Green Life

The time is fixed in the summer of 2012, Ukrainian local time, at 23:30 on the evening of June 27th, and at 4:30 am on the 28th, Beijing time, in the Bath Arena, in mainland England, in various locations...

It's like a moon landing rocket that has been ignited for half a month, and finally lifted off slowly in the eyes of everyone!

The moment it broke free from the gravity of the earth and rushed out of space, the crowd was jubilant and excited!

Beneath it are separate propellers at all levels. France, Spain, and Portugal on the field today have all become the fuel and nourishment for them to reach the top.

For the first time in a century of history, whether it is the British people or England fans, at this moment, they are all witnessing a brand-new history, a brand-new legend, and football is sleepless at this moment.

The English flag flying in the air in the stands of the Bath Arena, the white fireworks, and the messy live broadcasts everywhere...

"Wow... great Gerald, great Mark, they did it, they really did it...", Lineker's screaming was already crazy, his voice was hoarse, but the decibel did not drop at all, he Wilson and Alan Shearer around him were already in a mess.

In the past half a month, the British media has carried out a carpet-like bombing of England's European Cup prospects like wingmen crossing the border, but it is the flying heroes on the field who really dropped the missiles...

That's right, in their eyes, everyone is a hero, Mark, Gerrard, Rooney...

"Is it a miracle? England's Hundred Years of Solitude! Now, they finally got what they wanted. What their predecessors, Charlton, Lineker, Gascoigne, and Alan Shearer have never done, today, Mr. Ma did it, Gerrard did it..."

Zhan Jun's ups and downs and passionate voice resounded in thousands of households. At this time, the game has entered garbage time.

This piece of greenery is destined to be recorded in the annals of history!

Mark Qin grinned and hugged Gerrard who had already put on his clothes and ran back, his Jie team, the man who once carried him off the stands at his football gate.

"Ha ha……"

"Thank you, Mark, Mark, edo!...", already incoherent, but more teammates ran up and formed a group again, drowning everything in an instant!

At this moment, what to say is no longer important!

This is Gerrard's grand slam journey. His football journey is much more brilliant than his previous life. His trophy room is only one European Cup away!

Team and personal, he has almost everything, he is the symbol of Liverpool, the symbol of red!

Cakir put the yellow card shown to Gerrard in his pocket, and looked at the England players who were crazy again. The strange thing is that no Portuguese players came to protest.

Their head coach Bento sat on the coach's bench, and all the players on the field lowered their heads, showing no fighting spirit.

He shrugged, taking photos of the referee's duties, and walked towards the flames that gathered again.

Even if there is stoppage time in the game, there are only more than ten minutes left in the game. With Portugal's fighting spirit, it is estimated that the referee team will not give too long stoppage time.

Because it doesn't make sense!

Twice knocked out by Portugal, they got their revenge, and in this great moment, perfect.

From time to time, the live TV footage still focused on Mark Qin and Ronaldo, who was obviously venting.

It's just that one has no desire to fight, and one...

The whole of England has no interest in fighting, and Capello rarely puts his shoulders on the sidelines with the coaching staff and the substitutes, waiting for the moment when the game is over.

At that moment, for England, it was not only the greatness of entering the finals for the first time, but also its salvation for a century.

He knew how crazy England would be tonight!

"Doo, the referee called Ronaldo's foul. He first pulled his old teammate Ferdinand when he was fighting for a header in the penalty area..." Zhan Jun continued to explain the game, "We rarely see such Situation, Ronaldo's usual small actions are still rare..."

Zhang Lu nodded his head hey,

"Hurry up, he usually solves most of the problems with his explosive power, now... hey, this score is a bit embarrassing for them, I guess it's hard for him to accept..."

Joe Hart kicked out with a big kick, because England is still motivated to go up, and only Welbeck, he still thinks that he can score a goal, especially when he gave up such a good opportunity to Jay. After Ladd.

But others, including Ma Keqin, were waiting for the end of the game, and their minds had already flown.

"Pepe, the big foot drove forward, and he pressed it himself. Now let's see if they can score a goal to save face," Zhan Jun said, "to avoid the fate of England's victory."

"England players are no longer going up," Huang Jianxiang received. "It is estimated that no one still believes that Portugal can turn the world upside down, and the total distance between horses..."

He has already started his concluding statement, and Ronaldo was lucky to get the ball again in a scramble in front of the England penalty area.

Then he made a fake shot and swayed Milner away. Now he only has the goal in his eyes, the damn goal!

He must blast the ball in, even if he can no longer decide the outcome, but such a failure makes his heart feel like a knife.

"Bang, Ronaldo exploded!"

"boom!"

Ronaldo looked at the high flying, was blocked again, refracted the ball flying to the sideline, turned his head fiercely to find the culprit.

It's him!

The white No. 18 is panting and lying in front of the top of England's penalty area. It's all here. Do you want to kill it all?

Ronaldo's pupils shrank in an instant. If their competition was still at the competitive level before, today, he really began to hate this person from the bottom of his heart. This is a kind of pent-up anger!

"Mark, he made up in time and blocked Ronaldo's long shot, great Mark, St. Mark...", Lineker shouted.

Now as long as he mentions Ma Keqin, every sentence must bring greatness, followed by "Holy", the words are poor!

"Saint Mark...", the stadium was much more insane, with mountains roaring and tsunami roaring.

Mark Qin took the hand that Barry and Milner handed over, stood up, and didn't look at Ronaldo, who wanted to eat him, because he couldn't care about it.

The moment he turned his head, he happened to see the substitution sign on the sidelines, with the number 18 on it, and it was Lampard who replaced him!

Capello wants to give him a chance to enjoy the cheers alone. Although he only scored one goal today, anyone who knows football will know who is in control of the game today!

You heard me right, total control!

"He, swift as the wind, he, the command is determined, he, like the emperor coming..., who is he?...Saint Mark, Saint Mark..., boom, boom..."

When you hear this kind of singing, this kind of cheering, this kind of singing, you can't help but be overwhelmed, and you can't suppress the excitement, because at this moment, you are also a witness!

Mark Qin and other referees made gestures, hugged several teammates, then raised their hands, applauded in response to the white support, and slowly walked off the court.

At the moment, no one is bothering, if that is the case, it is really unsportsmanlike, and he deserves it.

Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang looked at each other, and they all wanted to express their feelings with a long roar. The majestic background sound was extremely clear and shocking in their headsets!

Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for!

They are proud, they are proud, and they even want to brag about him so presumptuously, he is Chinese! Authentic Chinese!

Who said we can't play football?

"This is his moment, I think, no matter what the result of the game four days later, he is already one of the greatest players in England history...", Lineker was excited!

"Yes!" Wilson went on, "We did not mean to offend Sir Charlton, but his merits speak for themselves, even though he is still so young..."

Mr. Bobby Charlton will naturally not grit his teeth at Mark Qin like Ronaldo. At this moment, he is happy in his heart. No matter how brilliant Mark Qin is, he pushed him to the front line of England. This will only make him in England. greater status.

"I think the queen needs to arrange the schedule in advance," he said with a smile to Prince William beside him while applauding with the fans, "This is pioneering..."

"Yes, yes, Sir Charlton," Prince William nodded excitedly, without even interrupting Bobby Charlton. Great moment..."

great, great, great...

It's a word that's been used rotten in England, in Markkin's person, but what else can you say?

Those who pay attention will naturally hold theirs to the sky, and those who don't pay attention have nothing to do with me? But this summer is destined to be different.

"Congratulations...", "Congratulations...", "Congratulations...", Mark Qin finally ended this journey like enthronement, and embraced Lampard amidst the cheers of the audience.

Then he took the water and towel handed over by the assistant coach, and listened to the congratulations from the coaches and teammates on the sidelines.

Excitement, and a sense of distance that he didn't have before. He has already occupied too high a role in British football, just like Maradona in Argentina in 1986. Many of them are invisible.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there are high and low!

As Gerrard said in an interview after the night in Istanbul, everything is different!

You don't know how the moment sounds, and even, you don't know when it happened, but there it is!

That terrifying influence will make people around them feel that what they are facing is already a symbol!

"Crack", Mark Qin took a sip of water, threw the drink bottle casually, then hooked Neville's shoulders, and stood on the sidelines together, waiting for the end of the game.

Neville froze for a moment, then smiled and patted Mark Qin on the shoulder, taking advantage of the situation and turning him into a member of the waiting army.

"Oh, oh, oh..., England, England...", the singing remained.

The glorious journey is only one step away, and it is the sea of ​​stars!

"I will be the top of the mountain, and I will see all the small mountains!" Zhan Jun shouted passionately, and the time was approaching five o'clock in the morning domestic time.

"If Mr. Ma's football journey is a journey to the top, then the World Cup is his 18-set journey. Now, he is only one step away from reaching the top!"

"Yes", Huang Jianxiang continued, "The scenery is infinite on the dangerous peak, the chest is full of stratus clouds, and the yin and yang are at dusk!"

"Now, Huidang Ling Jueding has been decided, and it will take four days to see if you can see all the mountains..."

"Whether their opponent is Germany or Italy, I believe..." Huang Jianxiang shouted, "Mr. Ma's momentum has been achieved. Now, nothing can stop him!"

Cakir raised his wrist for the second time, and then glanced at the ball that was cleared by the England defender again, flying high in the air, and blew the whistle hard...

"Boom...", the scene boiled.

"Boom...", Yinglun shook!

"Boom...", the global football world exploded!

Countless football practitioners are flying, and countless news are coming from the Bath Arena, from the pen, from the Internet, and from the camera.

Dazzling dance...

"Boom..." Ma Keqin, his teammates, and the coaching staff rushed into the field like crazy...

Night, rejoice!

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