In Yang Chen's deep and leisurely narration, the last match of the second round of the Brazil World Cup gradually came to the 25th minute of the first half, and the score between the two sides was still 0:0. However, in terms of ball possession and on the scene, the Chinese team has an overall advantage, especially in the half-court defense of the Chinese team. The midfield interception net composed of Wang Ai and Chen Tao is matched with Zhao Xuri and Zhou Haibin. The assistance of the fullbacks made Algeria's offense very difficult. Whether it was in the middle or on the side, they were caught in the quagmire almost half-time. More than 20 minutes passed, and there was not even a single shot. On the contrary, the Chinese team has not invested much, but has already scored four shots. If it wasn't for the poor ability to seize opportunities, or Algeria was lucky, at least one goal should have been scored.

In the eyes of old fans, this is the time period when the Chinese team scored the second goal. Similarly, statistics from European bookmakers also show that the Chinese team's goals entered a higher frequency stage after 25 minutes in the first half. The host Liu Jian Hong and guest commentator Yang Chen also noticed a subtle change in the situation on the court: Wang Ai crossed the half court for the first time.

This is the arrangement of the coaching staff of the Chinese team before the game: If the Chinese team cannot score and lead in the first 25 minutes, the midfield of the Chinese team led by Wang Ai can press forward appropriately. The team as a whole switched from defense to offense.

According to the pre-match arrangement, combined with the fact that Algeria's offense has been successfully contained, Wang Ai led the Chinese team forward.

In the 27th minute of the first half, after Wang Ai crossed the half for the second time, Guo Liang, who was inserted in the back row, crossed Zhou Haibin and quickly dropped the bottom, and got a precise long pass from Wang Ai at the front of the middle circle. A light dunk of the future ball near the corner flag passed the opponent's full-back, then pushed the ball into the penalty area, and then sent the ball to the goal with a half-height cross.

The strong Gao Lin attracted a lot of attention at the back point, but Qu Bo, who was originally on the periphery at the front point, was leaked out. He was ready to start when Guo Liang went down, and when Guo Liang advanced into the penalty area He moved in front of the goal, then jumped up against Guo Liang's half-high ball, and pushed forward with the arch of his left foot, centering on the side of the football.

The football was also pushed into the goal line from midair by Qu Bo's imaginative shot.

The veteran of the four dynasties of the Chinese national team, who was second only to Wang Aixiao in the 2002 World Cup, finally proved with his actions why he got Milu, Harry Hahn and Gao Hongbo as three coaches with little data. of trust.

Qu Bo was very excited after scoring a goal, and his teammates rushed to congratulate him. Even Wang Ai, who was probably under pressure to congratulate others because he scored too many goals, took the initiative to run over. God knows if Qu Bo, who still has hyperthyroidism and has suffered a lot of old injuries, will be able to fight for the country again in four years at the age of 35. If the veterans walk away, there will be one less. If Wu Lei and his group of children are really good, there is no need to worry about it. old future.

As for the ball just now, the timing of starting, the speed of running, the strength of take-off, and the angle of contact with the ball almost made people sigh, but only if they went in, they could win a lot of prizes.

The eternal contradiction between players and fans is: fans do not know how hard the players are and how powerful the players are, and they can only win.

Wang Ai put his arms around the still thin Qu Bo's shoulder, and only separated after returning to halftime, showing their friendship without caring.

After kicking off again, Algeria attacked quickly, and the Algerian fans in the stands cheered loudly. It seemed like a wave of attacks, but when the football was transported to the front of the penalty area, although it barely passed the super giant of the Chinese team, it was entangled by the super giant. While stumbling, he was snatched by Zhang Linfan and quickly transported to the foot of Guo Liang on the sidewalk.

This time Guo Liang didn't dribble the ball forward. He observed that Algeria's back was empty and sent his big foot to another wing in the frontcourt. Zhao Xuri raced with the opponent's full-back, but because of his slow speed and the opponent's closer distance Sadly didn't get it.

But just as the Algerian fans breathed a sigh of relief, the regretful sighs of the Chinese team fans just came out. Zhao Xuri, who was following behind the opponent's full-back, suddenly accelerated and made a second attack with a huge turnover rate. Surprised, he subconsciously twisted the ball to protect the ball, but the elder, who had not thought about Zhao Xuri's leg extension, even tapped the ball first.

The football was out of the control of the Algerian defender, and the two fought side by side. In the end, Zhao Xuri resisted Lao Hei with his donkey-like physical fitness, and even bounced him aside.

No one expected this sudden change, so that Chen Tao, Gao Lin, and Qu Bo, who had been advancing from the middle road, had all stopped at this time. Zhao Xuri's grab made Gao Lin not come up in one breath, and Chen Tao hesitated for a while. Is it better to go forward to deal with it, or to stay in place and prepare for defense, because Zhao Xuri in front is a one-vs-5!

The steal just now was barely a normal performance, but to let Zhao Xuri pass five hurdles and cut six generals, dribble through so many people and then hit the ball in, it is really a requirement.

Just between the suffocating Gao Lin and the hesitant Chen Tao, a light wind blew past, making Zhao Xuri, who was about to get caught in a siege, overjoyed. He suppressed the opponent who came up behind him and made a diagonal pass. Qu Bo, who followed up, knew that he was not a player who could penetrate easily against three defenders, so he held his breath in the face of the incoming ball, and simply used the momentum to hit the goal directly.

Zhao Xuri's stealing was too strong, Qu Bo's speed was too fast, so that Algeria's defense system had not fully diverted attention, Qu Bo's long-range shot from outside the penalty area almost used enough strength and even a little too much, causing the ball to go a little too far. , obviously hit the middle of the middle, but he took a little side spin and landed close to the goal post.

The goalkeeper was caught off guard, watching the football rush into the door, watching the opponent's thin old striker jump in place and celebrate excitedly.

Amid the waves of cheers, Wang Aileng, who was in the middle of the circle, looked at Zhou Haibin next to him and spread his hands in disbelief: "Is the old guy crazy today?"

"Want a hat-trick?" Among the celebrating players, Wang Ai put his arms around Qu Bo and shook his shoulders.

Qu Bo smiled humbly and shook his head again and again: "Two is good, I haven't scored two goals in a game for the national team."

"Want a hat trick?" Wang Ai copied and pasted.

Qu Bo laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. He wanted to leave but couldn't break free from Wang Ai's arm, so he could only shake his head again.

"Want it or not!" Wang Ai held Qu Bo's small head between his hands.

Qu Bo was really helpless: "Okay, okay."

Only then did Wang Ai let go of him, and while walking forward with his arms around his shoulders, he lowered his head and said a few words in his ear.