Chapter 311: Don’t underestimate our bond.
[It’s so funny, this wave of activity has to be done by Chinese people]

[Deputy Captain of the 8th Anti-Japanese Armed Forces, well, Xiao Jiang's ancestors used to carry guns, so that's OK. This can be considered a legacy, right?]

[Awesome! No wonder Xiao Jiang is so awesome today. It turns out that his grandfather is supervising the battle in the sky.]

[I can’t criticize this, this is really awesome]

【??? Hahahahaha, I’m dying of laughter, I’m going to kill my life, go ahead!!!】

[Without Liao Lisheng, it seems that the Chinese team's offensive ability in the front court has indeed declined. Yang Kuo's ability to pass the ball through is still a little bit worse. If Liao Lisheng had not received a yellow card in the last game, maybe the score would have been 3:0 by now]

[It doesn’t matter. It’s 2:0 before the end of the first half. This lead is still quite big! ]

[How is that possible? This is a bronze medal match, we have to be serious. 2:0 is not safe at all, 3:0 is safer. It'd be better to score one more goal, otherwise I'll be nervous!]

[We can lose to anyone but Japan]

[Those who understand football are still watching the game, while those who understand Yin-Yang magic already know the result. Grandfather is supervising the battle in heaven, how can we lose in this situation? We can't lose! ]

After a round of publicity from fans, Jiang Shengping and Dong Huiqing's performance attracted people who originally did not watch the game to come and watch the bronze medal match of the Chinese Olympic team.

According to the real-time backstage data provided by CCTV, the match between the Chinese and Japanese Olympic teams received the highest ratings since the start of the Olympics, even surpassing the men's 100m final held a week ago.

“Let’s go!”

Referee Milner blew the whistle to end the first half of the game, and the players walked towards the locker room one after another.

Before leaving the field, Jiang Yuan waved his hand to his parents at the top of the stands, and the Mineirão Stadium erupted in cheers again.

It is said that "there is a god above your head", and today Jiang Yuan finally experienced this feeling!

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Li Yi walked around Wu Lei and walked towards Jiang Yuan, handing him a bottle of blueberry Gatorade. Gatorade did not sponsor this Olympics, so the drink was placed in Jiang Yuan's water cup. This was not ordinary blueberry Gatorade, some BCAA branched-chain amino acids were added to it to help Jiang Yuan recover his physical strength.

"The attack line can still go forward..."

Jiang Yuan was halfway through his words when Li Yi suddenly hushed him and then looked away.

Japan coach Hajime Moriyasu was standing on the sidelines.

"Oh, sir, hello!"

I don’t know if Moriyasu Kazue can speak English, but Jiang Yuan can’t speak Japanese anyway.

"Jiang, good!"

Under the gaze of the audience, Moriyasu Kazuo and Jiang Yuan shook hands, exchanged a few simple words and left.

Moriyasu didn't say much, but Jiang Yuan could feel that this guy's English level was very good.

"Walk inside"

Li Yi supported Jiang Yuan's back and motioned for the latter to return to the locker room first. He then took Li Shubin and went upstairs to chat with Moriyasu.

Although his tactical skills are average, Li Yi has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Now that the Chinese team is leading, Li Yi wants to chat with Moriyasu Ichi, in order to distract the Japanese Olympic coach.

Moriho-san, just have a chat, there's no need to adjust tactics or anything like that!

In the visiting team's locker room, coach Moriyasu Ichi, wearing a suit, stood in front of the tactical blackboard and began his speech: "We lost the U23 game. Today's game was even more difficult than the Asian Cup. If we want to win, we must be more determined to win than them (China)!"

"What is the consciousness of winning?"

"The opponent is desperately fighting for every ball that is about to go out of bounds, so you should do the same. You can't lose to them!"

Japanese is spoken in a softer tone, but in Moriyasu's mouth, Japanese has a different kind of rigidity. The first sentence Moriyasu said stunned the entire locker room. All the players of the Japanese Olympic team lowered their heads and dared not breathe.

The coach knows how important this game is, and the players certainly know that too.

sizzle-

Moriyasu pushed the tactical blackboard to the middle and pointed to the red button on it: "I said before that China is a sleeping lion, but facts have proved that this lion has now woken up. Yes, they have Premier League stars, 9000 million euro Premier League stars, we are very scared. But! Please note that we also have players from the Premier League, Asano-san, you just joined Arsenal last month, and now you are on the same level as Jiang, can you say a few words?"

"Ah? Me, me?"

When his name was called, Asano Takuma looked left and right, and finally stood up under the expectant gazes of his teammates: "Well... I think, strictly speaking, Jiang Sang and I are not on the same level, right? Arsenal's transfer budget is not even as high as his value. Is it really meaningful to resist now?"

"idiot!"

Moriyasu yelled, "Asano, sit down!"

Moriyasu Hajime was also furious. How could this kid, Asano Takuma, do such a thing that would only boost other people's prestige and destroy his own?

However, it can be seen from the performance of the players in the next game that they have a heartfelt fear of China's Nanbo Seven.

At present, the entire Japanese Olympic team has only one Premier League player, and he is a newly joined substitute. But what about their opponent? He is a core player of the giants Chelsea and the top scorer of the Premier League last season.

What Moriyasu said just now was nothing more than a consolation. The players of the Japanese team are not fools.

You said that I am at the same level as Jiang Sang, so I am at the same level as Jiang Sang. Am I thinking too much?
clap clap clap!
Moriyasu used applause to arouse the players' excitement: "Like I said, you lack courage and perseverance, which is why we failed!"

"Come on, now I need all of you to stand up!"

Under the mobilization of Moriyasu, all 18 Japanese players in the locker room stood up, shoulder to shoulder, and formed a circle. Moriyasu joined them and continued what he had not finished saying: "Tell me, is the Chinese team strong?"

The players answered in unison: "Strong, but... a real man is very strong!"

"This is the kind of momentum we need!"

"It doesn't matter if we're 0:2 behind in the first half. The game has just begun. The fate of Japanese football will be decided here."

There was an unquestionable determination in Moriyasu's tone: "Don't underestimate our bond, Yalu!"

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Tata open!"

Watching the players rushing out of the locker room one by one, coach Moriyasu Hajime stood there in a daze.

"The Great Japanese Empire, really, is there still hope..."

……

"China!"

Boom!

"China!"

Boom!

"Okay, fellow fans in front of the TV, as the Chinese team kicks the ball off, the second half of the game begins now."

"Neither side made any substitutions, but the Japanese team seemed to have made some minor tactical changes. We'll have to wait and see what happens in the next game."

He Wei was halfway through his words when the director turned the camera to the Chinese team's stands again. At the top was still the photo of Jiang Yuan's ancestors, but Jiang Shengping and Dong Huiqing seemed a little unable to lift it, so two fans took over to hold up the photo frame.

In the photo frame, the ancestor's two eyes radiate the light of hope.

"Well, we can see that the fans in the stands of the Chinese team are still very enthusiastic."

He Wei didn't know what to say anymore and could only use the word "enthusiastic" to describe the situation in the stands.

At the beginning of the second half, the Japanese team's attack was very sharp. Li Yi could see that it must be because Moriyasu Kazuo said something passionate in the locker room, which gave the players a boost.

After all, this guy, Senbaosang, is really good at boosting the morale of the players!

Bang! On the left side of the Japanese team, defender Ueda made a long pass to the left sideline, accurately finding Shoya Nakajima who was waiting on the left sideline. After receiving the ball, the latter did not choose to break through, but waited on the spot.

"Go and grab it!"

Under Wu Lei's urging, Xie Pengfei pressed forward, which made Nakajima Shoya a little nervous.

Shoya Nakajima is only 1 meters tall. As long as Xie Pengfei gets the opportunity to engage in direct physical confrontation with him, losing the ball is inevitable.

"This, this, this"

Fortunately, the full-back Muroya Naruto moved to the side, giving Shoya Nakajima a chance to pass the ball forward. For this opportunity, Shoya Nakajima certainly passed the ball forward without hesitation.

"The Japanese team has good cooperation on the wing. Let's take a look at the Japanese team's attack this time."

"The one with the ball now is No. 2 Muroya Cheng. He is very good at protecting the ball. We can see that Wu Lei, who was returning to defense, failed to successfully steal the ball from Muroya Cheng."

"But Muroya's passing ability is average. It would be better if there were a few teammates to support him. Otherwise, if Muroya relies on himself alone, it would be difficult for him to make a wonderful cross."

"Hey! We were just talking about Muroya Makoto's passing when Asano Takuma and Oshima Ryota came to the left wing. Muroya Makoto made a triangle pass and passed it to Asano Takuma!"

"Asano Takuma, go to the middle, do you want to shoot? Well, Asano Takuma is very conservative. He gave up the chance to shoot from the top of the arc and instead passed the ball to Minamino Takumi who was on the right."

With the help of Takuma Asano's pass, the Japanese team completed the transfer from the strong side to the weak side. Because Muroya Makoto had been dribbling the ball on his team's left side for a long time just now, there were not many people on the left side of the Chinese team.

After getting the ball, Minamino Takumi got a one-on-one opportunity with Shi Ke at the baseline.

"Just keep an eye on him!"

Jiang Yuan pointed at Minamino Takumi and signaled Shi Ke to keep an eye on him. He blocked Kamekawa Ryoshi's position to prevent Kamekawa Ryoshi from passing the ball directly to the middle after receiving Minamino Takumi's return pass.

Shi Ke followed very closely, but still found a chance for Minamino Takumi. The Japanese striker made a pretty good cross.

Inside the penalty area, Tsukasa Shioya and Takuma Asano jumped at the same time, and finally the tall Tsukasa Shioya grabbed the ball and headed for the goal!
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound of hitting the ball, and goalkeeper Wang Dalei pushed the ball over the crossbar.

"Well done!"

When Jiang Yuan saw Shioya Tsukasa grab the ball in the penalty area, his heart jumped. Fortunately, Wang Dalei was in good shape and directly blocked the ball.

Just as the second half began, the Japanese team used a wonderful cooperation to successfully threaten the Chinese team's goal. Jiang Yuan, who realized something was wrong, took the time to set up the human wall to remind the players of the National Olympic Team.

The score of 2:0 is a bit dangerous. Once the Japanese team scores a goal and finds their form, China will not have an easy time in the future.

At times like this, you must stay focused, you must!
Soon, the game came to the 60th minute. The Chinese team regained the ball in the third corner kick defense in the second half. Mi Haolun made a wonderful body protection and Wang Dalei held the ball.

"Give it forward!"

Zhang Linpeng on the side reminded him, but Wang Dalei didn't need Zhang Linpeng's reminder at all, because he knew what to do. A player like Jiang Yuan who was a hot-shot player liked this kind of one-on-one opportunity the most, so Wang Dalei ran forward with the ball in both hands. Koroki Shinzo tried to stop Wang Dalei from throwing the ball, but was pushed away by Zhang Linpeng.

……ah!

Wang Dalei roared and threw the ball out with his right hand. Jiang Yuan, who was in the front and had completed observation in advance, took the opportunity to suddenly run from the right to the middle, stretched out his left foot forward, and changed the trajectory of the ball.

Jiang Yuan's stop was not very good, so he chose to stop and pass, and completed the push of the ball forward while touching it.

"Jiang Yuan, rush to the front!"

"Now only Shioya Tsukasa and Ueda Naoto are in front of Jiang Yuan on the Japanese team's defense line. Japan's situation is a bit bad. Let's see if the Chinese team can seize this opportunity to attack!"

"Jiang Yuan, take the ball and move into the penalty area!"

"There was a small change in rhythm, and Ueda Naoto didn't react in time. His hands moved, and Jiang Yuan fell to the ground!"

"What did the referee say? Penalty! It's a penalty!"

When He Wei saw referee Milner pointing to the penalty spot, he almost shouted.

The director gave a slow-motion replay. Before Ueda Naoto knocked Jiang Yuan down, the latter's entire body had already entered the penalty area.

There is nothing wrong with this penalty!

"Brother Yuan!"

Wu Lei on the right hurried over, stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Yuan up from the ground, while Yang Kuo ran to the front, took the ball from Nakamura Kosuke, and ran over to hand it to Jiang Yuan.

call--

Holding the ball in his hand, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and slowly walked to the penalty spot. The Japanese players were appealing to the referee, but Jiang Yuan knew that this appeal would probably be ineffective.

Just now, Ueda Naoto pushed him with little force, not enough to make Jiang Yuan fall to the ground. But at that time, Jiang Yuan's body center of gravity had already been affected. If he didn't fall to the ground, the next shot might be a bit eye-catching. In this case, just cheat a penalty kick.

"Go China!"

"come on! Come on!"

"Jiang Yuan, come on!"

Putting the ball on the penalty spot, Jiang Yuan stepped back and stood still. On the opposite stands were the cheers of Chinese fans, and on the goal line was the Japanese goalkeeper Kosuke Nakamura.

There was sweat all over Nakamura Kosuke's forehead, and it was obvious that he was nervous. Jiang Yuan was also nervous, of course, but not as obvious as Nakamura Kosuke.

"Beep!"

The referee blew the whistle and Jiang Yuan started to run. Jiang Yuan's penalty kicks were usually quite clean. He walked in a straight line, with his supporting foot slightly to the left and back of the ball, and swung out his right leg while looking forward.

Jiang Yuan wanted to hit the ball to the left, and he noticed Nakamura Kosuke's center of gravity, so he was also going to dive to the left. There was nothing he could do, Jiang Yuan knew that he had to find a good angle for the ball, otherwise it would be blocked.

"duang!"

The ball was pulled out, hit the left post, bounced and went into the net.

"Blind spot! Absolutely blind spot!"

"In the 64th minute of the game, 3:0, a hat trick from China's No. 7 Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan successfully expanded the score"

"The Chinese team wins again!"

Huang Jianxiang and He Wei spoke one sentence at a time, and they were so happy. They are the official neutral commentators of CCTV, but this neutrality is not neutral in the traditional sense, but the Chinese position.

Whenever there is a Chinese team in the game, even the CCTV commentators will never be neutral.

Japan's pass was brilliant, He Wei could go up and say a few words about it, but if Japan really scored a goal, He Wei would 100% not say it was brilliant, that's the fact.

If you feel that CCTV commentators are not neutral enough when commenting on the Chinese team's games, you can watch the Spanish channel.

Of course, forget about the English and Portuguese channels. The commentators there are not analyzing the game at all. They just start bragging when they see Jiang Yuan getting the ball.

In their opinion, Jiang Yuan is a top player in the Portuguese Super League and the Premier League. Playing against a rubbish team like the Japanese Olympic team should be a massacre.

Looking at it this way, it seems that it is indeed not easy to find a neutral commentator.

Jiang Yuan ran to the corner flagpole and hugged the Chinese fans. At this time, in a Chinese Happy Beans live broadcast room, the host A Kun's eyes were already filled with tears.

"Jiang Yuan, wow, he single-handedly carried the team into the bronze medal match, and then scored a hat trick in such a high-level match."

"What is the king of football? This is the king of football."

"Hiss - huh - no need to say more. If I have a chance in my next life, I hope to be Jiang Yuan's son."

"China's number 7, Nanbo Seven!"

"Dad is awesome!"

……

Time was passing by, and in front of the Japanese team's bench, Moriyasu Hajime was already sweating profusely.

The Japan Football Association's top goal for Japanese football is to win the World Cup before 2050, but based on the current situation, the World Cup title will have to be put on hold.

How can we win the World Cup if we can’t even beat Asian teams?

Loyalty and bond? Damn, none of the Chinese players like to watch Japanese anime. Bonds don't work when facing the Chinese team!

In front of the Japanese team's bench, coach Moriyasu Hajime pulled out a small black notebook from his pocket, opened it, and wrote something in it with a pen.

The Japanese fans at the top of the stands took out their Sony binoculars and started taking a peek.

The content of the note is: The Great Japanese Empire is in danger and there is no hope.

In the 72nd minute of the game, both teams made substitutions at the same time. For the Chinese team, Zhao Yuhao replaced Yang Kuo and Wu Xinghan replaced Wang Tong.

This is the point that Li Yi observes that the Chinese team needs to adjust the most at present. Wu Xinghan's high-altitude ball defense is average, but his ability to block in the penalty area is very strong, which is suitable for dealing with a team like Japan that likes to play passing and controlling.

Then Zhao Yuhao replaced Yang Kuo, because Jiang Yuan often lost his position when he was advancing, so the Chinese team's front midfielder consumed a lot of energy. Li Yi replaced Yang Kuo with Zhao Yuhao, and his purpose was to maintain Jiang Yuan's aggressiveness in the frontcourt.

On the Japanese team side, Takumi Minamino, who performed poorly, was replaced by Musashi Suzuki, and Shinzo Koroki and Takuma Asano were also replaced by Yosuke Ideguchi and Shinya Yajima respectively.

Refreshing the attack line, Moriyasu seemed ready to make a last-ditch effort in the remaining 20 minutes.

The first Olympic medal in the history of the Japanese Olympic team.

Miracle, will he appear?

At this time the score was 3:0, which was a relatively safe score, so Li Yi specifically asked Jiang Yuan whether he wanted to go off the court to rest, but was rejected by Jiang Yuan.

The Blue Dragons of Porto remembered Lopetegui's teachings. 3:0, this is a very dangerous score! On the field, after refreshing the attacking line players, the Japanese team's offense regained its vitality. Shinya Yajima and Musashi Suzuki, who had just come on the field, played a very wonderful wall-to-wall cooperation on the right, but it was unfortunately blocked by Shi Ke and Chang Feiya.

"Go up! Go up and press. Suzuki, Yajima, you two need to be more aggressive. I told you to go up to press. Don't let them pass the ball back to you."

"Time is running out for the Empire!"

Moriyasu Hajime was a little anxious. The Japanese believe in hope and miracles, but if they continue to pass the ball back to the Chinese team in the backcourt like this, a miracle will definitely not happen.

In fact, this cannot be entirely blamed on the Japanese players for not pressing, but because the attention of their three midfielders was all on Jiang Yuan, resulting in basically no people in the frontcourt.

The consequence of pressing forward in the midfield is...

"Mi Haolun steals the ball! Pass it to Zhang Linpeng on the right!"

"Zhang Linpeng went straight to Jiang Yuan who was in the front"

"Endo Wataru and Shioya Tsukasa are returning to defense, but there is no chance!"

"Zhang Linpeng passed the ball very deep, but Jiang Yuan ran very fast, got to the front and stopped the ball. This was a chance for a one-on-one chance!"

"Jiang Yuan, rush into the Japanese team's penalty area!"

"The goalkeeper is out!"

"Nakamura Kosuke fell to the ground to intercept, but failed!"

"He kicked Jiang Yuan's ankle! Jiang Yuan fell to the ground. This should be a foul. We need to see what the referee says!"

The moment Jiang Yuan fell to the ground, all the Chinese players in the frontcourt rushed over. Wu Lei, Liu Binbin, and Zhao Yuhao blocked Milner.

Zhang Linpeng in the backcourt was also rushing forward.

"He kicked our player in the ankle!"

"Penalty, it's a penalty!"

The referee Milner was quite decisive. He pushed the player in front of him away, ran to the top of the arc, blew the whistle and pointed to the penalty spot.

This was a penalty kick opportunity for the Chinese team. In the 83rd minute of the game, the Chinese team won the second penalty kick of the game. The penalty was still created by No. 2 Jiang Yuan.

"what--!!"

"Grass!"

The penalty kick was certainly good news, but Jiang Yuan was still rolling on the ground, holding his ankles tightly with both hands.

From his facial expression, it can be seen that Jiang Yuan is in great pain now.

"I'm so stupid!"

Liu Binbin and Wu Lei ran over and saw that the big brother of the team was injured. They became anxious and rushed over to block Nakamura Kosuke in front of the goal. The three of them were making moves with their hands. Seeing this, other players on the field ran over to support.

"Beep!"

Milner blew the whistle again, signaling the Chinese team doctor to come up quickly, and at the same time gave Wu Lei and Liu Binbin a yellow card each.

In the stands, Chinese fans were on the verge of going berserk because their star player fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Cao Nima!"

"Stupid, you little idiot, I'll fuck your horse!"

"Stupid, fuck!"

Li Yi was already sweating profusely at this time. Even though the score was 3:0 and the Chinese team had not taken a penalty kick, if Jiang Yuan was really injured, wouldn't the leaders of the Football Association put all the blame on him?
The camera focused on Jiang Yuan. The No. 7 player of the Chinese team had a ferocious expression on his face as he was communicating with the team doctor Zhang Peng. The atmosphere in the CCTV live broadcast room became extremely heavy.

In this Olympics, the Chinese Olympic team was the only team without any injured players. But in the final bronze medal match, something big happened!
"Let's watch the slow motion replay. Just now, the Japanese goalkeeper seemed to have kicked Jiang Yuan's ankle when he was attacking. It was a direct impact, and he didn't retract his foot."

"Because he was wearing sneakers and his socks were very thick. It is not clear what the situation is at the moment. I hope Jiang Yuan can stay healthy."

"Let's not talk about this. Up to now, the Chinese team has basically secured victory. It all depends on the next penalty kick. If it goes in, the Chinese team can still seize the last chance to expand the score."

"Yes, to be honest, I actually feel that China's opponent in the bronze medal match was the weakest team among the knockout rounds. They played Portugal in the quarter-finals and Brazil in the semi-finals. But when it came to the bronze medal match, the difficulty was suddenly lowered and they played Japan directly, haha."

"That's true, but the fans are not most concerned about whether they can get the bronze medal. Jiang Yuan's current injury situation..."

Huang Jianxiang was halfway through his words when he couldn't think of what to say next.

On the court, two team doctors and Liu Binbin took off Jiang Yuan's sneakers and socks, revealing his ankles.

From the camera it didn't look serious, but an ankle injury would not show up in a short time. According to Zhang Peng's inference, in a few minutes, there would be a bruise on Jiang Yuan's ankle.

"Pong, what do you say?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Peng in front of him. His pain had eased a lot now.

"It's probably because a few thin blood vessels were broken. It's not a big problem. If you are willing to persevere, you can still continue playing."

Zhang Peng gave his judgment. Jiang Yuan seemed to be injured by a collision, but in fact, it was just a broken blood vessel in the inner ankle. It was a mild sprain and not a serious matter.

"Then continue"

After getting Jiang Yuan's confirmation, Zhang Peng took out a bottle of ethyl chloride from the first aid kit, sprayed it "puff puff puff", and then used a sports bandage to apply a simple protective bandage to Jiang Yuan's ankle.

"call--"

Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Peng putting his sneakers back on Jiang Yuan.

It looks like there shouldn't be any big problem.

"Brother Tie, what about me?"

Zhang Yuning, wearing a yellow vest, trotted to Li Yi and asked what to do next. The answer he got was: continue warming up.

Because it was a penalty kick, Jiang Yuan could return to the court immediately after leaving the court. However, before leaving the court, Jiang Yuan called Wu Lei and said, "Brother Lei, this ball is for you."

The penalty was given to Wu Lei because Japan coach Moriyasu Hajime said before the game that Jiang Yuan was the only one on the Chinese team who could score a goal.

Wu Lei must score a goal today!
The camera focused on Jiang Yuan. The analgesic effect of ethyl chloride was good, and Jiang Yuan had recovered by now.

In the stands, almost all Chinese fans stood up and gave the warmest applause to this anti-Japanese hero.

Great, no words needed!

Jiang Yuan was waiting outside the court while Wu Lei came to the penalty spot with the ball. Now the Chinese team was sure to win, but Wu Lei just wanted to fight for it.

"Look at Wu Lei, running up...shoot!"

"The ball is in!"

"Wu Lei's first goal in the knockout match brought the Chinese team to 4:0!"

"Japanese football has entered darkness!"

"The Chinese Olympic team has stood up!"

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!

The Mineirão Stadium has become a sea of ​​joy for Chinese fans. Japan is a special opponent and the score of 4:0 is perfect.

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! 】

[I've watched the Olympics for 30 years, and this is the first time I've seen China win a medal in men's football. Jiang Yuan is really awesome.]

[No, no, no, football is a team sport. It’s not just Xiao Jiang who is awesome. Everyone is awesome.]

[The above, please take a look at what you said, does it make sense? ]

[This is awesome! As expected, if Premier League players were put in the Olympic Games, it would be a dimensionality reduction attack]

【Asano Takuma: What are you talking about? 】

[There are still 2 minutes left. Can the referee be more sensible and give less extra time? The score of 4:0 is enough! I want to see China go on stage to receive the award! ]

[This Nakamura Kosuke is such an idiot. If I were there, I would rush over and beat him up.]

[It's okay, Xiao Jiang's injury is not serious. Anyway, Nakamura Kosuke will not have the chance to play for Chelsea.]

[Playing for Chelsea? Are you kidding me? Courtois and Begovic are both better than Nakamura Kosuke. With the level of Japanese goalkeepers, you can ask Chelsea U23 if they want this player. Even Chelsea youth training would reject him if he was given a free transfer.]

[As expected of Chinese fans, they have already started to criticize. I can imagine how the Japanese goalkeeper will be criticized after the game. The Chinese and Japanese criticized together, which made me laugh to death.]

[I, Wu Qiu Wang, cannot help those in need, but I can still add icing on the cake]

The fourth official walked forward holding a sign with green numbers on it showing the extra time of the game.

5 minutes!

It is impossible to score 5 goals in 4 minutes. Now Moriyasu Kazuo is standing outside the court with his arms folded across his chest with a serious expression. It seems that he is ready to apologize after the game.

There was silence on the Japanese team's bench, but the Chinese side was already getting excited. Li Yi replaced Jiang Yuan with Zhang Yuning in the 91st minute. The latter actually didn't want to leave the field, but considering that his ankle problem had not been completely resolved, he finally walked off the field.

"Jiang Yuan, awesome! You're my f*cking dad!"

"You're my grandpa!"

"Brilliant!"

The fans were very enthusiastic. Jiang Yuan wanted to take off his jersey and give it away, but Li Yi immediately reminded him: "There will be awards later, so keep the jersey first."

"Too!"

Jiang Yuan nodded, then walked back to the bench and put on his coat. Then he looked at the coats of Zhang Yuning, Liu Binbin, and Wu Lei on the chairs next to him, and a strange smile appeared on Jiang Yuan's face.

Free, all free!
Jiang Yuan wrapped his coat into a ball and threw it towards the stands.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, you gave your coat to the fans, aren't you cold?"

Li Shubin turned around and laughed at Jiang Yuan who was interacting with the fans. Jiang Yuan turned around and raised his eyebrows at Li Shubin: "It's not my coat that you gave me. I'm definitely not cold."

"Come on, Brother Bin, since you don't have your coat on anyway, give it to me to play with as a softball."

"..."

“Let’s go!”

"Okay, the game is over. The Chinese men's football team defeated the Japanese men's football team with a score of 4:0 and won the bronze medal in the men's football event at the Rio Olympics!"

"Well... who says this world is cold and cruel? Like the Guoan players, as long as you have firm beliefs, are fully prepared, and maintain high morale, this world may, may, unveil its cold veil and show you a bright smile."

"Before the U23 Asian Cup, the Chinese Olympic team was questioned. Everyone thought that Chinese football had entered its twilight and would never wake up again. The same was true for the Rio Olympics in August. No one thought that the Chinese Olympic team could win an Olympic medal, but they did it."

"It is hard to imagine how much sweat and energy the players and coaching staff put in behind this victory. We saw the players' smiles when they won, but we didn't know the pressure they had to bear when preparing for the game."

“So…actually, sometimes, we persist not because we have hope, but because only by persisting can there be hope.”

"Today's victory belongs to the young players of the National Olympic Team, and also to all the fans who support Chinese football!"

When the final whistle blew, China's Olympic team's starting players and substitutes ran on the field together, and He Wei began his impromptu speech.

"woww!!!"

"China!"

The players were running on the field. At this time, Wu Lei and Liu Binbin suddenly remembered something and rushed towards the bench.

In the last row of the bench, the biggest contributor to the Chinese Olympic team in this Olympics was already filled with tears.

This was the second time Jiang Yuan cried in this Olympics, but this time the tears were different from the last time. This time the tears were sweet!
Of course, some are happy while others are sad. Japan's head coach Moriyasu Hajime straightened his clothes and slowly walked to the stands for the Japanese team's fans.

Bend at 90 degrees and bow.

Bow again.

Three bows.

The players were also prepared to apologize. Led by captain Tsukasa Shioya, the Japanese Olympic players gathered together and knelt down to apologize to the fans in the stands.

Moriyasu was undoubtedly in a bad mood. Before the end of the game, he thought that meeting China in the bronze medal match would be the best outcome.

But now it seems that the Chinese Olympic team has a harder time playing against the German Olympic team!
Red flags were flying at the Mineirão Stadium, and staff members were carrying things out of the players' tunnel. Because there were many people in the group events, the Brazilian Olympic Committee specially prepared a semi-circular podium, which could accommodate 30 people and even more space.

The loser is out and the winner is crowned.

The director gave a 5-second shot of Japan leaving the field, and then had the cameraman take close-ups of the Chinese Olympic players, among which Jiang Yuan naturally had the most shots.

“I think you need this”

Jiang Shengping came over and handed two napkins to Jiang Yuan. The latter was stunned for a moment, then took the papers and started wiping them on his face.

"Really? What's there to cry about?"

Jiang Shengping put one hand on Jiang Yuan's shoulder and covered his eyes with the other hand. Jiang Yuan knew that his father was also crying, but he didn't expose it.

Cough!

Jiang Yuan coughed twice and returned a piece of paper to Jiang Shengping. Jiang Shengping took it and pretended that the lights in the stadium were too bright, wiped his eyes with his arm, but he didn't use the paper and just stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Standing next to her was Dong Huiqing, who was already in tears: "Xiaoyuan... um..."

"Hey, don't be like this"

Jiang Shengping interrupted Dong Huiqing: "There's nothing to cry about. Jiang Yuan, your teammates are waiting for you over there, go over there quickly!"

Before Jiang Yuan could say anything, Jiang Shengping pushed him away.

In the middle of the stadium, the staff had already set up the podium. The president of the Brazilian Football Association, Del Nero, stood on the podium. On both sides stood two staff members, a man and a woman. The two held medals in rectangular plates in their hands.

"Brother Yuan!"

Wu Lei came over and hugged Jiang Yuan tightly. Even though he was 24 years old, he felt a little overwhelmed at this moment.

It is said that the Olympic football event has low gold content, but when there is a real chance to win an Olympic medal, who would voluntarily give it up?

Due to a series of reasons, the Chinese men's football team has basically no chance of winning international A-level championships. The Olympic bronze medal is the highest honor that the National Olympic Team can strive for.

"it's okay no problem"

Jiang Yuan handed the tissue he had just used to wipe his tears to Wu Lei, who picked it up and simply wiped the tears that were about to flow from his eyes, then handed the tissue to Mi Haolun who was behind him.

The Japanese fans have left, but the Mineirão Stadium has become even more lively. The Chinese fans have gone crazy. Fortunately, they don't have the habit of rushing the stadium, otherwise it would definitely cause great trouble to the stadium's security.

The commentator turned up the volume of his microphone: "I can't believe how powerful the Olympic Games Rio 2016 is in China!"

"The third place winner of the men's football event at the 2016 Rio Olympics is the Chinese delegation. Let us congratulate them!"

By the time of the award ceremony, the number of live commentators increased from one to two, a male voice in Portuguese and a female voice in Chinese. There were also subtitles in English and Spanish on the big screen in the stadium, which was very thoughtful.

The podium was ready. Zhang Yuning was so excited that he was the first to rush to the podium.

"Hey hey hey! Yuning, come down!"

Liu Binbin shouted loudly, and Wang Dalei behind him yelled even more directly.

what?
Zhang Yuning looked back, stunned for a moment, then reacted, quickly walked down from the podium, ran over to shake hands with Li Yi: "Brother Tie, my problem, my problem..."

Li Yi waved his hand and smiled to indicate that it didn't matter.

Fortunately, the Chinese team won a medal today, otherwise Zhang Yuning would have offended the coach.

Li Yi took a deep breath and prepared to walk up to the podium, but when he reached the bottom of the stairs, he stopped again and turned to look at Jiang Yuan on the right. The latter knew what Li Yi meant. Jiang Yuan walked over, pushed Li Yi's back, and the two of them went up to the podium together.

"this is yours!"

Del Nero hung the medal around Jiang Yuan's neck, and Jiang Yuan immediately picked it up and looked at it carefully.

【Rio 2016】

The medal is copper-yellow in color, with a laurel leaf symbolizing victory printed on the front and the Greek goddess of victory engraved on the back. The ribbon carries the five Olympic rings, which are said to be made from recycled plastic bottles, making it very environmentally friendly.

After standing still, Jiang Yuan suddenly raised the medal, and a roar suddenly broke out from the stands.

However, the next second, the entire Mineirão Stadium fell into silence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please stand up."

"Raise the national flag and play the national anthem"

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(End of this chapter)