After Huaxia Guoqing scored the third goal, I don't know how many commentators shouted GOAL for this goal————.

The fans at the scene had already waved the colorful flags, and the big cloth of Xiao Jian's portrait had already begun to pass in the stands.

Dong Wenzhuo ran over excitedly and hugged Xiao Jian tightly.

With Xiao Jian, he found that the passes he got were almost guaranteed chances.

As for Xiao Jian, he could shoot the goal by himself, but he gave himself the opportunity. Dong Fangzhuo was infinitely grateful.

He felt very happy in the past few days in the World Youth Championship. Most of the reason is that with Xiao Jian, his cognition has changed.

Domestic Huaxia fans also felt extremely proud at this moment.

In a big competition like the World Youth Championship, Huaxia National Youth scored three goals for the Samba National Youth before the end of the first half, which was unimaginable in the past.

"This year's national youth is simply the golden generation."

"No, they are the super-platinum generation!"

After Huaxia National Youth scored the goal, Samba National Youth played even more impatiently. After all, it was a youth team. If the time for the first half hadn't come, Xiao Jian might have seized the opportunity to give his opponent a fatal blow.

During the intermission, the Samba coach Ecifa was so angry that he lost his temper in the locker room.

"You're playing a bunch of shit, you've lost your face in samba football.

When in the history of our samba football was so humiliated by Asian teams, you fucking created a glorious history of samba football.

You were beaten 3-0 by Huaxia Guoqing in the first half, do you still want to go home?Samba fans are welcoming you with buckets of stinky shit. "

Esifer's face was livid with anger, he spit out a meter away, waving his hands and roaring angrily.

The samba players lowered their heads one by one, the sweat on their bodies kept flowing down, and none of them dared to look up at the coach.

They played too tired for this game.

The reason is that Xiao Jian is too difficult to guard against.

Moreover, other Chinese players are much stronger than expected, and their defense is also very solid, which is fundamentally different from the Chinese football in their impression.

But if this game really goes home with a humiliating score, it is estimated that all Brazilian fans will not let them go.

Ecifa yelled angrily: "In the second half, I want you to fight for me, I want you to play real samba football, even if we lose, we have to show the world the heritage and tradition of our samba football.

We can't give up the game like the German National Youth, we can't be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Raise your fucking heads up, I want you to fight, even if you know you are dead, you have to fight until the last moment.

Samba does not want violence, the Samba National Youth just need to do their best! "

All the Samba players looked up, they were inspired by the coach's words.

Yes, Chinese football can play so well in weak countries. Samba football must not let our team ruin its reputation.

At this time, the Windmill Country and Huaxia fans on the field thought that the Samba team was finished, and they should have given up hope for this game just like the German National Youth League.

Even some players of Huaxia National Youth League think so.

But when the players entered the field in the second half, Xiao Jian's heart skipped a beat when he saw the eyes of the Samba National Youth players. Those eyes seemed to be fighting for life and death.

He said to his teammates: "We must not relax in the second half, they will fight hard."

The teammates were taken aback by Xiao Jian's reminder.

When the referee's whistle blew, the national youth team felt that this Samba national youth team was a different team from the first half.

Whether the Samba National Youth is fighting or passing, they have raised the rhythm to a dimension, that is the Samba dimension.

They don't show off their skills, they try their best to pass the ball quickly and accurately, and each player uses his ability to the extreme.

The Samba must be a terrible team when they give it their all.

After 5 minutes of fighting for the ball, it was taken by the Samba team. Now Samba's offensive has reached [-]%.

Raphael Sobis wins a corner when he breaks down from the left.

During the free corner kick, Zheng Tao caught the ball, and the ball was pushed towards the left front of the penalty area. Evandro shot the ball.

In just 6 minutes of the second half, the Samba National Youth caught up with a goal, and the Samba National Youth came back to life.

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