Fox in the Penalty Area

Chu Yifan, Yan Yan and all the members of the Jincheng Division of the Dongchuan Middle School Football Team stood in the stands. Although there were seats behind their buttocks, none of them sat down.

The people who are standing in this stand are not just an exception-there are few people around who can still sit in their seats and watch the game.

Expanding to all the stands of the entire stadium, almost all Chinese fans kept their standing, looking down, waiting for the game to start.

Chu Yifan was silent, his hands clenched into fists unknowingly, hanging down on both sides of his body, his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Yan Yan noticed his movement and asked with a smile, "Why are you nervous?"

Chu Yifan turned to look at him: "Aren't you nervous?"

"I believe Hu Lai." Yan Yan answered with a smile.

Chu Yifan gave him a blank look, as if he had guessed that he would respond like this: "I just heard people say that you are preaching everywhere..."

"How is this preaching? I just tell those who are not strong enough in Hu Lai's beliefs, to believe in Hu Lai anyway. At least he has never let us down. Do you think it, Team Chu?"

Chu Yifan said with emotion: "Even so, I never expected you to have such confidence in him consistently. I can't even do this..."

"After all, when I was in high school, I knew that this kid would lay the power on him." Speaking of this, Yan Yan was quite proud.

Among his friends, this is what he talks about most. When everyone thought that Hu Lai joined the Dongchuan Middle School football team to play soy sauce, he knew the talents with his eyesight, saw the cultivation and attention of coach Li Ziqiang to Hu Lai, and believed that Hu Lai was the son of heaven.

This gave him a sense of accomplishment of "I am Hu Lai Bole".

He felt that this awesomeness alone would be enough for a lifetime.

He looked around and asked his companions loudly, "Are the banners ready?"

Meng Xi and Chen Rui gave him a thumbs-up through a few people: "Don't worry, strict team, it's good! As long as Hu Lai can score a goal, he will definitely let him see it!"

"Okay! Everyone, check the lozenges on your body. Even if you can't speak tomorrow, you have to make the Koreans unable to make a single voice today!" Yan Yan waved his hand, quite commanding the charge. Posture.

"Let those shameless sticks know whose **** home this is!"

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Dialogues like this also took place in all corners of the stands of the Provincial Sports Center. Chinese fans from all over the country spoke Mandarin in various dialects and under the leadership of the leaders of their respective fan organizations, they were fighting for the upcoming battle. Before mobilization.

The most eye-catching thing is the south stand of the stadium, which is usually the stand of the most die-hard fans of Anton Shining. Now they take off their jerseys and put on the shirts of the Chinese national team, transforming themselves into the hardest and most combative. Chinese team fans.

Several conductors are distributed in various places in the stands, holding loud horns and shouting hoarsely:

"Roar at the beginning of the game! Even if we lose the ball, don't stop! This is not just a game for the Chinese team, this is a game for all of us! Rise!!"

Twenty thousand fans in the south stand shouted in unison: "Xiongqi——!!!"

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Wang Shanshan stood in the side track area under the stands. As a live reporter, she completed the live broadcast connection with the rear studio when the team warmed up.

Now her work is over.

The cameraman turned off the machine and rested on his feet.

She took out her phone and pointed it at the stand behind her, recording all the scenes just now.

She thinks this may be the most memorable mission and the most memorable experience of a match report after she became a professional football reporter at the age of 28.

"My goose bumps are all up, Xiao Zhang..." Wang Shanshan whispered softly while holding a mobile phone video.

She didn't hear the photographer's response, so she looked back.

As a result, I saw the photographer Xiao Zhang who was wiping tears.

Under his blue cameraman vest is a red home jersey of the Chinese national team that he specially wore.

Seeing this, Wang Shanshan still had a sweet smile on her face, but there were tears in her eyes.

Chinese fans, no matter what they usually scold, they always look forward to the Chinese team's good at critical moments...

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"Axiba... this is a fart!"

Someone complained in the stand area where Korean fans gathered.

In front of them, there are dozens of big flags erected in the phalanx of Chinese fans below-I don't know how they brought those flagpoles into the stadium. I think this is home court advantage...

But the key is that these flags are right in front of their stand, standing still, like a forest of guns piercing the sky. There is even some intention to kill.

When the Chinese fans danced these flags, it was as if a piece of red cloth was unfolded in front of the Korean fans, covering their eyes and the sky.

Basically, you can't see the situation in the stadium.

That's why Korean fans complained so much.

However, they can only whisper in their own crowd, and dare not make any other actions.

Looking at the airtight three-layer special police personnel wall surrounding this small area of ​​them, it is obvious that these people are here to protect them from the threat of nearly 60,000 Chinese fans...

The game has not yet started, South Korean fans have frowned, two battles. Some people even worry that if the South Korean team really wins the Chinese team, the South Korean team's internationals will naturally have special protection, so there is no need to worry about safety. But can they, ordinary Korean fans, leave here intact?

They actually brought the South Korean flag, but now watching the battle, few people have the courage to unfold the flag again, for fear of angering the Chinese fans who are like beasts around them. When the time comes, the ghost will know whether those special police will release water...

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The momentum on the scene reached its first climax when the players from both sides played.

With the live broadcast passionately calling out the names of every Chinese team player in the starting field, there will be huge cheers on the scene.

And when the last name was reported, it was like a storm in the stadium.

"Now, the last one. He used to be the champion of the Chinese Super League, the winner of the FA Cup, the top scorer of the Chinese Super League, the top scorer of the AFC Champions League, the best scorer of the Olympics, and the hero from our Anton Shining Star..."

With so many national team players, he is the only one who has received such a long introduction from the broadcaster. With this introduction, the atmosphere on the scene became more and more enthusiastic. Everyone knew who was about to appear on the stage. They began to grow and grow in a uniform, long and low voice, and then the voice gradually increased.

If you listen carefully, the growl sounds like the pronunciation of this person's last name.

The broadcaster shouted: "He is the forward of the Chinese National Men's Football Team, on the 14th--"

Growled and climbed to the peak: "Hu-Lai!!!"

Sixty thousand people in the stands, regardless of gender, age or status, all shouted the name of this person in unison.

Their voices are like countless fireworks rising from the stadium stands, exploding in the night sky.

Bright fireworks illuminate the entire night sky, just like day!

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Park Chuntai, who had been waiting on the bench for a long time, heard the roar of steel and frowned.

Today’s game is not good...

These Chinese fans are completely crazy!

This stadium is also completely crazy!

In such a crazy place, can the Korean team...especially those young people, not be affected and play normally?

To be honest, Park Chuntae has no confidence.

Because let alone those young people, even experienced old players rarely see this kind of home atmosphere of the Chinese team, or see such Chinese fans...

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The torture of the Koreans is not over yet:

When the broadcast reminded everyone to stand up and play the Korean national anthem, there were intensive and noisy boos over the Andong Provincial Sports Center, which was so loud that it completely overwhelmed the Korean national anthem on the broadcast.

This makes the faces of South Korean players and coaches on and off the court look unsightly.

After all, in the past, when everyone played the national anthem, they still had to show the other side a little bit of face. No matter how unhappy, the national anthem should be respected.

But today's Chinese fans seem to be totally ignorant of those "hidden rules." Zhang Dadi has booed their upset with the Korean media and fans during this period.

They don't seem to be afraid that the South Korean media and fans will verbally criticize them afterwards.

This is really nothing to worry about-Hu Lai just flew back home with Park Chuntai next to him, and was criticized by the South Korean media and fans.

Since we didn't do anything, or we would be scolded for whatever we did.

Then we might as well start to be strong, and boo your national anthem. At the very least, we are cool first!

Amid the boos, the South Korean national anthem finished playing, and the South Korean players slapped their hands symbolically to encourage themselves.

At the same time, the broadcaster's voice sounded in the live broadcast: "Next, play the National Anthem of the People's Republic of China!"

At the moment the prelude sounded, the stadium, which had been so noisy as a boiling cauldron before, suddenly fell silent.

Then the live chorus of 60,000 fans rang out:

"Get up-people who don't want to be slaves!"

It was as if there was an electric current spreading throughout the stadium, everyone's heart was shaken, and goose bumps appeared.

Lords, please listen to Long Yin!

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PS, there is a change at one noon, and the third one at six in the afternoon. Ask for a monthly pass!

PS2, it’s all 2.7 million words, and it’s been serialized for almost a year, and there are still people who say that it’s too much foreshadowing and writing slowly...Is that the first day you read this book?

In order to pave the way for Hu Lai's professional football, I also wrote a full 700,000 characters of campus football. In order to pave the way for his experience in the Super League, I wrote another 700,000 characters of Chinese A. In order to pave the way for him to go abroad to play football, I pave the way for 2.2 million words...

I took the trouble to prepare and describe before the important game. This is my style and the style of this book.

Up to now, what are you still talking about that are slow and slow. Didn't the two million words and the slow pace scare you away?

Before Hu Lai's first goal in the Premier League, I also spent a lot of writing on all aspects, and some people were impatient. But I insisted on writing, because I knew it was necessary-I am the author of this book, I am the creator of this world, and I know which descriptions are necessary and which are unnecessary.

In fact, after a lot of foreshadowing, Hu Lai’s Premier League debut and aftertaste were more attractive, and the effect was really good, both in terms of quantity and subscriptions in this chapter.

So I know what is good and what is bad.

To be honest, as an author who has written football for 18 years with a total of more than 35 million words, I know how to write this book:

From the beginning, this book has a slow-paced, long-paced style. With enough detailed description and brushwork, we will lead everyone and Hu Lai into this world different from the real football world. So unlike the previous ones based on real football, I can't help writing a lot of things. I have to write and write thoroughly. Because I am actually shaping a world.

From the perspective of Hu Lai’s playing style, he is not the kind of ubiquitous type that carries the ball in the audience, but a shadow killer. Naturally, he cannot focus on the protagonist. He must be divided. Give a lot of space to other characters.

Through the description of a large number of characters and plots other than the protagonist on and off the field, a credible and substitutable world can be formed.

This is also the reason why the results of this book were so bad at the beginning, and I was in pain in my heart, but I still insisted on writing this book in accordance with the existing rhythm and pace of the plan.

Because if you don’t write it that way, this book will be a four-dimensional image and it will be completely abolished. Then I might as well write a simple and straightforward Xiaobai style cool article from the beginning, maybe the subscription score is higher than this book...

Can't.

Since I have chosen to use the current style to shape this book, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, then I have to stick to it consistently.

From the beginning to the end of this book, I will maintain this rhythm, tirelessly preparing and describing people and things that make some people look impatient before important games and events.

This is my attitude and persistence as a creator.

Because I know that only in this way can this book be written well, so that Hu Lai's story and the world can have a beginning and an end.

When the time comes, when the book is over, in another ten years, someone will be willing to read it over and over again and be moved by the people in the book and the stories that happened.

This is my ambition on this book. It has nothing to do with subscription results. I just want to explain to myself.

PS3, there is an easter egg stamp at the back, about boos and dragons, please listen, please see.

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