"The English referee's decision was humiliating."

"A few seconds ago, Dong Fangzhuo was hooked to the ground by Ramos, he did not make a penalty, a few seconds later, Villa faked a fall in the penalty area, he actually awarded a penalty, either his brain is wrong, or his eyes are spent!"

"Not at all acceptable!"

"He actually awarded a penalty to Spain!"

Sun Jihai didn't do anything, and immediately rushed to Pol to protest.

"It's a fake fall!"

"This guy fakes a fall!"

Although Pol was also impressed by Sun Jihai, he still shook his fingers and insisted on his opinion.

"No, it's a penalty,"

"You hooked him."

Sometimes, when the referee gets tough, he's a big fool, and that's how Bol is doing now.

Damn!

Dong Fangzhuo is still angry, and if he doesn't punish Ramos's foul, why should he give Villa a penalty?

No matter how calm Dong Fangzhuo is, he can't bear to change Bol for making such an idiotic punishment.

In the Premier League, although Bol is a small name, every time he awards a penalty, it is actually a huge controversy, Dong Fangzhuo is very familiar, and the biggest problem should appear in Ramos......

He turned his head and saw Ramos high-five Maniche.

"Grass!"

Without Ramos' hook kick, there would be no Spain's counterattack, let alone Villa's fake fall!

Dong Fangzhuo walked past the referee Pol, glanced at Pol meaningfully, and didn't say anything, but Pol's eyes seemed to be stunned for a moment......

Villa personally took the penalty, stood in front of the penalty spot, and he did it overnight.

1:1。

The penalty was too simple for Villa and he didn't miss that opportunity.

The happy Spaniards all embraced, except for Canizares, who was standing in front of the goal.

It was a goal that made them happy, as if the happiest thing in the world had fallen on them.

"Shameless,"

"It's so shameless."

"Take a penalty and they'll take to the skies?"

"Spain, Spain, once upon a time, you had to rely on penalties to survive?"

Bang bang bang,

Dong Fangzhuo applauded lightly near the middle circle: "It's okay, just give them a gift, everyone continue to work hard,"

"That's how it is in Spain."

"Keep playing our character."

"Brother Hai, there is no problem."

He also did not forget to express his support for Sun Jihai......

But after the restart, Spain seemed to have become calm because of the equaliser, at least not in a hurry.

They firmly controlled the ball at their feet and did not rush to attack, probably worried that the Chinese team would counterattack and want to score goals, so they played evenly.

The game was a bit uneventful.

Barcelona's dual-core Xavi and Iniesta firmly control the midfield, skillful ball control and tacit understanding, so that the two of them occupy an absolute advantage on the field, the Chinese side did not dare to press too high, but they could not help but press out.

Spain cannibalized the Chinese team's midfield through constant passing scheduling, and the penalty just now actually hit the Chinese team quite hard, and everyone held their breath. At this time, although they are a little passive, everyone's fighting spirit is quite high, as long as Spain takes the ball, they will resolutely pounce on it to block.

But it's useless!

When Zhao Xuri pounced on Iniesta on the right side again, Iniesta turned and pulled the ball once and a half and easily shook off Zhao Xuri!

Then immediately hit behind Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng, this time, Villa was completely without any problems.

His coquettish running position left Sun Jihai and Li Weifeng without any way, and Iniesta's pass was thief and hidden, and it was even more timely.

The scalpel's through ball allowed the knowing Villa to get his hands on the ball comfortably down the left and into the left side of the penalty area.

Although Spain equalised via a penalty, you can't deny that their style of play was really good.

When Villa took the ball and faced Liu Yunfei on the left side of the penalty area, Chinese fans were a little confused.

Since the start of the game, the Chinese team's defense has never suffered such a simple abuse.

Villa's right foot curled a ball into the far corner in a graceful arc that he always used to take with confidence.

"Alas!"

"There's no way, there's no problem with this goal,"

"But if it hadn't been for that misjudgment before, the score wouldn't have been 1:2!"

Huang Jianxiang was a little depressed.

Zhang Lu, on the other hand, appeared calmer.

"It's already 4:0 on the Ukrainian side, we are 1:2, and now we need to be more calm and not be rash!"

"Keep a good mentality, play the remaining 20 minutes, and get out of the line is what we're aiming for."

"Calm down,"

"Calm down,"

"Calm down!"

The 2:1 also made the Spanish players more calm, and so did Krauchen, who was standing in the command area. Although his way of doing things is crazy, it does not mean that his mind is not meticulous and calm.

Although he also felt aggrieved in his heart, the most important thing now was to calm down the Chinese players, and not let the game collapse because of depression, so he kept letting the translator convey his meaning to the court.

The Chinese team must now play well in their own way and must not follow the rhythm of Spain again......

Of course, after Spain took the lead, they seemed to be starting to feel satisfied. Aragonés also shouted from the sidelines.

After that, the pace of Spain became slower and slower, and it was still the Barcelona duo who controlled the ball in the midfield and backfield, and the scene was steady.

The game passed minute by minute, and ten minutes were quickly consumed. The game scene became very tacit for a while.

Ramos was even a little bored, constantly trying to rush up from the right flank to assist a team-mate, but the other team-mates were not as excited as him, no one paid attention to him, Xavi and Iniesta were more keen to keep the ball at their feet and control the game at the back.

Ramos had no choice but to retreat to the right......

"If you lose, you lose, anyway, with this score, we can also qualify."

"Even if Spain wins, there is nothing to be proud of."

In the stands, the angry Chinese fans also began to find reasons to comfort themselves, after all, such a result also allowed the Chinese team to finish second in the group and enter the round of 16.

But

In the 89th minute, the Spanish players pressed forward and seemed to be coming to an end, and they were about to make trouble again.

The Spanish team fell in the midfield, Ramos rushed up, and finally got the pass from his teammates, and he sent the ball to the Chinese team's big penalty area in a very chic manner.

In the end, the ball was passed to the Chinese team's big penalty area, and Sun Jihai rushed to head out of the big penalty area before Villa.

Li Weifeng rushed forward with a big stride and took the ball to his feet.

Ramos is not stupid, after passing the ball, he immediately ran in the direction of Dong Fangzhuo, as a good defender, he will not be stupid enough to make a second mistake.

Li Weifeng passed the ball to Chen Tao, and Chen Tao sent a straight stopper, which was Dong Fangzhuo.

Ramos and Dong Fangzhuo ran in the same direction at the same time, and the speed of the two men was similar at first.

The ball is here as promised!

Ramos glanced to the right, and Maniche arrived!

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"What is he going to do!"

Huang Jianxiang roared out, instantly excited.

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo got the ball, one against two, Ramos in the left back, and Maniche in the right front!

"Ahh

"Oxtail!"

Dong Fangzhuo's skillful right foot pulled out a bull's tail, and quickly buckled it to kill forward.

"Maniche is killed! Dong Fangzhuo accelerates to the bottom! ”

"Ramos is back, Dong Fangzhuo's heel is buckled!"

"Ramos is killed!

"Dong Fangzhuo has entered the big forbidden area!"

"Juanito! Juanito! ”

"This will be the final blow!" ()

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