"Goal!"

"The ball is in!"

The fans who watched Ma Mingyu's goal could no longer suppress their excitement and stood up from their seats one after another.

Whether it's in the field, or in the rural hometown.

After seeing this powerful goal, there was not a single fan who did not applaud it.

"It's a beautiful goal, it's beautiful!"

"Let's watch the replay again!"

"It's a world wave!"

"Even if the god of war Barty comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to score such a beautiful goal!"

"This ball is incredible!"

"Look, the Syrian defenders thought that Ma Mingyu was going to pass the ball, but they didn't expect him to take the ball and shoot by himself."

"This gave Ma Mingyu a chance."

"Look at it again..."

"I can't get enough of it!"

Huang Jianxiang was a little hysterical in the microphone, he was used to seeing foreigners' long-range shots, and this time he saw that his own players could also blast such a shocking world wave, no wonder he was so excited that he went crazy.

"It's... Xiao Huang is not a little abnormal today? The big leader sat firmly on the sofa, and he didn't understand why Huang Jianxiang was so excited.

"I'll teach him a lesson when I go back, and I'll talk about him when I go back..." The director sat aside, his fists clenched excitedly because of Ma Mingyu's goal.

After the game, Ma Mingyu's kick was directly praised by the media as the most wonderful long-range shot in the 20 years before and after the national football team.

In the stadium, Ma Mingyu was obviously not as excited as the fans after the goal.

He ran to the sidelines, sat on the ground, and as soon as the index fingers of both hands were slowly raised above his head, he was hugged by his teammates who surrounded him. Everyone cheered and jumped for joy, delighted that their team had scored a goal in the Asian Cup.

Ma Mingyu's goal greatly boosted the morale of the whole team, and after sobering up, the national football players also realized their "mission".

This second group game, no matter what, can't lose again!

After falling behind by one goal, Syria not only did not play a decent counterattack, but was dominated by the national football team that began to fight hand-to-hand.

In particular, the two fullbacks on the left and right boldly inserted assists to increase the front-court contact points, and while they also have certain offensive ability.

However, after the goal, the national football players were a little too excited, and the quality of the continuous long pass and bottom cross was not very high, and many opportunities were wasted.

In the second half, Qi Missheng replaced Su Maozhen with Gao Feng, hoping to take advantage of the pressure of the Syrian team, hoping to equalize the gap and sneak attack the opponent with speed.

Such a simple tactic really worked, and in the 48th minute, Wu Chengying and Yang Chen formed a small range of pressure on each other in the middle.

After a series of ball exchanges, Wu Chengying suddenly fell to the ground and shoveled out a kick and kicked the ball to the feet of Peng Weiguo, who was rushing in.

After Peng Weiguo accelerated and dribbled the ball for a few steps, his eyes lit up, and he sent a fastball diagonally in front of him.

The camera follows the ball closely, keeping it in the center of the screen. Looking at the ball rolling on the turf, just as the fans were about to lose their patience, a white figure flew out of the lower left corner of the screen and caught up with the ball.

"It's Gao Feng!"

"High Wind!"

The two commentators shook and shouted out the names of the ball carriers at the same time.

Huang Jianxiang explained the form on the court, but a voice in his heart kept shouting: "Shoot, shoot, shoot!! ”

Not only Huang Jianxiang, but almost all Chinese fans who watched this game are like this at this time.

It's all single-handed, and you still don't shoot?

If it scores, then the Chinese team will have a two-goal lead.

A two-goal lead is equivalent to a double insurance.

Plus we have Ou Chuliang, are you still afraid of him as a bird?

Seeing Gao Feng's right foot flicked on the screen, Liu Jianhong's heart rose to his throat.

But under the attention of millions of fans across the country, Gao Feng's right leg quickly contracted, and the outside instep was thrown out in a small area, and he actually took the ball to the bottom line again.

At this time, the goalkeeper of the Syrian team had fallen to the ground and rushed to Gao Feng, he stretched his body and stretched out his arms, wanting to turn into a towering tree and stop Gao Feng.

But Gao Feng was a step ahead, dodging the swoop of the Syrian goalkeeper like a dexterous monkey.

After dodging the ball, the angle of the shot has become small, but it is still empty.

Gao Feng gave a gentle push with the arch of his right foot and sent the ball into the net again.

"Past the goalkeeper..."

"The ball is in!"

Seeing the goal, Liu Jianhong's heart finally fell back into her stomach.

But as soon as he regained his composure, Huang Jianxiang next to him shouted.

"In, in, in, in!"

"Ball, in!!"

"No. 17 High Wind!"

"I came off the bench in the second half for less than four minutes."

"He used his speed to shake off the goalkeeper of the Syrian team and expand the score to 2-0!"

After scoring a goal, Gao Feng reached out and pointed forward, ran to his teammates who were rushing towards him, and then jumped up and hugged each other fiercely.

The camera showed the No. 24 goalkeeper with a mustache in the Syrian team, and at this moment he pinched his waist with both hands and looked helpless.

"Look, Gao Feng's speed is too fast!"

"I ran over in an instant, and the anti-offside position was successful!"

"And from the time he dribbled the ball to the goalkeeper, he was very clear and his steps were very decisive."

"That's right, that's how it kicks." Liu Jianhong said peacefully, "These two goals are really out of the standard, and this national football team deserves to be called the golden generation." ”

"Director Liu is right, that is, you have to dare to shoot and make moves. Don't just be brute and it will be natural. ”

"Take a look at it again, just this feint, and directly deceived the goalkeeper. The speed of the high wind is really fast! ”

The two-goal lead gave all Chinese fans the dawn of victory.

Syria was originally a small national team, and at the beginning of the game, the national football team did not score a goal, and most of the opportunities were lost.

Now, the national football team is sober in Ou Chuliang's shouting, and the Syrian team has no better chance to attack, let alone score an equalizer.

In the 67th minute, Ou Chuliang handed the ball to Wu Chengying, who came back from the left side to respond, who brought the ball to the midfield and made several one-two collisions with his teammates, and finally the ball came to the feet of the unmarked Ma Mingyu again. This time, which one to buy and the big foot directly opened, I found the high wind on the other side of the court.

Gao Feng, who had enough physical strength, chased the ball in front of the baseline, stopped and turned to look at the goal, and pushed a high ball directly with his right foot.

The goalkeeper of the Syrian team watched the ball falling from the air retreat rapidly, and after jumping desperately, he found that his fingertips were still a certain distance from the ball.

At this time, Li Bing, who was ambushed at the back post, jumped back high, rubbed his forehead under the bag of two Syrian defenders, and hoisted the ball into the net for the third time.

Then Qi Miaosheng, who led by three goals, replaced the physically exhausted Peng Weiguo with Han Jinming, and the national football team no longer deliberately attacked.

In the 92nd minute, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game after Syria's best cushion shot in front of the penalty area accompanied Ou Chuliang to the ground and saved with one palm.

"Win!"

"We won!"

Under Liu Jianhong's reminder, fans saw the dawn of qualifying again.

Just when fans across the country were immersed in the joy of victory, Huang Jianxiang, who was watching Ou Chuliang's last save replay on the screen, suddenly brightened his eyes and remembered a headline he saw in the newspaper a year ago.

"Look, Ou Chuliang made a beautiful save at the end!" Huang Jianxiang continued to explain, "It's really a moon in the sky, and an undercover agent catches the wind. The eagle spreads its wings, and the world is flat in front of the door! ”

"At the last minute of the game, he was able to play 120 points to defend the door and help the Chinese team keep a clean sheet against the opponent, Ou Chuliang's spirit of excellence is exactly what our whole team needs."

After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, he clicked his lips beautifully, looking at Liu Jianhong's surprised gaze, and there was a sense of pleasure of being lost and regained.

Although a hundred dollars fell at the feet of someone else, it's a pity that the man is blind?!