Godfather of national football

Chapter 672 Peak
At night, a beam of light shot up into the sky, piercing the sky, and then the beam of light exploded in the air, bringing everything back to reality.

This is the most popular virtual reality technology nowadays. After the beam of light exploded, the camera returned to the Luzhniki Stadium.

At this time in the stadium, all the spectators turned on the lights of their mobile phones, and thousands of lights were flickering, as if bringing people into the Milky Way.

Finally, a white subtitle appeared on the big screen—are`your`ready.

are you ready?

Finally, amidst a burst of applause, the stadium lights were turned on, and the closing ceremony of the Russian World Cup officially began.

Of course, Li Guo couldn't see all this. At this time, the Chinese players were in the locker room, and the atmosphere before the battle was a bit depressing. Mu Fei also lost his usual playful style, and became silent like everyone else.

Before the game, Li Guo said in an interview that reaching the final but not winning the championship is the biggest failure.

Falling down 10 centimeters away from the champion is the same as being 10 light-years away from the champion. This time, Li Guo didn’t save any more character. He clamored that apart from the champion, everything else was worthless. Of course, Li Guo didn’t want to say more about the rumors about his proposal.

The head coach of the French team Didier Deschamps is naturally more eager for the championship. 20 years ago, as a player of the French team, Didier Deschamps won the Hercules Cup. In 2006, under the leadership of Qi Zou, the French team was so close to the Gold Cup. Since then, the French team has never been close to the Hercules Cup until 2018, so Deschamps naturally has only one goal.

When Vitas' dolphin sound shook the sky, the closing ceremony was drawing to a close, and players from the two teams were already lining up in the player tunnel.

Li Guo leaned back, at the back of the team, "Do you want to tell everyone that this is actually the last game I will be with you?"

Li Guo was tangled in his heart. He didn't know the difference between saying and not saying, whether it would become a burden or a motivation for the players.

In the end, Li Guo still didn't say anything. Li Guo went into the system to confirm and confirmed that Ferguson was there. This game will definitely use the help of the old man.

At this moment, someone put a hand on Li Guo's shoulder lightly, "Hello."

Deschamps smiled brightly, he didn't seem to be nervous at all before the competition, maybe he concealed it well.

Didier Deschamps is old, 20 years old, and French football has gone through a cycle. Take a look at Mbappe who started the game. When Didier Deschamps lifted the gold cup, Mbappe was not born yet. Now, Didier Deschamps is in charge and Mbappe has become the new Henry.

This is the inheritance of a football powerhouse. Li Guo was thinking, will he see Zhou Dun standing in his place in 20 years, commanding the Chinese team, and then the golden generation of the Chinese team will appear again?
I have to say that, like Li Guo in his previous life, Li Guo was still sensitive deep down in his heart. When he graduated from university, Li Guo didn't cry in front of his classmates, but when he put his luggage on his back and got on the train, Li Guo cried like a child.

Parting is always hard!

"Didier, if France loses, will you leave?"

Deschamps was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Maybe, you know, the French are always ungrateful."

"Hahaha."

Lucas held Zhou Dun's hand tightly, and Lucas, who was like an adult, comforted Zhou Dun, "Don't be nervous, Zhou Dun."

"Hehe, is your name really Zhou Zhou?"

Lucas shook his head: "But I can be called this name, I want to have the same last name as you."

Zhou Dun touched Lucas's head, "Yes, or you can call Lucas Zhou."

Lucas chuckled, "Okay."

Mu Fei behind him was also teasing the little caddy beside him, "Do you want your surname to be Mu? It's very majestic. In the Ming Dynasty, our Mu family guarded the border in the southwest."

Unexpectedly, the little player looked at Mu Fei coldly, "I'm an orphan, but I'm not stupid."

Mu Fei's heart skipped a beat, this slap in the face really hurts.

When the players came out, a huge TIFO slowly unfolded in the south stand of the stadium. The pattern on it was timeless, and it was still Li Guo crossing his arms and looking into the distance.

And this time the distance is the Hercules Cup by the side of the court. At this time, the gold cups are placed on the glass table and lined up on the sidelines. When players from both sides walk into the court, they can see the gold cups as soon as they look up.

What have you fought for so long?
When the players walked towards the Gold Cup, they couldn't help but look sideways. Although they had to be reserved, the temptation of the Gold Cup was too great.

The two sides lined up and stood still. The national anthem playing ceremony in the final was not bad. It was played live, and the famous Russian military band was invited.

The first sound was the Marseillaise.

The exciting melody of the Marseillaise was played, just like the mobilization before the war. In fact, the Marseillaise was indeed born during the French Revolution, and it inspired people to struggle. From this point of view, the Marseillaise and the Chinese national anthem are similar in tune but equally effective.

After the Marseillaise was played, the French players felt as if they were on fire, and their whole bodies were hot. This is a football match.

After a burst of applause, the scene quickly fell silent, followed by the Chinese national anthem, which was equally exciting.

The camera swept across the players, and finally settled on Li Guo. Li Guo was in tears today. No one knew why, but they thought the final was too exciting.

After the national anthem was played, there was a burst of violence on the scene. After so many foreshadowings, the finals were finally about to begin.

The referee for this game was the Italian Golden Whistle Rizzoli. By his side, the captains of the two teams began to pick sides.

This time it was the French team that picked the kick-off first. Zhou Dun shook hands with Lori of the opponent, and then ran back to his own half.

Zhou Dun saw the red stands on the opposite side, and the familiar battle cry immediately aroused everyone's emotions.

There was a gap between Mu Fei and Geng Chong. Mu Fei smiled and looked at Zhou Dun, as if to say——I’ll just wait for you, captain.

Zhou Dun stepped forward, put one hand on Mu Fei's shoulder, and the other on Geng Chong's shoulder. The 11 members of the Chinese team formed a circle.

Zhou Dun said: "We are a group of people who got together for the 08 Olympic Games. I didn't expect that we would go so far in the end. We didn't say anything. Let's do it, brothers!"

"Dry!"

For the French team, the pain of being defeated by Portugal in the final two years ago has passed. The French team on the scene is also a brand new French team. Martial is more mature and Mbappe is born. This is the youngest French team (the youngest among the top 32) and the best French team.

In the commentary seat, Liu Jianhong could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, "CCTV, CCTV, we are about to bring you the final of the World Cup in Russia, the match between the Chinese team and the French team."

"Is the Gallic rooster crowned king for the second time tonight, or the first World Cup champion from Asia in history? It will all be known in two hours," Li Zibing said.

(End of this chapter)