Chapter 337: 1st person in 44 years

"Qu Lu threw the out-of-bounds ball to Zhou Zijing, Zhou Zijing... a leak! Chen Xingyi! Good ball! Chance! Cross! Luo Kai hits the goal!!"
When he saw Chen Xingyi pass the football to Luo Kai, in front of the domestic TV, countless fans couldn't wait to cheer.
But then they saw that the football was blocked by Brazil's central defender Amorim on the goal line.
In an instant, there were still many people wondering-has this goal been scored? Did Amorim fish out the football in the goal?
They also expect door-line technology to intervene.
But the pace of the game was too fast, the football was not out of bounds, and the game was not over yet, so the doubts of these people could only flash in their minds, and there was no time to think about it, they saw Zhang Qinghuan kicking the football!
"Zhang Qinghuan! Fight again!! Oops!!!"
This is the loud sigh of the two commentators in the commentary booth.
In front of the TV, Chinese fans also reacted this way, exactly the same as the commentators.
They held their heads in their hands and gritted their teeth and shouted.
I don't know at this moment, on how many occasions in the land of Shenzhou, there was such a collective sigh.
Anyway, in the subway car where Zhong Shihao was in, they all exclaimed.
After exclaiming, everyone was still staring nervously at their cellphone screens.
Thanks to the development of the communication infrastructure and the popular 5G network, so many people crowded in the subway car while watching the live broadcast of the game on the mobile network, they were not cards at all.
So they saw the scene that they will never forget:
Players from Brazil and China are fighting for the goal of football.
But none of them has the most accurate judgment of Hu Lai's position in football.
When they made the move to grab the spot... Hu Lai had already soared into the air to the football!
"Hu--Lai--!!!"
Zhong Shihao couldn't help shouting, and countless people around him were calling out the names of his high school classmates.
Even in many places he didn't know, people he didn't know were shouting like this.
They saw Hu Lai sprinting from the restricted area, and then leaped into the air...
A standard can't jump to the top anymore!
When they saw this scene, everyone's mouths widened. They thought they were cheering, but in fact no sound came from their throats.
Everyone just stared at the leaping figure on the screen dumbfounded.
Until he slammed the football head into the goal.
Their voice came out:
"Fuck me!!!"
"Awesome!!!"
"Hu Lai is awesome!!!"
"Fuck Hu Lai is awesome!!!"
In the shaking subway car, Zhong Shihao, like the people around him, stopped watching the game and raised his arms to cheer.
The passengers who had been sitting in the chairs also jumped up from their seats and shouted.
The whole train of subway cars was full of cheers, as if a carnival party was going on on the train running through the city underground.
But not only in the underground of this city, but in all places in China that are watching the live broadcast of the game, at this moment, they are all caught in a carnival.
No one can remain calm at this time, unless he hates Chinese football!
After Zhong Shihao roared, he hugged the people around him, even though he didn't know each other at all.
But in this way, they turned into comrades-in-arms under the extreme excitement.
They witnessed the highlight moment of Chinese football in the same trench-they poured three goals from the world champion Brazil on the World Cup!
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"...Ah-ah ha ha ha ha ha!" He Feng's laughter came from the TV speakers.
As a commentator, he laughed so much that he even lost his attitude. But he didn't think about deliberately controlling his emotions, he just wanted to show his truest mood at this moment in front of the TV viewers, and stay in the history of China forever.
A few years later, people look back on the history of the World Cup in Chinese football, and his laughter will surely be a witness to this history.
Li Qingqing stood in front of the sofa, waving his fists vigorously, yelling, "Pretty! Beautiful!!"
Li Ziqiang didn't care about his daughter's attitude, he himself stood up very excited, clenched his fists hard, and his body trembled slightly.
Hu Lixin and Xie Lan were no better than their father and daughter. Xie Lan cried excitedly: "Great! Hat trick! Great!"
As for what He Feng said at this historical moment, these audiences didn't hear a word, or didn't care about it at all...
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"What? The Chinese team scored again?!"
When Russian coach Alcom Masaninov heard the news from the assistant coach, his eyes widened.
The assistant coach nodded to him: "Yes, it was Hu Lai who scored the goal again..."
"Hat-trick...he did a hat-trick against Brazil?!" Masaninov murmured, his tone still full of disbelief.
"Alcomm, do we need to strengthen our offense now and try to get the first place in the group?" The assistant coach obviously doesn't care about what Hulay has done. He cares more about what the Russian team can benefit from.
If Brazil and China are finally tied, Russia will have five points with Brazil.
Only because of the disadvantage of the goal difference, Russia ranked second.
Now, if Russia can score more goals and surpass Brazil in goal difference, it will be able to rise to the top of the group, avoiding the first French team in Group A.
He looked at the 2:0 score on the live scoreboard, his eyes a little hot.
But Mashaninov shook his head: "It's too late. If this news comes 20 minutes earlier, we may really have a chance... But I just replaced Romanov, and the players' mentality has completely relaxed. It's hard to make them nervous again."
The assistant coach knew that Mashaninov was right, and he sighed helplessly.
Hearing this sigh, Mashaninov smiled and comforted his assistant: "I want to start. At least we didn't let Hulai score a goal. You know that the match against us was the only match in which he didn't score, so think about it. , I'm not so pessimistic about our next game against France...Ha!"
The assistant coach was amused. He knew that the head coach was comforting himself: "After that, when people look back at Hu Lai’s performance in the World Cup, will they say:'Russia is the only team Hu Lai has not scored?"
"Ha, that's what it means!" Masaninov slapped his hands and laughed.
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"Hu Lai! Hu Lai! Hu Lai! Hu-Lai!!! Oh oh oh! Unbelievable! The Chinese team actually evened the score again!"
The narrator exclaimed in excitement.
Before the projection screen, the English players stared blankly in the same direction, unable to believe their eyes.
Only Pete Williams and Jay Adams were moving—they looked at each other, and both saw shock in each other's faces.
Hu Lai even staged a hat-trick in his first World Cup!
Even if they were Hu Lai’s teammates at the club and knew how good Hu Lai was, they didn’t dare to think of such a thing...
This is a hat trick in the World Cup!
Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to score three yuan in a single game in the World Cup?
In the history of the 23rd World Cup, a total of 53 hat tricks were born, most of which were created in ancient times. With the development of modern football, more and more attention is paid to defense, and after the overall balanced play, hat tricks appear less and less frequently in the World Cup.
Counting from the first live TV World Cup in 1970, to the present 56 years, a total of 15 World Cup matches have been staged 27 hat tricks, and a total of 26 people have completed it.
Hu Lai became one of these twenty-sixths.
Their club teammates, with such a nearly perfect performance and way, have carved their names in history.
And they can only sit in the hotel garden at night and witness this moment through the projection screen.
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Compared with the English players who were too scared to make a sound, the Japanese players who were also watching the game exclaimed:
"Siguo! Siguo has been inside!"
Morikawa Junpei's voice is particularly prominent here, he laughed: "I said! I said! The Chinese team will not easily admit defeat!"
Everyone turned their heads to look at this crazy teammate, but no one could laugh at it anymore.
The facts are in front of them, and the Chinese team has made them in awe with their tenacious performance.
Even Morikawa Junpei, who has always believed in the Chinese team, seems worthy of respect...
Sugiyama Tatsuya has a feeling of hell.
He thought that Junpei Morikawa was just a secondary second.
It really made him right!
Has this Chinese team become so strong now?
Think about it carefully, since that U23 Asian Cup final, he has never talked to many of these Chinese team players.
Japanese football has not played against the Chinese team at the national team level for a long time.
So are our impressions of Chinese football still a few years ago?
Before we paid attention, Chinese football as a whole has made rapid progress...
This Asian rival of Japanese football...is it back again? !
Looking at the Chinese team players wearing red jerseys on the screen to celebrate, Tatsuya Sugiyama had such an idea.
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After the goal, Hu Lai got up from the ground and rushed to the corner flag area to celebrate.
But when he ran halfway, he was stopped by his extremely excited teammates.
Luo Kai is holding him this time!
Luo Kai grabbed his arm tightly, and instead of letting him make his signature celebration, he dragged him to the ground!
Then more Chinese team players rushed to press up.
In addition to them, the Chinese team's substitute players also swarmed from the bench, pressed on, and stacked Arhats!
Not only the players, but also the staff of the Chinese team.
In front of the coaching bench, Shi Wuyin, Li Zhifei and Hong Renjie were quite reserved, and they did not jump on the Arhat.
But also hugged and shouted loudly.
Not to mention those Chinese fans in the stands.
The Pasadena Stadium, which can accommodate 100,000 people, is the other half of the red ocean boiling this time!
It's like a sea of ​​blood turning up the waves, it's breathtaking and shocking!
The sky rumbling over the stadium, two people talking face-to-face only saw their mouths move, and could not hear what the other person was saying, only tinnitus, constant tinnitus!
"Long live the Chinese team!!"
"The Chinese team is awesome!!"
"Long live China!!!"
"China is awesome!!!"
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"The Chinese team fell behind three times in the game and tied the score three times! I know this game is not over yet, and I also know that of course the Brazilian team still has a chance to score our goal... But I will say now, this team The national team is our hero! They have become our hero!"
In such a crazy atmosphere, He Feng yelled.
"With this game, our goal of coming to the World Cup has been achieved! The Chinese team did not live up to our expectations! Good job! The Chinese team!" Yan Kang also spoke very passionately beside him.
Their excitement has not subsided up to now.
In such an environment, it is really difficult to calm down.
But no one cares about all of this, everyone just wants to shout and scream to release their emotions of being backlogged for a game.
What about the world champion Brazil team?
What happened to the lead three times?
Since we can equalize once or twice, we can equalize three times!
The Chinese fans in the stands waved their fists to the Brazilian fans in the stands and the Brazilian players on the stadium, and roared with ugly faces.
After losing the ball, the Brazilian team players were all dumbfounded amid the noise. They stood in front of their goal, in the penalty area, without any reaction.
Lemos fell in the door, and he stared at the sky blankly.
He suddenly remembered the Premier League game, wearing the Stan Park Rangers jersey, playing against Leeds City at home.
As the main goalkeeper, he was scored four goals by Hu Lai alone in that game!
At that moment, at this moment, how alike!
He originally thought it was because the overall strength of Leeds City was not weak. When the national team came, the strength of the Chinese team and the Brazilian team were completely incomparable, and his hatred in the club could be avenged by the national team!
result……
result!
Although Brazil hasn't lost yet, he has lost!
Lemos raised his arm and put it on his forehead, covering his eyes.
Kabangka also raised his hand and gently stroked his face.
The heat was really felt there before.
Until now, Kabangka didn't know whether it was an illusion or a real feeling.
Turning their eyes to the corner flag area, the Chinese team players who were celebrating crazily just now have risen from the ground~EbookFREE.me~ They pulled up their teammates underneath one by one, and the last one to be pulled out was a goal. Hero, Hu Lai.
His clothes are messy, his hair is like a bird's nest, and his sweaty face is covered with grass scraps, making him look embarrassed.
But it was this embarrassed person who had achieved a hat trick by winning the ternary score in the face of Brazil.
hat trick.
This is something that Kabangka, who has participated in the two World Cups, has not been able to do.
"Oh my God..." the Brazilian commentator said weakly from the booth. "Hu Lai completed a hat-trick in the game. He was... he was the first player to complete a hat-trick against Brazil after the 1982 World Cup. He has been in forty-four years... the first person, God, my God... Why are you so cruel..."
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PS, the second one is at noon!
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