"Poof!"

This time, Ronnie wasn't as agile as before. He stumbled under his feet and fell completely on Ou Chuliang.

"Ou Chuliang saved the ball!"

"Ou Chuliang defused Ronaldo's single knife!"

"Ou Chuliang once again saved the National Olympics!"

After sanity reoccupied the high ground, Huang Jianxiang let out a series of exclamations into the microphone.

"It's incredible, it's the first time I've seen a Ronnie pendulum pass stopped, and in such a magical way!"

On the other side of the ocean, Advocaat sat in front of the TV, watching the replay of the ball, and couldn't help but lose his voice.

As PSV Eindhoven's manager, Advocaat knows better than anyone how terrible Ronaldo's assault can be. Although Ronaldo and his manager have had some minor frustrations, that doesn't stop him from making a huge statement about the talented Brazilian.

Inter pulled out of the bid because PSV Eindhoven's asking price was too high, but Catalonia's Barcelona had a lot of money. After the Olympics, Ronnie will be playing in one of Europe's top leagues to show off his talents.

PSV Eindhoven really don't want to lose Ronaldo, but they have no choice. That's why they want to see younger, better players at the Olympics and then throw an olive branch.

Brazil is the focus of all European clubs.

However, when Ou Chulian cracked Ronaldo's pass, the whole world resounded with an exclamation.

A young Chinese goalkeeper who entered the field of vision of Europe's top club for the first time.

"Ronnie, how are you?" Rivaldo was the first to run up and pull Ronaldo off Acchulian.

After not having Ronaldo's two legs to block his vision, Ou Chuliang gradually lowered the arm that protected his face.

"Xiao Ou!"

"Ryoko!"

The other defenders of the National Olympic Games also surrounded Ou Chuliang.

"I'm fine." Ou Chuliang shook his numb arm. Just now, Ronaldo's leg just kicked the ball on his arm, but the leg behind him retracted.

As the top scorer in the Eredivisie just recovering from injury, Ronnie knows better than anyone how important health is to a player.

"How did you do that?" Seeing Ou Chuliang stand up, Ronaldo couldn't wait to ask.

"How did I do it?" Ou Chuliang blinked his innocent eyes, "Of course you did it!" ”

"My God, the rumors about you turned out to be true, you are indeed a genius!" Ronaldo drew a cross on his chest and then turned around with Rivaldo and ran towards the outside of the box.

As he ran, he whispered, "It's going to be a lot of trouble for us to qualify from the group this time..."

That being said, in the opening ten minutes, Brazil showed unparalleled dominance.

Except for Qu Shengqing's two breakthroughs with the ball, the National Olympic Games did not make any progress in attack.

Especially when Ronaldo repeatedly tore apart the entire defense line of the National Olympic Games, even Xie Hui had to retreat and participate more in defense.

"Lao Xu, are we a little too big this time?"

In the stands, an official of the Football Association said to Vice Chairman Xu, who led the men's football team, "Look at it, the gap between us and the Brazilian team is too big, and it is not a team on the level at all!" If this continues, we will lose by a big score sooner or later, where can we put the face of the men's football team at that time? Where to put the face of the Football Association? How do you explain to the fans? ”

"What kind of face do you want? Can face be eaten as a meal? Vice Chairman Xu said coldly, "These national Olympic Games are also the pillars of the national football team in the future, I just let them take a look and see the gap between themselves and the world's top teams among their peers!" ”

"But..."

"It's nothing, it's already a big gain to be able to break into the Olympic finals this time, and it's an explanation to the fans. The three group games are considered to have been picked up, so it is better to take this opportunity to let these young people re-understand themselves, so as not to be like an uncle when they come to the national team in the future, no one can say that it is not easy to make. ”

After qualifying, the Football Association held several meetings to discuss the candidates for the Olympic finals.

In the end, Vice Chairman Xu overrode public opinion and resolutely eliminated the few people who did not perform well in the qualifiers, and at the same time, adopted the original team of the National Olympic Games.

Therefore, in this trip to Atlanta, the National Olympic Games are not like Brazil, and there are retired World Cup veterans like Bebeto, all of whom are young people around 23 years old.

Except, of course, Ou Chuliang.

After gradually adapting to the routine of this "unfamiliar" team, the Brazilian team began to bombard the Olympic goal.

And Ou Chuliang has also become the busiest person on the court.

In the 11th minute, the Brazilian team sent a quick free kick in the middle, and the ball was kicked directly into the national Olympic penalty area.

Savio rushed forward to chase the ball, Wu Chengying desperately stuck in position beside him, and finally in the last step, let the ball roll into the arms of Ou Chuliang, who attacked.

Two minutes later, Brazil attacked from the other side.

Bebeto, with years of experience in tournaments, took advantage of Peng's unstable body to squeeze him to the side and chase the ball that bounced in front of him.

At the critical moment, it was Ou Chuliang who abandoned the door in time, fell to the ground in front of the right bottom line to save, and firmly held the ball.

Bebeto had no choice but to jump over from Ou Chuliang.

With two consecutive struck interceptions, Ocullia impressed a world-class superstar like Bebeto with his timing, decisiveness in abandoning the goal, and excellent physical control. After Ou Chuliang got up with the ball, the two patted each other on the shoulder, which directly promoted the friendship between China and Pakistan in the Olympic arena.

But a minute later, the Brazilian, who had just patted Ou Chuliang on the shoulder, once again burst into the Olympic penalty area with the ball from the same position, this time, Ou Chuliang was stubbornly guarding the near corner, not even daring to blink.

Half a second later, Bebeto suddenly accelerated again, forcibly overtook Zhu Qi by half a position, chased the ball in front of the baseline and swept through the middle.

"Bebeto cross!"

"Ou Chuliang!"

"It's the young general Ou Chuliang again!"

In the small penalty area, Ou Chuliang, who fell to the ground, quickly reached out and hugged the ball at his fingertips tightly in his arms. Behind him, there are Rivaldo and Ronaldo, who are outflanked in place.

Seeing that the ball was confiscated by the purple-robed young player in front of them first, the two looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

Anyone can see that if it weren't for Ou Chuliang falling to the ground in time to intercept, with Rivaldo and Ronaldo's ability to grab points, they could easily push the ball into the empty goal with their eyes closed.

And the position where Bebeto fell to the ground and swept the ball just now was less than three meters away from Ou Chuliang!

"Oh my God, Ou Chuliang's reaction is so fast!"

"yes, you can pounce on the ball so close, it's like a leopard!"

Listening to the chatter of his classmates, Huang Wu secretly gritted his teeth.

If Bebeto's cross is successful just now, with Ronaldo's position, he will definitely be able to score before Rivaldo. At that point, the game is won by him.

But when I saw the squad leader on the chair secretly clenching his little fist and shouting "YES", I didn't feel good in my heart.

"Huang Wu, Huang Wu, what's wrong with you? How can you support the Brazilian's goal in the Olympics? Didn't you slap yourself in the face! ”

Just as Huang Wu was struggling, Brazil took a corner kick from the left.

The ball was driven to the back point and was pushed by Zhu Qi. But he didn't get out of the restricted area, but flew straight into the air.

Bebeto, who was behind Zhu Qi, took two steps back, and with the arch of his foot, he stopped the ball to the right side of his body. Then move his body sideways, step on the ball with his right foot and land, use the ball under his feet to adjust his center of gravity, and let himself face the goal with the ball, showing the quality of a world-class striker.

Zhu Qi hurriedly followed, and at this time, Bebeto was stepping on the upper right corner of the big penalty area, so that Zhu Qi didn't dare to get off easily.

After Bebeto raised his foot and shook it twice, he found that Zhu Qi was not fooled, so he raised his foot and pushed the ball back to Robert Carlos, who was close to the middle.

Carlos stopped the ball with his right foot five or six meters outside the penalty area, adjusted it and pushed it directly into the center of the box. Before Yang Chen arrived, he successfully pushed the ball into the penalty area from his feet.

There was chaos in the penalty area, and everyone rushed to the Brazilian half because of Bebeto's knockback. But before he took two steps, Robert Carlos's straight plug to the ground came as promised, and many members of the National Olympic team have not yet reacted.

Ronaldo, on the edge of the penalty area in the middle, rubbed his foot, and the ball bounced out in an arc on the spot, and continued to roll towards the Olympic goal.

Zhang Jihua, who was one meter next to Ronnie, had not yet reacted, but Savio, who was two meters away from Ronnie, suddenly started and chased the ball.

"Offside?!"

In an instant, Zhang Jihua and Wu Chengying all raised their right hands high and protested loudly at the referee.

But the referee neither blew the whistle nor did Savio give up chasing the ball.

"No, it's not an offside position!"

Huang Jianxiang in front of the screen has a God's perspective, and he can see it very clearly, when Ronaldo stretches out his feet and knocks horizontally, Li Ming, who is wearing the No. 5 shirt, drags at the end.

It's a very reasonable fit to hit the wall!

But at this time, Huang Jianxiang no longer had the heart to applaud this wonderful pass, nor was he in the mood to criticize Li Ming for standing carelessly.

He put all his attention on the open space in front of the small penalty area of the National Olympic Games.

Savio had already made his way out of the crowd and caught the ball from a metre in front of the six-yard box.

Boom!

No sooner had he kicked than the ball hit a purple wall.

Although Ou Chuliang, who abandoned the goal, did not touch the ball one step ahead of the opponent this time, he fell to the ground to save on the line of the small penalty area, but blocked all the shooting angles of Savio in an instant. So much so that the talented Brazilian left wing-back had to jump up quickly after a hasty stab to avoid the onrushing Occhulian.

"Ou Chuliang !!"

"It's the young player Ou Chuliang again!!"

Huang Jianxiang doesn't know how many times he shouted this name in this game, and these three words have become the mantra of this well-known football critic. But whenever there is any danger in front of the National Olympic Gate, he will subconsciously blurt out these three words.

At this moment, countless fans exclaimed. Even though they had already exclaimed for Ou Chuliang's extreme save many times in this game, when they saw him block Savio's close-range shot again, they still couldn't help but let out an exclamation from the depths of their hearts.

At the critical moment, it depends on him!

The ball hit Ou Chuliang's elbow and bounced outward, and Sun Jianjun on the line of the big penalty area jumped hard and headed the ball out of the penalty area.

Seeing the football that rolled out of the penalty area with the back of Sun Jianjun's head, Huang Jianxiang breathed a sigh of relief and put his heart back in his stomach.

"Sun Jianjun's header clears the penalty area..."

"This ball is a bit of a top..."

Just when Huang Jianxiang was complaining, Ou Chuliang, who had just gotten up from the ground, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and a strong uneasiness instantly filled his heart.

"Not good!"

Ou Chuliang frowned secretly, this kind of strong heart palpitation was condensed from years of experience in guarding the door. The sixth sense, though it may seem mysterious, is universal.

In the seconds leading up to a catastrophe, even the lowest animals are aware.

"Who is it?"

"What is it?"

"Where?"

The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, when will the Brazilian attack stop?

Ou Chuliang retreated as he scanned the scene in front of him with his eyes.

The players on both sides seemed to be frozen in slow motion in Ou Chuliang's mind, Sun Jianjun's hideous cheeks after he broke the siege and landed, Li Ming's little happiness after leaving the offside line, Zhang Jihua opened his mouth and yelled while being stuck in the position, Bebeto's head shook his head and sighed, Ronaldo's face was really like this, Rivaldo shrugged helplessly...

Where is it? Where is it? Where the hell is it?

Ou Chuliang's eyes quickly searched through this frame of the picture, and after inspecting back and forth a few times, he finally found a pair of running legs in the cracks of the people.

"! It's him?! ”

When he saw these legs and this pair of sneakers, Ou Chuliang's mind suddenly sparked.

The red alert has evolved into a "terrifying" picture, and for Ou Chuliang and the entire National Olympic team, the threat is no less than that of Mars hitting the earth!

In the next second, Ou Chuliang ignored everything else and desperately retreated towards the goal.

His instinct tells him that no matter what happens in the future, it is safest to stand on the goal line.

However, Ou Chuliang was still a step too late.

The running legs shook their left legs against the bouncing ball, and the ball "swished" and disappeared in place.

Unlike the muffled sound of the leather foot and the leather colliding in the past, this time, the ball actually whistled past with a sharp sound.

No one could see the ball's trajectory, but they could vaguely see a flute flying behind it.

Reverse Razor ???

At this moment, Nakata Hidetoshi couldn't hold back any longer, his chest seemed to be concentrated by a hammer, and he staggered back a step.

Looking at the arc on the big screen, a deep sense of powerlessness rose from the bottom of my heart.

He can't kick a ball like this in his life!