Abidal did lean into the middle, Patrice Evra recovered, France are now indeed playing a back five, and Domenech's side look quite pragmatic......

Before, he cursed Crawford off the pitch for playing conservative football, but as soon as France took the lead, he also turned his face, nothing is more important than promotion, and he now chooses to defend, although Evra is nominally a wing-back, but in fact he is a defender.

But no matter what, the Chinese team has only one way to attack, only to press up and attack, even if the French team is very strong, the Chinese team is likely to be attacked by the French.

They can do it, as long as they get their chance.

However, now the striker of the French team is not Henry, but Trezeguet, which is more for Li Weifeng and Sun Jihai, the pressure is less, as long as Trezeguet is far away from the big penalty area, Trezeguet's power will be reduced by ninety.

In the 84th minute, Zheng Zhi came up with the ball and stuffed the ball to the right side of the French team's penalty area, and Huang Bowen resolutely stepped up.

Huang Bowen, who was sent off with a red card in the second round of the group stage, has been holding his breath and wants to contribute to the Chinese team, and this time he is quite decisive.

He didn't care if there were teammates in the penalty area, he just kicked a pass!

Dong Fangzhuo has already been overwhelmed by the French defenders, but Gala still didn't dare to be careless and kicked the ball out of the bottom line directly!

"Don't panic!"

Zidane wore the captain's armband and hurriedly calmed down his teammates and continued to defend corners.

Even Trezeguet ran back to take part in the corner kick defense.

Hao Junmin's corner kick from the right flank was packed with people in the French team's big penalty area, and as many as five Chinese players entered the box, but the ball was actually pushed out by Trezeguet, who returned to the defense.

Zhao Xuri rushed up with a kick.

Knock –

The ball hit the tall Vieira and flew off the line.

Continue to the corner!

"Okay, that's it, press the French team to play, they will definitely have loopholes."

"Keep it that way."

Hao Junmin ran to the left to continue the corner, this time the ball fell to the back post, Li Weifeng jumped high at the back post, but surrounded by Abidal and Evra, Li Weifeng finally rubbed the ball out of the bottom line.

France finally got the ball back.

But Barthez didn't dare to kick the ball off the pitch and drove it to the nearest Sagnol.

Chen Tao immediately pressed up, Sagnor hurriedly passed the ball to Thuram, it was Dong Fangzhuo's turn to force up, Thuram calmly handed the ball to Gala, Gala passed directly to Vieira before Huang Bowen came up, Vieira knocked lightly, Zidane finally got the ball.

Zheng Zhi flew in an instant.

Zidane was startled and immediately picked up the ball, and the whole person also volleyed and dodged.

The ball still fell at his feet.

After landing, push the ball forward with your right foot and push forward quickly and at high speed.

Zidane is a hemisphere king-level figure, he has never seen any winds and waves, and he is not worried about Zheng Zhi's reckless tackle at all.

Zhou Haibin came up and tried to stop Zidane, but Zidane, who was running at high speed, stepped on the bicycle sharply, Zhou Haibin was stunned for a moment, and Zidane quickly swept the ball to the right side line and wiped him.

"Oh, it's dangerous!"

"What are you doing standing there?"

After wiping Zhou Haibin, Zidane did not look ahead at all, but directly reversed his right foot to the left!

Ge Wu galloped quickly on the left side, quickly inserted behind Xu Yunlong, and successfully got the ball.

Xu Yunlong's physical fitness had obviously dropped very much, and he was not at all a Gewu opponent with a strange speed. The current French are full of talent, and any one can be a great winger, and the same is true for Govu.

Huang Bowen quickly chased after Ge Wu, getting closer and closer to Ge Wu. But Ge Wu is not a rookie, and when he hit the left edge of the Chinese team's penalty area, he reversed the triangle and passed back!

Zidane rushed to the sideline of the penalty area, met the ball with his left foot and was about to shoot angrily, Sun Jihai gave up marking Trezeguet and pounced, but Zidane didn't shoot with his left foot at all, just a feint, his left foot buckled, pulled to the right, and flashed out of the shooting gap again.

But!

He still didn't shoot!

Instead, he stuffed the ball to the right!

He was outrageously calm......

In such a limited space, Trezeguet flashed behind Li Weifeng!

Anti-offside success!

Li Weifeng was careless, and his attention was on Zidane's feet, but he didn't expect Zidane to have a match with Trezeguet in this position.

Theoretically, he could have shot from this position, but maybe he could take care of his former Juventus team-mates, right?

Trezeguet adjusted the pace of his shot when he ran to the middle, and this world-class striker doesn't even look at the goal when he shoots!

Liu Yunfei thought he would play the near corner, but the real masters all hit the far corner......

Ding——

The ball bounces off the post and into the net.

3:1！

France had a two-goal lead.

"Oops, not this time......"

"The Chinese team is powerless."

"It's still the French...... who are more skilled"

"Zidane single-handedly killed the game, he is not the world's No. 1 attacking midfielder."

"Alas, don't be sad, our World Cup journey is perfect enough, there will always be a time to leave, just a little early."

"In 2010, we can already kill back, and by then we will have the world trembling." Although there is still hope for a reversal in theory for the Chinese team, just like the dying man has not died yet, the popular has habitually begun to make a will......

The French celebrated so well that it took more than a minute for them to get back to their half.

Ninety minutes away from the regular time is less than two minutes.

No matter how you look at it, there is no hope for the Chinese team.

But this time, there was no abuse, no disappointment, although there was some loss, but everyone's faces were relatively calm.

It's the calm that comes after the pleasure......

"There is always an end to the feast in the world."

"Although the World Cup journey of the Chinese team is over, our future is bright, our national team is full of hope, and after four years, we will come back."

The fans spontaneously comforted themselves in the stands, and soon the audience burst into applause, which was given to the Chinese players in advance.

Everyone seems to take the fact of failure for granted.

But

Chinese players are still fighting,

The game isn't over yet.

Although Zhou Haibin casually handed the ball to the backfield of the French team, it was cut off by Evra.

But Huang Bowen hasn't given up yet.

He lunged towards Patrice Evra and then tackled at the ball, and he was going to make a dying resistance.

Foolish......

Patrice smiled at the corners of his mouth and rubbed his left foot towards the ball, he wanted to humiliate Huang Bowen.

He rubbed his left foot, but the man flashed to the right.

But he didn't rub the ball up!

Huang Bowen really tackled the ball! Huang Bowen's tackle was too fast, Evra misjudged, and the ball was stopped as soon as it flew up.

"What?"

"You stupid bastard!"

Vieira scolded in the middle and hurriedly ran over to fill the position, but when he turned his head, Chen Tao's elegant shadow flashed past him and caught the ball swept by Huang Bowen on the ground.

Abidal hurried up to block it.

But Chen Tao cut the instep of his foot, and the ball flew to the middle of the French team's big penalty area!

Thuram and Gala hadn't had time to keep an eye on Dong Fangzhuo at this time, after all, Dong Fangzhuo rushed up from behind to ask for the ball......

The position of the two of them is okay, and if Dong Fangzhuo shoots immediately, there is almost no room to shoot.

"Ah, there's still a chance! Dong Fangzhuo, he got the ball! ”

At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Dong Fangzhuo again.

When Dong Dong Fangzhuo got the ball at his feet, Thuram and Gala also ran to him at the same time, blocking almost all the shooting angles.

But

Between the two of them, Dong Fangzhuo still saw the space to shoot.

His right leg swept forward quickly, and the tip of his right foot stabbed in the middle of the ball.

Bang.

The ball was on the edge of the penalty area and slipped between Thuram and Gala.

Dong Fangzhuo is a stab, not a volley!

The ball drilled through with precision and went straight to the bottom left corner of the goal!

The shot was so unexpected that Barthez didn't even react to the ball.

"This ......"

He watched in amazement as the ball rolled into the goal.

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Eighth World Cup goal!"

"He equalled Ronaldo's World Cup goalscoring miracle."

"Eight balls,"

"Eight goals!"

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"Although the Chinese team lost 2:3, Dong Fangzhuo tied Ronaldo's goal tally in the last World Cup with eight goals."