Strong Waist

Uh-huh!

The sound of the ball passing through the goal and touching the net.

Even though I knew this moment would come, it was still extremely painful when it actually arrived.

Harry Kane's shot hit Liu Kairui's ankle and deflected into the goal.

England scored just after the opening minute of the second half of extra time.

This goal almost determined the final direction of the game.

The Chinese team has completed all substitutions, and all they can use is their strength on the field.

And the players on the field are all reaching their physical limit.

It can be said that at this moment, the Chinese team can no longer continue.

Lucky also squatted on the ground and panted violently.

He is called Mr. Key.

But Lucky is also human, and he can't perform that kind of crazy reversal in every game.

At least in this game, a large number of defensive tasks consumed almost all his energy.

Although they scored a goal, it was still a drop in the bucket for the Chinese team.

Football is a team sport of 11 people.

Lucai, Chen Man and Liu Kairui can only take this team to this step, and what follows is a need for the entire team to move forward together.

However, there are too many young people in the Chinese team at this time, and they have not yet fully grown up.

Although they have great potential and talent, they are still a group of little eagles waiting to be fed.

After seeing this goal, He Wei almost resigned to his fate.

"In this way, there is basically no suspense in the game. The Chinese team's performance in this game was outstanding enough. They dragged the powerful England into overtime and only conceded the goal at the last moment."

"Through this game, we also need to face up to the root of the problem. Football is an 11-man game. Individual strength cannot have an impact on the overall situation!"

"Lucky, Chen Man, and Liu Kairui have done a good enough job, but just like what Wang Yi said before, it is true."

"What they need is not children who devote their energy to support, but companions who will fight side by side with them!"

"Fortunately, after experiencing this World Cup, players such as Chen Xiang, Zhang Chenxi, Quinney, Mutali, Fan Yi, Di Lei and so on have made great progress, and their talents have been recognized by everyone. "The next four years will be a critical period for the vigorous development of Chinese football. We look forward to the arrival of a golden generation of Chinese football!"

"Of course, for Lucai and others, they don't mind helping and educating young people, so that they can gain more powerful and outstanding companions!"

He Wei saw that the overtime had entered the final stage, and he said with a hint of regret; "The World Cup that belongs to the Chinese team is coming to an end. In this World Cup, the Chinese team has broken through history and reached the top eight of the World Cup. This in itself is a once-in-a-lifetime event." An incredible feat and we couldn’t ask for anything more from them.”

"Just like this game, I think all fans who have watched the game can feel that the boys in the field worked hard!"

He Wei and Zhang Lu's eyes were a little red.

"Please give them some applause! Encourage these young people. Four years later, we will fight again!"

He Wei said the last sentence sonorously and forcefully.

After this game, they can really feel the opportunity for the rise of the Chinese team.

It is not the kind of opportunity that was vague and based on speculation and expectations in the Wang Yi era.

It's something tangible and tangible.

Although the game was lost in the end, hope was buried deep in the hearts of all fans.

This is no longer a seed, but a small sapling.

It will thrive in sunlight as well as rain.

Just like what He Wei said.

Four years later, we fight again!

Beep beep beep!

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A sharp whistle sounded.

The game is over!

It's completely over!

The Chinese players fell directly to the ground, knowing that everything was over.

Despite creating a very good record, the unwillingness to be eliminated still left tears of regret in the eyes of these players.

If only my performance were better!

If my ability were stronger.

If I can contribute more to the team.

Too many ifs, too many regrets.

They feel their own shortcomings, but at the same time they also know their future path and growth direction.

Lucky stood there with his waist clasped, a hint of helplessness on his expression.

As the captain, even though Lucky was unwilling to do so, he could not act too fiercely.

"It was a great game!"

There was a voice next to his ear, and Lucky turned his head to look and found Wilshere walking over to comfort him.

Lucky glanced at Wilshere and said, "Can you win against Croatia next time?"

Wilshere grinned: "I'm here to comfort you, not to make you feel uncomfortable."

Lucky smiled and opened his arms, and the two hugged each other gently for a moment and then separated.

Soon, England players came over one after another and said goodbye to Lucky one after another.

This is respect for the strong.

Although the Chinese team lost the game, the Chinese team caused too much trouble for England in this game.

Harry Kane also took the initiative to come over to comfort him, but the two did not hug, just high-five.

England players and fans celebrate reaching the semi-finals.

The Chinese players also need to prepare to leave the game.

Lucky walked to the court, helped the boys up one by one, and comforted them.

Young people such as Queeni, Mutali, and Zhang Chenxi were already crying.

Di Lei said with tears and runny nose:

"I'm sorry, Captain! I held you back!"

Di Lei blamed himself.

Lucky is too tired from playing in this World Cup.

Not at all like Lucky in the club.

The big reason here is that his midfield partner's ability is too low.

Di Lei felt extremely guilty about this.

Lucky said nothing and patted Di Lei on the back.

He knew that after these young people experienced this loss, they would grow stronger.

After four years, he will probably become a teammate who is truly worthy of relying on.

When Lucai gathered everyone together, everyone cried even harder.

Lucky's head hurt when he saw it, and he couldn't help scolding: "Okay! Hold it back for me. If you feel unwilling, just practice to the death. When you find the place next time, come with me to thank the fans now!"

One by one, the players stopped crying under Lucky's scolding.

They followed Lucky's steps to the front of the stands.

Tens of thousands of Chinese fans at the scene immediately gave fierce applause.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap!

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Under the fierce applause, the players who had stopped crying began to sob again.

Lucky turned around and glared.

Everyone immediately sniffed and stopped sobbing.

When Lucai turned around, his expression was extremely complicated.

He could see the fans in the front row, with tears in their eyes, but they still applauded fiercely.

Some children even buried their heads in their parents' arms and cried loudly.

At this moment, Lucai's eyes were slightly moist.

Not being able to bring a victory to the fans is the most painful thing for any player.

They failed to live up to the cheers and best expectations of the fans.

Finally, Lucky organized the players and bowed to the stands.

Almost everyone bowed at ninety degrees, and their attitude was extremely sincere.

Even if the fans think their performance is exciting enough, for the players themselves, they still bring a defeat to the fans.

After returning to the coaching bench, Lippi hugged each player.

Then they were sent to the locker room.

Lucky has not left. As the captain, he still needs to be interviewed.

The person interviewing Lucai was a female reporter. Her eyes and nose were a little red, and she had obviously just cried.

Holding tissues in hand and holding back tears, I conducted the interview.

Lucky took the microphone and looked at the camera with a somewhat distracted look.

He knows that there are hundreds of millions of fellow citizens across the camera.

A group of people who bring them the hottest emotions.

At this moment, Lucai didn't know what to say.

Looking for a reason?

Not his character.

Analyze the reasons?

not in the mood.

Lucky tried to open his mouth and say something, but no words came out.

Finally, Lucky handed the microphone back and bowed towards the camera.

"sorry!"

One sentence made many Chinese fans burst into tears.

They hope Lucky can find some excuses, even to comfort them.

Lucky could also analyze the reasons and divert attention.

But there was none of that.

Some are just a "sorry" containing guilt.

When the captain of the Chinese team, the iron-blooded man on the field, bent down, the fans couldn't help crying anymore.

Why are you sorry?

Obviously they played well enough.

They tried their best for this game.

They deserved the support from the fans.

Lucky straightened up. He also turned his head, cleared his choked throat, took a deep breath, and turned to look at the camera.

At this moment, Lucai's eyes once again burst with strong fighting spirit and strong self-confidence!

"Give us four years, and we will come back in four years!"