Liu Jianhong let out a long sigh: "It is very unfortunate that the Chinese Olympic team got some good scoring opportunities in the opening less than 20 minutes, but failed to score, but was seized by the powerful Brazilian Olympic team, and scored a goal by the famous Diego, which was very unfavorable." However, the only thing that gave us good luck was that Belgium and New Zealand were still in a stalemate, with neither side scoring a goal. ”

Zhang Lu also affirmed the performance of the Chinese Olympic team: "After all, it is a remnant of the army, this goal just now, the Chinese Olympic team's untidy personnel in the back line is still exposed, Han Peng has always been just a striker after all, if you simply carry out the position of the post defense or one-on-one marking defense, Han Peng may still have a certain advantage, but this kind of defense in the sports war, Han Peng may not be able to find the feeling at once, besides, after all, the opponent is Brazil!" ”

Seeing the National Olympic team members on the field drooping their heads and restarting the game, as if the defeat had been decided, Yin Tiesheng, as the executive head coach, still couldn't sit still, and immediately stood up and stood on the sidelines: "Cheer me up!" What about the momentum of the reversal! Catch up with the momentum! Where are they gone? When did you take the lead, but didn't we all chase it back? ”

Yin Tiesheng rarely makes such a long speech directly in the game, and he can't help shouting this time, and there is really no one who can cheer for the team on his behalf. And Li Weifeng also temporarily got rid of the self-blame for a little mistake, and shouted a few times according to the coach's meaning: "Okay, the game is still very early." Come on, everyone! ”

Just when Yin Tiesheng and Li Weifeng issued the order to cheer, most of the team was still looking at the back of the 13th, because at this time. Only this person is the one who can really bring confidence and liliang to the Chinese Olympic team, not the two who are shouting at the moment.

"Han Sen finally faltered." Li Xinran held his chin with both hands, propped his elbows on his thighs, and watched the situation on the field with great attention, "I have never seen Han Sen waver and helpless like today in a game. ”

"It's only been 20 minutes. Han Sen is ready to give up? Wei Miao said in surprise on the side, although Xu Yun didn't show any expression, she was also pricking up her ears to listen to Li Xinran's comments.

Li Xinran sighed: "You said it easily. You take such a group of people to play the Brazilian Olympic team, this is not a match at the same level at all, Han Sen has the eyesight, he knows. Even if you can score 10 goals by relying on one person in front. The Brazilian Olympic team is likely to score 11 goals in the back, and no matter how they play, it is a losing word. ”

Wei Miao opened her mouth and stammered: "Then what should I do?" Isn't it still said on TV and in the newspapers that a draw will lead to qualifying? ”

Li Xinran waved his hand: "Tie a fart, do you look like you can tie it?" The most direct thing is to count on New Zealand to draw with Belgium, so that there is no need to feel bad. ”

Due to the double blow of physical discomfort and psychological vacillation, Han Sen had no bright spots after the restart, and after losing Han Sen's large-scale coverage in the frontcourt, Jiang Ning, a player who was not outstanding in personal ability, suddenly lost his support. disappeared on the field, leaving only Dong Fangzhuo, who had no speed, to fight alone in the front court. Repeatedly hit a wall.

"Dude! What's the matter, let people cook it? After Dong Fangzhuo failed to break through and take the ball out of the bottom line, he passed by Han Sen when he retreated to the half, and hurriedly asked Han Sen with beads of sweat on his face, "Why do you look so sloppy?" ”

Han Sen also looked at the backline of the Brazilian Olympic team's kick kick a little blankly, and shook his head a little: "Zhuozi, do you think we can win?" ”

Dong Fangzhuo was dumbfounded: "Dare to love you think you can't win this game!" Since you started playing football, have you thought that you are where you are today? Have you ever thought about joining La Liga? Have you ever thought about scoring a goal for Real Madrid? Have you ever thought that if you enter the Olympic team, there will be a day when you will face Brazil to challenge Ronaldo? ”

Dong Fangzhuo's machine-gun-like questioning made Han Sen stammer: "This ...... I probably didn't have ......"

Dong Fangzhuo sneered: "I have!" I have thought about what I just said since I was playing, I want to join the giants, I want to enter the national team, and I want to represent Chinese football in the Shijie tournament to score a goal that will go down in history! ”

This time, Han Sen looked at Dong Fangzhuo dumbfounded, Dong Fangzhuo turned around, gave Han Sen a big No. 17 back, and left Zuihou with a sentence: "Moreover, I did it!" ”

Dong Fangzhuo's words, instantly like a fuse, ignited Han Sen's memory, from the moment he bowed to Du Yi and others in the stadium VIP room in Shenzhen and chose to go to professional football, he did not have any lofty ideals and great ambitions, he wanted to win every game for the team to win every victory, and then this primitive motivation made him the best player in the second league, so that Xu Genbao's Shanghai East Asia looked at him differently, and let him score a hat trick in front of Barcelona, It made him soar after landing in Mallorca, and let him go all the way up in the national Olympic team until now. Then, now when Dong Fangzhuo told himself that his aspirations and ideals were still very weak, and he was not even as firm as this person who had always been next to him like a junior brother in his class, Han Sen was indeed a little stunned.

Suddenly, the entire Olympic Sports Center Stadium in Qinhuangdao became chaotic in front of him, and all the things within his sight turned into sharpened lines and waved, and a strong nausea accompanied by the strange smell that the team doctor had smelled for himself before the opening was churning out from his stomach, Han Sen couldn't hold on, supported his waist with both hands, and just stood and leaned over on the lawn and vomited, and some of the dry fried noodles that he had simply eaten in the evening were vomited almost intact and undigested.

Seeing this, the referee quickly stopped the game and let the team doctor and staff enter. Dong Fangzhuo also hurriedly stopped squeezing Han Sen, but came forward with Jiang Ning to help Han Sen walk to the sidelines to be checked by the team doctor, and the cleaning staff in the field also hurriedly cleaned up, but this kind of scene of vomiting in the game of players is not common, you said that kind of dustpan broom or something, the green field is not common, the cleaning staff directly drove the cleaning electric car used for cleaning the field into the field, and the game was only suspended.

Yin Tiesheng hurriedly looked at what other players could be replaced on the sidelines in order to deal with Han Sen's inability to play, while Wang Yiming came over and asked, "What's wrong, Han Sen?" Upset stomach? What else is uncomfortable? ”

Han Sen waved his hand, still supporting his knees with both hands, the person was half-bent there, silent, Wang Yiming was suddenly a little worried, now Han Sen won't have any big problems! I saw Han Sen suddenly straighten up for a while, his face was extremely ruddy because of the poor blood flow caused by bending over for a long time, and I saw Han Sen say refreshedly: "No, it's much more comfortable after vomiting, it's really comfortable." ”

Wang Yiming, team doctor: "......"

"Yo, did Han Sen eat something bad, why did he vomit?" Han Sen's relatives and friends in the stands under the field stretched their necks to watch, and it was rare for fans to see such a scene, and there were many discussions, and Xu Yun was also very worried.

Li Xinran said on the side: "It is estimated that it is not heat stroke, or stomach discomfort, where is there vomiting from heat stroke, does Han Sen have this medical history?" ”

Xu Yun said casually: "How do I know, I don't live with him as long as you have together!" ”

Han Sen's mother took over smartly on the side: "Yes! When Han Sen was in middle school, he had to have a diarrhea every year in winter, which was like his father. ”

Liu Jianhong said in the commentary seat: "We saw that Han Sen of the Chinese Olympic team vomited in the game, without confrontation and without any fierce fighting, and it seems that there is some physical discomfort, I don't know if I can continue to play, and due to the cleaning of the stadium, the game was temporarily suspended." ”

Zhang Lu's eyes were sharp: "It's okay, Han Sen is ready to play." ”

Liu Jianhong also said happily: "Yes, Han Sen also jumped on the sidelines a few times in a row, as if to show everyone that there is no problem with his body and reassure everyone." ”

And after Han Sen finally got rid of his physical discomfort, he also made waves in his heart because of Dong Fangzhuo's words, a physical relief accompanied by psychological pressure came suddenly, he stood on the sidelines, waiting for the referee's order to play, at the same time, facing Dong Fangzhuo, Li Weifeng and other teammates, facing Ronaldinho, Pato, Diego and other opponents, facing the expectations of 30,000 people on the scene, 100,000 people outside the field and even hundreds of millions of people in China, he silently said in his heart: I'm back! (To be continued......)