Woo woo woo,

Woo woo woo,

The sound of woo vu zu la is like billions of flies flying into the stadium in an instant! This time, the Chinese fans celebrated Dong Fangzhuo's goal with Woo Vu Zula.

When the first goal was scored, they weren't used to playing with this kind of thing, but this goal they blew Vuvuzula over.

The anger and depression in the final moments of the first half were all vented at this moment.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

The names of the heroes resounded throughout the stadium, and the deafening sound seemed to collapse the stadium.

The Chinese fans in front of the TV set were even more so, at that moment, in the middle of the night, all the city was on a climax, and the whole stadium was full of joy and thunder, like an atomic bomb exploding through the night sky.

The old man Crowchen finally couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, jumped directly on the body of the team leader Zhu Heyuan, and kissed Zhu Heyuan on the face several times.

In the stands, the injured Sun Jihai raised his arms high, habitually grabbed a black girl next to him and kissed him......

The sunset over Boroguani was beautiful, but in the eyes of French fans, it was a bloody sun, like the bubbling blood left behind by the French team, and they were about to die.

Platini covered his face with his hands, hiding all the pain and not letting himself be too out of shape in front of everyone.

Under the Eiffel Tower in France, all French fans were pessimistic, and even some French fans scolded Dong Fangzhuo several times on the spot, but most of the fans would choose to scold Gala and Saña, because they were the culprits of the tragedy.

The French team fell behind again, and this time, Domenech finally did not calm down, and could no longer pretend to be calm. His body wasn't shaking.

Why!

Why lag behind again!

It's so uncompetitive, these bastards, they don't deserve to be French internationals.

His heart was angry, he was roaring, he was quite unhappy with the players on the field.

God has given us a chance, even two, but what are you doing? Unrepentant!

No, the French team needs at least one draw.

It can't be like this!

He turned around and began to search the bench. He needs to find a hero to step up, and the French team needs a hero.

The guy who just came on the pitch wasn't, not everyone on the field.

He needs Wiltord, he needs Trezeguet, but none of those people are in the national team.

he

yes

Only Henry.

At that moment, he denied all his previous judgments, since everyone is not a hero, then there is only Henry. He seems to have forgotten that he had reversed his pre-game decision to let Henry start, and he now wants to pin all his hopes on him.

It's not their own expectations, the French all want Henry to come to the rescue of the French team.

Okay, then now is your chance. You still have more than twenty minutes to go, and you can......

Henry finally took off his coat and began to warm up.

The camera is shown to Henry, Henry's eyes are calm, even a little tired, and when he takes off his coat, he looks a little careless.

There was so little time left for him that he was even forgotten by Domenech.

He began to move step by step, gradually picking up his pace, and Domenech would surely send him out soon.

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"Alas, it's a little late."

"Henry should have been played at the beginning of the second half!"

"There's not much time left for him, only about 20 minutes."

"The hopes of the French are all in him."

"A draw doesn't hold the initiative in your hands, but it's better than a loss......

Lizarazu also lost his confidence, and it seemed that the scene of 2002 was going to be repeated, and although the situation was nowhere near as bad as it was then, and France had not really been eliminated, the feeling of not being able to control their fate was too bad.

Henry had been warming up on the sidelines for less than two minutes before he came on to replace Govu.

"Henry,"

"Actually, if we are more serious, he is 33 years old, and if he leaves the major leagues next season, how much fighting power does he have? He's a scary name, he's a legend, but he's not necessarily going to save France. Younger Anelka can't, can he? ”

"As long as we focus on defending and keep an eye on him, he's not that scary."

When Henry came up, he switched positions with Ribery, with Henry playing on the left and Ribery on the right.

The French team had to press out all their forces again, and Crouchen still didn't make any moves, and no one was replaced. Now it seems that these players on the pitch are doing well, and Krauchen does not want to upset those balances.

Even if Zheng Zhi got a yellow card and Li Weifeng also got a yellow card, he dared to let them stay on the field. Of course, Chen Tao, Hao Junmin, Qu Bo, Zhou Haibin and so on on the sidelines have been warming up and ready to play at any time.

Henry got the ball soon after coming up, but he didn't choose to break through Zhang Linpeng from the left, but chose to cross the middle of the middle. Zhang Linpeng himself was a little surprised, shouldn't the emperor burst out with the ball?

Not at all?

The ball was passed to Malouda, who split the ball to Ribery in the middle, and Ribery swept the ball across the middle, and Gignac volleyed directly over the crossbar without making adjustments.

After wasting this attack, the Chinese team controlled the ball at their feet again, and the French players began to get anxious and kept flying at the feet of the Chinese players.

Even Henry was no exception, and even put a tackle directly in the 76th minute and knocked down Huang Bowen.

Huang Bowen screamed in pain, and the referee directly gave Henry a yellow card.

"God, you weren't asked to come up and shoot, not to get your license!"

"You should go shoot!"

French fans are also irrational, and this accusation is quite unreasonable and harsh.

The Chinese team safely kicked the ball back to Feng Xiaoting, Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng fell in succession, and did not intend to pass the ball forward, and deafening boos immediately rang out from the stands.

This is obviously delaying time and playing negatively, and of course French fans are unwilling.

'The back line did a good job, after all, we were ahead, we could keep the ball as much as we could, we couldn't easily throw away the ball, and it was useless for the Frenchman to boo.

"Now even Dong Fangzhuo has returned to the Chinese team's half, and he needs to join the defense."

There was no way, the French player could only continue to pounce on the ball, trying to break the ball from the feet of the Chinese team, Li Weifeng could only kick the ball forward, but he did not drive the ball to the middle, but walked to the side.

Feng Renliang and French captain Patrice Evra fought to the death, but the ball flew directly out of the sideline.

Patrice Evra rushed straight outside to pick up the ball, and was just about to throw it out, when there was a beep and the whistle blew.

The Chinese team finally began to make substitutions, Chen Tao went up, Gao Lin went down.

"Chen Tao?"

"Is this to let Dong Fangzhuo go up and play as a striker?"

"It should be like this, there are still ten minutes left, let Dong Fangzhuo go up and rush, suppress the French team's backline, and don't let them press too much."

Gao Lin walked very slowly when he left the game, like a walk, completely ignoring the boos of the French fans in the stadium, which was of course another tactic to stall for time.

Not only that, Gao Lin also raised his hands and applauded gently!

"Gao Lin tried his best today, although there is no credit, but there must be hard work, he still played a leading role in the front court today, although he also missed the opportunity to score......"

Ribery was reluctant and went to the referee to protest, but it was not against the law, and his protest was useless.

Finally, Chen Tao came on the field, and Evra threw a throw-in, but Feng Renliang fouled in the front court.

Beep

The game was interrupted again.

Then, something that made the French even more angry happened, the Chinese team raised a substitution sign again, Zhou Haibin appeared on the stage, and Huang Bowen went down.

The French live broadcast room finally scolded.

"Bastard, the tactics of the Germans are so shameless, can't he change two at once, do you have to change one by one?"

"I've never seen such a shameless tactic!"

When Huang Bowen left the game, he walked even slower than Gao Lin......

After such a toss, the game came to 83 minutes, and there was not much time left for the French team. The game resumed, Diaby handed the ball to Henry on the left, and Henry dribbled the ball in front of Zhang Linpeng and then swept the ball to the middle.

"Fack!"

"This guy ......"

French fans are helpless, is this still the dominant Henry?

Why not break through!

French fans are dissatisfied again.

However, they forgot that Henry was already a 34-year-old Henry......

The ball eventually came to the feet of Ribery, who took the ball in the middle of the penalty area, continuously crossed the left side of the box, and finally forced his foot to shoot in the corner of the box.

But how can such a shot in front of him easily break the goal?

The ball was ridiculously high, Zeng Cheng picked up the ball slowly, and was about to kick the ball out, but found that Zheng Zhi had fallen.

The captain of the Chinese team fell.

"Zheng Zhi has cramps."

"Ahem, he's cramping."

"It's not ...... good"

Zheng Zhi covered his left calf with both hands and groaned in pain on the turf.

Dong Fangzhuo was by his side, walked over and grabbed Zheng Zhi's left foot in a good way, helped him press his leg, and Zheng Zhi closed his eyes tightly in pain from beginning to end.

"Die, Chinese."

"Is there anyone more shameless than you?"

"Stand up, don't act, you're so ugly!"

"Ahh

Time ticked and slipped away for a few more minutes.

"Time is running out for France, there are four minutes left."

Zheng Zhi finally got up unharmed, where it looks like a cramp, the people of the whole country know that Zheng Zhi didn't take the wrong name, he is really smart!

Zeng Cheng kicked the ball out, and the French team really pressed the whole army this time and made a last stand. Dong Fangzhuo fought for the top in front, but Galla and Abidal still snatched the ball.

Malouda won the ball in the middle, he was not hopeful about Henry, but passed the ball to Ribery and rushed up himself. Backfield? I can't care about that much anymore.

Ribery with an angry face is still walking like flying, Zhu Ting, who is guarding the left side, finally can't keep up with Ribery's footsteps, but fortunately, Huang Bowen's supplement, no matter how awesome Ribery is, he can't pass people in a row, although he tried his best to get rid of Huang Bowen again, but Zheng Zhi broke the ball in the middle.

The French team is completely messed up......

Zheng Zhi handed the ball to Chen Tao, and at this time, there was no one around Chen Tao?

Diabi ran towards him, but how could Chen Tao, who had just come up, let him get closer, he rushed forward with the ball for more than ten meters, Abidal and Gala didn't dare to pounce forward, because Dong Fangzhuo was between them.

For them, Dong Fangzhuo is the most terrifying at this time, what is Chen Tao?

But Chen Tao likes this, if you don't come, then I'll keep bringing the ball forward.

Therefore, he quickly rushed to the front of the French team's big penalty area, and flicked the outside of his right foot.

Feng Renliang and the captain of the French team are fighting again!

call

call

The two men gasped, and no one let anyone, and once again rushed into the right side of the French team's big penalty area at the same time.

How similar it was to the opening of the first half, both of them wanted to grab the ball first, but this time, Feng Renliang stepped first!

syllable

He fell first......

"I'm grass!"

"Feng Renliang ......"

The referee didn't blow it!

The ball bounced off his foot.

Diaby gasped for a halt and just turned around.

Bang –

Zheng Zhi actually bumped into it fiercely.

Beep

Fouled.

Then, under the gaze of hundreds of millions of people across the country, Zheng Zhi got a yellow card again, two yellows turned into one red, and was expelled by the red card.

"This ......"

"This guy, did you shuffle the cards on purpose?"

Zheng Zhi got up from the turf, then walked up to the referee and explained very gently......

There were a lot of beeps, but the referee still expelled him from the game, but there was another thing, he took off the captain's armband and put it on Dong Fangzhuo very seriously.

"One minute left,"

"Resist it......"

After Zheng Zhi got off the field, the French immediately kicked the ball forward, leaving them too little time to do! There were only two minutes of stoppage time.

Diaby held the ball in the middle, and all the Frenchmen pressed through the half, but the Chinese team had all retreated, densely packed with Chinese players. Diaby was also in a trance and didn't know who to pass the ball to.

After all, he still habitually saw Henry's figure, Henry was cruising from the left to the middle, and on the right, Ribery raised his hands high, Diaby was stunned, and he pushed the ball towards Henry.

Whoosh –

Zhang Linpeng quickly grabbed in front of Henry and broke the ball!

"Beautiful!"

It's just Zhang Linpeng's most beautiful performance in this game!

Perfect, stunning.

Hmmm-

He can still play a bocce ball, and he is still looking for Feng Renliang.

Feng Renliang rushed forward quickly!

This time, Dong Fangzhuo didn't rush up because he was defending in the penalty area just now, there was only one Feng Renliang.

"What a chance!"

"What a chance!"

Chinese fans are very excited!

Feng Renliang caught up with the ball, and Abidal kept retreating, until he was in the line of the big penalty area, and he intersected with Feng Renliang who was killing on the right.

Feng Renliang's left foot swept the ball to the left, easily shook off Abidal, and then immediately got up with his left foot!

Gala can't care so much, just shovel it immediately!

But after Feng Renliang's left foot fell, he flicked the outside instep to the left again......

Beep!

This time, the referee finally showed his eyes.

"Penalty!"

"Penalty!"

"Dong Fangzhuo is possessed!"

"Feng Renliang got rid of Abidal and Gala in the big penalty area in a row, creating a penalty opportunity, this time the referee did not make a mistake, he decisively awarded the Chinese team a penalty!"

"Dong Fangzhuo will definitely be able to score this penalty, and the French team is going to cry."

"If they lose 1:3 to the Chinese team, then they are basically done with the game, and only theoretical hope remains."

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"It's over, it's ...... played thoroughly"

"It's not a question of losing a game anymore."

Lizarazu leaned back in his chair, no longer had any strength, and the commentary had lost all meaning.

Now all the French are watching as the French team is divided into capital punishment......

This is lying on the guillotine, waiting for the executioner Dong Fangzhuo to cut off his head.

"Dong Fangzhuo, his penalty kick is nine out of ten, and he won't miss it at all."

"In this way, the Chinese team will become the first team in the World Cup to advance to the round of 16 of the World Cup, and the three points will not be able to run."

"Hey, it doesn't seem that Dong Fangzhuo came to punish him?"

Dong Fangzhuo beckoned to Feng Renliang.

"Xiao Feng, you can punish it."

"Brother Dong? Are you sure? Feng Renliang was not frightened, but quite excited, and he didn't dare to believe his ears.

"I'm fine?"

"Yes, you're doing so well, this ball is yours."

"Hmm." After getting the confirmation, Feng Renliang became serious.

"Feng Renliang, ......"

"Xiao Feng can also be punished, anyway, this goal actually doesn't affect the overall situation, it doesn't matter if you score or not, it's just that Dong Fangzhuo could have scored 6 goals......"

"Feng Renliang has a big heart, he can also hit the ball in."

"Once upon a time, the Chinese team didn't care about a penalty kick anymore?"

Although the French players are standing outside the big penalty area, their eyes have completely dimmed, and it is estimated that even if the penalty is saved, they are not willing to grab it again.

Because, there is no time.

Feng Renliang stood outside the big penalty area, and he couldn't wait for the referee to blow the whistle.

Beep

He initiated,

Rushing to the ball, his right foot resolutely pumped on the ball, but the next moment, the ball's flight path was particularly unexpected by everyone.

Spoon!

You're kicking out a spoon!

Yes!

Feng Renliang!

Surprise all Chinese fans! Astonished! Marvel!

"Feng Renliang!"

"You don't just have a big heart......

The ball flew into the goal as he wished, and Lloris had no choice but to do it.

"Feng Renliang, ......"

Dong Fangzhuo was also shocked by Feng Renliang......

This kid, you can't let him take penalties in the future, it's dangerous!

Beep

Beep

Beep

It's game over!

"It's over!"

"It's over!"

The Chinese team defeated the French team 3:1, won all two games and accumulated 6 points, becoming the first national team in South Africa to advance to the round of 16 in the World Cup. Now, we can celebrate......"

"The excellent performance of Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Renliang brought us a big victory."

"France, goodbye!"

"Take your Gou and leave South Africa!"