Accompanied by the referee's whistle and He Ping's roar, the singing instantly turned into deafening cheers. Everyone was cheering and jumping up and hugging together, no matter whether they met or not, this moment was very unforgettable.

"We won!" I don't know how many people shouted such a sentence.

"Long live! Long live the Chinese team! Long live China!" someone shouted, and then more people shouted.

All parts of the country have become a sea of ​​joy.

The center of this ocean is the New Wembley Stadium, thousands of miles away.

When the referee blew the whistle at the end of the match, all Chinese Olympic team substitute players and coaches waiting outside the court swarmed into the stadium.

The Olympic players on the court also cheered their arms.

Everyone can't wait to vent their emotions.

At the beginning of defeating the South Korean team, they felt a burning flame in their hearts. Even if they were happy, they could not show it, because the game was not over.

Now, after this game, there will be no more semi-final finals, they can vent all the emotions they have been suppressing before and celebrate.

Yang Muge next to Zhou Yi hugged Zhou Yi excitedly for the first time, showing his excitement.

"Congratulations to the Chinese team! They won the Olympic gold medal! This is the first football gold medal in their history!" Mark Lawrence said. "This is a remarkable achievement for Chinese football!"

After embracing Jiang Xiaojun, Guo Bing watched the cheering Chinese Olympic team players on the sidelines.

Those young faces were filled with vivid smiles. Some of them were once members of the National Olympic Team who were scolded as the most failed. Some were considered to be unruly football ruffians, but now they are all heroes of Chinese football.

He thought of Zhou Yi patting his chest to assure him that he would definitely get a gold medal to satisfy the delegation leaders.

He did what he said.

The leaders of the delegation should also be thankful that Sun Pan must be punished for not continuing to struggle.

If things still developed in accordance with the tradition of Chinese football at that time, this scene today may not be visible in his life.

so far so good.

Now Guo Bing is also the leader of this heroic collective, which will be the most beautiful stroke in his personal career resume.

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After the game, the excited players of the Chinese team were also entangled by the reporters and were to be interviewed.

Sun Pan, who was standing in front of the Chinese reporter, was still very excited and could not help but howl, causing the female reporter who was interviewed by the team to cover his mouth and laugh, then she held out the microphone and asked: "Sun Pan, you are in this game The performance in Zhong is very good, and the three-shot is even more amazing. Can you tell me what you thought at that time?"

The happy Sun Pan opened his mouth and said: "I had a thought at that time, I must not let Xiaori...uh..."

He suddenly remembered the seal that Zhou Yi told him. Now he has won the championship. Everyone is very happy. No one seems to stop him from being interviewed, but if he says the wrong thing again...

So he quickly braked. But because the brakes were too fast, he hadn't reacted for a while, and he didn't know how to round this sentence, he could only stutter:

"Uh, this...is...is absolute, and they must never be allowed to score again!"

Finally, Sun Pan was sweating all over his back.

Then he waved his hands away from the interview, for fear that he would say the wrong thing again.

With his character, he did not care about being scolded and punished, but he worried that his mouth would soon cause trouble to Zhou Yi. How could he always let him wipe his **** for himself?

Sun Pan ran away, and the reporter was not in a hurry, because someone with a bigger card came.

Zhou Yi is here.

The female reporter interviewed with the team this time took the initiative to open her arms and asked: "Zhou Yi, can I hug you?"

Zhou Yi froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "No problem, anyway, I am single."

The reporter smiled happily, and then stepped forward and hugged with Zhou Yi.

Immediately, the two separated, and then the reporter began to perform her duties. She said to Zhou Yi with a microphone: "I really want to thank you, thank you, Zhou Yi! You have written history for Chinese football! This is the history of Chinese football The first World Championship champion!"

"I am also very happy that we can achieve this honor." Zhou Yi replied. "I am very happy to be able to dedicate such a championship to Chinese fans."

"Well, before the Olympics, you said that your goal for the current Olympics is a gold medal, and now you have achieved this goal, so why did you have such confidence to win a gold medal? In fact, few people were optimistic about the Olympic Games at that time. What can the team do in the Olympics..."

"Of course, of course, in the eyes of many people, our strength is not strong. The Chinese team is simply synonymous with failure. I am afraid of losing any opponent. But if I say this, I am afraid of losing, and I am afraid of losing. What does the Olympic Games do?" Zhou Yi said. "So I think it's just a thought-since the Olympics are coming, don't counsel, just do it! Positively! It turns out that as long as we don't counsel, no one can stop us!"

In the end, Zhou Yi's words sounded a little rough, so the female reporter used a mellow way to explain Zhou Yi's sentence: "Is the narrow road meeting the brave to win?"

"Yes, the narrow road meets the brave to win! If football is a game of strong wins, how boring? Football is round, there are countless possibilities, as long as you don't give up, you can achieve your ideals." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Finally, do you want to tell the audience and fans in front of our TV?"

"Thank you for your perseverance and perseverance in the most difficult years, so you deserve this championship. The Olympics are just the starting point. Next we will work hard to reach the finals of the Brazil World Cup. I can hear everyone's singing, thank you and pay tribute to you!"

After saying goodbye to Zhou Yi, the female reporter who frequently appeared in the relevant national football news faced the camera, holding a microphone and said with tears in her eyes: "Zhou Yi said it very well. How many peers were there in the darkest time of Chinese football People have no choice but to give up? How many people are disdainful when they talk about'Chinese football'? But thank those who did not give up Chinese football, whether they are players or fans, finally waited until the day when the clouds broke up. Borrowing Zhou Yi's Meaning knot-this is the best gift for the Chinese football watchmen. Thank you, every vivid face in front of the TV!"

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The award ceremony was the final climax.

The Mexican team who won the third place yesterday also came to the stadium and they will be on the podium in third place.

The first place to receive the prize is the third place, and then the runner-up Japanese team also boarded the podium. Some people have recovered from the defeat, and a smile appeared on their faces.

In fact, apart from not winning the championship, they have also created the history of their national football. The Olympic silver medal is the best result of Japanese adult men’s football in the world competition.

This in itself is enough to be proud and proud.

After the Japanese team finished the silver medal, it was the Chinese team's turn to reach the podium.

"Historic moment is coming!" He Ping said excitedly. "We will witness Chinese football on the spot... for the first time to reach the top!"

The players of the Chinese team have returned to the locker room and changed to a special award clothing for the Chinese Olympic sports delegation. They are worn on the body, and the color scheme is like a tomato scrambled egg.

But at this moment, everyone said on the Internet: "Now watching tomato scrambled eggs is really beautiful!"

This is the effect of the champion aura bonus...

The players of the Chinese team did not go directly to the podium, but everyone stood under the podium, and then Sun Pan opened his hand and made a blocking gesture. He shouted: "I count to three , Let's jump together!"

Get everyone's approval.

So he bent down, bent his knees and started shouting, "One, two, two and five!"

Everyone thought it was going to count three, and the result came up with a 2.5... Someone wanted to jump...

Sun Pan saw that he had successfully teased everyone and laughed proudly.

But when he was proud, Zhou Yi suddenly shouted: "Three!"

This time everyone jumped straight to the championship podium, except Sun Pan...

He froze for a moment, only to find that he was being tricked by Zhou Yi, so he hurriedly jumped up and stared at Zhou Yi: "Not this time, come back!"

"Fuck! You're still not allowed to distribute or award!" Guo Nu said.

"That is, don't make trouble!" He Ying also stood opposite Sun Pan.

Others didn't listen to Sun Pan anymore. Zhou Yi said with a grin: "Pan Pan, this is called the Daoist who helps a lot, and the Daoist who does not help a lot."

Sun Pan was about to refute Zhou Yi, but unexpectedly Zhou Yi took the captain's authority: "Okay, don't make trouble, be serious, here's awards! Do you want a gold medal?"

In the face of Zhou Yi, who is so shameless, Sun Pan is also the same, he can only roll his eyes...

The most exciting moment for the players finally came, and gold medals were hung around the players' necks.

All of them are the writers of this legend~lightnovelpub.net~ Their names will be in the history books forever.

As the captain, Zhou Yi was the last to receive the gold medal.

After the gold medal was over, all players stood and faced the flagpole.

The last item of the award ceremony is going to be the most solemn item and the most meaningful item.

Raise the national flag and play the national anthem!

At the award ceremony of the Olympic Men’s Football Finals, the Volunteer March was sounded for the first time.

The Chinese Olympic team players who were still playing and joking before, all faced the national flag seriously and sang along with the music of the national anthem.

Zhou Yi was among them. His hands were on his chest, and he felt the beat there be strong and clear. (To be continued) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read. )