Empty nets, lonely footballs.

No one expected that the black and white elf appeared in the position that "should not have appeared".

"Lao Xu, I'm not mistaken!"

"That's right, it's not that right, it's us who scored!" Vice Chairman Xu clapped desperately, and his excitement was indescribable.

"Lao Xu, we didn't expect our athletes to complete the task so quickly!"

"What task?" Vice Chairman Xu turned his head and said curiously.

"Score a goal, score a goal!" Sun Yourong looked excited, "Lao Xu, look, our team members have scored!" Haha, now I have an explanation after returning to China! ”

"Old Sun, we can't be so short-sighted!" Vice Chairman Xu smiled and said, "Look at the time, as long as you hold on for another 10 minutes, we will win Brazil!" When the time comes, don't say it's a goal, it's just a point, and a win is done! ”

"Win Brazil?" Hearing Vice Chairman Xu's words, Sun Rongrong paused for a moment, and then nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, yes, win Brazil, let's win Brazil..."

Qu Shengqing, who raised his arms high, ran around the court for a small half lap, and when he finally ran to the coach's seat, he ushered in the old man Qiannan with a kind face.

"Mr. Ladd, I scored!"

"Well, goal, goal!" Ladd understands the word goal and can say it in broken Chinese.

"Xiaoqu, you have given our National Olympics a long face now, you scored a good goal, you scored..."

Before Lao Zhao finished speaking, Gu Mingchang pulled him aside and said to Qu Shengqing: "Xiaoqu, come on, play well." There are still ten minutes to go, and we must get the victory! ”

Lao Zhao, who was pulled aside halfway through, was still a little unhappy, but when he heard Gu Mingchang say that there were ten minutes left in the game, he also hurriedly came back to his senses, "Xiaoqu, hurry back to the field and adjust your state." It's a good thing to be ahead, but you can't let people equalize! ”

"Don't worry, it's not even!" Qu Shengqing said, "We have Ou Chuliang behind us, what are you afraid of?" ”

"Bastard!" Gu Mingchang shouted, "Don't push everything on Ren Xiaoou, Ren Xiaoou's performance in this game is good enough, how many must-score goals have you saved?" Don't you be ashamed when you're old? Hurry back to the field and celebrate when you win! ”

"Gotcha! Well, look! Qu Shengqing shook his head, turned around and returned to the court.

Kicking to this point, the Brazilian team is embarrassed, and Zagallo is embarrassed.

Although China is well-known internationally, Chinese football is unknown, and many teams have never heard of it.

"Do Chinese still play football? Aren't they playing table tennis? ”

Such prejudice has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of those gringos, so far, the Chinese table tennis team men's and women's teams have passed all the way, and they have not met opponents.

And now, the Chinese football team is ahead of four-star Brazil in the game, how can this be reasonable?

After the restart, both Ronaldo and Rivaldo were a little overwhelmed.

obviously controlled nearly 80 of the possession rate of the whole game, and the probability of shots on goal and the range of the goal frame was also very high, but no matter how good the scene was, there was no goal!

The Chinese team scored a total of 5 times in the Brazilian penalty area in the whole game, shot twice, hit the goal frame once, and also scored the only goal.

It was originally a collection of saves by the Chinese goalkeeper, but it was inserted into a Chinese striker's goal in an alternative way, how can it be reasonable?

Amid Zagallo's shouting, the Brazilian players knew where they were now.

Since there is no way to retreat, then you can only attack!

On the field, when the referee blew the whistle again, the Olympic team members who had fallen and gotten up countless times ushered in the most violent attack of the Brazilian team since the start of the game.

In the 80th minute, Rivaldo pushed the ball with his right foot, pushed the ball to the feet of Juninho and then stepped forward. Juninho stepped on the ball to stop the ball, flicked his foot in the face of Xie Hui's defense, and passed to Zemaria who was inserted on the side.

Zemaria didn't stick to the ball too much, he knocked it straight and the attacking Sheva controlled the ball again. However, when Yu Xiangwei and Peng Weijun had not yet closed the door, the brick knife pushed the ball towards the other side, and the 32-year-old Bebeto pressed Wu Chengying and controlled the ball.

The Brazilian team's series of passing and receiving cooperation made the national Olympic defenders tired, no matter how they defended and ran, even at the cost of tackles, there was always an unguarded Brazilian player who received the ball and stepped forward.

Although Ou Chuliang saw the Brazilian players' running position and passing route clearly on the goal line, the speed of their passing was too fast, and Ou Chuliang was not allowed to direct the defense by yelling.

At this moment, Ou Chuliang could only choose to trust his teammates.

After Bebeto held the ball, he did not pass back again, but shook Wu Chengying, who was barely following up, and quickly crossed the bottom.

The ball arcs high in the air and lands exactly in front of goal.

"Mine!"

Ou Chuliang yelled, reminding his teammates to get out of the way.

However, he forgets that his teammates will listen to his orders, but his opponents will not!

Rushing in from outside the penalty area, Ronaldo had already jumped up on the line of the small penalty area, and suddenly crashed into Ou Chuliang, who was pulling out on the spot.

"Not good!"

Ronaldo's running position was so hidden that Achuria didn't spot the alien with Brazilian nationality just now.

In an instant, his body was unbalanced, and the ball he had just touched was also out of his hand and bounced towards the goal.

Fortunately, Li Ming, Zhang Jihua and Zhu Qi stood on the goal line, and Zhang Jihua flew up and cleared the ball that bounced to his feet out of the penalty area.

Seeing the ball flying forward, the fans of the National Olympic Games breathed a sigh of relief.

Wadao, who had just run into the penalty area, looked at Ou Chuliang, who was standing up with the support of his teammates, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dida, who picked up the ball at the back, re-played the ball to his team-mates, and Brazil's attack soon came again.

In the 83rd minute, Juninho suddenly shot a cold arrow on the right side of the penalty area, and the low-flying ball passed all the defenders from the side, but the ball passed straight due to the small angle and was firmly received by Ou Chuliang.

In the 85th minute, No. 11 Savio also tried a kick in front of the top of the penalty area, and the ball hit the center of Ou Chuliang's glove and smashed to the ground, and was hugged by Ou Chuliang again.

In the 86th minute, Kong Saisang, who was in the middle, jumped and won Ou Chuliang's long pass from Xie Hui's head, and the ball slowly rolled along the middle line towards the side.

"Haha, I'm going to pick up a leak again!" Qu Shengqing's eyebrows were bent, and his two eyes were as dense as crescent moons.

As long as you take the ball over this middle line, you don't have to listen to me where to run?

Just when Qu Shengqing was looking proud, he suddenly found that there was a black and hard man with an inch head in his field of vision, who was putting his hands together, his fingertips pointing forward, and facing the ball from the opposite side.

"Again the shorty?!"

Qu Shengqing's secret path is not good.

Although Carlos's several volleys in the first half were blocked by Ou Chuliang, they left a lot of psychological shadows on Qu Shengqing, Peng Weijun, Sun Jianjun, and Yang Chen.

Especially his swinging elephant legs, such strong muscles, it is possible to kick a ball at any speed.

What is he going to do?

Want a long pass? Still is...

If you get kicked, what's the difference between that and a straight fracture?

Thinking of this, Qu Shengqing's heart was empty.

His speed slowly slowed down, and he jumped with his back before rushing to the ball, seemingly trying to block the opponent's long pass, but in fact announcing the ownership of the ball.

However, Carlos is not a player who only plays hard, although he just made a posture of a direct big foot long pass, but after seeing Qu Shengqing jump up with his back, he directly used his right foot for a moment to take the ball away.

In an instant, a large blank space appeared on the right side of the National Olympic Games.

Yu followed the tail with enough physical strength and ran in front of Carlos as soon as possible.

But Carlos didn't pay attention to him at all, and when he ran in front of him with the ball, he suddenly pushed him with the arch of his foot, and the ball was quickly kicked seven or eight meters away by him. At the same time, Carlos, who was short and sharp, suddenly accelerated, rushed past him at a speed visible to the naked eye, and once again touched the ball.

With such a strong speed type, fans all over the world let out a groan from the depths of their hearts.

Zhu Qi desperately made up for the defense in place, defeated Carlos with a horizontal pull in the upper right corner of the National Olympic penalty area, and suddenly volleyed before everyone could react.

The power was so great that Carlos's whole body soared into the air, and almost all the weight of the ball moved to the right foot of the shot. After landing, Carlos took a few steps back to the right, and only then did he barely stand on his feet.

Carlos' volley was unexpected by all the Olympic players, although Brazil had just had a few precedents for long-range shots, and the fatigue accumulated in the nearly 90 minutes was too much for the national Olympic team members to react to. Coupled with Carlos's burst of almost all his power, Zhang Jihua, who was closest to the ball, subconsciously hunched his belly in an instant, and made a subconscious avoidance action when a human encounters danger, but the ball still took a layer of skin from his ass.

With such a fast low-altitude slash, Ou Chuliang's save was displayed in front of the world like slow motion.

Fall to the ground, reach out, save.

The whole action was extremely slow against the speed of the ball, but it was such a save that caused Carlos's not very tricky angle shot to hit Ouchulian on the chin hard.

Boom!

The ball soared into the air and flew towards the stands; Ou Chuliang fell to the ground in response, covering his face with his hands.

"Ou Chulian saved Carlos' shot again!" Huang Jianxiang was so excited at this time that he seemed to have taken a stimulant.

But the sharp-eyed Liu Jianhong saw the clue, Ou Chuliang fell on the door line in the camera, although he couldn't see the injury when he covered his face with his hands, but his right leg twitched unconsciously.

What happened to Ou Chuliang?

How much pain was he enduring to endure?

The referee's whistle sounded, and the team doctor ran into the field with the medicine box without saying a word.

Looking at Ou Chuliang, who was surrounded by his teammates and team doctors, Qu Shengqing felt cold.

The joy of scoring the goal had long since dissipated, and at this moment he only had endless regret in his heart.

In the next second, Qu Shengqing pulled out his legs and ran, clenching his fists as he ran.

"Liangzi, fat brother is sorry for you!"