"Roar, this is lore! Lore!! It's Reimaa again! It's him again!! As long as he is there, Portugal at a critical moment really can't be provoked! O God, he once again single-handedly saved Portugal! Unbelievable, thank God, Portuguese, for He has born a natural victor into your kingdom."

Just now, there are still many people who question Portugal's tactical strategy, believing that it is too risky and not calm enough. But at this moment, these voices have been like bullshit, and they have disappeared in the air. There may still be some stench, but no one pretends to smell it and leaves it behind. Instead, they chanted the praises of Lao Lei and Portugal, praising the stunning goal as a reward for the brave, who showed unparalleled courage

Well, these bullshit things have long been the norm in football anyway, so let's ignore them for the time being. On the pitch here, not to mention Lao Lei, who was still pressed under his teammates for the time being, Zidane was holding the football and running towards the center circle with a solemn face. Sometimes, I really have to say that some people are born leaders, born to be the aspirations of all people, such as Zidane at this moment.

When what he did at this moment came into the world's sight, the Frenchman, who had just been dead and silent, was suddenly reborn at this moment, and it was not the kind of return to the light, but the kind of vitality like grass breaking through the soil. Chasing the back of Zidane's running, the flame of hope and fighting spirit began to burn in the eyes of the French players, burning the ashes and losses that had just been burned to ashes.

This bald man brought them a World Cup and a European Cup, and he could have retired a long time ago. However, under the expectation of the people, he chose to re-compete in this World Cup. At an age when he is about to retire. With that alone, there was no reason for them to want to follow behind this man. Because this is the only leader and pioneer of their time, no one can compare.

At this moment, even Vieira, Henry and others, who originally challenged Zidane's status and had bad friends, were also willing to accept it. Perhaps, at this time, there will be the same sentence floating in their hearts, 'It is their great misfortune to be born in the same era as him, and it is also their great luck'.

Somehow, anyway. The fighting spirit that had been extinguished seemed to suddenly return to them at this moment, and they were willing to gamble everything to follow this man and fight him again, even if there were only 2 minutes left. Although it takes a miracle to do it, they are willing to believe that with the man named Zidane, the miracle will come naturally.

On the other hand, Zidane's mentality at this time is not the same as Lao Lei just now, he must win. I don't give up or anything if I want to die for this. Perhaps the ultimate purpose and rhetoric are similar, but the substance is slightly insufficient. Victory is more like an incidental trophy for him now, and his main purpose is just to sprint and fall. Die on the way to sprint and fight for victory.

In the final minutes of his possible career, he didn't want to stay where he was and come to an end with a defeated, gestured attitude. He wanted to go back to when he was younger, when he was in high spirits. Unwilling to admit defeat and high-spirited pursuit of victory. If you can take such a posture, you can draw an end to your career. This is a great satisfaction for Zidane at this moment. As for victory, it is secondary. Although the words are a bit mysterious, this is the greatest expectation that Zidane, a veteran who is about to retire, has at this time.

I have to say that just like the touching and heartfelt famous saying of American five-star General MacArthur that 'veterans never die, but just fade away', Zidane's actions and mentality at this time also have a heroic and touching power. If Lao Lei, who had just scored a goal, was like a savior, causing everyone to go crazy and sad, then at this moment, Zidane just used his back to make everyone fall for it, which is the unique power of time and history.

One day in the future, Lao Lei will also have this day, but that time is too far away from him now. At that time, he may have been in the wane, but at this moment he is in his prime, and it is a great time to make contributions, and there is really a world of difference between the two. But this does not prevent Lao Lei from understanding and understanding Zidane's mentality at this moment, and he was moved by it.

Looking up and seeing the French fans who suddenly regained their vitality, it was as if they had been reborn by the immortal spell, and Lao Lei, who was still immersed in the ecstasy of the lore, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when he looked back, Zidane's back was impressive. The saying that heroes cherish heroes may be because they are too hypocritical, but it turns out that Lao Lei is actually not in his ears. But at this moment, he felt that this sentence was very good. Because, at this moment, he suddenly understood Zidane's state of mind, although he only saw his back, not even his face, but he just understood.

A wave of impulse, a wave of passion, at this moment, suddenly like an old brew, fiery spread in Lao Lei's heart. Then, he drove Lao Lei to make an action that he would only make when he was drunk. If it was in the past, Lao Lei might be as slow as he could at this moment, as slow as he walked back, even if others booed the sky, he didn't care, but would show you happily, it would not make you angry half to death. But this time, he changed his mind. Only this time, he wanted to put aside the victory and just do something for Zidane, an admirable veteran. If you don't ask for anything else, you just refer to a peace of mind.

"Go back, go back, guys!" After greeting his teammates who were still celebrating, he began to chase after Zidane's back with the French players at the fastest speed he could run at the moment in everyone's stunned eyes. What kind of god is this?! Not to mention the fans and players, even the head coach on duty who just wanted to spend his strength to dissuade Lao Lei and others from celebrating, also made a funny gesture, like a wax figure on the court.

Then they quickly came to their senses, and together they began to run to their rightful places, each in his place. For a while, the gains and losses in the stadium were a little less, and the pungent smell of gunpowder was reduced. At this moment. Whether it is victory or defeat, or Lao Lei seems to have become a supporting role. Only the bald man in the French number 10 jersey is the protagonist. Fight to the death. Winning or losing, at this moment is no longer the main theme of this game, sending this man on the last ride.

"Hi, Qizu." In the end, he is young and powerful, and soon after Zidane put the football in the middle point, Lao Lei ran in front of him. Moreover, what he saw was really what he imagined, still with a calm face. Although Zidane's eyes had a burning power, Lao Lei could feel it. This is not what a person who wants to win should have. If it is said to be an unruly fighting spirit, it is more accurate to say that it is fearless and calm.

After listening to Lao Lei's words, Zidane just glanced at him, then turned his head back to his position and did not reply. Thanks to Lao Lei's sudden 'convulsion' performance, Portugal's celebration time did not last long, and it was finally able to give Zidane the last two minutes of his career. Of course, this is when France does not work a miracle.

However, judging by the facts. The French team did not have a chance to make a miracle, at least tonight. Although French players and fans are greatly encouraged because of Zidane, after all, time is too limited. The Red Devils' Camp Nou miracle night didn't look like a repeat for France. Under the steady defense of the Portuguese players, although the French team's attack seemed to be huge, it was helpless for the Portuguese defense for a while.

In this process of going back and forth. The clock soon defied the prayers of the crowd and came to the last few tens of seconds of stoppage time. At this time. It just happened to be Zidane holding the ball, and it happened to be Lao Lei defending. In the dark, it seems that there is really a destiny. The two looked at each other meaningfully, and then began their last direct conversation as professional players, and it was not about who won or lost, just a perfect process.

From an objective point of view, it wasn't a perfect matchup. Not to mention that Lao Lei was already panting for breath at this time, and he was in the state of the end of the crossbow, and Zidane had already weakened under his feet, and he couldn't do his signature calm and elegant technical movements. At this moment, he can still stand on the court, which is a very difficult thing in itself.

In a rather awkward slow motion, Zidane began the last dribbling dribble of his career. And the result is naturally a failure, although Lao Lei's physical strength has entered a bottleneck, but compared with Zidane, I don't know how much. Seeing the opponent's technical movements, which were almost as slow as turtle speed, Lao Lei was also unceremoniously, and at the moment when Zidane pulled the ball horizontally, he immediately strode forward and grabbed it. Admiration is admiration, but his subordinates will never show mercy, even if it seems a little too unsentimental, but this is the concept of Lao Lei, and he believes that this should also be Zidane's philosophy.

Seeing Lao Lei reaching over, Zidane did not intend to rest on his laurels, he just stretched out his left foot to pull the ball and turn around to make his trademark Marseille maneuver. But just when his left foot touched the football, he suddenly found that his feet were no longer strong, let alone pulling the ball and turning around, even if he took a few steps, he needed to slow down. Old! With this rather sad and helpless sigh, Zidane did not try to force anything, and watched Lao Lei accurately stab the football under his feet with a very calm attitude, and then heard the referee's crisp whistle

It's over! Lost!! There are losses and regrets, but more than that, they are calm and satisfied, ending their careers with such a posture and taking the last step with their weak feet, which is enough for Zidane at this moment.

"Goodbye, Qi Zu!" Looking at Zidane, who still looked calm and calm, Lao Lei, who admired him, sent his last goodbye.

Then, because Zidane himself also liked to collect the jersey on him at this time, Lao Lei's proposal to change the jersey was also rejected by him after smiling slightly.

After generously wishing Lao Lei the victory, Zidane calmly turned his head away with a smile, to comfort his teammates, to say goodbye to Figo and other old friends, to thank the applause of the fans, this is his time, he has a lot to do.

Looking at Zidane, who received a standing ovation from the fans, Lao Lei suddenly felt a little jealous inexplicably, this can be regarded as the most glorious moment for a player.

However, he then changed his mind and felt

If only it were all boos

Well, yes, this one is better (to be continued......)