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2:2, this score is too maddening, the Beijing Workers Stadium is unprecedentedly warm, like a sea of joy.

"Today is a festival for Chinese fans, how long have we not been so happy? Even if we lose this game, I don't think there is any need to be depressed, because we have seen everyone's spirit, as long as there is this spirit, we have reason to believe that the national team can have a bright future! Shen Xiangfu almost burst into tears, quite excited. He and Jin Zhiyang are both explorers and pioneers of Chinese football, and no one is more excited to see what is happening today.

At this time, Belgium is a world powerhouse, even if they only spend half of their strength on football, but the Chinese team is enough to play like this.

Once there is a confrontation in the game, the time will change and the half game will be over.

It's normal to have a draw at half-time, it's not normal to have a 2:2 scoreline! The Chinese team usually can't even play with the Vietnamese team to score two goals in the first half, and now they are drawn with Belgium......

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The first half was so wild, and the second half was naturally even more exciting.

However, Belgium has changed its face.

Belgium scared? Replaced all the main forces! Not a single one is left. Hazard is gone, Januzaj is down, Kompany and Van Bitten are gone, Lukaku is gone, Wilmots is all changed in one go, are they really afraid?

On the Chinese team's side, there was no change in the frontcourt, just the removal of the three defenders and goalkeeper Zeng Cheng. It was clear that Perrin didn't give everyone a chance, as he said before the game.

"Perrin has a lot of trust in the players up front, does he still want to win the game?" Jin Zhiyang vaguely guessed Peilan's intentions, "He is really a coach who dares to speak and do!" But wouldn't it be unfair to the rest of the team? Especially Liu Hao, the probability of him playing in this game is too small, the pace is too fast, and his going up will completely disrupt Peilan's deployment, and even put the Chinese team in the most passive position. ”

Liu Hao sat comfortably on the bench, but Mao Jianqing, who had already been given the opportunity to play, was very depressed. After only playing more than 20 minutes, he was taken down by the coach, can he be happy? Even if it's a friendly match, the playing time is a little lower, why do you have to play a forty-five minute half, being won so early, it shows that Perrin is very dissatisfied with him.

Yu Hai, who replaced him, seemed to have exploded the second spring, and he actually scored twice. Mao Jianqing's psychological pressure increased suddenly, and it was originally a smooth road to return to the national team, but he didn't expect Yu Hai's performance in this position to be more amazing than him......

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, there is competition to make progress, you are depressed, maybe you will score in the next game." Liu Hao comforted in a low voice, he doesn't care about himself, substitutes are normal, like Mao Jianqing, he definitely wants to play well.

"I'm actually depressed not because I was replaced, I'm depressed, why didn't I just like Yu Hai, suddenly came to add someone, but I didn't do what he dared to do, this is what I feel depressed and ashamed of." Mao Jianqing shook his head and said his psychological thoughts.

"Yo, okay, I've learned to summarize, I can teach ...... kids" The guy who can summarize is terrible, Mao Jianqing has this awareness, "I think that no one has a chance, they are all by, if I have someone in front, I will choose to pass the ball without hesitation......"

This is Liu Hao's helplessness. You're going to make him pass, it's harder than ascending to the sky, and it's a miracle that he can sit on the bench.

As Jin Zhiyang said, this game is not suitable for Liu Hao, even if there is a chance for a free kick, Liu Hao will only harm the team.

But...... The little translator Liao Kai walked over to Liu Hao.

"Brother Hao, the head coach told you to be ready at all times, what he meant was that he didn't know when to replace you, but when he called you, you had to go on immediately."

What does this mean?

"Then I can't keep warming up outside?" Liu Hao pointed lightly, this instruction is really incomprehensible.

"I guess so...... That's what he said. Liao Kai was also a little stunned, he shouldn't have made a mistake in translation, right? That's right.

"Lao Jin, you miscalculated again, Liu Hao is warming up now." Shen Xiangfu smiled and teased, "Who will he replace?" ”

“…… Well, I don't know what Perrin is thinking. "Next time, I won't talk nonsense...... Jin Zhiyang stretched his lips, as if he really didn't want to speak, everything he said was wrong, so he didn't say it, right?

Belgium and the Chinese team are like saying yes, and they have lowered the tempo, so that Belgium can avoid injuries, and the Chinese team can also get a relatively satisfactory result, right? At least the atmosphere was not as smoky as it was in the second half of the first half.

Liu Hao has been walking around the sidelines for more than ten minutes, his forehead is already sweating like rain, and Pei Lan has no intention of letting Liu Hao play.

"If Liu Hao continues to walk like this, will he run out of body?" Duan Xuan was very curious, Liu Hao was on those bodies, in his opinion, Liu Hao's warm-up consumed half of his body.

"Perrin is waiting for an opportunity to get Liu Hao on the pitch, and this opportunity will definitely come when a free kick will appear." Where can Jin Zhiyang's mouth be idle, he still can't help but analyze.

"That's how it should be." Shen Xiangfu nodded.

"Yikes! Foul! Here's your chance! Duan Xuan exclaimed, and had to admire Jin Zhiyang's predictive ability.

Pei Lan really waved his hand and asked Ma Mingyu to quickly replace him.

The old horse ran so fast that he ran to the referee as soon as possible......

"Liu Hao! Liu Hao! Liu Hao! The fans stood up with anticipation.

Isn't this ball a gesture for Liu Hao?

The ball hasn't been kicked yet, what are they cheering for? It's not guaranteed to score! Wilmots looked around, puzzled by the reaction of Chinese fans.

However, this guy seems familiar? Wilmots's heart was inexplicably cold.

Chinese...... Chubby? His mind was searching for memories of the past, and Liu Hao had already started to make free throws.

"Is it him?!" Wilmots stretched out his finger, trembling as the ball went into the net......

The guy who stayed in Real Madrid's 10th crown album! He finally remembered, but the ball was already in the net.

"Expected......" After Liu Hao scored, Jin Zhiyang was quite calm, as if he had just seen a penalty kick sent into the goal.

“3:2！ It's amazing! The score was 3:2! We're ahead of the curve! Duan Xuan didn't have Jin Zhiyang's calmness, and he was as excited as a child.

But just when Liu Hao was surrounded by his teammates, the substitution sign was raised again......

"Huh? Liu Hao's end? Make no mistake, right? ”

That's right......

Liu Haoxia, Gao Linshang.

This...... Wilmots stared at Perrin not far away, dumbfounded, and unconsciously patted his head.

Is he stupid, or is the other party stupid?

(The last two chapters today may be late, and there will be no time in the afternoon.) ）