Chapter 150: Sorry you are no longer young

Rasulov kept drinking, except that the water bottle had been removed from his mouth, but his other posture remained the same.
There was residual water dripping from his mouth and chin, wet his shirt and suit on his chest.
The cheers in the worker body continued, wave after wave, wave after wave.
Rasulov, who finally recovered, looked down at the mineral water bottle in his hand, and wanted to smash the bottle on the ground to vent his anger.
Because he has a lot of swear words to scold in his heart.
Left foot!
It turned out to be the left foot!
Rasulov felt that everyone had to fight against himself today.
He did not consider Zhang Qinghuan's scoring ability in the first half, and as a result, Zhang Qinghuan suddenly shot a cold arrow outside the penalty area and scored.
He finally applied the patch at halftime.
But it hit Hu Lai's left foot!
Just study a little bit of Hu Lai’s scoring videos to know that Hu Lai is a player who is good at kicking the ball with his right foot. His performance with his left foot is very average, and it can even be said that it is not very good.
Hu Lai knew this too, so he tried to avoid shooting with his left foot in the game, just to ensure the accuracy of the shot.
Therefore, Rasulov did not emphasize to his players that he must pay attention to defending Hulai's left foot.
It's better now, Hu Lai just finished the goal with his left foot!
It's like taking turns to slap myself in the face...
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Hu Lai lowered his head and glanced at the red knot on his right wrist, which is the "Red Rope for Love" that can increase luck.
He was able to score a goal just now because of luck.
Because he didn't play with his left foot, he was awkward to exert force, but he was just as good as football.
Unexpectedly, he would inadvertently hit a willow, kicking out a kick with a erratic line and a tricky angle shot, and the football went straight to the back corner, which was about hitting a dead corner.
Sure enough, children who love to laugh are not too bad luck.
Thinking of this, the smile on Hu Lai's face was a little brighter.
This smile fell in the eyes of the Uzbekistan players... They are no longer in the mood to study the meaning behind Hulay's smile!
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Whether it was on the Workers' Stadium or on the Internet, Hu Lai’s goal brought the hanging hearts of many Chinese fans back to their stomachs.
Everyone knows that one goal is not safe, and that the Chinese team must score more goals. So from the second half, I worried that the Chinese team would not be able to break Uzbekistan’s goal, but eventually lost patience and let Uzbekistan use a counterattack to steal one-even if Uzbekistan loses the game in the end, but as long as they have an away goal, It is equal to half of the win.
Looking at the densely defensive Uzbekistan, everyone is worried.
I don't know how the Chinese team will break through Uzbekistan's dense defense.
As a result, 16 minutes into the second half, the Chinese team once again captured the opponent's goal by Hu Lai!
Uzbekistan's intensive defense in front of him does not seem to be so solid...
A two-goal lead brings more security to Chinese fans. Many Chinese fans are already thinking about the final battle with Paraguay.
This time, they seem to be really going to the World Cup to see and see.
In front of the TV, Wang Yuan turned to look at her husband, and asked softly, "Do you feel a little regretful?"
Qin Lin shook his head: "No regrets, but luck."
"Fortunately what?" The wife was puzzled.
"Fortunately, these young people came out at this time. If they and I were born in the same era, it is estimated that no matter how good their talents are, they will all be buried and wasted." Qin Lin glanced at his son Qin Qi, who was sitting diagonally in front of him. . "Fortunately, they caught up with a good time."
Wang Yuan followed his gaze and looked at her son, and instantly understood what her husband wanted to express.
It is indeed fortunate.
Whether it is Hu Lai, Chen Xingyi, Luo Kai, or his child Xiaoqi, they are all in a good era.
Most of his husband's career coincided with the darkest years of Chinese football.
And now the darkness is gone, and the light shines on the earth.
"But I'm sorry." Wang Yuan said suddenly.
Qin Lin looked at her strangely: "What do you regret?"
"I don't regret that they didn't have an era with you, and I regret that you didn't have an era with them. Old Qin, if you were ten years younger, it would be great..."
These words made Qin Lin's words in a daze.
He did have such thoughts sometimes-it would be great if I was ten years younger. I was in my early thirties, and it was still the golden age of my career. Fighting side by side with these young people, the Chinese team would definitely not have to be like it is now. One after another play-offs to compete for tickets to the World Cup finals.
But he also knows that this kind of thinking is meaningless, so sometimes he even deliberately doesn't even think about it. It is to avoid falling into the senseless emotions of sadness and sadness, which will slow down the pace of slowing oneself forward.
Let the past pass, and if there is regret, there will be regret...It is because of regret that I have the motivation to move on.
The son who was watching the game next to him heard the content of the chat between the parents and suddenly said: "Mom, I saw someone write a novel on the Internet about this idea!"
The couple were very surprised: "Huh?"
"It's a web writer named'Lin Hai Ting Tao' who wrote this novel, and the protagonist is Dad." Qin Qi took advantage of the live broadcast of the game to enter a relatively calm stage, eloquently introduced to the parents. "Writing that Dad woke up on the second day of his retirement and found himself possessed by a young player of the same name from Anton Shining Star, and he became teammates with Hu, Huan, Wang, and Xiaoyu...with twenty Years old, but with the rich experience of a veteran, starting from the beginning of Anton Shining’s reserve team... Now it has been updated to Dad, you have been selected for the national team for the first time... The writing is good, and many people are chasing it. Update..."
Qin Lin and his wife Wang Yuan were dumbfounded.
He couldn't help asking: "I became a young man after I retired? What about myself? I mean I am not a coach anymore? What should I do when I meet me in Flashstar?"
The son opened his hands: "Lin Da said, you have passed through a parallel time and space. The time and space are the same as us here except you, but there is no player named Qin Lin at all. It is equivalent to you using this method. Make up for your regret, so that you can participate in the World Cup with Brother Hu and Brother Huan..."
Qin Lin thought for a while, unexpectedly felt that this setting was a bit... tempting.
He was about to ask his son what the name of the book was, when he heard a hint of chill in the voice of his wife next to him: "I said, how did your recent unit test score drop... It turns out that you don’t want to study hard all day long. Those messy novels are gone!"
Qin Qi also recovered, and he waved his hand quickly: "No, mom... listen to me to explain! I didn't read it, I listened to my classmates. They all know that my dad is Qin Lin... just introduce me. I wrote this book. How can I have time to read...I don't like reading novels..."
"Didn't read the novel? Then what is the reason for your decline in grades?" Wang Yuan stared at him with a scrutiny gaze, "Could it be...puppy love?"
Qin Qi was shocked: "Mom, what are you talking about!"
Qin Lin coughed: "It's alright, let's continue watching the game!"
When he said that, it would be hard to be a mother to trouble her son anymore, but he gave him a harsh look.
Qin Qi escaped from death, exhaled in his heart, sat quietly in the chair and watched the game, and never said a word again, for fear that it would draw her mother's hatred again.
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The episode that took place in the living room of a small villa in Jincheng has nothing to do with the competition in the capital city.
After leading by two goals, the Chinese team continued to attack.
Uzbekistan, which has fallen behind by two goals, is caught in a dilemma:
Either continue to shrink the defense and hope that the score will be terminated at 2:0, so that Uzbekistan can avoid losing more goals even though it loses the game and also conceded two goals. After all, it is now obvious that the momentum of the Chinese team has risen. It is not entirely hopeless that Uzbekistan, who lost two goals, will return to the home court, but if they lose three goals, the game can end early.
Either it is to fight hard, attack, and strive to score a goal~EbookFREE.me~ This can not only harvest valuable away goals, but also reduce the difference between the two sides to one goal. In the second round, Uzbekistan, who returned to the home court, could get more room to play.
Both options have pros and cons.
Head coach Rasulov must make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise, as time goes by, the Uzbekistan players on the field will be in chaos and do not know what to do.
That is the most dangerous time.
In the end, Rasulov made a choice-to shrink the defense, and strive to defend 0:2 and go home.
This is also because when he hesitated, the offensive of the Chinese team became more and more fierce.
After leading by two goals, the whole team played out and showed confidence, and they played more and more vigorously amidst the cheering of the sports fans.
Uzbekistan's defense line is under tremendous pressure.
If you still attack in this situation, you might lose another before the away goal is scored...
This time Uzbekistan has contracted more thoroughly, which is basically equivalent to putting a bus in front of the door.
In the end, it was indeed for them to keep the score until the end of the game.
"The game is over! The Chinese team defeated Uzbekistan 2-0 in the first round of the play-offs! A good start!"
He Feng struggled to raise the volume amidst the full cheers and said loudly:
"In the process of competing with Paraguay in the play-offs, we currently have the first-hand advantage. However, this is a two-round match after all. From this match alone, we cannot draw further conclusions. I hope that the Chinese team will be able to make further conclusions. Boys guard against arrogance and rashness, don't be arrogant, don't relax, keep on going! Walk a hundred miles and half ninety, don't think about how far you are from the World Cup, take every step as the first step!"
"Five days later, on October 14th, we will see you in Tashkent!"