Chen Xi slowly picked up the ball and placed it on the small penalty area line. It took him 6 seconds to kick the ball out.

Beep,

Beep,

Beep...

The French referee finally blew the whistle to the end of the game.

"The whole game ends!"

"The Chinese National Olympic Team finally defeated the Italian National Olympic Team with a score of 3:1 and advanced to the men's football final of the 2000 Sydney Olympics. The Chinese National Olympic Team continues to create magical history. Their opponents will be Brazil or Japan, and this game will start later."

Everyone was crazy. At the first time of the game, the players on the court hugged each other wildly, and the substitute players rushed up. Even Horton was excited to rush from the coach's seat to the court and joined the celebration.

Entering the finals, what awesome result!

If a spinach company gives China's Olympic Games odds, then the odds of football are definitely the most powerful. The odds of winning the championship in any event will be more optimistic than football. It is easy for China's National Olympic Team to reach the finals. Of course, today is different from the past. The combat effectiveness shown by this national Olympic team is no longer a shame to the spinach company. They are one of the most powerful contenders of the championship.

This is...the first final this year?

Zheng Zhi looked up at the sky and couldn't remember it any more. He counted in his heart and it should be the third final. The German Cup final, the Champions League final, and now the Olympic final... Everything is still dreamy.

Standing not far away, he quietly watched his teammates and coaching team celebrated with emotion, but he did not join in. He always felt like he was playing games. He turned his head habitually to look at his opponent in Italy. As expected, it was all familiar scenes. Everyone had their heads hanging down, looking like their parents were dead. As success, the king was the king, the enemy was defeated, and no one would be happy if they lost.

Zheng Zhi took steps towards Pirlo.

At this time, Pirlo kept shaking his head with his waist and his long golden hair fluttered in the wind, so handsome.

"Hey,"

"Andrea,"

Zheng Zhi patted his shoulder, "This is not a time to be depressed. A greater goal is waiting for you. You must go back and help Inter Milan quickly."

"The second round needs you."

Inter Milan?

Pirlo raised his head and heard the four words Inter Milan, his eyes quickly became sharper again.

Yes, this is not the time to be frustrated.

We must fly back to Milan immediately. The national team lost the battlefield, but there is still a club. We finally returned to Inter Milan. We must not let Inter Milan have an accident in the Champions League.

"I believe you can do it."

"See you in Milan."

"Yeah," Pirlo just nodded, held his breath, swallowed the depression in his heart...

...

...

After saying goodbye to Pirlo and Italy, Zheng Zhi accepted interviews from journalists from all over the world on the court. Dozens of reporters rushed to him, chatting in various languages. Some of them could understand, while others could not understand, but Zheng Zhi left the interview rights to ccbv5 first.

"Zheng Zhi, what does it feel like to lead the team to the Olympic finals?"

"very good."

"I don't feel much. I think it's better for you to interview Fan Zhiyi and the others because they are much more excited than me."

"I'm a boring person." Zheng Zhi grabbed the back of his head, "I really don't feel so excited about reaching the final? I think it's normal to reach the final according to our team's strength. Of course, it's normal to lose to Italy. The two sides have similar levels and their skills and tactics have also performed very well, but we seized more opportunities."

"Are you not excited to reach the finals? Are you excited to win the Olympic gold medal?"

"Of course, that's the case. In addition to winning the gold medal, I'll be very happy. Who is not? But it's not easy to get the gold medal. We have to beat the next opponent."

"That was the time when we really created the history of Chinese football. I knew that the people of the whole country wanted to wait for that moment, but because of this, I am very calm now. We must calm down. So far, we still have nothing to gain."

"We understand, your goal is gold."

...

...

Next, it was finally the turn of a reporter from "Milan Sports" who asked in English:

"Zheng,"

"You led the team to defeat Italy, are you worried that you will be booed by Italian fans when you return to Italy?"

Zheng Zhi smiled slightly, "Hosh?"

"Is that because I'm afraid of me?"

A reporter from Brazil's Global Sports asked in Portuguese: "Are you looking forward to the final with Ronalnidio?"

"He hasn't done this yet,"

"Of course I hope he can do it."

"But I'm also ready to comfort him."

"You mean the semi-finals?"

"No, I'm talking about the final."

...

...

One hour later, another battlefield. Brazil vs Japan.

There are more Japanese fans cheering for the Japanese team at the Canberra Stadium than Chinese fans. 6,000 Japanese fans have completely turned this place into their home court, with the deep blue sea roaring, while few Brazilian fans.

"Is it different?"

"There are not so many Japanese fans in the group stage."

"horrible."

Ronaldinho stood in the middle circle arc, looking up at the blue ocean, still smiling, while his partner Fabiano, still looked bitter, as if he had never visited him, only suffering was cruising beside him.

“Man,”

“Relax,”

"We'll be able to go home with the bonus and everything will be fine by then."

Beep—

More than 6,000 Japanese fans brought endless power to the Japanese team. Hideho Nakada led his compatriots to fight against Brazil at the Canberra Stadium! This was something Brazilian coach Luceborg had never expected.

The weak Japanese team performed more aggressively than the group stage.

In the 10th minute, the Brazilian defender played with fire in the back and was intercepted by the Japanese team's top star Hidesu Nakada successfully, and then passed the ball straight to Naota Kakara. Naota Kakara pushed the ball into the lower right corner of the goal, taking a 1:0 lead.

Ronalnidio would never have thought that Brazil would be so behind. He would chase after the game.

The Brazilian team then tried to suppress the Japanese team in the half, but they did not expect that they could not do it! The Japanese team was evenly matched with them and had no intention of retreating at all, which made it difficult for them to find more opportunities to score.

On the contrary, in the 27th minute, the Brazilian team suffered another bad news! Junichi Inomoto and Shunsuke Nakamura made continuous wall-to-wall cooperation in the midfield. The latter passed Nakada Hidesuke in front of the penalty area, and Nakada Hidesuke volleyed from the side!

2:0.

Japan leads Brazil with two goals!

If Japan beats Brazil in the end, the Japanese team will meet the Chinese team in the final and create the craziest history of Asian football!

Zheng Zhi and the others also watched the game in front of the TV.

At this time, when the Japanese team was leading two goals, everyone started to talk.

Sun Jihai couldn't believe it:

"My grass?"

"No way?"

"Is the opponent Japan?"

“mmp~”

"I really didn't expect that, I really thought that there were 10,000 possible things that I could never imagine that the final was Japan,"

"So, the two Asian teams have played the best finals. We are not afraid of playing Japan. It is better than playing Brazil. We have at least 60% chance of winning, right?"

Sun Jihai despised the Japanese team naked.

"Is it 70%? 60% is a bit low," even Li Weifeng said so.

"Brazil is too bad, right? Ronalnidio did not play. Two goals behind, they may be sneak attacked by the Japanese team and scored another goal, so there is basically no hope."

Zheng Zhi was silent.

He was also surprised that the Japanese team was strong, and he knew that these guys were almost the best players in Asia in the next ten years. But is Ronaldinho's Brazil team not strong? This result is so fussy.

It seems that I really want to play with the Japanese team...

But when the second half of the game changed sides, the game changed dramatically!

First, just 2 minutes into the opening game, Ronalnidio dribbled the ball into the Japanese team's penalty area and received a penalty. He personally took the penalty and changed the score to 1:2.
To be continued...