There is a belief called football

Chapter 254 The Last Second

"Li Qiao, if you write down my jersey number, I will buy you a soda. If I write down your jersey number, then you will buy me a soda," Corbin said.

Li Qiao looked at the two jerseys hanging on the goal crossbar. One was Corbin's No. 10, and the other was his own No. 9. This game was proposed by Corbin. Put the ball on the penalty area line to see who can shoot down the opponent's jersey hanging on the goal crossbar the fastest. The bet is not big, a bottle of soda.

"Then you go first," Li Qiao said.

After Corbin set the ball, he turned his head to look at the lively teammates, and suddenly changed his mind, "Why don't the bets be higher, and if you lose, please drink soda for the whole team",
"If you don't get older, if you lose, please drink soda for a week for the whole team," Li Qiao said.

Corbin smiled and nodded in agreement.

Corbin didn't care about the soda money, but in front of the whole team, he, the captain, must not lose to Li Qiao.

He took a deep breath, took 4 steps back, and ran up. Corbin's run-up was very characteristic. The first two steps were loose, and the last two steps suddenly accelerated. Corbin kicked in the middle of the ball.

After the ball flew out, the direction was well controlled, with almost no arc, and the ball flew towards Li Qiao's jersey.

Corbin's ball hit Li Qiao's jersey without any suspense, but unexpectedly, the ball did not knock Li Qiao's jersey down.

The teammates on the side opened their mouths wide, showing a look of disbelief.

In fact, it is also very easy to explain, just like we touch the flame of a candle with our hands, as long as the speed is fast enough, we will not be burned.

By the same token, Corbin kicked the ball in a straight direction and at a high speed, so the contact time between the ball and the jersey is very short, just like we caress a flame, and the friction on the jersey is minimal.

Corbin scratched his head and asked Li Qiao: "Does this count?"
"Of course not, our agreement is to shoot down the opponent's jersey."

Corbin was not convinced, but at that time he didn't understand the reason behind it, so although he had a lot to say, he couldn't say anything.

"Get out of the way, it's my turn",
Li Qiao pushed Corbin away, and then set up his own ball.

Corbin is a thief. He hangs his jersey in the upper left corner of the goal. For players, that is a dead corner.

The authorities are obsessed with onlookers. Li Qiao was watching just now. He knew that the reason why Corbin didn't hit the jersey was because the ball was too fast, and to succeed with this kind of ball, it had to hit the jersey from the side with an arc, just like we usually roll clothes.

After making up his mind, Li Qiao took 6 steps back. Li Qiao's run-up also has its own characteristics, that is, no matter how many steps back, Li Qiao will only suddenly accelerate at the last step.

Li Qiao kicked the lower right part of the ball, and the ball drew an arc to the left. After the spinning football hit the jersey from the side, the force generated by the friction of the ball on the jersey rolled the jersey down.

Seeing that Li Qiao had won, Prahimi was the first to run over and shout: "The captain treats you".

Corbin shook his head, but he was willing to admit defeat, "Okay, I bought the soda this week."

*****
Standing in front of the ball, Li Qiao recalled the past in his mind. The current situation is very similar to the past, except that the bet back then was just a week of soda, but the bet now is the expectation of a country.

Li Qiao aimed at the upper left corner of the goal, and now there is only a space in the upper left corner of the Korean team's goal, and Li Qiao also made up his mind, he just wanted to shoot the ball into the goal from this small gap.

Li Qiao stepped back 6 steps and waited for the referee to blow his whistle.

The ball was too critical, so it was very difficult for the referee to deal with it. The Chinese players in the penalty area desperately squeezed into the South Korean team's human wall.

Of course, the South Korean players pushed the Chinese players out desperately, not allowing the Chinese players to tear down the wall. The referee had dealt with it twice and warned him twice in the penalty area, but the pushing and shoving of both sides remained the same. In the end, Irmatov had to show yellow cards to several "stabs" of both sides to stabilize the situation.

Irmatov blew the whistle to indicate that Li Qiao could make free throws, but he didn't take the whistle out of his mouth. Obviously, if Li Qiao's goal didn't go in, the referee would blow the final whistle immediately.

The audience fell silent, except for the sound of heartbeat and breathing, no, there was also the sound of Li Qiao touching the turf during his run-up.

The moment Li Qiao touched the ball, he still felt as confident and calm as when he "gambled on soda" with Corbin back then. Time has changed, but the result has not changed. Li Qiao kicked the ball accurately into the upper left dead corner.

The ball is in!
*****
Li Qiao took off his jersey while running to the sidelines. Now it doesn’t matter if he gets a yellow card. Li Qiao revealed the big "heart-shaped" Chinese flag on the vest inside the jersey. He slid and knelt to celebrate. Li Qiao’s knees slid forward on the lawn, and at the same time he opened his arms, as if he was hugging something.

Henry's classic kneeling has now become a permanent statue in front of Highbury. I wonder if Li Qiao's kneeling will be the same in a few years' time?Maybe at that time Li Qiao no longer had the speed like the wind, but his kneeling would also become eternal.

Irmatov blew the final whistle without letting the Korean kick-off in the middle circle. The scene was boiling, and the Chinese fans went "crazy". If there were no security guards, they might rush into the stadium excitedly and pick up a piece of lawn as a souvenir.

Excited, Stan still had to put on the final restraint. According to the usual practice, he had to shake hands with the opponent's coach and the referee. Before that, he couldn't be too arrogant.

After shaking hands with Irmatov, Stan finally couldn't hold back, and he rushed to his players to hug them.

"Throw Stan, throw him," Li Weifeng booed.

This time, Stan didn't have any intention of refusing. He straightened his hands and made a "big" gesture, which means it's up to you.

"No, Li Qiao must be thrown away first," Zhou Dun suggested.

"Yes, throw Li Qiao first, he is the biggest hero",
The same is true for Li Qiao, standing there posing as if everyone does whatever he wants.

Just when everyone lifted Li Qiao up like the Six Immortals of Peach Valley in "Swordsman", the referee Irmatov came over, because Li Qiao undressed to celebrate, he had to give Li Qiao a yellow card, regardless of whether the game was over or not.

He looked at the players of the Chinese team and said with a smile: "I can wait."

"You should give me the yellow card first," Li Qiao said.

Irmatov is the "Bao Qingtian" on the court. He said: "According to the rules, players cannot lie down or sit to receive a yellow card, but must stand in front of the referee."

Helpless, everyone can only put Li Qiao down first, and then throw him away after he has received a yellow card.

After Li Qiao was thrown, everyone threw Stan, and after Stan was thrown, everyone threw Pekovic. By the time everyone thought of team doctor Dong Zhou, he had already slipped away.

At this time, Li Qiao smiled and saw Wei Xiao was being tossed by others, and suddenly someone touched him, turned around and saw that it was Sun Xingmin,
"Didn't you find me to fight after losing the ball?"Li Qiao thought.

Sun Xingmin's eyes were red. Obviously, he was eliminated at the last second, which is very difficult for Korean players to accept.

Li Qiao didn't know what to say, "I hope you will qualify for the World Cup through the play-offs," Li Qiao said.

But after finishing speaking, Li Qiao himself felt that this sentence was too fake, but Sun Xingmin didn't mind. He took off his jersey. Li Qiao understood, and handed the jersey in his hand to Sun Xingmin. After exchanging jerseys, Sun Xingmin walked towards his Hamburg teammate Lin Zhijian.

*****
After a short celebration on the court, the players returned to the locker room and went to the private space. The players became even more crazy. They went shirtless and sprayed their teammates with a bottle of champagne in each hand.

"We have entered the World Cup," Li Weifeng shouted.

"We want to win the championship," Zhou Dun said with a smile.

"Zhou Dun, are you drunk?"
"We want the group to qualify," Qi Bing said.

"We have to try to score a goal," said Qi Qi.

"It's worthless, let's beat him up," Li Weifeng said.

Everyone laughed.

Suddenly the door of the locker room opened, and everyone stopped singing and dancing, and Stan came.

Stan doesn't say anything when he walks in, just hands each one a T-shirt, and leaves the locker room as if he didn't see anything.

Everyone unfolded their T-shirts, and the eldest brother Li Weifeng suddenly woke up, "Stop making trouble, take a shower, we still have something to do."

*****
Half an hour later, the players appeared in the CCTV studio wearing "advancement T-shirts". This is the second time that the Chinese team has advanced to the World Cup. It has been 12 years since the last time. It is a big event for the fans.

The host in the studio was Duan Xuan, because his voice was hoarse, and the host should have been replaced, but Duan Xuan insisted on seeing the players of the national team.

"How does it feel to qualify for the World Cup again"?
The players all had smiles on their faces, but it was up to head coach Stein to speak.

"Be more nervous, we'll be watching next year," Stein replied.

"Will there be any celebration after the game"?
"Certainly not. I asked Milu. The last time the Chinese team advanced to the World Cup, they didn't even set off fireworks. We are doing better this time. After all, the promotion is the beginning, not the end, so there is nothing to celebrate."

"What about the holidays"?
"After today, there will be an away game against Australia. After that, they will return to the club, and I will not be able to control them."

"Don't tell me, Stan. Li Qiao, you are the hero of the lore, tell me, what were you thinking about the last ball."

Li Qiao chuckled. Before the ball, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, like playing a movie, but it was really hard to say those things.

"I want to go back and have a good sleep after the game. I suffered from insomnia last night."

"Me too, me too." The teammates echoed.

Duan Xuan finally said to the audience in the studio: "Okay, if you want to sign autographs, take a group photo, or hug, you are welcome now."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of spectators and fans rushed up and surrounded the players of the Chinese team.

　ask for support
　　
　
(End of this chapter)