Strong Waist

Chapter Thirty-Three Do Everything!

"It's really worrying! Why don't you attack, you have to kick the opponent at the goal of your own goal!"

In the stands, Chen Peipei looked nervously at the field. He watched his son collide with the tall European and American men several times.

"Isn't it a foul to hit someone? Why do you always hit my son!"

Chen Peipei became angry when she saw it.

Le Jianguo on the side said unhappily: "This is a reasonable collision, besides, it was your son who took the initiative to hit someone!"

"Isn't that your son? Don't you feel distressed?" Chen Peipei shouted; "There are still 40 minutes, this time flies so slowly, pull it out and kick it!"

"I can't pull it out! There is still a gap in strength between the Chinese team and the Dutch team. It is not easy for the boys to persevere until now!" Le Jianguo stared at the court intently.

He can feel that under the attack of the Netherlands, China's defense line has gradually weakened.

boom! ! !

Guo Liang collided with Robben, and Robben pulled the ball to widen the distance, trying to break through to the inside.

Guo Liang couldn't keep up with the frequency of his feet, so he could only slap his head on Robben's chest.

The two fell to the ground together.

Beep! !

A sharp whistle sounded.

The referee showed Guo Liang a yellow card and awarded the Netherlands a set kick.

Le Kai stepped forward and pulled Guo Liang up.

Guo Liang's chest rose and fell violently like a blower, accompanied by soft retching from time to time.

Lucky understood that Guo Liang's physical strength was on the verge of its limit.

"How long can I last?" Guo Liang gasped and said, "Ten minutes at most, after exhausting my energy, I won't be able to run anymore!"

Le Kai nodded, and immediately looked at Guan Zhe on the other side.

In the first half, under the cover of Le Kai, Guan Zhe reduced his running and retained some of his physical fitness.

But at this point, the guy also started sweating profusely and showed signs of rapid gasping.

I can't hold on anymore!

Lucy pursed his lips!

Chen Man, who was retreating, was found.

"Can you still run?"

Chen Slow was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he immediately assured him, "Of course!"

He thought Lucky was going to pass the ball to him and let him attack.

But Le Kai said directly: "You run more! You are needed for offense and defense!"

Chen Man blinked and said, "Pull back straight up and down?"

Lucky nodded and said, "Have you practiced defense in Porto?"

Chen Huan nodded and said, "During the Boas period, we practiced pressing and some defense. Although the stealing rate is not high, there is no problem in sticking."

"Can you keep up with the frequency of Robben's feet?" Lucky continued to ask.

Chen Man smiled and said, "Just kidding, I rely on these legs to play football. Regardless of skills, I am already very good at running. Okay! You have a little confidence in me, okay?"

Le Kai: "Okay, you can retreat more to help Guo Liang and Jin Fucheng defend, and I will come to Guan Zhe!"

Chen slowly nodded.

He is not a selfish person either, he understands that if they want to win this game, everyone must work together.

The Dutch team took a free kick, and these guys began to gather near the penalty area again, ready to play Tiannv Sanhua.

Sneijder is still standing at the penalty spot and has the possibility of scoring directly.

Lucky has no time to take direct free kicks, he needs to mark.

When the whistle sounded, the players of the two teams rushed towards the penalty area again.

Sneijder also made a decisive free throw.

Sneijder did not choose to shoot directly, but passed to the penalty area.

Van Persie and Liu Kairui are both competing for the top.

But someone jumped higher than them!

"Get out of here!!!—"

Le Kai jumped very high, shook his head directly above the heads of the two, and directly pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

But the Dutch attack was not over yet.

Robben picked up the ball and went straight to the bottom line.

Seeing this scene, Liu Kairui rushed towards Robben.

He didn't grab the ball and stretch his feet, just staring at Robben.

When Robben was about to cross, Liu Kairui stretched out his foot to push the ball out of the bottom line.

The Dutch team's attack was blocked again.

Robben hugged his head with an annoyed look on his face.

He has had enough of the iron barrel formation of the Chinese team.

No passing or breakthrough gaps are given.

Don't be too depressed to play!

Robben is annoying.

Van Persie is annoying too!

The Netherlands' forward running position was useless at all.

After Sneijder's pass entered the penalty area, Van Persie couldn't even see the ball, because there were so many Chinese players.

But even so, they still have to put enough pressure on it.

Holland's corner kick!

Lucky loudly directed in the middle.

"Later! Look at Van Persie!"

"Robben is running! Keep an eye on it!"

"Go to the back post!"

"Liu Dapao! Don't miss anyone!"

"Head up! Head up!"

Lucy's voice was a little hoarse.

In this game, he didn't know how long he shouted, anyway, his mouth was never idle.

Under Le Kai's command, the entire defense line was also closely linked.

Holland takes a corner kick.

Sneijder's free throw was too close to the goal, and Tong Lei jumped up and knocked the ball away with his fist.

Chinese players will be pulled out to play.

But Le Kai yelled again.

"Don't go out! Come back! Come back!"

The Chinese player who was about to rush out suddenly braked suddenly and got stuck directly on the edge of the penalty area.

Seeing this scene, De Guzman was almost depressed to death.

Can't these guys be pulled out and kicked?

Give some space behind you!

But the Chinese team will never give them such an opportunity.

The bus tactic is not popular in football. Many people are saying that it is killing the art of football.

But no one in this game will have an opinion on the choice of Chinese players.

A football game is a process of pursuing victory, and the game where the weak defeat the strong will be regarded as a classic.

Although the Chinese team did not play beautifully, they were tough enough.

Facing the repeated attacks of the Dutch team, the Chinese players formed a physical Great Wall to snipe the opponent's repeated attacks.

At this moment, they are united as one!

The tenacious physical confrontation, obviously can't keep up, but still throws the body out without hesitation to block the eye.

The sound of enthusiasm and encouragement can be heard in the audience. It is the Chinese boys encouraging each other.

They are exhausted!

Big sweat slid down his cheeks, and his clothes were soaked even more.

The white jersey was covered with green grass clippings, making it look like a mess.

But they are still fighting tenaciously...

Seeing this scene, Huang Jianxiang couldn't help being infected. He said emotionally:

"The Chinese lads played very well. Under the high-pitched shouts, they struggled against the powerful Dutch team. Looking at the stage of the World Cup, Chinese football has never been a strong player, but this does not mean that we will fail!"

"Football is full of possibilities! And now the boys are showing it all with their hard work!"

"In 65 minutes, the Chinese team carried off the attack from the Netherlands wave after wave. The Dutch striker with Van Persie, Sneijder, and Robben failed to score a point from the Chinese team. This is enough for us. A moving performance!"

"For a long time, Chinese football has been criticized. Many people thought that we were angry at their loss. But this is not the case. What we want is simple, a good enough game, even if it fails, It also allows us to applaud for the game! Just like now!"

"The boys played great! They turned into the Great Wall, fighting against the mighty Oranje!"

"Many people say that this is the funniest battle for the top spot in the group, but after watching this game, I believe no one can say that again!"

"The Chinese boys did everything!"

"No matter what the final result is, they are enough to be our pride!"

.....

boom! ! !

Sneijder hit Gao Leiliang's face with a long shot.

Nosebleeds burst straight away!

Gao Leiliang was even dizzy from being kicked, but he still held on to his spirits and kicked the ball out of the penalty area with his big foot before falling to the ground.

"How about it?"

Le Kai and Liu Kairui immediately ran over to inquire about the situation.

Gao Leiliang covered his nose with a distorted expression; "It really hurts!"

Le Kai heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately fiddled with Gao Leiliang's neck lightly, and finally smiled; "It's not broken!"

Hearing this, Gao Leiliang also heaved a sigh of relief. He picked up the jersey and wiped it on his nose, then ran towards the goal.

There was already a team doctor waiting there, and the wound was treated briefly. After changing his jersey, Gao Leiliang returned to the game.

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