Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Izumisano City, Osaka Prefecture, Japan.

An apartment.

Takumi Minamino, a boy with a middle-parted hairstyle, is in his room, nervously watching the screen on the TV.

In the room.

Football-related elements can be seen everywhere, including sneakers, jerseys, football promotional pictures, and a huge comic poster.

In the poster.

It is the "Tiger" Hyuga Kojiro, the biggest rival of the protagonist Ozora Tsubasa in the Japanese football comic "Captain Tsubasa".

"Damn it! Damn it!"

As the terrifying Croatian No. 9 kept dribbling the ball towards the Japanese team's penalty area, Takumi Minamino made a pleading plea.

However.

The next second.

Su Fei shot with the outside of his right foot, and the football almost did not turn and went straight into the goal of the Japanese team.

Takumi Minamino couldn't help but cover his mouth and shout.

"Tiger-style shot!"

"This is Hyuga Kojiro's special skill, tiger shot!"

"Why...why!"

The boy looked at the screen in despair, where Su Fei celebrated with his Croatian teammates after scoring a goal.

He turned his head suddenly.

He looked at the poster of Hyuga Kojiro behind him.

He rushed over like crazy and tore the poster to pieces.

Tears hung on the boy's cheeks.

"Hyuga Kojiro, it turns out that you don't belong to Japan, wuwuwu."

At the same time.

In the island country, there are countless football teenagers whose dreams were completely shattered by Su Fei's goal.

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On the other side, the Hamburg AOL Stadium was surrounded by the cheers of Croatian fans.

"2:0!!"

"In the 6th minute of the game! Su Fei scored twice, and Croatia's goal lead reached two goals!"

"Here is a brief introduction for fans who have not watched the Croatia vs. Japan friendly match."

"The last friendly match!"

"Croatia scored its first goal in the 6th minute!"

"Today!"

"Su Fei scored his second goal in the 6th minute with his extreme personal ability!"

-【Su Shen 66666! 】

-【It's crazy! Two goals in 6 minutes, with this momentum, must he score 30 goals in 90 minutes? 】

-【Hahaha, damn, brother, you made me laugh. 30? In a damn NBA game, there are only about 30 goals on average. Do you really think it's basketball? 】

-【Why don't Japan just surrender directly? Surrendering only counts as losing 3 goals. If they continue to play like this, Japanese fans will not be able to stand it later. 】

-【It's unbearable now. Brothers, I'm here in Tokyo, watching the NHK live broadcast. The commentator has become mute, haha. 】

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In the stands, the sanitary napkins of Xiaorizi are sluggish, and Japanese fans are staring blankly at the replay of Su Fei's goal on the big screen.

On the field.

Japanese goalkeeper Masataka Eizaki is kneeling on the grass in frustration.

That posture.

Give him a samurai sword.

Maybe this guy will be so upset that he will perform seppuku to apologize in front of the fans who are watching the global live broadcast.

It can be regarded as.

Promote the traditional culture of Xiaorizi's country.

When people are embarrassed, they will pretend to be busy. Moriyasu I saw the camera pointed at him.

He immediately turned around and picked up a bottle of water and drank it.

And at his feet.

There are already several empty bottles.

Moriyasu I, who was drinking water, avoided the camera's face, and he found that his hand holding the bottle was shaking slightly.

Inner fear.

The muscles in his hand began to lose control.

"Puff!"

Mori Yasuichi was choked, and when he raised his hand, a bottle of water rushed to his face. He hurriedly threw the bottle to the ground and wiped his face with both hands.

This scene.

was seen by Wang Tao in the live broadcast room of Zhuangdianertai, who couldn't help but tease.

"The Japanese team lost two goals in a row with 6 points."

"The young temporary head coach Mori Yasuichi seems to have difficulty controlling his emotions."

"He poured ice water on his head to cool himself down."

"True temperament!"

"I wonder if Mori Yasuichi at this time misses his former boss Zico."

......

At this time in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

The old man with curly Mediterranean hair in front of the TV.

is laughing.

The old man looked at his wife next to him and pointed to the embarrassed look of Mori Yasuichi on the TV.

"Wife, did you see it?"

"Fortunately, I ran away early."

"Otherwise, I would have made a fool of myself in front of the whole world today."

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Croatia bench.

The three-man coaching team had already sat back in their seats.

This game.

There was no need for Kranjcar to stand up and direct the game, as Kranjcar had discovered.

As long as they played Japan.

Su Fei was particularly excited, just like the last friendly match, in great shape, and showed no mercy.

"It seems that we are sure to qualify as the first in the group."

"According to the competition system. We will randomly select a team that qualifies as the second in the group for the quarter-finals."

"I don't know who will be drawn."

Kranjcar has already started thinking about the knockout stage, and Davor Suker next to him recalled the known list of qualifiers.

"Ghana, Sweden, Ecuador, and Mexico are all easy draws. The most difficult one is France, and their condition is getting better and better."

"France? We shouldn't be that unlucky..."

Kovac couldn't help but interrupt.

"I think I've been lucky lately. I'll come to the draw ceremony when the time comes!"

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On the field, the game is still going on.

After Croatia scored a quick counterattack, Japan finally calmed down.

When attacking.

No longer dare to press forward in formation, but pursue ball control, and continue to penetrate slowly through quick short passes in the midfield.

But.

The morale-boosting Croatian men's football team is too lazy to play the passing and controlling tricks with you, Japan.

The overall height and tonnage gap.

It is destined that the Croatian men's football team will play this game.

Reckless attack, seeking confrontation.

The passing and controlling cooperation between Japanese teams is indeed excellent, even better than that of the Croatian men's football team.

But no matter how exquisite the passing and controlling cooperation is.

It can't resist the Croatian players, who stick to them again and again when defending.

Soon.

The third goal belonging to Croatia was born.

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The 19th minute of the game.

Modric retreated to the center circle to help Nick Kovacs intercept Sanduzhu.

One in front and one behind.

Modric destroyed the football under Sanduzhu's feet behind him.

Nick Kovacs immediately stepped forward and tapped with his right foot.

He sent the football from Sanduzhu's back to Modric.

Modric turned around smoothly after getting the ball.

He passed it directly to Su Fei in front. After getting the ball, Su Fei faked a dunk and passed it, then kicked the ball with his arch.

He sent the ball into the penalty area of ​​the Japanese team.

That position!

Croatia's old No. 9 Pulso, who had a ponytail, rushed to the point and shot hard!

The football was slightly curved.

It went into the left corner of the Japanese team's goal.

3:0!

After scoring the goal, Pulso excitedly found Su Fei.

For Su Fei.

A goal in the World Cup, especially against Japan, was not very exciting.

But for Purso.

Being able to score a goal in the World Cup at the end of his national team career was something he had never dared to dream of during this period.

"I love you, Su!!"

Purso was a tough guy with a soft heart, his eyes were slightly red, and he came up and kissed Su Fei's face hard.

Faced with such a passionate way.

Su Fei accepted it with a smile.

It was just about returning the kiss, seeing Purso's rough face, he couldn't bring himself to do it!

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