After Zhao Yijiao scored with a long-range shot, the fans at the stadium immediately erupted in delight.
"Score another!"
"4–0!"
Some longtime fans shouted toward the pitch, hoping China Youth Team would score one more.
The other fans instantly understood when they heard the old fans shouting and began joining in.
If their opponent had been any other team, three goals would have been enough to call it quits.
But considering that the opponent was Brazil Team, three goals were definitely not enough. Scoring one more and keeping a clean sheet would be the ideal result.
Even without the fans' chants, the China Youth Team players had no intention of stopping.
For them, if they did not seize the rare stage of the Youth World Cup to prove themselves, it would be difficult to find another opportunity like this in the future!
Driven by the prospect of playing abroad, the players wanted to seize every chance to show themselves. How could they possibly go easy on their opponents?
In the second half, China Youth Team created danger again and again, repeatedly threatening Brazil Team's goal.
But after receiving a yellow card, Brazil Team's goalkeeper Renan actually performed better and better.
He made save after save, denying China Youth Team's shots time and time again.
It was not until stoppage time, when Chen Tao scored again with an exceptionally high-quality free kick, that the final score between China Youth Team and Brazil Team was set at 4–0.
That score inevitably reminded people of the World Cup group-stage match three years ago.
The scoreline was exactly the same in both matches. The difference was that the winners had switched places.
All one could say was that karma came full circle. Heaven spared no one.
The humiliation the National Football Team had suffered three years ago had now been avenged by China Youth Team.
The fans who had come to watch the match were immensely satisfied, and many felt the sheer pleasure of finally settling an old grudge.
The moment the match ended, the National Football Team fans in attendance rose as one and spontaneously gave this China Youth Team their warmest applause and cheers:
"China Youth Team is fucking awesome! Damn, 4–0 against Brazil Team! I wouldn't have dared imagine that score before the match!"
"Exactly! I originally thought scoring one goal would count as a success. Who would've thought these kids would be this fierce and pull off a 4–0? That was Brazil Team!"
"I always knew these China Youth Team kids had it in them!"
"No need to say anything else. They're just fucking awesome!"
No matter how the later matches turned out, this resounding victory alone made their long journey to watch the game worthwhile.
After the match, Lin Feng was unsurprisingly named Best Player of the Match.
And the news of China Youth Team slaughtering Brazil Team 4–0 was like a depth charge dropped into the Football World, shocking the entire Football World!
Germany, inside the hotel where Brazil Team was staying.
Kaka, who was preparing for the Confederations Cup, had finished a day of training and was lying on his bed, ready to rest.
Unlike several of the older stars on the team, Kaka was an extremely disciplined player. He was never drawn to the glittering temptations outside.
He kept regular hours every day, went to bed early and rose early, and worked hard to maintain his condition for every match.
But just as he was about to turn off the lights and sleep, the Bicycle Boy, Robinho, suddenly barged in from the next room.
"Hey, Ricardo, I just found a really interesting video. Come take a look!"
Without waiting for Kaka's reaction, he began playing the video on his own.
Kaka looked somewhat helpless, but it would not have been appropriate to immediately throw him out, so he could only watch patiently.
Robinho had brought a match clip. After glancing at the two teams' kits, Kaka discovered that one side was Brazil Team's Youth National Team.
As for the side in red, judging from their appearance, they should have been a team from East Asia.
Kaka instinctively thought of Japan team.
Two days earlier, Brazil Team had just been held to a 2–2 draw by Japan National Team in the Confederations Cup.
Japan team had managed to draw against a Brazil Team boasting Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, Kaka, and a host of Top Star Players, so their strength was quite impressive.
At the beginning of the video, there was no change in Kaka's expression.
But when he saw the red team's number 10 deliver a long pass that precisely found his teammate up front, Kaka could not help nodding.
"Red Team's number 10 has good vision, and his passing accuracy is excellent too!"
Robinho nodded indifferently, signaling for him to keep watching.
Then Kaka was stunned!
"What is going on?"
Seeing Kaka's shocked reaction, Robinho burst into laughter with a satisfied expression. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
"What do you think? Doesn't he look a lot like you? Honestly, when I first saw this video, my reaction was about the same as yours. I even wondered for a while whether this guy was your long-lost brother!"
Kaka shook his head with a laugh. He knew his father was not the sort of man who chased women everywhere, so there was no such possibility.
Besides, not only did they look completely different, they were not even of the same race. How could they possibly be blood relatives?
But why was the other player's style so similar to his?
With that thought, Kaka developed a strong interest in the player who played so much like him.
If he had the opportunity, he would really like to meet him.
Italy, the door to Inter Milan chairman Moratti's office was suddenly pushed open.
Inter Milan's transfer market director, Oriali, rushed in excitedly with his laptop.
"Chairman, you have to see this!"
Without waiting for a response, he began fiddling with his computer and played the video.
Moratti, Inter Milan's Leader, looked bewildered. What had gotten into Oliari today?
What could possibly make him this agitated?
With a hint of curiosity, he began watching the video carefully.
Before the video had even finished, Moratti could no longer remain seated.
"Where is this player now? Has he been signed by another club?"
Though there were only a few clips, Moratti saw Kaka's shadow in this young man.
The same outstanding speed, the same explosive power, and the same superb ability to combine man and ball while sprinting at high speed.
His touches clearly looked too heavy, yet the opposing defenders could never reach the ball.
The ball he knocked forward would always end up back at his feet.
And he used those powerful touches to get past one defender after another.
Once this kind of player got moving, he was almost impossible to stop.
Inter Milan had suffered plenty at Kaka's feet over the past few years and held a deep grudge over it.
There were plenty of players with great speed and explosive power.
But there had only been one player in the world who could play like Kaka.
Yet now, it seemed that another had appeared?
They had missed out on Kaka back then. This time, no matter what, they could not miss out again.
Oriali seemed to have anticipated Old Man Moratti's reaction and immediately said,
"We're currently sending people to investigate his background, but he probably isn't a player from one of the major clubs. As for him, he's participating in the Youth World Cup in the Netherlands right now. We can send someone to contact him at any time."
Moratti nodded at that, picked up the phone, and called Inter Milan's sporting director Branca, preparing to have him make a trip to the Netherlands with Oriali.
Almost at the same time, news of China Youth Team's rout of Brazil Team at the Youth World Cup spread throughout Europe.
The major clubs also began receiving reports sent back by their scouts.
In those reports, the name of an Asian player was repeatedly mentioned.
As a result, many clubs realized that another Peerless genius had emerged at the Youth World Cup!
"Is the information accurate? Is he really only seventeen?"
Wenger, who was scouting transfer targets for the new season, immediately lit up when he heard the news.
A promising youngster? Where?
After receiving confirmation from his assistant, Wenger made his decision at once.
"Quick, book me a flight to the Netherlands immediately. We leave tonight!"
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