With the world watching, Brazil brought on a substitute goalkeeper before the end of the first half.

The camera focuses on Dida, and people see that after 50 years, the Brazilian team has another black goalkeeper standing on the World Cup stage.

Is he good enough?

Is he alert enough?

Is he sharp enough?

No one can answer these questions, the fans only know that he is black enough!

There was a feeling of wonder among the Brazilian fans, even the young people who were about to turn the century were worried about their new goalkeeper.

Suzanne's two big eyes stared at Ronaldo on the pitch, and she knew that the burden on the alien's shoulders was heavier.

All of a sudden, all the attacks of the Brazilian team slowed down, and the Chinese players were able to take a breath.

Changing goalkeepers is not like changing outfield players, there are plenty of opportunities to adapt to the game, and the probability of error is also high.

Goalkeepers are different!

If the goalkeeper makes a mistake, the tide of the battle may change immediately.

The Chinese team has already upset the group stage, do they want to knock out Brazil?

Even the craziest drunken gamblers never imagined that the Chinese team would step on the corpse of the Brazilian to advance.

But odds are probabilities, and reality is reality. Especially at such an important stage as the knockout stage of the World Cup, even the Brazilian team must not be sloppy.

The players slowed down their attack and tightened their possession at the back, and Dida adapted to the rhythm of the pitch as quickly as possible.

After a while, a whistle sounded "beep", and the first half of the game ended.

In Huang Jianxiang's well-founded analysis, the Brazilian team really "let go" the Chinese team and accepted the draw in the first half 0-0.

"Liangzai, are you alright?"

"Chu Liang, if you can't do it, you don't need to die, your body is important!"

As soon as he walked off the field, both his teammates and coaches came over and comforted him with a worried face.

"Hiss~~~" Ou Chuliang rubbed his shoulder, he just felt a little awkward, but he didn't feel pain.

"I'm still..."Ou Chuliang glanced at the fans looking at him in the stands, and suddenly said, "It's better to talk about the locker room." ”

"Good!"

The white squad leader grabbed the guardrail with both hands, and watched Ou Chuliang pass in front of him again. Although they glanced at each other, they did not produce the spark of imagination at all.

"Chu Liang, how are you?"

Tarefal is all gone, what about Ouchulian?

A sense of sorrow hangs over the hearts of all Chinese fans, who still has the heart to think about those strange things?

In this way, the white squad leader crossed his feet, holding on to the guardrail, and looked at Ou Chuliang's back until he disappeared into the players' tunnel. In the next second, the white squad leader crossed his hands, put them on his chest, and prayed in his heart: "Ou Chuliang, Ou Chuliang, you must not have anything, you must not have anything!" ”

In the dressing room, Ou Chuliang stripped off his upper body, revealing the tendons and flesh that handsome men envy and beautiful women are obsessed with. The coach, teammates and team doctor surrounded Ou Chuliang and observed it as if he were visiting a rare animal.

Dozens of pairs of eyes looked back and forth on Ou Chuliang, and one of the team doctors even reached out and pressed a small bag on Ou Chuliang's shoulder.

"Does it hurt?"

This small bag is the size of a finger, and there seems to be nothing in it, and it is pressed down as soon as the finger is pressed. When the finger is raised, it returns to its original form.

Ou Chuliang shook his head, except for feeling the rough fingerprints of the team doctor, he really didn't feel "pain".

"It's weird, so if it's not here, why do you feel awkward?"

Ou Chuliang told the truth about his feelings on the court, but the team doctor looked left and right, and found nothing wrong except for this small bag.

In addition, after dozens of minutes of recovery, Ou Chuliang's shoulders were not as red as they were when he hit the goalpost before.

In this way, whether Ou Chuliang's body is sick or not, the team doctor can't say for sure.

"Chu Liang, think about it, is there any other feeling in the game? For example, when you move, you suddenly click, or when you make a save, where you suddenly jerk? Or do you just feel like your shoulders don't feel smooth when you make a certain movement? "Qi mistakenly followed the good temptation.

Ou Chuliang twisted his neck and practiced the fourth set of broadcast gymnastics for middle school students in front of everyone.

"I don't feel any discomfort!" After speaking, Ou Chuliang also felt that something was wrong, "Eh!? Why is the awkwardness like before gone? ”

Just when everyone was at a loss, a voice suddenly came from outside the crowd.

"Coach, coach, is it because of this that Brother Ou feels awkward?"

Everyone followed the prestige, and Zhao Jun blushed and stood tremblingly in front of the chair.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, the youngest player, who had been playing the role of "World Cup waiter", was also a little nervous.

"Xiao Zhao, what did you just say?" Qu Shengqing, as the big brother of Liaozu, took the lead in opening his mouth to break the siege for Zhaojun.

With Qu Shengqing's words as an introduction, Zhao Junzhen also slipped into words.

He grabbed Ou Chuliang's strap, vest and goalkeeper coat, held them up in front of everyone and said, "Brother Ou feels awkward, is it because of these clothes?" ”

"The reason for the clothes?" General Fan smacked a sentence and just wanted to refute. But when the words came to his mouth, he also closed his mouth.

The goalkeeper's equipment section is not like their outfield players, who don't wear anything inside when it's hot and a small vest inside when it's cold.

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the goalkeeper has to wear a set of equipment that outsiders do not know about inside the existing goalkeeper uniform. And Ou Chuliang is also different from Germany, Italy, and the former Soviet Union who like to wear super short pants to guard the goal, Ou Chuliang prefers to wear long pants to guard the door, and it is also equipped with knee pads.

Waist and abdomen straps and tight vests are standard for Ou Chuliang, and this set of Adi-sponsored Chinese team uniforms is itself a double-layer material. Outfield players sometimes get confused when they wear jerseys, not to mention goalkeeper jerseys with more protection and thicker materials.

What's more, after Ou Chuliang hit the goalpost, the team doctor almost violently pulled Ou Chuliang's collar and sprayed medicine inside. When they are gone, it is not impossible that the three four-layer equipment will produce some small folds on their own. For Ou Chuliang, who is extremely sensitive, it makes sense to feel awkward.

"Chu Liang, is this really the case?"

Hearing Qi Zhuosheng's inquiry, Ou Chuliang was not sure.

After thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, if it's a problem with clothes, I think it's better to wear it again." ”

"Well, let's wear it quickly."

At the urging of the coach, Li Tie helped Ou Chuliang to wrap the bandages layer after layer. Then Ou Chuliang stretched out his hands, and the tight vest was also put on him. After pulling the vest together, Zhao Junzhen handed over the sorted jersey again.

With the help of his teammates, Ou Chuliang put the jersey on his body completely, and pulled it all around, and the inner and outer mezzanine were also smooth.

When Ou Chuliang was dressed and did a few stretching exercises back and forth, Qi Zhaosheng hurriedly asked, "Chuliang, how do you feel this time?" ”

"Uh... It seems to be a problem with the jersey. Ou Chuliang was a little embarrassed, "I don't feel anything now, I feel quite smooth." ”

"That's good, that's good!"

Hearing this, the tense faces of Qi Qiaosheng, Ladd and the others finally melted, revealing a long-lost smile.

"There is nothing going on in our small European country, this is a happy event!" Qi Miaosheng's face turned into a chrysanthemum, "Come on, come on, just in case, spray a circle of Yunnan Baiyao on Chu Liang's shoulder, anyway, this thing is sponsored, and it doesn't cost money!" ”

The team doctor was also unambiguous, and while shaking the spray can, he ripped open Ou Chuliang's collar and sprayed it violently on his shoulder.

After a burst of spray, he suddenly saw Ou Chuliang's resentful eyes on the side, and asked puzzledly, "Ou Chuliang, what's wrong with you?" Is it hurting again? ”

"It's not!" Ou Chuliang sighed, "This outfit has to be worn again!" ”

Einstein's theory of relativity tells us that these fifteen minutes can be short or long.

The peanuts in front of many fans who stayed up late to watch the game disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was difficult to hide the panic in their hearts. The old fans had heavy faces and didn't say a word; The female fans were worried, and kept asking questions in the man's ear, which made both of them upset.

Xiao Rong turned around and said to Lao Rong when he went to the toilet: "Dad, Ou Chuliang will be fine, right?" ”

Lao Rong pushed his son, "One small step ahead, a big step forward for civilization." ”

Fifteen minutes passed, and in the second half, when the players of both sides reappeared on the pitch, the stands of Chinese fans suddenly erupted in a round of applause.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

With the shouts of "Come on the Chinese team" and "Come on Ou Chuliang", many fans cried with joy.

At this moment, not only Chinese fans, but also Vice Chairman Xu, Raiola, Moratti, Lippi, Ferguson, Mourinho and others are all light in their hearts.

After 15 minutes of inspection and discussion, the Chinese team finally decided to let Ou Chuliang continue to play. That at least shows that Ou Chuliang should be fine, and presumably the Chinese coaching staff will not be stupid enough to let him continue to play with injuries at the cost of an excellent player's future!

The white squad leader wiped his tears and waved at Ou Chuliang's back. When she just walked out of the players' tunnel, Ou Chuliang waved at her like this.

Of course, the fans behind the white squad leader also think so.

"The second half of the game between the two sides started immediately, and the athletes from both sides were already in their respective positions on the field." Huang Jianxiang's voice was full of passion again.

"We can see that the managers of both sides did not make any substitutions at half-time, and the youngster we care about the most, Ou Chuliang, is once again in the eyes of the fans."

"Look, at this time, the camera also shows our young player Ou Chuliang, who is standing in front of the new goal and doing warm-up activities, at least from the outside, he doesn't look like anything is going on."

Ou Chuliang twisted his shoulders and waved his hand to the referee in the middle circle.

"The referee blows the whistle, and the second half of the game officially begins!"

"Good morning, fans and friends in front of the TV, this is the Parc des Princes stadium in France, and it is currently broadcasting for you the second game of the quarterfinals of the 16th World Cup, the second half of the match between China and Brazil."

"After 45 minutes of battle between the two players in the first half, the players of both sides played to a 0-0 draw, and no one could help anyone."

"Although it seems that the Chinese team is more passive on the field, the main goalkeeper of the Brazilian team, Taffarell, was replaced due to injury in the first half, which is definitely a big blow to the Brazilian team."

"Let's see if the coaches on both sides will adjust in the second half and come up with new ways to break the game."

"Brazil attack..."

"Sampaio's long pass..."

"Bebeto!"

"Block the ball to Ronaldo..."

"A volley!"

"Oh~~~~"

In Huang Jianxiang's sudden change of tone, the fans and Huang Jianxiang once again pinched a cold sweat for the Chinese team's defense.

I can't prevent it, I really can't prevent it!

Is there really anyone in this world who can stop Ronaldo from shooting???

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Ou Chuliang's lower body is staggered, and the upper body leans forward. With his hands in front of his chest, there was an extra black and white ball in his arms.

It's the one that just got kicked out by Ronaldo!

"Shoot too well!" Huang Jianxiang shook his head, but the corners of his mouth couldn't suppress the joy.

There may be no one in the world who can stop Ronaldo from shooting, but there are people who can stop Ronaldo from scoring.

If Ronaldo will eventually become a king like Maradona, then at least at this moment, people are also willing to believe that Ou Chulian will become a goalkeeper like Yashin!

In the second half, after Zagallo's tutelage, the Brazilian team really attacked again. The Chinese players also did not show weakness, one by one, and tried their best to defend. Brazil's powerful and fluid attack is always easy to rush in front of the Chinese team's penalty area, and even infiltrate the box.

But in the end, it was always a kick at the door, even Ronaldo, there was no way to break this balance in a short time.

There are strange things every year, and this year is especially numerous.

Who would have thought that the four-star Brazil, which is attacking with all its might, would be stuck in front of a second-rate team that is not well-known in international football.

Just after an hour of the game, the old coach Zagallo could no longer sit still.

"Crazy, crazy, just a bunch of crazy!"

Looking at Rivaldo, who was holding his legs and showing pain on the field, Zagallo couldn't wait to rush through the half court and have a real PK with Ladd.

So far, the referee has shown eight yellow cards. Six of them went to China and two to Brazil.

In such a high-intensity game, fouls are common.

Even the main forces on the field, such as Li Tie, General Fan, Zhang Jihua, and Wei Qun, all carried a yellow card.

This time, it was Li Tie and Yao Xia, who had just been replaced, who shoveled Rivaldo to the ground. Yao Xia took the initiative, and Li Tie "assisted".

When the two of them got up and looked at the eyes of the four almost dead fish, the referee showed a yellow card on Yao's head.

This is already the seventh yellow card of the Chinese team in this game!

But the team members were already numb, Li Tie's cabbage head was scattered, some vegetable leaves covered his eyes, and some even stood up in the wind. After seeing that he had escaped a catastrophe, Li Tie's eyes did not have any joy of "the rest of his life", perhaps for him, the moment he released the shovel, he was ready to end.

Anyone can see that the Chinese team can only adopt this way if they want to stop the Brazilian team from attacking.

After this reckless tackle, in exchange for the delay of the Brazilian team's attack, as well as the bloody calves of Rivaldo, Sampaio, Dungabebeto and others.

Two people tackle only in exchange for a yellow card, how to calculate how cost-effective. And the joint shovel of two people is much heavier than that of one shovel.

The Brazilian team members appealed to no avail, and finally could only stare at Li Tie with fierce eyes, as if warning him.

Li Tie grinned, in Brazil, he had seen more Brazilians yelling at him, but in the end they were all trampled on the soles of his feet.

It seems that he has returned to the carefree days of Jianlibao, although he has no access to the top league in Brazil, but at the age of Jianlibao, Brazil and surrounding countries really win less and lose more.

Including the later World Youth Championships, Jianlibao has proven itself to the world.

Seeing Li Tie's dull gaze and oozing smile, even Ronaldo couldn't laugh anymore.

As the camera zoomed in, Ronaldo leaned down to lift Rivaldo up, and the fans saw the hole in Rivaldo's socks that had been torn open by the spikes. The area around the hole had long since turned reddish-brown, the color of blood.

In this game, Rivaldo was the player who was taken care of the most by the Chinese team.

Through Zagallo's research, Ladd's tactical intent was to sever the link between the "1" in 4312 and the "2" in front and the "3" in the back.

As a result, much of Brazil's attack was not facilitated by Rivaldo, but more from long balls from the midfielders and individual breakthroughs by Ronaldo and Bebeto. This has already weakened the attacking ability of the Brazilian team in disguise.

In addition, the players spared no room to scramble, as strong as four-star Brazil, and did not break through the door of the Chinese team in a short period of time.

Maybe for Brazil, they need a flash in the bucket!

It had to be a shot that would go down in history, and both the magnificence and the quality of the shot itself were enough to make Ou Chuliang unable to react.

On top of that, the Brazilians may have to rely on penalties.

But the Chinese team, which is already experienced in the group stage, how can it easily give the Brazilians a penalty? Even if you fall, you have to take the opportunity to pull up!

"The Chinese are desperate!" Ronaldo said solemnly.

"We can too." Rivaldo spat at the mouth, he was unwilling.

"We can't." Beberto shook his head from the side, signaling Rivaldo not to get excited.

Receiving Bebeto's prompt, Rivaldo's eyes flashed. After a few laps of extreme speed, Rivaldo finally lowered his head and walked towards the Chinese team's penalty area with his teammates.

Bebeto is right, the Chinese team can fight, they can't!

Even if all 11 members of the Chinese team have yellow cards, even if the two main players are punished with red cards in this game, it is not important to the Chinese team.

The important thing is whether they have a chance to put Brazil out.

For the Chinese team, every game in the World Cup is earned!

If the Chinese team really advances to the quarterfinals, even if all the substitutes are on the field in the quarterfinals, or even 11 people can't be gathered, this will be a historic breakthrough for the Chinese team.

Every one is the last!

It is with this belief that in addition to occasionally letting the Brazilian team kick a shot that is not very cool, Li Tie and others fought with the Brazilian team just after the midfield.

Before the ball, Carlos looked for the position of the valve core and placed it at a suitable angle.

Looking at the goal from the ball, although the angle is correct, it is still a little far, almost 312 meters away.

"Haha, Osan, it's Carlos' free kick again, you just wait for it to be over!"

"Why?" Hearing Hidetoshi Nakata's gasp coming from deep in his throat, Yumi couldn't help but ask curiously.

"That's Carlos, it's Carlos, Yumi!" Hidetoshi Nakata suddenly went berserk, stood up, and raised his hands above his head.

"Yumi, you know what? Who took the best free-kick in the world? ”

"It's Carlos!"

Without waiting for Yumi to answer, Nakata Hidetoshi's eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of madness.

"Just last year's Four Nations Tournament, Carlos hit a shocking arc!"

"It's an inexplicable goal, even Yashin can't hold it, let alone Ossan!"

"Hahaha, Osan, how do you keep it now? Ahahahaha! ”

Indeed, the free-kick was in a similar position to the free-kick in last year's Brazil-France four-nation invitational match, and it was Robert Bush who stood in front of the ball. Carlos.

That soul-smewed free-kick still reverberates in the minds of the fans and cannot be dispersed for a long time.

Nowadays, how many people around the world are looking forward to Carlos to kick another shot like that, and how many fans around the world are looking forward to a goalkeeper who will save that shot!

The small room was filled with the irritability of Hidetoshi Nakata, who seemed to be unable to wait for a quarter of an hour, to see the moment when Carlos blasted through the goal of Acholyan.

Looking at the restless Nakata, Yumi asked curiously, "Ernie sauce, is this big bald head really so powerful?" ”

"I remember two years ago, he didn't score a goal in front of Oussan!"