On 42 minutes, the shrill whistle sounded again, followed by cheers from Honduran fans.

Zheng Zhi roared unhappily: "Are you two gourds?" It's not enough to lose one, why lose two? ”

Li Xuepeng and Zhang Linfan lowered their heads, not daring to refute.

Zheng Zhi was depressed, this whole advantage was gone, and he was still one goal behind.

......

conceded two goals in a row, which directly made the mentality of Chinese fans explode.

In particular, Zhang Linfan and Li Xuepeng's defensive mistakes were held on to by them.

Even the fans have made some negative remarks.

"It's over, two in a row, what is this?"

"It's a fart to qualify, you have to be abused to play in the World Cup in this state, and it's a shame to go out!"

"Hold on! You can't lose!! ”

"If you score a goal, you can score a goal."

"Is it good to score a goal? It's not a tie yet! ”

"Is it okay to fuck off upstairs? Don't disgust me, the two sides are even, and the side with more away goals wins, I don't know? I don't understand anything, but I spray blindly! ”

......

The commentary table, the three explanations are also anxious.

"You can't kick like that! There has to be change, it's too passive. ”

"Somebody has to step up, we're demoralised and we need someone to cheer them up."

Although the three did not say it explicitly, the TV camera was aimed at Yi Le.

In front of the camera, Yi Le's face was rarely solemn, he took a few deep breaths, turned to Zheng Zhi, covered his mouth with one hand, and said: "Captain, we are going to attack, we can't play defense anymore, it's a big deal to play against them." ”

"What if the score is enlarged by the other party?"

"Even then, you have to kick it hard?" Yi Le said solemnly; "We're already behind, there's no point in defending, what we need now is attacking, defending is just a slow death, I don't want to lose, even if it's a mistake, I don't want to do nothing!"

Hearing this, Zheng Zhileng paused.

Why don't you want to do nothing even if you make a mistake?

This sentence touched Zheng Zhi a lot.

Maybe... They just lack that courage.

"How do you want to play?" Zheng Zhi asked.

Yi Le said: "Just play against the attack, if they dare to pounce, they must be ready to be counterattacked by us, increase the running distance, whether it is offensive or defensive, and carry out more regional cooperation." ”

Zheng Zhi nodded and said; "Do you need to talk to the old man?"

Yi Le had just opened his mouth when he was suddenly interrupted by an angry roar.

Lippi stood on the sideline, his whole body was like a lion, and he roared angrily: "Attack! Offensive! them! ”

Yile: "......."

Zheng Zhi: "......."

.......

In the stands, the Chinese fans no longer cheered, they looked at the stadium worriedly, and they had long lost their pre-match spirit.

A pair of eyes looked at the stadium with apprehension, expecting someone to step up and turn the tide of the situation.

Honduras have scored two goals in a row, which is a huge morale boost.

They began to attack more aggressively, pressing forward throughout the midfield and pressing directly near the center circle at the back.

Yi Le watched all this coldly, he just needed a chance to fight back.

Elise still broke through along the right flank, and with his confidence skyrocketing, he even started to play tricks.

The range of action is very large, and he wants to play Li Xuepeng.

But Li Xuepeng calmed down this time.

In the stalemate between the two, Zheng Zhi slapped the horse, and it was directly a clean and neat sliding tackle to steal the ball, and Elise also fell to the ground under the instability of his body.

Elise fell to the ground, his head a little dizzy, but he still subconsciously raised his hand.

But the referee shook his head and stretched his hands towards the Honduran defence.

Go on the offensive!

Zheng Zhi didn't look at the referee at all, he knocked the ball directly to Yi Le.

Watching Yi Le run towards the ball, the Honduran player, who had been a little swollen before, shuddered suddenly.

"Retreat Defense!! ——”

Saquereth shouted in fear.

But he still finished shouting, and Yi Le faced the ball with a scalpel-like straight ball.

This through ball directly tore through the opponent's back line, and with Wu Lei's forward insertion, it instantly formed a single knife.

"Wu Lei single-handedly!! ——”

The three commentators roared and stood up in unison.

The Chinese fans at the scene were also in an uproar, staring at the ball tightly, full of apprehension.

Be sure to score!

A goal must be scored!!

Wu Lei rushed into the big forbidden area at high speed, Saquere's speed was not slow, and he had already caught up with Wu Lei from behind.

Wu Lei also felt the pursuers behind him, and he knew that he would be caught up by the other party if he took a few more steps.

In desperation, he could only try to shoot.

Bang!!

Volley hard.

The force of the ball is huge.

"Wu Lei shoots!! Can this goal be scored!! ”

In the next second, Duan Xuan wailed and said, "I was pounced, we ....."

"It's not over yet!!"

Zhan Jun suddenly took over the words, he looked at the screen excitedly, the whole person was half-squatting, leaning forward, as if he was about to plunge into the screen.

"Easy Pleasure! Easy Joy! The place where the ball lands is Yile!! ”

The Chinese fans at the scene also widened their eyes, and they clasped their hands tightly together.

Yile rushes to the spot where the ball lands.

His mind was blank at this time, and there was only one command in his mind, shoot!

Everything is in slow motion.

The ball slowly falls.

Yi Le stepped on the ground with his left foot, raised his right foot high, and maintained a certain amount of pouring throughout his body, and when the ball fell to a certain level, he pulled his thigh back violently, and his calf pulled the ball viciously.

Boom!!!

With tremendous force, the ball was squeezed into an oval shape and flew out like a cannonball.

The black and white ball streaks through the air in a straight line.

Changhong runs through the sun, and the heroism is unparalleled!

The ball flew over the penalty area and into the top right corner.

Yi Le watched the ball enter the opponent's goal, and then ran to the bottom of the stands of the Chinese fans, clenched his fists and roared.

Roar!!!!!!! ——

The Chinese fans were also stunned for a long time, and then 10,000 people roared in unison, shaking the world like a volcanic eruption.

Roar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

"World Wave !!!!! ——”

"Absolute world waves!! Violent shot from outside the box!! This goal is so domineering!! ”

"It's got to be 15 meters, it's amazing! This goal is too domineering! ”

"The Honduran goalkeepers didn't react!"

"That's what a top star is capable of! This is the reason why Yile is worth 200 million, he can be this key gentleman! ”

'Now with this goal we have the lead again, the two sides are tied 2-2 on aggregate, but we have an away goal and as long as the game ends with this scoreline, we can qualify for the World Cup!'

Speaking of this, Duan Xuan's tone began to tremble, and said; "It's the World Cup! Come on, boys!! ”

......

At the coach's seat, Lippi jumped up even more excitedly.

He swung his arms fiercely into the void, acting quite tough.

He loves the feeling of his heartbeat!

A moment of rejoicing for victory.

Lippi hasn't felt that way since leading Italy to the Hercules Cup.

No matter what he did, he always felt unmotivated.

He thought that the World Cup had worn away his last bit of enthusiasm, and he was ready to retire for this reason.

Until countless people found themselves and let him coach the Chinese team.

Lippi doesn't know much about the Chinese team, and the reason why he promised is because he wants to give himself a chance at the end.

See if a new environment can rekindle the passion.

From July to the present, for five months, he has led the Chinese team to dance on the tip of the knife, they are walking on thin ice, and a small mistake will lead to the loss of previous achievements.

And with the concerted efforts of everyone, they won one game after another, and his heart began to beat strongly.

He never felt like it was so meaningful to qualify for the World Cup.

But at this moment, for some reason, he was really excited.

It's like holding the Hercules Cup, and that feeling of excitement and fiery is back.

And it was only here that he understood.

It turned out that it was not enthusiasm that he had lost .... It's a challenge!

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