i'm a superstar

Chapter 246 A Lightning, Capdevila

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

The commentator was hysterical, and the sound of super lung capacity resounded throughout the Mandela Bay Stadium.

"Beautiful, beautiful, the most beautiful goal! World wave! World wave from Zhang Han!" He continued to shout, too excited.

At that time, Zhang Han's beautiful goal detonated the entire Mandela Bay Stadium. The audience in the stands, including the Spanish fans, stood up and gave him the warmest applause.

Of course, the commentators and spectators present - some spectators may not understand the significance of Zhang Han's goal, it, it is not just a beautiful world wave.

It, if you know the history of Chinese football's World Cup finals, you will know, it, it is the first goal of the Chinese team's World Cup finals.

Yes, Zhang Han became the first player to score in the China World Cup finals. This is a historic moment. This is the dream of the Chinese national team for nearly half a century. Just, just today, it finally came true.

At this time, other people may not understand the significance of this goal, but, as a hardcore fan, as the first time the Chinese national team started to hit the World Cup in 1958, the old man Liu started to support the Chinese team. The emotions in my heart at this moment are indescribable.

Old man Liu is Liu Ruobing's grandfather. How could he not come to watch such an important World Cup in person?

"Chief! Don't cry, shouldn't we be happy?" Xiao Li, who was a part-time guard next to old man Liu and accompanied him to watch the game, said strangely when he saw how red the eyes of the chief were.

"What do you know, kid?" Old man Liu scolded with a smile, "I, I'm just so happy, so... When did I cry? When did you see me cry? When the Red Army crossed the grass and came to Shaanxi victoriously Bei, I didn't even cry..." He blew his beard and stared, with a straight face, he secretly turned his head to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

"The chief didn't cry, I did!" Xiao Li said angrily, not afraid of the chief.

At this moment, because of Zhang Han's goal, I don't know how many Chinese fans, whether they are at the scene, in front of the TV, or in front of the computer, they really burst into tears.

"Goal! Finally a goal, or into the mighty Spain!" This is the voice of countless Chinese fans who understand history.

"Boss! Why are you crying?"

At this time, on the court, Balotelli was celebrating with Zhang Han, when he suddenly found big tears falling from his boss, he was startled and asked curiously.

Zhang Han ignored Bashen and other players, because he knew that the meaning of his goal was, how, how hard-won, because he was also an old fan, and in his last life, he also experienced I have suffered countless heartaches from the Chinese team.

Next, when the stands, the Chinese team!come on!come on!Chinese team!When the voice was hard to calm down for a long time, the game continued.

At this time, those who were stunned by Zhang Han's big sap, and those who entered the game relatively slowly, the overlord of the last European Cup, the mighty Spain finally awakened.

The game, the game may have just started at this time. Barcelona, ​​the core of Barcelona will always be Xavi, and the Spanish team is also Xavi. Under Xavi's combing, the Spanish team's offense has become smoother.

On the other hand, Zhang Han suddenly found that the pressure of the game was greatly increased. The Chinese team, under the strong offensive of Spain, the Chinese team's formation was compressed.

When Spain launched four or five consecutive onslaughts, the formation of the Chinese team has been pushed back to its own half.

After a while, he found that it was difficult for the Chinese team to pass the ball at halftime. Under the Spanish team's tactic of completely copying Barcelona's counter-attack on the spot, even the passing of the entire team became difficult.

"Oops!" Zhang Hanxin said.Worst of all, he could not find a solution to this unfavorable situation.He, he can only be forced to passively join the Chinese team's defensive army in a 10-0-0 formation.

"It's okay! The goal hasn't been broken yet!"

In more than ten minutes, the crazy Spain contributed three or four very threatening shots. Zhang Han felt lucky that although he was in a mess, he still defended the goal after all.

However, soon, the last trace of comfort in his heart disappeared.In the 16th minute of the first half, Harvey's scalpel-like pass directly tore through the defense of the Chinese team. Then, Villa, who successfully reversed offside, easily passed Altman. The ball was shot into the empty goal from a small angle.

"What should I do?" Zhang Han thought silently as his mind went blank.

At this time, while the Spanish team was celebrating, Rogers, the head coach of the Chinese national team on the sidelines, beckoned Zhang Han to the sidelines.

"Don't be in a hurry to attack, press, press desperately." Zhang Han's mouth and lips moved silently, repeating Rogers' words.

Of course, he knew better that Rogers didn’t say that. Lao Luo is still in a hurry. They are madmen in the stands, and Mourinho, who is sitting next to Anna watching the game, is directing remotely.

After Zhang Han accepted the head coach's instructions, he felt a little bit at a loss. Then, he ran back to the field and conveyed the coach's instructions to every teammate.

When the Chinese team kicked off again, the Spanish team immediately noticed the difference. Their passing and ground coordination were no longer so easy. The Chinese team was like a super wide bus. One side of the bus was at the front of the penalty area. , while the other side extends all the way to the midfield line.

"It really worked!" As the game progressed, Zhang Han, who was always interpreting the game, felt better again.

"Hmm! I'd better not be pissed off! Every time I find myself pissed off, there must be no good thing." He kept running in the midfield in a large area, giving full play to his expertise as a midfielder meat grinder, thinking He severely criticized his self-satisfaction.

Next, until the 30th minute of the first half, the Chinese team's press was really effective, and the powerful Spain's attack was contained.

Although, although they contributed 3 more shots, they were all easily resolved by Altman.

However, again, when the game time came to the 35th minute, the atmosphere on the field became tense again.

"Inesta! Inesta! Extraordinary!" The commentary suddenly shouted excitedly.

At this time, on the court, Zhang Han felt depressed and humiliated. Xiao Bai, who retreated deeply, had a beautiful fried ball, the ball seemed to stick to his feet, and he passed him lightly.

Xiaobai, Inesta, after passing Zhang Han, slapped his feet lightly, and then passed Gambino who was up for grabs.

It's not over yet, Xiaobai, who has a small-scale breakthrough ability and Messi's, keeps working hard, this time with his right foot, he slaps the ball hard, and then, the No.3 player of the Chinese team, Fez, also rushed to the air, by the way been passed.

In the 36th minute of the second half, Inesta, one of Barcelona's dual cores, finally lost his temper. When he passed three players in a row, he had already entered the Chinese team's penalty area from the left rib.

"Quick! It's too fast! It's so clever that it doesn't work, and it's easy to lift. Is this a master?" said Zhang Hanxin, who was rushing towards his restricted area.

The next moment, when everyone thought that Inesta wanted to hit the goal, he passed the ball. Barcelona's common routine, the full-back goes to the bottom, and it is Capdevila.

"Capdevila! Capdevila!"

In the roar of the commentary, Capdevila seemed to be a flash of lightning, and it went down, and then he swept across the door.

(End of this chapter)