"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"8 balls!"

"Goal 8! Dong Fangzhuo, who scored twice, has reached the 17th goal in the World Cup, and there are two goals left from the record of 19 goals set by Ronaldo. ”

Burdisso thought he was going to shoot straight at goal, but Dong Fangzhuo pulled the ball behind him and pulled it to the right to push the ball into the bottom right corner of the goal.

"He's too calm."

"It's the complete opposite of Burdisso, who is at a loss. This is not something that ordinary strikers can do, I believe that basically all strikers are directly kicked at that moment, but Dong Fangzhuo did not do this, he knew very well that Burdisso would reach out and intercept, so he made a more beautiful choice between lightning and flint. ”

'That's why he's the strongest striker.'

"At this time, many Argentine fans should miss Samuel and Zanetti, if they are, maybe the Argentine defense will not be like this, of course, the Chinese fans will thank Maradona for not calling up Zanetti and Samuel, the two Inter Milan backline."

"2:1, the Chinese team reversed the score!"

"In the 39th minute, the Chinese team led Argentina 2:1."

Burdisso's expression was very stiff, and Mu Ne's eyes flickered left and right, completely devoid of a trace of brilliance.

This is typical of losing one's soul after a major blow.

The teammates around him gave him complaining glances.

Why didn't you look at Dong Fangzhuo?

Why didn't you stop him from shooting?

You won't turn around?

Romero's eyes were even more resentful as he had already made a world-class save.

But now you are like a log, letting Dong Fangzhuo take the ball and turn around, and push and shoot behind you?

Fack!

Maradona's face was constantly twitching, his little short legs walked left and right, and he was going around the command area anyway, and he felt like he was confined here, without shame!

He didn't like it.

Powerful Argentina, like him, was humiliated and humiliated by Dong Fangzhuo.

That guy!

It's all that guy!

Messi, what the hell are you doing.

Don't you want to defeat Dong Fangzhuo? Don't you want to be number one in the world? Now is your best chance.

If you don't defeat him, then you will be ridden under him forever. This is not the attitude that a successor should have! You are my successor, you are the hope of the whole of Argentina......

But what are you doing now?

Maradona was somewhat angry with Messi.

Messi is too useless, Higuain is useless, Tevez is useless, it's all useless!

What about my son-in-law?

My son-in-law, yes, I want my son-in-law, I want him to appear, he is the most trustworthy, you are not.

Maradona's eyes moved from the field to the bench, where his son-in-law sat quietly, as if something was not his business.

But in Maradona's view, his son-in-law was in a very calm state......

The Argentine fans in the stands all drooped their heads, without a trace of blood on their faces, and Dong Fangzhuo's two consecutive goals made them completely languishing, and they didn't even have the strength to shout.

Unless Argentina can score again, they really won't be able to hold their heads up.

Messi?

They also set their sights on Messi, who called Messi the star of Argentina......

Beep

The game continued, but time was running out in the first half.

Steady!

Before the game restarted, Dong told his teammates to hold on to the game.

There is not much time left, and now that the score is ahead, it can only be Argentina who is anxious, not them.

Tevez took the ball on the left side, changed direction twice in a row, tossed Zhang Linpeng to death, and then changed to the middle with the ball.

"Dangerous, Messi's side is empty, Huang Bowen is not staring."

Messi ran to his side, but Tevez ignored it and didn't pass the ball at all.

Syllable!

Zheng Zhi brought him down in the middle and gave Argentina a set-piece opportunity in front.

'Thankfully, Tevez didn't pass the ball and Messi was already in motion.'

"If the ball is passed, Messi is likely to burst into the box with the ball."

Messi pursed his lips, stopped talking, and finally said nothing, bent down to pick up the ball, and then put it back in the happy position.

Tevez twisted his head to the stands, not looking at Messi at all, and it seemed that both men knew it, but they didn't say it.

White-eyed wolf, who assisted the goal just now?

You Tevez doesn't pass? Then you didn't create a chance to shoot.

Created set-pieces, or I'm Messi's.

Messi is Argentina's number one penalty taker from set-pieces, and he has that power whenever he wants to stand in front of the ball.

"22 meters in the middle of the penalty area, this position is very dangerous, the human wall should be lined up, Messi's footwork free kick footwork is still good, he can play a very good arc ball, you can play the left, you can also play the right. This ball is really hard to defend, huh? ”

Dong Fangzhuo, Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng chose to stand on the right, after all, Messi uses his left foot and prefers to play on the right.

Messi frowned, took three steps back, and didn't have much running distance.

His free-kicks don't win with power, they play with skill and play with angles.

Beep

The referee's whistle is directed towards.

He pressed his body so low that it was almost like he was falling on the turf.

bang

The ball he kicked with his left foot quickly climbed up from the turf, and whew, the ball flew over Dong Fangzhuo's head, drawing a beautiful line and flying to the upper right corner of the goal.

Zeng Cheng quickly moved to this side, and then jumped quickly.

But

The angle is very bitten!

Can't stop it!

Yes......

He snorted.

Duang!

The ball actually hit the lintel!

Whew—

The Argentine fans, who had folded their hands and prayed for Messi to score a free kick, instantly screamed.

The ball bounces off the baseline.

Fack! Maradona roared in his heart.

It's a big joke! How can the lintel stop Messi's goal?

Is there a grudge against Argentina?

"Haha!"

"Well deserved!"

"It's just paying off the debt for the offside goal, and you have today."

The Chinese fans on the sidelines immediately let out loud laughter.

"If you don't die in a catastrophe, you will be blessed!"

Messi's face was like ashes, and he shook his head vigorously.

Alas......

Sighing, he drooped his head and walked back, forgetting to press again.

Zhu Ting took the ball on the left side, and Rodriguez stepped forward to force it, but Zhu Ting handed the ball to Zheng Zhi, and Zheng Zhi transferred it with a big diagonal pass.

Feng Renliang plugged in on the right side to the middle.

"Oops, good shot!"

The ball passed by Zheng Zhi was like precise guidance, and the landing point was quite perfect, Feng Renliang and Heinze chased the ball at the same time, Feng Renliang did not choose to stop the ball, but volleyed directly!

Difficult shots!

Knock –

The ball flew straight into the stands!

Beep

With a long whistle, the first half of the game was finally over.

"At the end of the first half, the Chinese team led Argentina 2:1, and Argentina took the lead with an offside goal, but then Dong Fangzhuo scored two strong reversals, and now the two sides enter the halftime break and fight again after 15 minutes."

Dong Fangzhuo high-fived his teammates one by one, not to celebrate the victory, but to express his affection for his teammates

"Played well!"

"The second half continues!"

"Feng Xiaoting, hard work."

"Zhu Ting, don't let Messi touch your balls,"

"Xiao Zhang, you can play more resolutely."

Although Zheng Zhicai is the captain, Dong Fangzhuo's influence is no worse than him. And after all, Dong Fangzhuo has been in the European giants for a long time and has been the captain for many years, and he knows how to motivate his teammates, which Zheng Zhi does not have.

Although Zheng Zhi has also played in Europe for many years, he will definitely not have the influence and competition experience of Dong Fangzhuo.

He brought everyone together, and 11 people walked into the tunnel almost hand in hand.

This is really in stark contrast to the Argentine players, Messi almost all of them buried their heads and left the stadium with a dead face.

In the locker room, Maradona's roar can almost be transmitted to the Chinese team.

It wasn't long before I heard a loud roar. Although I don't know what Maradona is scolding, I think about it with my heels and know that I am very dissatisfied with his players.

Maradona is going to lead the team to the quarterfinals of the World Cup, but now he is behind the Chinese team?

Isn't this face crackled?

However, the Argentine team is full of big names, and Maradona may not be able to scold, even if he listens to it on the surface, he may not be able to scold it in his heart.

In the locker room of the Chinese team, Crowchen's tone was very calm, unhurried and unhurried, and he clearly told his players what would happen in the second half.

"The battle has only just begun, and we are still quite far from victory."

"They'll be like roaring lions, they'll pounce like we do."

"They will constantly ravage our flanks and endlessly try to destroy our defences."

"They're going to bite us with speed and technology."

"From now on, we're going to be ready for anything, and when we get back on the pitch, we're going to get into the fight right away!"

"No matter how they flood the beasts, we must use our fearless bodies to keep an eye on their attacks!"

"Children, don't be afraid of them! They're just cornered beasts! ”

"And we're hunters with shotguns."

"We just need to defend calmly and wait for a chance to kill them."

"Believe me, this opportunity will come."

"As long as we are patient enough, we form a line of defense that makes them desperate......"

"Okay, show your real skills, let them take a good look, they Argentina is nothing!"

"Go send them another failure, kick their ass, send them home!"

In the rematch, both sides showed no substitutions, but on the Argentine side, Aguero, Pastore and Palermo were already warming up......

"Remember!"

"The battle starts from the first second!"

"Come on!"

"Drink!"

Eleven Chinese fighters waved their arms at the same time.

Beep –

Argentina drove the ball, Mascherano immediately handed the ball to the right side, Messi took the ball, took two steps, and immediately swept the ball to the middle.

His style of play was obviously more indirect than in the first half.

The ball was looking for Higuain, but Higuain couldn't grab a point at all under the attack of Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng.

On the contrary, Zeng Cheng made a decisive attack and hugged the ball into his arms.

Throw it away!

Yes, Zeng Cheng immediately threw the ball out.

Feng Renliang!

This guy rushed up from the right like a civet.

Take a step ahead and lift your right foot to unload the ball!

He was fast in his own right, and this rush, immediately hit the ball and rushed to the halfway line.

"Xiao Feng."

Dong Fangzhuo got the ball, and Feng Renliang continued to step forward without the ball.

rustle,

A yin wind came from Dong Fangzhuo's right side.

Di Maria!

He quickly shoveled and hooked, and directly hooked Dong Fangzhuo to the ground.

Beep

Fouled.

Di Maria was booked.

"Di Maria was in terrible form today, there were almost no breakthroughs, the first half was like an invisible man, the ball was given to the middle, or to Messi. His breakthrough should be a sharp weapon, but I haven't seen it today......"

"Maybe it's a tactical need! His name means angel, but I feel like his wings are tied. ”

'It was a tactical foul and apparently Di Maria got some instructions.

syllable

Zhao Xuri took a set-piece near the halfway line, but still passed the ball forward to Dong Fangzhuo.

Dong Fangzhuo ran sideways, facing the encirclement of Mascherano, his right foot moved forward, directly changing the direction of the ball's flight and running to the left.

Although Mascherano was not shaken, the distance between the two was widened by Dong Fangzhuo.

This bastard, just bully me for being slow! Mascherano gritted his teeth in hatred. Dong Fangzhuo seems to have a hundred ways to get rid of him!

Hmmm-

Before he could get closer, Dong Fangzhuo's left foot had already passed the ball out.

This time, the ball was passed to the outside instep, and the ball was directly handed to Mao Jianqing's feet.

call

Before Mascherano could adjust his body, Dong Fangzhuo flashed past him and rushed up.

Gap......

Mascherano secretly complained in his heart, but he couldn't stop him. Dong Fangzhuo's running is never as feminine as Messi, but bold and striding meteors.

Mao Jianqing crossed on the left side, and Dong Fangzhuo got the ball again.

With a slap on his right foot, while Mao Jianqing on the left pulled back, Zhu Ting inserted it!

Otamendi was stunned, and he didn't know who to talk to, so Dong Fangzhuo immediately sent it to the straight stopper!

"It's broken!"

"Dong Fangzhuo tore through Argentina's defense."

This time it looks so dazzling, the tactical coordination of the Chinese team is too beautiful, it is completely more flowering and a hundred flowers blooming.

For a while, there were actually three receiving points in Argentina's big penalty area, and it was Zhu Ting who held the ball, but it was Mao Jianqing, Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Renliang who responded.

Who is it?

The Argentine defenders were thinking about it too, but they didn't have any time!

Smack-

Zhu Ting kicked the pass!

There was no inverted triangle pass, and there was no kickback of the ball to Mao Jianqing, but a vigorous horizontal pass in front of the goal!

"Feng Renliang!"

"Feng Renliang!"

Feng Renliang quickly got rid of Heinze, and this time it was like jumping into the sea.

Syllable!

He took it for granted.

Demichelis intercepts with a sliding tackle in the middle!

yes

You just can't let the ball rush behind you.

Precision!

Pretty!

"Ahh

"Demichelis! Oolong! ”

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