Godfather of national football

Chapter 388 Fighting Brazil ([-])

Mineiro Stadium.

If there is a hell in football, it must be here, and the crowd shouted "Brazil, Brazil, Brazil."

The Brazilian cries seem to drown out all the different voices, there must be only one color here, and that is yellow, and there must be only one language here, and that is Portuguese.

"Brazil."

"Brazil."

"Brazil."

The stadium is round and covered, like a theater, so the sound is louder under the gathering and reflection.

When Li Guo was still in the player tunnel, he felt his ears were shaken. To be honest, Li Guo, who has always been fearless, was really a little scared at this time.

When Li Guo came out, the shouts immediately turned into boos, "booooooooooo," Li Guo just smiled and walked into the Chinese team's bench.

Although during the training, Li Guo had expected that the scene would be noisy during the game, and he also did a simulation, but when Li Guo really walked into the stadium, he realized that it still exceeded his expectations.

"booooooooooo,"

When the Chinese players came out, they received exactly the same treatment as Li Guo, and when the Brazilian players came out, they shouted "Brazil, Brazil". This scene ran through the warm-up of the Chinese team until the national anthem was played.

The on-site commentator was Shen Fangjian. He was a little stunned by the shock. To be honest, he felt a little bit of a small earthquake. No wonder news of stadium collapses often spread in Brazil.

"CCTV, CCTV, what I'm about to bring to you is..."

"Oh my god, no way, the Brazilian team made a bad pass after the kick-off in the center circle. Ramirez passed back to David Luiz, but the pass was too strong. Chen Green..."

"The ball went in!!!"

When Chen Gelin scored a goal, there was a sudden silence on the scene. No one could believe what happened before their eyes. How could this be possible?

Take another look at the goal time displayed on the big screen, a new World Cup record was born, 10 seconds! !

Prior to this, the record for the fastest goal in the World Cup was in the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup. Turkish striker Hakan Suker scored in the third and fourth finals against South Korea. The record at that time was 11 seconds.

Since then, no one has been able to break this record. Before Suker, the record for the fastest goal in the World Cup was held by "Masek" of Czechoslovakia. He scored a goal in just 1962 seconds of the opening match against Mexico in the 15 World Cup.

It has been 40 years since the last time the record was broken, but this time it took 12 years. Shen Fangjian in the commentary was already so excited that he could speak incoherently, such words as Jade Emperor and Taibai Jinxing came out.

In the end, Shen Fangjian said: "If the volume of your TV suddenly becomes low, then you don't have to suspect that your TV is broken, but the scene is completely silent, and the Brazilian fans were also stunned by this goal."

From a distance, Shen Fangjian could only see the Chinese team celebrating, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't hear any sound, and the big screen did not pay attention to the Chinese team, but was filming the shocked expressions of the fans on the scene.

Shen Fangjian prepared a lot of information before the game, even checked several girlfriends of the Brazilian striker, and planned to share it during the commentary, but what he never expected was the fastest goal in history.

So he quickly logged on to the FIFA official website to see if Chen Gelin's goal was recognized as the fastest goal.

Shen Fangjian knew that when Su Ke's goal was in the game, the big screen displayed it for 10 seconds, but after it was revised, it became 11 seconds. Chen Gelin may also encounter this situation. After all, football games are not track and field games, and the timing does not need to be so accurate.

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The Brazilian commentator Elber looked dull. He was introducing the Brazilian team's roster just now, but when he just introduced Cesar, a goal happened on the field.

Elber, who was relieved, still finished introducing the starting list of the Brazilian team.

Goalkeeper - Cesar
Defensive line - Alves, Luiz, Thiago Silva, Marcelo
Defenders - Gustavo, Ramirez

Avant-garde line - Hulk, Oscar, Neymar
Forward Line - Fred
"I hope this goal can wake up the boys, and the Brazilian team can equalize the score as soon as possible."

The players of the Chinese team calmed down from the ecstasy of the goal. Li Guo patted everyone on the head and reminded everyone not to be overwhelmed with joy. It is foreseeable that after the re-kick-off, the storm on the Brazilian team will definitely come.

After conceding the ball, the Brazilian team launched an indiscriminate bombardment, in the sky, underground, sideways, and centrally. In short, it launched a three-dimensional attack on the Chinese team, especially Neymar, whose success rate of breaking through Mufei can reach 90%.

Mu Fei lived in Brazil when he was a child, and he can speak Brazilian. Don’t think that Brazilian Portuguese and Portuguese Portuguese are the same. In fact, there are many different vocabularies, just like Scots and Americans speak English, but there is a big difference. Ronaldo even joked with Ferguson, can you teach me English instead of Scots.

So when Neymar broke through Mu Fei, Mu Fei actually shouted in standard Brazilian: "Wait."

Neymar was taken aback, thinking it was his teammates calling him, Mu Fei took the opportunity to destroy the ball, Neymar ran to Oscar, "Did you call me just now?"

"No."

"Then why did I hear someone yelling just now?"

"Could it be the Chinese players shouting?"

Neymar chuckled, "Impossible, the Portuguese still has a Sao Paulo accent. Except for the Brazilians, it is impossible for others to shout it out."

"It's probably a prank by the caddy. You should concentrate on playing football. It's impossible for me to call you."

Neymar nodded.

The ball was handed over to the left of the Brazilian team again, to Neymar's feet. Neymar made a fake move and then accelerated. When he ran to the bottom line, Neymar was just about to make a cross, but someone behind him shouted "wait."

This time Neymar saw clearly that it was the right back of the Chinese team who shouted, with a look of astonishment on Neymar's face, Mu Fei took the opportunity to break the ball again.

"Are you from Sao Paulo?" Neymar asked.

"I stayed there when I was a child."

"No wonder," Neymar thought, and then Neymar thought again, "This kid is a thief. He shouted "wait" twice in a row and ruined my two chances."

Neymar glared at Mu Fei, "Hehe, I have no strength, so I can only rely on small movements. Next time you shout that you are dying, I will ignore you. By the way, your St. Paul accent is really authentic."

Mu Fei chuckled, "Thank you, but there will be no next time, and I won't let you have a third time."

(End of this chapter)