"Yang Chen and Lasibu have scored 9 goals now, but Lasibu has 2 penalty kicks, and Yang Chen doesn't have a single penalty kick. The technical content of the round goal is Yang Chen's real scorer list at this time."

"The final has lost its suspense. In the history of world football, there has never been a final that was reversed with three goals leading!"

"We never thought we could lead three goals in the first half. What we could think of was how many difficulties we encountered in the game. Our first championship came so dreamy."

...

Walking into the locker room with a score of 3:0, everyone had a smile on their faces. The champion was at his fingertips, and there was no reason to be unhappy.

"Ha, I want to take a shower and wait for the awards."

“Kuwait is so delicious.”

"If I were Kuwait, I would just admit defeat. What else would I play? They would have to concede the ball in the second half."

"It's time to find a place, celebrate tonight."

“…”

Even Horton and Zhu Guanghu were smiling and celebrating in the locker room.

Zheng Zhi was shocked.

This scene is so familiar...

The first half was 3:0...

Poor AC Milan suddenly popped up in his mind, and the damn Istanbul miracle reminded him.

The AC Milan players thought so at that time.

but……

Well, this matter cannot be used as an example, it is only in 1998.

"We've even encountered black for three minutes,"

“There are 45 minutes left now,”

"It is not impossible for an opponent to chase three goals in a row."

Zheng Zhi suddenly spoke a few words coldly in the locker room.

"We don't dare to say that we are the champions in less than the last second."

"Be careful!"

"Isn't it a living example of our four goals reversed by Iran last year?"

...

...

...

The generals were speechless.

Horton and Zhu Guanghu also blushed in an instant. They were so old that they were not as good as Zheng Zhi!

The latter quickly retracted his emotions and shouted with shamelessness:

"Zheng Zhi is right,"

"Don't be too happy too early and be blinded by the goal,"

“The competition is not over yet!”

"We must play as we did in the first half! Fight firmly! Fight hard! Don't allow any distractions on the court!"

"Don't be the laughing stock of history!"

...

In this way, Zheng Zhi stopped his teammates' flying mentality in time in the locker room. Horton, who originally wanted to make substitutions immediately, became cautious and did not make substitutions.

On the other end of the locker room, Makara gave another passionate speech, trying to arouse the blood and honor of Kuwait players. As for the combat effectiveness, Makara himself didn't know, and the first half really disappointed him.

The players did not dare to be careless, but the Chinese fans in the stands could continue to laugh and cheer and wait for the championship to come. For the first time, they were eager to end the game at the beginning of the second half.

When they were fighting Iran, they were still worried for seventy minutes, but now they are fighting Kuwait and killing them, they don’t believe that there will be any surprises in the next game, and the champion will not be able to escape.

However, the Chinese players on the court were still very focused. After the game started again, Zhang Enhua even got a yellow card in order to prevent Lasibu from rushing over to get the ball and gave Kuwait a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.

"There are people in Kuwait who can play beautiful free kicks, and it's this Haji."

"Now he's standing in front of the ball."

"Our human walls need to be arranged. When we hit Iran, we lost the ball because of the human walls."

This time, Fan Zhiyi and his friends sealed the closest corner tightly, leaving no gap. Fan Zhiyi, who was slightly sideways, tightly covered the bird's nest with his hands, and his eyes were obviously a little nervous. General Fan rarely had such a look.

They are all psychological shadows left when they hit Iran last time, so when they were standing in a wall this time, his standing posture was a bit special...

Beep,

The whistle sounded, and Haji rushed towards the ball, swung his right foot back, and the wall subconsciously shrank.

However, Haji did not choose to shoot with his right foot, but shook his ankle, but chose to use his external instep to knock the ball across the right side of the penalty area.

Tactical free kick!

Atechi on the right rushed up quickly, and the right side was empty! Yang Chen was the closest to Atechi, but Yang Chen could not have run back to help.

But Zheng Zhi on the far right side of the wall had a clear understanding of everything, and he still had a chance!

What he saw was not only the ball in front of him, but also Yang Chen behind Ateqi and the wider world behind Yang Chen.

So, he rushed out from the wall and then flew toward the ball in front of him.

Atechi had already shook his right leg and was about to kick his feet, but Yang Chen's flying shovel was faster, and his feet were quickly shoveling towards the ball against the turf.

The brave one wins when we meet on a narrow road!

Ataiqi was frightened by Zheng Zhi's sudden tackle. He stopped his feet, afraid that he would be ruined by Zheng Zhi's shovel. At that moment, he seemed to have seen the blade of Zheng Zhi's shoe slid by his nails, but this was just an illusion of fear!

"ah?!"

With a swish, Zheng Zhi shoveled the ball from Atechi's eyes, and immediately got up, and immediately sent a straight pass.

What a familiar scene. In the Bundesliga, Yang Chen and Zheng Zhi completed such a stunning cooperation. At that time, they beat Leverkusen and Zheng Zhi did a similar vote.

Yang Chen, who understood it, immediately stepped in and started to ride alone for thousands of miles! He quickly drove the ball across the center line, and the Kuwait defender rushed over.

It was a bit far from the goal, and Yang Chen glanced at Zhang Yuming on the other side, and Zhang Yuming happened to rush up.

2vs2, he has a choice.

After taking two deep breaths, he forced his speed and rushed forward three steps again, but before the opponent's central defender approached, he chose to pass the ball to the far end.

Zhang Yuming did not run away in vain. He got the ball. He could not pass the ball back. On the right line of the penalty area, he put all his strength into the goal.

Pull out a curved ball in the instep of the right foot, and the ball is directly hung on the upper left corner of the goal!

"Oye!!!!!!!!!"

"Oye!!!!!!!!!"

"Zhang Yuming!!!"

The moment the ball entered the net, there was another climax in the stands.

4:0!

A goal that secured the victory.

"The ball has entered!"

"The ball has entered!"

"Zhang Yuming!"

“4:0.”

"The score is already very exaggerated. The Chinese team regards the final as a group stage."

Unexpectedly, shortly after the second half of the game began, the Chinese team scored again, and the game became completely unsuspecting.

At the VIP seat, the leaders of the Football Association cheered like children. For the first time, the Chinese men's football team earned them enough face and glory...
Chapter completed!