Fox in the Penalty Area - Chapter 309 It's useless to give you a chance

"Holly Holly!"

When Hu Lai walked towards the mixed area from a distance with the football in one hand and the best of the game trophy in the other, the reporters waiting there couldn't wait to greet him warmly.

It was as if he was going to ask Hu Lai immediately: "Does the elder brother take a car?" "Does the elder brother stay at the hotel?" Interviewed by the official World Cup media. And in the mixed area, it was the place where all reporters could interview Hu Lai.

Chen Xingyi, who had already walked through the mixed area, suddenly turned back and ran back until he reached Hu Lai, and then covered his mouth and said to him: "Don't pay attention to them, they want to ask you about the handball you played against Lao Wang. What do you think of the foul...""

"How do you know?" Hu Lai asked suspiciously.

"They asked me this question just now, but I ignored them..." Hu Lai nodded, as if he had suddenly realized: "Oh..."

He then took his stand in front of reporters in the mixed zone.

"...." Seeing this scene, Chen Xingyi almost uttered swear words, but when he saw the densely packed cameras and microphones present, he could only hold his words in his heart:

Hold!

He was also embarrassed to leave Hu Lai alone...he could only stand by and accompany Hu Lai.

The Chinese and foreign reporters were also very happy to see Hu Lai's cooperation.

Chinese reporters naturally want to ask some normal questions, such as what is it like to complete a hat-trick in the quarter-finals? How do you feel now that you have scored hat-tricks in two consecutive World Cups? For the last zero-angle goal, how did he think about shooting in that way?

But before they could open their mouths, a question in English with a British accent rang out:

"Hu, do you also think that the handball foul committed by your central defender at the end of the game was immoral?" The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became more heated.

A Chinese reporter angrily said: "You are not qualified to ask such a question!"

"This is too impolite!"

"Ignore him, Holly!"

"Take off your tinted glasses, Brits!"

Chen Xingyi didn't show his face behind, but curled his lips inwardly - just like that.

Before he stopped, some British reporters couldn't wait to ask him this question, and then he was stunned by Chinese reporters.

He realized that this was a nuisance, so he walked straight through the mixed zone without stopping. Anyway, reporters can't force any player to be interviewed in the mixed zone.

Now he looked at the British reporter who asked the question—very recognizable, he was glared at by a group of Chinese reporters, and the focus of everyone's eyes was the British reporter, with thin yellow hair tenaciously covering his scalp, like a piece of stone on a stone layer of yellow lichen.

He is not alone with the British reporter who asked him the question just now, so it can be seen that all the British reporters here are very concerned about this question.

The Chinese reporters glared at him, and he looked at Hu Lai. Not only him, but other British reporters also looked at Hu Lai. Under the eyes of everyone, Hu Lai smiled slightly and asked, "Why do you think so?"

The opponent froze for a moment, and then explained: "Because his deliberate handball prevented England from scoring..."

Hou Lai waved at him, motioning him not to explain: "I mean why do you think I would think that foul was immoral?"

"Eh?"

"I'm Chinese. Why do I think that's immoral?" Hu Lai pointed at himself and said to the opponent, "Team Wang just did what a Chinese player would do. If I were in his position, I will extend my hand without hesitation."

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When Wang Guangwei saw the players from both sides passing through the mixed area one after another in the live TV screen of the locker room, he knew that everyone was coming back.

So he quickly packed up his emotions and practiced grinning a few times. Then he greeted his returning teammates with this expression.

across

As soon as he opened the door, he could already hear the cheerful discussions of his teammates outside.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little more—this time he was really happy from the bottom of his heart. Anyway, we did beat England and made it to the quarter-finals.

All the price paid for this result is worth it.

After Wang Guangwei had done a good job of inner construction and expression management, when the people who pushed the door saw their captain sitting alone in the locker room with a smile on his face, their emotions were interrupted.

The players who were talking and laughing at first disappeared after seeing Wang Guangwei, and they stopped talking, and tried their best to calmly walk into the locker room.

Seeing this, Wang Guangwei frowned and asked, "Why? We lost?" "No, no, no..." Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands.

"We won, we advanced to the quarterfinals, Team King..."

"Isn't that very happy? Why do you lose your face when you come in one by one?" Wang Guangwei asked in the captain's style. I have to say that in this World Cup, his captain's self-consciousness is really getting better and better. strong.

Now he no longer doubts whether he can be the captain of the national team. Xia Xiaoyu said: "We have entered the quarterfinals, but Team Wang..."

Gao Ruimin also blamed himself and said: "It would be great if I touched that ball, I should jump higher!"

When Pete Williams shot, a total of two players stretched out their hands in front of the goal of the Chinese team. Except for Wang Guangwei who succeeded in the end, many people may have overlooked it. Before Wang Guangwei, Gao Ruimin also jumped up. He raised his arms and tried to interfere with the football with his hands.

As Hu Lai said, this is what any Chinese team player would do, but Wang Guangwei happened to be in that position at the time.

"If it happened to me, I would be sent off if I was sent off. Anyway, I am also a substitute, and it will not affect the next game...but if you are sent off for the Kings, it will have a great impact on us... .”

When Gao Ruimin said that, everyone in the locker room nodded in agreement. "Fucking nonsense!"

But Wang Guangwei interrupted Gao Ruimin's words with a swear word, and then he said with a serious expression: "Is it because of me that we made it to the quarter-finals? If Lin Zhiyuan didn't save the penalty, my foul would be meaningless. If Without Cai Shuyi blocking the bullet hole in the penalty area, we might have fallen behind before Hu Lai made the lore.....”

Cai Shuyi, who was named and praised, bowed his head. He felt ashamed because he was just paying off the debt from the second half.

According to the logic of the Wang team, it would be impossible for the England team to score the third goal without their own hesitation in front of the goal. Then the goal that Luo Kai assisted Hu Lai and scored became the lore of the Chinese team. How could there be a situation where the Kings needed a handball foul in the end?

"...We are a whole. Winning is the credit of everyone, and the loss must be everyone's responsibility. We only conceded two goals in the group stage, and it was considered that our defensive performance was not as good as the experts said. Then pull the hips, could it be that I defended all the opponent's attacks by myself?"

Wang Guangwei asked everyone.

In the group stage, the Chinese team's defensive performance was remarkable, and they conceded two goals, one of which was a penalty. It is not consistent with the impression that "the Chinese team is strong offensively and weak defensively" that everyone generally believed before the game.

"For example, Hou Lai completed a hat-trick in the game, but in most of the game, he was not very active. Can he score three goals, all because of his own ability?"

Speaking of this, Wang Guangwei looked at Hu Lai who had just walked into the locker room with Chen Xingyi: "If it weren't for all of us to defend England's offense, hit the football up, involve running positions, create space for you, and finally pass the ball Pass to you, can you score, Hu Lai?"

Hu Lai shook his head: "Of course not, even if Melly comes."

"That's right." Wang Guangwei nodded, "We are a whole. If we break away from this whole, any single individual is a fart! No use for farts! No matter how powerful Hu Lai is, it depends on us. I am not as good as Hu Lai, How about the defense of the Chinese team

Just depend on me? Will we not be able to defend the next quarter-finals without me? Defense focuses on discipline and tactics, and relies on the whole, never engaging in individual heroism. Without me, there will still be Xiaoqi, and Captain Mao, there will always be someone who can replace me, I am not the indispensable person. "

Wang Guangwei waved his arms almost as a lecture.

"You have to have confidence in yourself, and you have to have confidence in the teammates around you! I can't play, it's not bad news, the sky won't fall!"

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At the post-match press conference, British reporters asked China coach Jorge Dillon what he thought of Wang Guangwei's foul.

Dillon shrugged his shoulders and showed a disdainful smile: "Wang deliberately fouled the handball and was directly sent off with a red card. He will be suspended for the next game. At the same time, we were awarded a penalty kick. Whether it is him personally or the team, They were all punished. I don’t know what else can be disputed about this matter?”

The British reporter who asked the question pressed: "Is it not decent to rely on such a controversial decision to win the game?"

As soon as this remark came out, it once again caused a commotion at the press conference.

The Chinese reporters glared at each other one after another, but the other party only stared at Dillon and didn't care about the gazes of the Chinese reporters. Dillon, who was watched, was not angry when he heard the words, but laughed out loud.

He laughed a little exaggeratedly as he slapped the table...  

So much so that even the Chinese journalists who had originally glared at the British journalists cast surprised glances.

Under the eyes of everyone, Dillon, who had laughed enough, finally stopped laughing, but he still wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands. This tear proved that he was not acting embarrassingly just now, but was really amused by UU Reading www.uukanshu.com.

Still with a bright smile on his face, he shook his head again and again and said, "Won't it be honorable?" Dillon still couldn't help laughing out loud when he asked back here.

"You guys have a penalty kick. As long as you can kick the penalty kick, isn't it a lore? You didn't score the kick yourself, so what does it have to do with us?" Dillon said to the British reporter in a joking tone, still Spreading his hands, he shrugged.

"As long as you can score a penalty kick, you can kill us very decently. But you don't, so if you say it is not decent, it is you who are not decent. What you should consider is such a disgraceful loss. After being eliminated and going home, how do we face those disappointed fans. Heh."

He looked contemptuously at the stunned, flushed British reporter. Give you a chance, it's useless!

Give you a chance, it's useless! It's useless!

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