August 11, 2012.

22 o'clock Beijing time.

15 p.m. London time.

The 80,000-person London Bowl, the London Olympic Stadium, is almost full, but it's a bit dreary.

The vast majority of the audience was of course local fans in the United Kingdom, and more than 60,000 Britons were originally full of joy that their national Olympic team could easily reach the finals with the help of the right time and place, so they ordered tickets on the Internet more than two months in advance, but they did not expect that the two teams that entered the final were 108,000 miles away from the United Kingdom......

If it weren't for the fact that the ticket could not be refunded, I am afraid that more than half of this stadium would be empty!

Well, since it cost more than a hundred pounds, let's enjoy an exhibition match where Brazil slaughtered the Chinese team......

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"Drop!"

Mark Clattenburg, a famous whistle from England, blew the whistle to start the match.

TV commentators from more than 180 countries and regions began their work at the same time:

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

"CCTV, CCTV, audience friends......"

"The Brazilian team wants to avenge us, Smecta!"

"The great generals wish their neighbor Smecta ......"

"Woohoo."

"Squeak, squeak."

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Lonshit lost to his opponent from the very beginning of the match.

He was completely deceived by Brazil captain Thiago Silva when it came to guessing the coin, and he had to give up the tee-off right.

As the whistle blew, Brazil's midfield rushed towards the Chinese team's half like a tide, while the Chinese team's midfield was like the semi-final, slowly retreating and tightly tied up the fence.

Compared with the 442 formation in the semifinals, Long Shute simply changed to 451 in this final, Zhang Chengdong, who had a good pass, changed to play as a fullback, and only Wu Lei was left on the forward line.

Neymar passed the ball back to the backfield and passed in front of Ronshette without looking.

Long Shute didn't look at him either, and the Chinese captain did not retreat to defend like in the previous game, but followed Wu Lei as an attacking central midfielder.

Silva crossed to a team-mate and Juan Jr. passed back to goalkeeper Gabriel, who in turn crossed diagonally to left wing-back Marcelo...... Football is passed quickly between the defenders of the Brazilian team, and no matter how fast Wu Lei and Long Shute are, it is impossible to break the football at this time.

"The guest who came to the studio today is Zhang Luzhang, who everyone is familiar with......"

In the final of the Olympic Games, a heavyweight game, of course, the person in charge of commenting can't be those hairy boys who are less than 30 years old, and Zhang Bin, the big guy of CCTV Sports Channel, is in charge himself:

"The players in the Brazilian team are generally delicate, and if you look at these passes after the opening, although they don't seem to be too technical, every pass seems so light, and they work together like peers...... Ay? ”

He had just praised two sentences when the Brazilian team made a major mistake!

Right wing-back Rafael...... actually passed the football directly to Wu Lei!

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Rafael, who is the main player of Manchester United, can't believe himself!

He couldn't even understand why he had made such a low-level mistake just now!

Captain Silva passed the ball and he could get a chance for either Romulo or Sunderland to kick forward......

However, a red figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision!

That figure was like a raging fire, burning his eyes with a burning sting!

Raphael saw the other party's face clearly for the first time!

Then his pupils contracted in an instant, and his brain went blank!

All he knew was who the other party was......

The No. 8 player of the Chinese team! Dragonsch!

As Ronshit stepped forward to scramble, a wave of unpleasant, even nightmarish memories flooded Raphael's mind!

It was late May a year ago, at Wembley's Stadium, and the guy was leading the Ajax ...... Completely destroy the Premier League overlord and Europe's top giants - Manchester United!

Raphael's feet couldn't help but tremble, and the football was inexplicably kicked to Wu Lei, who was close at hand!

Damn it!

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Wu Lei's brain was also blank.

Looking at Rafael's passing of football, he could only think about some kindergarten questions:

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

Why do I have a soccer ball under my feet when I stand here casually?

Could it be that the domineering spirit that has been dormant in my body for a long time has finally been practiced, and the opposing players want to bow and worship as soon as they see me?

Won't it ...... I'm really a genius?!

His eyes saw the look of surprise on the face of Brazilian defender Thiago Silva and goalkeeper Gabriel not far away, but his attention was drawn to the back of the net.

Kick it in?

Let's get a kick!

This is the ball I grabbed by myself...... Why can't it be used to jerk off?!

He mustered up the courage to take the ball forward slightly, and then flicked it out from 20 meters away from the goal, ready to open his bow and arrow!

Silva was shocked, he didn't think it was just a sliding tackle!

Of course, he didn't shovel towards Wu Lei's feet, as one of the top defenders in the world, he would not use violent means to hurt his opponent unless he had to.

He chose to turn himself into a moving city wall, and blocked the route of Wu Lei's shot!

As long as it's not a pick, he's confident that he can block all the opponent's shots!

"Boom!"

A huge concussion echoed in Silva's chest, and he was depressed and wanted to vomit, but he didn't have time.

With his hands on the turf, Silva paused from the slide, shook his head vigorously, shake off the dizziness he had just felt, and his first instinct was to look for the football.

"Oops! Wu Lei's shot was blocked by Silva desperately! If it weren't for Silva, it would have been a threat! ”

Zhang Bin regretted and admired again.

Zhang Lu smiled:

"I didn't expect it...... In front of the Chinese team's attack, a top player like Silva will also look so embarrassed......"

The football bounced back to Wu Lei's feet.

His faith was even stronger.

Sure enough, today is my lucky day!

One more shot...... I've been able to help the Chinese team make history!

"Wu Lei! Sideways! ”

Just as he adjusted his posture to get past Silva for his second shot, he heard a well-toned roar.

His scalp instantly tingled, and a cool breath rushed down his spine from the tail vertebrae to his head!

His brain was cold, and he remembered who he was!

I'm Wu Lei, a striker from a Chinese league club.

If it weren't for Captain Dragon, I wouldn't have been in the Olympics at all, let alone start in the final!

Yes, my role is not to score, but to mess up the Brazilian backline!

Sideways?

Let's pass it on!

His right foot disobeyed the brain's initial command, and he went from a position of preparing to shoot to a sideways push!

The soccer ball rolled over the top of the penalty area!

Silva stretched her feet, but didn't touch anything!

There's no way he'll be able to touch it!

He could only half-kneel on the line of the forbidden area, watching the fierce flames roll up the strongest storm on the line of the big forbidden area!

"Bang!"

Flames explode in front of the door!

There were cannonballs roaring towards the goal!

Gabriel, who is worth 500,000 euros, stretched out his hand in vain, but was mercilessly blown away by the gale that was rolled up by the cannonballs!

"Whoa......

A short whistle sounded over the Olympic stadium.

Clattenburg nodded slightly to the Chinese team, and then waved his finger to the center circle in the distance!

The goal is valid, 1-0!