"What the hell is going on!"
In the stands, the famous Refund Bro really looked like he couldn’t stand it anymore.
Recalling the past, Refund Bro was imnsely disappointed with the national team, but despite that, over the years, he’s always supported their matches, hoping to see them make it to the World Cup once more in his lifeti.
This ti, he was full of expectation for the World Cup Asian qualifiers.
But the result? In the first match and at their ho ground, they delivered such a surprise?
Conceding a goal in the first eight minutes of the first half is one thing, but at least they managed to equalize just before halfti. But in the second half, the national team showed their usual "sluggishness" and got breached again by the Thai Team, conceding another point.
It’s 2-1 now!
Most crucially, among the players desperately trying to save the ga, one of them collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
At that mont, Li Shuangying felt a bit of despair.
With a national team like this, how could they ever make it to the World Cup?
The exhaustion, coupled with endless disappointnt, caused Li Shuangying’s tense willpower to collapse, and then he just fell exhausted to the ground.
In this match, if you were to say who ran the hardest, did the most, and covered the most ground, it was undoubtedly Li Shuangying. He was desperately trying to create scoring opportunities while also working hard to cover for his teammates’ mistakes.
"Huff, huff."
Lying on the ground, Li Shuangying felt his body relax imnsely.
The dical staff on site imdiately ca over to check on Li Shuangying, and at the sa ti, his teammates Liu Zhan, Zhao Xuanming, and Zhu Tan quickly rushed over as well.
"How are you? Do you feel any discomfort? Is your body okay?"
The dical staff quickly inquired about Li Shuangying’s situation.
After all, Li Shuangying didn’t collapse due to intense contact with other players; he just fell suddenly. So upon arrival, they didn’t know where to start, so they quickly asked about his condition.
Li Shuangying opened his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I’m fine, sorry to trouble you all."
After saying that, Li Shuangying got up from the pitch.
This World Cup Pre-Match against the Thai Team had been tense for over an hour, and no matter what, Li Shuangying never expected that he might not even be able to last a whole ga.
In the Xia Super League matches before, a whole ga was nothing to Li Shuangying. It never left him feeling overly exhausted, physically or ntally.
But this ti, it’s really different.
Li Shuangying was too tired.
Physically tired.
ntally even more so.
"Ying, are you okay?"
Liu Zhan hurriedly asked.
"I’m fine, maybe I just pushed too hard earlier and couldn’t keep it together suddenly." Li Shuangying shook his head and looked at Liu Zhan, "No need to worry."
The dical staff quickly checked Li Shuangying’s overall physical condition. Though exhausted, he seed relatively fine.
"Hey, are you okay? Honestly, you’re embarrassing our national team. Should we get the coach to substitute you?"
At this point, Zhou Peng ca up, shouting at Li Shuangying, his tone not very friendly.
Upon hearing that, Liu Zhan got furious and imdiately confronted Zhou Peng, "What do you an? Don’t you have any idea why Ying collapsed?"
Both Liu Zhan and Zhao Xuanming knew why Li Shuangying suddenly went down. It was clearly due to the combined pressure, ntally and physically, that he couldn’t handle.
In fact, both Liu Zhan and Zhao Xuanming were reaching their limits too. Since the second half, the Thai Team seed to be on a high, while the other teammates appeared more "relaxed." As a result, Li Shuangying, Liu Zhan, and Zhao Xuanming had to work even harder, their mileage and combat intensity going through the roof.
"How the hell do I know what’s up with you guys? What does it have to do with ? If you don’t train properly for stamina, is it my fault?"
Upon hearing that, Zhou Peng instantly got upset and started arguing with Liu Zhan.
"It seems like there are so internal conflicts among the national team players?"
The comntators already noticed sothing was off on the field.
On the field, usually only the players from opposing teams would have conflicts, potentially escalating to physical confrontations, prompting the referee to intervene. If they didn’t listen, they’d get yellow cards, and sotis even red cards, leading to ejections.
"You!"
Liu Zhan was really pissed, clenching his fists tightly.
If it weren’t for a shred of rationality left in Liu Zhan, he might have already started a fight with Zhou Peng.
At this mont, Wang Dachao also stepped forward, siding with his friend Zhou Peng.
Seeing this, Zhao Xuanming imdiately pulled Liu Zhan back to avoid making a scene if the teammates started fighting on the field.
"Zhan, calm down. Ying is fine."
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