The World’s First, Second and Third are Me

Zeng Cheng glanced at the goal, climbed up, and walked towards Huang Bowen.

He put Huang Bowen in his arms and touched his head.

"It's okay."

"We still have a chance."

Dong Fangzhuo stood at the forefront of the big restricted zone and watched Zeng Cheng's move, and was very pleased. Zeng Cheng did not blame Huang Bowen.

Admittedly, this lost goal must be Huang Bowen's problem. But everyone now has no time to blame him.

There is only one way to tie the score.

Now, it has no effect to deal with the Brazilian team carefully. The Chinese team must fight back!

Krauchen's voice finally croaked under the floor, but who can understand German? The Chinese coaching staff has been translating...

How difficult is it to equalize? Dong Fangzhuo, they stopped for nearly 70 minutes and returned without success.

The strength of the Brazilian team is far beyond their imagination, but there is no other option but to use all their strength to attack.

"Tingting, the task of defense is given to you."

"Blog post, mistakes are not terrible, the most important thing is not to lose the fighting spirit, as long as we can no longer make mistakes in the next game, it is to create conditions for our attack."

"Brothers, fight together, we still have time!"

"Chen Tao, when you play the ball, you need to be a little faster, just hit the ball in front of you, don't consider whether we can get it, we will try our best!" Dong Fangzhuo glanced at Chen Tao, then at Mao Jianqing.

"Small Mao, can you still fight?" Among so many people, Chen Tao and Mao Jianqing have the worst physical fitness, but the time is almost 70 minutes. If they can't run, the Chinese team's offense still plays Mao.

Although Krauchen can change to Gao Lin, Gao Lin has no speed, and it may not work if you come up, unless...

He saw Zhu Ting on the sidelines. How could this little hair come up? But he was not Klauchen, and he had no right to replace him, but since Klauchen had made Zhu Ting warm up, he must have also thought of the issue of speed.

Sweaty Mao Jianqing raised his eyebrows and panted, "I will fight for cramps! I will run myself to death!"

"Little Artemisia?"

Hao Junmin gritted his teeth and nodded.

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"Control the ball!"

"Control the ball!"

"Control the ball!"

The coach of the Brazilian youth team shouted loudly on the sidelines, instructing his players to keep the ball under their feet, not to easily **** the ball back from the Chinese team.

"Follow him!"

"Follow him!"

Behind Dong Fangzhuo, from the first minute of the game, two Brazilian central defenders followed him in every step. In addition to the first foot shot of the opening, Dong Fangzhuo lost his chance. Brazil's central defender's tactical execution ability is too strong. After that, Dong Fangzhuo has no chance at all. This is the most difficult game that Dong Fangzhuo has encountered since the start of the game.

It is said that the German defenders are very good, but Dong Fangzhuo thinks that the Brazilian defenders are so difficult. They are always very sensible and never blindly strike. They always try to disintegrate each other's attacks through the cooperation of the team.

What's more terrible is that the Brazilian team basically controls the ball, while China has always been in a passive position, consuming too much energy than the Brazilians.

But now, it can't be compared to consumption!

Even if you exhaust all your physical energy ahead of time, you must work with the Brazilians.

The Brazilians seem to be very satisfied with a lead. They shrink back to their own half and are not in a hurry to attack. They have to take possession of the ball and take the victory with the least cost.

In their view, it is difficult for the Chinese team to get a good opportunity, as long as they focus on ball control and defense.

As long as the Chinese team has a loophole in the midfield and backcourt, they can fight back at any time. This is the best model...

Feng Xiaoting kept scolding everyone in the backcourt, and even he was about to run past the midfield.

Mao Jianqing really redeemed his promise. Zhou Haibin found him on several passes and tried to give him a speed advantage.

His speed is played out, but he can't hold the ball, one is past, the second is not, and his position is stuck!

Hao Junmin tried to drive the ball over the opponent on the right, but the other two players came up, he finally did not have the courage to give the ball to Chen Tao.

How to do.

Chen Tao ran forward with the ball in his mind.

As the brain of this team, he felt at a loss for the first time. He wanted to pass the ball to Dong Fangzhuo, but Dong Fangzhuo was too defended, unless he was put on a pair of wings, otherwise how would he get the ball?

The ball was intercepted a few times just now that the Brazilian will not let him pass the ball to Dong Fangzhuo.

"Chen Tao!"

Huang Bowen quickly plugged in from behind and asked Chen Tao for the ball.

Huang Bowen. Chen Tao handed the ball over.

It was an accident that Huang Bowen plugged in from the back quickly. It is estimated that I just lost a ball, and now my heart is burning. The vigorous Huang Bowen took Chen Tao's ball and rushed up.

Renato didn't dare to neglect, so he had to come up and stop Huang Bowen, but Huang Bowen made a big change of the ball and easily dumped him!

Renato played the guy for nearly 80 minutes, Huang Bowen only came up in the second half, and his energy and physical strength were naturally not enough for Huang Bowen. This drastic change of direction almost killed his life. He could only watch Huang Bowen rush over with the ball.

Dong Fangzhuo rushed into the big penalty area with two central defenders, and continued to fight hard, trying to knock the two defenders' defenses away.

At this time, Huang Bowen had brought the ball to the front of the Brazil team's big penalty area, another Brazilian midfielder, replaced Diego, who came up from Roberto, flew over. But Huang Bowen actually kicked off 26 meters away.

"Long shot!"

From the beginning to the end, Huang Bowen did not watch the running position of other teammates, because the eyes were all yellow, and no teammate was found.

A kick from the instep of his right foot volleyed, and after the ball flew out, his entire body jumped in the air.

The ball crossed the sky at speed and ran to the bottom left corner of the goal.

This is a machete!

Swish

Like a perfect missile, it hit the target with precision.

The Brazilian goalkeeper flew sideways, but the ball was really too fast.

what!

Huang Bowen just landed~www.wuxiaspot.com~The ball got into the net nest.

He stumbled up from the turf, then sprinted frantically...

"The goal is scored!"

"Huang Bowen!"

"Huang Bowen kicked a long shot and opened the door of the Brazilian team."

"At this moment, like the German Mattus, he came up silently, and then took the ball of his teammates, hitting the yellow dragon alone!"

"1:1! The Chinese team came back to life, the Chinese team has not lost the game, Huang Bowen personally saved himself! He became the hero of the Chinese team!"

"Huang Bowen!" Behind Huang Bowen, the teammates rushed up excitedly...

"Damn, shit, it was evened out..."

"This ball can be scored!"