The black and white elves galloped flat on the green field, seemingly in a straight line, but after surpassing a South Korean defender, the breeze and the moon turned out an elegant arc, which happened to fall in front of Zhang Yuming.

Single-handed!

The South Korean goalkeeper attacked, giving up his expectations of his teammates, and with a panicked look, he pounced on Zhang Yuming's feet in a hurry.

Zhang Yuming, a windy man, did lie down to the right in a chic manner, opened a large enough distance, and directly passed the South Korean goalkeeper, leaving no chance for the opponent to think.

What a guts! Zhu Guanghu was shocked off the field, thinking that Zhang Yuming would choose to shoot directly after receiving the ball, but he didn't expect him to pass the goalkeeper.

Zhu Guanghu, who clenched his fists, almost couldn't hold it back, but fortunately, Zhang Yuming finally pushed the ball into the empty goal with his right foot, and he was finally relieved......

1:0。

Next, it's time for Zhang Yuming to play handsome......

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"The ball is in!"

"Zhang Yuming!"

"He scored his eighth goal of the tournament and he is now ahead of Lee Dong Kook in the scorer charts, he is the top scorer in this tournament!"

Huang Jianxiang was very excited.

Of course, anyone who watched the game was very excited for Chinese......

However, the minds of several foreigners in the stands were not focused on Zhang Yuming's smart goal, and their thoughts still stayed on Zheng Zhi, who was wearing the No. 10 shirt on the field.

Oak from Frankfurt closed his eyes slightly, he was reminiscing about what Zheng Zhi had shown just now, stopping the ball and passing the ball, as if listening to a beautiful piano music, and football was the beautiful note, dancing leisurely on the keyboard with Zheng Zhi's every move.

His heels flickered, and the ball jumped lightly in front of him like a good child, just as it should have been here. Jung then opened up the vision of God and seemed to be able to look down on the entire court, taking in the slightest change in the pitch, and delivering an assist with his magical right foot that was enough to destroy the entire Korean defence......

A world-class assist.

"Old man,"

Oak reopened his eyes.

"I think we still underestimated his quality."

"He's really amazing."

"Hmm." Lübeck muttered and nodded, "I think I'll have to regret it again." ”

"What do you mean?" Oak's face instantly became serious.

"I don't want to miss this kid, as long as he is given enough time, he will not be inferior to any midfielder."

"You ......"

"Man, I'm not the only one who thinks so now, haven't you seen that? You look in the left direction, do you recognize anyone? ”

Left side direction? Oak looked in the direction he was saying, and froze for a moment.

"They, why are they here?!"

"Ah, damn it, it must have been called by that old guy Bobby!"

"That's terrible......"

Oak knew that it was no longer between him and Lübeck......

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In the CCBV5 live broadcast room, Huang Jianxiang and Zhang Lu's mood has not yet calmed down, especially Huang Jianxiang, as the queen commentator of Serie A, he can naturally see what Zheng Zhi's unloading and passing represents with his eyes!

"It's not easy!"

"Zhang Zhi's unloading is a pass."

"I saw a combination of Albertini and Zinedine Zidane, and his technical movements were very similar to those two players. If you're familiar enough with Serie A, you can see why I'm saying that. ”

"I can say with certainty that China finally has a top midfielder now!"

Zhang Lu took over and said, "Hehe, it seems to be a simple unloading and passing, but in fact, the technical content is quite high, the unloading is chic and arbitrary, and the transmission is light, ordinary players can't do these actions, and they can't pass such a good ball......"

"How did Zheng Zhi train this kid? That's a lot of talent. ”

“……”

In the stands, the Korean fans were silent, and they didn't put a single. Zheng Zhi's pass and Zhang Yuming's shot shut them up.

But on the other hand, Vietnamese fans did scold.

"Shit Defense!"

"The guards are stupid, all of them are as stupid as a piece of wood, won't they follow people? How the hell did they get to the final? ”

In stark contrast to them, the Chinese fans have been clapping vigorously and shouting:

"Awesome! Zheng Zhi! ”

"Awesome! Zhang Yuming! ”

……

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In the 7th minute of the opening game, the Chinese team took the lead, and the South Korean team fell behind.

Heo Dingmao yelled at the court, aiming at Park Ji-sung. At this moment, he really wanted to drag Park Ji-sung to the court and beat him.

Just because when Zheng Zhi stopped the ball just now, he actually slowed down, if he didn't do this, Zheng Zhi wouldn't be able to get the ball, and he wouldn't be able to pass the ball, Park Ji-sung's performance was an amateur! Take 10,000 steps back, even if the ball goes out of the sideline, Park Ji-sung has to follow Zheng Zhi closely to prevent Zheng Zhi from sending a boundary ball quickly, but none of this is ......

Beep

The referee's whistle resumes play.

The South Korean players seemed to be immersed in the state of losing the ball just now, the pace of the attack was a little sluggish, the rhythm did not rise, the Chinese team pressed again, and soon forced the South Korean team to lose the ball in the backfield, but Wang Peng, who grabbed the ball, chose to shoot directly from a distance, but the ball flew high into the stands.

Xu Dingmao once again expressed his dissatisfaction off the court, shouting so that the green tendons on both sides of his forehead were exposed.

But anger can't solve the problem, the morale of the Chinese team after the lead is too high, after the ball of the South Korean team hit the front court, the Chinese players once again worked together to stop their attack, Li Dongguo staggered again without protecting the ball, and was stabbed away by Li Weifeng behind him.

Zheng Zhi got the ball again.

Smecta!

Although they were in half the court, Park Ji-sung only had Zheng Zhi in his eyes, and for him, Zheng Zhi was now his prey, but he was bitten hard by the prey and was embarrassed in front of the head coach and teammates. He wanted to pounce on Zheng Zhi now.

Zheng Zhi did not rush up with the ball, but passed the ball to Zhao Junzhe twice before calmly crossing the halfway line, and Park Ji-sung finally came up.

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Without waiting for Park Ji-sung to get closer, Jung Zhi came out with the ball.

Zheng Zhi saw the murderous aura in Park Ji-sung's eyes, he didn't want to be entangled with him, now was not the time, if he wanted to completely mobilize Park Ji-sung's emotions, he had to continue to stimulate him and make him crazy. If you want it to perish, you must first make it crazy!

The ball rolled to Li Yin's feet, and Li Yin passed the ball back to him again. Park Ji-sung followed closely again, but Jung Ji made a reverse flower arrangement pass with his right heel and cleverly knocked the ball to Hwang Yong.

The stands burst into applause.

"Ah, watching Zheng Zhi play football, I really enjoyed it."

"You see that in front of Park Ji-sung, he looks like an adult playing with a child......"

Huang Yong rushed forward with the ball on the left side, and in the face of Jin Nanyi, he finally passed the ball low to Wang Peng, who was not reckless this time and chose to knock the ball back!

Zheng Zhi,

Suddenly, the meteor sprinted forward more than five meters!

Park Ji-sung's speed was no less than him, and the two of them rushed to the ball at the same time, and when Zheng Zhi was about to touch the ball, he held his breath and slammed into Zheng Zhi with his left shoulder.

Click,

In terms of physical contact between the two sides, Zheng Zhi has already prevented it.

airplanes

Neither of them could help anyone, but Zheng Zhi's action was not finished, his left foot stepped on the ball, and pulled back and turned, a beautiful pull ball turned around, and actually went around to the right side of Park Ji-sung!

Park Ji-sung stumbled, and his body instantly lost his balance to the left! Dizzy.

Zheng Zhi quickly adjusted his pace, his left foot firmly supported on the turf, and his right foot was already picked up.

Outside the penalty area, about 25 meters from the goal, there was no one around him to threaten him, he chose a long shot!

Bang –