Hashmian's head subconsciously twisted, and a squirrel of sweat splashed over and rushed to his face.

The ball was straight on the upper left corner of the goal, and the Iranian goalkeeper did not respond again.

Deafening cheers erupted in the scene instantly.

Aww ~

Aww ~

Aww ~

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"It's Zheng Zhi again!"

"Zheng Zhi scored twice."

"This ball is very similar to Zidane's header in this year's World Cup final!"

"The same No. 10 position dominated the game."

"The only difference is that Zidane is bald and Zheng Zhi has hair..."

"Is Zidane possessed Zheng Zhi?"

...

2:1, in the first half stoppage time, Zheng Zhi used a corner kick to complete his second goal, and the Chinese team surpassed Iran in the score.

The camera was always aimed at Zheng Zhi, and almost everyone's eyes also fell on Zheng Zhi who was rushing to celebrate.

It's him,

With two goals, the Chinese team brought back the dead and took the lead.

It's him,

It has brought hope to Chinese football again!

"God gave the Chinese team a Zheng." The ecstatic Horton looked up at the sky and murmured.

Zheng Zhi had already rushed to the fan stands in the first row, where the Chinese fans there were celebrating with a bright red five-star red flag.

stand at attention!

salute!

Facing the national flag, Zheng Zhi made a standard military salute posture.

The expression also instantly became ecstatic and serious, but the body was shining.

Li Jinyu played a new trick to celebrate the goal, and Zheng Zhi also planned to find his own logo.

And he pirated Xiao Zhi's later goal celebration action.

As soon as this action came out, the scene climaxed again.

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

Some fans even burst into tears.

"This guy!"

"It's so ignited!"

"Aowu~ This is the posture that the national football team members should have!"

...

At the end of the first half, the Chinese team walked into the locker room with a score of 2:1.

“Beautiful job,”

"But there are 45 minutes left before the game ends."

"Iran will not give up."

"We all know that the finals are the only goal in common."

"The Iranians will fight back wildly."

"What we need to do is to hold our position and not give in!"

"Victory will definitely belong to us!"

Zhu Guanghu is a bit overwhelming in the locker room, but Holden rarely makes such speeches in the locker room. Moreover, if he, a foreign teacher, says these in English, Zhu Guanghu will not be more contagious if he clenched his fists and said them in Chinese.

"The women's football team has reached the finals,"

"Our men's football team must also be successful!"

"This is your best chance!"

"Don't let regret stay on you!"

...

Captain Fan Zhiyi also stood up, and the majestic he stood in front of his teammates and waved his right fist.

"Guide Zhu is right,"

"It's time to reach the finals!"

...

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"If we return to Tehran with failure,"

"We will definitely be despised by the fans."

"They will say,"

"Look, this is our Persian cavalry,"

"They were beaten to the point of being thrown out by the Chinese,"

"They didn't even make the finals,"

"These guys who claim to be the strongest in Iran and the strongest in Asia are nothing,"

"ah,"

"These damn soldiers, they are the shame of the country,"

"They should be buried deep in the desert and should never appear."

“…”

After the change of sides, the two teams remained full of fighting spirit.

Karimi came up and gave Zheng Zhi a warning and directly overturned Zheng Zhi with her right foot in the frontcourt.

The movement was a bit big, and Zheng Zhi fell to eat shit.

“Carrimi,”

"He is provoking trouble."

"The action is a bit big, the referee didn't give the card."

"Will it start to disgusting if you can't win?"

Fan Zhiyi was a little angry and went straight to the referee to argue, but the referee still had no expression. This also made both sides' subsequent actions become bigger and bigger.

In the 57th minute, Li Yin directly knocked the running Madawikiya on the billboard on the left side.

With a bang, the billboard was smashed!

Madawikiah curled up on the turf, crying in pain. The referee finally took out a yellow card and warned Li Yin.

The Chinese fans in the stands immediately gave warm applause.

However, the yellow card did not allow both parties to control their emotions.

Five minutes later, Madawikiah found the balance back, he found the right opportunity, stepped on Li Yin's left foot, and he also got a yellow card.

The scene was a little out of control, and Said shouted loudly on the sidelines that he was not asking the players to come up to fight, but wanted to win, win, win!

These stupid guys!

As the captain, Ali Daiyi failed to calm down his teammates. They were indeed not good at playing against the wind. Now they are behind, and they have the problem of the last matchup.

They were anxious, fought each other, and they all wanted to stand up and solve the problem on their own. Bagherry and Karimi shot continuously, completely ignoring the existence of other teammates.

well!

Ali Daiyi sighed.
To be continued...