Chinese fans are all holding on to their senses. Even Wang Jianxiang, who commented on the game, was also holding on to their senses, hoping that this national Olympic team, which was highly anticipated, would surprise people in the game.

but……

"Hey?" Wang Jianxiang was stunned in front of the microphone. He didn't see clearly just now, but only saw the Greek players suddenly raised their arms and cheering, while the football was lying quietly in the Chinese team's goal. "What's going on?"

Qiu Suhui stood up, but he didn't see clearly just now. The Greek team had a corner kick, and the penalty area was in chaos, and then he saw the opponent start to celebrate the goal.

The goal was being played on TV, and all Chinese fans were opening their eyes wide, hoping to find out the clues that the opponent's foul could cause the goal to be invalid. However, after everyone saw that the corner kick was taken, no one got the ball, and the football fell into the penalty area. Then Greek forward Amanatidis stabbed Liu Peng in front of him, and the football bounced out on the post.

Then Xiang Tao cleared the ball with his big foot. However, the football hit the back of Amanatidis, who was instinctively dodging, and flew towards the goal again!

Sima Hongxin flew to pounce, but he was one step late!

Seeing that the football was about to enter the door, it hit the crossbar and bounced back! The Chinese players who thought they had escaped were not even breathing, but the football hit Sima Hongxin's head in a terrible way, and then slowly flew into the goal...

"It's too... too exaggerated, right?" Qiu Suhui looked at the big screen and opened his mouth for a long time without closing it. Sima Hongxin was flying in the air, and the back of her head was just a little bit, which actually made the football come into contact. She didn't have such good luck in buying lottery tickets!

"I don't know if this ball should be counted at Xiang Tao's feet, on Amanatidis's back, or on the back of Sima Hongxin's head?" Wang Jianxiang said helplessly. It was a natural disaster. No one expected that the Chinese team would concede the ball in less than 20 minutes after it came up, and it was concealed in such a funny way...

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Xiang Tao looked at the Greeks cheering and celebrating, and spat unwillingly: "Don't be lucky!"

"Can you score such a ball? Is it incredible?" Zhao Pengyu was a little panicked and came to participate in the competition with confidence, but he didn't expect that someone would throw a basin of cold water on his head. The courage that he finally had finally plucked up disappeared in an instant.

Sima Hongxin sat on the ground, looking helplessly at the football in the goal. He was blaming himself. This goal was equivalent to an own goal.

But Yang Pan walked into the door expressionlessly, picked up the football, and then said to Sima Hongxin, and to others: "What are you doing with a sad face? There are still seventy minutes left, can we be defeated by one ball? Let's take our place, let's kick off!"

"Hey! Interesting!" Xiang Tao grinned, "I want to avenge the revenge I just saw! If I can hit the football with my back, I will use my glans to rush it!"

"Damn it! Speak quietly for me, it's live broadcast now! Idiot!" Yang Pan felt that the murderous aura he had finally accumulated had destroyed the idiot.

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Hu Li looked at Qiu Suhui sitting beside him. He was stunned for a moment just now when he just looked at the big screen, and then sat back like nothing happened. "Don't you shout a few times? I encountered such a situation in the first game. Aren't you worried that the team will not recover?"

But Qiu Suhui just smiled slightly: "It's a bit too early to shout now. I'm still observing the strength of the Greek team. Besides, there is a master in our team who is motivated. With him in the team, you won't be depressed."

The game continued, and the Chinese team launched a fierce offensive after conceding the ball. Yang Pan also consciously strengthened his long shot, and for a moment, the Greek goal was in a panic. However, the Greek team quickly paid attention to Yang Pan. As long as the ball was passed to him, two Greek players would definitely pounce on him to interfere closely, so that he would not let him take the ball comfortably.

Now, let alone shooting, Yang Pan couldn't even turn his body. On several occasions, he couldn't even stop the ball and was destroyed by the opponent.

Originally, I wanted to cooperate with Li Yongle, but the opponent pressed too fiercely and he couldn't even pass the ball well. How could he cooperate?

It seems that Greece clearly wants me to disappear completely in this game. Yang Pan is not brave but unscrupulous. He knows that he has become a thorn in the Greek team's side and cannot play any role at the moment. So why not attract the other party's attention as Qiu Suhui said and create space and opportunities for others.

When Li Yongle passed the ball to his side again, Yang Pan accelerated and ran towards the ball, following two Greek players like a shadow behind him. However, Yang Pan did not stop the ball, but directly passed the ball back to Li Yongle.

Seeing that Li Yongle was a little surprised, he shouted to Li Yongle: "Don't make a mistake! You are the core of the midfield, move forward!"

Yes! I am the core of the midfield! Li Yongle knocked the ball and then accelerated to bypass a Greek player. The situation on the field should be controlled by me!

"Li Yongle suddenly dribbled the ball forward!"

Seeing Li Yongle's posture, Wang Yu hurriedly leaned slightly into the middle. Now that Li Yongle has gone up, he is the back midfielder, responsible for protecting Li Yongle's rear and allowing him to attack with peace of mind.

Li Jie followed him to the side and pulled out the gap in the middle. Li Yongle was dribbling the ball, and he could see where there was gap on the field for him to use. This is the so-called "big picture view".

Because Li Jie pulled to the right, a gap was revealed in Greece's defense line, which was there! Li Yongle passed straight, and the football rolled quickly to the left of the penalty area against the turf, but the speed of the ball seemed to be a little faster...

"As the core of the midfield, the brain of the entire team on the court, you must be clear about the abilities and characteristics of each of your teammates, so that you can know what kind of ball you want to pass to them, including strength, angle, and speed." This is what Qiu Suhui said to him more than once during training.

So Li Yongle believes that this ball will definitely be received because he passed it to Zhao Pengyu, the "scud" who is second only to Yang Pan's speed in the team.

"It's Zhao Pengyu! His speed is very fast. He plugged in from behind and received the ball, and he did not take offside!"

After Zhao Pengyu received the ball, he did not make a cross, but twisted his body and inserted it into the goal! Then he immediately kicked the ball!

Greek goalkeeper Aparis flew to block the ball shot to the near corner, but the football hit the side net, causing him to have a false alarm and all the Greeks present to have a false alarm.

Qiu Suhui looked at his watch and was less than ten minutes before the end of the first half. Well, it was the best to equalize the score before the end of the first half. He stood up and walked to the sidelines and shouted to the field: "Xiang Tao! You can go up!"

This seemed like a spell to lift the bondage. Xiang Tao began to shine with his eyes and his whole body became full of energy. He waited for Lao Qiu to say this for thirty-seven minutes, and now he could finally gallop up and down the left road at will.

Li Yongle took the ball again. He wanted to pass the ball forward, but when he saw that the situation in the frontcourt was not very good, he was a little confused. He couldn't find the gap for a while, and then delayed the opponent and forced him up. He suddenly glanced at Xiang Tao, who was full of anger in the back, and thought of Coach Qiu Suhui's arrangements.

The boy has been suppressed for a long time, so it's time for him to move around. Now there are still five minutes left before the end of the first half, so I'm trying to equalize the score before the end of the half! Damn, the conceding of the ball was actually in such a funny way. If the game is lost because of this ball, the Chinese Olympic team will be ridiculed.

With a thought, he passed the ball with his right foot to the diagonal rear. Wang Yu cleverly missed and deceived the Greek midfielder Constantinos.

Xiang Tao received the ball, and because Wang Yu covered him, there were no Greek players in front of him. This was really a high sky, and the sea was wide and the fish jumped. "Ah! Girl, help me take care of the back, I went up!" He shouted and drove the ball up.

When Zhao Pengyu saw Xiang Tao coming up, he also started running forward, leading the opponent's full-back to the bottom line, and bringing the space for Xiang Tao.

However, Greece's defensive player No. 15 Sapanis quickly made up for it, blocking Xiang Tao's way out.

Qiu Suhui just asked Xiang Tao to move forward, but did not say how to deal with the ball forward and backward. So he decided to break through instead of passing the ball.

The opponent's tall waist, nearly 1.9 meters tall, pushed up, but Xiang Tao didn't look at it, but just pushed the ball to the right, then used his left hand to make everything, and then crossed the opponent's ball. He planned to fight with the opponent in this way!

"Idiot! Sapanis is the strongest one in our team. Will that Chinese actually fight against him?" A Greek player couldn't help but shout.

Xiang Tao couldn't understand what the other party was calling, and he didn't pay attention to the other party's ghost call. He only knew that this person was very strong, and his height of nearly 1.9 meters was indeed not white. He was pressing against him with all his strength.

"My God! If this continues, the ball will definitely be lost!"

The other party seemed to be intentional about playing tricks on him, and the force exerted was too high and too low, which made Xiang Tao even more uncomfortable.

"You are your ancestors! Isn't it just a comparison of strength? I'm afraid you won't be able to do it?" Xiang Tao was ruthless, and his right leg suddenly pushed his strength to the ground, leaned to the left on the other party, and then exerted force again, and his body suddenly jumped up. Sapanis was actually knocked away by him!

"Ah! Xiang Tao broke away from Greece's Sapanis! The referee did not blew the whistle! A reasonable collision!" Wang Jianxiang shouted.

"Damn! It's too messy!" Yang Pan shook his head straight on the other side of the court. It was actually very dangerous just now. If Xiang Tao's explosive power did not surpass the opponent, the ball would be quickly cut off by the Greek players surrounded, and then hit him directly - a quick counterattack. "But this is really your style, Xiang Tao..."

Xiang Tao took advantage of the situation and hooked the ball to the left, passing No. 16 Vientras, who was originally planning to come up to grab. Now he is 23 meters away from the Greek goal, and no one stops him!

Can such a good opportunity be easily let go? Of course not, but Xiang Tao, who passed by two, was not much better. His center of gravity was a little confused. The distance between the football and the body was not a position that was conducive to direct shooting. However, Sapanis, who was unwilling to give up, had already pulled his hand from behind, and time did not allow Xiang Tao to adjust again!

Either pass the ball or shoot. But Xiang Tao was lowering his head, and he knew where to pass the ball? So there was only one answer...

"Xiang Tao suddenly took a kick!"

Xiang Tao took a long shot before his body's center of gravity had been adjusted! But wouldn't this be too forced?

But the speed of the football shattered the question, and the ball was very fast and came in full force!

Greek goalkeeper Aparis was ready for the battle, but the ball was still fast and unexpected. In a hurry, he could only use his two fists to hit the ball out of the penalty area. After a muffled sound, the football jumped high and flew out of the penalty area!

"It's a pity that the ball didn't go in... Wait!" What surprised Wang Jianxiang was the person who appeared at the football landing point now - Yang Pan.

Since he was "special care", he has been furious. Now he has finally found a chance. How can he not vent his vent? He pulled his body apart, swayed his right leg and pulled it out like a whip!

The football was still in mid-air, and was hit by Yang Pan's thick right leg, and then it blasted towards the goal like a cannonball!

Aparis, who was so terrified by Xiang Tao's powerful long shot just now, had not yet gotten up from the ground, but saw a terrifying scene. Yang Pan, the man who was called the number one dangerous person by the coach, shot, and the ball was flying towards him!

The ball is very fast, faster than the one just now! It is really worthy of being the "heavy gun" Yang Pan's shot.

Before Aparis could even react, the football flew into the goal against his scalp, and then hit the net forcefully. With a "swish", the ball entered!

After scoring the goal, Yang Pan ran to the corner flag and yelled at a camera there, then ran to the coach's seat, and he wanted to hug Qiu Suhui!

"The ball is scored! The ball is scored! Yang Pan!!! This is the first goal of the Chinese men's football team in the history of the Olympics! Let's listen to Yang Pan's roar!" Wang Jianxiang also roared. It was really great to start with such an extraordinary goal.

"It was Yang Pan's powerful and heavy shot that smashed the humiliating memories of the past and opened the Olympics gate. What was presented to them would be another brand new history, waiting for them to create." The next day, some media commented on Yang Pan's goal, believing that it was a "historical" goal.

But Yang Pan didn't think so much at that time. He only knew that he had scored a goal and helped the national Olympic team equalize the score.

Xiang Tao looked at Yang Pan's back with some reluctance: "I should have entered this ball..."

"Stupid!" Li Yongle slapped him in the butt from behind, "Your explosive power is indeed better than Yang Pan, but you don't know how to use it. You can only use brute force. That shot is too straight and you don't pursue any angle. The opponent's goalkeeper can block it even if he is wood."

"What do you know? Power is exactly what I pursue! I want to hit the goalkeeper into the goal!" Xiang Tao roared. Although he knew in his heart that Li Yongle was right, he would never show weakness.

When Li Yongle heard this, he remembered the scene when he saw Yang Pan hit Zhang Lintao into the goal in the game. In the blink of an eye, we all grew up and were in Athens wearing the same jersey and fighting hard for the same name, fighting side by side.

Yang Pan was still retreating into the court and waving to the Chinese fans in the stands. Li Yongle looked at Yang Pan, and there was only one missing person next to him at this moment!

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Lao Niu waved the national flag excitedly, and the frequency was faster than before. He seemed to want to use his strength to set off a red wave in the Greek stands. He witnessed his first Chinese men's football team to the Seoul Olympics, the first time to reach the Japan-Korea World Cup, and now he has witnessed the first goal of the Chinese men's football team in the Olympics. He feels that he is the happiest person in the world.

At the end of the first half, the Greek players seemed dejected, no wonder they had such an expression. They were equalized by Yang Pan's aggressive goal, and basically felt a huge rock in their hearts. They deserve to be a "morality killer".

In the locker room, Qiu Suhui said leisurely to his subordinates: "I did a good job in the first half. Xiang Tao could let go of the offense in the second half, and Zhao Pengyu and Wang Yu provided more cover for him. Li Yongle worked harder and mastered the rhythm of the whole game. Judging from the first half, Greece was not strong except for height. We must win to lay a solid foundation for future games."

Yang Pan listened to Qiu Suhui's arrangement expressionlessly. Although he scored the first goal in the history of the Chinese men's football team, he was not too excited. After all, he has created too many history that future generations cannot surpass. The feeling of that ball was just like usual, it was just another goal.

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Zhang Jun was anxious about the TV. He wanted to watch the first game of the Chinese team in the Olympics. But he is now in the Netherlands, not in China. Dutch TV did not broadcast the game between the Chinese team and Greece, but broadcast the game between Argentina and Seychelles, with big-name stars. Argentina led his opponent with three goals in the first half. He is worthy of being the favorite to win the championship.

Sophie watched Zhang Jun sulk at the TV. She picked up Zhang Jun's cell phone and dialed Qiu Suhui's phone number for him. Then she handed the phone to Zhang Jun. "If you can't see the game, you can communicate in another way." She smiled at Zhang Jun, and Zhang Jun's irritable heart suddenly calmed down.

Zhang Jun took the phone and it was connected there.

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Qiu Suhui was explaining the tactics of the second half to the team members when he heard the phone ringing in his pocket. He was wondering who called over without eyes at this time. He picked it up and saw that it was Zhang Jun!

"Oh, Zhang Jun!" Qiu Suhui shocked the other team members, especially Yang Pan.

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To be continued...