Vol 5 Chapter 383: The strong wind rolls the rainbow (3)

South African President Zuma, FIFA President Blatter, Chinese Ambassador Zhong Jianhua, and Chinese Football Association Chairman Yan Shiduo all sat on the VIP table together. Zuma was in the center, Blatter and Zhong Jianhua accompanied him, and Yan Shiduo sat beside Blatter.
The CCTV reporter who accompanied the Chinese team was given a 5-minute interview before the game. The interviewees were the national team assistant coach Fan Zhiyi and player Zhao Xuri. Lao Gao and Wang Ai didn't appear on the scene this time. Lao Gao was struggling to speak, so let Lao Fan go. Wang Ai wanted Zhao Xuri to exercise.
Fans all over the country always look at him, and he is afraid that everyone will get tired of watching him. Besides, he doesn't need to appear in front of the audience all the time to increase his popularity. The Chinese market has already dig out his stalls. No matter how high his reputation is, he will not be more famous. On the contrary, his brothers need to show their faces more.
Wang Ai didn’t care about what he talked about. He was also raised by Old Gao Er in the locker room after the pre-match preparations:
South Africa is the host, and the strength is still a little bit. Maybe you don’t care about the rules. You have to be careful not to get injured. And your European professional league situation is different."
Wang Ai nodded earnestly. The host has always been brave and can get a certain tolerance from the referee. The African teams don't care too much about the rules, so you have to be careful.
The South African team's uniform is yellow today, and the Chinese team chose red. The style of the jersey has improved a lot than before, and it is no longer the kind of loose school uniform. Although it is almost compared with the best, it has improved a lot.
Under the guidance of the staff, everyone walked out of the locker room and lined up separately. There was a whistle in front. Under the "welcome" of tens of thousands of South African fans singing and dancing, everyone walked out of the stadium and heard a few Chinese shouts. It turned out that more than two thousand Chinese people also came to the scene. Most of them were organized by Chinese-funded enterprises in South Africa, and very few came from China.
The cost of travel is too high, and the Chinese in this era are not used to traveling across the oceans in large quantities to cheer for the national team.
The two sides lined up and played the national anthems of the two countries respectively. Then the Chinese team in the red jersey walked in front of the South African team in the yellow jersey and shook hands. Then the captains of both sides guessed the side.
The pointers on the audience's watch slowly moved to exactly 16:00 in the afternoon. The referee in black made a whistle, and Wang Ai pushed his feet, and the silver and black footballs rolled to Bai Guanghai's feet.
The voice of "Wow, Ullala" rose in the stadium.
The one-and-a-half-foot-long Vuvuzela made its debut in the South African stadium! It was from this Confederations Cup that South African fans noticed this amazing loud speaker, and then carried forward it in the World Cup next year: the noisy national teams could not hear the command and could not sleep!
The high quality and low price of Chinese products combined with the lung capacity of the South Africans force future fans to prepare headphones for watching games.
Fortunately, only one percent of the fans in the stands prepared for this. Most of them sang and sang together, showing the optimistic nature of blacks to the fullest.
After the opening, regardless of how excited the Taishan fans were, the players were more cautious. Most of the players stayed in their own half, and once the opponent launched an attack, they retreated quickly. Through tactical encounters again and again, the players and coaches of both sides are also adapting to the opponent's players and coaches.
In the first 5 minutes, neither side formed a threatening offensive, and repeated organization and destruction in the midfield constituted the mainstream.
Gradually, both sides have an intuitive understanding of their opponents.
In the eyes of the South African team players, the Chinese team is physically strong, passes the ball accurately, and cooperates well, but there is not much fighting spirit; in the eyes of the Chinese team players, the situation of the South African team is generally the same as that observed before the game, with good personal skills and rough cooperation. , Running fast and resetting quickly, but unexpectedly, the body resistance ability is average. In the few collisions, the South African team suffered a loss, and they were not strong men like Wang Ai and Zhao Xuri.
Lao Gao watched on the sidelines for a few minutes and turned around and sat in a chair. Li Bing whispered, "How do you feel?"
The old man didn't turn around and replied in a low voice: "That's it."
High in the stands, South African President Zuma spoke, accompanied by the Chinese ambassador. And Blatter, who looked at the old ball, looked relaxed, and chatted with the smiling Yan Shiduo through the translator Kang Si.
This year's Confederations Cup, next year's World Cup, how the Chinese team performs will directly affect the bid for hosting rights in 2018 or 2022.
The game went on for a few more minutes. Yuan Weiwei tripped over the opponent during a defense and was a little bit painful. The team doctor hurried to the field.
"How come these people are like antelopes, they are light and they can jump." Zheng Zhi vomited.
"Yeah." Wang Ai crouched: "Brother Zhi, do you think we should pass the ball to mobilize them to make them tired earlier, or fight a positional battle?"
Chen Tao and the others also saw that, in their minds, the boss was a well-deserved captain, but he was more of a spiritual leader and vanguard than a commander.
Zheng Zhi frowned: "Let's combine the two. Our midfielder's multiple passes try to mobilize them. You have to seize the opportunity from the front. What do you think Bai Ge?"
Although Lao Bai is a ridiculous bald, he also got serious at this time and thought for a while: "I stand, Xiao Wanger, you run more."
At this time, Yuan Weiwei had already stood up, and everyone knew what they were doing and dispersed.
After the kick-off, the Chinese team's style of play quietly changed. If it is said that the Chinese team is testing a few minutes before the opening, then it will become more targeted on the basis of understanding the situation.
Chen Tao's position appropriately retracted, Zhao Xuri and Zhou Haibin appropriately moved closer, Zheng Zhi appropriately advanced, and the distance between the four midfielders became closer, while the two full-backs Zhang Yonghai and Guo Liang also moved closer. In addition, Wang Ai's position also retreated appropriately from the top of the penalty area arc.
Football began to pass intensively under the feet of the Chinese team. Although there were many mistakes, such as being destroyed by the sudden interception of the light South African players, the overall play style has become clear.
On the contrary, the South African team did not make any obvious changes. It was still the individual agile and group dull style of play. Even if the steal was successful, it was quickly counter-robbed by the Chinese team. Brazil coach Santana even sat firmly on the coach's bench without issuing any orders.
Yan Shiduo's smile in the upper part of the stand became stronger, and the conversation with Blatter became more confident.
At this moment, at ten o'clock in the night in Beijing, the big leader who was "advised" by Wang Ai not to stay up all night and pay attention to his body, also smiled while holding a tea cup, "stubborn" watching TV and watching live broadcasts with a group of people.
Ten o'clock, isn't it late in the night? It's not like staying up late.