Chapter 142: One Trigger Is Imminent

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And when the bus is moving, there will be Australian fans singing loudly towards the bus from time to time. That is definitely not a welcome expression, but a provocation.

This scene made Xia Ze seem to have returned to Portugal in a trance, following the days of the team's away games.

Go to Lisbon to challenge Benfica and Sporting Lisbon; go to Porto to challenge the Portuguese dragon, there will always be fans on both sides of the road saying something provocative to the bus.

Xia Ze just smiled and looked out of the window, with fond memories of his career in the Portuguese Super League in his mind.

The other players of the Chinese team who have never played abroad looked out of the window curiously, because it is basically impossible to see scenes full of fans in the streets and alleys in China.

Now the streets of Melbourne are full of Australian fans wearing yellow and green jerseys, marching towards the Etihad Stadium.

Half an hour later, the Etihad Stadium appeared in Xia Ze's field of vision. I saw a lot of Australian fans wearing yellow-green jerseys gathered on the outside of this magnificent football stadium, holding beers and talking loudly. Some are taking pictures while singing.

On the other side, there were red fans of the Chinese team. When they saw the bus with the Chinese flag approaching, they rushed to the side of the road together and shouted loudly at the bus:

"Chinese team, come on! Chinese team, come on..."

Before the game started, shouts of shouts had already occupied the sky above the Etihad Stadium. Among the fans of the Chinese team, there were several sets of drums, and the drumming sounded one after another. "

Boom, boom, boom..." The heavy drumming rhythmically shook the hearts of every fan, even the fans in Australia were shocked.

When the bus passed the Chinese team fan area, Xia Ze even saw a lion dancing. The head of the lion was bright red and yellow, which undoubtedly represented the national flag of China.

At this time, the dancing lion kept dancing in the open space with the rhythm of the drums, which attracted many Australian fans to stop. The local TV station even pointed the camera at the dancing lion.

Seeing this, Xia Ze and other members of the Chinese team couldn't help smiling. The originally tense atmosphere was also washed away by the strong Chinese atmosphere in this foreign country.

No matter where the Chinese team is in the world, they will always feel like they are at home. This is not an exaggeration.

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The achievements of the Chinese team must be worthy of the support of these Chinese fans scattered all over the world.

They may have disappointed them many times before, but from now on, let the Chinese everywhere cheer for the performance of the Chinese team!

Looking at the dancing lions outside the stadium, Xia Ze said secretly in his heart.

The bus circled half of the stadium and stopped in the internal parking lot. The players of the Chinese team got off the bus one by one, and walked into the locker room of the stadium under the guidance of the staff.

Today is the third time they have come to this stadium, maybe not the most critical one, but they are facing the most powerful opponent.

The furnishings in the locker room haven't changed much, but Xia Ze's mood is quite different at this time.

There is excitement, but also a little relaxation. In their hearts, their feelings about this game are somewhat complicated.

The game with the host Australia team is about to start!

In the video room of Guangzhou R&F Club, Wang Jingcun, Zhang Xuexing, Li Chunhua, Luo Jin and other people who are concerned about this game are sitting inside, looking up at the big screen on the wall, waiting for the start of this game.

Li Chunhua and Zhang Xuexing came here for the second time, and they were not as reserved as last time. They talked with the coaches of the R&F club, talking about Xia Ze and Zhang Wei's childhood, and there was a burst of laughter.

"CCTV, CCTV, this is the Etihad Stadium in Melbourne, Australia. The Chinese team will usher in the quarter-finals of the Asian Cup with the Australian team..." Duan Xuan's deep voice came from the TV.

His voice not only echoed in the video hall of the R&F Club, but also the commentary voice was heard in many houses in Guangzhou, as well as the cheers of the fans on site.

It was winter in Guangzhou at this time, but at 6 o'clock in the evening, it was already dark and the lights were on. In the square outside the Tianhe Stadium, hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the square, looking up at the huge LED screen in front of them, which was showing the match between the Chinese team and the Australian team. The game had not yet started. Duan Xuan is still broadcasting the starting list of both sides.

Although it was deep winter and the wind was bleak, many fans wore thick clothes, left their warm houses, and came to this square to watch the quarter-finals of the Chinese team in the Asian Cup.

What they want is the atmosphere of hundreds of thousands of people watching the game together. In the dim light, thousands of people crowded under the square, looking up together, looking forward to the outstanding performance of the Chinese team.

Those who know each other, those who don't know each other, are talking to each other, football has narrowed the distance between these strangers.

"Today's starting roster for the Chinese team is exactly the same as the last game against the North Korean team. There is no change in personnel." Duan Xuan's voice came from the huge speaker on the side of the big screen and echoed in the square.

"Now the players from both sides have entered the field, and the Etihad Stadium is full of seats today. In the previous three group games of the Chinese team, Chinese fans stood in the majority of the stands, but today it is obvious that the host fans wearing yellow-green jerseys More, but in terms of momentum, our fans are not inferior to them."

"Boom boom boom! Chinese team, come on! Boom boom boom! Chinese team, come on..." The cheers of drumming and shouting faintly came from the speakers, mixed with a burst of English singing.

Before the game officially started, the fans of the Chinese team and the Australian team secretly competed.

Xia Ze and his teammates walked out of the player tunnel amidst the noise from the surrounding stands and stepped onto the field. He looked up and looked around, and could easily distinguish himself from the opposing fans based on the colors in the stands.

Unlike the previous games where the stands were a sea of ​​red, today the yellow-green and red are on equal footing, and there are obviously more yellow-green Australian fans.

This is the home court advantage. No matter how large your population is in China, the Chinese living all over the world cannot compare with the local local residents after all.

Even if you have enough people to occupy the stadium, the organizers will not allow you to overwhelm the hosts in the number of fans.

The 50,000-person Etihad Stadium has more than 30,000 Australian fans, while the Chinese team has less than 20,000 fans.

Despite this, the fans of the Chinese team still relied on the uniform slogans and the thick and powerful drums, and they did not lose in momentum to the host fans who were almost twice as large as them. c