"21 minutes and 30 seconds! The Chinese team took advantage of a direct free kick opportunity to blast the door of Italy! The scorer is the new captain of the Chinese team, Qin Good! ”

Duan Yixuan's excited voice still echoed on the TV. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, he has reason to be excited, because this is the first time in recent years that the Chinese team has led the world's top teams in an official competition!

If you remove those warm-up matches and friendly matches, this is the first time in the history of the Chinese team to break through the door of the top heroes!

Don't say that the Confederations Cup is not as important as the World Cup, and it is not important...... It's also much more formal than those warm-up games during the "Gongti Undefeated" period!

Qin Gude didn't make a celebratory gesture, he just exchanged high-fives with Hao Jun, who was closest to him, and then retreated back to his position.

Lippi sat in the dugout and applauded, admiring the young man who was able to keep his composure after scoring the goal.

If it were replaced by other Chinese, I don't know how happy they would be after scoring a goal in Italy. But Qin Good's calm performance seemed to tell everyone: It's just a goal, and it's not worth celebrating, because it's not yet time to be satisfied.

Italian coach Prandelli frowned slightly, and he stood on the sidelines and shouted two words to the somewhat annoyed players on the field.

Of course, Qin Gude couldn't understand what the Italian was shouting, but the players opposite him had already acted.

When Italy restarted, Chingoud found it difficult to completely block Andrea Pirlo's movements, as the Italian brain was always surrounded by team-mates to help keep his defence out.

De Rossi and Montolivo, there must be one who will have a brief entanglement with Qin Goode to give Pirlo time and space to play.

The Italian attack was immediately reactivated as soon as Andrea Pirlo was able to deliver passes up front – after all, there was still a considerable gap between the rest of the Chinese squad and the Azzurri's quality, even though the Italian midfield was anything but luxurious.

Not only is it not luxurious, this is probably the most civilian Italy in history, without Piero, Baggio, Rivera, Inzaghi, Totti, Albertini, Nesta, Maldini, Cannavaro and other famous superstar players, and there are no notorious giants such as Gattuso, Materacci, Ambrosini, and the only players who can be called superstars are Buffon and Pirlo.

Gianluigi Buffon's goal has already been broken by Chingoud, and now Pirlo can only use his own deployment to help his team tear apart the opposition's defence.

Sun Jihai, Zhang Linpeng, Li Xuepeng, Rong Ritian four defenders plus Zhao Xuyang and Zheng Zhi two backs, plus two fullbacks of Artemisia Jun and Yu Hai who retreated to defense, and core midfielder Qin Goode, except for striker Gao Feilin, the Chinese team invested almost all its troops in defense.

No one will think that the Chinese team pays too much attention to defense, because this is the most direct reflection of the difference in strength between the two teams, even the most civilian Italian team, their offensive ...... It's not something that the current Chinese defenders can easily resist – even though China and Italy are only 18 places apart in the world rankings......

Qin Goode may be able to solve the problem of lack of offensive strength alone, but there is not much he can do about defense, and he can only rely on the overall efforts of the team.

Compared to the other three defenders, the 36-year-old veteran Sun Jihai is undoubtedly the oldest, and he has also become the preferred target of Italian attacking players.

Even Balotelli, a brainless kid, knows that the old man who guards the left side of the Chinese team is old enough to be his uncle.

However, after several attempts, he found that the old man with messy hair and wrinkles on his forehead was not as easy to deal with as he thought.

Compared with the all-round performance of eating the right side and taking into account both offense and defense at his peak, Sun Jihai's speed has already dropped sharply, and his physical confrontation is not as good as the young and strong Heiba God, but he still stubbornly entangles the slower Italian golden boy with his experience in the Premier League for many years, and stretches his legs around the front to cut off the ball.

"Sun Jihai once again successfully defended Balotelli! Ba Shen's feints didn't deceive him at all! Duan Yixuan's jaw fell directly on the table, "Oh my God! I read that right! ”

Zhang Lu smiled slightly: "Compared to the old rivers and lakes, Balotelli is still too tender, although Sun Jihai is older, but he is the most experienced. ”

He Wei, the youngest of the three, recalled the vicissitudes of life ten years ago: "I suddenly remembered that when Sun Jihai played Manchester City against Arsenal for the first time, he made four or five successful tackles from Henry's feet!" Although Balotelli became famous at a young age, he was not enough to see compared to the gun king at his peak! ”

After breaking the ball, Sun Jihai took two steps forward with the football, and then did not hesitate to make a long pass!

A long pass from the right flank!

Aquilani, Montolivo, De Rossi and others, who were originally in front of them, craned their necks to see a white light passing through the sky, while Pirlo, who was behind, felt a hot wind suddenly surging in front of him.

"Qin Goode?!" Duan Yixuan's voice sounded again in the live broadcast room.

Sun Jihai found Qin Gude forty meters away in the backfield!

Zhang Lu opened his mouth: "If Qin Gude is excluded, Sun Jihai is indeed the best passer in this national team, but it's a pity that he is really older, otherwise he can become Gude's most reliable teammate......"

No one accompanied him to sigh, because Qin Gude immediately made the next move!

Pirlo's defensive level is just sparse and ordinary, he hit twice in a row and couldn't make Qin Goode lose his center of gravity, and when he wanted to kick hard, Qin Goode left him directly behind with a big stride.

Chiellini and Bonucci hadn't decided who would be the first to save, and Qin Goodall had already drawn the ball on the run!

His shot came without warning, and instead of rounding his thigh and kicking the ball as usual, he rubbed the ball with the instep of his foot!

Thanks to the momentum of the run, the ball was quite fast, and it spun quickly around the Italian goal in a huge arc.

"Oops!"

This shout of chagrin did not come from anyone else, but from the Italian door god Gianluigi Buffon.

His position just now was slightly to the right, so when he saw Qin Gude suddenly come with a shot close to thirty meters, his first reaction was to retreat to the left.

High?!

Buffon jumped as he retreated, his right hand reaching out as high as he could, trying to block the whirling shadow.

However, all his efforts were in vain, as a shot from 30 yards grazed the frame above and flew into the goal behind him, sending a snow-white spray into the net.

“2-0！ The Chinese team scored another goal at the last minute of the first half! Sun Jihai sent a precise long pass after breaking the ball, and Qin Gude scored twice in front of the gate guarded by Buffon! He twice broke the Italian goal, which has always been known for its iron-clad defence! Duan Yixuan's face flushed slightly because he was too excited.

"Looking at Buffon's frustrated and helpless expression, it was like a dream." He Wei's literary temperament broke out again, "If this is a dream, please don't let me wake up." If you must wake up, please let me do this for 90 minutes......"

Instead of dropping back into the half-time this time, he spread his hands flat and did a celebration he had done at Old Trafford.

"This is a 360-degree domineering review of Manchester United's old king Eric Cantona!" He Wei immediately found the allusion to this celebratory action, "I am afraid he is the only one who can score twice in front of Italy but still be so calm!" ”

Zhang Lu showed a pleased smile: "Qin Gude is fighting alone. ”

Qin Gude, who had completed the domineering review, was hugged by Sun Jihai, who pounced from behind.

"You kid scored two goals in Italy!" His Uncle Sun looked much more excited than he was, as if he was the protagonist of the goal.

Qin Gude smiled, and then patted Uncle Sun's broad shoulder: "There's still half a game, Uncle Hai." (To be continued.) )