World Cup of Great Powers

After Xie Hui came on the field, he and Yang Chen formed a linked Bundesliga striker.

The two men's sudden moves from left to right did pose a considerable threat to the French team's goal.

In the 73rd minute, Yang Chen came in at high speed.

Before being squeezed by Desailly, he desperately passed the ball across the middle.

Xie Hui followed up with a powerful shot, but LeBoeuf blocked it with his body.

One minute later, the ball was passed from the air to Xie Hui's head again.

Xie Hui jumped high and stopped the ball at his feet with his chest.

Lean on your opponent and turn around forcefully.

Although the ball was a little rough, he turned his body around after all.

After a few pulls from Wiltodora, Xie Hui forced his foot to attack the goal from the line of the penalty area, and the ball deviated from the goal frame.

Just when the fans thought that the offensive brought about by Xie Hui after coming on the field was about to pass, in the 77th minute, Li Tie hit another lob and found Yang Chen in the frontcourt.

Without Zhang Xiaorui, many of the Chinese team's offenses can only use long passes through the midfield and directly find the forwards.

Logically speaking, the success rate of this offensive routine is not high.

But the continuous attacks played by the Chinese team sounded a wake-up call for the French team.

There must be something wrong with their defense!

"We have to make a substitution later!" Le Maire, who saw the clue, raised his chin and signaled Sylvester to start warming up on the sidelines.

For coaches, the sudden increase in the opponent's attack point causes one's own defender to change.

Tactically, this is a passive substitution.

Yang Chen jumped up high and tipped the ball to Xie Hui.

Xie Hui looked up at the ball, completely unaware that Vieira was already close to him.

Although he is taller and stronger, Xie Hui immediately grabbed the spot where the ball landed.

Vieira stepped forward and leaned on him with his shoulder.

Xie Hui, who was completely unaware of the situation around him, was knocked to the ground.

"Beep!!!"

The referee's whistle sounded and the Chinese team won a well-positioned free kick in front of the penalty area.

"You can play this position directly!" Huang Jianxiang suddenly became energetic.

"On the line of the French team's penalty area, Vieira made a collision foul on Xie Hui."

"This free kick is in a good position and is a good opportunity to equalize the score."

"We can see that Lame is very nervous now."

"There are also many experts in the Chinese team who can take free kicks."

"Currently, two young players, Shao Jiayi and Zheng Zhi, are standing in front of the ball."

"It seems like they are discussing who will take the kick."

At this time, the camera showed a close-up of Shao Jiayi's face.

Shao Jiayi's name is also on the list of these scouts for this young MVP who shined in the World Youth Championship.

"Shao Jiayi has the ability to score directly from free kicks."

"In the last World Youth Championship, Shao Jiayi showed us that he scored directly from a free kick."

"What will he choose this time?"

Seven French players stood in a loose row behind the penalty spot.

Although the wall is not that dense, it covers the entire goal range.

In addition, there are one or two Chinese players among them. If the footwork is not good, it is very likely to hit the wall directly.

After arranging the human wall, Lamei clapped his hands fiercely.

He bent down and stood in the direction of the far goal post, staring straight at the ball under Shao Jia's foot.

"Don't you know how to kick a curve ball?"

"I filled the goal area with people."

"Let's see how you behave!"

At the same time, Shao Jiayihe narrowed his eyes slightly in front of the ball.

"Plus one, have you thought about it?"

"I've thought about it." Shao Jia nodded, "Xiao Zhi, you can just run away when the time comes."

"OK!"

Zheng Zhi nodded with an amplitude that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"18.4 meters!"

Looking at the display at the bottom of the screen, Huang Jianxiang read out the straight-line distance between the free kick and the goalkeeper.

"The right foot has Zheng Zhi."

"There is Shao Jiayi on the left foot."

"Okay, Zheng Zhi gives you a run!"

Whoosh!

Zheng Zhi, who rushed to the ball, swung his right foot and then jumped over the ball.

As soon as he dodged, Shao Jiayi's left foot came one after another.

Whoosh!

Oh~~~

"Wow!!!"

"Shao Jiayi!!!"

Huang Jianxiang was shocked.

What did he see?

He didn't see anything!

He only saw the ball turn into a white light.

In the blink of an eye, he got into the French team's goal.

The moment Shao Jia touched the ball, Lamei made a save.

However, the ball still went under his arm and into the net.

The speed of the ball is so fast that people can only see an afterimage.

"Don't be so frightened that the arrows pierce the clouds, and thousands of troops and horses take the heads!"

"Is this Shao Jiayi?"

“This is Roberto Carlos, okay?!”

In the footage, Shao Jiayi, who scored the goal, rushed to the sidelines immediately and made an exaggerated grimace towards the camera lens on the sidelines.

In the stands, Smecta's singing suddenly stopped again.

Waves of warm cheers began to resound across the sky.

Especially those fans of Serie A Viola.

After seeing Shao Jiayi's explosive shot, everyone was so excited that their faces turned red and they couldn't help themselves.

This is the standard "Barty GOAL"!

This kid Shao Jiayi can actually kick this ball?!

"Shao Jiayi is not young anymore, he is already 21 years old."

Zeng Zheng said with a smile, "His body has grown up."

"It's so close to the goal. Who can't shoot this ball?"

Facing Zeng Zheng's rhetorical question, Jin and Chi fell silent.

Just like Zeng Zheng said.

In normal practice, even Ou Chuliang and Fu Bin could kick out the ball that Shao Jiayi just shot.

With the feet of the national players.

Anyone can hit a shot that lifts the entire net just by exploding the stick with force.

But the problem is that practice is practice and actual combat is actual combat.

At this moment, Shao Jiayi was able to find a slightly larger hole in the opponent's wall and kick the ball through it without being pounced by the opponent's goalkeeper.

This is difficult!

Judging from the trajectory of the ball, the ball was kicked towards goalkeeper Lame.

The reason is also very simple, that is, there is a slightly larger gap between Lame and the ball.

When the ball was closest to Lame, it was next to his right foot.

But at this time, Lamei did not choose to block it with his feet. Instead, he fell to the ground and blocked it with his hands.

Before his arm even hit the ground, the ball dived into the net like a beast with chest tightness.

"Oh yo yo, that's incredible!"

"Shao Jiayi kicked a blast, and French goalkeeper Lame couldn't save it at all!"

"2 to 2!"

"The Chinese team once again tied the score!"

On the sidelines of the court, Le Maire grabbed Sylvester's arm and kept urging him.

"Remember, never let them grab the first point again."

"Also, the second point must also be guarded. The same goes for the third and fourth points."

"As long as their long passes are intercepted, the Chinese team's offense will not be a concern!"

Flamel regretted it a little.

If Sylvester had been substituted earlier, would the ball have been lost?

But there is no regret medicine for sale in the world.

Flamel had no choice but to rely on Sylvester's air defense.

The French team took the lead twice, and twice it was tied by the Chinese team within 10 minutes.

Although the score is 2-2.

But the momentum of the Chinese team is different from before.

In this final against the world champion, the Chinese team has completely proven its strength.

No matter what the result is, the Chinese team is no longer a loser.

Amidst the overwhelming "Smecta" abuse, the pressure came to the French team invisibly.

Now, it's time for the bayonet to see red!