Glory Greenery

Chapter 535

Seeing the super lob scored, Yang Mo's face showed a look of ecstasy.

"Fuck! We're going to win!"

Roaring, Yang Mo rushed towards the bench on the sidelines.

The lob shot just now, even he felt that he was stunned, and he didn't feel that he could really score.

But now, it looked like the game was coming to an end in just over two minutes.

The word victory, for the first time in this game, made Yang Mo feel so sure.

In front of the bench, the head coach, assistant coaches, staff, and substitute players rushed out together.

Their expressions were more excited than Yang Mo's, because this is the Brazilian team!
As excited as the bench, there are the national football players rushing down from the field, as well as all the fans watching the game.

In the 02 World Cup that year, the Brazilian team swept China 4-0, and it was obvious that the Brazilian team did not try their best.

Now, 11 years have passed.

The Chinese team entered the Confederations Cup unprecedentedly. On the territory of the Brazilian team, in the highly anticipated opening game of the Confederations Cup, they reversed Brazil 3-4.

Such an ending was beyond everyone's expectations.

This proud victory in the World Series is something that all Chinese fans have dreamed about countless times, but they only dare to think about it in their dreams.

But today, this dream is about to come true.

In front of the TV and in the stands, countless Chinese fans were as happy as fools. Some of them were soaked in tears without knowing it.

Some of them walked out of the confusion and darkness with Chinese football, some have gray temples, and some have grown-up children.

But after going through countless hardships, they finally waited until this day, when they found someone worthy of their faith.

Yang Mo!

This player who, in the darkness, propped up the light for Chinese football.

"I think today's game may not only bring us victory, but also a long-lost touch."

"Although the game is not over yet, no matter who the two teams win in the end, the protagonist of this game will only be one person, and that is Yang Mo!"

"Leading Manchester City to win the Triple Crown in Europe, and leading China to the Confederations Cup after returning to China, he was able to push the Brazilian team to a dead end by himself."

"A player like this is unprecedented in world football."

"Yang Mo's dominance cannot be described in words."

"Although I don't know the final result of the Chinese team in this Confederations Cup, our debut was perfect because of Yang Mo."

"For such a player, it is difficult for me to use adjectives to praise his significance to Chinese football, or even to world football."

"I think at this moment, all we can do is thank Yang Mo for everything he has brought us."

In Liu Jianhong's provocative voice, the unbearable celebration of Yang Mo and his teammates finally came to an end.

The Brazilian team kicked off anxiously in the middle circle, like a soldier charging to the death, and launched an impact on the goal of the Chinese team.

However, the time left for the Brazilian team is running out.

The game is over with 1 minute left.

After Fred missed the most gamble-like long-range shot from outside the penalty area, the referee blew two short and one long whistles to end the game.

"Win! We won!"

"We beat a mighty Brazil team in the opening game of the Confederations Cup! I don't think anyone expected before the game that this game would end like this."

"No one could have imagined that Yang Mo scored four goals in one game, breaking the shocking upset of this Confederations Cup!"

Accompanied by Liu Jianhong's loud roar, the atmosphere at the scene was particularly strange.

The entire Chinese team rushed into the arena, excitedly celebrating the victory of the game. Together with the Chinese team, there were thousands of Chinese fans who came from afar.

However, contrary to the Chinese team, the Brazilian player who was defeated by Yang Mo at the last moment was full of frustration.

In the stands, the Brazilian fans also all had blank expressions.

They couldn't figure out that the mighty Brazil would lose to a weak brigade like China.

To be precise, he lost to a player like Yang Mo.

However, it is meaningless to say anything now.

The Chinese team won this game with dignity, and Yang Mo's superb performance of four goals cannot be faked.

Blame only blame, the Brazilian team is too rival in love on the court.

Only blame, Yang Mo is too perverted.

On the sidelines of the court, after celebrating, Yang Mo saw Neymar walking towards him and took off his jersey.

"Can we exchange?"

"of course."

Although the other party had made provocative moves towards him, in Yang Mo's view, everyone was a young man who was aggressive, so it was no big deal.

"Hopefully next season we can play against each other in Europe."

After exchanging jerseys, Neymar did not forget to make an appointment in advance.

But Yang Mo laughed and said, "I don't think Barcelona thinks so."

The implication is that even Barcelona must be afraid of Manchester City led by him.

Yang Mo's self-confidence in treating strong teams as nothing left a deep impression on Neymar's heart instantly.

After winning the Brazil team, the excitement in his heart has not calmed down, but the game is over. After celebrating, Yang Mo still walked to the locker room with his teammates.

Carrying Neymar's players, before Yang Mo entered the player tunnel, many reporters surrounded him in an instant, wanting to do an interview immediately after the game.

Today's shocking upset, there are really too many articles to do.

And Yang Mo, who scored four goals alone and killed the Brazilian team with a super lob at the end, is undoubtedly the focus of this game.

A reporter who didn't know which media it was, defeated several competitors and was the first to kill Yang Mo.

"Yang, you led the Chinese team to beat Brazil in this match. Do you have anything to say?"

Yang Mo thought that the other party would ask some questions, but he didn't expect it to be such a regular one.

"Of course I'm very happy. Before the game we were ready to lose, but now, everything seems crazy."

After answering this question, another reporter rushed forward and asked, "Yang, what do you think is the most important reason for your victory over the Chinese team?"

"I think it should be that we were lucky, especially the last goal. I just gave it a try."

To be honest, there are many reasons to analyze the reason for winning this game, and it is not possible to intercede for a while, so Yang Mo can only find a random reason.

Reporter: "Yang Mo, you scored four goals in this game, do you think you are the only one who defeated the Brazilian team?"

When Yang Mo heard this question that came from nowhere, the most important question was in Chinese, and he immediately showed a displeased expression.

"Of course not! The role of my teammates in this game is no less than mine."

"Sir, please be professional with your question, this is a football game, no one can play alone!"

(End of this chapter)