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

June 2018. Sochi, Russia.

Fisht Olympic Stadium, this magnificent building situated on the shores of the Black Sea, is submerged in a sea of ​​red tonight.

Group B, Round 1. Portugal vs. China.

This is a highly anticipated match. Not only because it's China's first World Cup appearance in 16 years, but also because it's a battle for supremacy between two generations of the number 7 jersey!

Cristiano Ronaldo vs. Qin Feng!

The locker room before the game.

Perrin was giving his final pep talk, but his voice trembled slightly. Everyone knew what this moment meant for Chinese football.

Veteran captain Zheng Zhi tightened his shoelaces, stood up, and looked around at his young teammates. "Brothers, we've waited 16 years, we're not here for a vacation," he said in a deep, powerful voice. "No matter who's on the other side, even if it's Cristiano Ronaldo, they'll have to go through a lot to beat us!"

Qin Feng didn't speak; he simply adjusted his shin guards in silence. But a fierce flame burned within his calm, still eyes.

……

Inside the players' tunnel.

When the two teams stood side by side, the air seemed to freeze. Cristiano Ronaldo held his head high, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his innate dominance making even the ball boys around him hesitant to look him in the eye. Qin Feng, on the other hand, lowered his head slightly, seemingly gathering some kind of strength.

"beep--!"

With the referee's whistle, the match officially began!

As predicted before the match, the newly crowned European champions, Portugal, displayed strong control from the start. The exquisite combination play between Bernardo Silva and Bruno Fernandes in midfield acted like a giant net, firmly pinning the Chinese team back in their own half.

In the fourth minute, Ronaldo received the ball on the edge of the penalty area. Facing Zhang Linpeng's defense, he feinted with his right foot and then unleashed a powerful shot with his left! The ball grazed the crossbar and flew out, giving Zeng Cheng a scare!

In the tenth minute, Pepe leaped high during a corner kick and unleashed a powerful header! Zeng Cheng reacted swiftly, tipping the ball out of play with one hand!

The atmosphere in front of the Chinese team's goal was tense!

Qin Feng, positioned in the frontcourt, was like a patient cheetah, searching for the opportunity to strike decisively. He knew that against a formidable opponent, he only had one chance.

……

Twenty-fifth minute of the match.

Wu Xi made a successful interception in the backfield! Instead of blindly clearing the ball with a long kick, he spotted the gap in the attacking third and delivered a long pass to Qin Feng near the center circle!

Counterattack!

Facing Pepe, the Real Madrid defender known for his ferocity immediately closed in. His left hand subtly grabbed Qin Feng's jersey, attempting to disrupt Qin Feng's balance.

Qin Feng didn't try to withstand it head-on. He leaned against Peipei with his back to her, feeling the immense force coming from behind him.

Suddenly, he moved!

With a gentle flick of his right foot to the left, he made a gesture as if to turn to the left!

Pepe's center of gravity subconsciously shifted to the left!

In that very instant!

Qin Feng suddenly snapped the ball back with his right foot, and using his left foot as a pivot, he completed a lightning-fast 180-degree turn!

Cruyff turned around!

Pepe stumbled a step from the sudden change of direction. By the time he reached out to grab her, the red figure number 7 had already flashed past him like lightning!

"It's over!!! Qin Feng shook off Peipei!!!" He Wei's voice suddenly rose!

One-on-one!

Facing the onrushing goalkeeper Patricio, Qin Feng remained frighteningly calm. He feinted a shot, tricking Patricio into diving to save, and then gently pushed the ball away!

The ball rolled into the empty net!

1: 0!

"Goal!!! Qin Feng!!! He's scored China's second goal in the World Cup! And their first goal in 16 years!"

After scoring, Qin Feng rushed towards the corner flag and gave a perfect salute to the Chinese fans in the stands! The entire stadium erupted! Countless Chinese fans embraced and wept!

……

But Portugal are, after all, the European champions. After conceding a goal, they unleashed an amazing burst of energy.

Forty-fourth minute.

Cristiano Ronaldo receives the ball on the left side of the penalty area. Facing a double-team from Zhang Linpeng and Feng Xiaoting, he does not pass the ball.

He pedaled twice quickly in succession, shifting Feng Xiaoting's center of gravity, and then kicked off in the extremely small space!

Explosive Shot!

The ball, like a cannonball, carrying Ronaldo's fury, blasted into the near corner of the goal!

1: 1!

After scoring, Cristiano Ronaldo rushed to the corner flag and made his signature "Siuuuu!" gesture. His eyes were full of determination and an indomitable fighting spirit. He glanced at Qin Feng, as if to say: The game has only just begun.

……

In the second half, the rain intensified. The pitch became slippery, and both teams' stamina declined rapidly.

Eighty-fifth minute.

Portugal executed a brilliant passing move. Bernardo Silva broke down the right flank and cut the ball back, where Moutinho slotted it home!

2: 1!

Portugal has taken the lead!

The Chinese fans in the stands fell silent. Was it another familiar scenario? Another case of honorable defeat?

The final moments of stoppage time.

Ninety-third minute.

China has been awarded a free kick in the attacking third. The ball is 28 meters from the goal.

Qin Feng stood at the free-throw line, ball in hand. Rain soaked his hair and streamed down his face. But his eyes were brighter and more determined than ever before.

Cristiano Ronaldo stood inside the wall of players, watching his young opponent with some nervousness. He knew that look all too well; it was the same look in his eyes, a look of obsessive desire for victory.

"beep--!"

Qin Feng starts! Take off!

His body tilted sharply, and his right foot struck the lower middle part of the ball hard!

boom!

A muffled thud pierced the rain!

The ball soared into the air and flew over the wall of players!

It spun intensely, drawing a strange S-shaped arc in the air! At first, it flew very high, seemingly about to fly over the crossbar, but after reaching its highest point, the ball seemed to be pressed down hard by an invisible hand!

Plunging at breakneck speed!

Leaf ball!

Patricio made a desperate diving save, but his fingertips were still half a meter away from the ball!

Swish!

The ball went straight into the top corner!

2: 2!

"A last-minute equalizer!!! A world-class goal!!! Qin Feng!!! He equalized against Portugal in the style Ronaldo is best known for!!!"

He Wei's voice was hoarse and frantic!

After scoring, Qin Feng did not celebrate. He simply stood in the rain, arms outstretched, gazing up at the night sky, letting the rain wash over his burning body.

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

The final whistle blew!

In their first match of the World Cup, the Chinese team managed a 2-2 draw against the formidable Portuguese team!

Cristiano Ronaldo walked over, took off his jersey, and handed it to Qin Feng.

"You're very strong." The Portuguese star looked at him with a hint of respect in his eyes. "That free kick was beautiful."

Qin Feng took the jersey and also took off his own jersey and handed it over.

"Thank you. You too."

The two embraced in the rain.

This scene has been captured as one of the most iconic moments of this World Cup.

Two generations of football legends, one old and one new, are evenly matched on the World Cup stage.

But this is just the beginning.