In the last Dutch World Youth Championship, the Chinese team encountered the European Youth Championship champion Turkey in the first group match. At that time, Zhao Xuri won his opponent 2:1 with Zhao Xuri's last World Cup;

Two years later, the Chinese team once again gave the same score, and this time the process was more tortuous and ups and downs, and the atmosphere was even more weird.

There are many classic games that have reversed, the eternal "Berne Miracle" in the 1954 World Cup, and the recent ones are Liverpool's Jedi counterattack in the 2005 Champions League final. However, in terms of classics and incredible levels, this youth team event is destined to be written into history:

All three goals in the game were from the loser, buy one and get two free, and this business will definitely suffer a huge loss;

All three goals appeared in the last 10 minutes of the game, and the last two goals actually appeared within 40 seconds before the end of the game. It only took 35 seconds for the winner to go from equalization to overtake.

The atmosphere of this game was similar to that in the 2008 European Cup, Croatia scored 119 minutes and Türkiye equalized 122 minutes. The feeling of suffocation seemed to close all the pores on the body in an instant.

Extremely difficult, this broken "China Second Team" created a great game, but at the moment when the final whistle sounded, they were not excited at all. The worry filled the whole face, and the root of it was Long Tian's fall;

Kaluda's kicking action was obvious, as if she was about to dig out the opponent's heart. Everyone hugged them. The team doctor quickly entered the field for emergency assistance. His eyes of attention filled Long Tian's surroundings;

Sun Xinji was so angry that he wanted to rush over to teach Kaluda in a daze. Song Min grabbed him and pointed to the Czech player who was besieging the referee in chaos and said, "Forget it, the game is over. Let them go crazy. Of course, someone will deal with them. Let's take a look at Long Tian's injuries first."

This pertinent sentence pointed out the key point of the matter. Sun Xinji calmed down and anxiously paid attention to Long Tian's injury lying on the stretcher.

Long Tian is very popular in the team. In addition to the self-righteous and petty gaze of Cao Lin and Zhang Rong, everyone basically likes this little man from Guangxi. He is simple, sincere and passionate. His brave style of trying his best in the game is admirable and pity: This child is really desperate!

In the last moment of the Asian Youth Championship, it was precisely because of Long Tian’s tenacious style that he pulled the team out of the abyss of death. While everyone was moved, they were slowly accepting him;

In this game against the Czech Republic, Long Tian was controlled by the team atmosphere and the whole game was quiet, but he suddenly rose up in the last stage of the game and saved the team again;

This time, I completely impressed my teammates and coaches. I was suddenly hit by the last moment, which really made everyone worry about him and forgot to celebrate the birth of a miracle battle.

The team's lineup is already broken enough. Now that Long Tian, ​​a strong new force, has just gotten out of form and is deposed, the team will be even more difficult.

The position where Kaluda stepped on was near the navel, which was the soft part of her body that lacked rib protection. After completing a tense shoveling action, Long Tian, ​​who was lying on the ground, was in a short state of relaxation;

The opponent's kick of revenge was very powerful. Long Tian felt his stomach trampled through it. The sudden severe pain made him curl up naturally, his body could not be expanded at all, and the scene of his belly was broken in his mind, and a sense of fear arose in his heart.

After seeing the situation clearly, the team doctor You Hong comforted everyone who was talking and said: "It's okay, don't worry, Long Tian's abdomen was suddenly stimulated by external stimulation, and the instantaneous pain was too strong."

After the team doctor's skillful massage and massage, Long Tian's pain from his abdomen began to subside. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. Looking at his eyes that were both concerned, he was a little moved.

Wang Peng asked with concern: "Longtian, are you more comfortable?"

Lu Juren beside him also looked at him with concern, without saying a word. Seeing that Long Tian's reaction gradually became normal, everyone greeted him in a few words.

Luo Xian was the most anxious. He had already squatted on the ground and slowly helped him sit on the ground. At this time, he couldn't help asking, "God, are you okay?"

Zhu Liye was excited: "Longtian, you are indeed amazing."

"Yes, it's so awesome!"

"Haha, I can actually force out such a far-off one, I'm really convinced!"

Shi Yiming also half-squatted and patted his shoulder, comforting him, "It's fine, thanks to you, thank you for your hard work."

Listening to everyone's praise, Long Tian was very happy. He was about to respond to a few simple words when a sharp pain suddenly came from his stomach, and he couldn't help but say "Ouch";

Everyone's hearts tense up again, and You Hong also began to stop everyone from disturbing too much: "Let everyone calm Long Tian for a while and let him slow down."

Arranged the assistant to carry him carefully to the stretcher and lay flat on his back.

Just as he was about to lift it out of the field, Long Tianchao You Hong raised his forearm, as if he had something to say, You Hong looked at him and paid attention to his reaction.

Long Tian lifted his jersey with both hands, looked up at the exposed abdomen, and a bright red patch was very obvious, and the words from his mouth gushed out: "Oh, you'll hit your lungs!"

Everyone thought he had something important to explain, but they didn't expect that he would blurt out a catchphrase and were amused. Qian Cheng laughed so hard that tears came out. Song Min said with a smile: "You can be 'coarse', that's all right, haha."

Long Tian touched his stomach: "A zombie, go hard!" This was a bit like Sichuan dialect, and everyone laughed again, and their tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Long Tian sat up on the stretcher and pretended to go downstairs to walk. You Hong disagreed. Long Tian smiled and begged, "Doctor You, I'm fine now, let me walk around and relax. If I don't lie down, my intestines will have to be knotted."

"Yes, Doctor You, isn't he okay now? Let him move freely."

"This kid's butt has sprouted and can't lie down, haha!" Everyone looked at Long Tian's lively spirit again, and made sure he was fine, and they also pleaded with the team doctor.

After Lu Juren looked at him, he said to You Hong: "Ah You, it's okay, let him celebrate with everyone."

The coach spoke, and You Hong no longer insisted on his original intention, but he carefully checked Long Tian's injury and explained seriously: "After returning, I still got an X-ray for you to take on you. Check if there is any stomach. Pay attention to some movement later, don't twist your waist!"

Long Tian nodded repeatedly, got off the stretcher and stood firm, and everyone cheered.

The chaos in the Czech Republic had just subsided, the players slowly dispersed, and the celebration of the Chinese team had just begun.

This is a game that has been given up, although there is still half the chance of qualifying before the game, and it is not a low probability event;

But with the current lineup incomplete and the lack of major players, it is difficult to win, and the third European Europeans are also deliberately planning to plot against them;

With the internal and external situations superimposed, the Chinese team, whose morale is low, will never be able to win, and losing less is their biggest goal.

After the fight, after the severe punishment from the General Administration, the attitude of the Self-Football Association changed 180 degrees. The leader did not ask about it, and the media did not report that the team embarked on the journey like an abandoned stray dog.

Under such a difficult situation, being able to persevere until the end and miraculously defeated a European team is no longer a simple victory, but a battle of honor that is integrated into the blood.

Chinese football has not been so proud for many years, in front of the whole world.

The players on and off the court hugged each other tightly, grievance, misunderstanding, excitement, pride, fearlessness. All their emotions were mixed in complexity and turned into a thick cocktail, which really infected everyone present.

The Chinese audience, who had not dispersed in the stadium, were excitedly waving the five-star red flag in their hands and shouting loudly;

Some local Madrid fans who were still stranded in the audience also applauded the Chinese players. Although they didn't play well, this spirit of persistence completely touched God and moved everyone who loved football deeply.

Zhu Liye had already cried into tears. Sun Xinji hugged him, his eyes became even more moist. Neither of them spoke, and let the excited tears flow freely;

Qian Cheng clenched his fists and celebrated in the sky. Luo Xian put his left hand on his shoulder. The scene of the two singing and dancing was very lively;

Zhang Chang, Li Xudong and Lu Yunkai hugged each other to celebrate, Gan Ren rushed towards Qu Feng, Lu Xing took a funny walk in MJ's space skating, and Ma Kang even danced an exaggerated robot dance, further igniting the atmosphere of celebration.

Shi Yiming, who had been frowning before, finally smiled knowingly when he saw this cheerful scene, looked at Song Min next to him and said seriously: "Amin, thank you!"

Song Min smiled and said, "Haha, why do you thank me?"

Shi Yiming was also surprised that this thank-you word suddenly appeared, but at this excited moment, all he could say was grateful to his teammates in his heart. He glanced at Song Min, smiled and did not answer.

Song Min looked into his eyes and continued, "Dashi, I thank you too."

Shi Yiming looked at the cheerful crowd and continued, "Everyone here needs to be thanked."

Then, he took Song Min to greet all his teammates and walked to the sidelines together, bowed deeply to the direction of the audience.

After thanking the audience, Luo Xian shouted: "Coach Lu and Coach Wang are there, how can you let them go at this time?"

This proposal was quickly responded by teammates, and the players rushed to the two coaches standing on the sidelines like a group of hungry wolves. This intention was obvious, and there was some purpose of revenge;

Lu Juren ran fast and ran into the corridor. Wang Peng ran behind and took two steps slower. He was caught and enjoyed the treatment of being thrown alone.

The celebration lasted for five minutes, and it slowly dissipated under the interference of the person in charge of the field. Wang Peng, who was placed on the ground, was already dumped in a dilemma;

He said viciously to the team members: "Boys, you dare to take personal revenge. I remember you, and none of them will let you go!"

The team members were not moved by his intimidation and said in unison: "Thank you - thank you, Director Wang! Thank you, Coach Lü! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, Coach Lü! Thank you, thank you all for your hard work."

Wang Peng nodded and responded with relief: "What our coach really wants to thank is you. Thank you for your efforts for winning us respect and honor and bringing hope. I really thank you."

"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, as long as you accompany you, we will not be afraid anymore! Thank you sincerely, thank you, young men, you are all good, I am proud of you!"

He looked at Qian Cheng, "Qian Cheng, I was surprised by your performance. You are really Superman, very good!" Qian Cheng scratched his head embarrassedly.

Wang Peng looked at Long Tian with concern again: "Long Tian, ​​your stomach is fine."

Looking at Long Tian, ​​he shook his head with a smile, and then said, "You have become the key gentleman again. Very good, keep working hard, come on!"

Looking at Zhu Liye: "Zhu Liye, it's not bad. I really appreciate your fighting spirit of not giving up and that cunning spirit!"

I glanced around the players and continued to express my remarks: "No matter how misunderstandings we all have in the past, I hope that through this game, everyone can get closer to their hearts. Please remember this truth. As long as we are united, we will definitely create miracles!"

Wang Peng stretched out his right hand to everyone and covered his palms one by one. Just as everyone was about to shout slogans, a big hand covered the top: "Why can I lose this at this time? Come on, come on!"

It turned out to be head coach Lu Juren.

"People's hearts are united, and Mount Tai moves." This is the time when the team's staff is the most in line in recent times, and these shouts are straight through the clouds.

On the way back, Luo Xian asked Long Tian with a smile: "God, what did you say just now? Why have you never heard what you said? It's a bit like our Sichuan dialect, haha."

"Oh, it's Guiliu dialect, it's quite similar to the words in the southwest region. Our Yuchai team has a Liuzhouzi. I learned a few words every day when I listen to him."

"Oh, that's it. Hehe, does your stomach still hurt? Do you want to help you press it?"

"It's much better, don't bother."

"Is it really not necessary? My technique is very good, touch it and you can do it!"

"You Kers!"

"Nikeshi? It's Liuzhou dialect again, what does it mean? Ah, no, you have to teach me!"

"You Kssi!"

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