Chinese champion

Chapter 473 The Flame of Hope at the Top of the World
No. 14 minutes in the first half of overtime.

Ronaldinho retreated to get the ball, Renato immediately passed the ball to him, Ronaldinho caught the ball and turned around, with a beautiful flick of the bull's tail, he got rid of Zhou Hai who was grabbing up!
At this time, Ronaldinho's physical strength seems to be still very good, his movements are still so light, and his surreptitiousness is still so exciting!

Seeing that Ronaldinho quickly dribbled the ball into the 30-meter area in front of the Chinese team's goal, Hu Yong went up to meet him without hesitation, because he knew that in the backcourt, no player except himself could keep up. Ronaldinho's rhythm, and no player is as familiar with Ronaldinho as he is.

Having been teammates with Ronaldinho for two years, he certainly knows the weight of this opponent in front of him.

The world recognized as the best art master after Zidane, Pei Wei is probably the only one who can compete with him technically. Riquelme is old, Nasri is still too young, Hu Yong was not fully sure that he could break his ball, but Hu Yong did not have any fear. This man seemed to never know what fear is.

How can a person who can be regarded as a lifelong opponent by Pei Wei be an easy-going generation!

Ronaldinho advanced very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Hu Yong. Hu Yong was as cold as ice, and devoted himself to defending Ronaldinho.

If he can successfully steal the ball, it will be a good opportunity to counterattack. On the contrary, if he is passed by Ronaldinho, then the defense line of the Chinese team will be in danger. Now the five defenders behind him have targets to mark. If If Ronaldinho successfully breaks through, it will definitely give the Brazilian team an opportunity.

Ronaldinho looked into Hu Yong's eyes, then suddenly stepped on the bicycle, and immediately started it forcibly, as if intending to force Hu Yong!
Of course Hu Yong wouldn't just let Ronaldinho go in that way - where would he save his face?He moved sideways and stood in front of Ronaldinho. Ronaldinho made a sudden stop, and then used his left foot to move the football from his side to the right. It seemed that he was about to break through from the right again. Hu Yong stretched out his foot again Blocked to the right, but he forgot, and when he did it he spread his legs apart, there was a big gap in the middle...

Defense is always passive, which is an undeniable truth in football.

Ronaldinho quickly flicked the ball back again. When the ball rolled to the middle, he gently stretched his foot and poked the ball forward. The ball rolled past Hu Yong's crotch, and then Ronaldinho immediately accelerated, from Hu Yong I passed by my side!

The crotch ball is divided!

Being rid of by Ronaldinho with such an almost humiliating action, Hu Yong's heart was ignited with great anger, but he did not lose his composure, and immediately turned around and followed closely behind Ronaldinho!

The distance between the two was less than two meters, Hu Yong was not completely freed by Ronaldinho!

While chasing Ronaldinho, Hu Yong was thinking in his heart how to stick to him so that he could not pass a good ball. As soon as the opponent slowed down, he would immediately continue to entangle him!

Just when Hu Yong was thinking this way, Xiao Luo in front of him suddenly stopped suddenly without warning, Hu Yong didn't stop, and rushed straight in front of Xiao Luo!

Then Ronaldinho immediately started again, rushing past Hu Yong who had just stopped with the sound of the wind!
"Oops!" Hu Yong yelled fiercely in his heart. Now Ronaldinho has completely thrown himself away. It is impossible for him to catch up with Ronaldinho after he hastily started. There is no other person on the back line to make up for it. If he is allowed to break through like this, the possibility of being broken will be very high!
Although it was only a moment, for Hu Yong, it was so long.

Hu Yong gritted his teeth, made up his mind, lifted his feet off the ground, and shoveled towards Ronaldinho from behind!

Ronaldinho is observing the situation ahead, he knows that Hu Yong will not be able to come up for a while, and he has enough time to organize this attack. If someone comes up to defend, he will definitely miss one of his defenders. Sending the ball over from time to time is a one-shot. If no one comes up... Huh, then you're welcome!

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt his feet tremble, his whole body lost his center of gravity, and he fell headfirst!
Behind him is Hu Yong lying on the ground with his feet raised high...

Michelle's whistle sounded immediately, and then he ran close to Hu Yong and put his hand into the pocket of his coat!

Pei Wei, who was running back, was stunned. He stared blankly at Hu Yong getting up and walking to his side, and patted Pei Wei on the shoulder: "Now I'm going to rest early...but I stopped them once The chance to score a goal, next, depends on you!"

After saying this, Hu Yong walked off the court without even looking at the referee. Behind him, Michel raised a red card with a cold face.

He Jin raised his head and just saw this scene.

He hugged his head in pain, it's all over now!With one less player, only Pei Wei and Zhuang Feng were left on the offensive team, so the counterattack strategy I formulated in the second half of the overtime game was also in vain. There was no rest in the middle of the overtime game, and I didn't even adjust my tactics. Opportunity, can only stick to it again and hope to be able to delay the penalty kick...

But can penalty kicks really win?The team's two excellent penalty shooters, Zhu Jun and Hu Yong, are off the field. Although Wu Qi is very good, don't forget that Brazil's goalkeeper Cesar is also a goalkeeper who is good at saving penalties...

But who can I blame?Blame Hu Yong?If Hu Yong hadn't fouled just now, then Ronaldinho might have gone straight in and scored the goal. Hu Yong paid the price for his end, at least the Chinese team's death penalty has been postponed...

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The Chinese fans in the stands have been silent. Everyone can see that the situation is serious now. One person is missing and the attacking force is insufficient. What's more terrible is that with the current players of the Chinese team on the field, even five good penalty shooters I can't make it out!

The Brazilian fans are singing and dancing, they can almost see the sixth World Cup trophy beckoning to them.

"Hu Yong, you did the right thing."

Although he was on the brink of collapse, when Hu Yong left the field, he still stood up to meet him, shook hands with Hu Yong, and spoke listlessly.

"Coach, do you also think we are going to lose?"

Looking at He Jin's face, Hu Yong suddenly said something.

He Jin raised his head in astonishment, and looked at the most general-like disciple under his command.

"Don't forget, we haven't lost yet! The situation is really bad, but we still have Pei Wei on the court, how many times he has saved our team! Although I have always regarded him as the biggest opponent, in fact I I have to admit that Pei Wei is a goal that I will never be able to catch up with!" Hu Yong was full of confidence: "But even if it is difficult to catch up with him, I will not give up! Coach, I hope you will not give up! Now I will go Dressing room, watch the moment we beat Brazil and win the World Cup on TV!"

After saying this, Hu Yong walked towards the player tunnel firmly, until he thought that no one could see him, it seemed that all the strength in his body had been exhausted, and he leaned softly against the wall of the tunnel.

Pei Wei, don't let me down!

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"The wall of people! The wall of people! What are you still doing! Do you want Hu Yong's fate to be in vain?" Wu Qi kept roaring, and driven by his roar, the Chinese team members walked away from the blow Come out and start preparing to defend this free kick.

"This time, something is really not good."

Pei Wei, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, heard Zhuang Feng's muttering beside him, and he turned his head: "Why, are you not confident?"

"How could it be!" Zhuang Feng raised his head abruptly: "Isn't it just one less person? We are not behind! The large number is just an advantage. No matter how many times they attack, we only need to seize the opportunity to counterattack once. It's enough to kill them!"

"Well said!" Pei Wei slapped Zhuang Feng on the shoulder, turned around and yelled at the other players: "We are indeed at a disadvantage now, but it doesn't mean we will lose this game! Remember, hope It is always there! As long as we don't give up, the game is far from over!"

Their self-confidence immediately infected other players. At this critical moment, several core players finally boosted the morale of the whole team again!

Ronaldinho's free kick was very beautiful, bypassing the wall and flying straight to the top corner of the goal, but Wu Qi swooped across and grabbed the ball firmly in his hands!
"Not enough to watch! Not enough to watch!" Wu Qi grabbed the ball with both hands and shouted loudly: "This kind of shot is impossible to beat me! You can attack at ease, and I will guard the goal of the Chinese team!"

The expressions of the Chinese fans in the stands began to slowly become excited again. Wu Qi's performance made them suddenly feel that it is not the end of the world yet!The game is still worth a dozen!
On the coaching bench of the Brazilian team, Dunga frowned. Unexpectedly, under such a bad situation, the morale of the Chinese team was still high!

"What's the use of that?" Dunga sneered in his heart: "Even if your morale is strong, so what? After all, the game still depends on strength to speak! No matter how you look at it now, we in Brazil occupy an absolute advantage." Advantage!"

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Wu Qi had just thrown the ball, Michelle looked at his watch, and blew the whistle to end the first half of overtime.

Players from both sides walked towards each other's half. There was no intermission in overtime, and the players had to start the second half immediately.

In the second half of overtime, the Brazilian team kicked off the ball, which means that the Chinese team lost an opportunity to take possession of the ball in their hands.

Like the first half of extra time, the Brazilian team launched a fierce attack from the first second!

Diego passed the ball to Robinho, Robinho passed the ball to Kaka, Kaka passed the ball to Ronaldinho - in the process, the Chinese defenders did not even touch the ball.

However, this does not mean that the Brazilian team can do whatever they want in the Chinese team's half. Now even Pei Wei and Zhuang Feng have withdrawn to help defend. There are nine defensive players. No matter how good the skills of the Brazilian players are , No matter how exquisite the dribbling is, it is impossible to get rid of the continuous, seemingly endless stream of Chinese players.

After passing consecutive passes, Kaka finally found a chance to kick. He shot furiously, and shot the ball vigorously in front of the penalty area before Pei Wei and Zhang Qi pinched.

Kaka was very satisfied with his shot. Although the kick was a bit hasty, it was powerful and the angle was very tricky. It shot directly towards the lower left corner of the goal, the most difficult angle for the goalkeeper to defend.

but……

Wu Qi fell to the ground and threw himself sideways, barely touching the ball with his outstretched fingertips, knocking the ball out of the baseline.

Kaka hugged his head in remorse, hell, why does this goalkeeper seem to be getting more and more difficult to deal with?
Diego took a corner kick, Li Min and Feng Xiao restrained Nardo from jumping at the same time, after the only person who made Wu Qi afraid of the high-altitude ball did not jump up, Wu Qi immediately attacked and grabbed the Everyone took the ball off their heads.

Wu Qi held the ball tightly with both hands and rushed forward a few steps. After seeing the Brazilian players running back one after another, he threw the ball to Wang Xiaomin.

Wang Xiaomin stopped the ball, when He Jin's voice suddenly sounded: "Control first, don't rush to pass the ball!"

Wang Xiaomin was stunned for a moment, and then He Jin yelled from the sidelines again: "What a daze! Someone is coming in front! Pass it to Li Min!"

Before Wang Xiaomin had time to think, he pulled the ball back and knocked it to Li Min in the middle, and just in time saw Robinho rushing in front of him.

"It's dangerous!" Wang Xiaomin wiped his sweat secretly, but fortunately He Tou reminded him quickly, otherwise he would make a mistake.

At this time, Feng Yu on the coaching bench looked at He Jin who was already standing on the coaching area line in surprise. Since just now, He Jin has been standing there, constantly giving instructions to the players on the field At the same time, he gestured with both hands like magic magic, remotely controlling the players on the field!

"Well, what are you doing, you still have such a skill!"

In Feng Yu's impression, He Jin seldom directs the game on the field when he is on the field. His motto is "The preparation of the coach is before the game! Football is not basketball. If a coach needs to direct on the spot If you can only convey your guiding ideology to the players, then it can only show that the coach is not fully prepared before the game!"

But now, He Jin began to direct the game!And the players who had never been commanded by him in this way, except for being a little dazed at the beginning, all followed He Jin's meaning meticulously in the following games, as if they had been commanded by He Jin all the time!
Perhaps feeling Feng Yu's surprised gaze, He Jin turned his head and smiled at Feng Yu after a ball went out of bounds: "Don't look at me like that, I didn't direct the game before because it wasn't necessary, but now it's necessary It's time!"

Dunga couldn't sit still anymore. He could see that the defense of the Chinese team was now supported by a breath of energy, and there was no such thing as too strict rules. It is guarded without any flaws!
"You should take care of that guy! He has affected the game!" Dunga angrily complained to the fourth official He Jin.

"I'm sorry sir, that coach didn't go out of the range he can walk around, and he didn't violate the rules!" The fourth official replied politely.

"Damn it! But his yelling has affected my team members' game!" Dunga almost spat out swear words.

"If this is the case, the referee on the field will warn him until he is sent off with a red card-this is not something you need to worry about." The fourth official remained unmoved.

Dun Jia knew that there was no point in talking any further, so he returned to his seat resentfully, and before sitting down, he gave the active He Jin a hard look, but He Jin didn't even look in his direction.

"Damn Chinese! Noisy crow!" Dunga cursed in his heart.

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Under He Jin's command, the Chinese team gradually stabilized their position. Although the Brazilian team's attack was fierce, it was always unable to cause a substantial blow.

The Chinese fans in the stands became active again. They began to sing the national anthem continuously to cheer for the hard-working players on the field.

"...The Chinese nation is at its most dangerous moment, and everyone is forced to shout angrily: Get up! Get up! Get up!..."

The majestic national anthem sounded over the stands, and at the same time gave the Chinese players the greatest motivation and courage!
There was a smile on He Jin's mouth. It seems that it is not bad if it continues like this. Even if it is delayed to a penalty kick, it should be a very good result... Although there are not many players on the Chinese team who are outstanding in penalty kicks , But in penalty shootouts, it is often not technology that determines success or failure, but psychology!

If good skills can definitely score penalties, then Maradona, Van Basten, Baggio... and other superstars will not fall on penalties!

After such a severe test, the Chinese team members have undoubtedly become very strong psychologically, which is enough to offset their technical disadvantages, and the hope of victory is coming again!

Thinking of this, He Jin became more energetic, and his command became more and more fluent.

As time goes by, the confidence of the Chinese fans is getting stronger and stronger, and the Brazilian players seem to be getting more and more anxious.

Seeing that the second half of overtime was about to reach the last minute, at this time, a sudden incident almost destroyed the self-confidence that the Chinese team had just built, and extinguished the fire of hope again!
Adelaide withdrew from the penalty area to get the ball, then relied on his strong body to squeeze past Zhou Hai and Zhang Qi's defense, and rushed into the penalty area!
"Block him!" Wu Qi shouted loudly. Under his command, Feng Xiao and Deng Yunfeng moved towards Ade at the same time, ready to use their bodies to block Ade's shot at any time.

But Adelaide passed the ball unexpectedly, an even more unexpected return pass!
The ball fell to Ronaldinho's feet outside the penalty area. Seeing Wang Xiaomin rushing towards him, Ronaldinho kicked the ball with his left foot and picked the ball into the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team again!

Robinho in the middle attracted the defense of two Chinese defenders - Du Wei and Li Min, and Kaka in the back was unmarked!

The ball flew over the heads of Du Wei and Li Min, and landed in front of Kaka accurately. Kaka put on a posture and was about to kick the ball!
And Wu Qi was attracted to the other side of the goal by Ade's running position just now, and he didn't even have time to run over!

At this moment, Li Min, who was closest to Kaka, just turned around. Seeing that Kaka was about to easily hit the ball into the empty goal, he didn't have time to think about it, and his body made the most direct reaction. Li Min directly flew up. Foot, shoveled from behind Kaka!
"beep--"

The whistle that made Chinese fans hate it sounded again!

penalty!red card!Li Min became the second person sent off in this final!
"Oh—" the desperate and painful groans of Chinese fans sounded in the stands!

"Damn it! How could it be like this!" Wang Jianxiang couldn't care less now, he scratched his hair in pain, it didn't matter if there were fewer people, anyway, the game was coming to an end, but a penalty kick... at this point at this time The appearance of the ball almost sentenced the Chinese team to death!

Li Min got up from the ground helplessly. This game was like a nightmare for him—two tackles in the penalty area, two penalty kicks for the Brazilian team, and he was sent off...

But can you not do it yourself?The two tackles were all when the opponent was almost sure to score. Can you still pin your hopes on world-class stars like Kaka and Adelaide who will shoot and fly close at hand?

At least, there is a possibility of not scoring a penalty kick...

This time, when Li Min was off, even He Jin didn't have the strength to praise him anymore.

He just looked up at Li Min with a complicated expression.

If you lose the game, you will be fined two people... This is really called losing and losing.

Instead, Feng Yu went up to meet him, patted Li Min on the shoulder, said a few words of comfort, and then let Li Min return to the lounge.

On the court, Michel had already dispersed the Chinese team members who were still trying to get the referee to change the penalty, and was about to let the Brazilian players take a penalty kick.

"It seems that we can only pray for a miracle." Wang Jianxiang said helplessly. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit www.CMFU.COM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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