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Chapter 663 Winners and Losers
Chapter 663 Winners and Losers
CCTV reporter reporting in Madrid
Reporting from Rio.
Reporting from Buenos Aires.
Reporting from Rome.
This used to be the melody of the World Cup that we were familiar with. We always saw a city turn into a sea of joy after someone won the game.
But this time it is not needed. From the beginning of the game, reporters have been guarding the largest fan square in the capital. There is a large outdoor screen, which can satisfy hundreds of thousands of people watching the game at the same time.
When the game progressed to 92 minutes, England scored a goal, and the entire square was dead silent.
And 1 minute later, the situation changed suddenly, everyone waved their fists, and they all rushed to vent their inner excitement.
The game entered overtime, and the scene was still very quiet. Even if the Chinese team scored a goal first, it did not relieve the tension and anxiety on the scene. Until the moment the referee blew the final whistle, the fans were completely boiling.
The location reporter immediately stopped a fan brother, "Tell me, how do you feel now?"
The little brother clutched his left chest, "I'm about to have a heart attack."
"Hahaha, are you so nervous?"
"Really, the girl next to me was a stranger at the game just now, but in overtime, she scratched me hard."
"Hahaha, did you get to know each other, add a WeChat or something?"
"I thought about it, but there were too many people, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye."
"Last question, do you want to go to Moscow to watch the final?"
"I think so, but I probably can't buy a ticket."
"Suppose you can buy a ticket, but the boss won't let you go, what should you do?"
The little brother said proudly: "Then I will fire the boss!"
*****
In the stadium, the fans of the Three Lions are still unwilling. In the previous competitions, the fans hated iron and steel, but not this time. There is no anger in everyone's heart, only regret.
A few fans are still singing and dancing. They are already very happy to reach the semi-finals. These are fans with a relatively good mentality.
There are also some fans who are crying silently, but anyway, the organizing committee is finally relieved that the Englishman is finally going home.
The BBC commentary also choked up, "Harry Kane, Vardy, Danny Rose... Let us remember them, this is only their first World Cup, they are very young, we will see them again in 2022, and it will be a more mature Three Lions."
"In the end, I very, very hope that the FA will keep Ranieri. He is the most suitable head coach for England. He understands English football. Please. The commentator repeated this word N times, as if begging for something."
Henderson seemed to be looking for something. When he saw Zhou Dun, he still hesitated and walked up.
"Congratulations, you guys are doing better."
Zhou Dun smiled slightly: "No, we are just luckier."
Henderson didn't say anything, he also smiled, the two exchanged jerseys, the two strong men folded their hands together, the hero cherishes the hero.
Mu Fei rushed into the court, the game was over, and he was free again, "Hahaha, my friends, I'm so proud of you."
"Where are these idlers waiting, where are the security guards?" Geng Chong said with a smile.
"Fuck, there are no adults at home, right?"
Fang Suo said: "Without Mu Fei, we have performed very well. It seems that Mu Fei is not important at all."
"Hey, if I was there, the problem would be solved within 90 minutes, what extra time is needed."
"Ha ha ha ha."
*****
Ranieri, who was speechless all the way after the game, still did not escape the reporters in the mixed interview area. The old man seemed to be much older and his face was ugly.
"Unfortunately, England played better, but we lost the game," said the English reporter.
Ranieri puffed his mouth and took a breath: "It's really a pity, we are only tens of seconds away from victory, but this is football, there is no way."
"Are you going to leave? As an Englishman, I really want you to stay."
"It's not up to me, look at the news from the FA, but after the World Cup I will rest."
When Li Guo appeared in the mixed interview area, the crowd was visibly agitated. After all, the football world is still very realistic, and the protagonists are the finalists.
"I, me, me!"
Dozens of hands raised up at once, and Li Guo didn't know who to choose, since everyone has the right to speak, so he can't afford to offend.
"You, you are the most beautiful."
It was a Spanish female reporter who got the question, "Li Guo, first of all congratulations on your miracle."
Li Guo smiled and nodded.
"After the Chinese team fell behind, you immediately changed players and added four forwards. Thinking about it now, do you think it is crazy?"
"Of course, that's not a regular tactic in a football game. You won't be taught to do it in the coaching course, but it's the survival instinct of human beings. Just like you may not be able to outrun Bolt, but you can outrun a tiger, because the tiger will eat you."
Li Guo's humorous answer amused the reporters at the scene, and then Li Guo gave a man the opportunity to ask questions.
"Hi, I'm from Argentina, Germany and France? Who would you rather meet?"
"They're all about the same. They're all very strong."
"Another simple question, will you watch the semi-finals tomorrow?"
"of course."
Coincidentally, Li Guo's last chance to ask questions happened to be given to a German female reporter.
The female reporter greeted: "Li Guo, do you still remember me? I interviewed you when you were still in Leverkusen."
Li Guo shook his head, "Sorry, I don't remember."
"According to the information I got, you seldom show up in the training of the Chinese team recently, and your assistant coach is leading the team. What happened?"
Li Guo's heart skipped a beat, and he thought: "Sure enough, the German media is still the most professional, just like their national character."
Li Guo quickly brainstormed, this problem must be covered up skillfully, otherwise something will happen, especially at such a critical moment.
"In fact, the tactical drills have been completed in China. A mature team's training is to follow the process. I don't need to yell at the side. If you ask Love, he must have the same answer."
*****
When leaving the stadium, Li Guo glanced at the fans outside the stadium through the window of the bus. The Chinese fans left one after another, very happy.
"I can't believe it, I only have the last game in the national football team."
It has been more than 10 years, and today, the mood is also very complicated, a bit like losing something.
On the bus, the players sang and danced, especially Mu Fei, who was singing "I Will Love You When I Die", but unlike the others, Mu Fei deliberately broke the sound.
In the joy, no one noticed Li Guo who was secretly sad in the corner.
(End of this chapter)