six finger demon

Chapter 159 Azadi is no longer scary

"The ball went in." Huang Jianxiang behind the table slapped the table and got up without warning, staring at the screen and shouting loudly.

After the cable on the headset was pulled because of being too excited, it was directly disconnected.

Although Zhan Jun was extremely excited, he remained rational.After discovering that Huang Jianxiang's cable was broken, he immediately opened his mouth to connect it: ".. la la la la la la la la la!!!"

Is the broadcast signal bad?

Why do I feel like I hear two voices in one sentence?
MD, never mind!

We scored!
At this moment, tens of thousands of Chinese fans standing in front of the TV stood up desperately and danced.

The fans holding the remote control were so excited that they threw the remote control into the air. The fans who had the remote control hidden by their children simply ran to the kitchen, took out a small bowl from the cabinet, looked at it and put it back, and replaced it with a second one. After the big bowl, he fell to the ground without hesitation.

"Bang bang!"

The second big bowl, which carried countless fans' excitement, was smashed to pieces, but how can one sound be enough?

Just when the man finished throwing all the bowls and stretched out his hand towards a fish plate, the mistress of the house finally rushed forward and grabbed the man's arm: "Boss, don't throw it again, if you do, we'll catch it tomorrow." There's nothing left to serve!"

"It's okay, I'll buy another set tomorrow, the old one won't go away, and the new one won't come!" The host took out the biggest plate on the cabinet with his other hand, and dropped it on the ground again.

Mother Du stood up immediately and ran out of the hall.As a CCTV reporter with a keen sense of smell, Wu Wei also greeted the cameraman and followed him with the camera on his shoulder.

Stepping up the stairs and passing through the corridor, Wu Wei followed Du's mother to Dewey's room.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Serena, Serena, I am mother, open the door, open the door!"

With a "click", the door was opened from the inside.

Wu Wei saw Dewey's red and swollen eyes for the first time, and immediately asked the camera to take a close-up.

"Serena, a goal, a goal!" Du's mother was ecstatic.

"A goal? Who scored it?" Although he saw his mother's ecstatic look, he didn't get a definite answer. Dewey couldn't imagine how a national Olympic player who was kicked like that could score a goal.

"Who came in?" Mother Du looked back at Wu Wei.Wu Wei stretched out his left hand and made a "six".

Mother Du suddenly realized, she immediately turned her head and said joyfully, "Tang Wu, it was Tang Wu who scored the goal!"

"Mom, stop joking!" The excitement that De Wei had just raised disappeared immediately.

"Tang Wu is the goalkeeper, he can only save the ball, not score!" Dewey rubbed his eyes, he thought this was the "method" that his mother came up with to comfort him.

"Who said Tang Wu can't score goals?" A voice sounded behind several people.

Du Wei looked over and saw Sun Ji behind the cameraman.

"Brother Sun, why are you joking?"

"Who was joking with you!" Sun Ji's face was full of joy, "It's true, Tang Wuzhen scored a goal! Just now, he scored with a header!"

"What? What's going on? Didn't you lie to me?" Dewey was so excited that he couldn't hold back his crutches anymore!

"Of course I didn't lie to you!" Sun Ji stepped forward and squeezed into Dewey's room, and turned on the TV.

"Here, see for yourself!"

There has long been no green field on the screen, but only the Olympic coaching staff and players huddled together.

Look at the score again, 2 to 1.

Below the national flag, the words TangWu and 90+1 stand out.

Dewey rubbed his eyes, he felt like he was dreaming.

"Hey, what's going on here? Is it really Tang Wujin's?"

"Yeah, it was really Tang Wujin!" Sun Ji quickly explained, "During stoppage time just now, Wang Xinxin made a corner kick. Then Sun Xiang kicked the ball back and Tang Wu scored with a header."

When it comes to his younger brother's name, Sun Ji bites the word "Sun Xiang" very hard.

Two assists, Sun Xiang is eligible for the MVP selection for this game!
The goalkeeper, wearing the number 18 jersey, stood there and yelled. He stretched out the middle fingers of his left hand and pointed at all the home team fans.However, the Iranian fans in front of them all covered their mouths with disbelief on their faces.

One minute ago they were still clamoring to die with the National Olympics, and half a minute ago they were expecting the home team to counterattack and attack successfully.

But the reality gave them a slap in the face, and it was really just a moment to win and lose.

The devil's roar was no longer heard at the Devil's home court. In this stadium built on the hillside, the national anthem sounded loud and clear.

". We are united as one, braving the enemy's artillery fire, and marching forward!

Brave the enemy's fire, forward, forward, forward! ! ! "

"Huri!!!"

After the national anthem was over, there was another joyous chorus from the small visiting team stands.

The sound of gongs and drums, the sound of trumpets, and the laughter of the fans.

Many girl fans threw themselves into the arms of the male fans beside them, crying together.

In the middle of the stands, the old man Rossi next to the drummer also took off his cowboy hat and kept wiping his tears with his wrist.

"This is the game that touched me the most after 3 minutes of black!" Rossi said in an interview with reporters after the game.

Tang Wu stood there, clenched his fists and raised his head above his head, and let out an endless roar towards the visiting team stands.

When the other team members followed him two meters behind him, they all stopped in place suddenly.They looked at Tang Wu's back, but found that there was always an invisible wall that prevented them from getting close.

They were all young people in their twenties. For the first time, this group of Olympic players felt that there was a gap between people that really couldn't be made up with hard work.

Tang Wu's eleven fingers were covered with calluses, and the knuckles were protruding.There is a dark red circle on the wrist, which is because the straps are too tight.

Talented people are still working so hard, so what should we do?Thinking back to the days when they were in contact with Tang Wu these days, many Olympic players bowed their heads in shame.

What kind of unyielding spirit is this?What kind of character is this that never gives up?

At the moment Tang Wu abandoned the door and ran to the front field, some team members pouted, complaining that Tang Wu was wasting time.

Now, all the "dissatisfaction" and "doubts" have disappeared. These Olympic players who have not yet entered the national football team have begun to be contaminated with the "national football atmosphere".With Tang Wu's light, I felt for the first time that hard work can really pay off.

Many players secretly made up their minds to train hard in the days to come.It was also from this moment that they changed their lives.

The two sides re-established their positions, and the referee from Syria did not give the Iranians any chance.

After they touched the ball, they blew the whistle in their mouths.

Before the three whistles blew, all the staff on the Olympic coaching bench rushed into the field, surrounded the Olympic players standing on the field one by one, and hugged and celebrated.

"We did it, we really did it!" Shen Xiangfu followed the crowd, and after a few steps, he burst into tears.

He knows that after today, Azadi will no longer be the "devil's away game" of the Chinese team. After these national Olympic players grow into the main force, the national football team's fear of Azadi will no longer exist.All this, thanks to the man who ran to the visiting stands and threw the glove at the fans.

"Although we won 2 to 1, even though we have not qualified for the qualifying round after winning the game, we have not even grasped the decision to qualify." Huang Jianxiang finally connected his headset cable, and said calmly with an excited face: " But at this moment, please allow these young Olympic players to celebrate their victory. This is their victory! It belongs to Chinese football!"

(End of this chapter)