When Kabangka scored the football into the goal of the Chinese team, the whole commentary booth, except for He Feng and Yan Kang, was full of cheers and roars one after another.

The commentators from other countries were impressed by Kabangka's beautiful world goal.

Even if they were all neutral commentators, they couldn't control their emotions in front of Kabangka's wonderful shot.

"A wonderful shot! Kabangka fully demonstrated his talent in this goal!"

"Ladies and gentlemen! This is Kendor Kabonka!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Kabangka-unbeatable! Wonderful! Unbelievable! Unbelievable!!"

"Kabangka is like knowing that the Chinese players will come over to grab the ball from behind. This pull is simply the essence! The next shots are commonplace for players of his level..."

Yan Kang turned his head and looked at the excited colleagues next to him, although he knew that these people were only faithfully fulfilling his responsibilities as a narrator, beyond reproach.

But he still has some pantothenic acid...

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After the goal, Kabangka didn't turn around and rushed to the corner flag area, or went to the bench. He just turned around and shook his fist vigorously.

Then he was hugged by his teammates.

Rafael Fonseca jumped with excitement, jumped up with his hands on his shoulders, and rode on him.

There is no such boring idea that “scoring a goal for the Chinese team is nothing to celebrate.” In the World Cup, every goal is worth celebrating.

The Brazilian fans in the stands were also shouting in a carnival. Those fans dressed like parrots seemed to be participating in a Brazilian carnival.

The Chinese fans facing them held their heads in their hands and were silent.

Although knowing that the opponent is Brazil, it is normal to lose the ball, but every Chinese fan still finds it difficult to accept.

How good we played before...

Lin Zhiyuan got up from the ground, turned back to the goal, picked up the football, and threw it to the midfield.

Captain Yao Huasheng slapped his hands hard and shouted to everyone: "It's okay, it's okay... Let go of the burden, we have nothing to lose, and fight with them!"

I hope my teammates will not be frustrated by losing the ball...

Of course, frustration is bound to frustration. Yao Huasheng just hopes to shorten the time for everyone to be affected by the loss of the ball.

As he said.

The Chinese team has nothing to lose.

Even if the game loses in the end, it is normal, no one will scold them-this is a rare and loose treatment for Chinese football.

Then can they accept failure with peace of mind?

Of course not, this kind of tolerance can help the Chinese team put aside distractions and go all out to fight with the Brazilian team, even if it loses more **** because of it, it doesn't matter.

The important thing is to fight!

Maybe... Can you spell a new world?

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The Brazilian players quickly ended the celebration and they returned to their own half.

As he passed the middle circle, Kabangka took a look at Hulay. He was already standing in the middle circle with a football under his feet, waiting for the kick-off.

He noticed that Kabangka was looking at him and even nodded.

This makes Kabangka a little messy-I didn't say hello to you!

Sometimes Kabangka couldn't even understand what this person was thinking.

Now that you are behind, do you still greet me Xianxin?

Do you still want to talk to me for a few words?

Kabangka has heard a lot of rumors about Hulay, the most famous of which may be that he is keen to talk about this with his opponents on the court.

This kid has some language talents...

Kabangka and Hu Lai passed by, did not stop, and did not intend to chat with Hu Lai.

After the Brazilian players returned to their positions, the referee blew the kick-off whistle.

Hu Lai kicked the football back, then turned around and rushed into the Brazilian half with Chen Xingyi and Luo Kai.

This is the third time the Chinese team kicked off in this game, and it was also the second time that the team kicked off because of a loss.

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The Brazilian team scored the second goal in the 52nd minute of the game, and only seven minutes into the second half. It can be said that it was a goal at the beginning.

For the Chinese team, losing the ball is certainly not a good thing, but there is still a lot of time left for them, so it is not hopeless to fall behind.

He Feng's eyes widened in the commentary, and he paid close attention to the game on the court.

After watching for a few minutes, he exhaled and said in the commentary: "The loss of the ball did not hit the Chinese team players as much as we thought. The national football boys quickly returned to normal...Facing the aggressive Brazil team, no Was frightened, but continued to deal with the Brazilian team on the court!"

It is true.

After losing the ball, the fans of the Chinese team were worried that the national football players would fall into chaos, make some active mistakes, and then be beaten by the Brazilian team, which might concede another goal.

1:3 behind, and considering the huge power gap between the two teams, this game can be announced in advance...

As a result, the Chinese team did not panic. They knew what they should do.

It's still the same: put a fence in the backcourt, and then wait for an opportunity to fight back.

When dealing with the ball, he is very calm and concise, and there is no such thing as a bells and whistle.

Being able to play the ball with one kick will never control the hesitation of football.

So from the scene of the game, it seems that the Chinese team is not at a disadvantage...

"Come on for the Chinese team!"

"The Chinese team! Come on!"

Uniform shouts rang from the stands.

It was made by all Chinese fans, and their cheering and cheering even overwhelmed the carnival of Brazilian fans.

In their cheering and cheering, the Chinese team players were like crazy dogs in their own half, running tirelessly and blocking.

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When Dudu Carlos got the ball in the center circle, Kabangka was not far in front of him. But he couldn't pass the football over.

Because between him and Kabangka, only five meters away, there are three Chinese team players standing side by side, forming a wall.

Du Du was not sure to pass the football from the three Chinese team players to Kabangka.

So he intends to control the ball more.

At this time, Zhang Qinghuan, among the three Chinese team players, pressed out and rushed towards Du Du, trying to break his ball.

Du Du shifted the football to his left and moved laterally.

Just when he dialed the football over, someone suddenly rushed up from there!

"Rokai!"

Unprepared Du Du ran into the head.

When the two collided, Luo Kai stretched out his foot and stabbed the football at his feet!

"nice shot!"

Du Du lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Kabangka pointed to his teammate on the ground and signaled to the referee that the Chinese team player fouled.

But the referee didn't say anything, just ran up with the Chinese team players who were collectively pressing forward!

"No foul! Luo Kai broke the ball beautifully! The Chinese team counterattacked!"

Xia Xiaoyu in the previous "Wall of People" stepped forward and controlled the ball that was stabbed by Luo Kai.

Hu Lai, who had just returned to the center line, turned around and rushed forward resolutely when Luo Kai attacked Dudu.

Now he looked back and saw that the football had been taken by Xia Xiaoyu, and he accelerated his speed and ran straight from the middle to the penalty area!

At the same time, Luo Kai, who broke the ball, jumped up and bypassed Dudu who fell to the ground, and went straight into the frontcourt.

There was also Chen Xingyi, who quickly jumped diagonally to the side to open the Brazilian team's defense.

Zhang Qinghuan followed Chen Xingyi and moved towards the left rib.

The resolute advance of a few of them made the Brazilian defenders hesitate to cooperate.

Right defender Kivier went to guard against Chen Xingyi, while central defender Jose Amorim came up to stop Zhang Qinghuan.

Behind him and another central defender, Louis Payson, there was a gap of about ten meters...

And Hu Lai is inserting towards that gap!

Xia Xiaoyu originally took the ball diagonally to the left. After looking up and observing the situation, he immediately kicked up and sent the football to the middle!

The football sprinted forward against the turf and passed to Hu Lai who was in the air accurately!

"Hu Lai! Good shot! Chance!"

When Hulai received the ball, he had already ran to the area before the top of the penalty arc of the Brazilian team's penalty area.

After he has passed the football, he immediately uses the outer instep of his right foot to swipe the ball to the outside...

Just this time, he dodges the Brazil team defender Payson in the free throw arc!

The latter originally intended to tackle directly, but he did not expect Hu Lai to dial the ball in a timely manner-if he dials the ball later, he might be stopped by Payson...

So he shoveled away! People lost their balance and fell to the ground!

After getting out of Payson, Hu Lai has come to the penalty area line.

He did not continue to dribble in, and Amorim had already circled back from the other side and was running in front of him, trying to intercept him.

Brazil's left-back Rafael Fonseca also dropped Roquet to defend Hulay.

Hu Lai didn't seem to know anything about it. He just looked down at the football under his feet, and after a simple adjustment of his pace, he lifted his right leg!

Shoot!

The soccer ball flew at a very low altitude, skimming the turf in the penalty area of ​​the Brazil team at a low altitude, and rushing to the lower left corner of the goal!

Brazil goalkeeper Lemos fell to the ground and flopped!

He has stretched out his body and stretched his arms as far as possible... But he still can't do anything about Hu Lai's tricky shot!

As he vacated, he looked back and saw the football falling to the ground on the goal line, then leaped forward... and plunged into the net!

He closed his eyes in pain...

But in the stands, there was already a huge... deafening cheers!

"Hu Lai——!!!!!! Ah ah ah ah!!! Hu Lai!!!!!! Ah——! The ball is in—— la!!! Hu Lai!!!" He Feng clenched his hands into fists tightly , Trembling in front of his chest, as if he was accumulating energy, and then all the accumulated energy was used on this voice.

Beside him, Yan Kang stood up directly from his seat and yelled, "Drift--bright--!!! Hu Lai!!! Beautiful!!! The Chinese team! Again! The score was evened...beautiful!!! Mei Open!!! Twice!!!"

He yelled and punched once, as if he was fighting with the air.

At the same time, he heard those shouts from the commentary booth one after another.

British TV commentator Matthew Cox: "Du Du lost the ball! The Chinese team quickly counterattacked... Hu Lai was in the middle and passed to him... Good shot! Beautiful! Hu Lai! Smart dialing! He flashed Go in! Shot-dead corner! What a tricky shot!! Hahaha! This is what Hu Lai is good at! This is his way of scoring! Run to the open and shoot into the dead corner! Lemos has a match with him in the Premier League I've played against it, but still failed to block the ball! It's not Lemos to blame! This ball is basically a theoretical blind spot!"

French commentator: "BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!!! BUT!!! BUT!!! Hu Lai!!! The Chinese team broke through the Brazilian team's defense in one counterattack! Hu Lai's shot from the penalty zone line fully demonstrated his Shooting! This is the shooting ability of the Premier League Golden Boot!" (Note 1)

Al Jazeera TV commentator: "Ah-Hu Lai! Hu Lai! Hu Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai Lai! Hu-Lai!!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!! GOOOOOL! GOL! GOL! GOL! GOL!!! GOLGOLGOLGOLGOLGOLGOLGOL!!! Hu Lai once again equalized the score for the Chinese team! This is his fourth goal in this World Cup and his second brace for the second time!"

Spanish commentator: "... Audience friends, you may not know that in China, Hu Lai is the hero of all Chinese people! This kind of hero is beyond your imagination... The common hero of 1.4 billion people! What if? You don’t believe what I said, then please take a look at this ball and see how he performed on the field! Facing the powerful Brazil team, the Chinese team equalized the score after losing the ball twice in a row! Both of these goals Hu Lai scored! He deserves the respect of 1.4 billion people! He is a Chinese hero!"

Brazilian TV commentator: "Du Du took the ball in midfield... he lost the ball! He didn't notice his side... The Chinese team is now fighting back... Be careful! Be careful! Ah——!"

After screaming, everything stopped abruptly.

On the court, after seeing the goal, Hu Lai turned and opened his arms and ran towards the corner flag area.

His red jersey was blowing in the wind, and his face was grinning wildly.

Behind him... Followed by a group of excited Chinese team players ~lightnovelpub.net~ Hu Lai leaped to the corner flag area and performed his iconic celebration for the fourth time.

He had just landed, Zhang Qinghuan and Chen Xingyi followed one another in one after another imitating Hu Lai's signature celebration moves, taking off and landing at the same time.

Then they laughed and rushed forward and hugged Hu Lai.

More teammates rushed up, jumped up, and pounced on them.

The Pasadena Stadium in Los Angeles is full of cheers.

Kyushu, on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, shook wind and thunder, as if in harmony with it!

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Note 1: BUT is often used to mean "goal" in French commentary.

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