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Two slaps in a row, although it wasn't real, Qu Bo always felt a lot of pain.

At least the Argentine fans felt a lot of pain, whether it was in the stands or in front of the TV, they stared at Dong Fangzhuo's right hand, but their faces felt spicy.

Needless to say, this celebration was deliberate.

There is a grudge, it is normal for the other party to make any action!

"Dong Fangzhuo's two slaps are cool, didn't Argentina look down on the Chinese team before the game? Didn't you say that you would definitely be able to reach the quarterfinals? Do you want to touch the Chinese team when you deliberately lose the game against the Greek team? ”

"Self-inflicted humiliation!"

“5:1！ You did play a big score, but 1 is yours and 5 is ours! ”

"When you return home, you will be spurned by Argentine fans, what Messi, Aguero, Tevez, the strongest attacking combination in history, phew!"

"Look at this shameful scoreline......"

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“oh，my God，”

"5:1, crazy, crazy. Argentina was completely defeated. Unfortunately, this was not the biggest defeat in their World Cup history. ”

"They lost to Czechoslovakia 1:6 on June 15, 1958. However, the game is not over yet, and the score may continue to expand. ”

Lineker smiled slyly, he really hoped that the Chinese team could take advantage of the victory to chase ......

But there is not much time left in the game, and whether you can score or not depends on luck.

"The cunning Chinese, who have taken advantage of every opportunity to counterattack, made every threat, and killed every time, they are worthy of being hunters hunting on the grassland."

"There are still more than five minutes to go, the Chinese team, come on, Dong, come on, come on, come on for a hat trick......"

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Maradona was completely quiet, not because he had lost his strength, but because he was numb.

Gave up.

It's 1:5, what are you jumping on? He stuck out his tongue and licked his shriveled lips, his uninhibited eyes gradually faded.

At this moment, loneliness and helplessness swept through the whole body.

He understands that after the game he will become a joke with Argentina and that he will leave the Argentine national team to become one of the most failed managers in the history of the Argentine team.

As a player, he was successful, but as a manager, he couldn't have been more ordinary.

"Diego! Let's get out of class! ”

"Get out of the national team!"

In the stands of the Argentine fans who were very close to him, there were finally fans who couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at his back.

"It's the worst national team I've ever seen, and it's all thanks to you."

"If it were me, I'd rather just hit the wall and die."

He heard the end of class.

It's not a good taste.

It's already very painful and angry, and your fans are still backlash?

He trembled with anger, how could he possibly endure such a provocation with his character.

"Falk Squid!" He turned around and raised his right middle finger.

"Falk squid, Falk squid!"

Maradona completely lost his temper......

The assistant coach looked at it, I'm grass, Nima coin, can you be so crazy after the game?

The game is still going on......

The commanders of the first army have lost their minds and gone crazy.

The assistant coach dragged him to prevent him from being impulsive further.

But the referee came running.

A ruby card was almost attached to his forehead.

yes

He was ejected with a red card.

And what about the king of the ball, who flouts discipline and rules.

Can you spill if you lose?

What's wrong with the fans......

"Fack!"

Maradona tried to break free from the assistant coach and continued to spout expletives.

But he was still forcibly pushed into the players' tunnel.

And his Argentina is still devastated on the pitch......

A generation of football kings is so embarrassed and lonely.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

In the huge cheers of the Chinese fans at the scene, Dong Fangzhuo was replaced by Gao Lin, and Crouchen immediately sent a warm hug.

There was actually a fan who climbed over the billboard, rushed into the stadium, and directly draped Dong Fangzhuo with a bright red national flag.

Well, domestic athletes do this, Dong Fangzhuo accepted it.

He waved his hand, and the stands went even crazier.

Thunderous applause resounded throughout the audience, as if the game had already ended.

At this time, there is only one superstar in the stadium, and that is him Dong Fangzhuo.

Messi's gaze fell on Dong Fangzhuo, and then moved away, and he took heavy steps towards the middle circle arc.

For the first time, he felt less like he wanted to be on the pitch.

It's too painful.

Beep

The game continues.

Messi tried to speed up, but it felt like a thousand pounds, and he even felt like his teammates were slower than him.

Everything is getting very slow.

Just three minutes, it's like three hours.

Buzz,

Buzz Buzz,

His mind was even in disarray, he lost the ball at his feet, and when Mascherano passed it to him, he had a loss of concentration for the first time.

Zhu Ting cut off the ball at his feet, and then stuffed the ball straight forward to Gao Lin, who had just come on the field.

Beep

Offside......

It's a pity.

"Zhu Ting, I haven't stolen the teacher to Dong Fangzhuo's level yet."

"But it's really passable."

"The third goal scored by China, Zhu Ting's passing credit was great. In fact, Zhu Ting's passing vision is very broad, that is, the passing footwork must continue to improve, and the players who have stayed abroad are different......"

Romero took a set-piece and drove the ball directly into the Chinese team's half.

"The fourth official held up the sign, and there was only one minute of stoppage time."

"The referee has put the whistle to his mouth."

Beep

Beep

Beep ——————

"It's game over!"

The Chinese team finally defeated the Argentine team with a score of 5:1 and advanced to the top 8 of the World Cup. The Chinese team scored by Dong Fangzhuo, Feng Renliang, Mao Jianqing and Qu Bo respectively, and Argentina only scored an offside goal through Tevez. ”

"The Chinese team has once again left a strong mark in the history of Argentine football, and I believe that for a long time to come, Argentines will talk about tiger changes."

"This is the best result of the Chinese team in the World Cup."

"It was the round of 16 of the last World Cup, when the Chinese team was defeated by the French team and missed the top 8 of the World Cup, but today the Chinese team did it, and their next opponent will be the winner of the United States or Ghana."

"In this way, Maradona and Messi's Argentina are going home, and the World Cup has nothing to do with them. Of course, they could stay here and watch the World Cup if they wanted to, but I don't think any of them would want to, right? ”

"Okay, our on-site reporters have already started interviewing Dong Fangzhuo, and now we will switch the camera to them."

Dong Fangzhuo on the bench has been surrounded by Chinese reporters, and behind him is actually a very good background.

Messi knelt on the turf, his head almost buried in the turf, while Aguero lay on the turf with his whole face gone, and Mascherano kept running between his teammates, trying to comfort their wounded hearts.

However, what does this have to do with the Chinese team?

'It's great that we're in the quarter-finals of the World Cup.' Dong Fangzhuo's face was full of joy, and then Zhu Ting and they also rushed over and joined the camera.

"Hey, I said, can you two not rub the camera?" Dong Fangzhuo scolded Zhu Ting and Feng Xiaoting with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, everyone should interview Zhu Ting and ask him who he was last time he showed love......"

Zhu Ting hurriedly ran away.

"Don't run, is a big man still shy?"

"Where did we just go? Oh, we beat Argentina 5-1 and we're in the quarter-finals of the World Cup. ”

"Well, I don't really have much to say, but I'm sure there will be a lot of ...... for other teammates and fans."

"Do you think your second goal of the game can be compared to Maradona's goal of the century?"

"Of course, I think I'm more beautiful here."

“……”

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"Ahem,"

"Ahem,"

The old handsome Crowchen coughed several times and played with the microphone.

He smiled again, as innocent as a child.

"Hahaha,"

"Hahahaha......"

"I'm sorry, I'm so happy."

Krauchen craned his neck and asked, "Did we really beat Argentina?" Has anyone checked for me? God, I still feel very unreal. ”

There was laughter in the audience, amused by Crowchen.

"Yes, Mr. Crawford, your team beat Argentina 5-1."

“5:1？”

"Not 1:5?"

There was another burst of laughter from the audience.

"Yes, your team played a good game and played a good win. How are you feeling at the moment? ”

“yeah？ That's it for now...... I don't even know how we did it. Crouchen made a stupid look, and then he regained his grim expression.

"Almost no one was looking forward to us before the game, Alexander. Finally completed the task, I don't have to be shouted out by the fans, not everyone dares to be the coach of the Chinese team. ”

Have you ever been shouted out of class by a fan? How do we not know, the reporters are confused. But on second thought, Crouchen ridiculed Maradona, and only Maradona was shouted out of class by the fans.

"Mr. Crowchen, it is said that you have taken another long contract?"

"You guys are really well-informed, yes, I think I will be in the Chinese team for many years, maybe in four years, I will lead the team to Brazil......"

When they won France in the second round of the group stage, the Celestial Empire Football Association had already offered Krauchen a new contract, which was extended until the 2014 World Cup in Brazil. The Celestial Empire Football Association now has 100% trust in Krauchen, and the original contract was only until 2012, but in order to prevent other teams from digging into the wall, they hurriedly renewed the contract.

And for Crowchen, renewing his contract is also the best option, and there is no better team for him than the Chinese team.

"Mr. Crowchen, what do you think of Dong Fangzhuo's historical position in the World Cup?"

"Oh, just look at his second goal, Maradona can't even kick that ball!"

"If Maradona's goal is the best goal of the 20th century, then Dong's goal is the best goal of the 21st century!"

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