At nine o'clock in the evening of Beijing time and five o'clock in the afternoon of local time, the game started with the whistle of the head referee. E-fiction www "W. ＊1XIAOSHUO. COM

When the game started, the Omani players were indeed like warriors blessed by the spirits.

In contrast, the Chinese team players still showed an uncomfortable aspect of this hot weather, especially the returnees. Tiredness and high temperature made them not in good condition.

Zhou Yi is no exception.

After all, he is also a human being, not a **** who is omnipotent and does not make mistakes with his staff.

With this trade-off, Oman naturally took advantage of the scene.

They controlled the pace of the game and the offensive was fierce, while the Chinese team was only able to shrink the defense and avoid losing the ball.

Sun Pan performed fairly well and saved Oman's shots many times.

But today he is not at his best. You need to know that he finished the league on the evening of June 1st, flew to Oman the next day, and appeared in the match against Oman on the 4th.

Not to mention running away with the team, he may not even have the chance of falling jet lag.

From the arrival in Muscat to the appearance of the game, there are only two days to play, and the time to really participate in the team training is only June 3rd.

How good can he be?

This can be seen from his several saves in the game.

If it is changed to normal, some **** can be directly held in his arms, and he will not give Oman any corner or supplementary shot.

But today, there are a few **** he can only save the bottom line and give the opponent a corner kick.

Compared to his performance at Atletico Madrid, his body looks a bit heavy and can't jump the same.

Of course Sun Pan also knew that his physical condition was poor, but he did not show it. Every time he threw the opponent's shot, he would get up from the ground and scream with his fist.

This is not only to boost the morale of the team, but also to cheer themselves up.

But he was so high and low, he still couldn't completely block the other party's indiscriminate bombing.

In the twenty-sixth minute of the game, Oman's midfielder Kasim Saidi shot a cold arrow outside the penalty area, and the football rushed to the bottom right corner of the goal against the turf.

Sun Panfei threw himself over and flicked the football with one palm.

But because the distance was too far, he just touched the football with his fingertips, so he didn't work hard. The football bounced a bit, hit the goalpost, and bounced back...

The Oman striker Aziz Mubarak, who was just inserted in the penalty area, ran right in. He stretched his foot and the football crossed over from Sun Pan and flew into the goal!

"Aziz-Mubarak!!! goooooooooooaL!!!" The Oman TV commentator shouted excitedly.

In the Qaboos Sultan General Stadium, there was even more excitement. Those Omani fans wearing traditional Arab costumes jumped up, waving Oman scarfs in their hands and cheering.

At the same time, the fans of the Chinese team are sitting on the seat with both hands on their heads, and the dazzling sunlight makes everyone's face pale.

"Ah, no good! The ball was lost!" He Ping said at the scene disappointed.

Before the game, he worried that the hot weather and the returnees would not have enough rest, which would be the biggest problem for the Chinese team. Now the problem has exploded.

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Sun Pan, who lost the ball, lay on the ground and hammered the ground hard.

"Fuck!"

He knew clearly that this ball should not be the result, and he also knew why he lost the ball-when he kicked out, he obviously felt that the strength from the leg was not enough, which caused him to fly enough distance when pedaling out In fact, it's just a little bit worse... But it's just this little bit that causes the goal to drop.

If it is normal, he should slap the football to the bottom line instead of rubbing his fingertips.

The TV broadcast gave some close-up shots of Chinese players who lost the ball. Many Chinese players opened their mouths in the shots, breathing like a fish out of water, hoping to inhale some more oxygen.

Everyone's jerseys were soaked in sweat and clung to their bodies.

Only twenty-six minutes into the game, they seemed to have been pulled out of the water. They were exhausted and heart-wrenching, and they were also worried about the future of the game.

"Hey, I don't expect to win. It's good to be able to equalize the score..." Someone started saying this on the Internet, and it was quickly approved.

"That is, a draw is not bad. For the next two games, as long as we win one, we will qualify..."

"The timing of the game in Oman is too bad. It's a team from West Asia. You have to use outside moves to do anything!"

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Losing the ball damaged the morale of the Chinese team. After the game restarted, Oman took the opportunity to attack aggressively. For a time, the Chinese team was in full swing and the danger was constant.

In front of the TV set and in the stands, China was worried about the fans, for fear of the next goal drop.

On the sidelines, head coach Gao Hongbo had left the coach seat and stood outside the stadium, staring nervously at everything that was born inside the stadium.

But he has no better way.

This is not a problem with the tactical arrangement, but the players are in poor condition.

The weather is really hot, and people who do not do anything at all will have dry mouths and the possibility of dehydration. Not to mention the players who are desperately running on the court.

Only half an hour after the game started, Chinese players constantly came to the sidelines to find a coach to take advantage of various dead ball opportunities.

The amount of sweating is much larger than usual. If you can't add water in time, it will be really dehydrated, and you may faint in serious cases.

Today's game really has no good signs. It seems that the world has concentrated on the Chinese team in bad conditions.

In fact, the goal set by Gao Hongbo for this game was not a win, but a draw. A draw is just as acceptable to him as victory. But even so, he did not expect the game to be so grim today.

Now it seems that the draw may not be so easy to get...

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In the first half, the Chinese team basically had no decent offense, because almost everyone withdrew to their own half to defend against Oman's offense.

After leading, Oman has higher morale and confidence, and feels that they really hope to beat the Chinese team at home, so the quality of the offense is also very high.

The Chinese team had to cope with the spirit of twelve points in order to barely keep the ball.

Fortunately, until the end of the first half, the Chinese team never lost the ball.

When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half, the score was temporarily fixed at 1:o, Oman at home leading.

"The good news is that we only lost one ball. The bad news is to look at the players. It really makes people worry about how long they can support their physical fitness..." Looking at the Chinese players on the court, they looked exhausted , He Ping said weakly — he just sat down to explain himself, and he felt as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He feels the same with the players and naturally feels hopeless.

Every Chinese player who entered the locker room sat in his seat as soon as he came in, bowing his head in silence.

Everyone was dissatisfied with the scene and result of the first half, but they were helpless.

High temperature dehydration makes them helpless.

Everyone who came in did this, and it inevitably made the atmosphere in the dressing room depressed.

As a substitute player, Yan Min sat on the bench in the first half and was anxious for the team all the time. Every shot of the opponent's foot could make him wriggle in the seat and worry about losing the ball.

Seeing everyone's exhaustion, he wished he could play on his own to help the team. But he also knows that Zhou Yi is right, he is an intern of the national team, don't forget to play.

He couldn't contribute his strength on the court. Now that he sees his teammates bowing their heads, he is naturally unwilling, so he can't help but jump out and say: "I said what's wrong with you? But is it just one ball behind? Is it necessary to be so downcast?"

His teammates were shocked by him, and someone hummed: "What are you talking about, intern. What's the matter with you?"

Since Zhou Yi called Yan Min "intern", this name has become the standard name for Yan Min in the national team, everyone usually calls him that way. Sometimes it's kind of intimacy and ridicule, but sometimes it's disdainful to call it that way.

Being behind has already made everyone in a bad mood, and when they heard Yan Min's noise, they made them even more upset, and the tone of their speech was not very good.

However, Zhou Yi stood up and expressed support for Yan Min: "Yan Min was right, just lost a ball, there is no need to act like the end of the world."

The meaning is the same, but Zhou Yi said and Yan Min said it is completely different.

The international who was still dissatisfied with Yan Min did not say anything at this time.

Zhou Yi went on to say: "That lost goal was actually a bit of luck. We were not very lucky. But that was the other time. At other times, they didn't score goals. When they were the most aggressive, we all withstood it. Anything else to worry about? Will their offensive be more fierce in the second half?"

Speaking of which, Zhou Yi paused for a moment, seeming to think of something, and then laughed: "Oh, I hope they will attack more aggressively."

Everyone looked at Zhou Yi strangely~lightnovelpub.net~ didn't understand why he said that. In the game, everyone thinks that Oman's offensive is weaker, and then weaker...

"They will definitely increase the offensive in the second half, because they are only one goal ahead of us now. If they want to make the victory a little more stable, they need to score at least one more goal. They strengthen the offensive, so that, behind them There will be more and more space..."

Zhou Yi began to explain to everyone why he thought so.

"And if there are too many free moments behind them, it is a good opportunity for us to fight back!" Zhou Yi slaps, and also wakes up the teammates in the locker room-Zhou Yi is right, they made a big pressure, we Can they fight back!

"That's right, Oman, what's so scary!" Sun Pan jumped up and said. "Don't give them some color to look at, they really thought they could ride **** urinating on our neck!"

Gao Hongbo put his hand on the door handle, did not really push the door open, but waited quietly outside.

Now the atmosphere in the dressing room is gradually becoming warmer, he is afraid that he will interrupt this emotional leavening process as soon as he enters.