Chapter 345: Magical Script

Han Sen and the players on the field also looked at each other after the entire broadcast, and then their eyes suddenly glowed!

Without waiting for Han Sen to say anything first, Li Weifeng in the back court took the lead in speaking: "Brothers! Just one! ”

The coaching staff off the field also reacted quickly: "Han Peng! Don't stay in the back anymore, go up! ”

Obviously, at this moment, scoring a goal has become the common wish of the Chinese players and even the fans, and this desire has formed a huge aura, just waiting for that goal to detonate!

"Now is the time to really fight for your life!" Li Xinran had already calculated the relationship between victory and defeat on the notepad, and immediately returned the notebook to Xu Yun excitedly, and then stood up on the ground.

"Master in front, don't get in the way, we can't see it." The fans in the back immediately stabbed Li Xinran with the small flag in their hands, and Li Xinran, who didn't have time to pose as a coach in his habit, hurriedly lowered his head and sat down.

"The Chinese Olympic team is completely desperate, except for Dong Fangzhuo, the four forwards are all on the field, plus Han Sen in the back row, and the five offensive players are ready to launch a zuihou attack on the goal of the Brazilian Olympic team! It's just a goal! Liu Jianhong's enthusiasm was also mobilized in an instant, and the commentary language was like a cannon. Zhang Lu had no time to explain, but stared at the situation on the field.

Han Sen, as a forward midfielder, used to command at most three strikers to attack, but now he is commanding four strikers for the first time, which is a very peculiar feeling. It's also wonderful. Zhao Xuri and Zhou Haibin no longer participated in the attack, but broke the ball behind Han Sen specifically, while Zhu Ting and Jiang Ning were left and right. Han Peng and Gao Lin were in the middle, both waiting for Han Sen's dispatch.

One more person is one more choice, one more line to get out of the ball, one more confusion. Han Sen was also well aware of this truth in the face of a fierce attack. And the most important thing now is that it is different from the previous fear of being equalized or defeated by the Chinese team. Now, even if the Chinese Olympic team scores a goal, the Brazilian Olympic team can also win all three games and top the group without injury, plus facing an almost crazy host. It seems that giving face is a happy thing, so the Brazilian Olympic team is also fighting and retreating, just tightening the fence, now. Whether or not to score a goal depends on the Chinese Olympic team's own.

The clock was in the 83rd minute. The Chinese Olympic team's offensive wave after wave, and the shouts and cheers of the fans have not stopped, but the goal has not come for a long time, and the Brazilian Olympic team has also adopted a tactic of delaying time at the moment, replacing two players in a row, replacing No. 2 Raphinha and No. 18 Joe, replacing No. 15 Diego and No. 13 Ilson.

Diego, Hansen felt more open in midfield. After intercepting the goal kick from the Brazilian Olympic team in the center circle, Han Sen strode forward. In front of him was a dense crowd of players from both sides, and Han Sen stepped forward as if he was alone against the heroes, and the visual effect was very strong.

"Someone!" Han Sen shouted as he dribbled the ball, he knew that even if there were four strikers, if they were all like a fierce man diving into it, there would be no way to score.

Gao Lin, as the player closest to Han Sen in Jishu's characteristics and current position, first understood what Han Sen meant, and quickly took the initiative to bring out the opponent's Thiago? Silva, and then retreated to meet Han Sen, Han Sen finally saw someone coming out of the mixed crowd, still wearing red clothes, so he didn't hesitate and kicked straight at Gao Lin's feet.

Before Gao Lin could touch the ball, Han Sen had already quickly plugged it in, and shouted at Gao Lin as he ran: "Give it back to me!" ”

Gao Lin naturally knew what Han Sen meant, so he didn't turn around, and directly flicked the outside of his foot, and the ball was returned to Han Sen, who had just been replaced on the field, saw that Han Sen was fierce, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly threw away Han Peng next to him to block Han Sen, and Han Sen seemed to be waiting for Raphinha to come up this time, he didn't choose to touch the ball, but suddenly split his legs in the run, let the ball pass between his legs, and immediately let Raphinha pounce. The ball rolled from between the two to Han Peng's feet, Han Peng didn't expect the ball to come to his feet so smoothly, he was overjoyed, and he was ready to break into it with the ball. Brenaud on this side is still staring at Zhu Ting! Raphinha naturally knew that something was wrong behind him, so he turned around and was desperate, lying down was a tackle, Han Peng couldn't dodge, and was swept by Raphinha on the line of the penalty area, and the whole person fell into the penalty area!

The referee blew the whistle, and the whole audience was in an uproar, because no matter from which point of view, it was like a penalty!

"Penalty! Is it a penalty? Liu Jianhong hurriedly stood up from the commentary seat, "At this time, a penalty kick is the lifesaver for the Chinese Olympic team!" ”

Zhang Lu also narrowed his small eyes and dragged a long tone: "It doesn't seem to be!" ”

"It's not a penalty, damn it!" Wei Miao slapped her thigh hatefully, and suddenly realized that she was swearing in front of her elders again, but looking back, it seemed that Xu Yun and Han Sen's parents didn't pay much attention to the game on the field, but chatted with each other in this complicated situation.

"On the line of the penalty area, it doesn't look like the referee running over!" Li Xinran was very calm.

Sure enough, the referee signaled that this was a free kick on the penalty line, and Han Sen also stood there and let out a long breath, thinking to himself, Damn, the Football Association's left public relations and right public relations, now it is a few minutes before it is public, how good it is to make a free kick on the penalty line, if you really have to do a good job, this ball is such a big deal.

In the first half, Zhou Haibin missed a free kick a little farther away, and at halftime, Wang Yiming made it clear that Han Sen was responsible for the free kick within 30 meters, so Han Sen also stepped forward to pick up the ball and put it in place under the referee's instructions.

At this time, the broadcast of the Qinhuangdao Olympic Sports Center sounded again, and the audience was silent again, even Han Sen's action of placing the ball paused, and only the announcer's energetic baritone broadcast: "In the 86th minute, the match between Belgium and New Zealand has ended, and the final score is Belgium 2-1 New Zealand." ”

As soon as the radio sounded, Han Sen also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the fans in the audience cheered even more.

"The latest news is that the match between Belgium and New Zealand has ended, while the Chinese Olympic team and the Brazilian Olympic team still have a few minutes to go." Liu Jianhong said excitedly, "Now all the game scripts have come to the most satisfactory link for the Chinese Olympic team, and the only thing is to see if the Chinese Olympic team can score this crucial goal!" Perhaps, it's this free-kick. ”

The human wall of the Brazilian Olympic team has been lined up on the line of the small penalty area, and this free kick slightly on the left side of the arc of the penalty area is just suitable for the play of the right-footed player, and Han Sen also withdrew from the running distance, waiting for the referee's whistle!

"Han Sen took this free kick, he has saved the Chinese Olympic team in the first two games in a row, saving Chinese football, so now he can use this opportunity to save the game again?" Liu Jianhong couldn't help but fold his hands and didn't dare to say another word.

At this moment, Han Sen suddenly felt that the hustle and bustle of the Qinhuangdao Olympic Sports Center was leaving him for a moment, as if he could only hear his own heartbeat between heaven and earth, and the touch of the hollowed out body at the moment was extremely keen, even the sharp grass roots on the turf could be sensed through the soles of his shoes, Han Sen started slowly, just like those days at the Beijing Institute of Economics and Business, those at the Chongming Island base, and those at the Mallorca training base, carrying the No. 13 on his back, measured the pace, calmly swinging his arms, and calmly swinging his legs...... What remains unchanged is the eternal and static goal, and the docile and immovable ball! What has changed is the opponent, the college teams in Beijing, the low-level league clubs in China, the La Liga champions, and the current football kingdom Brazil......

With a bang, the ball was hit by Han Sen's kick, like a bullet out of the chamber, from the Brazilian Olympic team jumped under the wall into the net, this shot was as fast as the wind and lightning, the opponent's goalkeeper Reina did not see how the ball came, it had already grazed the inside of the left post into the net!

2 to 3! In the 87th minute of the game, Han Sen scored the most important free kick of the Chinese Olympic team in this Olympic Games and even in the entire history of Chinese football! (To be continued......)