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Chapter 75 A Thunderclap from Out of the Blue

Chapter 75 A Thunderclap from Out of the Blue (Chinese National Football Team Story)

Manchester.

The mist had not yet completely dissipated, and the morning light gently spilled onto the carpet through the gaps in the blinds.

“What a wonderful time difference. It’s 7 p.m. in Brisbane, and it’s 9 a.m. here.”

Van Gaal put down his warm black coffee, his fingertips tapping the table unconsciously, his gaze fixed on the television screen.

The singing on the TV almost overflowed the screen, the stands were a sea of red, red scarves and banners were raised high, and the red flags and emblems on the jerseys flashed alternately in the camera's view.

He murmured to himself, "Watching this makes me want to coach the Chinese national team."

"Boss"

"Just call me 'boss,' I'm not some kind of 'boss' at Manchester United. Let's go to the training ground. If Li scores, have the cleaning lady announce it!"

Australia, pre-match press conference.

Saudi Arabia's head coach, Kosmin, spoke calmly:

"The Chinese team hasn't beaten the Saudi team for eighteen years. What does that mean? Do you know?"

"Football is a team sport. Li Luo has performed very well in Europe, being a key player in the Bundesliga's first half-time championship and a shining star in the Europa League. However, after carefully studying all his recent videos, we have come to the answer: Li Luo's talent is incompatible with Perrin's tactics and the Chinese national team's configuration!"

“I won two K League titles when I was young, so I understand the mentality of East Asian players very well.”

"Note that there are two!"

Cosmin raised his hand, extending his index and middle fingers.

clap clap.

The media reporters applauded the Saudi coach's confidence.

The other side.

China's head coach, Alain Perrin, looked solemn and spoke with a firm tone:

"My tactics will be compatible with Li's."

"He is the core of the Chinese team."

Mixed interview area.

Gao Lin stood in front of the billboard, giving an interview to the media.

A female reporter in uniform with long, straight black hair asked, "The Saudi team emphasizes a tactical system that combines ball control, midfield penetration, and crosses from the wings. Will the Chinese team be overwhelmed by their pressure?"

Gao Lin shook his head: "We'll only know after the game starts."

The female reporter looked delighted: "You seem very confident. The national team coach must have some tactical options to counter you, right?"

"Okay, pass the ball to Li Luo."

"Zhuangdianertai! Zhuangdianertai! Good evening, viewers!"

"We are now broadcasting live the first round of Group B in the 2015 AFC Asian Cup."

"On one side is Saudi Arabia, a legendary powerhouse in Asian football, with a glorious record of winning the Asian Cup three times in 1988, 1992 and 1996, and a profound history."

"On the other side is the Chinese team, led by French double champion Alain Perrin and core midfielder Li Luo, the Bundesliga mid-season champion, the Dragon Team carrying the hopes of countless fans!"

"Saudi Arabia vs. China!"

"The match is about to begin!"

"I am Duan Xuan, the commentator for this match."

"I am He Wei."

Studio.
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The atmosphere was fantastic; the bars and board game cafes around here were packed.
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[So many girls have asked me out, ugh, I turned them all down! I want to see Li Luo! So exciting!]
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After washing the dishes, doing the housework, and helping the kids with their homework, I can finally watch Li Luo.
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On my way home, the subway's small TV screens were broadcasting the Asian Cup live, causing a bunch of people to miss their stop, haha.
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[Foreign media think we can't beat the Saudi team? That's ridiculous.]
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[As I said before, don't put too much pressure on him. Li Luo can't play the same kind of ball control and fluid teamwork in the national team as he does in the Bundesliga. We need to encourage him! We need to be patient.]
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It's okay, just don't get injured. No matter the outcome of the Asian Cup, I won't criticize Li Luo.

Player tunnel.

Li Luo stood at the very front of the line.

I carefully reviewed the main questline for the Asian Cup.

The scene was shocking, with a value of 100 million.

There are probably more than 50,000 spectators at Brisbane Stadium tonight.

Do I need to play several matches to redeem the blind box featuring international cup stars?
suddenly.

A cold, mechanical, synthesized voice quietly began to play.

[Mission Triggered: National Team Cup Debut.]

[Mission Summary: The Saudi team is a well-rounded team. They won't park the bus; instead, they'll try to wear you down with precise ball control. This match will be incredibly difficult. I hope you can relax and not be discouraged by not being able to showcase your talents.]

[Mission Reward: Beckenbauer Unyielding Blind Box.]

The reward is specifically a gold blind box with the prefix "Football Emperor"?
Li Luo was stunned.

"The director's camera cut to Li Luo in the aisle."

"A resolute gaze."

"Leadership qualities".

"The Milky Way embraces me, and still waters flow deep."

"The pine breeze caresses my face, yet I remain as still as a mountain."

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Major cup tournaments attract many scouts.

The Asian Cup is no exception.

Technical representatives from major European clubs traveled thousands of miles to Australia, lurking in the stands of various stadiums.

There are many scouts in Brisbane tonight.

They weren't there to scout Li Luo, because Manchester United said they wouldn't sell him.

I'd love to see if a scenario like "the world's best full-back Maicon being completely outplayed by Bale" ever occurs.

If the super talent Li Luo is completely outmatched by a Saudi player in the Chinese national team, which doesn't fit his system, the Manchester United crown prince's mentality could be severely affected, regardless of the score.

In a sense, Li Luo is the touchstone for the stars of the Asian Cup.

“Our director said that if Li leaves the Wolfsburg system, he might be in a very difficult situation.”

"Our club also has doubts about Li Luo. Overall, the Chinese team's competitiveness in the Asian Cup is very average."

"Football is a team sport."

The referee led both teams out of the tunnel.

Brisbane Stadium was instantly ignited, with cheers and drumbeats merging into a surging torrent.

Chinese fans shouted the name that carried the hopes of millions.

"Li Luo!!!"

The cheers, like a tidal wave, echoed repeatedly in the stands.

The super talent wearing the national team jersey, that dazzling red color blending with the fervent cheers, instantly gripped the hearts of countless people, filling them with excitement.

The national anthem ceremony before the game.

Red flags fluttered in the wind.

The intro to the song, emanating from the loudspeakers and carrying a heavy emotional weight, instantly drowned out the cheers from the stands.

"stand up!"

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A neat chorus gradually rose from the stands, like a tide overflowing a dam, or like sparks igniting.

"Get up! Get up! Get up!"

"We are united as one."

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The camera slowly pans, giving close-ups of each Chinese player.

"go ahead!"

"Forward! Advance!"

After the last three resounding syllables fell, the tide did not stop, the spark did not go out, and the red flag continued to flutter in the wind.

The guessing game is over.

The players from both sides took their positions.

Beep!
With the referee's whistle, the match officially began.

Saudi Arabia has possession of the ball.

"Now we will introduce the starting lineups of both sides."

"The Saudi team is using a 4-4-2 formation!"

Goalkeeper: Walid.

"Defenders: Said, Hausavi, Osman, Yasser."

Midfielders: Salem, Cariri, Basas, Faraj.

Forwards: Hazazi, Abid.

"the other side."

"The Chinese team is using a 4-2-3-1 formation!"

Goalkeeper: Wang Dalei.

"Defenders: Mei Fang, Ren Hang, Zhang Linpeng, Zhang Chengdong."

"Double defensive midfielders: Zheng Zhi and Wu Xi."

"Central midfielders: Hao Junmin, Li Luo, Wu Lei."

Forward: Gao Lin.

The football rolled slowly across the green field.

The Saudi team attempted to maintain firm control of possession of the ball.

The tactics revolve around midfielder Kariri, with the plan to use passing and penetration to break down the Chinese team's stamina and patience.

Courtside.

Saudi Arabia's head coach, Kosmin, is calm and confident.

"In previous friendly matches, when the Chinese team encountered this tactic, they couldn't even get past the halfway line and couldn't even touch the ball."

"What tactics does Perrin know? Does he want to turn the Chinese team into a steel jungle? How many players with that kind of brain do you have?" On the other side.

Perrin was equally composed and confident.

He was dressed in a suit and tie, and stood in the command area gesturing.

The short, stocky translator, Zhao, raised his hands and began to translate loudly.

Assistant Coach Li blew on his bangs, leaned over and clapped his hands vigorously to remind the players on the field.

"Saudi Arabia does not consider us a strong team."

"They continued their possession-based style of play tonight."

"They're trying to run us away."

"Kalili!"

"oops!"

Snapped!
Kariri stopped in his tracks, preparing to kick the ball, but it was intercepted.

what?
The midfield core of a two-time AFC Champions League winner.

Midfield core of the three-time Saudi Premier League double champions.

Saudi Arabia's team captain.

"Saudi magician," "Saudi conspirator," "Saudi artist."
How could they lose possession so easily?
The Saudi coaching staff looked completely bewildered.

Cheers came and went.

"Beautifully broken!"

“Clean and neat.”

"Li Luo!"

"He thwarted Saudi Arabia's advance!"

"His timing and spacing were impeccable, and his explosiveness and speed were flawless."

After Li Luo made the steal, he neither passed the ball nor went to the outside.

Instead, he dribbled directly towards the middle.

The geometric model in spatial perception slowly unfolds into a planar view.

Mid-lane bomb?

His tendency to push things forward left countless people dumbfounded.

Kosmin looked incredulous.

Perrin was stunned.

The Saudi defenses are concentrated in the middle. What is Li Luo planning?
Gao Lin is not stupid.

Immediately call for your teammates to widen the attack! Relieve the pressure on Li Luo!

Having won the AFC Champions League, he must know how to "wash the feet" of the team's core players.

Hao Junmin and Wu Lei understood each other perfectly.

With the chance to make history alongside Li Luo, who would want to be a loser?

Saudi players aren't stupid.

They quickly narrowed the distance, strengthened their defensive depth, and then launched a siege against the Chinese teenagers.

"Bassas and Farage double-teamed."

"It's dangerous."

The two Saudi midfielders quickly closed in.

It's not about mindlessly grabbing things.

One blocked the passing lane, the other tried to block the right foot.

The primary objective is to slow down the Chinese national team's offensive pace, giving the defense some breathing room.

21-year-old Basas, nicknamed "Saudi Nedved," is physically fit and has a tough style of play.

25-year-old Faraj, nicknamed "Shutter Busquets," has a broad vision and a strong sense of foresight.

Followed by.

They saw the Chinese teenagers approaching without slowing down at all.

"Wow!"

The clamor in the stands suddenly solidified, and all eyes were fixed on the red figure holding the ball like spotlights.

Li Luo didn't slow down at all; the whistling wind made even his teammates' shouts a blurry background.

Spatial perception contracted dramatically in the mind, displaying a parallel view of all dynamic information on the field, all transformed into a high-speed geometric model.

Predict the distance to your position.

He stepped on the ball with his left foot.

The body rotates.

The instant the distance between you and your opponent shrinks.

He gently pulled his right foot along with the momentum of the turn.

The football seemed to come alive, skimming the grass around Bassas and landing precisely in front of Li Luo.

not end yet.

The football was then gently flicked, and the Chinese teenager used his left foot to accelerate and change direction.

The ball traced a short arc in the air, but Gomez's raised thigh didn't touch anything; the ball's descent perfectly coincided with Li Luo's footwork rhythm.

The entire movement was seamless, and he left the two white figures behind one after the other.

The entire movement was executed in one smooth motion, so fast that it seemed to leave only a blur.

"Marseille turn!"

"Clip the ball and change its trajectory!"

"Two players have broken through in a row!"

“Let’s go!”

"Agile!"

"Incredible!"

The gasps that erupted from the entire stadium almost shattered the roof of the stands!

The Saudi coaching staff looked dazed!
Is this the Asian Cup?

Are we playing in the Asian Cup?
Perrin held his head in his hands.

Assistant Li pouted his lower lip, and his bangs remained unchanged for a long time.

In the stands.

The technical analysts from all the top companies had their mouths agape in unison.

He immediately lowered his head and began writing furiously.

A Barcelona representative said: "He truly deserves to be called one of the two midfield stars alongside Pogba. Damn it, he's the core of our dream team that we've been longing for."

Real Madrid representative: "His talent...his talent is overflowing."

Juventus representative: "Spatial awareness, distance prediction, positioning... Why isn't his brain in Pogba's body? No, his physique is just as good!"

Saudi Arabia's defense never expected their midfield barrier to crumble so quickly.
Their level of play in the AFC Champions League meant they didn't have time to fill in the gaps.

Wait a minute?
What is that Chinese kid up to?
The sea breeze ruffled her black hair and lifted the hem of her red dress.

Li Luo slowed down.

Raise your arms and swing your legs.

The posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow sends adrenaline soaring.

80 points for shooting, 86 points for footwork, and 82 points for arc.

Perfect unity.

Bah!
It was as if the entire city of Brisbane had been hit by a tsunami!

The football shot out.

It is spinning violently.

The air seemed to be slicing through with a sharp whistling sound.

A powerful and domineering force intertwines with a breathtaking arc.

The Saudi team's entire defense was shattered in an instant!