"Oh! Beautiful!"

"Demberle came on as a substitute, but was quickly sent off!"

"Deschamps never expected the player who tried to change the situation, but it brought the opposite effect. Today, one Umtiti and the other Dembele, two people pushed the French team into the abyss of despair. The French team now has to fall behind 0:1 and fight with ten people."

"The hope of Chinese team's promotion has increased again, as long as you don't make mistakes on defense."

Huang Jianxiang smiled and said, "If the Chinese team can win the final World Cup championship, we will give Dembele and Umtiti a merit. They have played a huge role in the Chinese team. They are the modern version of the life. We are lurking in the underground party in the French team!"

At this time, Dembele looked at the Russian sky helplessly and couldn't figure out how he was sent off by a red card. He looked at Zheng Zhi who was still lying on the turf with grief and hated him so much. Everyone had discussed Zheng Zhi before the game and said that this guy was very ruthless, and everyone should pay attention to protecting himself. Who knows that he is now being humble...

Umtiti looked at Dembele with a complicated expression, and finally found a little comfort in his heart. At least he no longer felt lonely. Dembele's situation was much worse than himself. He lost a goal, but Dembele might have messed up the whole game. Under such a delicate situation, Umtiti was also finding a way out for himself. At least he would not be the biggest sinner of the French team...

"Oops! Stupid Dembele, is this guy born a treacherous? Why is he always so unreliable in doing things? I feel that if Barcelona buys this guy, it will be a death sentence." Tulam cursed directly.

"I've never seen a French team have such a thorny member."

"Play three defenders, there is no other choice."

"Deschamps should be braver."

"Let Lemar or Fekier come on!"

This time Deschamps has enough forwards, but it lacks midfield. In this situation, if you dare not play as three forwards, there is really no chance. After all, one person is missing, but if one guard is missing, it will be even worse for the defense!

Deschamps hesitated for a long time on the sidelines, but finally gritted his teeth and sent Lemar to replace Lucas Hernandez.

But Dong Fangzhuo is not a vegetarian. He first asked Deschamps to change people, and then he ran to the sidelines to explain to Gao Hongbo. Soon, Wu Xi stood on the sidelines and replaced Wu Sanshi! The Chinese team quickly made adjustments.

Two minutes later, Zheng Zhi was replaced by Zhao Xuri! Two players were replaced in one breath.

The formation changed, and Feng Jin pulled back instead, and Dong Fangzhuo stood in front.

"Awesome!"

"Dong Fangzhuo has gone up."

"This is the result of seeing the French team playing as a three-back. Dong Fangzhuo was standing in front alone, and the three French defenders were trembling, and they couldn't all stand beside Dong Fangzhuo. Just hand the ball to Dong Fangzhuo's feet, hehe!"

When the Chinese fans in the stands saw Dong Fangzhuo rushing to the front, they were instantly excited. Dong Fangzhuo understood his meaning very clearly. Now it is time to charge himself. The French team is already a tiger without teeth!

"Master..." Mbappe looked at Dong Fangzhuo's back in the frontcourt and fell into confusion. His performance today was too bad, almost no threat to the Chinese team's defense line, but his master led the Chinese team to lead the game. He felt the pain of not being able to win for the first time. Before, with Dong Fangzhuo standing by his side at Manchester United, he had never encountered such a difficult game in the national team. After all, young people's emotions are still prone to fluctuations.

Deschamps kept waving his fists on the sidelines to cheer up his defense disciples. No matter what, now there is only three defenders to deal with Dong Fangzhuo. There is no way to defend it. If the French team still has a chance, if they can't defend it, the French team will be finished!

The French fans at the scene were in silence, and many people were crucifixing on their chests and praying for the French team. Some people silently buried their heads and did not dare to watch the game at all.

As a mature Chinese team, with top players like Dong Fangzhuo and firm tactics, the Chinese team will not let France's conspiracy succeed. So after the game restarted, Deschamps' wish was quickly lost. The Chinese team's defense was quite firm. After getting the ball, they immediately found a way to hand it over to Dong Fangzhuo. After Dong Fangzhuo got the ball, he could fight the entire French team's defense alone!

"Stay at him!"

As soon as he saw Dong Fangzhuo take the ball, Deschamps yelled on the sidelines. Although Dong Fangzhuo did nothing, he was scared. What could he do? He wanted to go up and play in person.

Dong Fangzhuo did not raise the rhythm, but first faced Kanter. One Kanter could not stop Dong Fangzhuo. Although Kanter worked very hard and focused. It is said that Kanter could run, but Dong Fangzhuo could run even more. He controlled the ball steadily under his feet. Kanter didn't catch up at all. When Umtiti tried to come up to help, Zheng Zhi had already passed the ball to the left. Feng Jin came up firmly and fought with Varane in a small step.

Although he was unknown, he was extremely confident. He continued to change directions and forced Varane to retreat to the penalty area. If Toliso had not come back to assist in defense, Varane would not be able to resist. However, it was Toliso who came over and asked Feng Jin to hand the ball back to Dong Fangzhuo. Dong Fangzhuo turned the ball directly from Kante to the right, and then directly scored the ball!

Loris in front of the goal could only take a gamble! He blocked the corner and happened to block Dong Fangzhuo's shot with his knees.

Almost a little bit, Dong Fangzhuo rewritten the score by 2:0.

Caught off guard, the Chinese team is now starting to attack?! The French seem to understand this. The Chinese team is not afraid of the French team with one less! They really don’t regard them as a strong team.

If it was just this time, it would be nothing. The problem was that the Chinese team launched several attacks through Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Jin, and the French team's backcourt became more and more in panic.

These are really finished!

Zidane kept shaking his head in the stands. He couldn't see any hope for this French team. He said next to Henry with a expressionless face.

"We're fucked."

"Now, even if you and I are on the court, we can't beat the Chinese team."

"well……"

"Oh..." Henry also sighed, which was exactly the same as Zidane's view.

"I thought they could bring surprises, but I didn't expect that they were still too young and had to wait another four years..."
Chapter completed!