"Ukraine has nuclear warheads!"

"We have Dongfeng missiles!"

"The score is equalized, 1:1!"

"Dong Fangzhuo ran from the back point to the front point and broke the door of Ukraine with a header."

"This goal, Dong Fangzhuo is China's Shevchenko, and Shevchenko's ball just now is very similar, they are all looking for opportunities to shoot by cleverly getting rid of and running, and they found an opportunity to score while the opposing defender was distracted a little bit!"

"It's too difficult, I thought the Chinese team wouldn't have a chance, it was Dong Fangzhuo, it was he who made us still full of hope! Now, we have 4 points, Ukraine is still 1 point! Come on, Chinese team, come on, Dong Fangzhuo! ”

In the stands, surging red waves rolled and the cheers of Chinese fans threatened to collapse the Hamburg stadium. The pain of being cornered by Ukraine erupted in an instant, pouring out like a flood.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

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"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"Dong Fangzhuo,"

Lineker learned the voice of the fans and called Dong Fangzhuo's name in broken Chinese.

"He is a hero of the Chinese."

"He is destined to be a hero of the Chinese."

"Perhaps, from the moment of birth."

"I wonder if I'll call him by that name when I talk about Premier League games in the future?"

"Come on, Dong Fangzhuo." Lineker's voice drifted a little, "Do you dare to take home the top scorer of the 2006 World Cup?" You've scored 4 goals. Oh, no, I have to hurry up and buy a lottery ticket to buy him to be the top scorer in the World Cup, and the odds have fallen below 1 to 2? ”

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"Brother Dong, you're too awesome."

"I'm glad to have you!"

Feng Renliang and Deng Zhuoxiang hugged each other tightly, quite selfless celebration.

And in the VIP box......

"Mother Dong, let me say it, he won't let us down."

"No, he won't let all of China down,"

"Because his name is called, Dong Fangzhuo."

Her eyes showed infinite adoration......

Shevchenko buried his head in the already muddy turf, and his heart was crawling.

I can't let that little guy ruin my World Cup, I have to score more than him!

Shevchenko, who was thirty years old, was completely provoked by Dong Fangzhuo. For a god of his age, there are very few matches that can arouse his true desire to fight.

Only the Champions League final and the World Cup made him still boiling.

That's how it is now.

If it weren't for this kid......

No, there are no ifs!

He stepped on the ball under his feet again and looked at Dong Fangzhuo again, he was waiting for Dong Fangzhuo and his teammates to return to their positions, he and Ukraine must be separated from them today!

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

After the celebration, Dong Fangzhuo kept waving his fists to motivate his teammates.

"We can beat them!"

"They're scared!"

"They're going to crash like crazy!"

He remembered that in the dressing room, Alex Ferguson always inspired the players and now, he does the same.

The game was finally resumed, and Shevchenko handed the ball to his team-mate, and he rushed forward quickly.

But the muddy turf is really not suitable for sprinting with all his strength, which is too easy to get injured, but he can't care about it now, and the instinct to score a goal makes him rush forward.

Rebrov's pass was sent above his head like a precision missile, but this time Sun Jihai took advantage of it, after all, Shevchenko was not in a favorable position, and he was judging the ball on the spot, so there was no difficulty in clearing the ball, and the ball he pushed out flew directly to Zheng Zhi!

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When the ball landed in front of Zheng Zhi, it made a splash on the turf.

It looks like the rain has completely penetrated into the turf.

So when he played the ball, he deliberately added half the force.

The ball flew in the direction of Qu Bo, Qu Bo didn't stand in place and be lazy, he also knew that the rain would slow down the ball, because Zheng Zhi passed the high ball, he gritted his teeth and rushed back more than five meters, and finally got the ball.

But Sheraev saw through Qu Bo's intentions and rushed directly to knock Qu Bo down. He didn't actually have this need, and probably vented the goal he had just lost on Qu Bo.

The referee immediately pulled out a yellow card to warn him.

"There's no need at all," Zhang said, stretching his hands, wondering why Sheraev was doing this.

After Qu Bo got up, half of his body was dirty, but he still kicked the ball out immediately!

The game has been played so far, coupled with the impact of the rain, people's mental state has come to the edge of tiredness.

Just a hint of burnout on exhaustion may be a huge mistake. Dong Fangzhuo quickly ran back to receive Qu Bo's pass, only to find that Russol and Tymoschuk's footsteps had also slowed down.

Just like that, Dong Fangzhuo can feel it, his observation is too subtle. Judging from the reaction he initiated, Tymoshuk and they are just half a point slower!

There's still time, it's the best time.

Dong Fangzhuo passed the ball back to Zheng Zhi without knowing how to do it, and he continued to stay by Tymoshuk's side.

With about four minutes or so to go, what if you can play a quick counter-attack with your teammates and tear through the opponent's defense?

He thought so.

The ball was still going back and forth between Zheng Zhi and Shao Jia, the two of them had no intention of attacking, and the Ukrainian side did not mean to pounce immediately.

Dong Fangzhuo sighed, and couldn't help but feel a little pity, feeling that both sides intended to slow down, drag out the time, and leave it for the second half to continue to solve the problem.

He subconsciously quickened his pace and walked back, but Zhao Xuri's eyes were still bright, and he hurriedly took two steps closer to Zheng Zhi.

Because he knew what Dong Fangzhuo's somewhat rapid pace meant......

Zheng Zhi thought that Zhao Xuri hadn't touched the ball for a long time, so he gave the ball to him instead of passing it to Shao Jiayi.

Sure enough, after Shao Jia got the ball, he immediately stepped forward, and when the Ukrainian player did not pounce, he quickly took the initiative to bring up the rhythm.

As soon as Dong Fangzhuo runs, he will immediately pass the ball out!

The two of them understood each other, and there was no need for verbal communication at all, when Zhao Xuri picked up the ball, Dong Fangzhuo's feet sank deep into the turf, and then kicked with his backfoot and catapulted in the direction of Ukraine!

"Oops!"

"Defend!"

On the contrary, it was Shevchenko who shouted loudly in the front.

But Dong Fangzhuo has already started quickly.

Zhao Xuri handed over the ball with his right foot.

It must be a boccia ball, so that Dong Fangzhuo will be better able to take the ball, in order to be able to pass this ball, he also fell on the turf, and he exhausted all his strength.

"Brother Dong, it's up to you!"

When he turned around in a hurry, the soles of Tymoschuk's feet slipped, and Russol could only stretch out his right hand and try to grab Dong Fangzhuo, even if he was a red card, he had to keep Dong Fangzhuo.

But he couldn't catch anything!

Smack-

Smack-

Smack-

Every time Dong Fangzhuo kicked the ball, the ball splashed on the turf......

The speed has not been fast, and it has not been able to rush.

A difficult anti-offside!

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

The fans on the sidelines shouted wildly.

However, the ball was rolling too slowly, and it seemed that Ukrainian left-back Nesmashny was about to catch up with him from the right.

Can't wait any longer!

Instantly threw his right leg backwards.

"Ahh

"Shoot!"

"Long shot!"

Boom –

Dong Fangzhuo's right foot finally hit the ball, and in order to seize this opportunity to shoot, he got up and shot in advance, and no longer rushed forward with the ball.

After all, the opposing left-back and goalkeeper have already rushed in, and if you kick it too late, you may lose the opportunity!

Shooting early is the best way.

Although he didn't want to lose this chance to go alone.

Whew-

The ball flew straight into the far corner of the goal with the rain.

Rustling......

Rustling......

The Ukrainian goalkeeper really didn't expect Dong Fangzhuo to suddenly shoot from 30 meters away.

According to any other striker's thinking, the ball is to get the ball into the penalty area as soon as possible and start again!

He didn't reach out at all.

"The ball went in !!!!!!!!!"

"A great long-range !!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"He bombed Ukraine back to the Stone Age!!!!!!!"

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