"Hao Junmin!"

"Hao Junmin!"

"He had a sideways curling shot from the corner of the six-yard box and the Brazilian goalkeeper didn't react at all!"

“2：1！”

"105th minute!"

Toot –

The referee's time was really accurate, and he directly did not give the Brazilian players a chance to watch the game again, ending the first half of extra time.

The Brazilian players could only bring their pain to the second half.

"What did I say, 18-year-old Hao Junmin! Haha, hahaha, hahahaha! ”

"It's really a god, this national youth team is unprecedented!"

"I want to cry ......"

Huang Jianxiang only felt that his nose was sore, and he really wanted to cry.

But he forcibly held his breath and raised his head again.

It's not the time to cry happily, the game isn't over yet, and he needs to continue to explain the game in front of the whole country.

"Fifteen minutes left, boys, you must keep going! The people of the whole country are supporting you at this moment! ”

"Come on!"

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"Woo woo......" The Brazilian fans in the audience were speechless.

The guy who had bet with the Chinese fans before was taking advantage of everyone's inattention, slowly moving his steps behind, and gradually, disappeared into the crowd......

He didn't want to eat the seat after Brazil lost the game for a while.

'It can't be like this, Brazil will definitely equalize in the first half of extra time.'

"It's absolutely impossible to lose this game."

The camera camera switched to the VIP seat, where a large number of celebrities and gentlemen and football celebrities were watching the game.

Cruyff, a famous player in Dutch football, Romario in Brazil, and a famous player in Chinese football...... There is also Gao Feng as the promotion ambassador of the World Youth Championships in China.

Gao Feng's fists were clenched tightly, and the moment Hao Junmin scored just now, he almost screamed out his throat.

Although the surrounding football is star-studded, no one has a bird for him. Maybe the star sitting here is just an unknown one, he is just a Chinese star, not a world star......

But Hao Junmin's goal made everyone know him.

It turned out that he was a famous figure in Chinese football......

"Fuck you!"

When he saw the excitement, he would burst a few foul words, he was so straightforward. Anyway, foreigners can't understand it Chinese......

"Stupid Brazil, you're not dead this time?" He's no different from the average fan.

The managers of both sides are constantly explaining the players who are ready to play on the sidelines, Crouchen must only care about the team's defense, and the coach of the Brazilian national youth must only think about attacking.

In the 106th minute, the Brazilian army pressed the border and tried to reach the Chinese team's big penalty area through the middle cooperation, but Feng Xiaoting's accurate interception disrupted their attack.

In the 107th minute, the Brazilian striker burst into the penalty area, Feng Xiaoting did not touch him, and fell directly on the turf, and then the Brazilian immediately surrounded the referee to ask for a penalty.

NO, NO, NO, THE REFEREE'S INDEX FINGER SHOOK CONTINUOUSLY IN FRONT OF THEM, TELLING THE BRAZILIAN.

"It's not a penalty!"

"It's not a penalty!"

Then, Brazilian striker Sobis received a yellow card.

In the 108th minute, midfielder Huang Bowen made a successful tackle and stuffed it straight to Gao Lin in the front court, Gao Lin dribbled the ball horizontally, and forced his foot to hit the goal outside the big penalty area, and the ball flew. Brazil quickly counter-attacked and played a long pass over the top.

Zhao Ming made a rare barb clearance in the backcourt and won applause from the audience.

109th ......

"I rub, I can't stand it, you see, I'll go into the room and make a, the mental pressure is too great......"

"I turned off the TV......"

Many Chinese fans couldn't bear it anymore and left the TV set one after another. The pressure was too much for them. If you have a heart attack, you will probably have to break out.

But more Chinese fans are still clinging to their televisions.

"It's just five minutes left!"

"But it's still been so long!"

Dong Fangzhuo has retreated to the midfield.

At this time, everyone is a soldier. Withstanding Brazil's attack and winning the final victory is the only goal.

Gao Lin was at the front, and Dong Fangzhuo formed the first line of defense of the Chinese team behind him.

As long as the Brazilian gets the ball in the backcourt, he can see Dong Fangzhuo running past. Although he was so far away from scoring in this game, he had already contributed everything.

From the middle to the left, the left to the middle, the middle to the right, he is everywhere.

Then, rush from the front court back to the back court, and then rush back to the front court......

"Zhou Haibin has a big foot to break the siege!"

"Hao Junmin tackles the opponent, yellow card!"

"Feng Xiaoting hit the ball! Zhao Ming kept up and broke the siege with big feet! ”

"Oops, Zheng Tao has been passed. Zhao Ming fell to the ground to tackle, and he relieved the danger in time! ”

"Zeng Cheng pounced on the ball!"

The midfield and backfield of the Chinese team kept clearing the ball forward.

"Two minutes to go!" Huang Jianxiang's voice was hoarse, and the game was not over, and his throat was about to break.

"Ah, it's a foul!"

"Set-piece at the top of the Brazilian penalty area."

"Hold on! Don't let the Brazilians kick the ball in. ”

The human wall of 7 people only blocked two-thirds of the space, and there was still one-third, which was a test for Zeng Cheng.

Zeng Cheng's face was covered with sweat, and he constantly commanded his teammates to line up the wall. His heart was beating faster.

"Calm down!"

"Focus!"

"Pounce out!"

He kept muttering in his heart, talking to himself.

This is something that the goalkeeper coach often tells him in his ear when he is training.

At this point, he was repeating.

Standing in front of the ball was Brazil's Felipe, the last-minute substitute for the Brazilian defender.

The guy who would grow into a great star is now just a substitute for Brazil, but he took the initiative to take the free-kick.

You know, it was almost the last chance for Brazil to shoot on goal.

Whew, whew, Felipe breathed deeply, his eyes fixed on the goal behind the wall.

He slowly accelerated, running,

tilting the body,

Shot!

The ball shot with the inside of the left foot flew around the wall.

"See!"

Zeng Cheng pounced.

Bear down!

"Ahh

In the air, he felt his whole body burn.

Squeak –

The tip of the left finger touched.

He could hear it clearly......

Duang——

Just changed slightly,

The ball was concentrated on the outside of the post and flew out of the baseline!

"Whew!"

"It's dangerous!"

"Felipe's kick is too high-quality, Zeng Cheng has made a meritorious service!"

In the stands, the Brazilian legend Roma has covered his face with his hands.

Goddess of Victory, far away from Brazil.

Brazil are left with one last corner......

The Brazilian fans were already on their feet, and all eyes were on Felipe at the penalty corner.

Felipe took several deep breaths again.

In the end, he took a brave step.

Whew-

The ball whistled towards the Chinese team's big penalty area.

Dong Fangzhuo jumped high.

Knock –

The header cleared the ball and the ball ran in a no-man's direction.

After landing, Dong Fangzhuo roared and rushed to the ball, and no one could chase him.

Toot –

Toot –

……

"Promoted to !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Brazil, goodbye!"

"Argentina, here we come."

Half an hour earlier, Argentina had already taken Spain......