Chinese champion

Chapter 396 The Top of the World, Zhuang Feng's Departure (All)

When Rossi shot, almost all the fans in China were praying that the shot would not be scored. It would be enough to hit the goal post, or it would be ideal if it missed the baseline and flew out of the baseline.

Anyone with eyes can see that Wang Lei has been completely swayed by Rossi, and the other defenders have no time to step forward to make up for it. If the goal is not scored, Rossi can only rely on it to miss or fly.

But where are there so many flying must-goals on the football field?Italy's luck has not been so bad.

As the ball quickly rolled into the goal, there was a huge sigh from the stands.

He Jin shook his head, the players are still too young, and they were so easily pulled back by the opponent, it's not so easy now.

The Italian Olympic team is different from the German Olympic team. The players on the field have basically played in Serie A. In terms of experience, they are higher than the Chinese Olympic team.

However, He Jin is not too worried. If the field is full of young players, he may be at a loss in such a situation. But anyway, with Pei Wei and Zhu Jun on the field who have seen countless worlds When they are overage players, they often play an inestimable role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

"Cheer me up! Don't relax!"

As expected, Pei Wei's voice rang out just in time when the young members of the Olympic team looked at the celebrating Italians in bewilderment.

"The game is not over yet! And we are only one goal ahead! Don't think our defense is rock solid! Our opponent is not big, but the world's super team Italy! Don't forget that they are four-time World Cup winners Give me a good game, I'm not kidding! After these ten minutes have passed, it's time for us to celebrate!"

Pei Wei's angry roar hit the hearts of the Olympic team players one by one, making them very ashamed, especially Deng Yunfeng and Feng Xiao, two players who played in Europe, felt a little ashamed. When they are distracted, how should such low-level mistakes appear on them?

Although Pei Wei usually appears in front of the Olympic team with a smiling and easy-going look, it is undeniable that China has a very strong respect for people with senior qualifications and high status for thousands of years. When Pei Wei roared, the others could only obey obediently.

Of course, Pei Wei didn't just yell at them. As the captain, you can't solve any problems by cursing people. You have to take some exemplary actions so that others can be convinced by you.

So after the re-kick-off, Pei Wei winked at Zhu Jun, and Zhu Jun immediately understood what he meant.

After receiving the ball from Chen Bo, Pei Wei didn't pass the ball back, but rushed forward with the ball alone.

This move startled Chen Bo—isn’t the task of an attacking midfielder to help his teammates score goals?At this time, taking it alone at this time, wouldn't it give Italy a great opportunity to counterattack after stealing the ball?
But what happened next made Chen Bo understand the gap between himself and Pei Wei.

Gasbaroni intercepts and breaks through.Montorivo intercepts and breaks through.Troiano's interception, another breakthrough...

Not long after the game restarted, Pei Wei's single-riding breakthrough got rid of the defense of three Italian players in a row. When they began to sense something was wrong, Pei Wei had already begun to approach the hinterland of Italy...

The Chinese fans in the stands cheered for Pei Wei like crazy. At this time, the Italian defenders also recovered, and they immediately formed a solid line of defense. Zacardo, Barzagli and Andreoli The three of them surrounded him at the same time, and Pei Wei's way out was blocked!

Just when the fans thought that Pei Wei would create a free kick without any other means, Pei Wei, who was surrounded by three people, suddenly sent the ball to the outside of his left foot and passed the ball from Zacardo who had not yet been encircled. past!
Zhu Jun has been running beside Pei Wei. At this time, only Zhu Jun can keep up with Pei Wei's speed. After receiving the ball, he adjusted a little, and then immediately hit the goal!
Faced with this tricky shot, Abbiati showed a high level of saving. When he fell to the ground, he stretched his feet as far as possible, touched the ball, and then quickly got up, before Zhu Jun was about to shoot. Press the ball firmly under your body!

There was a sigh in the stands, and Zhu Jun smiled and shook his head. The shot just now was a little noisy, but if there is any delay, I am afraid that other Italian defenders have already been in place, so it is better to shoot now.

There was no disappointment on Pei Wei's face, as if this was just an insignificant attack. After giving Zhu Jun a thumbs up, he also turned and ran back.

Although the shot didn't go in, it wasn't useless.

His action inspired the morale of other young players of the Olympic team. What is Italy? Didn't we almost score a goal just now?Just play well, even if Italy recovers another one, under the leadership of Pei Wei and the others, we will still overtake the score.

Montolivo distributed the ball to Rossi in front. During this period, Rossi was in good condition, and none of the defenders of the Chinese team seemed to be able to defend him. Let him charge more.

Rossi turned around after receiving the ball, and Liu Yu was in front of him again. Rossi didn't take Liu Yu to heart. You must know that in the game, this clumsy Chinese defender has been shaken by him no less than seven or eight times. If it weren't for other players to make up for it in time, I might be able to perform a hat-trick.

The continuous shaking of the upper body made Liu Yu lose his balance. Just like the previous few times, Rossi flicked the ball to the left when Liu Yu lost his balance, and then broke through quickly!
Liu Yu leaned over and bumped into Rosie just as he was about to pass by him, knocking Rosie sideways. Although Rosie was not very tall, she had strong feet and was not knocked down. On the ground, but staggered a few times and then caught up with the ball.

Just when he stopped the ball, a figure rushed over from the side, and a tackle tackled the ball out of the sideline!
It was Feng Xiao who rushed forward!He gave up Pacini, who was supposed to be defending, and disintegrated Rossi's offense!

In fact, this is a relatively dangerous move. If Rossi can pass the ball in time, then Pacini will be unguarded-that is not much different from giving the opponent a single shot.

But Feng Xiao found out that Rossi didn't make many passes after dribbling, and he used his personal skills to break through more, so he took a risk, and obviously, he succeeded.

"Yes! Just defend like this! Use all your strength! Don't think about the next game. If you lose this game, then no matter how much strength you keep, it will be useless!" Pei Wei, who was running back, said loudly.

The scene fell into a stalemate again, and almost all the members of the Chinese team returned to defense. Except for Zhu Jun and Pei Wei who stood in front, even Dong Yuzhuo also returned to the penalty area to strengthen defense. Faced with such a situation, although the Italian siege The door of the Chinese team was bombarded indiscriminately, but there was still no big threat.

Zola made a substitution off the field and put on two strikers for the last fight - at this time Zola wished he could go up and kick two feet, if there is really a Zola at his peak on the field now, At least Italy will not waste set-piece opportunities again and again.

But this effort was obviously futile. The Chinese team's defense was well organized, and Italy could only look for opportunities through long-range shots from the outside.

When Wang Lei held a long-range shot that was not a big threat in his arms, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game. The Chinese team eliminated the Italian team with a score of 2:1 and advanced to the semi-finals !
"The game is over! We have won! The Chinese team is the first team to break into the semi-finals in this Olympic Games!" Wang Jianxiang stood up from the commentary booth with his arms raised high.

The Chinese substitute players and coaches, who had been waiting on the sidelines for a long time, rushed into the field at the same time, and ran towards the players on the field with open arms.They were celebrating their victory, but they were also celebrating their revenge for the 2006 World Cup.

Andreoli bit his lip and looked at the celebrating Chinese players. He knew that he had tried his best, but he still lost the game.

If they didn't lose to Argentina, if they didn't meet the Chinese team in the quarter-finals, they are very likely to enter the semi-finals, or even the final championship competition. In fact, the strength of this Italian team is among the teams in the Olympics. It is definitely in the top four, but unfortunately, there are no ifs on the football field.

"Little Marco, you did a great job today!" He suddenly heard Pei Wei's voice, and when he turned his head, he saw Pei Wei taking off his jersey: "I guess that guy Zhuang Feng is very depressed today, he Being stared at by you has no temper at all, and I didn't score a single goal!"

"No, he performed very well. It was just my luck to destroy his shot." Andreoli pouted, took off his jersey and handed it to Pei Wei, and then took Pei Wei's hand. Jersey: "Pei, I hope you can stand on the podium at the end, because you defeated us, I don't hope that it is not a championship team that defeats us!"

Pei Wei put Andreoli's jersey on his shoulders: "I will do it, not only for you, but also for myself! Come on, little Marco! Let's fight together next season !"

"It's a deal!" Andreoli suddenly felt that he was in a better mood. Indeed, he is still young and has more honors waiting for him to fight for. Failure in the Olympics may become a huge fortune in the future .

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After bidding farewell to Andreoli, Pei Wei turned around to go to Zhuang Feng. Zhuang Feng did not perform well in this match, and Pei Wei wanted to find out what was going on.

Being a captain is different from being a player. A good captain can sometimes be worth half of the head coach. How to make players and coaches communicate better is a big question.

Pei Wei didn't find Zhuang Feng among the celebrating crowd, which made him a little surprised. Although Zhuang Feng seemed a bit out of place, Pei Wei knew that he was actually a character who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He wasn't happy, and now he had no reason not to be part of the celebration.

"What is Zhuang Feng doing? He's still in the locker room at this moment. If those reporters find out, he might make a fuss again..."

While muttering, Pei Wei searched among the crowd. He caught a glimpse of Zhu Jun and quickly grabbed him: "Did you see Zhuang Feng? Is that guy still in the locker room?"

"I don't know." Zhu Jun curled his lips and said, "I'm probably on the phone with his An Lei, so I forgot the time."

"I'm a little worried." Pei Wei said to himself, "I'll find him in the locker room."

"Go quickly, don't disturb me." Zhu Jun said impatiently, "I still have to be interviewed by reporters."

"There are still people coming to interview you. It seems that there are too few news about Chinese sports during this period. These reporters have started looking for news at random..." Pei Wei teased Zhu Jun as he walked towards the player tunnel. Applause to the cheering fans in the stands.

"You guy, you can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth..." Zhu Jun muttered, but he didn't have time to grind his teeth without Pei Wei. The female reporter in front of him is really beautiful, and she has a great figure... Hey, I'm not trying to feel sorry for Fang Zhiling, accepting interviews is a player's duty...

While Zhu Jun was secretly laughing lewdly in his heart, Pei Wei had already walked into the player tunnel, and the tunnel was quiet. The Italian players had already returned to their locker room, and there was no one here now.

"Zhuang Feng, are you here?"

Pei Wei pushed open the door of the locker room, but found no one inside.

"Where did he go?"

Pei Wei said to himself, and then pushed away the players' separate locker room.

Then he saw Zhuang Feng's back, Zhuang Feng was facing away from him, and he was holding the phone to his ear, Pei Wei couldn't help laughing, Zhuang Feng, this guy has been on the phone for so long, no wonder he has to know that the game is over It's over.

"What are you doing?" Pei Wei walked forward with a smile. At this moment, the mobile phone in Zhuang Feng's hand suddenly slipped to the floor.

"What's the matter with you?" Pei Wei was startled, and hurried to Zhuang Feng. When he saw Zhuang Feng's face, he was even more shocked.

He had never seen Zhuang Feng like this before, that face was lifeless, like a dead person's face.

Pei Wei picked up the phone from the floor, fortunately, this Nokia phone is still solid and not broken.

Pei Wei glanced at the incoming call and found that it was Ma Keer's number. Pei Wei glanced at Zhuang Feng and put the phone to his ear: "What's the matter, Ke'er? What did you say to Zhuang Feng, he is so stupid! "

Ma Ke'er's voice came from the phone: "An Lei's condition has deteriorated! Surgery is just a few days away! I just sent An Lei to the clinic with my father. Fortunately, I found a suitable bone marrow yesterday. It should be no problem!"

Pei Wei was stunned for a moment, and then he understood why Zhuang Feng had such an expression.

At this time, Zhuang Feng suddenly called out, turned around and ran out the door.

Pei Wei hurriedly yelled into the phone: "Okay, I see, I will be optimistic about Zhuang Feng, but I think he will definitely return to Italy, it seems that he is looking for something."

After saying this, Pei Wei hung up the phone and chased out the door.

Before he walked out of the room, he heard Zhuang Feng shouting outside the door.

"I want to go home! I don't care about the competition or the championship! Find another striker, I have to go to An Lei's side now! I don't want anything now!" Zhuang Feng shouted excitedly.

"What's the matter, Zhuang Feng, if you have something to talk about, come on, be quiet for a while." It was He Jin's voice.

Pei Wei rushed out the door, just in time to see He Jin and Zhu Jun pressing Zhuang Feng on the chair together, while the other young players stood watching in bewilderment, not knowing what was going on.

Pei Wei pulled He Jin aside, and said softly, "He Tou, An Lei...the condition has deteriorated, and surgery is just a few days away."

He Jin gasped, he also knew about An Lei, of course he knew what it meant.

He frowned and thought for a while, then sighed and said: "You are familiar with him, you should go and talk to him, and let him feel at ease. Tell him for me, if he stays, I welcome him, think I won’t stop him from going back to Milan. If I can make it in time, I will always have his place in my main lineup. As long as he is in good condition, even if he comes back the day before, I will send him to play the next day.”

Pei Wei nodded vigorously, he understood what He Jin meant, He Jin gave Zhuang Feng the right to choose completely, and supported him without reservation.

It is Zhuang Feng's blessing to have such a good coach by his side, and it is also the blessing of the entire Olympic team.

"When is the operation?" Pei Wei came to Zhuang Feng's side, pressed his shoulder and let him sit on the chair.

"Number 19." Zhuang Feng said in a low voice without raising his head, "Ke'er said just now that Uncle Ma has already contacted the doctor, who is a well-known expert in this field in Europe. His condition will be stable in the next two days. Operation."

Pei Wei calculated in his mind, and frowned secretly.No wonder Zhuang Feng said, "you find another striker". The 19th is the day of the semi-finals of the Olympic football match, and the Chinese team will face the winner between the Netherlands and Mexico in that match.

"What...what do you think?" Pei Wei asked solemnly: "Should I go back to Milan or stay here to play? You know, even if you go back, you won't be able to help much. Experts will be in charge of the operation. All you can do is It's just waiting outside the ward...and even if you can't meet An Lei these two days, she is already in the intensive care unit, and you can't help her. "

"I know, I know..." Zhuang Feng covered his face and said in pain, "But do you know? At this time, I have to be by her side! This kind of operation usually only has a 70.00% success rate! I can't do anything, but I have to guard next to her ward! If it happens...then I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

"Don't be stupid!" Pei Wei grabbed Zhuang Feng's shoulder and shook it vigorously: "There is no eventuality! Did you hear that? There is no eventuality, absolutely nothing! An Lei is still so young, how could there be any eventuality?" One! You have to have confidence, you know? Confidence is the most important thing! Some things are weird, you think it is, then it is! Three days later, whether it is surgery or competition, we will meet a best The result! You go, go to Milan! Go to An Lei's side, and then you will get a wife who is healthy and healthy from now on! Believe me, what I say has always been accurate! And the match three days later It doesn’t matter without you, we still scored a goal after you left the field today and defeated the Italian team! Don’t take yourself so seriously, the stage you need to play is the final one week later, and we will use the right to the final welcome you!"

"That's right!" The other players chattered beside them: "Don't worry, neither the Netherlands nor Mexico will be our opponent! We will definitely win, and An Lei's operation will also be successful! "

Zhu Jun even said: "What 70.00%, those words are bullshit! Dude just leave a word here, the success rate on the 19th is absolutely [-]%! Whether it is surgery or competition!"

"Thank you...Thank you everyone!" Zhuang Feng held Pei Wei's hand tightly and shook it vigorously: "In three days... I will come back to fight with you. You... must enter the finals, definitely!"

"Don't worry, we can do it." Pei Wei said confidently.

Zhuang Feng stood up, walked up to He Jin and bowed deeply: "Coach...I ask you for three days' leave."

"I approve!" He Jin patted him on the shoulder: "Go and take good care of your wife... It's not that the Olympic team can't play without you, but... in the finals, I will save for you." A main position!"

"En!" Zhuang Feng nodded vigorously, then turned and walked out of the locker room door.

"Okay!" He Jin clapped his hands relaxedly: "Now I'm going to attend the press conference, you guys take a shower quickly, and then we'll go back to the hotel!"

He stood up and said leisurely with his hands behind his back: "We will start preparing for the match in three days' time."

(End of this chapter)