"Okay! Haha! Come on the competition, Kaka!" Zhang Jun smiled and stretched out his hand.

The two men held their hands together again.

"Penal! Lucio tripped Zhang Jun in the penalty area! Now is the final stage of overtime, and this ball undoubtedly sentenced Brazil's death penalty! All players surrounded him, and the Chinese team started to have a carnival from players to coaches to fans! The World Cup was placed outside the entrance of the player's passage! The Chinese team is only a short distance away from it! Is China going to write history?" The commentator on the scene shouted passionately, answering him was the roar of the Chinese fans on the scene.

The protests and explanations of the Brazilian players, and even begging, did not work. The referee on duty, Swedish Anderson waved his hand to disperse the Brazilian and then signaled the Chinese team to give a penalty.

Kaka saw Zhang Jun carefully putting the football on the penalty spot, and suddenly remembered what An Ke, the best goalkeeper in Europe last year, said in an interview with reporters: "The penalty kick I don't want to save the most is Zhang Jun's kick..."

Just as Zhang Jun got up and retreated, the audience suddenly became quiet. The sunlight at noon shone directly. Although it was winter, everyone's body was already wet.

The pressure of this ball... At least 800 million viewers in China are staring at TV, paying attention to the game thousands of miles away. The eyes of 800 million people are all on Zhang Jun alone. With so many people's expectations, can he bear it after running for 120 minutes? Brazil's goalkeeper Dida is famous for his good penalties. Maybe things have not yet reached the end of his life with Brazil.

"I like football!" The owner of this voice has accompanied him for thirteen years...

The camera behind the Brazilian goal keenly captured the close-up of Zhang Jun's front and transmitted the picture through the signal to the large screen of the stadium and to every corner of the world.

In front of the billion viewers around the world, Zhang Jun closed his eyes in front of Dida!

There was a slight commotion at the scene, but it immediately calmed down. Everyone was waiting for the referee's whistle, one or three.

"beep--"

Luoyang one month later.

This city, which is not very famous all over the world, has attracted the attention of major media around the world in just a few days, and almost all the well-known figures in the world football world gather here.

Pili, Diego Maradona, Van Basten, Ruud Gulit, Frand Rijkaard, Robert Batistuta, Zola, Raul, Zinedine Zidane, Ronaldo, David Robert Joseph Beckham, Robert Carlos de Silva, Vieri... These shining names gathered here, not to attend any meeting or play any game, they just wished the couple to attend the wedding of the two.

Looking at the lively and festive scene, An Ke touched Kaka beside him: "I said you should consider a lifelong matter, right? You are still alone!"

Kaka smiled: "You have the face to say to me too? You diamond princess!"

An Ke smiled embarrassedly: "You know the reason for me."

Kaka looked at the eye-catching big red word "happy" and sighed: "I regret meeting Sophie..."

An Ke was puzzled and was about to ask again, but he heard a cheer: "They are here!"

He hurriedly raised his head, and the groom Zhang Jun appeared in front of everyone with the bride Sophie in his arms. Suddenly, the flashing lights made a lot of applause.

Zhang Jun in a dress is more handsome than ever, while Sophie in a wedding dress is beautiful and holy like a goddess.

An Ke clapped desperately while talking to himself: "What a beautiful flower is placed on cow dung..."

He heard Kaka talking to himself, "I would rather make that cow dung..."

The spacious lobby of the five-star hotel in Sanli still seemed crowded, and everyone was sincerely blessing the happiest newcomers in the world. In front of the eye-catching red "Happy", a trophy reflecting red light was placed in a glass cabinet. Two Hercules stood back to back, and four hands held up a golden earth together. The scenes in the entire lobby were reflected on the earth, and everyone's smiling faces appeared one by one...

Postscript: I send another trailer, I hope everyone won’t get bored. The trailer is to give a hope to many friends who support me and care about me, and to record the fragmented sparks I have in the process of conceiving the plot. Some things need strong touching to be written, but this kind of touching is not open for business at all times. The opening of the Women’s World Cup reminds me of the memories of the early morning of that summer four years ago. Looking at CCTV5’s Women’s World Cup special program "Flower Flowers", I had the urge to write something, so I wrote this thing out.

By the way, some off-topic talk: those friends who swear that they will never watch Chinese team games again. When the Olympic qualifiers and the top ten World Cup qualifiers are coming, can you really turn off the TV or change the channel to watch TV series? After the Sino-Symphony War, many people scolded the National Olympic Team, but didn’t you still read it? A friend of mine wrote a short story, which was his work of righteous indignation after the Sino-Symphony War. In his novel, he wrote Chinese football very darkly. I felt it was a bit exaggerated after reading it, but in the end he still had the greatest popular ending, and he still left his hope to Chinese football. He said that after thinking about it, he still had a little hope. Friends who are interested can go to "Climbing - Original Upload - Short Story Original" to find "Behind the Light".

The national team and men's football team are indeed disappointing, but hasn't we ever been happy? In the top ten games in 2001, I still remember how excited and excited I was at that time, and how excited the people around me were. After October 7th, I went out on the streets, and in the suburbs not near the city center, I saw big red paper confetti on the streets. What are those? It's a breath of 44 years!

If everyone doesn’t care about the national team, then what else can we talk about? What else should we talk about "break out of Asia and go to the world"? The realization of a goal and the realization of a dream is not just about the eleven people on the court, or twenty-two people. After saying a long time, these words are actually the same: there is nothing that cannot be done, only what we don’t want to do. If you really support the national team, support Chinese football, or be a Chinese fan, if you can’t play on the court, then try your best to shout!
Chapter completed!