"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

At that moment, tens of millions of Chinese were cheering Dong Fangzhuo's name, hugging each other and screaming together.

At the Allianz Arena, the dotted Chinese fans ignited the enthusiasm of the stadium.

The fans in front of the TV woke up the sleeping people in every neighborhood.

Hao Haidong, who was in the stands at the scene, cried,

Li Ming cried,

Ma Mingyu cried,

Li Yi, who couldn't catch the World Cup and got drunk in the bar, also cried,

Even the leaders of the Football Association who sat in the VIP seats also shed tears.

This ball, waited too long and too long,

Dong Fangzhuo shook off his teammates and rushed to the corner flag, the corners of his eyes were already moist.

He has only shed tears twice since he was reborn,

For the first time, I saw my mother again,

The second time, it was this goal.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

Zheng Zhi was finally the first to hug him behind him, and couldn't help but shout his name.

Then, the teammates came one after another......

"Crazy,"

"It's crazy!"

German on-site reporter, famous model Heidi Krum looked at Dong Fangzhuo in disbelief and felt the crazy atmosphere of the scene.

This is Germany, it's Munich, how does it feel like it's the home of the Chinese team?

In the stands, the sea that was originally white is now getting redder and redder......

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"Oh, Dong,"

"It was a beautiful goal,"

Sky Sports also broadcast the game live, and Lineker sighed as he watched the slow-motion goal replay.

"Dong's footsteps have gone to the world, and he wants to start trying to conquer the world."

"England, why isn't there such a sharp edge!"

"We need Dong, Rooney, do you see that?"

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Tunisia coach Le Maire looked down at the turf without saying a word, and if he could, he really wanted to find a quiet place.

A Manchester United striker who disrupted all his pre-match deployments. It is undeniable that he really underestimated the Chinese team and the Manchester United striker.

In just a few minutes of lightning assault, the Chinese team won......

Beep –

When the game resumed, the Tunisian players were a little flustered, and as soon as the ball was delivered to the feet of striker Jaziri, Zhao Xuri stole the ball from his feet, and then he handed it to Zheng Zhi again.

Zheng Zhi has a long pass over the top, this time looking for Mao Jianqing.

Mao Jianqing led the ball forward with his left foot, almost tearing through the Tunisian defense, but fortunately, the opponent's right-back was calm and poked the ball directly out of the sideline.

Shao Jiayi threw the ball into the Tunisian penalty area with a strong hand, and was finally cleared.

Midfielder Munari high ball to find Shehave, Shihave's high point is really a Tunisian tactical fulcrum, he gave the ball to the right side of the inserted Shedley, Shheldley went forward to force Sun Xiang, Sun Xiang and he resisted to the bottom line, although the body suffered, but he still staggered and did not let Shredley break through, but also touched the ball out of the bottom line.

"Sun Xiang is good, his stare is very tight, although his body is not good."

"The opponent's corner kick, Dong Fangzhuo is also back."

In the 9th minute, Shcheidley took a corner kick from the right side, the ball was very thief, the ball fell to the back post, and the central defender Haji quickly inserted it in the back row.

"Danger!"

Between the lightning and flint, Haji hit the ball 7 meters in front of the door.

Knock –

The ball came out of the post.

"Pay attention to the players in the back row, the Tunisian players are tall and big, so it's easy to get the spot."

"You can't give them that opportunity, you have to be more focused."

Crowchen stood on the sidelines and whispered a few words to the translator, and then the translator yelled at Zheng Zhi on the field twice, gesturing two movements, it seemed that Crouchen signaled Zheng Zhi to control the rhythm.

Sure enough, the rhythm of the Chinese team slowed down slightly, not as fast as at the beginning. But the battle for midfield remains fierce. Especially on the two wings, Mao Jianqing and Qu Bo did not dare to be lazy, and always pounced on the side at the first time, not allowing the opponent to easily take the ball and pass.

"Maniac,"

"What a madman!"

"They're like mad dogs."

The Tunisian fans in the stands couldn't understand why the Chinese players were so crazy, that is, they had to fight for every ball in the front court, which made the Tunisian players feel very uncomfortable. It's rare to be able to play such a tight game in a national team game, and the united Chinese team has now stunned Tunisia.

"Jiayi."

made a comeback, the ball was at Zheng Zhi's feet, he passed the ball to Shao Jiayi, and then quickly followed himself.

The sunset at the Allianz Stadium fell on Zheng Zhi's body, imprinting a beautiful shadow. Zheng Zhi felt so light that he couldn't wait to catch up with Shao Jiayi, and it was the happiest game he played.

Shao Jia glued the ball to his feet, skillfully controlled the ball in front of Namshi, and when Namushi pounced, he handed the ball back to Zheng Zhi.

Before he knew it, Zheng Zhi had already taken the ball past the Tunisian half. Looking up, Dong Fangzhuo was running towards him, and he calmly pushed the ball forward.

There had never been a striker who made him feel so grounded.

Dong Fangzhuo ran back, met the ball with his left foot and knocked the ball with a heel, and quickly turned to the right to start.

The movements were not flashy or smooth, but they were quite practical and rough, and Haji, who was following him, could only stretch his thighs and put Dong Fangzhuo to the ground.

Beep!

The Australian referee's whistle blew and awarded a free kick to China 28 meters away.

"28 meters in the middle of the big penalty area, this position, Shao Jiayi can come and kick."

"He can play a nice curling ball with his left foot."

"Of course, Zheng Zhi can too,"

"Well, in the end, it was Shao Jia who came."

Shao Jiayi, who had a flat head and was covered with sweat, stood in front of the ball and stared at it for a long time, just waiting for the referee to blow a whistle.

The moment he shoots the ball, he looks like a graceful dancer. The ball kicked with his left foot slashed through the wall and slashed like a razor into the upper right corner.

The Tunisian goalkeeper flew up in the air, but his eyes flashed with despair.

Can't pounce!

Ding——

The ball hit the corner and bounced back.

Tunisian left-back Jemali was not distracted and jumped straight to clear the ball with a barb.

Applause erupted in the stands.

It's a beautiful barb clearance!

But

In the middle of the big penalty area, Zhao Xuri's figure rushed out, and ran to the ball that was still speeding in the air with three feet and two feet.

"Zhao Xuri!"

"Volley!"

At that moment, Zhao Xuri was like a big air wing in "Football Player", bending his bow and shooting the eagle sideways.

Left foot volley!

Whoosh –

The ball that was about to fall on the turf was instantly hit by Zhao Xuri's left foot, and then spun up from the front of the big penalty area, with an arc of external rotation, flying above the head of Tunisian midfielder Bouazizi, his eyes subconsciously chased the ball, only to see Bumniger, who was standing in front of the goal, pounced on the ball again.

Smack-

A perfect save was made by the experienced Tunisian goalkeeper who touched the ball with his right hand.

It's so dangerous, he sighed for a moment, but he didn't think that he was dumbfounded for the next second.

Yes!

Bumtniger's eyes watched in astonishment as Mao Jianqing rushed to the near baseline and swept the ball to the middle with his left foot.

At that moment, Bumnieger felt that there were shadows of Chinese everywhere!

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Never stop!

There was a struggle in the middle, Dong Fangzhuo moved like a rabbit, Jia Yidi failed to keep up with Dong Fangzhuo's footsteps, and Haji's hands grabbed Dong Fangzhuo's arm out of blood, but he was powerless to stop Dong Fangzhuo from rushing to the small penalty area like a bulldozer to receive Mao Jianqing's pass.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo scored twice!"

"Who dares to slash immediately, only I, General Dong!"

Drink!

Dong Fangzhuo waved his bloody right arm and hissed for a long time......