Extraordinary coach

Sun Yi was stunned at first, his eyes full of worry.

Neymar's movements when he fell, especially the movement of rolling in circles with his legs hugged, were so familiar. In this World Cup, Neymar's rolling in circles that lasted for a century became popular all over the world.

Sun Yi subconsciously thought that Neymar was faking a fall. He couldn't help but worry that he would get a card.

As a result, he almost ignored the whistle of the referee behind him.

When he confirmed that the referee really blew the whistle and pointed to the penalty spot, Sun Yi jumped up wildly.

"Wow!"

"Penalty! It's a penalty!"

"Great!!"

Sun Yi was so happy. The penalty at this time was really a life-saving straw!

As long as this ball was scored, the Brazilian team would have hope again.

What made Sun Yi even happier was that the referee raised a red card high next.

Pavard, Sun Yi's proud disciple in the Southampton team, who made Neymar panic in this game, was sent off.

"Oh my god! There's a red card. It's a red dot package! Great!"

Sun Yi's face flushed with excitement. At this moment, he didn't care that the one who was sent off was Pavard, whom he admired very much.

Pavard looked at the red card in a daze, and his whole face was full of disbelief. He didn't expect that he had done so smoothly and successfully before, but this time he actually got a red dot package for himself.

"It's okay, Pavard. There's not much time left in the game."

"Not to mention that this penalty kick is likely to not score. Even if it scores, we still have a one-goal lead."

Varana came to comfort Pavard and sent him off the field.

"Haha. This penalty kick is hope!"

"As long as it's scored, we will only be one goal behind. In that case, there will be hope for the game."

"Come on, Neymar, you must score!"

Neymar decided to take the penalty kick himself. He is the absolute star of the Brazilian team. No one dares to compete with him for the penalty kick he created.

"Whether there is a chance to come back from the dead depends on Neymar's penalty kick. Come on! God bless Neymar to score."

Although the probability of scoring a goal is very high for a penalty kick, it is not foolproof. And this penalty kick is too crucial for the Brazilian team. Sun Yi couldn't help but pray to God again.

And today's God seemed to be particularly effective, and Sun Yi's prayer came true.

Neymar's penalty kick went in steadily.

"Wow!!! Beautiful!!!"

"Two to three. We are only one away from tying the score."

"Now there is really hope!"

All the people who support the Brazilian team cheered excitedly.

Sun Yi was also very excited. However, he only celebrated a little, and immediately shouted to the players on the field: "Go get the ball, we need to hurry, hurry up!"

Hearing this, Neymar just made a little celebration, and then ran to fish the ball out.

In the VIP stands, Pele was as happy as a child. His excitement was no less than that of ordinary fans.

"Haha. We got another goal back. Now we are only one goal behind. I suddenly feel hopeful again."

"And looking at this momentum, we can definitely do it~" Pele said halfway and immediately covered his mouth with his hand. And he covered it tightly.

He didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. He understood that his crow's mouth was in the opposite direction.

In order to leave some hope for the Brazilian team, he decided to control his mouth no matter what.

"Quick, change players immediately. We need to increase our defensive strength."

As soon as the penalty kick was scored, the French team's head coach Deschamps hurriedly asked for a substitution.

This red dot package still has a great impact on the French team. Fortunately, at this time, it was almost the end of the game. Otherwise, Neymar's goal would definitely collapse the morale of the French team.

"Hold on. The initiative is still in our hands."

"There are only more than ten minutes left in the game. As long as we hold on, the victory is still ours!"

"Come on, France! Hold on!"

With the cheers of the French fans, the French team kicked off quickly.

After the kick-off, they did not intend to launch an attack on the Brazilian team.

On the contrary, not only did the formation retreat immediately, but also began to pass the ball from the backcourt, which was obviously to waste time.

"Go and grab. Quick, grab with all your strength!"

Sun Yi immediately asked the Brazilian team to press loudly.

Knowing that time was running out, the Brazilian team naturally pressed hard immediately. However, the effect of the Brazilian team's pressing was not so ideal.

There was no way, it was not that they didn't work hard, but after all, the game had been played for almost 80 minutes, and the players' physical strength had dropped significantly.

In addition, the French team deliberately consumed time, so after pressing for a long time, the Brazilian team finally got the ball.

"Attack!"

"Kick the ball in!"

The Brazilian fans immediately became crazy.

The Brazilian team immediately launched a fierce offensive.

However, their offensive was still strongly blocked.

Although the French team is now one less player on the field, after they replaced the defensive players, they still did a very solid job in defense.

And at this time, they were completely desperate. Even the attack was given up, just ready to defend the goal.

The French team's morale was not greatly shaken by Pavard's dismissal.

"Hold on!"

"Hold on at all costs!"

"There are still ten minutes left. We can win the game."

Under Deschamps' constant encouragement, the French team still believed that they would win.

After Deschamps simply used the last substitution, the French team increased its defensive strength to the extreme.

In this situation, although the Brazilian team attacked fiercely, they returned in vain.

Once their attack failed, it would take a lot of time to grab the ball again.

"Press up. All press up!"

At this time, defense was not important at all. At Sun Yi's request, the Brazilian team not only surpassed the half court as a whole, but also dragged the last defender to press through the center circle.

The Brazilian team's offensive began to reach an unprecedented climax.

As time passed, the Brazilian team attacked more and more crazily.

"Bang!"

"Bang!!"

... The Brazilian team tried everything to bombard the French team's goal.

Unfortunately, the French team's defense was really too tenacious.

The more fiercely the Brazilian team attacked, the more desperately the French team defended. Even in order to block the Brazilian team's shot, there were many cases where players blocked the gun.

With the French team defending so hard, the Brazilian team's attack was blocked again and again.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... time kept passing, and it was getting closer and closer to ninety minutes.

"Come on! France, there's not much time left for Brazil."

"Just a few more minutes, and we'll win."

At this time, French fans were also cheering for the French team crazily.

And just as they said, there was really not much time left for Brazil. Moreover, at this time, many players couldn't fight anymore. Many people even had cramps.

As the game progressed, it soon entered the overtime stage. But the overtime was only four minutes.

This was too short for the Brazilian team.

"Attack! Don't give up!"

"The game is not over yet, keep attacking!"

Sun Yi shouted desperately on the sidelines, and Brazilian fans in the stands were also shouting, and veterans such as Kaka and Adriano on the field were also desperately encouraging their teammates.

The Brazilian team really tried their best. But the French team also tried their best. After the cramps were relieved, the people who had cramps still gritted their teeth and joined the fight.

This kind of game situation was too cruel and too intense. Everyone couldn't help holding their breath.

Sun Yi and Brazilian fans were praying hard that the Brazilian team could create a miracle and score another goal.

However, one minute of stoppage time passed and the Brazilian team did not score.

Two minutes passed and still no goal.

Three minutes passed and still no goal.

Until the end of the four minutes of stoppage time, the Brazilian team still did not score.

When he saw the referee start to look at the clock, Sun Yi began to despair.

Pele in the stands was completely desperate. He shook his head and wailed in frustration.

"Sure enough, it is impossible to reverse the situation when you are two goals behind. There is no chance to even equalize."

"This is God's unwillingness to give the championship to the Brazilian team!"

"We lost!" Seeing the referee put the whistle in his mouth, Sun Yi and Pele also sighed in resignation.

But at this moment, Adriano suddenly ran out of the penalty area and asked his teammates for the ball.

After getting the ball, Adriano turned around and swung it without saying a word.

"Bang!" The ball shot out.

There is a chance! Sun Yi widened his eyes nervously.

"Bang!"

But the ball hit Pogba's face.

There were too many people in the penalty area. Sure enough, it was blocked.

Sun Yi closed his eyes painfully. He could only accept the fate of failure.

"Beep!!!"

Sure enough, the failure came as expected!

"Yeah!!"

"Long live!!!!"

"..."

Well, wait, why does this "Long live" sound familiar?

That's right, this is the Chinese "Long live". This is the Chinese fans shouting "Long live! '

This~ Could it be...

Sun Yi opened his eyes in disbelief.

He found that the Brazilian players on the field were celebrating wildly, and all the Brazilians and Chinese cheered wildly.

"Oh my god! It's a tie!!"

The big screen was replaying Adriano's shot. It hit Pogba's face first, and then, unexpectedly, it was reflected into the far corner of the goal. Goalkeeper Lori didn't even have a chance to save it.

"Haha!!! It really went in!!!"

Sun Yi rushed onto the field with a big laugh and pounced on the Brazilian players who were celebrating in a group.

"Long live Brazil!"

The cheers of Brazilian fans really overwhelmed the French fans for the first time in this game. Everyone's joy was no less than winning.

At this last moment, the Brazilian team actually scored a goal. This was really exciting.

"Brazil, Brazil!!!"

For the first time, Brazilian President Bolsonaro was happier than Macron next door.

Macron said with a gloomy face and some pain: "Is it necessary to be so happy? It's just a tie. The game is not over yet."

Yes, Adriano's goal only made the score of the game 3-3.

Next, we have to play overtime.

"Okay. Everyone, take a break. There will be overtime next."

"Come on, try to beat the French team in overtime!"

After the celebration, Sun Yi immediately reminded the players.

"Okay. We will definitely kill the French team in overtime!" the Brazilian players shouted with great confidence.

Now their confidence in victory is at its highest.

What follows is too good for the Brazilian team. They played one more player than the French team.

"Goal, goal! Goal!!!"

Under the crazy shouts of the fans, the Brazilian team began its last ditch effort to win the championship.

Taking advantage of one more player, the Brazilian team immediately pressed forward and pressed the French team into the penalty area.

"Goal! We will definitely score!!!" Sun Yi looked at the field excitedly, ready to celebrate the goal at any time.

However, he waited and waited but couldn't wait for the Brazilian team's goal to appear.

Although the Brazilian team has a numerical advantage, after all, everyone is exhausted. The offensive effectiveness is declining sharply.

As for the French team, despite the huge defensive pressure, they still gritted their teeth and persisted.

It was the French team's tenacity that allowed the Brazilian team to have a numerical advantage, but was unable to convert the advantage into goals.

At the end of the first half of stoppage time, the Brazilian team failed to score; when the second half of stoppage time ended, the Brazilian team also failed to score.

"Wow! There's even a penalty kick!"

Sun Yi was disappointed when he failed to end the game in stoppage time.

As soon as I saw that in the end, the victory had to be decided through a penalty shootout. Sun Yi found that his hands were shaking a little.

Sun Yi was not the only one whose hands and feet began to tremble. Almost everyone present had trembling hands and feet.

Damn it, this is a penalty shootout in the World Cup final!

This is so exciting!

So cruel!!

Sun Yi was very nervous about the penalty shootout. However, he still suppressed this emotion and made himself appear calm. Then he waved his hand.

"Go ahead. Go win the championship!"

The first penalty kick was defended by the Brazilian team and kicked by the French team.

The French team's first penalty was handed to Griezmann.

Griezmann was very stable and he successfully scored the penalty.

As for the Brazilian team's first penalty, Sun Yi sent out Neymar.

Neymar is the core player. The extremely important first penalty should be given to him.

Neymar also scored the penalty smoothly.

The French team handed the second penalty to Mbappe. And Mbappe, this kid, actually scored the penalty very steadily.

On the Brazilian side, Sun Yi handed the second penalty to Coutinho.

But Coutinho seemed a little nervous before taking the free throw. This made Sun Yi feel bad.

As a result, Coutinho actually fired an anti-aircraft gun!

"I got it!!!" Sun Yi's heart suddenly felt as if someone had hit him. Almost stopped.

"It actually flew away. We are in a bad situation!!"

"God bless, the French team will definitely miss their free throws next!"

Coutinho's penalty flight immediately put the Brazilian team at a huge disadvantage. Everyone can only pray that the French team misses the next penalty.

But Kanter, who took the third penalty of the French team, did not give this opportunity. He also made the free throw.

"Nah, how come the French team is so stable!" Sun Yi couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.

"Kaka, from now on, winning or losing depends on you!"

Brazil's third penalty was Kaka. He had to make the free throw. Otherwise, the Brazilian team, which missed two free throws, would basically lose.

Kaka's penalty is really crucial.

Sun Yi was too nervous to look at it. He simply turned around and squatted, even holding his breath.

God bless you! God bless!

"boom!"

"yeah!!"

When Sun Yi heard the shot, his heart skipped a beat. It was like hearing the sound of a gunshot.

He almost sat down on the ground when he heard the cheers from behind. Fortunately, when he opened his eyes, he saw Brazilian fans cheering. This gave him a heavy sigh of relief.

After taking a deep breath, Sun Yi just waved his fist in a small celebration. Then he continued to wait nervously.

Kaka's goal only temporarily kept the Brazilian team's hope.

Next, the French team's fourth penalty was also critical.

If France's fourth penalty had been scored, the game would have been very unfavorable to Brazil. Life or death is directly in the hands of the French team.

The French team sent Matuidi to the fourth penalty.

And Matuidi gave Sun Yi a surprise. His shot missed the goal.

This time, the Brazilian team's unfavorable situation disappeared. This also slightly relieved the pressure on the Brazilian team.

This also allowed the Brazilian team's fourth penalty to be made smoothly by William.

The two sides are now back on the same starting line.

"French team, come on!"

"As long as this penalty goes in! We will be invincible!"

All French people were excited and nervous. Even their President Macron stood up excitedly and nervously. Clenching his fists, he looked forward to the French team taking a penalty that might determine the outcome.

For this fifth penalty, the French team sent out Pogba, the core of their team.

"There is definitely no problem with this penalty."

"Pogba will definitely lay the foundation for our victory!"

"Pogba, come on!!!"

Listening to the French cheering, Sun Yi closed his eyes nervously again.

The feeling this time worried him more than Kakana's penalty. This time life and death rests in the hands of the opponent's player Pogba.

Pogba's fame and strength are there, and Sun Yi feels more despair than hope.

The whole stadium was quiet.

Pogba's penalty kick started immediately.

Sun Yi found that his hands were shaking badly, and his palms were full of sweat.

The next second, the life-or-death decision was coming.

Only ten seconds had passed, and Sun Yi hadn't heard the sound of the ball being kicked. This made him both strange and more nervous.

Five more seconds later, he still hadn't heard the sound of the ball being kicked.

Damn, why hasn't it been kicked yet! ?

The longer this time dragged on, the more panicked Sun Yi became! He felt like a death row prisoner waiting for the sound of gunfire.

It really felt like a year in a second!

Kick it quickly! Let me die quickly!

Another five seconds passed, and he hadn't kicked the ball yet. Sun Yi couldn't help but open his eyes. He was going to turn around to see what was going on.

But just as he opened his eyes, a 'bang! ' rang out, and Pogba took the penalty kick.

Sun Yi immediately felt his heart stop, and the whole person collapsed.

The fatal gunshot finally rang out.

"Bang!"

Another sound, Sun Yi felt like he was shot twice.

Huh? Two sounds?

Sun Yi turned his head and immediately became ecstatic.

"Wow!! It didn't go in!!"

Seeing Pogba kneeling there with his face covered, all the Brazilians cheered wildly.

"Oh, no!! He missed the penalty." All the French covered their faces and howled.

Pogba's missed penalty left the suspense of victory and defeat to the Brazilian team.

"Come on! Adriano."

The fifth penalty, Sun Yi arranged for Adriano.

"Adriano, come on a violent shot! Kill the game completely!!"

Adriano seemed very calm, he stood steadily in front of the football.

Sun Yi didn't close his eyes this time and didn't turn around. The next penalty was just to determine whether the Brazilian team could win the championship immediately.

"It will definitely not go in! Adriano will definitely miss the kick!"

Macron, like other French people, began to curse Adriano for missing the penalty.

On the field, Adriano did not make any adjustments at all. He stood still, looked at the goal, and then trotted over and kicked the ball hard~ and it was a spoon ball!

Damn!

No one expected Adriano to take such a penalty at this time. And Adriano's kick was not bad.

The ball went in! !

"Wow!!!"

"It went in!"

Sun Yi knelt on the ground excitedly.

Brazil won!

"We are the champions! World Cup champions!"