"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"

Neymar gasped hard and removed the headband from his head.

The hood, which had a large checkmark on it, was soaked with sweat, and water could trickle out of it when you held it in your hand.

It's just 45 minutes of play, and he feels a little fluttery.

The muscles all over the body were emitting signs of pain, and the slender legs were wiggling slightly.

He can't remember how many one-on-one attempts he made in the first half, but he knew he hadn't had a single success in front of the guy in the red number eight shirt.

-

"The first half was over, the score was still 1-0, which was a bit unexpected......

Zhang Bin moistened his throat, and then briefly commented on two sentences:

Rafael's fatal mistake after the opening kick-off gave China the chance to score, and Long Shute's lightning goal in the 26th second also became the fastest goal in Olympic history, a record that may be difficult to break for future generations.

After a one-goal lead, the Chinese team began their more familiar defensive counterattack, including Long Shute and other players all retreated in the 30-meter area, only Wu Lei alone cruising in front, the Brazilian team once created a huge threat, but until the halftime whistle, they failed to break through the city guarded by Wang Dalei, for the performance of both sides in the first half, what is Zhang Zhi's evaluation? ”

'There was some luck in the first half, but that's the way it is in football, some players tend to get nervous in the big moments, some have weak legs, slip under their feet, some have stiff movements and even deformities, but I didn't expect a player like Rafael to make that mistake at Manchester United......

Zhang Lu first objectively analyzed the mistakes of the Brazilian team, and then gave his own evaluation:

"Brazil's offensive looks fierce, especially in the middle of the period, Neymar and Oscar frequently break through from the ribs, but in fact they have not been able to attack our vital area, although the players of the Chinese team often lose their position when defending, but they are very energetic, and the complements between teammates are very timely, which makes up for the lack of experience and ability.

On the other hand, on the Brazilian side, their frontcourt attackers are very individual, but they don't seem to have much connection with each other, Neymar is often too sticky after dribbling the ball, he is too pursuing one-on-one competition with Lonsvet, so that he always misses the best passing time, several times Hulk has gotten rid of Zhang Linpeng and ran out of the air, but Neymar has been forced by Lonshette to lose the opportunity to pass......"

"Zhang Zhi's analysis is very good, both sides have their own weaknesses, the Brazilian team wins because the players are excellent in their individual ability, while the Chinese team wins in unity, and the team is more cohesive," Zhang Bin nodded and concluded, "Okay, let's take a little rest and come back in ten minutes." ”

-

"How does it feel?"

Back in the locker room, Long Shute instructed the team's physiotherapists to relax the players' muscles while asking his teammates:

"If anyone has too much physical exertion, tell Coach Li in time, don't insist on it."

It's not always a virtue to grit your teeth and stick to it in a crucial final like this – if a player is half a beat slow in a defence due to a lack of fitness, there is a good chance that the opponent will break through the entire defence.

He focused on asking the players on the two wings, whether it was Zhang Chengdong on the right or Maitijiang on the left, they all said that their physical consumption was normal.

"You have done the most tiring work, captain, how tired can we be?"

The Uyghur guy Maitijiang also gave him a top hat casually.

Central defender Li Xuepeng was the most tired one in the backline, he shook his head and lay directly on the massage chair:

"That Hulk...... It's really not human, it doesn't look as tall as me, once he rushes up, a person can't stop him at all! ”

Zhang Linpeng scratched the back of his head, and pinched his shoulder for him with some embarrassment:

"I'll support you more in the second half, so don't complain."

In the tactical arrangement of the Chinese team, defending Hulk is the common goal of the two of them, but perhaps because of the other players of the Brazilian team, Zhang Linpeng's support for his partner is obviously not enough, so that Li Xuepeng sometimes falls into a one-on-one dilemma with the Hulk.

Fortunately, the football was controlled by Neymar, and the talented teenager who happened once in 50 years in Brazil did not seem to have much trust in the Hulk who was fighting in the Portuguese league, and only passed the ball to him once in the entire first half, so Hulk did not get too many opportunities to directly impact the goal......

-

China's centre-backs had just complained about the Hulk, who were pulled to the side by manager Menezes in the second half, and another striker, Damian, replaced midfielder Sandro and their formation became more aggressive.

But there are pros and cons, with Sandro's exit making Brazil's midfield much less hard, and a mere Romulo is simply not enough to stop Lonshette's advance.

You can't count on the skinny and small Neymar and Oscar to defend, right?

Come on! They're the geniuses of Brazilian football!

Have you ever seen an artist roll up his sleeves and kill a pig himself?

-

In the 58th minute, Brazil organized another wave of attacks.

The possession man is undoubtedly Neymar.

And the Chinese player who is responsible for defending him is still Long Shute.

Football is obviously a game of 22 people, but in this game, it always evolves into a heads-up performance of two people.

You can criticize Neymar for being "alone", but as a genius who comes out in 50 years, he has such capital.

Even from a tactical level, there is nothing wrong with his choice - there is only one Long Shute in the Chinese team, and if he can be defeated completely, then the entire Chinese team will have nothing to fear.

This is the football game of "shooting people first and horses first, catching thieves and catching kings".

This is also a decapitation operation in a football game!

Neymar adjusted the frequency of his steps, and his breathing slowly adjusted.

Long Shute knew that at this time, he would not choose to pass, because he was going to beat himself completely! And step on your own corpse to the throne!

What could be more proof of your strength than a one-on-one defeat of Mr. Golden Ball?!

"Whoosh!"

A flower in front of Longshut's eyes: Neymar suddenly moved!

His eyes are like a positioning radar, trying to find the football at Neymar's feet as soon as possible.

But...... At this moment, Long Shute's heart sank slightly!

No balls?!

His attention just now was very focused, and his gaze did not leave the opponent at all, so he was completely sure that this was not a crotch piercing, nor was it a human ball!

What about football?

-

"It's ......"

Zhang Lu, the commentator in the live broadcast room, widened his eyes.

Zhang Bin beside him was also stunned!

I can only vaguely hear the South American narrator next door shouting like a volcanic eruption:

"It's a rainbow! Neymar uses his exquisite footwork...... Ruthlessly humiliating the Chinese captain! ”

-

The rainbow is indeed Neymar's signature dribble.

He suddenly picked up speed as he slowly advanced, but at the same time he clamped the ball with his feet, and then hooked it into the sky from behind him!

The soccer ball flew up from behind him and over the heads of him and Ronjut, like a beautiful rainbow on the horizon!

This passing action requires a lot of ball control and anticipation from the player, and it also has some flashy flavor, and on some occasions, it has some humiliating meaning - I can break you through with this juggling-like move, so we are not a grade player at all!

-

Neymar passed by Ronshert like the wind.

His heart was full of pride, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

At that moment, he saw the other party's expression.

If he could, he really wanted to film that scene as a memento.

Ronshette's reaction was noticeably slower, and it wasn't until his opponent almost pounced in front of him that he saw the ball flying into the air.

His face was half stunned, half angry.

He's not the fledgling hairy boy!

Neymar, you're doing this trick...... Do you want to slap Lao Tzu in the face?!

-

The football had begun to fall and Neymar was ready to catch it.

Thanks to the blessing of the whole defense of the Chinese team, there is still some distance between the next Chinese team player and Neymar, and he can even think about how to equalize.

Of course, he can't be too laid-back, because the guy behind him could catch up at any moment.

Neymar is not blindly optimistic yet, he is ready to shoot directly from the ball without making any adjustments.

No matter how fast the Chinese captain is...... Doesn't have any chances, does it?

Neymar raised his gaze slightly and began to adjust his pace, he wanted to make sure that he could meet his right foot when the ball fell 30 centimeters above the ground.

His steps suddenly drifted.

This feeling...... It's like a small car driving on the highway, swayed by the wind of a heavy truck whistling by!

Before Neymar could be surprised, he saw a fiery red figure flying diagonally behind him!

That's right, flew!

He saw a face carved out of a knife and an axe, and the eyebrows that flew diagonally into the temples were as sharp as a sword!

"Long Shute has completed the overtake!"

"He's too fast!"

"What's going on?!"

"What the hell is going on?!"

"Did he get on a jet?"

All sorts of questions popped up from the mouths of commentators from various countries.

But now there was no time for them to watch the replay, they could only watch as Ronshit overtook Neymar from behind, and then stretched out his left foot and lifted the falling football back into the sky with a difficult hook to the sky!

"Boom!"

Long Shute landed, and the strong inertia even pushed him forward for a distance of nearly two meters.

In order to stop as soon as possible, he bent over, his hands almost into the roots of the grass, and the gap between his fingers was full of dirt.

Neymar saw his expression, but only for a moment.

"Boom!"

Ronshit kicked hard with both feet and charged behind Neymar!

Behind him, a cloud of dirt and grass roots rose up, and as if calculated, it splashed on Neymar, who turned and chased back!

Who dares to humiliate me?

I'll humiliate your whole team!