"Wow!! This wall is full of display screens!"

Children wearing red Chinese team jerseys all exclaimed like this when they saw the exterior walls of the stadium.

At this time, they were standing in the square outside the stadium, lined up in two teams, waiting to take photos.

But none of them looked at the camera, but were looking at the stadium behind them.

The promotional videos of the two parties involved in the next game were playing on the big screen on the entire wall.

The red, white and blue tricolor flags of France are very eye-catching, and the stars Griezmann, Pogba and Mbappe are also very eye-catching.

"Don't look around, stand up, twist it! Look here!!" Director Zhao shouted at the top of his voice. He was holding a small flagpole in his hand, with a small yellow flag on the flagpole and a fluorescent blue baseball cap on his head. It looked very eye-catching at a hundred meters.

It just looks like a tour guide...

"Hey, Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo, are you doing well?" He asked Guo Wei in front of him anxiously.

Guo Wei put the camera on a tripod and was debugging the camera. He replied without raising his head: "It's almost done, it's almost done!"

Then I continued to study the camera: "This is shutter priority...I should use aperture priority...Yes, aperture, aperture...the minimum aperture...and then here, delay ten seconds to take a photo...Okay!!"

After pressing the shutter, he ran to the team with his big belly and pulled a banner with Director Zhao left and right: "Yang Wenlong Football Training Institution cheers for the Chinese team!"

"Look at the camera!!!" Director Zhao shouted at the top of his lungs.

The children turned back and looked at the camera as he roared.

Yang Wenlong was surrounded by a group of children, standing in the middle of the team, with a serious look on his face.

"Three, two, one! Eggplant!"

Click.

With the giant screen of Kazan Arena as the background, everyone's smiling faces and the banners raised are frozen in the photos.

Behind them, the large display screen of Kazan Arena just showing the Chinese national flag. The flying five-star red flag extends from the left side of the large screen to the far right. Under the influence of visual effects, it looks like it is fluttering in the wind.

In the middle of the five-star red flag, it is a close-up of Gao Zheng, the representative star of the Chinese team.

Gao Zheng above the red flag waved his fists and was shouting, as if celebrating the goal.

At the end of the national flag, there is a sentence in English: "The hope of one and four billion people!"

All of these were frozen on the photos at the same time.

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Nearly an hour before the start of the game, Lin Yuan and his sister Lin Sisi had already entered the Kazan Arena, stood in the stands and looked around, and started to inquire with curiosity.

They are not an exception. There are already many Chinese fans around them. They are wearing Chinese team jerseys or red cheering T-shirts, holding small national flags in their hands, and flag stickers on their faces. Some people even exaggeratedly, painting their entire faces with five-star red flags...

This is not the first time Lin Yuan has come to watch the game on site. It is not the first time he has watched the game on site, whether it is Atletico Madrid or the Chinese team.

But this was the first time he saw the Chinese team match in the World Cup. He felt excited when he saw the blockbuster reds around him filling the stands bit by bit.

"Look, this is the Chinese fans! Who said we don't like football? That's because he didn't come to the World Cup to see!" Lin Yuan pointed to the red in the stands and said to Dong Jin beside him.

Dong Jin beside him was wearing the Chinese team jersey like him, with a national flag sticker on his face and a five-star red flag in his hand. Seeing this scene, he said in a daze: "I will also wear the Chinese team jersey to play in the World Cup in the future!"

Lin Yuan snorted: "Dream you! You are a Spaniard! You should just play the World Cup for Spain honestly!"

"No! I am Chinese!" Dong Jin retorted.

"You are Spanish nationality!"

"I can change nationality!"

"Hey, I tell you, the nationality of our country is the hardest to obtain in the world..."

Lin Yuan said this and saw a sly smile on Dong Jin's face: "I checked it. It's not as difficult for people of Chinese descent to join Chinese nationality as you said. My parents are both Chinese. I am just born in Spain. As long as I am willing to give up my Spanish nationality, I can apply to join Chinese nationality. At that time, I will be a complete Chinese and can join the Chinese team to play the World Cup!"

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Dong Jin would go to investigate this problem specifically.

His eyes turned and he thought of the reason to attack Dong Jin: "Don't think that the Chinese team can join any cat or dog. I tell you that the Chinese team will definitely not be as good as it is now, and its level is high! Because of me!"

He also patted his chest hard.

Dong Jin gave him a blank look: "If you can all be selected into the Chinese team, I will definitely be able to do it too. If I can't, then you can't!"

"Ph, I can!"

"No, you can't! I can do it!"

Lin Sisi looked at the two boys beside her who had a quarrel helplessly. She had been accustomed to such quarrels these days...

Sometimes she really doubts whether Dong Jin is her brother's good friend...

But my younger brother begged him to bring Dong Jin to Russia to watch football because he told him that he was his good partner in Atletico Madrid echelon.

Did you ask yourself to bring Dong Jin with you to quarrel with him?

She decided to ignore the two middle-aged teenagers and turned her attention to the big screen on the scene.

The competition has not started yet, so the promotional videos of both parties are being played on the live screen.

Now the Chinese team is playing the promotional video. Wu Lei, who is efficient in Espanyol, also appeared in the team's old captain Zheng Zhi, but it appeared the most times, so of course there are only Gao Zheng.

When the picture was frozen in the end, all Chinese players lined up in an arrow formation, spreading from the middle to both sides. The person standing in the front and the middle was Gao Zheng. He wrapped his hands around his chest and raised his head slightly. From the big screen at the top of the stadium, he overlooked the fans and the stadium in the stands.

Lin Sisi moaned in her heart: "So handsome..."

She seemed to have returned to the afternoon when she first saw Gao Zheng at the door of that ragged football training class.

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Gao Zheng's parents were sitting in the VIP box, and Xiao Yingying was with them.

Not far away, Feng Shiyao was talking to a few people with a smile.

Today she wore a female version of the Chinese team's home jersey, with long hair tied into a ponytail, hanging behind her head, tight jeans and sneakers, making her look very sports and casual.

She had flag stickers on both cheeks.

This has almost become the standard for Chinese fans on the scene.

After chatting for a few words, the few people waved goodbye to Feng Shiyao.

Feng Shiyao said goodbye to them and returned to Gao Zheng’s parents. Gao Zheng’s mother asked curiously: “Yaoyao, who are they?”

"Fifa is responsible for business activities, mom..." Feng Shiyao briefly introduced, "They wish me success in the day after tomorrow."

During the World Cup, many cultural performances will be held in various parts of Russia at the same time, such as inviting singers from participating countries to hold concerts in Russia, which is also part of the World Cup event.

This is a bit like an album released during every World Cup, which contains songs from fans of various national teams.

However, now we have directly moved the album offline and have fun with the World Cup competition through a large number of literary and artistic activities.

As a representative of the Chinese music scene, Feng Shiyao is also among the invited ranks.

Others come to Russia to watch football, but Feng Shiyao still has to work and the schedule is very tight.

But even so, she would not arrange any work during the days when there were Chinese team competitions.

He is dedicated to cheering for the Chinese team, cheering for Gao Zheng, and accompanying Gao Zheng's parents.

This is the most important thing for her to come to Russia.

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Gao Zheng and his teammates stood in the player's channel and were waiting to appear.

It can be felt that his teammates around him are more or less nervous.

Gao Zheng was not nervous, but he was a little excited.

Participating in the World Cup is a dream he has had since childhood.

Since his first day of playing football, he has dreamed countless times that he appeared on the World Cup in a Chinese team jersey.

This time, he and his teammates went through a lot of hardships, from the Asian qualifiers to the Asian qualifiers play-offs, and then to the final play-offs, passing the hurdles and defeating Australia and Honduras, which led to today's journey to Russia.

But they are different from the one sixteen years ago. This time they are not here to play the first round of the group stage.

Although their group opponents have a strong French team.

But he wants to play in the World Cup, isn’t it because he fights with these world’s strong teams?

This is the same as when he is transferring from Sampdoria to Atletico Madrid.

If you can't fight against a strong enemy, what's the point of playing football?

“Hi, high.”

Just when Gao Zheng was in a daze, a voice sounded beside him.

Griezmann stood beside him with a smile.

"Do you know? After the group results of the World Cup group stage came out, I have been looking forward to fighting with you. I have been waiting for this day for a long time," he said.

"No wonder you are always so motivated when training in the team." Gao Zheng was happy.

"I admit that you are very good, high. But this time, my teammates are better than your teammates. I think the final victory will belong to our France." Griezmann pointed his finger at his teammates.

Without waiting for Gao Zheng to answer, Pogba came up and grinned at Gao Zheng, revealing his white teeth: "Our goal is the world champion!"
To be continued...