The World’s First, Second and Third are Me

Abidal really got on the middle, Evra recovered, the French team is indeed equivalent to playing a five-back, and Domenech's team looks quite pragmatic...

Before, he still cursed Klauschen to swing the bus and play conservative football on the field. As a result, the French team took the lead. He also turned his face. Nothing is more important than promotion. He now chooses to defend, although Evra is nominally He is a fullback, but in fact he is a fullback.

But in any case, the Chinese team has only one way to attack, only to press up to attack, even if the French team is very strong, the Chinese team is likely to be attacked by the French.

They can do it as long as they seize the opportunity.

But now the striker of the French team is not Henry, but Trezeguet. For Li Weifeng and Sun Jihai, the pressure has become smaller. As long as Trezeguet stays away from the big penalty area, Trezeguet’s power Reduced by 90%.

In the 84th minute, Zheng Zhi brought the ball up and stuffed the ball to the right side of the French team's big penalty area. Huang Bowen firmly inserted.

Huang Bowen, who was sent off by the red card in the second round of the group stage, has been holding his breath and wanted to contribute to the Chinese team. This forward was quite decisive.

He didn't care if he had any teammates in the penalty area, he just spread the ball!

Dong Fangzhuo has already been overwhelmed by the French defender, but Gala still dare not carelessly, directly kicked the ball out of the bottom line!

"Don't panic!"

Zidane wore the captain's armband and quickly calmed his teammates to continue to defend the corner kick.

Even Trezeguet ran back to participate in corner kick defense.

Hao Junmin took a corner kick on the right, the French team's big penalty area was full of people, and as many as five of the Chinese team entered the penalty area, but the ball was actually covered by Treezer who returned to the defense.

Zhao Xuri rushed for a kick.

Boom--

The ball hit the tall Vieira and flew out of the bottom line.

Keep corner kicking!

"Okay, that's it. When the French team is pressed, they will definitely have loopholes."

"Continue to maintain this situation."

Hao Junmin ran to the left to continue to take the corner kick, this time the ball fell to the back point, Li Weifeng jumped high at the back point, but surrounded by Abidal and Evra, Li Weifeng finally rubbed the ball Out of the bottom line.

The French team finally regained the ball.

But Batezi did not dare to kick the ball, but drove the ball to the nearest Saniol.

Chen Tao immediately pushed up, Saniol quickly passed the ball to Thuram, Dong Fangzhuo's turn came up, Thuram calmly handed the ball to Gala again, Gala came directly before Huang Bowen After Vieira, Vieira knocked gently and Zidane finally got the ball.

Zheng Zhi flew away in an instant.

Zidane was shocked and immediately picked up the ball. The whole person also picked up and dodged.

The ball still fell under his feet.

After landing, the right foot vigorously drove the ball to the premise and pushed forward quickly.

Zidane is a hemisphere king-level character. He hasn't seen any big winds and waves. He doesn't worry about Zheng Zhi's reckless tackle.

Zhou Haibin came up to try to stop Zidane, but Zidane, who was running high, stepped on the bicycle sharply. Zhou Haibin froze for a moment, and Zidane quickly rushed to the right to wipe him.

"Oh, dangerous!"

"What are you doing standing there!"

After brushing Zhou Haibin, Zidane didn't look at the front at all, but directly blocked his left foot with his right foot!

Ge Wu quickly ran on the left side of the Mercedes-Benz, quickly inserted behind Xu Yunlong, and successfully got the ball.

Xu Yunlong's physical fitness has obviously dropped significantly, and he is not a strange Kawu opponent at all. Now that the French talents are abundant, any one can be a good winger, and Ge Wu is the same.

Huang Bowen quickly chased behind Ge Wu, getting closer and closer to Ge Wu. But Ge Wu is not a rookie. When he reached the left edge of the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, he returned to the triangle!

Zidane rushed to the sideline of the penalty area and his left foot hit the ball and he shot at it. Sun Jihai gave up marking Trezeguet and rushed up, but Zidane left shot was not a shot at all, just a pretend action A buckle, a pull to the right, flashed again shot neutral.

but!

He still didn't shoot!

Instead, he stuffed the ball to the right!

He was so calm...

In such a limited space, since Trezeguet flashed behind Li Weifeng!

Successful anti-offside!

Li Weifeng was careless and focused on Zidane's feet, but did not expect Zidane to play with Trezeguet in this position.

Theoretically, he can shoot at this position, but may he take care of his former Juventus teammates?

Trezeguet ran into the middle to adjust the pace of the shot, this world-class striker does not even look at the goal when shooting!

Liu Yunfei thought he would hit the near corner, but the real masters all hit the far corner...

;Ding--

The ball hits the post and enters the net.

3:1!

The French team led by two goals.

"Oh, it won't work this time..."

"The Chinese team is powerless."

"Still the French are better..."

"Zidane killed the game alone, he is not the world's first attacking midfielder."

"Ah, don't be sad, everyone, our trip to the World Cup is perfect enough, there will always be time to leave, just a little early."

"In 2o1o, we can already kill it back, and by then we will already tremble the world." Although the Chinese team still has the hope of reversing in theory, but like the dying person has not yet died, the hot has already started to set up will……

The French celebrated happily and spent more than a minute before they were willing to walk back to their own half.

Less than two minutes away from the regular time of ninety minutes.

In any case, the Chinese team has no hope.

But this time, there was no verbal abuse and no disappointment. Although some were lost, everyone's face was relatively calm.

It's the kind of peace after joy...

"There is a banquet for everyone, there will always be an end."

"Although the Chinese team's World Cup journey is over, our future is good. Our national team is full of hope. After four years, we will return."

Fans comforted themselves in the stands. Soon, the audience applauded, which was given to Chinese players in advance.

Everyone seems to accept the fact of failure as a matter of course.

but,

Chinese players are still fighting,

The game is not over yet.

Although Zhou Haibin carelessly delivered the ball to the French team's backcourt, Evra cut it off.

But Huang Bowen has not given up.

He rushed towards Evra and then shoveled towards the ball, and he was about to dying against it.

stupid……

Evra smiled at the corner of his mouth and rubbed his left foot towards the ball. He wanted to humiliate Huang Bowen.

He rubbed his left foot, but the person flashed to the right.

However, he did not rub the ball!

Huang Bowen really tackled the ball! Huang Bowen's tackle was too fast, Evra made a mistake, and the ball was stopped as soon as it flew.

"what?"

"This stupid bastard!"

Vieira yelled in the middle and hurried over to fill the seat, but he turned around and looked at Chen Tao's elegant shadow flashing past him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ received Huang Bowen's ball that was swept down on the ground.

Abidal hurried to block.

But Chen Tao's instep was cut, and the ball flew to the middle of the big penalty area of ​​the French team!

Thuram and Gala haven't had time to stare at Dong Fangzhuo at this time. After all, Dong Fangzhuo rushed up from behind to ask for the ball...

The position of the two of them is okay. If Dong Fangzhuo shoots immediately, there is almost no shooting space.

"Ah, there is still a chance! Dong Fangzhuo, he got the ball!"

At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Dong Fangzhuo again.

When Dong Dongfangzhuo got the ball at his feet, Thuram and Gala also ran to his feet at the same time, blocking almost all shooting angles.

but,

Between the gap between them, Dong Fangzhuo still saw the space to shoot.

His right leg swept forward, and his right toe poke in the middle of the ball.

Sigh.

The ball was on the line of the big penalty area and was drilled from the ground between Thuram and Gala.

Dong Fangzhuo shot, not volley!

The ball was drilled accurately and went straight to the bottom left corner of the goal!

The shot was really so unexpected that Bartez didn't respond to the ball.

"This……"

He stunned as the ball rolled into the goal.

"The goal is scored!"

"The goal is scored!"

"The goal is scored!"

"Eighth World Cup goal!"

"He tied Ronaldo's World Cup goal miracle."

"Eight Balls,"

"Eight goals!"

Beep,

Beep,

Beep,

"Although the Chinese team lost 2:3, Dong Fangzhuo tied the number of goals scored by Ronaldo in the last World Cup with eight goals."

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