Madrid.

Li Zimo, who was gnawing on his nails, bounced out of the sofa, threw his fists and shouted "Yeah~~". Feeling unsatisfactory, he played a few more military and sports combinations and shouted a few times.

After being excited, he asked Vinicius, who applauded softly, "If you put this ball in Lao Tzu, you can still score it, do you believe it?"

Vinicius curled his lips: "I believe, I believe."

Li Zimo glared at him: "If you continue to look like this, I will beat you to believe it or not?"

'Shu~' Immediately serious, Vinicius nodded solemnly: "You will definitely be able to enter, you must."

Zimo angrily scolded: "Go away!"

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Barcelona.

After cheering for the goal, Liu Langdong looked at Mei Zixi's tears and said with emotion: "Xiaoxi is happy, this is called happy tears, right Scar."

Knife Scar Ribery was very unhappy: "I told you a long time ago that Ma Mai criticized me for Uncle Scar."

Lang Dong shook his head: "Impossible, I call the captain Brother Zhuo, so it's impossible to call you brother, uncle at most."

"Spicy Mom said you haven't got 18 yet, I'm 36, twice as much as your turtle." Scar's math is very good: "In a few years you will be 20, I will be 40, you will be 50, and I will be 100. When you Grandpa is enough, can't you call me uncle?"

Lang Dong: "…"

"Are you shouting?"

"impossible."

"roll!"

"Get out, get out, and I'll tell Big Brother Zhuo that you drove me away."

"Come back." Scar changed his face in seconds: "Let's go after dinner."

"Okay, Brother Scar."

Li Zimo and Liu Langdong, who cheered for the Chinese team to score another goal under the dangerous mirror to regain the score advantage, are sincere in their happiness, but their hearts are also real, which is outright jealousy of Mei Zixi and others.

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The moment he bounced the football into the goal, Mei Xiaoxi's tears fell.

Crying and roaring, he ran towards the captain who held his hands high outside the penalty area, but was cut off by Li Ju halfway through. He directly lifted Mei Xiaoxi and carried it on his shoulders.

There is no doubt that this is the most important goal of the Chinese team in this game. The teammates swarmed, and even the goalkeeper madman Lei ran around to celebrate.

Mei Xiaoxi burst into tears, and Zhuo Yang realized how much pressure this child had been under. He himself has always been heartless on the court, he has cried and laughed, he has lost and won, but he has never tasted the pressure and difficulty.

Cry, the pressure is released with tears, and this hurdle is over.

But what do you mean by Zeng Rourou wiping your eyes?

"Rourou, why are you making trouble and crying?"

"Captain, I... I just want to cry."

"Captain, you don't know." Pu Renmeng replied: "Rou Rou has to cry when she sees "Han Zhu Gege", and he will cry once in the replay, and he won't see other people cry."

Zhuo Yang scratched his head: they are still some living treasures.

"Okay, it's enough to cry together for a while. Xiaoxi, you should take it too. The game isn't over yet."

"promise!"

The Chinese team is comfortable, and the Iranians are naturally stupid.

The soap bubble between dream and reality burst too abruptly, and the Iranian F1 who fought chicken blood was completely unable to turn the hairpin.

Gu Chiqueros spread his hands on the sidelines, feeling overwhelmed for the first time in his coaching career. He is a coach who advocates defense. In his opinion, the back line of the ball just now did not make any mistakes, and in his football cognition, if there is no mistake, you should never lose the ball.

But now it happened, and Queiroz hesitated like a sardine in a freshwater well.

With five minutes left in the game, the Iranians will have to go nuts in the final five minutes if they are to live up to their 9-for-11 chance. Of course, there is no need for the Chinese team to accompany the Chinese team. Everyone is united, and it only takes five minutes.

If you really want to defend your heart, nine people will be enough, not to mention that Iran's ability to smash hard is the second-class level in Asia, and they are ranked fifth among the five major powers.

He didn't say it, but he really felt that the central defender would explode again, so Zhuo Yang directly took over the back-pit position, and even retreated to the defensive line as a cameo central defender.

In the 88th minute, Hai Safi, who had no good way to do it, once again chose to play the ball from the right and hit his luck in the middle. But when Taremi saw Zhuo Yang taking off, his interest in even fighting for it disappeared.

The two were about the same height and weight, but Zhuo Yang, who could occupy the position ahead of time, jumped up and his waist was on Talemi's head, and there was no comparison at all.

Moreover, Zhuo Yang never made a simple clearance. He shook his head in the air and threw the football to Park Renmeng on the left. This was the position he was optimistic about before taking off.

The Iranians rushed forward to counter-attack. At this time, the Chinese team's overall excellent passing and receiving skills were fully revealed. Under the group's rushing and grabbing by the opponent, everyone's actions to protect the ball and out of the ball were just right.

This is also one of the benefits brought by the re-leading score. Everyone's mentality is stable and relaxed.

Mei Xiaoxi, who had just wiped away her tears, received a pass from Zeng Rourou in the middle. After pulling the ball to dodge Omid, she did not care about Kanani, who was making small moves behind him, and pushed the ball back to Zhuo Yang, who kept his throat.

Then, he heard the captain shout: "Run—"

Without even hesitating for a minute, Mei Xiaoxi turned to overtake Kanani, who had just relaxed, and rushed towards the front court with his short legs.

In the second half, the population was too dense. In order to save trouble, Zhuo Yang gave Mei Xiaoxi a long-distance overhead ball directly in the air.

Speed ​​is not Mei Xiaoxi's forte, and he can only barely pass the part of running fast. While running, I looked up at the flight path of the soccer ball, and then braked slightly to unload the ball with my outer instep, and the soccer ball landed a step ahead of me.

But just like that, Kanani, who was chasing back, caught up, forcing Mei Xiaoxi to dodge with the ball after completely braking.

Just as he was trying to figure out if he was cooperating with each other, he heard the captain's roar again.

"Pass him-"

The youthful rippling in his bones burned in an instant, and Ling Bo Weibu, who stepped on the ball under Mei Xiaoxi's soles, immediately threw Kanani on the ground, and then his short legs turned into hot wheels again.

Iran is a team that plays counterattack and speed, and picking players has to put a rabbit as the standard. Back then, Madagascar could become the assist king of the Bundesliga by virtue of the speed of a full-back, but now almost all of the Iranian national team are new motors.

Fullback Rezayan came in to catch up and then cut off the shovel, but was comfortably avoided by Mei Xiaoxi's smearing of the ball, which did not slow down and slightly changed direction. Then came Praliganji, whose battle axe was also just a little off.

After three people in a row, Mei Xiaoxi was completely released. The skilled ball sense makes football always only one step in front of his feet. Boss Mei, who is watching the live broadcast, seems to see himself 14 years ago.

The legs are short, so it is a small pendulum. Mei Xiaoxi's action of swaying Beilanwande at the line of the penalty area is not one of Mei Daxi's, but one of Zhuo Yang's signature actions of "but the goalkeeper will not give up".

Mei Xiaoxi's lonely and fluttering figure in the backcourt in the distance, Zhuo Yang stood there with his hands on his hips watching him push the empty goal and raised his hands high.

Mei Zixi scored twice, the Chinese team 5:3, the overall situation has been decided.

This time, Mei Xiaoxi didn't cry, he was so happy like a lunatic.

Not to mention chicken blood, the Iranians are already cold. Ten minutes ago, they were eager to take advantage of their numbers to slowly train the Chinese team. At this time, they hoped that the game would end earlier than the Chinese team.

Because if they continue to play, they are afraid that they will not be able to return to the country. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

In the 90th and 3rd minutes, Rourou stole the ball in midfield. After Mei Xiaoxi skillfully flicked and maneuvered to control it, she sent a rib straight plug to the captain who was emptied.

In these ten minutes, Mei Xiaoxi was so dazzling that the Iranians subconsciously regarded him as the center of the containment, but fundamentally ignored Zhuo Yang, who had been guarding the backcourt.

With a clear and beautiful counterattack, Zhuo Yang personally drew an end to this difficult and strange game, and fixed the score at 6:3.

After the game, Zhuo Yang, who scored four goals alone, was named the best on the spot, while Mei Xiaoxi, who had two shots and one pass, completed the journey of redemption and shocked the football world.

The famous Portuguese coach Queiros could not accept the realistic contrast beyond his own football philosophy, and announced his resignation as the head coach of the Iranian national team after the game.

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