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244. The only star

"This ball... goes in, goes in, goes in, goes in, goes in!"

Liu Jianhong was finally able to activate her most famous celebration method with pleasure, which made Xu Yang beside her smile.

Then he paused for a moment and took a breath:

"Yes, this is the attack of the Chinese captain alone!

When he drove the ball and charged, even Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​Manchester United, Milan, Liverpool were trembling in front of his speed!”

-

Long Shute stopped on Oman's penalty area line.

He let out a long breath, his entire forehead was covered with crystal sweat.

If it were opponents like Japan, South Korea, Iran, Iraq, and Australia, he would never have adopted such a conceited offensive method.

But the opponent is only Oman. Several players in their team even have the simplest introduction to the omniscient system. Most of the players' comprehensive evaluations are even less than 60, so he is fully confident that he will successfully implement this bold plan to enter Longtan.

The breakthrough direction he chose was the weakest link in the Oman formation. With his forced breakthrough with such a rapid and decisive breakthrough, the thin midfielder who was less than 170 and weighed less than 65 could not stop him!

So what if you tear your jersey?!

It's just that he has a reasonable reason to delay time!

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The Iranian referee shook his head. Although he was a black whistle, he had no choice but to do anything in front of such a clear and clear shot.

He can't call Long Shu's special breakthrough foul, right?

If other Chinese players scored a goal, he might be able to really blow the goal off with his eyes closed.

But this is a special dragon.

That is the core Ajax player who just won the Champions League and a popular figure in the transfer market this summer. Unlike other unknown young players in China, his every move can affect the entire European football world. If he blows the black whistle at this time, I am afraid that even FIFA will ask about it. At that time, the AFC will not be its backer...

The referee looked at the Oman head coach on the sidelines with some regrets and shook his head gently.

This whistle...can't be blown!

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"That's fine?"

The Chinese players who stayed in the backcourt performed more surprisingly than the Omani players.

They suddenly understood something.

Why is Zhang Linpeng, who is the most rated by the outside world among them, so convinced by this young newcomer...

He is not in the same world as himself.

For Chinese football, Longshute is like an immortal from the nine heavens.

He was so high and so far, so high that they dared not get close to him.

-

While adjusting his breathing that became uneven due to the violent running, Long Shute slowly walked towards the sidelines.

He patted the bright red flag on his chest with his right hand, and pointed his index finger at the left hand diagonally towards the sky.

Without any hysterical roar, he issued a declaration of victory in this quiet way at Oman’s home court and amid the booing of more than 20,000 Oman fans!

The Iranian referee touched the card in his pocket, and suddenly wondered, if he gave the Chinese captain a red card on the grounds of "provoking home fans", would he become the hero of Oman team?

Anyway, the Chinese Football Association has always been weak and bullied. Even if they really sent off their entire team, they would only go home happily, and they didn't even have the courage to appeal to the AFC.

But he finally didn't take out the red plastic card.

-

Long Shute had no idea that in such a short time, the referee had thought so many things in his mind.

He slowly walked to the sidelines and signaled to the fourth official that he needed to change his jersey.

Of course he was careful, so he took the initiative to apply - otherwise he would be afraid that the referee would pay him a card on the grounds of "taking off his clothes and celebrating"...

He took half a minute to apply to the fourth official, and then half a minute to let the staff find their spare jerseys, put on the clothes in half a minute, and passed the confirmation of the fourth official...

"Let the whole team shrink the defense, okay, Coach Li?"

Before going on stage, Long Shute turned his head slightly and glanced at Li Bing.

Li Bing smiled and patted his shoulder:

"You are the captain, you can do it!"

-

When the game started again, it was less than five minutes before the regular time ended - the Chinese captain took at least three minutes to change his clothes...

Three minutes, plus the rest time that Long Shute had won for his teammates before, the Chinese team players finally recovered.

But what really made them feel light on their shoulders was perhaps not the four-minute break, but witnessing their own captain's terrifying ability to win the general's head among the troops!

With such a powerful weapon, they can certainly relax!

-

The Chinese players felt relieved, but the Omani players stood on the edge of the cliff.

Not only did they fall one point behind the total score, but more importantly... they were scored two away goals by the Chinese team!

This means that if Oman team wants to advance to the top 12, they must score at least two goals!

They had to put a big push!

-

As mentioned before, the overall physical and technical ability of the Chinese team is not inferior to that of only Aman. As long as they clarify their tactical goals, find the core player they can rely on, and put down their burdens in their hearts, they can even play one or two good cooperation.

Chinese players are actually very good green leaves in their respective clubs. They do not need to undertake high-end tasks of siegeing cities and villages. They are better at harassing from the flanks, helping the offensive core to tear up space, or retreating back to defend...

Now they can do this in the national team, so they gradually find the feeling of playing football.

Pass, pass, pass!

Although one less player is fighting, the pressureless Chinese team makes the opponent almost unable to touch football in five minutes. Just like what Oman did to the Chinese team in the first half, the host could only rely on the referee's condon and use fouls to regain the ball.

But their desperate efforts seemed so futile.

During the five-minute injury stoppage time, the Chinese team also used its last substitution place: Li Bing replaced the forward with a midfielder who had only one shot data in the whole game, completely stabilizing the defense in the midfield area and making his penalty area front more solid.

Oman could only pile up all his troops in the frontcourt and launched a full-scale attack on the Chinese team!

Then their offensive suddenly stopped.

Wu Xi and Lei Tenglong joined forces to stop Oman's team's breakthrough in the ribs, and then Wu Xi swung his thigh and pulled the ball out!

He didn't even look up at the frontcourt!

This kick was far and high, and no player except the white lightning bolt could catch up with the ball that soared into the sky!

The Oman goalkeeper who rushed into the Chinese team's penalty area in order to participate in the attack kneeled directly on the turf. He knew that he would never catch up with the white figure...

He could only look in despair as the guy wearing the captain's armband with his left arm caught up with the football without guarding him, strolling in vain to the goal, and finally pushed it lightly!

More than 20,000 Omani fans collectively lost their voices at this moment.

In the huge stadium, there was a low singing voice in only one corner:

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind,

How loud is the song of victory..."

There are less than 300 Chinese fans, but they turn this stadium into their home court.

And the only shining star in this home court is the Chinese captain standing in front of the goal!

Long Shute still patted the five-star team logo on his chest with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand to the corner where more than 200 compatriots and fans sat.

This time he did not stretch out his index finger, his fists clenched together and smashed them into the air with force!

This is a declaration of victory!
Chapter completed!
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