"The game has entered the last half hour, the score is still 20, and Qatar firmly occupies the initiative on the field," He Wei, who was in charge of the commentary, suddenly sighed, "There is not much time left for the Chinese team." ”

This sentence was not originally his commentary style, but when he saw his teammates squandered precious attacking opportunities in the opponent's midfield again and again, he ghostly uttered another colleague's signature commentary.

"After 65 minutes, Qatar made a second substitution, replacing the hero of the first half with Amid, and it seems that they have no worries about this victory," his voice suddenly stopped, and then spoke again, "The Chinese team played the last card, and the teenager Qin Gude replaced Deng Zhuoxiang. ”

Maybe the games of this Asian Cup were late at night in China time, or maybe they were generally not optimistic about the prospects of the national team and Gao Hongbo, CCTV did not arrange guests, and He Wei had to explain alone.

"Although Qin Gude is only 19 years old, he is already a player that Chinese fans are very familiar with. Today is his first appearance in this Asian Cup, and despite the disadvantage of the national football team, it is hoped that he can play at his normal level, at least to give the audience some hope. ”

But the accident two minutes later brought hope to an end: centre-back Zhao Peng suffered a leg injury after landing on the ground in a scramble for a header, and after a brief treatment on the sidelines, he played for another minute, but finally couldn't hold on and was directly carried off the field on a stretcher.

In the footage, the Chinese guard covers his eyes in pain, the 28-year-old did not officially become a member of the national team until a year and a half ago, and today he is going to say goodbye to his first tournament completely, he is unwilling, but there is nothing he can do.

And this scene also made the 2,000 Chinese fans who came to the scene to watch collectively lose their voices.

But he heard a young voice.

"Brother Peng, we are waiting for you in the knockout round."

Zhao Peng couldn't help but open his eyes, and in his eyes blurred by tears, he only saw a not tall back: "22,".

"Two goals behind, and one less central defender, the Chinese team has used up all the substitutions, and now it can only play ten or eleven, it's really a house leak that coincides with overnight rain" He Wei shook his head, "Gao Hongbo can only make adjustments to the players on the field, Yang Hao retreated to the right back, ** Peng changed to play the middle, so that there are only two people left in the midfield, Qin Gude took the ball, he took the ball over the midfield alone, he tried to shoot from a distance" His voice suddenly rose an octave from the calm of the waves, "The ball is in!" Qin Goode! ”

Qin Gude stood at the top of the arc of the penalty area and waved his fist at the coach's seat.

Qatar's formation was very deep, so except for a striker who stretched his legs, no one interfered with his advance, which is simply telling himself: If you have the ability, shoot!

Good foot wind today!

Qu Jiangbo bent down to pick up the ball from the net for the first time, and pulled Yang Xuri, who was still in a daze, back to the middle circle, the Chinese team did not celebrate, and the game started again.

Qatar's coaching team is not a decoration after all, the coach immediately commanded his midfielders to form a siege and intercept Qin Gude who scored a goal, and as long as he received the ball, he unceremoniously pounced on him.

This undoubtedly made Qin Gude play very difficult, and the back Yu Tao must focus all his energy on defense, and will hardly give him any support, he can only seek cooperation with Yang Xuri, Qu Jiangbo, and Hao Jun.

But after playing for more than 70 minutes, Qu Jiang's body gradually began to be insufficient, and the center Yang Xuri was more caught in the middle of the two central defenders, and only Hao Jun could use his own dribbling to disrupt Qatar's wings, but his two crosses did not reach Yang Xuri's head without exception.

In the 75th minute, Qatar, who felt that the one-goal lead was not safe, pressed it vigorously, but was prejudged in advance by ** Peng, who was a guest central defender, and directly stopped the football, and then Rong Ritian sent a long pass from the left side, Yang Xuri, who was in an offside position, pulled away the opponent's two central defenders, and Qu Jiangbo inserted it at high speed from the left. But just as they were about to form a one-on-one, the linesman's whistle sounded, and they closed their eyes and judged it to be offside.

"It was Yang Xuri who was in an offside position, but he didn't touch the ball!" Gao Hongbo and Fu Bo angrily explained to the fourth official, but this had no effect on the verdict on the field, and only the fourth official's smile and shaking his head responded to him.

"Brother Rong," Qin Gude was stunned by Rong Ritian's long pass, and he ran over in two or three steps, "Pass me a ball like this." ”

"This is a hanging pass behind the central defender" Rong Ritian, who had yellow hair, looked at his young teammates and was a little puzzled.

"Just hang past the guy in midfield," he gestured, "a little higher, give me a lead so I can lift the pace." He made a point of emphasizing height because he knew that his team-mate's half-high ball was very easy to intercept

"I'll try." Rong Ritian nodded, he still had a certain grasp of his pass.

Around 80 minutes, Qatar once again organized a fierce offensive, with six midfielders collectively crossing the halfway line and attacking the hinterland of the Chinese team, while two full-backs also hovered around the center circle, ready to insert assists at any time. Due to the fact that there was one less player, Qin Gude and Qu Jiangbo also had to shrink back to help their side defend.

But despite this, they still failed to stop Qatar's offensive, whether it was the back or the core of the defense, Du Weifeng, was stunned by the opponent's fast pass, but fortunately, the goalkeeper Zeng Cheng attacked decisively and blocked the opponent's close header with one palm.

** Peng, who played as a guest at the central defender, kicked the football out of the small penalty area for the first time, and Yu Tao then transferred it to the left fullback Rong Ritian.

"Brother Rong!" Qin Gude's voice rang out almost at the same time.

Rong Ritian lowered his head to protect the football, and completed the half-turn movement, he looked up at his young teammates who had begun to run, and his eyes fell on the football at his feet again.

He took two steps forward and picked up his right foot.

Qin Gude has run from the top of the arc of the big penalty area to the middle circle.

A little higher!

Rong Ritian felt that the strength and position of his kick this time were just right, this was a pass that could score a full score!

However, in Qin Good's view, this pass is far from a perfect score, and the slightly smaller advance makes him have to slow down slightly to adjust the way he receives the ball, which undoubtedly leaves extra time for the opponent to respond.

"Rong Ritian long pass, the Chinese team launched a counterattack! The football went straight past the two midfielders of Qatar, and he wanted to pass it to Chingud! He Wei's voice unconsciously raised an octave again, and the speed of his speech was even faster, "Qin Goode stops the ball!" There is almost no slowdown! He's speeding up! There are only two central defenders in Qatar at the back! ”

The two centre-backs, Abdullah and Rajaba, were a little flustered in the face of Qin Goode's high-speed dribbling, but the tacit understanding between them allowed them to complete the defensive work in an instant: the former quickly stepped forward to press, while the latter chose to retreat to become the last barrier in front of the goalkeeper.

Forty meters away from the gate, this had already entered Qin Gude's shooting range, but he did not rush to get his feet, but chose to continue to rush towards the left side of the big forbidden area!

"Qatar's two defenders have a very clear division of labor, Abdullah has already posted up, he has no chance to get up, he can only continue to dribble the ball, so I am afraid that the opponent will be forced into a corner" He Wei was a little pity, but what happened immediately made him stunned.

Before Abdullah was about to stick to him, Qin Gud suddenly chose to brake suddenly, pushed the football between Abdullah's legs with his left foot, and then twisted his waist and swept past him.

Abdullah didn't expect him to make such a deft change of direction in the process of high-speed dribbling, and in a hurry, he could only choose to reach out and pull people, even if he fouled, he couldn't let his opponent break through him!

Qin Gude didn't expect the other party to be so unscrupulous with the help of the home whistle, a huge force grabbed his jersey, and the speed he had just raised was completely limited in an instant.

"Ball!" A red figure broke into his field of vision from the right side, Qin Gude knew who it was, he didn't hesitate at all, and kicked the football over with all his might.

"Qin Good's cross in front of the penalty area! Artemisia Jun shoots the horse to catch up! Shot! He Wei's voice trembled faintly, "22! The Chinese team equalized! ”

Facing most of the empty goal, Hao Jun, who had no physical problems, chose the most secure push into the bottom right corner, and Qatari goalkeeper Al-Burhan had not even turned around from the left side of the gate at this time.

After a brief silence, the 2,000 Chinese fans erupted in cheers.

The bench of the Chinese team was even more jubilant, Gao Hongbo's fists had already clenched his knuckles white, and his palms were already full of sweat.

There was a sudden relief behind Qin Gude, he thought it was Abdullah who finally let go of his hand, but immediately felt a chill on his back.

When he looked back, the Qatari defender was staring at a piece of red fabric in his hand

"Pass beautifully!" Hao Jun threw himself on top of him, his face full of excitement.

Qin Gude responded to the enthusiasm of his teammates and lifted him up hard: "Shoot beautifully!" ”

Behind Hao Jun, more teammates rushed towards them as if they had already won the championship.

"If the score of 22 can be maintained to the end, the Chinese team has 4 points with one win and one draw, and is still firmly in the second place in the group, while Qatar has one draw and one loss, with only 1 point, then in the third round, even if the Chinese team loses to Uzbekistan, the first in the group, as long as Qatar cannot achieve a big victory of more than 4 goals, the Chinese team can enter the knockout round!" After He Wei briefly calculated the goals scored and conceded by both sides, he excitedly announced, "And as long as the Chinese team draws, Qatar will be eliminated!" ”

But I don't know if he ever thought that if Uzbekistan, which won both games, wants to fight the Chinese team, then why can't Qatar, as the host, win Kuwait by five goals?

After a brief celebration, Qin Gude re-established his goal for his teammates: "Resist the first wave of attacks, fight another counterattack, and make them give up the attack completely!" ”

Qin Gude looked up at the Qatari fans sitting in the stadium, and raised his fist vigorously: "Let the host be an honest audience!" ”

He doesn't want to leave his fate to Uzbekistan!

I don't want a draw to qualify!