Green Dragon

Chapter 675

There is no difference between the Chinese media and the English media. When Long Shute's press conference just ended, his three sentences were already posted on the homepages of major websites and platforms.

As a partner of Longshute, QQ has popped up relevant news on hundreds of millions of computers and mobile phones:

"That man, he's back!"

"Captain China's domineering declaration!"

"Long Shute: I'm here to play the World Cup!"

"After two years, he is still so crazy!"

"Maldives, are you trembling?"
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Maldives coaches and players have long been trembling.

They were still thinking about whether it would be more cost-effective to abstain directly before going abroad...

If it weren't for FIFA's relentlessness to teams that play passively, they might really abstain.

After all, forfeiting will only be regarded as a 0-3 loss, and once they are on the field, their result is definitely much more tragic than 0-3...

Winning is impossible, and the 42 people in the Maldives have reached a consensus.

Their assistant coach even decompressed the players on the plane like this:
"Listen, don't be too nervous. The biggest task of our trip to China this time is to try the mutton steamed buns in the old city of Xi'an!"

The job of this assistant coach...is probably the head chef of some hotel? -
"CCTV, CCTV, audience friends, what you are watching now is the seventh round of the 2018 Russia World Cup Asian Qualifiers Top 40. The Chinese team is facing the challenge of the Maldives at the SX Provincial Stadium in Xi'an..."

August 3th finally arrived.

Due to the departure of Duan Yixuan, Liu Jianhong, and Shen Fangjian, several well-known CCTV commentators, He Wei, who is known as a poet, is in charge of the commentary today.

Just listen to him slowly say in his own deep, emotional voice:

"The Chinese team has reached a critical moment of life and death. The first six games have 3 wins, 2 draws and 1 loss with 11 points, ranking third in the group, while the Chinese Hong Kong team ranked second with a difference of 3 points in the early game, so this In this game, we must not only try our best to win, but also try our best to achieve more goal difference, because only No.3 of the 4 teams with the best results can hope to advance..."

His partner is Xu Yang, a former professional player:
"This is Gao Hongbo's first game after taking over, and it is also the first game of Long Shute's return to the national team after two years, so it can be said to touch people's hearts. There is almost no problem with winning, the only suspense is probably how many goals we can score?"

He Wei is not optimistic:
"But we also need to consider that Long Shute has not played for the national team for nearly two years. During this period, the national team has changed a lot from before in terms of tactics and personnel composition. With such a big change, whether Long Shute can 100% adapt to the new system is still a question mark? This should be the reason why Gao Hongbo didn't put him in the starting lineup?"
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"Damn it, Gao Hongbo is rubbish, what new system does Long Ritian have to adapt to?"

"The national football team is doomed! Long Ritian did not hesitate to give up the club's game, and had to travel thousands of miles to return to the country to play, but he was pressed on the bench?!"

"I knew I couldn't play... I might as well play in Liverpool!"

"If the Football Association is not eliminated, there will be no peace in Chinese football!"

"Gao Hongbo is dismissed from get out of class! Cai Zhonghua is dismissed from get out of class! Xi... goose goose goose, song Xiang Xiangtian..."

Excited domestic netizens have already dumped one scapegoat after another to countless relevant people.

But Long Shute still sat on the bench very calmly.

Gao Hongbo was standing in the command area not far away.

The time was the 30th minute, and the score had already become 2-0. The Chinese team firmly controlled the rhythm at their feet. Although the Maldives occasionally counterattacked, they would not pose a threat to the home team at all.

"In the first 30 minutes, our ball possession rate was as high as 73%, and the number of shots exceeded 10 times. However, except for Jiang Ning and Yang Xu's two headers, the shooting efficiency of other players is not flattering..."

"If Wu Lei and Gao Lin's shooting skills were better, we would be at least 5-0 ahead now, right?"

Both narrators looked regretful.
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The start of the Chinese team can be described as smooth. Just 1 minute into the game, Wu Lei assisted Yang Xu to score a lightning goal. 10 minutes later, Zhao Mingjian crossed from the side, and Yang Xu also headed the ball to expand the score.

The tall Chinese players played almost whatever they wanted on the heads of the naturally short Maldivian players, but the rhythm after that seemed to be a little out of control.

In the 22nd minute, Yu Hai was injured, Gao Lin went into battle, and then he started firing anti-aircraft guns...

Probably infected by Big Brother, Wu Lei, who had a sharp breakthrough and precise cross, also started to hit the plane. The two forwards, one old and one young, hit the goal frame once and the goalkeeper twice in 20 minutes. , The remaining 1 feet all flew to the stands.

The game of the Chinese team is always like this. It is because of the difference in strength that they cannot win against a strong enemy, and it is because of psychological pressure that they cannot win against a rookie. impatient.

Of course, the fans in front of the TV will also be impatient, and then spray the eighteen generations of ancestors of the players and coaches on the way...

When the players became impatient, their unsteady movements would become even more distorted. At the end of the first half, Wu Xi strained his thigh in an uncontested situation. He only persisted for a few seconds before being replaced by Huang Bowen.

Gao Hongbo, who was relaxed 20 minutes ago, suddenly fidgeted, and he, who was always expressionless, finally frowned.

In the first half, two generals were injured in a row, and only one substitution was left in hand. The direction of the wind is not right...

Is God going to let himself capsize in the gutter here? !

He subconsciously glanced behind him, only to see that Long Shute had disappeared from the bench!

Assistant coach Fu Bo answered his doubts in a low voice:
"He's going back to the locker room first..."
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15 minutes later.

He Wei cleared his throat and started working again:
"The second half is about to start. We scored two goals in the first half, but we also paid the price of two injured people. The overall situation is not optimistic. Maybe many viewers, like me, are expecting Gao Hongbo to use the last change number of people?"

Xu Yang nodded again and again, then shook his head again:

"Gao Hongbo must be caught in a dilemma now. On the one hand, he definitely wants to use Long Shute, who has superb shooting skills, to help the team expand the lead, but on the other hand, he is worried that if he runs out of substitutions too early quota, if there is another injured player, then he will face the dilemma of no one to replace... Of course, how to operate in the end depends on the decision of the head coach.”
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The Chinese team's offense is still fierce, but there is still no way to expand the score again.

They took 60 corner kicks and more free kicks in the first 15 minutes, but nothing changed the score.

Not only that, but the goalkeeper of the Chinese team, Zeng Cheng, encountered more challenges than in the first half.

Long Shute shook his head, and finally stood up from the bench.

He can't watch it anymore!

You know, almost half of the players in Maldives' away game this time are substitutes!
Of course, even the absolute main players are all football amateurs, whether they are drivers or tour guides, or chefs or college students...

Oh, by the way, there are only 17 players from the Maldives coming to China this time, not even the most basic roster of 11 players with 7 starters + 18 substitutes!

Do you feel a sense of accomplishment playing against such a group of opponents?
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"Now it's the 65th minute and the game is still 2-0. Although we are in the lead, it is difficult for us to get the hope of qualifying with such a score...Huh?"

He Wei's tone suddenly changed:
"Gao Hongbo finally played his final trump card. After a lapse of one year and nine months, Chinese captain Long Shute once again put on the jersey of the national team!"
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Captain Zheng Zhi immediately handed over the armband to the new No. 8 player, and there was a round of warm applause from above the stadium.

Long Shute was slightly surprised, but he just smiled.

The football market in Shaanxi has always been good, but unfortunately there is no way to keep a team here for a long time.

Those players... are probably thanking themselves for helping the national team enter the last World Cup, right?
He didn't have time to be emotional or proud, but raised his right hand and conveyed the head coach's tactical arrangement to all his teammates:

"Give me the ball!"
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Feng Xiaoting made a direct pass with one foot on the ground, Zheng Zhi quickly passed, and Long Shute, who was standing in the front midfielder, dribbled the ball across the center line.

This is what happened in the 10th second after he came on the field. Among them, it took 8 seconds to wrap the captain's armband, 1 second to convey the tactics to his teammates, and 1 second for the football to roll on the grass.

Then, Long Shute advanced more than 4 meters in 20 seconds, and shot directly outside the 30-meter line of the Maldives!
"The first shot is extraordinary! In the 15th second when Long Shute came off the bench, the score was rewritten to 3-0!"

He Wei could finally let out a long breath.

And then...he never had such a leisurely rest again!
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"Zhang Linpeng made a long pass from the backcourt! Gao Lin made it with his back! Long Shute shot! 4-0!"

"Jiang Ning goes down the side! Cross the middle! Long Shute outflanks the middle! 5-0!"

"Wu Lei was pulled down by the opponent, free kick! Long Shute shot directly! The goal is scored!"

"Hao Junmin took a corner kick and he found Yang Xu! Headed the ball and rubbed it! Upside down golden hook! It's from Long Shute!"

"Huang Bowen tried a long-range shot! The ball was saved by the goalkeeper! Someone made a follow-up shot! The goal was scored! It was still Long Shute!"

"Zheng Zhi's through ball! This ball speed... Gao Lin can't catch up at all, right? Long Shu beats the horse and kills! No one can keep up with him! One kick! 9-0!"

"Long Shute scored 10 goals in a row in 6 minutes! The efficiency was so high that we didn't even have time to look at the replays! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses! 10-0! The Chinese team ushered in a big victory! "

"Another direct free kick! The goalkeeper of the Maldives is almost invisible in front of Long Shute! Long Shute scored his ninth goal in a single game! 9-11!"

"12-0! The Maldives completely collapsed! Their defense is completely useless! They don't even have eyes to defend!"

"13-0! It's still Long Shute!"

"14-0! He tied his career scoring record in a single game! The last time he blasted 12 goals...was Singapore!"

"15-0! Unreasonable shot!"

"16-0! He took this game completely as a personal shooting practice!
"17-0! Long Shute, he can't stop at all!

"18-0! Dragon... cough cough cough!"

He Wei's throat finally couldn't bear such continuous strong stimulation, he took off the headset abruptly, lay down on the live broadcast table and coughed forcefully.

He coughed so hard that he even squeezed tears out of his eyes.

When he got his head back up, it was 19-0 again.

His eyes once again fell on the red No. 8 player.

What he saw in his eyes was not a flesh-and-blood earthling.

It's a humanoid self-propelled bazooka that glows with icy cold light and will cause violent impact and explosion wherever it goes!

This is the guy who came off the bench and scored 25 goals in 17 minutes!
Ronaldo and Messi are destined to have no sleep tonight!

At this moment, they are extremely envious of Long Shute!
(End of this chapter)