All-around substitute

Chapter 135 Glorious Years
"Fu*ck! Fu*ck!!"

Peravani yelled at the field twice, like an angry red bird puffing up. After taking two steps in place, he took off his black suit jacket and slammed it on the ground.In the past five games, Peravani has shown a gentle and refined image, and he has never had such a gaffe.

I changed two generals in a row to try to score goals, but I didn't want it to be Jia Guqian, who I entrusted with the heavy responsibility, to miss the ball and be intercepted. This is the final!The championship trophy is just around the corner!How can you make a mistake!How can this make Peravani angry?

Cursing won't help the game is not over yet, Iran still has time to equalize!Peravani stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, already thinking about it.

"Beep!" Rahman whistled.

Iran team substitutions!
Peravani replaces full-back Ismail Sadisha with striker Zaka Saye!
At this time, there are already two Iranian forwards on the field, namely Azmoun and Sayadmani, and another Zaka Saye, three forwards!Plus the avant-garde and attacking midfielder, Iran has as many as six attackers in the frontcourt!It's a completely desperate posture!
Iran also lagged behind before, but it didn't work as hard as it did!Six attackers, which means that in addition to the goalkeeper in Iran's backcourt, there are only three defenders left as defensive players!This is really urgent!

Iran's approach reminds people of the classic commentary of a certain CCTV commentary. Today I want to change the protagonist: there is not much time left for Iran!
The substitution is complete!

The six major attackers are on the stage together, and Iran's firepower has greatly increased!He launched a fierce attack on the backcourt of the Chinese team time and time again, and almost broke the goal several times, but he couldn't break through this point.Except for the exclamation of the Vietnamese fans in the stands, little progress was made.

The time has come to No.80 Jiufen, and the bench of the Chinese team has become agitated. Everyone has a premonition that the Chinese team is not far from victory.

"Beep~" The line referee raised the red and yellow flag in his hand, indicating that Iranian striker Zaka Saye was offside.

"Is this offside? Have you seen it clearly?" Zaka Saye threw the ball out of bounds as if venting his anger, and then pointed at the lineman and asked.

This was his fourth offside after his debut. There was not much time, and Zaka Saye's mentality exploded directly after repeated calls for offside.

Seeing that Zaka Saye was agitated, the lineman blocked his body with one hand and didn't care about Zaka Saye.And Zaka Saye became more and more angry as he thought about it, and kept yelling at the linesman.

"Beep, beep, beep!" With three whistles in a hurry, the referee Rahman ran to the scene of the incident, and then took out a topaz from his pocket and gave it to Zaka Saye.

"Why?"

This time it was Azmon's turn to be angry, and he was depressed in the second half.After being locked up by Zheng Darun, let alone scoring goals, he couldn't even shoot, and the championship was about to disappear.The referee issued another yellow card, and Azmon's mentality also exploded!

"Idiot! Idiot! Come back to me!"

Seeing that his players were wasting time competing with the referee, Peravani was so angry that he jumped on the spot and cursed.

The National Youth players on the side are sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, hoping that the Iranian players will continue to quarrel, since they are in the lead anyway.

After 2 minutes of tossing, the time has come to stoppage time.After three yellow cards, the Iranian players calmed down.

Just as the Iranian players made the final blow, the Chinese team made a substitution!
explode!It was about to explode!
Don't change sooner or later, but why change at this time!

Peravani's last bit of elegance was gone, and he pointed at the Chinese team's bench and sprayed wildly!The Chinese team's bench returned the favor.

The stoppage time has come!
Goalkeeper Tili Aimjiang walked to the offside penalty spot, took six steps back and drove directly to the Iranian corner flag area with one big foot.

The second goal conceded against Qatar, Tili Aimujiang kept in mind his whole life, he didn't want the same tragedy to happen again!
"Beep! Beep! Beep~"

As soon as the Iranian players got the ball, two short whistles and one long whistle sounded, and the game ended!
The Chinese team reversed and won 3 to 2 Iran and won the championship of this Asian Youth Championship!
……

"what!!!"

"what!!!!"

The moment the whistle sounded, all the National Youth players on the bench roared and rushed into the field!

"We won!"

"Win!!!"

"Finally won!!"

Both on and off the field, the national youth players embraced each other, and some teammates even cried with joy.champion!It is a strange and heavy term for Chinese players. Tonight, they finally got it!
At the same time, China has fallen into madness. All the madness, all the roars, and all the shouts converge into one sentence: We are the champions!

CCTV Sports Channel, Xinlang Sports, Penguin Sports, Sohu Sports, pqtv, live portal, all the satellite TVs and websites that broadcast the final live, all played unanimously on the screen: We are the champions!Five characters!

……

After some celebration, the award ceremony platform has been set up.

The first thing to be awarded is the two awards of top scorer and most valuable player.The top scorer was won by Iran Azmoun, scoring 8 goals in six games, with amazing efficiency!However, this award is tasteless to Azmon, because the champion is not his!
The most valuable player is the MVP, which was awarded to Xu Zangyi without dispute.He provided assists in the first five games, and even personally directed the Chinese team's big comeback in the final, MVP!Well deserved!
"Congratulations! Come on! The future of Chinese football depends on you young people!" Zhang Jilong took the crystal trophy symbolizing MVP from the tray of the hostess and handed it to Xu Zangyi.

"Thank you! I will definitely work hard!" Xu Zangyi took the crystal cup with both hands and expressed his gratitude to Zhang Jilong.

After the individual awards were awarded, the runner-up medals were presented.

Iranian players lined up on the podium from the right, and took the flowers and the silver runner-up medals from the hands of AFC officials Gani Stappa, Crown Prince Tunku Abdullah, Zhang Jilong and Alsekal in turn.

When passing the championship trophy on the left side of the stage, the eyes of every Iranian player revealed bitterness and loneliness, and some Iranian players couldn't control their tears.

The Iranian players who walked off the podium immediately took off the flowers and medals hanging around their necks.For them, the runner-up is a failure, and the runner-up medal is a shame, and they don't want to hang this shame on themselves.

The Asian Youth Tournament of the Iranian team came to an end, and the most shining moment of the Chinese team came soon.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

More than 20 national youth players and the coaching staff are close to No. 40. Under the command of Kerry, all of them put their hands on the former's shoulders, forming a long dragon, jumping, singing, and moving to the podium .

"Congratulations!"

"congratulations!"

"Thank you!"

"Wow! Is it pure gold?"

"Show me yours!"

"The medal is so big!"

The national youth team members who had received the championship medal couldn't wait to put the medal in their mouths, wanting to test the authenticity.

At this time, the soundtrack of "We Are the Champions" was playing, and all the members of the Chinese team put on flowers and golden medals and lined up in two rows!The most exciting moment has arrived.

Zhang Jilong, vice chairman of the AFC, and Crown Prince Tunku Abdullah, chairman of the executive committee of the AFC, worked together to remove the championship trophy from the white pillar where the trophy was placed, and walked slowly towards the Chinese team!

"What... what to do?"

Captain Xu Xin was a little overwhelmed, he had never won a championship in this kind of competition before, he was so excited like a fool!

"Hold it up! Lift it up!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Magnetic~" "Magnetic~"

At the moment when Xu Xin raised the trophy, the confetti jet machine saluted golden confetti at the same time, and the soundtrack of "We Are the Champions" also reached its climax.

“We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
Cause we are the champions of the World”…

The golden colored paper falling with the wind, the exciting music, and the sound of cheers and shutters all witnessed the classic Chinese National Youth Cup holding!
……

At eleven o'clock at night, Guoqing was on the bus back to Zhang Harper's villa.

"Sing a song!"

After an hour of excitement, the bus was still extremely noisy, Xu Xin who was sitting in the middle of the bus suddenly suggested.

"Good! Who will sing?"

"Li Yuanyi! Let Li Yuanyi sing! Li Yuanyi will hang up his earphones before every game, and hum along from time to time!"

Xu Xin's proposal was quickly responded by Wang Tong, who immediately recommended Li Yuanyi to sing!
"Don't make trouble! I... I'm just humming! It's ugly!"

When Wang Tong suggested himself, Li Yuanyi shook his head like a rattle.

"In the team, you're the one who likes to hum! It's you!" Wang Tong recognized Li Yuanyi, and it's not enough if he doesn't sing, he was about to pull Li Yuanyi up.

"I, I, I... really can't! Then... then who! Xu...Xu Zangyi can! He can! He won the MVP today, we must let him sing!"

Seeing that Wang Tong wanted to force him, Li Yuanyi pushed Xu Zangyi out as a shield in desperation.

"I think Xu Zangyi can do it! Let Xu Zangyi sing!" Xu Xin's eyes lit up, this boy is pretty and he must be good at singing.

"Me? No! Old Xu, you have to think carefully! As the saying goes: Others ask for money to sing, but I am dead!"

Xu Zangyi was not angry when he was named by Li Yuanyi, even if Xu Zangyi was beaten to death, he would not be able to sing, so it doesn't matter if he is happy today.

"Brother, I am destined! Just let the horse come here!" Xu Zangyi said so, and Xu Xin recognized Xu Zangyi.

"That's fine! Listen up, everyone!"

At this point, Xu Zangyi stood up from his seat, pinched his throat and cleared his throat.From movements to demeanor, the singer has a wide range.

The other national youth players were lying on the back of the seat, waiting for Xu Zangyi's performance with interest.

"There is a flock of ducks passing by the bridge in front of the door, come and count them, 24678! Googah~ googah~ there are so many! I can't count how many ducks~ I can't count how many ducks~"

"Pfft~"

As soon as Xu Zangyi opened his mouth, Sun Xuhai sprayed out the sip of water he just drank.The other team members also burst into laughter, only Xu Zangyi pretended to thank the "audience" after singing.

In fact, this is not intentional by Xu Zangyi. Xu Zangyi is not an elegant person. Like ordinary people, what he usually listens to is love, love, etc. It is not suitable to sing at this time. Xu Zangyi only thought about this "Under the bridge in front of the door".

"What are you singing? Listen to me!"

Liu Bing can't stand this group of teammates fooling around!He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the music, and a classic song from a famous Hong Kong band played.

"The bell rings the signal to go home
There seems to be a bit of sadness in his life

The meaning of black skin to him

It's a lifelong dedication to the battle of skin color
Years and months turn possession into the past
tired eyes with hope
Today only the body remains
Welcome to the glorious years
Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle
Confidence can change the future

ask who can
Whether the boundaries of skin color can be distinguished

There is no distinction between you and me in this land

缤纷 色彩 显出 的 美丽

because it does not separate each color
Years turn possession into loss

tired eyes with hope
Today there are only remnants of the husk

Welcome to the glorious years
Hold tight to freedom in the wind and rain

A lifetime of struggle
Confidence can change the future

ask who can
la la la!la la!la la la!

la la la!la la!la la la! "

A well-known and inspiring song "Glorious Years" triggered a chorus of all the national youth.No one cares whether the pronunciation is standard, whether it is on the phonetic symbols, some are just passionate.

"Everyone... we will part after today... I... I... am honored to be able to fight side by side with you... Mandela spent his life fighting for the rights of black South Africans. I believe that Chinese football will take off one day! World Qingsai! Come on!"

After singing the song, Xu Xin's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked up and down the bus.The reason why the glory days can affect generations after generations is not that it flatters the glamorous today, but sings the praises of the yesterday that fought for dreams.

May everyone have a glorious time worth remembering!
The first volume of "Red Star Career" is over.

(End of this chapter)