Chapter 78 The Second Round Begins

In Honduras in December, the temperature is about 25 degrees. Compared with the cold Beijing, the climate here is warmer.

After the Chinese team came to Honduras, they have had two days of closed training, and they still need to fight jet lag.

Now at a critical moment, it is impossible for Lippi to let any player go out for interviews.

Lippi declined even the request from the Football Association to send officials over.

Anyway, the two sides have already said that Lippi will be fully responsible for the national team.

In the past two days, jet lag was the most uncomfortable thing. Yi Le stayed up all day and then went to bed at night, which reversed the jet lag.

But it took a full day to recover.

The state of the Chinese team also inevitably showed ups and downs, but what made people laugh and cry was that other people's state was sluggish, and Wu Lei appeared to be alive and well, changing his previous fatigue.

For this reason, Zheng Zhi even nicknamed Wu Lei 'Night Owl'!

 …

On the training ground, many people were yawning.

It was a case of sleep deprivation, and Honduran fans harassed them more than once from their first day at the hotel.

There is loud noise all night, which makes their sleep quality poor.

For this reason, Lippi also protested with the relevant departments, but in the end the other party said that this was an independent behavior of the fans, and they could not restrict it and let it go.

"Yawn~~~~~~~" Feng Xiaoting complained with sleepy eyes; "This group of people roared all night, they are like ghosts!"

Zhang Linfan on the side also smiled wryly: "Who said this is their home field!"

Feng Xiaoting rolled his eyes and said, "Do you want to win by any means?"

"This is what you call unscrupulous. This kind of thing happens every year in the World Cup. For this reason, fans from both sides will fight. I heard that it is also the case in Europe." Zhang Linfan said.

Feng Xiaoting glanced at the energetic Yi Le, and said, "Then Xiao Le is immune?"

"Immune to fart!"

Zheng Zhi walked over and handed a small object to the two of them, "Here, take it."

The two picked it up and glanced at it, and said, "This is... earplugs?"

Zheng Zhi nodded and said, "It's really not good to carry the noise physically. You can listen to music and sleep, as long as it doesn't affect your state, you can do whatever you want!"

"Where did this come from?"

"Distributed by the coaching staff."

"What about Xiaole?"

"Do you think he is a rookie like you? He was terrified by those fans in Europe, and he has a solution."

Feng Xiaoting took out the earplugs and asked, "Does this thing work?"

Zheng Zhi shrugged, "Try!"

Feng Xiaoting immediately tried it, put the earplugs in, and found that the whole world was clean.

"Hey! Awesome!"

At this time, there was a hasty sound and a very loud sound of breaking through the air.

"Old Feng, get out of the way!"

Feng Xiaoting didn't feel it at all, he still smiled and said: "This thing works so well, I can't hear anything!"

boom! !

Feng Xiaoting: It's cool in the dry place!

"Who the hell kicked the ball?"

Everyone: "......"

"I can't hear you bullying me, can you?"

Everyone: "......"

"Stand up if you have the ability!"

Everyone: "......"

"Dry!!"

 …

Yi Le sat with Wu Lei, and Yi Le tidied up the leg guards.

Wu Lei seemed a little restless, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Xiao Le, tell me, can we qualify?"

"Ah?" Yi Le looked up blankly.

"I said, can we qualify!"

"Yes!" Yi Le said firmly.

"Why are you so sure?"

Yi Le smiled and said: "Now, we can only trust ourselves and our teammates. If we don't even have confidence, the fans will be even more desperate! Moreover, we have already scored a home goal, and we have the advantage!"

"Then what if it is equalized?"

"Then pull it back!"

"You never thought of losing?"

"Why do I think about that?" Yi Le got up and patted his buttocks,

Laughing; "Don't worry, we will win!"

Wu Lei just looked at Yi Le in a daze, for some reason, he felt a little comforted in his heart.

That's right, we'll win!

Time goes by little by little.

December 13 is approaching quietly, which is a very important day for China and Honduras.

This day will become a key game for them to enter the World Cup.

 …

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the Tegucigalpa Stadium has already started to enter the stadium.

Chinese fans occupy the entire South Stand, at least 10,000 people.

Among them are domestic fans, as well as Chinese compatriots who came from the United States.

They are all here to cheer for the Chinese team.

They gather here to form a red force!

The Chinese fans cheered throughout the stadium during the military training. Despite the disadvantage in numbers, their loud slogans can still be heard clearly through the shouts of the Honduran fans.

Captured by the camera, in addition to the fans, many domestic stars can also be seen.

For example, Zhang Han who hid in the corner and watched the game quietly.

With the Chinese flag painted on his cheeks, Lu Han shouted like a fanatical fan.

Eason Chan was standing on the beating stage and beating the drums himself.

Li Keqin, who was waving wildly with the banner, and so on...

At this moment, they let go of their glamorous identities and completely integrated into the identity of "Chinese fans".

They are one with this group and cheer for Chinese football together.

Under the performance of these fanatical Chinese fans, it is obvious that Honduras is home, but here seems to be captured by Chinese fans, with 10,000 people roaring over tens of thousands of people.

Seeing this scene, Duan Xuan excitedly said: "Everyone is cheering for us, we have no reason to lose! Come on! China!!"

In the locker room, the players of the Chinese team also saw this scene on TV.

Wu Lei stared dumbfounded and said, "Whose home field is this?"

Zheng Zhi also showed excitement, and shouted: "The fans are so strong, we can't stretch! Win the game!"

Everyone looked excited: "Win the game!!"

 …

At 5:00 p.m., the game officially started.

Players from both sides walked out of the player tunnel.

The starting lineup appeared, exactly the same as the previous game.

Not even a player change.

Both sides are defensive counterattacks, but compared with Honduras, the Chinese team can welcome the game more easily.

After all, they have a home goal, as long as the draw ends, they can be sure to qualify.

The Swiss referee assigned by FIFA pressed his earphones and listened for a while.

Until the countdown to the start of the game came from the headset...

ten!

Nine!

Eight!

...

three!

two!

one!

The referee put the whistle in his mouth, and the next second the sharp whistle sounded.

Beep! ! !

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The audience is boiling,

This World Cup play-off, the competition for the last ticket to the 2018 World Cup has begun!

"The match begins! The match begins! This battle of focus has finally begun with the referee's whistle!"

"This game is of great significance to us. The winners of the two teams will get the remaining half of the World Cup tickets!"

"We will never give up this opportunity. I believe that under the watchful eyes of the whole country, the Chinese guys will play a wonderful game!"

"Just like what Yi Le said, let's go to Russia together!!——"

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