Football: Start with the Kaka template, dominate the football field!

That night in Zurich was like a grand fireworks display, illuminating the entire world of football and completely changing Qin Feng's life.

When he returned to Dortmund with the Ballon d'Or, the city erupted in celebrations even more wildly than when he won the Champions League. In the City Hall Square, the moment Qin Feng raised the golden ball, the roar of 800,000 people made him truly feel the weight of the words "world's number one" for the first time.

But as Klopp said, honors belong to the past, while challenges are always in the future.

……

One week later, Xi'an, China.

The sixth round of the final round of the World Cup qualifiers.

When Qin Feng appeared at the Shaanxi Provincial Stadium wearing the national team training uniform, the fans in the stands unfurled a huge banner:

Welcome home, our Mr. Golden Globe!

This is not just a slogan, but a weighty expectation. Qin Feng is no longer just a player. He is a totem of Chinese football and a god in the eyes of countless children.

After training, Chinese national football team coach Alain Perrin approached Qin Feng.

"Qin, congratulations." Perrin looked at the young man who had already reached the pinnacle of the world, his eyes filled with emotion. "Next match, we're playing Qatar. They currently have 10 points and are third in the group. If we can beat them at home, we'll secure a spot in the knockout stage."

Perrin pointed to the points standings on the tactics board.

"However, Zheng Zhi is suspended for this match due to accumulated yellow cards. Qin, you need to shoulder more responsibility."

Qin Feng didn't speak, but simply nodded silently. He knew this was Mr. Golden Globe's responsibility. With great power comes great responsibility.

……

On the evening of the match day, at the Shaanxi Provincial Stadium.

The stadium was packed. Fifty thousand fans in red jerseys turned the stadium into a sea of ​​red.

"China Team! Victory is assured!"

As the national anthem played, Qin Feng looked at the fluttering five-star red flag and felt a surge of warmth in his heart. This was his first national team match after winning the Ballon d'Or. He wanted to repay this profound love with a victory.

"beep--!"

Game start!

Qatar was clearly well-prepared. Their coach, Fossati, deployed a highly targeted 5-4-1 formation with a clear objective: defend firmly and then launch counter-attacks.

The defense against Qin Feng, in particular, was absolutely ruthless. The moment Qin Feng got the ball, three players would immediately surround him, and their actions were extremely aggressive.

In the 30th minute of the first half, Qin Feng received the ball in midfield and was about to turn around when he was violently tackled to the ground from behind by Qatari defensive midfielder Karim! The referee blew the whistle for a foul but did not issue a card.

Qin Feng got up from the grass, rubbed his sore back, and didn't complain. He knew this was the treatment given to the world's number one player.

The game became a stalemate. China's attacks were repeatedly thwarted by Qatar's tight defense.

The second half began with the teams switching sides.

In the 55th minute, Qatar launched a quick counter-attack! Afif dribbled the ball at high speed down the wing and crossed it! Ali arrived in the middle and fired a shot! The ball hit the post and bounced out!

A gasp swept through the stadium! The Chinese team had escaped a close call!

"This can't go on." Qin Feng glanced at the scoreboard; time was running out. He took a deep breath and began to actively retreat to receive the ball.

[God's-eye view], now open!

Instead of blindly pushing forward, he patiently tore apart Qatar's defense with precise long passes.

In the 68th minute, Qin Feng received the ball near the center circle. He observed the situation on the field and suddenly noticed that Qatar's left-back, Hassan, was a little slow to get back to defense because of his previous attack.

opportunity!

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all! He used the outside of his right foot to deliver a long, penetrating diagonal pass!

The ball, like a scalpel, precisely sliced ​​through Qatar's defense! They found Zhang Linpeng, who was making a high-speed run down the right flank!

"Great shot!!! Zhang Linpeng crosses the ball!!!"

Zhang Linpeng took a shot without stopping the ball! The ball flew towards the center of the penalty area!

There he was! Wu Lei appeared like a ghost! He got ahead of the Qatari center-back and headed the ball with a diving header!

boom!

1: 0!

"Goal!!! Wu Lei!!! China has broken the deadlock!!!"

After scoring, Wu Lei immediately rushed to Qin Feng, who had passed him the ball, and the two embraced tightly!

But this wasn't the end. After conceding a goal, Qatar pressed forward with all their players, attempting to equalize. This gave China more space to counter-attack.

Eighty-second minute.

China intercepted the ball in their own half! Wu Xi passed the ball to Qin Feng.

This time, Qin Feng didn't pass the ball. Because he saw a vast open space in front of him!

[Long-Distance Raid], Begin!

He was like a yellow lightning bolt, starting from his own half! Two Qatari midfielders tried to close in to intercept, but Qin Feng simply pushed the ball forward and then used his terrifying explosive power to force his way past them!

"It's over!!! Qin Feng charged forward!!!"

He dribbled the ball for fifty meters, heading straight for the penalty area! Facing Qatar's last defender, he didn't choose to dribble past him, but instead...

Suddenly, a side kick!

The ball rolled to the unguarded left flank!

There, substitute Yu Hanchao easily slotted the ball into the empty net!

2: 0!

"Goooooooooooooooooooooal!!!"

"A second assist!!! Qin Feng!!! He didn't try to take all the credit; he killed the game in the most selfless way!"

The stadium erupted! Fifty thousand fans chanted Qin Feng's name in unison. At that moment, Xi'an seemed to transform into Westphalia!

In the end, the Chinese team defeated Qatar 2-0 at home! With two rounds to spare, they secured a top-two finish in Group A of the final round of World Cup qualifiers!

Team China has once again qualified for the World Cup finals after 16 years!

The moment the final whistle blew, the entire stadium went wild! Players sprinted across the grass, coaching staff hugged each other and wept, and fans in the stands were also in tears!

Qin Feng stood in the center of the arena, watching all of this, his eyes also becoming a little moist.

The regrets of the past life, the struggles of this life—at this moment, they have all transformed into the sweetest fruit.

"Ding!"

Just then, the long-lost system notification sound rang in his mind once again.

[Congratulations, host, on completing the epic mission: "Marching to the World Cup!"]

[Rewards being processed...]

[A new chapter begins: Ragnarok!]

Qin Feng smiled.

Ragnarok?

Then let this twilight burn even more fiercely!

……

Post-match, mixed zone.

A reporter from the Spanish newspaper Marca squeezed in front of Qin Feng.

"Qin! Congratulations on leading the Chinese team to the World Cup! Just now, Mr. Zidane said in an interview that you are currently the best player in the world, and Real Madrid's doors are always open for you. What is your response to this?"

Qin Feng paused for a moment, then stopped in his tracks.

The flashbulbs went off wildly, and all the reporters held their breath, waiting for his answer.

Qin Feng looked at the camera, a polite yet confident smile playing on his lips.

"First of all, thank you Mr. Zidane for the praise. He is my idol and a great coach."

He paused, his eyes becoming incredibly determined.

"But I am now the captain of Borussia Dortmund. My heart is here."

"As for the future..."

He blinked, leaving behind a meaningful question.

"Who knows? Maybe one day we'll meet on the field. Then I'll answer him with my performance."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving behind a dashing silhouette and a group of reporters frantically taking notes.

Reject Real Madrid?

No, this is just...

The show is about to begin.