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The 80,000 fans in the Bird's Nest stadium couldn't sit still.

The more than 100 million viewers in front of the TV couldn't sit still.

How long has it been since they've experienced this feeling?

Every second counts, and every dribble and pass for South Korea makes them scared, and they are worried that their opponents can penetrate their backline anytime and anywhere!

In addition to the opening stages, the Chinese were able to play two decent attacks, but when the South Koreans adjusted to the rhythm of the game, they completely took over the game.

The Chinese team seems to have fallen back to four or five years ago in an instant, and those young players on the field also recalled the winless record against South Korea for more than 20 consecutive years!

The front court will not run, and the ball will be lost when it is taken, and even if the opponent relaxes and let him into the hinterland, the striker with weak legs will help the South Korean team clear the ball into outer space.

The midfielder is like a swarm of headless flies, blindly running around with the opposing players, what is organization? What is control?

Backfield...... In the case of chaos in the midfield, how can they hold on to the six gods without a master?

In fact, as early as when the South Korean team scored the first goal in the 20th minute of the first half, there were already voices in the stands calling for Qin Goode to play.

But their voice not only did not put the feverish hopefuls on the field, but also scared the South Korean team.

There was no need for Choi Kang-hee to command, and the players on the field sent the ball to the front court like crazy one by one - they wanted to destroy the opponent before Qin Goode came on the field!

Then they scored another goal and went back to the dressing room with a 2-0 scoreline.

"The end of the world in 2012 is coming a month early!"

On the domestic Internet, there are such pessimistic voices that have been rampant.

"Even if it's not the end of the world, the end of Chinese football has come."

"The previous 9-0 was a dream!"

"Without Qin Goode's national team, why is it exactly the same as before?!"

"Look at Fu Bo, he's like Xiang who has eaten a mouthful!"

"Let's get a new manager! It's uncomfortable to look at Fu Bo! ”

"Even if it's the belt team, that's it!"

"Only Qin Gude can save China!"

"Why doesn't Qin Gude play?!"

"Qin Good, you coward!"

"You can do it! No, don't bb! ”

"Why should I go on? When you go to the hotel to eat, you don't think it tastes good, do you have to cook for them yourself?! ”

"I didn't take responsibility at the critical moment! Fake man! ”

"Without him, you can't even watch the top ten!"

"What about the domineering of a 15-year-old German chick that you pushed down?!"

"This group of pig teammates, is he playing now to blame the Football Association?"

"Don't shout, it's all her sister's pot of the system!"

"It's not the end of the world to be two goals behind, the difference in strength between us is definitely not so big!"

Team Leader Yu cheered at the players in the locker room, but everyone could see the sweat dripping from his neck.

Fu Bo is even more dispossessed: he has also led the national team lacking Qin Goode to play several warm-up games in a row, and even the players in the semi-main rotation have performed very well! Why did these stars who called for wind and rain in China all become soft-footed shrimp on the real battlefield?

Zhu Guanghu, who was still blowing before the opening, received a phone call at halftime, and according to himself, it was "the gas tank in his house that exploded".

So he said goodbye to the studio with regret and hurried home to put out the fire.

He can leave, but the two commentators can't, and they have to help Director Zhu, who exploded at home, bring back his previous words......

At this time, Hao Dongdong spoke: "The players are too nervous, and their strength has not been brought into play at all. ”

"Including myself, we always say that our players have quality, but when we get on the field, we say that they are not even playing at a normal level, and the opponents are always 120 or 150 per cent...... But is that really the case? Hao Dacang fired a big cannon, "Isn't the ability to adjust psychology a kind of strength?" ”

"The difference between a friendly match and an official game is here, just like when you play a game, you may be able to shoot your head with a gun, and you can laugh and chat with your friends, but if you are really allowed to go to war, you may pee your pants, and the gap between the two is probably so ......big," He Wei said in his best style.

After the 12-minute speech, Team Leader Yu finally let the players move freely and take a breath.

He didn't want to end the speech, though, because his phone rang.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm setting them up for tactics......" he answered the phone as he walked out of the locker room and closed the door tightly.

The outside was a lot quieter.

Qin Gude finally took a breath.

No one likes such a locker room atmosphere.

Acting coach Fu Bo just clenched his fists, but he didn't know what to say - if he could think of it, the team leader had already finished speaking, and repeating it would only make him seem even more incompetent.

Two minutes later, the locker room door opened again.

Team leader Yu's spirit is a little better, but the sweat on his cheeks is still clearly visible.

He raised his arms and his voice became louder again: "Play well, the situation will definitely turn around in the second half!" ”

He remembered the call just now, and the smile returned to his face: "This is our home field, we have an advantage!" ”

Less than 15 minutes into the second half, the game was interrupted six times.

South Korea received two yellow cards for their midfielders after being warned by the referee for going too far in defence.

They had to cut back on their physical rivalry and turn a blind eye to China's seemingly non-threatening dribbling – after all, they don't want to be unavailable for the next round of fixtures because of a red card.

But just as they closed their eyes, Yu Hai suddenly and resolutely burst into the penalty area, and Hao Jun on the right immediately slashed the ball diagonally.

South Korean defender Park Joo-ho met him head-on and stabbed the ball away before his opponent could catch it.

Yu Hai then fell into the penalty area.

"Drop!"

The referee from Malaysia blew the whistle and the short, skinny, long-haired monkey pointed hard at the penalty spot before showing a red card to Park Joo-ho.

The South Korean formation suddenly exploded.

"It was a beautiful clearance!" Cui Kangxi pointed to his eyes and roared at the fourth official, "I can see it from fifty meters away!" Our player just brought him down! ”

Fourth, if a clay statue is unresponsive.

"Yu Hai was very alert this time forward, and he caught the Korean players off guard." Liu Jianhong raised his gaze, and the broadcast screen was playing in slow motion—he didn't want to watch this thing.

He Wei could only do the same, his eyes fell on the court, and then said something casually: "Penalty kick and red card, the South Korean team was sent off, and the Chinese team got a great opportunity." ”

Zheng Zhi, the captain of the Chinese team, discussed with Hao Jun, the number one superstar on the field, and Yu Hai, the creator of the penalty kick, for a long time, and finally let the more experienced Zheng Zhi play.

Fortunately, although Zheng Zhi was nervous, he still blasted the ball into the goal and pulled back a point for the Chinese team, 1-2!

The red flag in the stands was finally raised again, and the singing gradually returned to the sky above the bird's nest.

However, they immediately realized: not only did the 10-man South Korean team not back down, but the home whistle only inspired the anger in their bones.

Less than 10 minutes after the Chinese team scored the penalty, South Korean teenager Son Heung-min used a dribbling and shuttle to pass all the Chinese backline!

When he pushed the ball into the door, the stands at the Bird's Nest fell silent again.

"1-3, time left for the Chinese team...... It's not much. ”

Liu Jianhong muttered subconsciously, but his gaze didn't know where to fall.

It was already the 68th minute of the game, and the Chinese players who were two goals behind were full of despair.

In the goal just now, Zhang Linpeng, who hurriedly came from the right side to make up for the defense, was already eager to tackle the opponent directly, but he didn't even touch Sun Xingmin's socks, what else could he do?

Those two centre-backs are like dead men!

He Wei was about to search for two famous tragic poems in his mind, but he saw someone on the bench standing up.

He shouted out without thinking about it: "Qin Gude is going to play!" ”

But...... Time is running out for the Chinese team.

The time left for Qin Gude was less than 20 minutes.

Oops, why is it so fast to write about such a big poison point as the national football team......

If you have time in the evening, you will do it again (to be continued.) )