"Straight stopper!"

Duan Yixuan slapped on the live broadcast stage, and the three cups of tea shook non-stop. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Rong Ritian was once taught one thing: a pass to Qin Gude...... Be sure to have more advance than others!

So he did his best to launch a direct pass of more than 35 meters!

After passing the ball, Rong Ritian sat on the ground because he lost his center of gravity.

He watched as his ball grazed Abat's way up behind him!

The Italian defender, who didn't have time to brake, sat on the turf like him!

Both Bonucci and Chiellini saw that the red figure that was still in front of them just now turned into a flash of lightning in an instant!

"Qin Good!"

Duan Yixuan slapped him again.

Although not as fast as the likes of Bale and Ronaldo, Qin Goode was fast enough for him to catch up with his teammates in front of the two tall and bulky central defenders, but in this way, he had already reached the far left side of the penalty area from the middle, Chiellini and Bonucci were like two mountains in front of him and Buffon, and most importantly...... He's barely at the angle of his shot!

Waiting for a teammate to help?

Oh no, due to the previous meat bun tactics, even Rong Ritian, who passed the ball to him, is still in the middle circle at the moment, as for Yu Hai and Zhao Xuyang, they have no intention of coming out to answer - they are already tired of dogs, no matter whether this ball can be scored or not, it has nothing to do with them!

Qin Gude didn't want to wait for them to come over at all, he reached out and knocked the ball into the penalty area as he caught up with the ball, and then rushed towards the two tall Italian central defenders with the ball.

"One dozen two!"

Duan Yixuan covered his right hand, which was a little painful, but his eyes were staring straight at the screen.

"No, it's a dozen three!"

He Wei reminded him that behind the two central defenders, there is also a top goalkeeper!

There is a saying in the football world: a good goalkeeper sometimes tops half of the team!

Gianluigi Buffon is such a good goalkeeper!

"Leon, grab it! Geo, make up for it! He shouted the names of the two centre-backs and directed them to form a defensive system, not at all worried that Qin Gude would understand his own Italian - of course, Qin Gude could not understand a word in the first place.

Bonucci was ordered to move, he immediately blocked Qin Good's route from the edge of the big penalty area to the small penalty area, and he was not ready to fight with the opponent in such a dangerous area for 300 rounds, he was not prepared to cut off the ball from Qin Good's feet from the beginning, but just wanted to use his burly body to squeeze the Chinese core directly out of the defensive area.

The Italian wanted to use his body to press, but Qin Gude didn't plan to have a close contact with the other party, he took a big step horizontally against the big penalty area, and suddenly got up before Bonucci posted it!

Everyone was shocked by his kick.

Even Zhang Lu couldn't help frowning: "In the position of the left rib, the angle is not good at all......"

Buffon had already blocked the near post, he was blocking his nest like an old hen, and Qin Good's shot looked completely impossible to slip through his fingers!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound in his ears, and the whole goal shivered in the wind.

"Oops! Right in the middle of the goalpost! Duan Yixuan hugged his head and sighed, "Qin Gude is only one centimeter away from the hat trick!" ”

Buffon's ears were still ringing with the sound of the goal shaking, and Chiellini and Bonucci were still turning their heads to observe the goal, but a red shadow suddenly appeared on the front of the six-yard box.

He was like a ghost, almost aiming at the rebound of the ball!

When Buffon turned around, he was less than five meters away from the other party!

He even saw the smile on the corner of Red No. 7's mouth!

"Qin!" He Wei only had time to spit out the first word, and Qin Gude completed the second kick less than five meters away from the goal!

He didn't volley hard, just with the outside of his instep, and the ball drew an arc in the six-yard box that was enough to bypass Buffon's hands and gently fell to the far end of the goal!

In that moment, Buffon could only watch the ball roll into the net at the near post!

Even if he had a rocket thrower under his feet, he couldn't stop the ball!

"Hat-trick! Hat-trick! Hat-trick! ”

After saying important things three times, Duan Yixuan shouted three times in a row before he finally burst out laughing, "Qin Gude smashed the iron wall of Italy!" He allowed the best goalkeeper of all time to scoop the ball from the goal three times in a row! ”

Compared with the bragging of his compatriots, He Shishi is more rational, and he is still broadcasting the score for the audience: "The score is 3-1 now, even if you count injury time, it is less than five minutes before the end of the game, leaving time for the Italian team...... Not much! ”

The last sentence exposed his bad intentions.

Only Zhang Hehe is still seriously analyzing the goal just now: "Do you think that this goal is like following the script?" ”

"What script?" The two commentators who were still happily drinking tea were stunned.

"Look," Zhang Lu pointed to the replay of the camera, "Goode didn't wait at all after the first kick, and without any hesitation, he went straight behind Bonucci diagonally, and appeared almost unmistakably in the rebound path of the ball......

Duan Yixuan's eyes widened: "...... He just made a two-to-two collision with the goalpost! ”

He Wei was stunned, and then he shook his head again and again: "This is not scientific!" How can there be such an accurate script?! ”

"Is it impossible?" Zhang Lu smiled and asked rhetorically, "With Qin Goode's footwork, what's so difficult about hitting the goalpost at such a close distance?" ”

He Shiren opened his mouth, but in the end he could only nod: "It's really not difficult to ......"

On the domestic network, there is a post that hits the nail on the head in pointing out what they are doing right now.

"Compared with Duan Pants and He Poet, Zhang Hehe is still more skilled! He seems to be rational and neutral and objectively analyzes how Qin Gude scored goals from a technical point of view, but he blows a unique way, unprecedented, and unparalleled! But you can't accuse him of being a big blower! ”

Just as the domestic crowd was cheering and celebrating for China to take another two-goal lead, the Italian team launched a final onslaught.

Balotelli's technique is indeed good, and he is still able to attract three Chinese defenders by himself with his skillful ball control skills despite his physical exhaustion. But he has been completely addicted to personal solo fighting, even if he is dazzled by pedaling the bicycle, he can't break into the last 15-meter penalty area, but because He Rong has been facing each other for too long, he wasted the last opportunity to attack.

"Drip, drip, drip!"

When the referee blew the final whistle, the Italians lowered their heads in frustration, gasping for air, some lying on their backs on the grass, but many more covering their eyes.

Balotelli crossed his hands on his waist, sweat dripping down his head, and he looked at the Chinese team's goal close at hand in a daze, and he still couldn't break into the last ten meters of the area.

Prandelli closed his eyes in agony on the sidelines, while his old-timer Lippi reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

3-1, they lost to the Chinese team.

Lose both! The runner-up of the European Championship is out!

They can enjoy a rare summer vacation.

But Italian football has yet to see the day of its rise. (To be continued.) )