"Dong Fangzhuo's third goal in the Olympics!"

"He is currently leading the scorer list."

"Xiao Duan, have you noticed that as long as Dong Fangzhuo participates in the competition, his name will always be on the scorer list."

Huang Jianxiang said with a smile.

"World Youth Championship, World Cup, Asian Cup, Premier League, Champions League, Olympics, these are all his battlefields. Once upon a time, Chinese players were so proud that they didn't even look at the whole of Asia. He is not only the pride of the Chinese, but also the pride of the whole of Asia."

"You are still modest. The key is that he is the number one on every list, and this is the most terrifying thing..."

Duan Xuan smiled sly.

Yes, I can only get first, not second!

This goal is too important. When the Chinese team was at a disadvantage and behind, Dong Fangzhuo pulled the score back to the same starting line.

Belgian coach Cassillaji shook his head helplessly, as if he was not surprised by the goal conceding. After all, he had considered the possibility of being scored by Dong Fangzhuo before the game. With mental preparation, he naturally would not be too painful.

Of course, he still had a hint of luck in his heart. He wanted to stop the Chinese team's goal through defense, but the result proved that this move would not work, and his team had to push it out again.

Clauchen had already rolled up his shirt sleeves and commanded the game on the sidelines with his waist on his back. But he didn't dare to be careless at all. This was a life-and-death battle.

After Belgium pressed it back, the Chinese team's ball-control advantage disappeared instantly and was forced back. The facts proved that the Belgian coach's tactics were still too conservative, and they could continue to play against China.

Two minutes later, Belgium's counterattack almost formed a one-on-one offensive, but the defense line led by Li Weifeng was alert and successfully made offside, and Belgian striker Dembele fell into the offside trap.

Huang Jianxiang also praised: "This is purely the wisdom of the defender. This is Li Weifeng and the others deliberately created offside. It is not a coincidence. They acted very calmly, except for Tan Wangsong."

Before he finished speaking, Belgium's attack came again, and the Chinese team's midfield and backcourt were unable to breathe.

Yuan Weiwei tackled Demur directly on the right side, and the referee directly gave him a yellow card. Like Feng Xiaoting, Yuan Weiwei will also miss the final battle in the group against Brazil.

"If you get this yellow card, you have to do this. The defense must be defensive, even if you pay the price of a yellow card. However, it also shows from the side that our two full-backs are not strong enough. If Belgium continues to attack like this, then we may have someone to get a red card. This is something that Crowchen must consider. The players in front should pay attention to assisting defense."

Before the end of the half, Belgium attacked the Chinese team's defense several times, which posed a certain threat, but the Chinese team finally withstood their attack, and the score was still 1:1.

After the change of sides, neither side replaced them.

"Clauchen still dares to use Tan Wangsong, but there is no way to do this. The left back has no formal substitute. Wan Houliang is a central defender. Lu Jianjun is accustomed to playing right back and middle lane, so Tan Wangsong still needs to be clear..."

Belgium pressed up at the beginning, but Matens was too greedy in the heart of the Chinese team. Zheng Zhi cut off the ball under his feet, and then the Chinese team immediately launched a quick counterattack. Zhao Xuri made a straight pass in the middle, and the ball penetrated the Belgian defense line, but Mao Jianqing on the left was unable to catch up with the ball, and the Belgian opponent's goalkeeper attacked and cleared!

"Oh! If this ball is passed to Dong Fangzhuo, Mao Jianqing's speed is still not fast enough."

"Of course, Zhao Xuri's passing was not enough."

"Now that Belgium is pressing up, we really want to fight behind Belgium. We can always seize opportunities. We must calmly judge the situation and not waste the opportunity to attack easily."

Belgium plays very delicately. When they attack the Chinese team's hinterland, they are not in a hurry to hand the ball to the forward. They like to fall in front of the Chinese team's penalty area and try to open the Chinese team's defense by passing the ball.

But they have a weakness, their personal skills are not fine enough. Zhao Xuri shoveled over Castillo's feet!

call,

The Chinese fans in the stands felt cold and thought that Zhao Xuri had committed a foul at that moment.

But, no.

After he got up, he immediately handed the ball to Hao Junmin on the right. Hao Junmin held his breath and immediately crossed it to Dong Fangzhuo at a 45-degree angle. Dong Fangzhuo stopped the ball in the middle of the penalty area, but he had no chance to deal with it, so he could only knock the ball back. Zhao Xuri actually ran up so quickly! He once again divided the ball to the right wing, Hao Junmin made another cross, and the ball was destroyed.

"Zhao Xuri is very active. Although he is not a high-end sports car, he is a powerful tractor..."

"His courage has made the Chinese team not suffer a loss in the midfield, and the Chinese team's offense is on the rise."

The Chinese team drove the border ball, and the ball fell at Chen Tao's feet. Chen Tao moved it twice, but the ball was stolen by the Belgian player!

Long pass!

"Be careful!"

This time, Belgium played very easily, and he directly passed the game to find the front players.

Li Weifeng had no time to get close to the opponent's forward, but Tan Wangsong quickly approached from the left.

Bang-

It seemed that fans outside the court heard the crisp sound of tackles.

With Dembele passing the ball, Tan Wangsong raised his left foot and irrationally kicked it, kicking it directly between Dembele's thigh.

"ah!"

"This is a foul!"

Duan Xuan subconsciously clamped his legs and his neck shrank, as if Tan Wangsong kicked his pants instead of Dembele.

"Red card, the referee expelled Tan Wangsong with a red card. Our previous worries happened. The Chinese team really had a red card. It was really Tan Wangsong. Alas, I would have replaced him before, and I was trouble now. The Chinese team had to play more with less."

"This malicious foul will definitely get a red card. This is simply a 'severance of the grandson'. Although the Chinese team has a home advantage, it is useless! Let's see how Clauchen will adjust."

"If you attack, then the Chinese team's defense will be too empty. It may not benefit, and the defense will be wide open. The four defenders can't stand it, let alone the three defenders?"

Of course Clauchen was not stupid, he immediately replaced Chen Tao with Zhu Ting.

Forehead,

Although Dong Fangzhuo was depressed, he was still surprised to see Zhu Ting coming up to run to the left back position, because from now on, Zhu Ting might become a left back, from a forward to a left back, the fate of this young man is really...

Clauchen did not use the traditional defender to serve as the left back, but used Zhu Ting.

Perhaps, Crowchen is interested in Zhu Ting's explosive power. After all, Belgium is too fast. Although Zhu Ting's defense is not very good, his speed is awesome.

"After Chen Tao left the game, there was one less player in the Chinese team, and Mao Jianqing and Hao Junmin must also go back. At present, it is a draw, and the Chinese team can only rely on Dong Fangzhuo to break ahead alone. Now, defense is the most important thing! If the game is over, then the Chinese team will have a headache in the third round."

Beep,

The game resumes.

Sure enough, with more and less, Belgium finally showed its fangs of a fierce attack. At this time, it would take the Chinese team's life, so when will it be waiting!

In the 54th minute, Matens crossed the left wing and hit Dembele's feet in half a high. The latter stuck to the position and broke into the left wing of the penalty area and quickly attacked. However, the moment he shot, Feng Xiaoting boldly stretched his legs from the side to take the ball out of the baseline.

Belgium's corner kick was taken, and Feng Xiaoting pulled the green onions in the crowd again, pressing Dembele to push the ball out! Dong Fangzhuo almost got the ball back, but eventually fell to Belgium's feet, and the ball hit the right side of the Chinese team. Castillo cut into the penalty area and made a cross when he reached the near post. Feng Xiaoting made another key interception, breaking the ball out of the baseline.

"Feng Xiaoting has transformed into a world-class central defender again..."

“He made critical interceptions in succession.”

"Although the Chinese team's goal was in a panic and chaotic situation, the defense line was still very stable."

After a few stern things, the Chinese team was hit again. In the 64th minute, Zheng Zhi was entangled with his opponent behind him during the fight, and Zheng Zhi swung his elbow to hit someone.

"Oh no, this move is too big, it's very likely to be a red card!"

Huang Jianxiang exclaimed.

"Ah, yellow card!"

"Just a yellow card."

"The referee showed mercy. Even if he sent off Zheng Zhi with a red card, he had nothing to say, but he only gave yellow cards. This may be because the referee was softened because the Chinese team had already been sent off. Zheng Zhi, as an old player, you should not be so irrational!"

"If it becomes 9-to-11 on the court, it will be over."

The Chinese fans in front of the TV have already started to scold.

"Damn, Zheng Zhi, I'm crazy again at the critical moment."

"Can't he play football normally?"

"He and Li Weifeng are so frightening to watch. Did Clauchen gradually kick these two guys out of the national team?" Some angry fans were not satisfied with Li Weifeng and Zheng Zhi in this game.

Fans are mean. When they are showing a piece of shit, they don’t mind saying anything bad, let alone you always act like this?

"We can't give up. This point is very important and we must keep it!"

"Although the mosquito is small, it's meat, not to mention that this point is related to whether the Chinese team can qualify in the group."

Belgium, which has the advantage in numbers, has since had a more obvious siege effect in defense, and the Chinese team is in a tough battle.

In the 70th minute, Belgium got a chance to have a corner kick on the left wing. After a tactical corner kick was issued, the diagonal pass was passed in the penalty area. Dembele headed the ball under the double-team of Li Weifeng and Feng Xiaoting and was shot with his fist. A few seconds later, Belgium broke into the left wing of the penalty area again, and the attack at a small angle was saved by Zeng Cheng.

"Zeng Cheng's two moves are OK, but it also contrasts that the Chinese team's defense is shaky. If this continues, the Chinese team will be in danger. Mao Jianqing and Hao Junmin are both back, but they don't have much physical fitness left, right?"

Clauchen finally didn't wait any longer. Zhou Haibin came up to replace Mao Jianqing, and Huang Bowen came up to replace Hao Junmin.

"Hey, Zheng Zhi, Zhao Xuri, Zhou Haibin, Huang Bowen, is this the fourth midfielder? There is only one Dong Fangzhuo left in front. Clauchen told the Belgian, come on, I will put four defenders, four midfielders, if you have the ability, you will score the goal..."

Crowchen had no choice but to do it, otherwise what would you do if you let him do? This might be the only way to block Belgium's offensive firepower.

In the 80th minute, Belgium once again pressed against the Chinese team's penalty area. Castillo cut in the left wing. Facing Feng Xiaoting's defense, Castillo suddenly stepped forward and then shot hard!

Bang! Thanks to Li Weifeng's thighs!

This guy didn't give up, and a sliding tackle blocked the ball!

The ball flew high, Feng Xiaoting turned around and saw that he did not dare to neglect it, so he directly cleared the ball with a coquettish barb.

"Ah! I thought this ball was going to be over, Li Weifeng, you have made a contribution!"

Huang Bowen rushed out in the middle, poked his right foot horizontally, grabbed the ball before the Belgian player, and then transferred it to Zhou Haibin, and he rushed forward.

"Press up!"

Dong Fangzhuo greeted him in front.

Zhou Haibin passed the ball to Huang Bowen again. Huang Bowen did not stop the ball and directly swept it to Zhao Xuri on the right with his left foot.

At this time, Zhao Xuri actually had physical strength to attack. He twisted his waist and his hips swung very hard, and he directly hit the earth with his right instep!

The ball passed between the left center and left back in Belgium and was in a clear arc!

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

Belgium was pressing too far while attacking, so when Dong Fangzhuo used his speed to sprint, the two central defenders could not stop Dong Fangzhuo at all.

call,

call,

Dong Fangzhuo waved his arms vigorously and chased the ball.

Zhao Xuri's pass was a bit big! But he still held back his energy and rushed forward.

The Belgian goalkeeper rushed out.

It depends on who is coming soon.

Dong Fangzhuo will not give up!

All the Chinese fans in the stands stood up, clenched their fists tightly, and their mouths opened into an O-shaped shape.

quick!

quick!

hurry up!

Swish-

In the flash, Dong Fangzhuo's left toe stabbed the ball one step ahead of time, and the Belgian goalkeeper lost!

Dong Fangzhuo still caught up with the ball at lightning speed, forced his body to turn, and swept his right foot...

Slap—

The ball flew into Belgium's goal.

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

“2:1!”

“2:1!”

"The Chinese team beat Belgium with one less player, and Dong Fangzhuo scored twice!"

"Zhao Xuri passed a good shot, but Dong Fangzhuo's perverted speed could catch up, and no one else could do it."

Ahhhhhh! The Belgian coach's head instantly had a headache, and Dong Fangzhuo's attack was too fatal.

There is not much time left for Belgium, only ten minutes!

The Belgian players were also completely shocked. They were actually behind, which meant they were eliminated.

The good situation of the Chinese team playing is now behind.

anger,

The panic spread and instantly spread them.

Time has become super important to them.

They once again bombarded the Chinese team's goal.

But time seems to be running faster and faster.

In the 92nd minute, Belgian Demur was shot in front of the penalty area and was lifted from the crossbar by Zeng Cheng...

Beep,

Beep,

Beep,

In the end, the Chinese team defeated Belgium 2:1!
Chapter completed!