"The ball is in!!!"

"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"He scored his fourth goal in this cup."

"Dong Fangzhuo broke the goal of the French team just 3 minutes into the opening game. Half of this goal is due to Feng Renliang. This kid's breakthrough is so beautiful. I have never watched his game live before, so everyone doesn't know Feng Renliang's current technical level. But in fact, Feng Renliang's small skills are quite gorgeous. We once had an episode of him in "The World Football". We did a video at that time, which contained his oxtail, but I never saw him and would turn his oxtail in the reverse. I believe that when he did it just now, basically everyone was confused. I thought only Neymar from Brazil could do it. Neymar, who is less than 18 years old, often makes such moves in the Brazilian league, but Feng Renliang was really surprised."

"Feng Renliang used his superb foot skills to tell the whole world that Chinese players can also play their skills to the extreme! Just the moment he passed Evra and the others, the whole world was drunk..."

"Xiao Feng!"

After scoring the goal, Dong Fangzhuo took the initiative to run towards Feng Renliang.

"This is so beautiful!"

"That's right. Boldly show your strongest side. This is the highest stage of football!"

Dong Fangzhuo has inspired Feng Renliang a lot. During his days in Europe, he basically chats with Feng Renliang, talks about his heart and gives some advice on playing football. Because he knows that traveling to Europe is painful, lonely, and long, especially when a person has not yet made a name for himself, his mood always becomes anxious. Dong Fangzhuo is a veteran, and he understands, so he always takes care of everyone in his heart without any effort.

Feng Renliang grew up very well at this time.

Why?

Why is this happening?

The moment Dong Fangzhuo scored, French fans were unwilling to believe that the French team lost the ball like this, and it was easy to lose it. They came here thousands of miles away, not to witness the French team being beaten to the point of being beaten. They wanted to see France sprint towards the Hercules Cup again.

Is this still a powerful French team we are familiar with?

This is the case in one game, but it still performs like this in two games? Although it is inevitable to concede the goal, is your performance worthy of the battle jersey on you?

Whether it was Diabi and Evra, or Gala and Tularang who were trying to guard Dong Fangzhuo in the penalty area, they also felt unreal. The morale that Domeneke finally improved in the locker room seemed to be lost instantly.

Ribery stood near the center line, his eyes glaring and grinding his teeth. His whole face was almost twisted. The scar on his left face was constantly shaking, and his heart was even more burning with anger and unwilling flames.

No,

don't want!

Can't be eliminated!

What the hell are you doing!

The French team is behind. Do you know what this result means? No, I don’t want this shame, I can’t lose anymore!

His fists clenched...

He glanced at the audience, but found that his teammates were far less indignant than him. Anelka's expression seemed so dull. Gewu was lowering his head and walking back, while Maluda kept shaking his head with his hips on his hips.

Only Evra, wearing the captain's armband, sold her steps firmly, and her dark eyes were shining.

The camera from the French sports station was aimed at Henry, who was full of anxiety. His hands were tightly clutched on the chair, hoping to put on the battle immediately, but Lian Po was old, could he still have a meal?

Even Platini in the VIP seat had a very unnatural expression on his face. Although he was the chairman of UEFA, he was even a French fan.

In the French live broadcast room, Lizarazu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said sadly:

“This is the worst moment.”

"All we worried about before the game is finally here."

"The Chinese won the lead, the French team fell into a sudden death mode, Domeneck's team encountered unprecedented difficulties, the only thing that made us feel a little comforted is that there is still a lot of time left for us. Now Domeneck must mobilize the morale of the entire team and not waste a minute of time."

"Damn, I can't believe my eyes. Feng Renliang's breakthrough is so sexy. I thought I saw Luo Xiao, where did he learn the skills?"

"This is the first time I discovered that Dong Fangzhuo was stolen by his teammates. Although he scored the goal, Feng Renliang's breakthrough was the highlight."

"I finally understand why Clauchen asked Feng Renliang to appear, because of this!"

"Feng Renliang, who is less than 21 years old, is completely a superstar embryo..."

Beep,

The game started again.

Anelka pushed the ball to Ribery and rushed forward. Ribery handed the ball back to Diabi but didn't get it forward. Although he was not the captain, he couldn't help but shout a few times, waved his right hand and drove his teammates forward to attack. If this was at Bayern Munich Club, he wouldn't need to say, but in France, he really wanted to use a whip to whip his teammates, which was too slow! The speed of the propulsion was like a snail.

There was no way, Ribery walked closer to his teammates and asked for the ball back. He looked up and decided to pass the ball over the top!

Whoosh,

The ball he passed was accurately flew into the left side of the Chinese team's penalty area.

Zhang Linpeng and Ge Wu chased the ball almost at the same time, but Zhang Linpeng did not have an advantage. Instead, he was squeezed aside by Ge Wu, and Ge Wu volleyed directly!

boom,

Perfect anti-aircraft gun!

The French team quickly missed a great opportunity.

The French fans in the stands sighed loudly. If Gewu scored this goal, wouldn't the French team tie?

"Li Weifeng and Feng Xiaoting should come to help with defense more. Zhang Linpeng's defense alone is a bit difficult. Zheng Zhi and Huang Bowen in front of him have changed to come here to protect him in time."

"Ribery and the others probably recognized that the Chinese team's right-side defense was a weakness."

"Sun Jihai's injury still affected the Chinese team's right-side defense. It is said that the Football Association has reported to FIFA and the World Cup Organizing Committee, hoping to add a player. I don't know if it can be passed. I think this matter will be bad because there is no precedent."

Li Weifeng came over and patted Zhang Linpeng on the shoulder to show encouragement. Zeng Cheng did not drive the ball with his big foot, but handed it to Zhu Ting on the left side. Zhu Ting was not as excited as in the last game and dared to drive the ball forward, but gave it to Zhao Xuri very simply. When he arrived at Zhao Xuri, there was not much room for the ball. Maluda forced him up, and Zhao Xuri only chose to pass the ball horizontally or return it.

Soon the whole French team was forced to the frontcourt, and the Chinese team still had to drive the ball out with big feet. Gao Lin was alone in front and could not confront Gala and Abidal. In the confrontation, Gala easily topped the ball to Tularan. Tularan had no other ideas and passed Ribery directly!

Ribery is their biggest thigh and offensive core, and Tulalang is still very clear about this. Ribery's running range is quite large, covering almost the left and right middle routes.

As soon as Ribery stopped the ball, he immediately sent a straight pass forward with his right foot. Anelka, who was running, understood it and inserted it from the middle to the right. He grabbed Feng Xiaoting's position and received the ball at the same time, and then immediately exerted force on his right foot!

Dong

Although the angle is not big, he still forced a shot!

The ball hit the side net, and Gewu, who ran to the left, spread his hands open, looking depressed.

Anelka's eyes must be blind...

He didn't pass this ball!

Gewu never thought that he had a shot that had not been passed to Anelka before?

The Chinese team got the ball back, and the offensive advancement speed was still not fast. They were actually very experienced and played very calmly when they were leading by one goal. Zheng Zhi and Dong Fangzhuo returned to the halftime to strengthen the control of the midfield. After Zheng Zhi took the ball, he cooperated with Dong Fangzhuo in a row and pushed to the French backcourt.

Tularang, Diabi, and Maluda did not dare to neglect. The three of them approached at the same time. Zheng Zhi poked his toes. Dong Fangzhuo took a quick step in the direction of the ball without waiting for the ball. He stepped on the ball with his right foot, and then turned around and pulled him back.

"Marseille swing!"

"pretty!"

Dong Fangzhuo elegantly passed Tulalang and Diabi.

French fans instantly turned dark, you are not Zidane!

OK, I miss Zidane so much.

But at this moment, Dong Fangzhuo was playing with Zidane's unique skills and wanted to cry...

But their sighs were not over yet, but Dong Fangzhuo sent a direct pass!

Gao Lin staggered and carried Gala, and finally struggled to grab the position. He didn't dare to delay at all. He poked his toes and rolled the ball back. Dong Fangzhuo strode forward.

This is a gun mount!

Bang!

A powerful shot.

call,

The ball whistled straight towards the goal like a shell. With a bang, Abidal's strong body blocked the ball!

After making a contribution, goalkeeper Loris held the ball in his arms in disappointment.

Looking up, Ribery was waving!

The ball was thrown out by Loris and was looking for Ribery.

With a few rustling sounds, Huang Bowen rushed over quickly, took the lead before Ribery, and directly pushed the ball to Zheng Zhi with his head. Ribery failed to get the ball.

But the ball was too slow. Zheng Zhi waited until the ball landed, and Ge Wu appeared beside him and directly hit him hard.

Beep,

Gewu made a foul and was a little embarrassed, but finally stopped the Chinese team's attack.

"Will Dong Fangzhuo shoot directly from 35 meters away?"

French players were facing a big enemy, and they lined up a wide wall of people in front of the goal, and Dong Fangzhuo brought the run-up distance very far...

Beep,

The referee whistle sounded, and Dong Fangzhuo rushed to the front of the ball.

The French players on the human wall instantly twisted their waists and covered their vital parts.

rustle……

A pass to the ground!

Dong Fangzhuo's shooting was extremely exaggerated, but in the end he passed the ball.

"ah!"

“Right!”

Feng Renliang quickly inserted it on the right and easily got the ball, but no one around defended it.

With just one step forward, he broke into the French team's penalty area.

The entire French defensive system was disrupted.

"Feng Renliang!"
Chapter completed!