Brother Wei cheered loudly, even more excited than the first time he saw Wang Yajing shoot.
Jiang Hua wanted to sit on the ground and use his feet to applaud.
The girls on the Chinese bench were also jumping and dancing, looking towards the Korean team as they jumped.
Wang Yijing jumped to the bench and looked at No. 13. No. 13 lowered his head and stared blankly at his feet.
"Well done!" Zhang Sheng came over and said loudly.
"I will do better!" Wang Yijing also shouted at the top of her voice!
Xu Aidi and Che Yitong both came here, shouting and laughing.
There was a dead silence on the Korean bench. Suddenly, No. 13 stood up, rushed to the sidelines, and shouted to his teammates: "Come on--"
Her teammates were a little stunned, and she shouted again: "Come on--"
The voice was choked with sobs, and the Korean players were moved.
“Come on—!”
She was sent off with a red card, she left a stain, and they lost a person... Such a sacrifice should not be in vain!
Her teammates nodded one after another, and some even stretched out their arms to echo her: "Come on!"
“Come on! Come on!”
"We will win! We will win!"
…
There was a sense of solemnity and heroism in their shouting. The girls on the Chinese team were stunned. How could they be so shameless?
Wang Yijing was unwilling to do so. Just as she was about to say something, Che Yitong snorted coldly, "Small country with few people!"
After saying that, she looked at Wang Yijing and said, "Goal!"
Wang Yijing nodded and stretched out her arms: "Two!"
Zhang Sheng said: "Three!"
Xu Aidi: “Four!”
Yang Mo: “Five!”
…
In the end, even Ma Qing, who was guarding the gate, ran over here and shouted, "Eleven!"
Everyone laughed together.
Football, after all, is played by kicking. Shouting or creating anything is of no use.
The Chinese team is winning now and the scene is more interesting, so no matter what the Korean team shouts, it will be useless.
In the next game, the South Korean team tried hard to score another goal, but how could the Chinese team give them this opportunity?
Tragic, isn't it? Victory, huh? Come on, come on! If you have the guts, come here! If you dare to do anything dirty again, I’ll kick you out!
And when Che Yitong used his body to push aside South Korea's number 10 and headed the ball into the goal, it was no use for the South Korean team to cheer themselves up.
The final score was five to two.
After the game, all members of the Chinese team hugged each other, shouting and laughing loudly.
They won!
Not only did they win, they also, they triumphed!
Well, is there any difference between win and victory?
It seemed like there wasn't, but at this moment, the girls all felt that there was. In excitement, they threw Wang Yijing up. Wang Yijing's body froze and she wanted to object, but Che Yitong said, "Don't move, just throw it for them to see!"
Wang Yijing didn't move anymore. Everyone threw her up high again and again.
The sky is blue, white clouds are scattered, and the red sun appears and disappears among the clouds. Up and down, it became a picture. Wang Yajing was a little stiff at first, but slowly she relaxed. When everyone threw her up, she raised her arms high, and when she fell, she laughed. There had never been a moment when she felt so good!
The players were making a fuss, while the coaches were in a stalemate.
There is a etiquette in football, which is that the coaches of both teams have to shake hands after the game. Even if there is a feud between the two teams and they fight to the death on the field, the coaches of both sides will shake hands after the game. Even if it's just a quick touch of your fingertips, it should be done like this.
At this time, the two head coaches stood together. Cui Shihao stretched out his hand, but Zheng Weifeng did not. She looked at Cui Shihao coldly.
Cui Shihao was smiling at first, but his expression gradually turned cold.
"What do you mean?" Cui Shihao asked.
Zheng Weifeng snorted: "Football is not like this; sports are even less like this!"
Cui Shihao glared at her. He didn't understand Chinese, but he could tell from Zheng Weifeng's tone and expression that this was not a good thing to say, so he raised his chin and said, "I will protest to your country's Football Association!"
Zheng Weifeng's answer was to turn around directly. Coach Li lowered his voice and said, "Coach, he might file a complaint."
"It's not certain."
"Did he just say that?"
"Perhaps."
Coach Li was startled and looked at her. Zheng Weifeng didn't even look away: "I don't understand what he said."
! ! !
You answered the call so smoothly just now, I thought you knew Korean!
This was just a small episode after the game. Many players didn’t see it, and even if they did, they didn’t take it too seriously, including Zheng Weifeng, who didn’t care too much about it.
What can the Korean Football Association do? Protest to the Chinese Football Association? Then let him protest! She wants to see who dares to say that the South Korean team did the right thing this time! Coach Li was a little worried, but he didn't take it too seriously. Yes, Coach Zheng’s behavior was a bit impolite, but there is no need to be polite when dealing with the South Korean team! And Coach Zheng also has the qualifications.
So the atmosphere of the Chinese team at this moment is excitement and joy!
Then, there was still a little bit of worry - about Wang Yijing.
After arriving at the locker room, the team doctor hurried to check Wang Yijing's feet. After taking off her socks, her ankle was red and slightly swollen. The team doctor poked it, and Wang Yijing couldn't help but gasp.
"Does it hurt?"
pain!
In fact, there was no need to poke her. Just looking at the expression made Wang Yijing feel scared, but she immediately thought that she must not show it - she still had a mission to complete!
She gritted her teeth: "It's okay."
The team doctor looked at her and poked her again: "Really?"
Wang Yijing was about to burst into tears: "Really, really!"
The team doctor was about to poke her, but Zhang Sheng said, "Doctor Liu, her condition isn't serious."
"It's not serious. Seeing her like this, I wanted to spray her with some painkillers, but since she said it didn't hurt, I won't spray her."
Wang Yijing quickly said, "Then go ahead and spray it."
Everyone laughed.
Coach Ni said: "Looking at this, it's still possible to play."
Earlier, she saw that Wang Yajing could run and kick, so she thought that although it looked like a tackle, it was actually just a slight touch on the edge, but it was not a scratch no matter how you looked at it.
Doctor Liu nodded: "It looks like it, but Jingjing should have lifted her legs or moved her body, so it's not too serious."
Wang Yijing didn't understand any of this and could only laugh dryly.
When everyone heard that she was really fine, they cheered again. But she was happy, but still angry. Xu Aidi said, "Those Koreans are so mean!"
“This is where they were many years ago!”
“There is nothing good!”
…
Everyone was filled with indignation. Wang Yijing originally wanted to say that some Korean dramas were quite interesting, but now she didn't dare to say it.
This incident also had an impact on Princess Wang. Zheng Weifeng stopped her extra training. At least in the next two days, she was not allowed to have extra practice. Even if she followed the main group, she had to adjust the content. This made Wang Yijing very sad, it was her eighth time! The eighth time! It's almost done. She has no idea what she is doing now. If she gets hurt again...ah, bah! Gross injury! Gross injury! She won't even get hurt!
But, without points, she felt a little unsure, and... this was her eighth time!
During the week of rest earlier, Princess Wang really did not waste it, and she was even smart. When she had to use a ball, she practiced outside, and when she returned to the room, she could practice without a ball. Although practicing without a ball sometimes counted and sometimes did not, it greatly increased her practice time… It was hard to say how efficient it was, but her golden left foot was indeed being practiced faster. She had originally estimated that she would be able to practice it today or tomorrow, but now it has been delayed.
Well, there is nothing good about Korea. Korean dramas... Korean dramas... Anyway, she doesn’t watch them now!
For the Chinese team, it was a happy moment. They had never expected that they would be caught up in a public opinion storm.
U19 is an important competition for football players. If you can get good results in such a competition, you will have a good chance of advancing to U23, which is directly related to the Olympics. For most people, they won’t care about the U23, and even the Olympic group stage and general knockout matches will not be taken too seriously, especially the women’s football team.
How many people didn't realize until the women's football team reached the semi-finals or finals that, oh, we still have a women's football team? !
It is really unfair. An ordinary match in China League Two has a certain attendance rate, but the women's football match, even the Women's Super League, has very few viewers, and many people don't even know there is a Women's Super League.
But on this day, the U19 girl dominated the screen.
Hu Xiaoqing was awakened by the noise from next door. Half asleep, her first thought was to move! I stopped living with this couple, and then I thought, no, she has moved away!
Her current roommates are two little sisters.
The two girls are both natives of the imperial capital. Although they can be noisy sometimes, knowing the nature of her work, they will close the door gently and won't do that easily.
Thinking of this, I couldn't lie down anymore. I went to the living room and saw Gao Chai and the other two jumping up and down there: "Nonsense! Nonsense, those girls are all good, they are not like what they say!"
"What happened to the women's football team? They were runners-up in the World Cup. Did they ever score a goal in the World Cup?"
"What's wrong with not shaking hands? You have to shake hands!"
Two people, with red faces and thick necks.
Gao Lele stood at Chai Xiaoxiao's door holding a notebook, and the two of them were discussing something. It was obvious that Gao Lele saw something on the Internet, and then both of them didn't bother to go back into the house and started talking.
"What's wrong?" She walked over.
"Sister Hu, look!" Gao Lele turned the notebook towards her, "Look at this photo, and you can hear all sorts of stories!"
The first thing Hu Xiaoqing saw was a man extending his hand with a smile on his face, while the woman opposite him had a sullen face and showed no intention of extending her hand. Then she looked at the title: U19 advances to the finals, is it a blessing or a curse?
The following content is that in the just-concluded semi-final, the Chinese team achieved a good result of 5 to 2, but an unexpected scene happened after the game. When the South Korean team's head coach Choi Se-ho shook hands with the Chinese team's head coach Zheng Weifeng in accordance with international rules, Zheng Weifeng had no etiquette at all. Not only did he not shake hands with Choi Se-ho, he also ridiculed him.
"It's just a photo. How can they see any sarcasm?" Gao Lele said. Chai Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly. "What arrogance? It's impossible! We went to watch the game. Except for the match of the Japanese team, no one watched it. How can they be arrogant?"
"What they drink is not Nongfu Spring!" Gao Lele shouted. Hu Xiaoqing didn't react for a moment, "What Nongfu Spring?"
"It's either Nongfu Spring or the cheapest mineral water."
"Except for a few, they are all tanned like charcoal."
"Those guys aren't white either!"
The two of them talked one after another, trying their best to find evidence that Chinese girls would never be arrogant. Hu Xiaoqing raised her hand and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. This is probably not what you think."
Gao Chai and the other man looked at her in confusion. Hu Xiaoqing rubbed her brows and said, "No matter how you look at it, this is all premeditated, and there's a high probability... that this is aimed at Coach Zheng."
Gao Chai and the other man were stunned.
At this time, Coach Li, who was far away in Thailand, came to the same conclusion as Hu Xiaoqing.
Coach Li wanted to compare formations, so he brought out a laptop.
When she had nothing to do, she would check the football forum, so when this photo came out, she saw it. She was surprised at first, and then angry, and it was only one day! It's only been one day! No matter how much Cui Shihao protests, it won’t be so fast! Even if he personally protested to the Football Association, there would not be such news in the country immediately!
what to do?
Her first reaction was to cover up the matter, but after thinking about it again, she sighed and thought, how could she possibly cover it up? Yes, Zheng Weifeng doesn’t use the Internet, but within two days, someone would call her or even come over.
Brother Wei and Jiang Hua also saw it. They were the ones who did this. They knew what was going on right away and started to curse. Jiang Hua was about to go online to confront them, but Brother Wei grabbed him and said, "Don't panic."
"I have to panic. I'm being led astray. I know the rules. I'll go up by myself without revealing my identity."
"No, let's go ask Coach Zheng and the others what they think."
Jiang Hua was stunned. Brother Wei said, "Although the head came from our media side, we don't know who stretched out the hand behind it."
Jiang Hua nodded.
Most experienced people can see that something is fishy, but most people don't think too much about it. They just believe what others say, so the storm is getting more and more intense, from football forums to sports forums, and then to ordinary forums... One day when Wang Yijing called home, she found that her brother was being particularly cautious.
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