"The plot is very similar to the Ghana team..." Sky Sports' Reinkel also exclaimed.

"Once again, we did not fall again, even if the opponent became a more powerful Dutch team, but the Chinese Dong still used his strong personal ability and team spirit to equalize the score. He has become a legend at this World Cup."

"11 goals, what a terrible number of goals, and with two more, he can tie the French Fontaine’s goal record, no matter whether the game is successful or failed, there is still the next one to play , This is the biggest possibility!"

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God!

Can he not be scored?

Ned squinted, his face hard.

In a complicated mood, Dong Fangzhuo scored a goal. Of course, he was very depressed, but he would not have the slightest hatred.

He wanted to make it to the finals, definitely not Dong Fangzhuo.

He shook his head and calmed down.

It was known that this would be a fierce battle, Dong Fangzhuo is likely to score a goal, now depressed bird?

The two sides then kept enough tacit understanding, everyone took the initiative to attack, a few minutes of time quickly consumed.

The first half of the game ended.

Coincidentally, when the two walked off the field, they walked side by side.

"Ugh,"

Sneijder sighed.

"Why sigh, admit defeat?"

Dong Fangzhuo glanced at him.

"No, I really regret it now. I should have abandoned you at the club..." Sneijder shook his head.

"grass!"

Dong Fangzhuo certainly knew he was kidding, but he couldn't help but scold.

"See you in the second half."

"See you in the second half."

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In the locker room, the tactical arrangement of the head coaches of the two parties was surprisingly consistent.

"Hold on."

"Must be restrained."

"You can't go wrong first..."

They all have no experience in the World Cup semi-finals, they are all junior brothers. Not to mention the players, the head coach is like this.

Everyone doesn't want to lose, but all they can think of is conservative, not to lose the ball.

This is human nature.

In which World Cup, which head coach dare to yell, I want to attack, attack, attack!

The team that shouted such a slogan turned home.

Isn’t the most powerful Dutch team in Cruyff’s time, not yet the runner-up...

Klauchen also deliberately explained Feng Renliang and Mao Jianqing, giving them more important defensive responsibilities.

"Unless you have a good offense, don't be blind."

"No matter when you drop the ball, you must return to defense as soon as possible."

"No one has any right not to defend."

"including you,"

"Dong."

Klauchen glanced at Dong Fangzhuo.

"But the burden of your offense is also on you."

Well, in fact, whether it is offensive or defensive, Dong Fangzhuo has to work hard.

This is nonsense.

Does the Chinese team count on you?

"The Dutch are much more sophisticated and cunning than us, and we must be able to withstand loneliness."

"Which one should we make a mistake with?"

"..."

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"Director Zhang, what do you think will change in the second half?"

"Hey, I don't think there will be any changes. The two sides are basically standing still, waiting for the other party to attack, and waiting for the other party to make mistakes."

"Whoever makes the mistake first will pay the price. But I think the Netherlands may be better than us in this respect. After all, they have played more matches. From the first game of the group stage to the present, they have always been this tone. Playing football is really grinning."

"Do you think the game will go into overtime?"

"I think...it's unlikely."

"There will always be bursts..."

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The fifteen-minute intermission time passed quickly, the players of both sides played again, and many substitute players began to warm up on the sidelines.

"Well, the Dutch team seems to have a new move. Van der Vaart actually appeared. Who is going to end this?" Huang Jianxiang's eyes began to sweep over everyone.

"It's Dezeu ending."

"Could it be that Feng Renliang's shot in the first half still injured him? Concussion?"

"possible……"

"Actually, his performance is good, but after the injury, it seems that some performances are not right. Perhaps he is worried about this. The Dutch coach replaced him with van der Vaart. If van der Vaart hit the midfield, this is for the Chinese team. It should be good, indicating that the Dutch defense is weak. However, on the offensive, Van der Vaart's support for the Dutch team is increased. He was originally an attacking midfielder."

Easy side fight again, van der Vaart really replaced the injured Dezeu.

The two sides came up and played very conservatively...

The opportunity is a bit dull and the rhythm is not fast.

Although Dong Fangzhuo appeared in the center position, but he is not just a center role, he also has to take care of a lot.

Instead, his club teammate Sneijder is smart and has a large position. The Dutch team will have him in almost every attack.

He was a life-threatening Shiro, and that was true at the club. Now the Dutch team has supported most of his offense. Robben appears to be quite quiet on the wing. He doesn’t like running all over the field. , But Robben had few chances in the first half...

Sneijder continued to pierce the needle in the midfield, and the Dutch team kept passing the ball back, which seemed to induce the Chinese team.

Chinese players are coming up, but they are not rushing.

The Dutch team has surprisingly missed the ball for more than a minute in a row, the rhythm is not fast, and the accuracy of the pass is naturally high.

Sneijder and Van der Vaart joined together one after the other, and each time they got the ball very well. Every time they took the ball through the midfield, to see if there was no good chance, they immediately passed the ball back, just not up!

Repeatedly, even Dutch fans and Chinese fans in the stands are not impatient.

After pushing for a while, the Chinese team gradually receded? You won't come up to play, and we won't play with you anymore.

The Chinese team took the initiative to withdraw from the front court.

Finally, it was the Dutch team's turn to mention slowly.

"Is the Netherlands playing like Spain and Barcelona? Leading the snake out of the hole? But they don't have so many ways?"

"Spain can play offensive opportunities in all directions, the Netherlands can't."

"Look, Robben came back to get the ball."

"Robben is thinking, buddy, do you still want to win? Offensive, give me the ball..."

Robben did get the ball, and then he rushed with the ball, holding it for so long, he couldn't stand it himself!

Poo, poo, two consecutive feet lifted, Mao Jianqing and Huang Bowen were both pulled. However, Robben's last leg was bigger. Robben underestimated Zhu Ting's degree. Zhu Ting caught up and swept the ball to Zhao Xuri.

The Chinese team finally won the ball.

Then the ball reached Dong Fangzhuo's feet. Dong Fangzhuo and Hao Junmin hit the wall twice in a row, and Van der Vaart on the left could only stare.

Feng Renliang suddenly cut into the middle and Dong Fangzhuo stuffed the ball up.

This opportunity is great!

Both Huang Bowen and Mao Jianqing followed up at the same time.

Feng Renliang didn't dare to continue to take down the ball after he got the ball. After all, Bronckhorst had arrived and he didn't want the ball to be lost, so he knocked the ball to Hao Junmin, but Hao Junmin didn't stick to the rules and directly passed the pass. Over the top!

The ball directly looked for Mao Jianqing after the point.

what?

Fan Bomeier rushed to Dong Fangzhuo, thinking that Hao Junmin would pass the ball to Dong Fangzhuo, who knew that it was Mao Jianqing?

However, the Dutch central defender Heitinga's attention was quite focused, quickly moved to the right, and then stretched his neck.

The ball didn't pass!

But it's not over yet.

Van Bommel opened this less than two seconds, and Dong Fangzhuo rushed up from his front.

"bad!"

The left foot is up again!

Boom--

Very beautiful kick volley!

The ball slid to the far corner of the goal with a deep arc.

"Yes!"

"Damn!"

Van Bronckhorst actually made a header on the goal line!

"This ball..."

"Did Van Bronckhorst judge Dong Fangzhuo's shooting direction in advance?"

The ball bounced out again and the Chinese team missed the chance to score a goal.

Van der Vaart got the ball.

The left foot of this cargo directly kicks!

A long diagonal pass!

Go straight to Robben's direction.

Robben swooped forward, and his bare head went straight!

Very surprised.

Neither Zhu Ting nor Huang Bowen thought Robben would pass them directly with a header.

too suddenly.

How could the explosive power of the two of them compare with Robben.

What's he!

Zhu Ting firmly put the shovel!

Beep,

The whistle sounded.

Actually did not get a yellow card, although the Netherlands gave the Netherlands a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.

Even Krautchen applauded gently on the sidelines and recognized Zhu Ting's tactical foul.

"Zhu Ting has made achievements."

"This foul is worth it..."

All Chinese players returned to the goal and regarded the Dutch players as stable. Dong Fangzhuo even ran to Fan Peixi to help Li Weifeng mark them.

Sneijder made a free kick on the right side to the penalty area. The ball fell quite fast, just kicked forward. Matheson nodded the ball in front and tried to move it to the back point, but he failed to control the power. The ball flew over Dewey's head and flew out of the baseline.

Beep,

The referee awarded a corner kick.

"Is this ball a corner kick? Didn't touch Dewey."

"This is a misjudgment."

Dewey wanted to complain, but was caught by Li Weifeng.

"Leave it alone, useless, look at people!"

"Everyone keeps a close eye on them, and they must follow people, don't miss anyone!" Li Weifeng's voice was almost roaring, the defensive pressure in the backcourt has always been great, and the roar is also a kind of relief pressure.

Sneijder takes the corner!

There was another mess in the big penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, and everyone was piled together.

However, the arc of the ball's rotation was too large, and it immediately turned towards the goal.

Zeng Cheng resolutely jumped up.

Flying with one punch!

"Good shot! Zhang Linpeng got the ball."

"He calmly knocked the ball on Hao Junmin, and Hao Junmin picked it for Feng Renliang."

"The Netherlands will fight back!"

"Feng Renliang's degree is very fast, Van der Vaart has been chasing him, but has not yet caught up, Dong Fangzhuo and Mao Jianqing have been plugged in at the same time!"

"So fast!"

"Cross!"

Feng Renliang drew a curve shot from the right foot, and the ball quickly landed in the big penalty area of ​​the Netherlands team. Dong Fangzhuo rushed to Heiting and headed for the jump. As a result, the ball still did not fly over. Now...

"The game has passed 6o minutes and the score of both sides is still 1:1."

"Neither party made substitution adjustments."

"The Dutch attack came, Sneijder passed the ball to Robben, Robben added it again! Huang Bowen didn't stop, Zhu Ting! It was a pass!"

call,

The ball crossed the penalty area. Kuyt pressed Zhang Linpeng's header at a far point to ferry back. Van Persie suddenly inserted back and ran back. The left foot directly volleyed vigorously. The ball was not suppressed and flew!

"Both rhythms seem to be fast."

"Be careful, be careful!"

In turn, the Chinese team also played a fast break, or Feng Renliang's side, poof, he also took the ball directly, it is estimated that Robben was stimulated!

Um, resolutely buckle the middle road, the trip is still very large.

Seeing that Van der Vaart would be forcibly eaten by him...

But Van der Vaart is also very experienced. Before Bronckhorst came up, he was fouled tactically.

Beep,

The Chinese team won a set ball opportunity 3 meters away.

"Have a good grasp of this ball!"

"There is a play!"

The Chinese fans in the stands are all bright, and Dong Fangzhuo's chance to score again.

Positioning the ball in the frontcourt, 3 meters away, Dong Fangzhuo is capable of scoring the ball into the goal.

The Dutch team did not dare to neglect and immediately lined up a thick wall of people in the middle without leaving any gaps.

call,

call,

Dong Fangzhuo cherishes this opportunity very much. He stood in front of the ball and took a deep breath in advance, and observed it for a while.

I have to say that the people's walls are well arranged!

"Will he pass the ball, or choose to shoot directly?"

In view of Dong Fangzhuo's free kick tricks, no one knows how he will play.

Beep,

The whistle sounded.

Dong Fangzhuo approached and ran.

No pass, but a direct shot.

A beautiful forehead chopped down leaves, directly bypassing the wall, and then split towards the near corner!

drink!

Chinese fans are about to shout their arms.

but,

Stellenbog actually fell to save the ball!

Brave him~lightnovelpub.net~Don't let Dong Fangzhuo's ball fly into the goal, Van Bronckhorst long transmission attack, the ball went straight to the Chinese team's backcourt. The ball was then scored to Sneijder. Sneijder directly slid the left and Van der Vaart quickly ran to the right side of Zhang Linpeng and shot a diagonal shot on the left side of the penalty area!

boom,

Zeng Cheng also threw the ball out!

But Robben! Robben rushed up.

"Robben!"

boom,

Another shot!

Robben's shot is estimated to kill a cow. He used almost all of his strength.

call,

Actually hit Zhu Ting and got a refraction.

Corner kick.

Offensive corner from the Netherlands.

"I am grass, it's terrible."

"It's so exciting, I can't stand it anymore."

Sneijder immediately ran to the corner flag, the referee's whistle sounded, he immediately gave the ball to Robben, then he rushed back to the middle of the road, Robben crossed the left foot!

Snapped,

Dong Fangzhuo pushed the ball out.

But Van der Vaart stopped the chest and immediately knocked the ball across to Sneijder.

As soon as Sneijder looked up, he firmly shot a low shot with a right foot on the edge of the penalty area. Van Persie, who was in the previous point, was in an offside position. Although he did not touch the ball, Van Persie stood on the goal line and interfered with Zeng Cheng's judgment Ned's low shot went directly into the far corner of the gate!

Zeng Cheng basically did not respond.

"Don't Van Persie offside this ball?"

"Even if he didn't offside, he blocked Zeng Cheng's sight!"

Beep,

The referee's penalty goal is valid.

"This ball!"

"Absolutely unfair!"

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