I would like to ask, what is the experience of the 28th-ranked Chinese team in the world against the 92nd-ranked Oman team?

Thank you for your invitation, please watch the first half of this game.

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Even in the time and space without dragons, the Chinese team ranked 66th in the world in June 2012, at least one level higher than Oman. Considering the tradition of "not strong when facing weak, and even weaker when facing strong", although it will not be completely defeated and beat the opponent, at least it will not be scared by Oman to pee his pants.

After all, this is the home court of the Chinese team, and the enthusiastic Xi'an fans ignited the fighting spirit in the players. They put on a siege at the beginning of the game, completely suppressing Oman's team into the penalty area, and then began a half-time offensive exercise.

Facing the Oman team, who retreated to defense, the old problem of the Chinese team's offensive end was fully exposed. With two centers, Yang Xu and Gao Lin, two wingers, Hao Junmin and Yu Hanchao, as well as Zheng Zhi, the midfielder Dinghai Shijian and Zhang Linpeng, the sword guard, they shot 15 shots in the first 30 minutes, but still failed to rewrite the score.

Although there are many exciting scenes of 15-foot shots and long-range shots, fans have not seen what they want for a long time.

After all... For fans who are used to the Chinese team ranks among the top 30 in the world, the Oman team, who finally made it easy to rush into the top 100, can only be considered a fancy match.

Those fans felt that they had become fans of Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​and were very dissatisfied with the team's advantage and unsuccessful score. They even booed Gao Lin and Yang Xu, who had missed opportunities many times.

Some fan organizations also shouted loud slogans in unison after the Chinese team shot another anti-aircraft gun:

"We don't watch the plane! We want to see the dragon's special!"

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Half an hour of crazy attack failed to get a goal, but Oman stole a goal in the 38th minute, which made the fans even more anxious.

Fortunately, the captain Zheng Zhi stepped forward. In the 44th minute, he shot hard outside the penalty area and hit the arm of the Oman defender. The referee from Pakistan still awarded a penalty kick after hesitating for three seconds.

Hao Junmin took the penalty and equalized the score for the Chinese team, but he did not hear any praise singing in the stands.

Instead, I saw some fans curling their lips disdainfully:

Playing Oman requires penalty kicks to equalize. Are you wrong?!

We are the 28th most powerful team in the world!

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"Squad Dragons, you will play in the second half, right?"

When the starter entered the locker room to rest, Long Shute did not go back together because he was pulled aside by the team leader Cao Jingwei.

From the "Long Special" who called him first, to the "Little Dragon" who was slightly close later, to the "Dragon Team" that is now respected, Team Leader Cao's attitude towards him changed tremendously in a very short time.

Long Shute smiled:

"It depends on the situation. If we can lead more than two goals, I don't have to play. What do you think, Team Leader Cao?"

Cao Jingwei's face looked a little ugly. He hesitated for a moment and spoke:

"You know, because the national team hasn't played in the top ten games for a long time, and with you in charge, our results are getting better and better. The ticket prices of the five home games this time are half higher than usual, and most of the reasons are on you. If you don't play for a minute, fans will definitely not be satisfied, and the sales in the next four games are not very good..."

"I know what you mean, but I have told you before that as long as they perform normally, I will not appear early." Long Shute looked at him with a smile.

No one is a fool, a team leader, a ticketing center, a commission kickback, a scalper...will there be no relationship between these words?

"Team Dragon, don't make things difficult for me. Is this good? Tomorrow night, I will let Lao Li from the ticketing center be the host and thank you in person?" Cao Jingwei had known for a long time that although Long Shute played football in Europe since he was a child, his thoughts were not so pure and flawless, so he did not hide it.

Long Shute smiled:

"Since I'm talking about this, I can't help but give Brother Cao a face. Let's do it. I'll warm up a little and appear around the 60th minute. Tell Camacho."

Cao Jingwei felt relieved and he smiled:

"You don't need to tell him this little thing, just make a decision for ourselves."

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In fact, the Chinese team's game was not dull. Facing an opponent who was obviously weaker than themselves, the players still had certain psychological advantages. In addition, there was a nuclear weapon with great deterrence sitting on the sidelines. They did not have too much pressure, so they could shoot 20 feet in an hour without any scruples.

On the contrary, Aman, who played away, was a little uneasy because Long Shute had already started to warm up.

"The dragon is unique!"

"The dragon is unique!"

"The dragon is unique!"

The anxiety of Oman players reached its peak in the 61st minute, as the only Chinese captain they feared had taken off their substitute vest and stood by the fourth official.

The Omani player's legs were weak and his most active Zheng Zhi was intercepted near the central circle by the Chinese team taking advantage of the situation to make a fast attack.

Zheng Zhi made a straight pass in the frontcourt, Gao Lin leaned against the Oman defender and passed the ball diagonally to Hao Junmin who was inserted from the right. The latter made a long shot on the penalty area line. Although the Oman goalkeeper tried his best to save, he still did not touch Hao Junmin's shot.

"Beautiful! The Chinese team won another goal! Hao Junmin's long-range shot completed the team's overtake!"

He Wei, who was in charge of the commentary, breathed a sigh of relief:

"Actually, there is no need for Long Shute to appear in such a hurry. After all, Oman is very different from our overall level, especially after entering the second half, their physical fitness and attention consumption will increase, and our advantage will be greater..."

Tao Wei, who is partnering with him, thinks he is too optimistic:

"I think that this goal just now was because Long Shute put too much pressure on his opponent, which caused Omani players to feel anxious and made mistakes in passing and receiving. Zheng Zhi had the opportunity to complete the steal..."

Regardless of the reason, when the Chinese team finished the celebration and the game started again, their captain finally got on the battlefield.

Another warm cheer burst out from the stands.

Nearly 50,000 viewers expressed their expectations for the Chinese captain's appearance with cheers, and their expectations were quickly responded.

"Your appearance is indeed different."

Zheng Zhi ran over with a smile and wrapped the captain's arm around his arm.

Long Shute sorted out his jerseys a little:

"Remember to help me attract defense, Brother Zheng."

Zheng Zhi nodded, but he also knew that what the young captain said just now... was probably just a polite word.

When Oman team kicked off, one of their midfielders was probably young and energetic. They actually showed off their skills in front of Long Shute who had just appeared. As a result, Captain Long stabbed the ball from the side before he finished his Marseille swing.

Next, Omani players finally felt relieved.

They were worried for an hour, and now they finally don't need to worry.

Long Shute made a rush from the backcourt, and no Omani player could catch up with his wind-like speed. Of course, his own teammates could not.

Zheng Zhi stood in the middle circle and watched the red back become farther and farther away. He easily inserted into the Oman defense line that had already been rushed to close to the collapse by his speed, and finally pushed a far corner lightly.

What "helps you attract defense"?

You big liar!

I'm so old. If I follow you so crazy... I will definitely not be able to live in the 2014 World Cup!

In the 63rd minute, after Long Shute played for 70 seconds, the Chinese team expanded the score, 3-1!

The Shaanxi Provincial Stadium was thundering, and the fans who came to the scene finally felt that their tickets were not spent in vain.

Cao Jingwei, who was sitting on the bench, also breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

As long as the fans are satisfied, it will be the highest reward for themselves and the ticketing center staff.

Of course there will be no problem with the next sales!

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Of course, the ticket price of nearly 500 yuan will not be just a goal, and Long Shute's performance has just begun.

Next he was strictly guarded by Omani players, but he told his opponent with practical actions that this tactic is useless to him.

Dortmund's high-pressure can't defend him, Real Madrid and Barcelona can't defend him, just an Oman national team... where can I stop myself?

In the 75th minute, a gap appeared between the two Omani players who had fought with Long Shute for more than ten minutes. The Chinese captain killed out of the cage without hesitation. Hao Junmin understood and sent out a straight pass, and then received an assist.

Long Shute didn't even break into the penalty area this time. After receiving the pass, he only adjusted one step and directly raised his foot to shoot 20 meters away from the goal!

In Bayern, Schweinsteiger, Ribery, Robben and Kroos have excellent long-range shooting skills, and even defender Bad Stuber can take a direct free kick. In addition, after receiving additional training from Harman and Tanat, Long Shute's long-range shooting ability has been greatly improved. He did not use much strength to shoot this shot, but just made an arc. Without anyone being disturbed, there is no reason for this arc to be missed!

"4-1! The Chinese team secured the victory!"

He Wei shook his head slightly:

"Long Shute's appearance completely killed the game. The Omani players in front of him... were like a group of elementary school students who had just learned to play football!"

"Haha, that's of course, what level is Longshute? The best Golden Boot in Bundesliga history, the best Golden Boot in Champions League history, scoring two goals casually on Oman team... Isn't it easy?!"

Tao Wei changed his past calmness and neutrality and smiled relaxedly:

"If other teammates were not as strong as Bayern players and were wasting some opportunities created by Long Shute, this game would have probably become a massacre long ago, right?"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, Gao Lin, who was cruising in the backcourt of Oman, inexplicably cut off Oman's pass.

This should not even be said to be an interception or steal, because this was the panicked Oman goalkeeper kicked him...

Facing most of the empty goal, Gao Lin acted even more panicked than the opponent's goalkeeper. He first adjusted to the left, then felt unsure, and then adjusted to the right, preparing to pay tribute to Raul, and performed a violin in front of the goal with his feet...

But he suddenly remembered:

I can't play any violin at all!

"Gao Lin! Pass it to me! Go to the right!"

Just as Gao Lin was in a hurry and the Omani defender had already rushed over, he heard a familiar voice behind him.

When the word "Gao Lin" sounded, the sound seemed to be more than ten meters away.

And when the word "pass to me" sounded, it seemed that it was getting closer.

The last "to the right" instruction was right in his ears.

Gao Lin found the backbone in an instant, and his right foot quickly rolled outward, and the football almost brushed the toes of the Oman defender and rolled to the right.

The Oman goalkeeper sat directly on the goal line.

He saw a fire breaking into the penalty area!

Faced with this crazy burning flame, he chose to die!

5-1!
Chapter completed!