"Real Madrid is a great team. I have never denied this. They deserve the title of the best club of the 20th century.

It’s just that the current Chinese national team is also very good. The physical fitness and game attitude problems that once troubled us have been greatly improved through my efforts. Therefore, I think a draw between us and Real Madrid should be

OK.

We scored three goals and they scored one." The fat man from Dudu, wearing sportswear, was very arrogant sitting at the press conference.

After hearing his speech, Real Madrid coach Queiroz on the other side was still understanding the content of the fat man's words through a translator, and the reporters in the audience raised their hands.

"Hmm...that pretty young lady!" The fat man stood up and pointed at Jia Yanfeng in the crowd.

"Hello, coach, let's not talk about bragging that you solved the physical and attitude problems of the national football team. Just talk about your math, it's not very good."

"Oh..., why do you say that?" The fat man looked at her with a smile.

"Because according to your estimation, our team will score three goals, Real Madrid will score one goal, and then the two teams will tie. Coach, I want to ask you, how can the score of 3 to 1 become a tie?"

"Who said 3 to 1?"

The fat man asked with a smile.

"Isn't it okay to have a score of 2 to 2?

Our team scored an own goal in a very tense situation, wouldn’t it be okay?”

"Well…"

…

"Okay, passed, next shot!"

「a!」

"Raul, Raul!"

"Xiao Bei, I love you!"

"Robert Carlos, look here, look here..."

Amidst the deafening cheers of the fans, the players from both sides came on the stage, and the commentator Huang Jianxiang tried his best to keep his voice from being drowned in the shouts of the scene:

"Players from both sides have appeared!

In this game, the two teams invariably deployed a 4411 formation. Real Madrid goalkeeper was Casillas, defenders Salgado, Roberto Carlos, Helguera and Woodgate, and midfielder Zida.

Inside, Figo, Beckham, Graveson, striker Ronaldo in the center, Raul alone in front..."

And just as fierce cheers erupted in the Workers' Stadium, a fat man wearing sportswear, a whistle hanging around his neck, and a hand-held loudspeaker came belatedly from the players' tunnel.

The fat man stood on the sidelines, looked around the stands of the Workers' Stadium 360 degrees, and then raised his handheld loudspeaker.

"Hello, audience!"

"Well…"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Well…"

"I hope you will cheer for our players more in a while. If our players win, I will give each of you a scallion pancake."

"Well…"

…

"Okay, passed, next shot!"

「a!」

"The game is about to begin... Whether the national football team's midfielder can gain a lead over Real Madrid in terms of control will be a key factor in whether the national football team can win this game... Okay, now the game begins!

"Huang Jianxiang's on-site commentary is very rich.

Real Madrid took the lead in kicking off the ball and began to put pressure on the defense line consisting of Dang Hao, Xia Yu, Tian Zheng, and Jia Daoliang...

Under the leadership of Zidane, Real Madrid began to continuously create opportunities through midfield attacks. He and Figo are both players with excellent offensive awareness. After constant passing back and forth, they found an opportunity. Zidane

Nei passed the ball, and Carlos followed up and shot the ball directly from a long distance. The ball slightly missed the baseline.

After Real Madrid's attack, Qin Hao, Liu Ye, and Chen Minghao quickly began to counterattack.

After passing the ball back and forth through the midfield, Chen Minghao accurately delivered the ball to Liu Ye's feet. After receiving the ball, Liu Ye turned around forcefully, and then kicked off a powerful shot twenty meters away from the goal!

Casillas also made a wonderful save, flying down and keeping the ball firmly under him.

"In the first five minutes, both sides had an attack each! Carlos' shot was just shy of a goal, and our forward Yang Chen's shot also made Casillas make a wonderful save!

The pace of the game is very fast!"

……………

Except for the few shots before the game that could be called "stuck", Sun Hao could only let it go after he ordered the photographer Zhao Xiaoding to arrange the camera positions for the shooting after the game started.

I don’t know much about football, so I can’t just call it quits when Beckham’s full moon scimitar starts, right?

Since he could not control the shooting scene, Sun Hao relaxed alone and went to the stands to watch the game.

The entire game is divided into two halves, with each half being 20 minutes each. This way, it will be easier to edit when the time comes, and at least the material will be easy to filter.

Qin Hao, Dang Hao, Tian Zheng, Xia Yu, Liu Ye and others are not professional football players. Even if Sun Hao sent them to Portugal for training for nearly two months, at most these guys can be considered football enthusiasts...

But what surprised Sun Hao was that these dozen guys showed no stage fright, and they played well against La Liga giants Real Madrid.

"Hey, that's okay!

Mr. Sun, you have really trained a group of stragglers to compete with the regular army from La Liga."

Sun Hao was watching the game when he suddenly heard a voice beside him. He turned around and saw that it was Jing Tian's agent Lu Zheng.

"Mr. Lu, did you come quickly enough?"

"Of course, I heard that Mr. Sun was going to write a song for Tiantian, so of course I rushed over right away." Lu Zheng stretched out his hand, smiled and shook Sun Hao's hand.

"It doesn't count as songwriting. Among the songs I registered in Japan many years ago, I think there is one that is particularly suitable for Jingtian, so I plan to sing it to her.

But it’s three people singing together!”

"no problem!"

Lu Zheng spoke happily.

"Mr. Sun, it's still the old rule. You report the amount for the song, and I will pay it directly to your personal account.

Also, who are the other two people? Nothing else, I just want to see how they would pair up with Tiantian when they sing together?"

"Um…"

Sun Hao thought for a moment and then said: "Mr. Lu, one is Liu Yifei, my student; and the other is my sister, Wang Xiaochen, who played Mo Xiaobei in "Wulin Gaiden". Mr. Lu, you..."

I wanted to explain that Wang Xiaochen, who had a background in opera, was actually quite suitable for singing. However, before Sun Hao finished speaking, Lu Zheng patted him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Sun, happy cooperation!"

"Well, good, happy cooperation!"

…

"good!"

"I scored a goal. Damn it, Liu Ye really scored a goal."

While the two were chatting, the stadium suddenly became noisy. Tens of thousands of fans who came to watch the game all raised their hands in excitement.

"Fat man, bastard!"

"Sun Hao, rise up!"

"Fat man, bastard!"

"Sun Hao, rise up!"

96.
Chapter completed!