hiss

hiss

Wayne Rooney's eyes were about to fall out, and her whole face was twisted. She really wanted to smash the TV.

Damn, the Chinese team scored the fourth goal, and it was the No. 12 again. England's defense line was indeed paper-based.

Southgate came up, not as good as the original Keon! He gave Su Maozhen such a large space. What was he doing when Su Maozhen jumped to the top? He only thought of holding Su Maozhen's jersey with his left hand, but did he hold it?

No!

The ball has entered!

4:3!

"Su Maozhen!"

"Su Maozhen!"

"Su Maozhen!"

The name of Su Maozhen sounded from Gongshi. Guoan and Taishan fans were still friendly at this time, and they were not as exaggerated as they did in the future.

“Awesome,”

“Awesome,”

"Awesome!"

Yang Chen, Li Jinyu and the others did not stand up, but Su Maozhen stood up. He told Chinese fans with his second-game performance that although he was not as famous as Yang Chen and the others, he could also score goals!

This time, he rushed to the area of ​​Luneng fans, waving Shandong flags!

He kissed his palm lightly and then brought the kiss to the stands.

There was crazy joy on his face, tears flashed in his eyes, and he almost wanted to cry.

Zheng Zhi chased after him wildly, and then jumped onto him. Zhao Junzhe, Li Xiaopeng and others quickly crushed them to the ground. Except for Ou Chuliang who was standing on the gate line, everyone came up to celebrate.

4:3.

It was a dreamy night.

"crazy,"

"crazy,"

"It's so crazy!"

"Spectators, fans, what we are bringing you now is a friendly match between China vs England at the Capital Workers' Stadium. If you just turned on the TV at this time, don't be surprised. The Chinese team is currently leading England 4:3. You read that right, the Chinese team leads England!"

"Su Maozhen scored twice, overtaking the Chinese team!"

"The myth of the Invincible Worker is back!"

Huang Jianxiang had red eyes and pressed his fists tightly on the table, almost standing up and raising his arms and shouting.

As a football commentator, he has never felt so excited. He really wanted to stand up and sway flags and celebrate wildly...

"hey-hey,"

Zhang Lu was still calm enough. Although the muscles on his face were twitching, he still kept the calmness of a professional host.

"I feel like I'm dreaming now, and I believe everyone feels dreaming. In the dream, we are leading England 4:3, and we may win."

“If we can stick to the last twenty minutes, then we have a crazy night.”

"Of course, the game is like this, even if we fail in the end, we are crazy enough."

The Chinese are crazy, and the British are crazy too. But the latter is full of pain, just like eating shit.

Martin Taylor commented with emotion at one of his rare emotional comments.

"I have nothing to say."

“It’s a shit game.”

"Kegan will regret that he went there to play."

"The newspapers will be sold crazy tomorrow."

Andy Gray was even more excited.

"Kegan should be dismissed directly. If his team always plays like this, this England will not do anything in 2000."

"Kegan is really not suitable to be in England's coach, I can't see any hope."

"Defense is useless. Even the dog is better than their defense. That's fine, the offensive end is not as good as China? sh-it!"

Andy Grey swears in front of the people of the whole country.

Southgate couldn't laugh anymore, his face was even more embarrassing than his parents who died. It turned out that he was not much better than Kiow, and even worse than Kiow. How could he let that guy kick such a stretched shot?

The fish leaped under the nose and rushed to the top!

Gerald's face was not very good, after all, Zheng Zhi completed the assist after getting rid of him. He actually came up with emotion. Seeing Zheng Zhi performing so well, he was secretly competing with Zheng Zhi, but he found that the distance between him and Zheng Zhi was a bit far away!

Although it was just a friendly match, falling behind made everyone's mood fall to the extreme and he was a little panicked.

Maybe I think I will be bombarded by the news media after the game, or maybe I think I will lose to a weak opponent like China.

Anyway, they became anxious inexplicably.

Horton, smiling, made another substitution adjustment. He replaced Shao Jiayi with Shens and replaced Yang Chen with Hao Haixi.

After the game was resumed, England's offense was a little chaotic. Gerald rushed up, disrupting the team's formation. Scholes' position was a bit awkward. The Chinese team began to retreat to the half. After about ten minutes, only Gerald's two long shots were shot.

Bambie on the left was busy breaking through, Gerald in the middle fought alone, Beckham on the right was seen dead by Zhao Junzhe, while Scholes was followed closely by Zheng Zhi.

England is facing difficulties.

"God!"

"Let's think of a solution!"

"Are we going to face a failure?"

Martin Taylor hit the table with a little regret.

Chinese fans have long forgotten Irving, Beckham, and Hiller.

Dongdongdongdongdong,

"Come on China!"

Dongdongdongdongdong,

"Come on, the Chinese team!"

Gongs and drums shook the sky, and the sound of cheering was deafening. Gongshe belonged to Gongshe, a Chinese fan, and England was lost here, and their army could no longer find its direction.

Time passed by seconds, and even Beckham's free kick was magical. Although he was still running diligently on the right side, he could not deliver shells to his teammates. Zhao Junzhe, this unknown Chinese player, stuck to him like a magnet.

On the contrary, Shen Si almost gave Su Maozhen the third assist on the left.

The anxious Gerald made a mistake in the 88th minute and almost rewrite the score. Unfortunately, Hao Haidong's shot was weak and powerless.

"There is not much time left for England!"

"Two minutes left."

"Basically, we can hold on to victory, if nothing unexpected happens."

"Now Zheng Zhi got the ball, Gerald is coming."

"Oh, Gerald made a foul."

"This young man is too impatient and fouls at any time. Look at Zheng Zhi, how calm he is to take the ball."

"After this ball was opened, it was probably about the same."

...

...

Beep,

Beep,

Beep.

"The whole game ends!"

"China defeated England 4:3!"

"We avenged 0:3 in 1996!"

"Although this is just a friendly match, it is tantamount to injecting a dose of heart-warming agent for Chinese football, which has enhanced our confidence and allowed us to see that China can also compete with the world's strong teams!"

"Tonight, it belongs to Chinese football, Chinese soldiers, and Chinese fans!"
Chapter completed!