The China fans in the stands of the Tianjin home stadium were crazy with excitement!
Although the Chinese team had yet to play the offense of the entire team as a whole, the effect of Qin Xiong's return to the midfield as the commander was immediate. The tacit understanding and smoothness in their cooperation was something that had not been seen for a long time.
Perhaps many fans thought that Qin Xiong and Sun Jihai, who played in the English Premier League, would form a very strong offensive combination. At least after Ali Khan made Wei Xin the main right back, Sun Jihai became a utility player, which meant that he could appear in any position in the midfield.
But in the game, Sun Jihai was in a state of silence for a long time. Qin Xiong no longer passed the ball to him. Instead, he cooperated well with Zhang Pengfei on the right side.
Sun Jihai understood that he was targeted by Qin Xiong!
After obviously not listening to Qin Xiong's warning, Qin Xiong seemed to have abandoned him on the field!
When Qin Xiong dribbled the ball to the left side of the midfield in the 42nd minute of the game, Sun Jihai thought that Qin Xiong had finally changed his mind and intended to cooperate with him in the attack.
But he was stunned to see Qin Xiong run to the left side and pass the ball directly to Sun Xiang behind him. At the same time, Sun Xiang pointed to the area in front of the flank where he was supposed to run. After Sun Xiang stopped the ball, he steadily kicked the ball in the direction Qin Xiong pointed.
In front of Sun Jihai, Qin Xiong regained control of the ball and then began to accelerate. He suddenly dribbled the ball along the flank and then suddenly dribbled the ball horizontally. This move was difficult for the opponents in the European arena to guard against. The Malaysian players were even more at a loss!
Qin Xiong dribbled the ball horizontally in front of the penalty area. After continuously stopping the rhythm, he accelerated past the two players and found the best angle to shoot. He shot the ball into the goal with a heavy kick!
Loud voices began to shout Qin Xiong's name throughout the stadium.
While Qin Xiong was running to the side of the field to celebrate, he turned his head to look at Sun Jihai. His eyes were filled with a cold sharpness and arrogance.
It was as if he was declaring something.
He was the commander!
The coach will decide whether you can play in the game.
But the commander on the field will decide whether you have a good chance on the field!
I won't give you a chance. You don't have the ability to create it, so you can only be invisible!
Qin Xiong stood on the sidelines and patted the China team emblem on his chest with his right hand. He raised his head proudly and was even more domineering than before on the field.
On the court, he never hid his inner wildness.
"At the end of the first half of the match, China is leading Malaysia by 4: 0. We can say that China has won three consecutive matches in the qualifiers. As long as the boys don't let down their guard, there shouldn't be any accidents.
Qin Xiong's debut for the national team can now be evaluated as perfect. He had two assists and a goal. He contributed to all four goals. For some reason, when he organized the team on the field and sorted out the team's offense and defense, the China team gave a more stable impression than before. This was what Ali Khan had always emphasized. He wanted the China team to play an integrated football, so the role played by Qin Xiong was very crucial.
But the China team is definitely not perfect. In the first half, the right wing attack was simple and sharp. Our left wing attack was paralyzed for a long time. Hopefully, it will improve in the second half. We must also emphasize that Malaysia is not a strong Asian team. "
In the warm cheers of the home fans, the China team walked into the players' tunnel and returned to the locker room.
Many of the China players were talking and laughing when they returned to the locker room. They played the game easily and happily.
But Sun Jihai kicked a chair, then turned to Qin Xiong and asked, "Why didn't you pass the ball to me?"
His voice was not loud, but when he kicked the chair, he seemed to have lost control of his emotions.
The locker room suddenly became very quiet. All the teammates stared at Qin Xiong and Sun Jihai.
Qin Xiong tilted his head and smiled. Immediately, his expression became extremely cold and he scolded Sun Jihai.
"Why? Ask yourself! Don't you understand? This is a team. This is a group that first abandons you to think about the team's interests! Therefore, everyone on the field had to contribute their own strength to help the team win the victory! Where did you get the courage to ask me such a question? You played like dog shit, why do you still dare to ask me? Your problem is not the quality of the pass! It's not that after I reminded you, you were still stubborn! Your problem is that you don't care about the team! You only care about yourself! Selfish! "
Sun Jihai did not expect Qin Xiong to have such a reaction. He expected him to lose his temper a little and his teammates to be peacemakers. Everyone calmly communicated, and Qin Xiong, a junior, would give him some face. Although the captain's armband was on Qin Xiong's arm, in this locker room, he was a newcomer!
But Qin Xiong had always been like this.
Was it a sudden outburst?
No.
When he was with Jax, he had a similar reaction.
That was in the Champions League deathmatch. When Zlatan Ibrahimovic and Van Der Vaart ignored the team's interests, Qin Xiong chose to fight back silently.
Zlatan Ibrahimovic and Van Der Vaart were smart in that they understood their own problems. Of course, they would not question Qin Xiong, especially after Qin Xiong led the team to reverse the situation with Celta.
Even smarter, they used a gentle way to solve the problem.
Did Qin Xiong need anyone to apologize? Did he need anyone to express their position?
No need!
You just have to put the team's interests first and work hard in the competition!
Sun Jihai was berated by the young Qin Xiong under the gaze of all his teammates. Moreover, Qin Xiong's cold expression showed an extremely strong stance. This made him lose face, and he took a step forward.
Qin Xiong also took a step forward. At the same time, Zhang Pengfei and Liu Yi stood firmly on Qin Xiong's two sides, as if a conflict would break out at any moment.
At this moment, Li Yi, who was sitting on the bench in a clean jersey, stood up for Sun Jihai. He said in a slightly mocking and contemptuous tone, "Didn't you just win the Champions League? What's the big deal? Do you really think you're the prince of China's football? "
The locker room was silent. Qin Xiong turned and walked in front of Li Yi. Since Li Yi was sitting, Qin Xiong looked down at him from above.
Qin Xiong looked proud and said lightly, "Take off this jersey and go out to the outside world. I may sympathize with a poor stray dog, but I won't look at you! I don't care who the f * ck you are! You don't have to care who I am! Everyone lives their own lives. But since you're standing here, wearing a jersey, don't put on that disgusting expression. Don't deceive yourself and tell yourself that winning the Champions League is nothing. If your hand can touch that trophy, you'll probably think you're God! I'm the team captain, and I have the obligation to tell every teammate here that we're wearing the jersey of the China national team. We should pursue victory, the victory that belongs to the team! If you don't have this awareness, I can't do anything to you, but in my eyes, this kind of person is a failure, a trash, a coward, a f * cking man with no dignity. He shames the jersey you're wearing, shames the team emblem on your chest, and you're shaming the face of the China people on the football field! Of course, that includes my face as a fellow China person! "
Li Yi immediately got up and roared at Qin Xiong, "Who the f * ck are you saying is not a man?"
As soon as he got up, his back hit the wardrobe with a bang. Liu Yi held him down by the neck with one hand and said expressionlessly in a deep voice, "Don't make a fuss. You're not good at football, but your temper is not small. Speak loudly when you have the strength. Now shut up!"
No one expected that when the China team was leading 4: 0 in the first half and everything seemed to be perfect, a conflict broke out in the China team's locker room during the half-time interval.
Li Jinyu wanted to be a peacemaker. She walked to Liu Yi's side and said to Qin Xiong, "It's just a game against Malaysia. We're leading by four goals. There's no need to be like this."
Qin Xiong sneered a few times, appearing to be unreasonable. He did not accept Li Jinyu's excuse at all.
He vaguely remembered when he first joined Ajax, when he lost interest in the youth team and the reserve team's games, would he treat the game with contempt or relaxation?
No!
It was not a matter of who the opponent was, it was essentially a matter of attitude!
He turned his head to look at Li Jinyu and said lightly, "Oh, I understand now. The mentality of the China team should be that they can show off when they play against a mediocre team like Malaysia. As for the team's problems, it's fine as long as everyone is happy to win the game. They should just pretend that they didn't see it, so as not to spoil the fun or hurt the harmony. If they encounter opponents like Turkey and Brazil, it's not shameful to lose the game. It doesn't matter. As for losing to Costa Rica, Japan, and Korea, they should just stick their heads in the sand like an ostrich. Anyway, after a while, they will definitely encounter opponents like Malaysia, which will let the China team regain their prestige, right? "
Qin Xiong's words made the mood of almost all the teammates in the locker room become complicated.
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