Chapter 498 The Miracle Is Evened
As expected, Abidal moved to the center and Evra recovered. The French team is now equivalent to playing five defenders. Domenech's team looks quite pragmatic...
Before, he was cursing Krauchen off the court for playing conservative football, but as soon as the French team took the lead, he also turned against him. Nothing is more important than promotion. Now he also chooses to defend, although Evra is nominally He is a winger, but he is actually a defender.
But no matter what, the Chinese team has only one way to attack, which is to press forward and attack. Even if the French team is very strong, the Chinese team is likely to be attacked by the French.
They can do it if they get the chance.
But now the forward of the French team is not Henry, but Trezeguet. For Li Weifeng and Sun Jihai, the pressure becomes smaller. As long as Trezeguet stays away from the penalty area, Trezeguet's power will be reduced. Reduced by 90%.
In the 84th minute, Zheng Zhi brought the ball up and stuffed the ball to the right side of the French team's penalty area. Huang Bowen made a determined move.
Huang Bowen, who was sent off with a red card in the second round of the group stage, has been holding his breath and wants to contribute to the Chinese team. This time he went forward very decisively.
He didn't care whether there were any teammates in the penalty area, he just passed the ball with one kick!
Dong Fangzhuo had already been overwhelmed by the French defender, but Gala still did not dare to be careless and kicked the ball directly out of the baseline!
"Don't panic!"
Zidane, wearing the captain's armband, quickly asked his teammates to calm down and continue to defend corner kicks.
Even Trezeguet ran back to participate in corner kick defense.
Hao Junmin took a corner kick on the right. The French team's penalty area was crowded with people. As many as five people from the Chinese team entered the penalty area, but the ball was actually blocked by Therese who returned to defend.
Zhao Xuri rushed forward and kicked him.
Boom——
The ball hit the tall Vieira and flew out of the baseline.
Keep taking the corner kick!
"Okay, just like this, if we press the French team, they will definitely have loopholes."
"Keep it up."
Hao Junmin ran to the left and continued to take a corner kick. This time the ball landed at the back point. Li Weifeng jumped high at the back point, but surrounded by Abidal and Evra, Li Weifeng finally touched the ball. Crossed the bottom line.
France finally regained the ball.
But Barthez didn't dare to kick the ball, and instead drove the ball to the nearest Sagnol's feet.
Chen Tao immediately pressed forward. Sagnol quickly passed the ball to Thuram. It was Dong Fangzhuo's turn to press forward. Thuram calmly handed the ball to Gallas. Gala passed the ball directly to Huang Bowen before Huang Bowen came up. Vieira hit it lightly, and Zidane finally got the ball.
Zheng Zhi arrived with a flying shovel in an instant.
Zidane was startled and immediately picked up the ball, volleying and dodging.
The ball still fell at his feet.
After landing, push the ball forward with your right foot and push it forward quickly.
Zidane is a king-level figure in the hemisphere. He has never seen any big storms and waves, and he is not worried about Zheng Zhi's reckless tackles.
Zhou Haibin came up and tried to stop Zidane, but Zidane, who was running at a high speed, stepped on his bicycle sharply. Zhou Haibin was stunned for a moment, and Zidane quickly dribbled the ball past him to the right sideline.
"Oh, it's dangerous!"
"What are you doing standing there!"
After passing Zhou Haibin, Zidane did not look forward at all, but directly blocked the left wing with his right foot!
Gewu ran quickly on the left, quickly got behind Xu Yunlong, and successfully got the ball.
Xu Yunlong's physical fitness has obviously declined greatly, and he is no match for Ge Wu. There are so many talents in France now, any one of them can be a great winger, and the same is true for Govou.
Huang Bowen quickly chased after Ge Wu, getting closer and closer to Ge Wu. But Gewu was not a rookie. When he reached the left edge of the Chinese team's penalty area, he passed the ball back in an inverted triangle!
Zidane rushed to the edge of the penalty area, met the ball with his left foot and was about to shoot. Sun Jihai gave up marking Trezeguet and pounced on him.
But Zidane didn't shoot at all with his left foot. It was just a feint. He buckled his left foot, pulled it to the right, and once again got out of the shooting gap.
but!
He still didn't shoot!
Instead, he pushed the ball to the right!
He is amazingly calm...
In such a limited space, Trezeguet ducked behind Li Weifeng!
Anti-offside success!
Li Weifeng was careless and focused on Zidane's feet, but he did not expect that Zidane would have to cooperate with Trezeguet in this position.
Theoretically, he can shoot from this position, but maybe to take care of his former Juventus teammates?
Trezeguet adjusted the pace of his shot as he ran into the middle. This world-class forward doesn't look at the goal at all when he shoots!
Liu Yunfei thought he would hit the near corner, but the real masters all hit the far corner...
 
;Ding--
The ball bounced off the post and into the net.
3:1!
France is two goals ahead.
"Oh, it won't work this time..."
"The Chinese team is helpless."
"The French are still better..."
"Zidane killed the game by himself. He is the best attacking midfielder in the world."
"Hey, don't be sad, everyone. Our trip to the World Cup has been perfect enough. There will always be a time to leave, but it's just a little early."
"In 2010, we can already fight back, and by then we will have the world shaking." Although the Chinese team still has hope of reversal in theory, just like the dying person is not dead yet, the favorites have habitually begun to be established. will……
The French celebrated happily, and it took more than a minute before they were willing to walk back to their own half.
It was less than two minutes away from the regular ninety-minute time limit.
No matter how you look at it, the Chinese team has no hope.
But this time, there was no abuse or disappointment. Although they were a little disappointed, everyone's faces were still relatively calm.
It's that kind of calm after the joy...
"Every feast in the world must come to an end."
"Although the Chinese team's World Cup journey is over, our future is bright and our national team is full of hope. In four years, we will be back."
The fans comforted themselves in the stands, and soon the audience burst into applause, which was given to the Chinese players in advance.
Everyone seemed to accept the fact of failure as a matter of course.
But,
Chinese players are still fighting,
The game is not over yet.
Although Zhou Haibin casually handed the ball to the French team's backcourt, it was intercepted by Evra.
But Huang Bowen hasn't given up yet.
He rushed towards Evra and then tackled the ball in a desperate attempt to resist.
stupid……
Evra smiled and rubbed his left foot towards the ball. He wanted to humiliate Huang Bowen.
He rubbed his left foot and the person dodged to the right.
However, he didn't rub the ball!
Huang Bowen really scooped the ball! Huang Bowen's tackle was too fast, Evra made a mistake in judgment, and the ball was blocked as soon as it took off.
"What?"
"This stupid bastard!"
Vieira cursed in the middle and hurried over to cover his position, but when he turned around, Chen Tao's elegant shadow flashed past him and caught the ball that Huang Bowen fell to the ground to sweep over.
Abidal quickly came up to block it.
But Chen Tao cut his instep and the ball flew to the middle of the French team's penalty area!
Thuram and Gala didn't have time to keep an eye on Dong Fangzhuo at this time. After all, Dong Fangzhuo rushed up from behind to ask for the ball...
The positioning of the two of them is okay. If Dong Fangzhuo shoots immediately, there will be almost no shooting space.
"Ah, there is still a chance! Dong Fangzhuo, he got the ball!"
At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Dong Fangzhuo.
When Dong Dongfangzhuo got the ball at his feet, Thuram and Gala also ran to him at the same time, blocking almost all shooting angles.
but,
Between the two of them, Dong Fangzhuo still saw room for shooting.
His right leg quickly swept forward, and the toe of his right foot struck the middle of the ball.
A squeaking sound.
The ball was on the line of the penalty area and passed between Thuram and Gala.
Dong Fangzhuo stabbed, not volleyed!
The ball passed through accurately and went straight to the lower left corner of the goal!
The shot was so unexpected that Barthez didn't even react by diving for the ball.
"this……"
He watched dumbfounded as the ball rolled into the goal.
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"The ball is in!"
"Eighth World Cup goal!"
"He equaled Ronaldo's World Cup scoring miracle."
"Eight ball,"
"Eight goals!"
beep,
beep,
beep,
"Although the Chinese team lost 2:3, Dong Fangzhuo tied Ronaldo's number of goals in the last World Cup with eight goals."
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