only different from the one in the Asian Cup the year before last, but also completely different from the top 12 match last year.

Even though Yang Zhongxun desperately deployed more offensive players in the final stage of the game, it didn't help.

Even Park Chun-tae didn't play well.

When the fourth official held up the sign indicating four minutes of stoppage time, Yan Kang glanced at the score on the big screen. The Chinese team still leads South Korea by two goals.

This means that there is almost no suspense about the outcome of the game.

Excitedly, he yelled out the words that he had held in his heart for a long time: "There is not much time left for... the Korean team!!"

Then he couldn't wait to laugh out loud.

Feel like you've accomplished an important achievement in your career as an interpreter!

After four minutes of stoppage time, the score still remained unchanged. When Wang Guangwei kicked the football out of the forward field with a big foot, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game!

"The game is over!!" He Feng announced excitedly. "The game is over!! We won!! Not only did we win the game against South Korea! We also won the hope of qualifying for the World Cup..."

As he spoke, he choked up.

"...When the first half of the Top 12 match was over, many people felt that the Chinese team was finished, and we would start preparing for the next World Cup ahead of schedule again...Who would have thought that now! We are still standing in the ring , even with bruises all over the body, bruised nose and swollen face, swaying as if we could be blown down by a gust of wind... But no matter what, we are still in the ring! Chinese football this time... persevered to the end! We! No! We lost the chain in advance... !!"

When he said this through gritted teeth, Yan Kang next to him stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

On the field they were looking at, the Chinese players on the bench had already rushed up, and the red figures were running wildly.

It's like the waves thrown by this red ocean.

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