"Hahaha……"

Neymar gasped hard and took off his headband from his head.

The hood with a big check mark printed on it was soaked in sweat, and it could flow out of water when held in your hands.

After only playing for 45 minutes, he felt a little fluttering.

The muscles in the body were emitting signals of pain, and the slender legs were slightly swinging.

He couldn't remember how many one-on-one breakthroughs he tried in the first half, but he knew that he had no record of success in front of the guy wearing the red No. 8 jersey.

-

"The first half is over, the score is still 1-0, and this result is a bit unexpected..."

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

"Raphael's fatal mistake just started gave the Chinese team a chance to score a goal, and Long Shute's 26th-second lightning goal also became the fastest goal in Olympic history. This record is probably difficult to break by future generations.

After leading with one goal, the Chinese team began their more familiar stable counterattack. All the players, including Long Shute, retreated within the 30-meter area, with only Wu Lei surfing in the front. The Brazilian team once created a huge threat, but until the midfield whistle sounded, they could not break through the city guarded by Wang Dalei. What is Zhang Shi's comment on the performance of both sides in the first half?"

"Our goals in the first half did have some luck, but this is the case with football matches. Some players tend to be nervous at important moments. Some people will have weak legs and slip under their feet. Some people will have stiff movements and even deform. But I didn't expect that players like Raphael who play for Manchester United would make such mistakes..."

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

"Brazil's offensive looks very strong, especially in the middle, Neymar and Oscar frequently launched breakthroughs from both sides, but in fact they did not make up for our key areas. Although Chinese players often lose positions in defense, they win because they are very strong. The replacement between teammates is very timely, which makes up for the lack of experience and ability.

On the other hand, their frontcourt offensive players are very capable, but there seems to be no connection between each other. Neymar is often too sticky after dribbling the ball. He pursues one-on-one competition with Long Shute, so he always misses the best pass opportunity. Several times Hulk has gotten rid of Zhang Linpeng and ran out of the gap, but Neymar has been forced by Long Shute to lose the opportunity to pass..."

"Zhang Zhi's analysis is very good. Both sides have their own weaknesses. Brazil's victory is due to the excellent personal ability of the players, while China's victory is due to unity. The team is more cohesive," Zhang Bin nodded and concluded, "Okay, let's take a break and come back in ten minutes."

-

"How does it feel?"

Long Shute, who returned to the locker room, commanded the physiotherapists in the team to relax the muscles for the players, and asked his teammates:

"If anyone consumes too much physical energy, please tell Li in time and don't force it to persist."

In such a critical final, gritting teeth and persisting is not always a virtue - if a player is not physically fit and slows down by half a beat in one defense, he is likely to be penetrated by his opponent.

He focused on asking two players on the wing, whether it was Zhang Chengdong on the right or Maitijiang on the left, he said that his physical energy consumption was normal.

"You have to do the most tiring work for you, the captain. How tired can we be?"

The Uyghur man Maitijiang even gave him a high hat casually.

Central defender Li Xuepeng was the one who was the most tired on the defense line. He shook his head and lay directly on the massage chair:

"That Hulk... is really TMD, it's not as tall as me. Once I rush, I can't stop him at all!"

Zhang Linpeng scratched the back of his head and pinched his shoulders with some embarrassment:

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

In the tactical arrangement of the Chinese team, defending the Hulk is the common goal of both of them, but perhaps because of the restraint of other Brazilian players, Zhang Linpeng’s support for his partners is obviously insufficient, so that Li Xuepeng is often in a one-on-one dilemma with the Hulk.

Fortunately, football was controlled by Neymar. This once-in-a-50-year genius boy in Brazil seemed to have no trust in the Hulk who was hanging out in the Portuguese League. He only passed the ball once in the first half, so Hulk did not get too many opportunities to directly hit the goal...

-

The Chinese central defenders just complained about Hulk, and in the second half, Hulk was pulled to the wing by head coach Menesez. Another striker, Damion, replaced midfielder Sandro, and their formation became more aggressive.

But there are advantages and disadvantages. Sandro's exit has greatly reduced the hardness of the Brazilian team's midfield. A mere Romulo is not enough to stop Long Shute's advancement.

You can't expect the thin and small Neymar and Oscar to defend, right?

Please! They are super geniuses of Brazilian football!

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

-

In the 58th minute, Brazil once again organized a wave of offense.

The ball handler is undoubtedly Neymar.

The Chinese player responsible for defending him is still Long Shute.

Football is obviously a 22-person game, but in this game, it will always turn into a one-on-one performance between two people.

You can criticize Neymar for being "independent", but as a genius who has appeared once in 50 years, he has such capital.

Even from a tactical perspective, there is nothing wrong with his choice - the Chinese team only has one Longshute. If he can be completely defeated, then the entire Chinese team will have nothing to fear.

This is the football game "shooting a man first, shooting a horse, capturing a thief first."

This is also the beheading action of football matches!

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

Long Shute knew that at this time, he would not choose to pass the ball because he wanted to completely defeat himself! Then he stepped on his body to ascend to the throne!

What else can prove your strength better than defeating Mr. Golden Ball one-on-one?!

"Swoosh!"

Long Shute's eyes flashed: Neymar suddenly moved!

His eyes were like a positioning radar, wanting to find the football under Neymar's feet as soon as possible.

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

No ball?!

His attention was very focused just now and his eyes were not leaving his opponent at all, so he was completely sure that this was not a crotch or a human-ball score!

Where is football?

-

"This is……"

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

Zhang Bin beside him is also stunned!

I could only vaguely hear the South American commentator next door shouting like a volcanic eruption:

"This is a rainbow! Neymar uses his exquisite footwork... to ruthlessly humiliate the Chinese captain!"

-

The rainbow is extraordinary, this is indeed Neymar's signature extraordinary action.

He suddenly accelerated while he was slowly advancing, but at the same time he clamped the ball with his feet, and then hooked it into the sky from behind!

The football flew up from behind him and passed over his and Long Shute's heads, just like a beautiful rainbow drew in the horizon!

This extraordinary move has high requirements for the player's ball control and prediction ability, and it also has some flashy flavor. If it is done on some occasions, it has a bit of humiliation. I can break through you with this kind of juggling move, so we are not a player of the same level at all!

-

Neymar passed by Long Shute like a wind.

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

At that moment, his light saw the other person's expression.

If possible, he really wanted to take that scene as a souvenir.

Long Shute's reaction was obviously slower, and he didn't see the football flying into the air until his opponent almost pounced in front of him.

His face was half shocked and half angry.

He is not that fledgling boy!

Neymar, you are so flirting with sex... do you want to slap me in the face?!

-

The football has begun to fall, and Neymar is ready to catch the ball.

Fu, who is in charge of the defense of the Chinese team, is still a distance between the next Chinese team player and Neymar, so he can even consider how to equalize the score.

Of course, he couldn't be too leisurely, because the guy behind him could catch up at any time.

Neymar is not blindly optimistic yet. He is ready to make no adjustments and directly face the ball and shoot long shots.

Even if the Chinese captain is fast, there is no chance, right?

Neymar raised his gaze slightly and began to adjust his pace. He wanted to ensure that he could just meet his right foot when the football fell to 30 cm from the ground.

His steps suddenly floated a little.

This feeling is like a small car driving on the highway, swaying by the strong wind whizzing from the heavy truck whizzing past!

Before Neymar could be surprised, he saw a ball of fiery red figure flying up from behind!

That's right, it flew up!

He saw a face carved from a knife and an axe, and his eyebrows that flew into his temples were as sharp as a sharp sword!

"Long Shute completed the overtake!"
To be continued...