Fox in the Penalty Area

"Qu Lu throws a throw-in to Zhou Zijing, Zhou Zijing... a miss! Chen Xingyi! Strike! Chance! Cross! Luo Kai hits the goal!!"

When Chen Xingyi passed the football across to Luo Kai, countless fans cheered impatiently in front of the domestic TV.

But then they saw the football blocked by the Brazilian central defender Amorim standing on the goal line.

In an instant, many people still had doubts—has the goal already been scored? Did Amorim fish the football out of the goal?

They also hope that door-line technology can intervene.

But the pace of the game was too fast, the football didn't go out of bounds, and the game wasn't over yet, so their doubts could only flash in their minds. Before they had time to think about it, they saw Zhang Qinghuan kicking the football!

"Zhang Qinghuan! Hit again!! Oops——!"

This is the loud sigh of the two commentators in the commentary booth.

In front of the TV, the Chinese fans had the same reaction, exactly the same as the commentators.

They put their heads in their hands and yelled with gritted teeth.

I don't know how many occasions there are such collective sighs in the land of Shenzhou at this moment.

Anyway, in the subway car where Zhong Shihao was, everyone exclaimed in unison.

After exclaiming, everyone was still nervously staring at their mobile phone screens.

Thanks to the well-developed communication infrastructure and the popular 5G network, so many people crowded in the subway car and watched the live game on the mobile network at the same time, and they didn't get stuck at all.

So they saw the scene that they will never forget:

Players from both the Brazilian and Chinese teams struggled to get the football spot.

But none of them has the most accurate judgment of the football's placement than Hu Lai.

When they made the move to grab the landing point... Hu Lai had already soared into the air and flew towards the football!

"Hu-lai-!!"

Zhong Shihao couldn't help shouting, and countless people around him were shouting the names of his high school classmates.

even in places unknown to him,

Those people he didn't know were also shouting like this.

They saw that Hu Lai sprinted from the penalty area, and then flew into the air with one stride...

A standard dive to the top that can no longer be standard!

When seeing this scene, everyone's mouths were wide open. They thought they were cheering, but in fact, no sound came out of their throats.

Everyone just stared at the Yuyue figure on the screen dumbfounded.

Until he slams the football headfirst into the goal.

Their voices came out:

"Fuck me!!!"

"Awesome!!!"

"Hu Lai is awesome!!!"

"I'm fucking awesome!!!!"

In the shaking subway car, Zhong Shihao, like the people around him, stopped watching the game and cheered with his arms raised high.

And those passengers who were originally sitting on the chairs also jumped up from their seats and raised their arms and shouted.

There was thunderous cheers in the entire subway car, as if a rave party was going on on the train passing through the city's underground.

But not only in the underground of this city, but in all the places in China that are watching the live broadcast of the game, at this moment, they are in a carnival.

No one can keep calm at this time, unless he hates Chinese football!

After Zhong Shihao yelled, he hugged the people around him, even though he didn't know each other at all.

But in this way, under the extreme excitement, they turned into comrades-in-arms.

They witnessed the highlight moment of Chinese football in the same trench - they poured three goals into the world champion Brazil team in the World Cup!

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"... Ah - ah ha ha ha ha ha!" He Feng laughed loudly from the TV speakers.

As a narrator, he laughed so hard that he lost his composure. But he didn't think about deliberately controlling his emotions, he just wanted to show his truest mood at this moment in front of the TV audience, and also permanently leave it in Chinese history.

A few years later, when people look back on the history of Chinese football's World Cup campaign, his laughter will definitely become a witness to this history.

Li Qingqing stood in front of the sofa, waved her fist vigorously, and shouted, "Beautiful! Beautiful!!"

Li Ziqiang didn't care about his daughter's attitude. He himself stood up very excitedly, clenched his fists tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

Hu Lixin and Xie Lan were no better than their father and daughter, and Xie Lan cried out excitedly: "That's great!! Hat trick! That's great!!"

As for what He Feng said at this historical moment, the audience didn't hear a word, or didn't care at all...

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"What? The Chinese team scored again?!"

Russia head coach Alkom Mashaninov's eyes widened when he heard the news from his assistant coach.

The assistant coach nodded to him: "That's right, it was Hu Lai who scored again..."

"Hat-trick... He completed a hat-trick against Brazil?!" Mashaninov muttered to himself, still full of disbelief in his tone.

"Alcomb, should we strengthen our offense now and strive to win the first place in the group?" The assistant coach obviously didn't care what Hu Lai did, but he cared more about what the Russian team could benefit from.

If the Brazil team and the Chinese team finally draw, then Russia will share five points with Brazil.

Just because of the disadvantage in goal difference, Russia ranked second.

Now if Russia can score more goals and surpass Brazil in terms of goal difference, it will be able to jump to the first place in the group, thus avoiding the first place in Group A, the French team.

He looked at the 2:0 score on the scoreboard and his eyes became hot.

But Mashaninov shook his head: "It's too late. If the news came 20 minutes earlier, we might really have a chance... But I just replaced Romanov, and the mentality of the players was completely relaxed. It’s hard to get them nervous again.”

The assistant coach knew that Mashaninov was right, and he also sighed helplessly.

Hearing this sigh, Mashaninov smiled and comforted his assistant: "Think about it. At least we didn't let Hou Lai score. You know that the game against us was the only game he didn't score. Think about it like this , I am not so pessimistic about our next game against France... Ha!"

The assistant coach was amused. He knew that the head coach was consoling himself: "After that, when people look back on Hou Lai's performance in the World Cup, will they say: 'Russia is the only team that Hou Lai didn't score a goal'?"

"Ha, that's what it means!" Mashaninov clapped his hands and laughed.

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"Hu Lai! Hu Lai! Hu Lai! Hu— Lai——!!! Ohhh! Unbelievable! The Chinese team evened the score again!"

The narrator shouted excitedly in the audio.

In front of the projection screen, the England players stared blankly in the same direction, unable to believe their eyes.

Only Pete Williams and Jay Adams moved—they both looked at each other, seeing shock on each other's faces.

Hu Lai even staged a hat-trick in his first World Cup!

Even though they were Hu Lai's teammates in the club, they knew how powerful Hu Lai was, but they didn't dare to think about such a thing...

This is a hat-trick in the World Cup!

Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to score three goals in a single game in the World Cup?

In the history of the 23rd World Cup, a total of 53 hat-tricks were born, most of which were created in ancient times. With the development of modern football, more and more attention is paid to defense, and after the overall balanced style of play, hat-tricks appear less and less frequently in the World Cup.

Counting from the first live TV World Cup in 1970 to the present 56 years, there have been 15 World Cups in total, 27 hat-tricks have been staged, and a total of 26 people have completed them.

Hu Lai became one of the twenty-sixth.

Their club teammates, with such a near-perfect performance and manner, engraved their names in history.

And they can only sit in the hotel garden at night and witness this moment through the projection screen.

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Compared with the English players who were too scared to make a sound, the Japanese players who were also paying attention to the game exclaimed:

"The Kingdom of Sri Lanka! The Kingdom of Sri Lanka is in Sri Lanka!!"

Here Morikawa Junpei's voice is particularly prominent, he laughed: "I said it! I said it! The Chinese team will not give up easily!"

Everyone turned their heads to look at this crazy teammate, but none of them could make a sound of ridicule.

The facts were before them, and the tenacious performance of the Chinese team made them stand in awe.

Even Junpei Morikawa, who has always believed in the Chinese team, seems to be worthy of respect...

Tatsuya Sugiyama had a feeling of being alive.

He thought Morikawa Junpei was just a middle school student.

In the end, he really hit it off!

Has this Chinese team become so strong now?

Thinking about it carefully, since the U23 Asian Cup final, he has never spoken to many players in these Chinese teams.

Japanese football has not played against the Chinese team at the national team level for a long time.

So is our impression of Chinese football still stuck a few years ago?

When we didn't pay attention, Chinese football as a whole has made rapid progress...

The Asian rivalry of Japanese football...is it back? !

Looking at the Chinese players wearing red jerseys running wildly to celebrate on the screen, Tatsuya Sugiyama had such an idea in his mind.

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After the goal, Hu Lai got up from the ground and ran to the corner flag area to celebrate.

But halfway through his run, he was stopped by his extremely excited teammates.

This time it was Luo Kai who held him back!

Luo Kai grabbed his arm tightly, and didn't let him perform his signature celebration, but pulled him to the ground instead!

Then more Chinese team players rushed to press on.

In addition to them, the Chinese team's substitute players also swarmed from the bench, pressing on them, stacking Arhats!

Not even just the players, but also the staff of the Chinese team.

In front of the coach's bench, Shi Wuyin, Li Zhifei, and Hong Renjie were relatively reserved and did not rush to stack Arhats.

But also huddled together, laughing loudly.

Not to mention the Chinese fans in the stands.

The Pasadena Stadium, which can accommodate 100,000 people, is the turn of the other half of the red sea to boil this time!

It's like a sea of ​​blood churning up waves, breathtaking and shocking!

The sky above the stadium was booming, and when two people were talking face to face, they could only see their mouths moving, and they couldn't hear what the other was saying at all, only tinnitus, constant tinnitus!

"Long live the Chinese team!!"

"The Chinese team is awesome!!"

"Long live China!!!"

"China is awesome!!!"

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"The Chinese team fell behind three times in the game and tied the score three times! I know that the game is not over, and I also know that the Brazilian team has a chance to score our goals... But I will say now, this team The national team are our heroes! They have become our heroes!"

In such a crazy atmosphere, He Feng roared at the top of his voice.

"Based on this game alone, our goal of coming to the World Cup has been achieved! The Chinese team has lived up to our expectations! Well done! The Chinese team!" Yan Kang also spoke very emotionally beside him.

Their excitement has not subsided until now.

In such an environment, it is indeed difficult to calm down.

But no one cares about all of this, everyone just wants to shout and roar, to release their emotions that have been backlogged for a game.

What about world champions Brazil?

What happened to the three leads?

Since we can equalize once, twice, we can equalize three times!

The Chinese fans in the stands shook their fists at the Brazilian fans in the stands, as well as the Brazilian players on the pitch, roaring with ferocious faces.

After losing the ball, the players of the Brazilian team were all stunned in such a din. They stood in front of their own goal, in the penalty area, without any reaction.

Remos fell inside the door, staring blankly at the sky.

He suddenly thought of that Premier League game, he was wearing the Stan Park Rangers jersey, and he played against Leeds City at home.

As the main goalkeeper, he was scored four goals by Hu Lai alone in that game!

At that time, at this moment, at this moment, how similar!

He thought it was because the overall strength of Leeds City was not weak. When the national team came, the strength of the Chinese team was completely incomparable with that of the Brazilian team. His revenge at the club could be avenged at the national team!

result……

result!

Although the Brazilian team has not lost, but he has lost!

Remos raised his arm and put it on his forehead, covering his eyes.

Kabanka also raised his hand and gently stroked his face.

It had really felt the heat there before.

Up to now, Kabanka doesn't know whether it is his own illusion or his real feeling.

Turning to the corner flag area again, the players of the Chinese team who were still celebrating wildly just now got up from the ground. They pulled up the teammates who were pressed down one by one, and the last one to be pulled out was the goal hero, Hu Lai.

His clothes were disheveled, his hair was like a bird's nest, and his sweaty face was stained with a lot of grass clippings, making him look miserable.

But it was this embarrassing person who scored three goals alone and completed a hat-trick when facing Brazil.

hat trick.

This is something that Kabangka, who participated in two World Cups, failed to do.

"My God..." the Brazilian commentator said weakly in the commentary booth. "Hole scored a hat-trick in the game, he was... he was the first player to score a hat-trick against Brazil since the 1982 World Cup, in 44 years... the first man, God, my God... Why are you so cruel..."

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