BEEP——

　　 "Worthy, Mom, are you going to die if you blow ten seconds earlier?"

　　 "Excessively, obviously after the stoppage time, the result hasn't blown the whistle yet. I feel the referee is targeting the Chinese team.

　　 "This time the Chinese team is really going to finish."

　　 Feng Xiaoting was sent off, Zheng Zhi was not present, one less player, and one goal behind. How else to play in this game?

　　 Even if Dong Fangzhuo is on the court, the confidence of Chinese fans is also rapidly dropping.

　　 The Chinese team seems to be really over...

　　 The mentality of the fans is the most unstable. They can't see hope now. The real situation makes them start to be cranky and then become anxious.

　　 "Something like that, garbage punishment."

　　 "Garbage referee!"

　　 "Garbage FIFA!"

　　 "Trash Blatter!"

　　 They vent their anger on the referee, FIFA and Blatter. If Blatter stands in front of them, they will definitely kill Blatter.

　　They don't understand, how can the current situation of the Chinese team suddenly become so bad?

　　 This seems to be a conspiracy.

　　 Dong Fangzhuo's eyes are still very firm, he swept all teammates, but found that the morale of the teammates is really too low.

　　 Fortunately, at this juncture, the half game is over, and if there is time to continue to play like this, maybe the Chinese team is really finished!

　　 "Grass, the wizards, why are we going to beat them!"

　　 buzzing, the wizards stopped to drink a few sips of mineral water, and then began to practice...

　　 "It must be them..."

　　※※※※

In the locker room, Krautchen frowned, this was one of the most difficult situations he had ever encountered.

　　 From the end of 04 to now, more than six years.

never.

　　 left a lot of time for the Chinese team, but the situation is too bad.

　　 Calm down, I need to calm down.

　　 But now, only to continue to defend well, let Dong Fangzhuo create opportunities.

From beginning to end, his trust in Dong Fangzhuo has not been shaken.

　　 "Pass the ball to Dong."

　　 "Anytime."

　　 "In any case!"

　　 He also died as a living horse doctor...

　　 This is the most effective and easiest way, isn't it?

　　In this case, there will be no second set of complex!

　　 is around Dong Fangzhuo.

　　 "Dong,"

　　 "Kick in your own way!"

　　 "As you think..."

　　 "You can appear anywhere..."

　　 This time, Krautchen can only do so.

　　Holding is the first step, and attack, you can only rely on Dong Fangzhuo!

　　※※※※

　　Sky Sports TV, Reinkel is also analyzing the future of the Chinese team.

　　 "Just one goal behind, no big deal."

　　 "As long as Dong scores another Maradona-style goal, it's like the last game against Argentina."

　　 "The competition is not over yet, and the Chinese Dong will definitely have surprises for everyone to see."

　　 "......"

　　If there is another person who is full of confidence in Dong Fangzhuo, this person must be Reinkel. He watched Dong Fangzhuo play for more than six years.

　　 "Hey, he has come out, Dong ran out of the court ahead of time, he must be full of fighting spirit now, he is eager to score!"

boom!

boom!

boom!

　　 Dong Fangzhuo shot three feet in a row.

　　 Throughout the first half, he shot a goal, which is not enough!

　　 "That guy, do you still want to score?"

　　 "Wash and sleep, the Chinese team is done, hurry up with Messi!"

　　 "Ghana can still score in the second half!"

　　 Ghanaian fans laughed.

"Even the spinach company quickly adjusted the market and became a tie. Hey, it's not right, why is it still a tie? It's too exaggerated? How can Ghana make a hemisphere or a goal. Do you believe the Chinese team so much?"

　　 "Can this guy lead the Chinese team to equalize? It's such a big joke."

　　 Soon after, the Ghanaian players also re-entered the game, the players' faces were quite relaxed, and their happiness was written on their faces.

　　 It seems that they are full of confidence in the game, but they almost did not dance on the court.

　　 "Clauchen has only one substitution in his hand. It is estimated that he is less than a last resort. He will not use it..."

　　Efforts were made on the side, and the Chinese team took the lead to kick off.

　　The Ghanaians directly forced them up, and did not retreat at all. If they want to continue to maintain one's advantage, they must continue to put pressure on the Chinese team and not let the Chinese team gasp.

　　 "Huang Bowen,"

　　 Dong Fangzhuo kept running in the midfield and backcourt, keeping the team running like a needle, and was not knocked down by Ghana for the time being.

　　 But the ball still has to be sent forward in the end, the Chinese team still has to attack. But the strength of the Chinese team is too small, it is really not easy to create opportunities.

　　 But as Krautchen said, the ball should be controlled under Dong Fangzhuo's feet as much as possible.

　　 "Hey, I see what you do."

　　In a hotel in the Greek Aegean Resort, Messi was drinking cola and eating burgers, and he was gloating.

　　 At this time, he is like an African fan.

　　 happy,

　　 very happy!

　　 He likes to see the Chinese team falling behind, Dong Fangzhuo's sad face.

　　 As long as the Chinese team loses!

　　Now, it's time...

　　 Dong Fangzhuo took two steps forward, but the speed was not very fast, Asamoah chased from behind.

　　 There is still Boateng in front, but Dong Fangzhuo didn't make a pass to pass the ball, but still hurried forward without a hurry.

　　Asamoah took the opportunity to overtake from behind, trying to steal the ball from Dong Fangzhuo's feet.

　　唰,

　　 is almost a bit!

　　 But Dong Fangzhuo pulled the ball back like a magic.

　　 Suddenly speed up!

　　 woo,

　　Reporter Asamoah's body blocked Boateng.

　　 Dong Fangzhuo quickly rushed the ball from the left and rushed past. In one breath, he passed two. It looks so breezy, quite relaxed.

　　 "Brothers, come on!"

　　 He felt that his teammates were still too slow to follow up and were afraid of losing the ball, so he didn't invest enough offensively.

　　 Gao Lin is in front, but there are two people watching. Although Feng Renliang runs diligently, the opponent's left back still follows, and the speed is not slower than Feng Renliang. The Africans can run and run! It’s not as lazy as the Argentine, and likes to walk whenever he can...

　　 There was no way, Dong Fangzhuo continued to run the ball for five meters. Incomb on the left hand side came, Dong Fangzhuo immediately drove the ball to the right, so Incomb threw himself away.

　　 is still walking in the court, and the leaves are not touching him.

　　 "Stop him!"

　　 "Quickly stop him!"

Snapped,

　　During the ball to the right, Dong Fangzhuo suddenly thrust a straight pass to the left!

too suddenly!

　　Ghana players did not expect it.

　　 spread the direction of Gao Lin.

　　 Gao Lin's turning speed was not fast, but he still seized the opportunity. He also has no other gorgeous moves to deceive his opponent, is to directly lead the ball forward.

　　 One of the simplest and real actions.

　　 Ghanaian defender Panthill was a little stunned, but he rushed back quickly, then slammed into Gao Lin’s body, and Gao Lin’s left foot pulled suddenly, and suddenly turned to the right!

Yo!

　　 Accident. Gao Lin can play like this...

　　 escaped the impact of Panthill, Gao Lin immediately adjusted the pace of the shot.

　　 This is an instant opportunity, he must shoot immediately!

　　 However, Ghana captain Mensa wouldn't let him kick up so easily, Mensa immediately made up, and the whole person was stuck in front of him, Gao Lin removed his right foot and dialed to the right, trying to shake the shot angle. But someone behind!

　　Annam extended his left foot in one fell swoop.

Snapped!

　　 Gao Lin threw a dog to eat shit.

　　 beep,

　　 The referee's whistle sounded.

　　 "Foul!"

　　 "Ghanaians fouled about 25 meters in front of the big penalty area."

　　 "Chance, the Chinese team should make good use of this positioning ball opportunity, Dong Fangzhuo may be able to score the ball!"

　　 Dong Fangzhuo quickly ran to the foul spot.

Yes,

　　 This is indeed a rare opportunity...

　　 He touched the sweat on his forehead and stood motionless, silently watching Ghanaian players panicking up the wall.

　　 This opportunity must be seized!

　　 His eyes wandered on the faces of each Ghanaian player, constantly observing.

　　 Soon, under the command of the Ghanaian goalkeeper, the people's wall lined up.

　　 He also saw his teammates enter the Ghana team's big penalty area.

　　 Shot?

still is……

　　He swept to Zhu Ting.

　　 Zhu Ting......

　　 His eyes flashed strangely.

Maybe……

　　Dong Fangzhuo slowly pulled back the running distance, the line of sight was in front of the goal, just swept the position of his teammates with the rest of his eyes.

　　Feng Renliang stood on the far right side of the wall, the Ghana team had to come and stand by his side, and Zhu Ting also passed.

　　 There is no way, Ghana cannot send people over endlessly, after all, the number is limited.

　　 At the wall on the left, Huang Bowen also got up, and there were teammates on both sides.

　　 beep,

　　The whistle of the referee finally sounded.

　　 The fans at the scene held their breath, only the buzz in the wizard's mouth was louder! At this time, they need to do something to make Dong Fangzhuo lose some sight...

　　 Unfortunately, Dong Fangzhuo never thought about this.

　　He started running up and lowered his body.

　　 "Tomahawk?"

　　 "Falling leaves?"

　　 At that moment, everyone was guessing what ball he would kick.

　　Just,

　　 rustle,

　　 floor ball!

　　 The ball went straight to Zhu Ting to the right of the goal.

　　 Zhu Ting immediately broke away from the wall and pulled two positions to the right~lightnovelpub.net~ The ball rolled from his left!

　　 "Zhu Ting!"

　　 Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhu Ting.

　　 Zhu Ting turned to the right, then immediately took a step forward to follow up!

　　Left foot on turf, right foot quickly catches volley!

　　 Everything is so sudden.

　　Ghana players never thought of being in such a good position. Dong Fangzhuo did not shoot directly, but played a tactical cooperation with Zhu Ting?

　　 It's time for a dog!

　　Fak!

　　 Zhu Ting is a striker! He almost drew the ball in the right foot of the small penalty area!

　　 This distance, this shooting power!

boom--

　　 He almost shot at the back post!

　　 The goalkeeper barely responded!

　　 "Goal scored!"

　　 "Goal scored!"

　　 "Goal scored!"

　　 "This ball, this ball! A perfect fit!"

　　 "This is a copy of the goal scored by Argentina Zanetti in 1998!"

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