Chapter 24 Beat the Drum! Raise the Flag!

On the court, Yi Le caught up with Wu Lei, and the two hugged hard under the stands.

"Cool!!!"

Wu Lei yelled and praised: "Your breakthrough is amazing!"

Yi Le smiled shyly, feeling a little embarrassed about the compliment.

At this moment, Yi Le's body sank, and suddenly a person rushed up from his back.

"You can do it, kid! This breakthrough is too fierce. Was that move just a cow's tail? It's exactly the same as Ronaldinho!"

Zheng Zhi hung on Yi Le's back, rubbing his hair vigorously.

Yi Le struggled a little, and said, "Uncle, come down, you are too heavy."

"hey-hey!"

Zheng Zhi smiled embarrassedly, and then the three of them raised their arms again facing the audience, winning huge cheers.

There was also a commotion in the stands.

In the South Stand, where the Liaoning Fan Association gathers, Yi Weihong yelled excitedly. He turned to the fans next to him and kept shouting: "That's my son! That's my son! That's my son!"

The Chinese fans also gave him applause. Because of Yi Le's relationship, Yi Weihong is also quite famous among the fans.

"Awesome!"

"Fuck! This ox tail is too handsome!"

"That breakthrough is so cool, I feel that Uzbekistan can't stop Yi Le!"

"The right side is going to be turned into a sieve!"

At the forefront of the fan association, Li Wengang applauded continuously, and the eyes of the old man could be seen slightly red.

This old man, known as Rossi, the emperor of Chinese football fans, has been following Chinese football for decades. No matter the wind or rain, he has never missed a single game.

He has witnessed countless goals, but none of them are so beautiful!

It's like a work of art.

Even he couldn't believe it,

This is a goal scored by a Chinese.

Yi Le's breakthrough on the wing made the old man restless for a long time.

Because of football, he lost a lot of things. Many people said he was crazy, and called him a "fool", which almost means crazy, fool,

But he doesn't mind, he feels he has a greater passion for football than anything else.

Being a Chinese fan is painful, because the weak national team has consumed the youth and enthusiasm of many people.

But even so, Li Wengang was always by her side.

He has seen a lot of games!

The most impressive thing is undoubtedly...

Black for three minutes!

China's World Cup trip!

There have been highs and lows!

But he never gave up.

This year, he is 71 years old.

He thought that the passion had left him, and the reason why he persisted was just because he was unwilling.

But is it really so?

Has his blood really cooled down?

Then why do you feel that your chest is burning like fire, your blood is boiling, and your heart is beating faster?

Silently, he pulled out the national flag that he had been carrying behind his back. This was his battle flag, and he accompanied him to fight with the national team everywhere.

But he didn't know when he started, he no longer had the strength to shake the flag, so he stuck it behind him all the time.

But at this moment...he felt infinite power flowing from his body.

All he wants to do is to be the same as when he was young.

Light up the flag! ! wave! !

Swish! ! ! ! !

The bright red temperament vibrates with the wind.

It is engraved with the seals of football associations all over the country. This is his masterpiece. In the dark age of Chinese football, he used this way to tell everyone that they still have a group of loyal supporters!

Holding the flagpole, the old man felt his whole body trembling.

He took a deep breath and shook the flag violently.

"China!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!------"

"Long live!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!--"

The old man poured into his whole body, with all the strength, his veins burst out as he shouted, and the roaring voice contained various emotions, which was shocking to hear.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

The flag swayed from side to side, with a large range.

Swish! ! !

The old man roared: "Beat the drum!!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thick drums rose up, beating with a specific rhythm.

"Vabilize the flag!!!"

Swipe, swipe, swipe! ! !

In the stands, the fans stood up consciously, and the flag-bearers even waved huge flags.

"China!!--"

The old man roared loudly.

"come on!!--"

A tidy roar suddenly appeared from the south stand, and then quickly filled the entire scene.

Boom boom boom boom! !

Swipe, swipe, swipe! !

"China!!!!!--"

"come on!!!!!!--"

At this moment, the Chinese fans once again fulfilled their promise.

You fight for the stadium, we guard the stands!

 …

Huge and neat roars almost filled the entire stadium.

The cheers with strong emotions seemed to overturn the Hongqiao Stadium.

At the commentary seat, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help crying, he said slowly:

"Chinese fans, you have worked hard!"

"I believe that they will bring us a wonderful game, boys, come on!! Don't live up to our expectations!!"

"Go China!!!"

On the court, Yi Le and others who had just finished celebrating were also staring at this scene in a daze.

Wu Lei suddenly said, "I don't want to lose!"

Yi Le was silent.

Zheng Zhi grinned and said, "Who the hell wants to lose."

After finishing speaking, his gaze was as sharp as a falcon, and he said: "Cheer up, everyone, if anyone is lazy, I will never end with him!"

On the coach's bench, Lippi looked at the stands, and said to Li Tie who was beside him: "You have a group of great fans!"

Li Tie puffed up his chest and said, "They have always been great!"

Lippi said with a smile: "We must win this game more beautifully."

 …

The game restarted. I don't know if it was because of the encouragement of the fans, the entire Chinese team showed an amazing state.

The fighting in the frontcourt was very active, and Yi Le in the midfield even advanced frequently.

After Uzbekistan lost the ball, the Chinese team didn't control the ball with you, and just stepped forward to play a fast break.

With Yi Le as the core, the suppression order in the midfield actually made Uzbekistan crumbling.

In the 35th minute of the first half, Zheng Zhi held the ball in the middle circle, and he saw Yi Le raised his hand to ask for the ball.

Zheng Zhi passed it on without any hesitation.

After Yi Le took the ball, he quickly turned around and changed directions to get rid of it.

At this time, Yi Le, Wu Lei, and Exxon are presenting a triangle position.

The quick passes between them were all one-kick passes without the slightest pause, and they went directly into the penalty area.

Wu Lei got the ball on the left side, and he made a move to shoot. After tricking the opponent's player to fall to the ground to block, he decisively passed the ball diagonally backward.

And there, Yi Le greeted the ball and made an arc.

The ball bypasses the player and goes straight into the dead corner on the right.

"Goal!! Goal!! Goal!! Goal!! Two to zero, the Chinese team scored two goals in the first half, the goal from Yi Le!!" Huang Jianxiang shouted .

"Beautiful arc! This inner instep kick is very technical, and we played a gratifying rhythm in the first half!"

In a good mood, Duan Xuan said with a smile: "The head coach of Uzbekistan has to find a way in the second half. If they keep playing like this, the score will probably be expanded again in the second half."

After this attack, the Chinese team did not take the risk of going forward. They stabilized their defense and began to wait for the end of the first half.

Going into the second half with two goals, they have a huge advantage!

The referee blew the whistle to end the first half.

The score was 2:0, and the Chinese team led by two goals.

Facing the cheers from the scene, Yi Le and others returned to the locker room, while Lippi was also standing in the player tunnel, slapping each one on the back in praise.