"Glory is an unbending persistence, and glory is an unbeatable fighting spirit. Glory is that you can see at any time, I am here, walking with you!"

Zhan Jun sonorously is like recite a battle song, and the Olympic Stadium, at this moment, has surpassed the competition and surpassed the competition, only for the figure covered with bandages.

"Great people will be written into great history!" Both Lineker and Wilson stood consciously, covering their chests with their left hands, and paying the highest respect to the figure!

The audience thundered in applause, regardless of blue and white.

At this moment, I don't know how many people are enthusiastic about it, and they can't wait to go on the court to fight side by side with him, and I don't know how many people have sore eyes, what kind of wounds will it be like this.

But Maqin still walked firmly, even though he was walking slowly, this special head equipment almost seemed to isolate him from the world, and he needed to adapt slowly.

In the gauze that no one can see, even though it has been sprayed with analgesic and swelling spray, it is not a small bruise after all. Now he has felt the fiery pain at the bridge of his nose, and even his eyes are full Bloodshot, that is the swelling that will inevitably be caused by injuries to the muscles and bones!

The fans in the bar did not dare to breathe. They all stood, stroking their chests with their left hands, silently watching the tall figure at this moment. They were afraid that their souls would be blown away with a little effort...

Maqin slowly ran to the restricted area, as if he was performing a silent movie, his heavy breathing seemed to be clearly audible at this moment, and...80 minutes.

Capello watched him, Isabella, Jonathan, Charlton, the Queen of England..., "In the world of football, he is the incarnation of perfection, he is the angel of God...", I don't know which famous The football reporter wrote this in his manuscript at the moment.

All the English players have injected a force into their hearts, as if their souls have finally returned to their place, and the Italians have sincerely admired from the bottom of their hearts. Pirlo sent a thumbs up to Mark Qin from a distance, secretly relieved. Tone.

"Beep..." Proenka's whistle once again restored the rhythm of the world, and the game restarted!

"Pirlo is coming to take a corner kick..." Zhan Jun had to bring his perspective back to the game again. Maqin jogged on the corner of the penalty area, as if looking at the world through the crack of the door, but it still couldn't stop him from looking for Pirlo. .

"Pirlo, the corner kick is the back point..." Huang Jianxiang said, there was a surge in England's penalty area, shouting, Terry stepped back two steps and jumped hard, grabbing the header before Balzali. Push the ball to the sideline on the other side. Pirlo's ball fell too fast. This is all he can do.

"Terry made a clearance, Panucci. Panucci intercepted the ball from the sideline and crossed again..." Before Ashley Cole could save, Panucci returned the ball to the penalty area again. Almost all the high points are in the penalty area. If Maqin would do the same.

"Chiellini and Ferdinand are competing for the top. The ball is still in the penalty area. It is a bit chaotic..." Zhan Jun shouted. The ball that was pushed up again slowly fell from the air, making it difficult for anyone to handle it. At that time, a figure rushed in from outside the penalty area.

"Be careful..." Joe Hart yelled, Lampard leaped to his side to make a clearance, but the angle of the ball was a bit awkward, "Boom," De Rossi who sprinted up took it this time. In the upper hand, he was half a head higher than Lampard, perhaps it was Maqin's re-entry that made their tense spirit appear an inevitable relief that led to the negligence at the moment.

"De Rossi..., this goal..., eh?, scored? Got it! The goal is scored, Italy scored the first goal..." Zhan Jun shouted, "despite De Rossi's goal. Slowly, but still drew a parabola, past Joehart's ten-finger pass..."

"Goaaaalllll...", the Italian commentator yelled frantically, Prandelli excitedly hugged his assistants, the timing of the ball came too good!

"Roar...", De Rossi, who got up, gathered outside the bottom line with the joyful blue. The Italian fans in the stands were crazy, only the white England fans, who didn't even know what to look like. This game, They have experienced too many ups and downs.

"Italy took the lead in the first goal," Lineker said in a low voice, as if he hadn't expected the result. "However, it doesn't matter...", he shouted again.

Mark Qin accompanied Pirlo to watch the whole process of scoring on the other sideline, and sighed slightly. Things really went wrong today. They actually lost the ball at this time. This was originally when they started, maybe God. I don't want him to be so complete easily.

At this time, the mood of his teammates can also be imagined. Some people still stared at the ball in the goal without recollection. Why, they lost the ball?

"Papa......", Maqin raised his hands in the air and gave high-fives, and walked like a middle circle. The injury of the bridge of his nose could no longer make him yelling. He could only use another way to motivate his teammates. Fortunately, the tens of thousands of British fans in this stadium are all his microphones.

Hit the palm twice, and then stretch out the index finger forward with both hands, this is silent, but like Honglu's big bell!

"Papa...", more and more, "England...", "Papa...St. Mark...", "Papa..., England...", like a dream back to Qizai, back then, he It was also in the stands. In this way, the sleepy Liverpool stands were awakened. Now, in another venue and another picture, the old things repeat themselves.

What kind of story is that unrelenting but firm figure telling? Only follow! "Papa... England..." Lineker and the others are not explaining, but following this rhythm, forge ahead, roar, and then his teammates.

They returned to their respective positions with resolute expressions, and their respective shouts of blue and white were like the collision of the fields of two saints. In tonight's Olympics, they would never sleep.

"England, this is President Ma, they are high-spirited..." Zhan Junyu shouted incoherently. There were too many things beyond competition in this game, which made people crazy and excited!

Capello stood on the sidelines with his chest in his arms, indifferent. Whether it is the celebratory Italian fellow next to him or himself, he knows that this game has deviated from their original track. All he needs to do now is to watch Watching the rest of the game.

The game starts again!

And the figure running around with the bandage, no matter where it was, it exploded like a lamp, shining like a jewel, no one knew how much sweat was shed under the layers of gauze, or what he was thinking.

"Mark, directly curve the ball diagonally and point behind the penalty area, look for Rooney who is in front, Rooney...rush to the top..." Lineker yelled. With a "bang", the football missed the post and Rooney got up. He glanced at Balzali who was squeezing him out of balance, turned his head and left.

"Pirlo, Mark went up again", Wilson exclaimed excitedly, "He will not fall, he will never fall..."

It’s just the wrapped gauze that still affected his feeling, making him dull as if he was a bit slower, and Pirlo was also on the verge of an enemy, obviously strengthening the protection of the ball and the concealment of the ball. He has already taken it. 120% spirit.

"Italy has entered their usual rhythm. They are pressing before luring England," said Zhan Jun. "Pirlo is too experienced." The ball kept passing through Italy's midfield, as long as England had a slight pressure. They will interrupt their advancement by themselves.

Mark Qin waved back. He believed that his teammates could see it. Then he pushed forward again to the backing Pirlo without hesitation. The fiery pain in the bridge of his nose inspired a complete madness in his bones, but if he wasn’t mad, he didn’t know he still Can you resist it?

"England is on the whole line..., they launched a crazy frontcourt press!" Huang Jianxiang suddenly shouted, Capello's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he seemed to feel the tension and crazy atmosphere.

"Pirlo, he almost ran to a position parallel to Buffon..." Zhan Jun shouted, "Pirlo, Buffon handed it back to him, they are still conducting in the penalty area...", in the tone, anxious .

Anyone who knows the ball can see that Italy or Pirlo is now grinding England. England looks very aggressive, but it is Italy who has the initiative in tactics.

"Look at Chiellini", Maqin yelled to Carol, then gritted his teeth to suppress the tearing pain, rushed up again without hesitation, and rushed to Pirlo, because he had seen Pirlo posing. Right leg.

"Boom...", "Whoo...", he jumped up without any scruples, and the ball flew past his scalp, shocking countless people in cold sweat.

The ball was looking for Balotelli on the flanks of the frontcourt, but Makqin’s pressure still affected Pirlo’s power. He wanted to find Balotelli’s feet and let him stop and start the attack. As a result, now When the ball reached his head, Glen Johnson exhausted all his strength to take off behind him, and then with a "bang" sound, the sound pickers on the sidelines seemed to be able to feel the wild intensity...

"FKyou!"

"FKyou!" Balotelli yelled when he got up from the ground, and Glen Johnson did his part, and they have often confronted them in the Premier League.

The foreheads of the two people furiously clashed together, each angrily spraying **** that the other party might not be able to hear at all. The audience was full of thunderous noises, "toot...", and Proenka's screaming whistle.

The painful stimulation and full of blood are making this game more and more filled with the smell of gunpowder!

"Both teams are getting angry now. There have been too many accidents in this game. It will be a great test for the players' psychology... Especially England..."

"Yes", Zhang Lu rarely has a serious face. "It is estimated that England players now have a tragic feeling in their hearts~lightnovelpub.net~ This is caused by the injury and accidental conceding of the ball. They have to adjust as soon as possible. Mentality"

Mark Qin shook his head slightly after landing. The moment he struggling to take off and land just now made his entire head sting, he knew it was caused by the impact of the injury.

"Mark, are you okay?" Pirlo saw that the game was stopped in the frontcourt. He came over and cared. Mark raised his hand and knelt his knees for a while. Now he knows that Cruyff used to be , Beckenbauer, and Jordan with a high fever, how difficult it is.

It sounds exciting, but only when this pain falls on me can I know how painful and uncomfortable it is. Without the will to move forward, it is possible to fall at any time.

He raised his head and looked back...

"Papa", this time it was not applause, but two yellow cards from Proenka. He promptly suppressed the agitation that might be beyond the scope. De Rossi grabbed Cassano, who had nothing to look for. He pulled back, and Lampard also isolated Glen Johnson, who was still cursing.

"!, calm, calm," Capello kept pressing his hands on the sidelines, sweating slightly on his forehead, while Isabella in the stands still stared at Maqin firmly, unable to stop tears. Everything today has gone beyond the scope of her understanding.

This has nothing to do with trophies, it has nothing to do with champions, it’s just a person’s life. Some pursuits are better than life. Of course, it doesn’t want you to die, but it needs you to go beyond yourself and beyond the shackles of your body to show that powerful Will, this, is about glory.

This is the glory of transcending oneself, the glory of never giving up, the glory of the brave!

Makeqin slowly ran towards his backcourt again, firmly like a walker...

Walker, boundless...

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