Nine and a half

Chapter 221 Daily Transition (National Football Team Story)
"Fahani blew the whistle to end the game!"

"2015 Asian Cup Champion, China!!!"

"This is the first time that Chinese football has won the Asian Cup. We have witnessed history!"

"Gao Qi completed a great four-goal performance on the final stage. The sharpest sword in the East cut through the long dark night!"

"14 goals in a single tournament! An unprecedented record!"

"For the first time, the Asian Cup has our name on it."

The commentator's voice was choked.

After many years of waiting, Chinese football finally won the championship of a major international tournament for the first time.

The wind originates from the earth and rises from the end of the green.

"Gao Qi opened a new era for Chinese football."

"At this moment, Sydney's fireworks are lit for him."

"It seems as if the whole world is calling Gao Qi's name."

"The great Chinese striker did not fall on the road of pursuing his dream."

"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles away!"

All the pride of Korean fans was shattered.

The first time they faced the Chinese team, they felt despair and powerlessness.

Asia's strongest shield was blown to pieces.

There were waves of crying.

There is no reluctance, only fear.

Son Heung-min burst into tears and was helped off the field by two assistant coaches.

Li Tingxie looked at the vast red sea and found that the way the Chinese fans looked at Gao Qi was like the people of the peninsula seeing the sun.

Stillik clenched his fists and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

I silently pray that we won’t meet the Chinese team in the future Asian qualifiers.

The green field turned into a sea of ​​red.

The five-star red flag flutters in the wind.

Huaguo No. 9 was lifted up by the crowd, and his figure kept rising and falling.

"Gao Qi!!!"

"Gao Qi!!!"

Everyone was shouting the hero's name excitedly.

A hero of Chinese football.

One person carries the team to the top of Asia.

Perrin punched and shouted wildly.

Translator Zhao and assistant coach Li cried with joy. Only Chinese fans can truly feel the preciousness of this moment.

Hao Junmin squeezed in the center of the crowd and carefully stretched out his hand to support Gao Qi who was falling.

Afraid of anything going wrong.

In this Asian Cup, he became the assist king and experienced the joy of Florenzi.

Sydney Stadium, fireworks are brilliant.

The Eternal City Far Away.

Totti, De Rossi, Florenzi, and Roma fans were sincerely happy for Gao Qi's victory.

"Gao severely ravaged the Korean team!"

"I thought Gao would never be able to win a trophy in a major national team competition in his lifetime!"

Florenzi looked expectant: "I hope Gao can step onto the World Cup stage."

De Rossi's face darkened: "We must first focus on whether Italy can enter the 18 World Cup"

The far east.

Chinese fans were overjoyed.

Everything that happened on the TV screen seemed so unreal: the green field was packed with compatriots wearing red jerseys, even the spacious runway was filled with red flags, and the spotlights illuminated the red smoke.

And the song that evokes people's deep feelings for their country and family.

Asian Cup champion.

The first international trophy in Chinese football history.

Gao Qi, who fought for his country, fulfilled the expectations of many people.

Media from various channels are working hard to present the highlights of China's No. 9's goals.

The busy crowd stopped under the big screen of the shopping mall.

The customers in the restaurant put down their chopsticks.

The wet fingers of the business KTV trembled as they touched the wine glass. The steps of the door-to-door publicity work stopped.

The radio in the security booth was flapping excitedly.

Everyone thought of one word at the same time: hero.

After this night, Gao Qi's name was destined to be at the forefront of China's sports history.

The carnival gradually died down and the momentum gradually subsided.

The fans returned to the stands.

The Sydney Stadium, where the fairy tale of Chinese football is written, has already set up the podium.

With applause.

Gao Qi put on his clothes and sneakers and led the Chinese team out of the passage again.

The AFC officials were all beaming with joy, as if they had seen a river of wealth flowing.
"Gao Qi climbed up the steps."

"It means that our football career has reached a new level."

Standing at the front row of the podium are the big leaders.

The leader loves football very much.

He smiled kindly, held Gao Qi's hand tightly, and said a few words of encouragement.

Click.

The spotlight flashes.

Gao Qi lowered his head slightly and was awarded the medal.

The second award presenter was a representative who came specifically to cheer for the South Korean team: Keiko Takagi.

"Xiao Gao, your courage on the field reminds me of my father."

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There's more sun over there.

Gao Qi didn't care too much.

"The best goalkeeper of the 2015 Asian Cup, Jin Jinxian!"

South Korean Xiao Jin's cheeks turned red and he held up the golden gloves shyly.

Although we conceded four goals tonight.

But before the final, they had not conceded a single goal and the award did not cause much controversy.

Gun salutes fired.

Confetti flew up into the sky, as if it was raining golden rain.

The national football players gathered on the podium.

Gao Qi stood in the middle, holding the trophy.

One.

two.

three.

The silver trophy was held high.

Photographers pressed the shutter button frantically.

"2015 Asian Cup Champion, China!"

"The best player of the 2015 Asian Cup, Gao Qi!"

"2015 Asian Cup Golden Boot, Gao Qi!"

Studio.
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[The wind and sand in Sydney were so strong that they blew the golf king's eyes red, and they also blew mine red. ]
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[A true hero, carrying the national football team to win the championship alone and making history. 】
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[14 goals in a single Asian Cup, four goals against the strongest defense in Asia! Perhaps only Gao Qi himself can break these feats and records. ]
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[This year's college entrance examination reading comprehension questions are likely to be related to Gao Qi. ]
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[I have assigned my nephew an extra winter vacation homework titled "Gao Qi, the soccer king in the eyes of the Chinese people."]
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[Half a month ago I said I would confess my feelings to Gao Qi when the Chinese national football team won the championship. I just went to confess my feelings but was rejected. She said I didn’t have the same high spirits as Gao Qi.]
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[The five-star red flag flutters in the wind~]
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[We can firmly believe that Gao Qi will take us to Russia! ]

After a long time.

The dust has settled.

Gao Qi waved goodbye to the reluctant Chinese fans.

Approach the passage.

Perrin climbed onto his shoulder and chattered about the upcoming national team schedule.

Translator Zhao said at the same time: "The Chinese national football team's next 40 opponents in the Asian qualifiers are all very weak, Hong Kong, Maldives, Bhutan. We will easily deal with them. You should focus on fighting for Manchester City in the Champions League and the Premier League on multiple fronts."

The upcoming schedule of the Premier League is very scary, with three games a week and four games a week. If the Chinese national team has to call up superstars to play against weak teams, even an iron man would not be able to handle it.

One aspect is physical fitness.

On the one hand, there is jet lag from flying back and forth.

Gao Qi thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Assistant Coach Li blew his bangs and made a rare joke: "If we can't even qualify for the top 40 of the Asian Qualifiers, all of our coaching staff should get out."

(End of this chapter)