on the field.

Alex Silva pursed the corners of his lips and stood in the middle of the box, bewildered.

He kind of wanted to cry!

Just now I just wanted to break the siege hard, why did it happen that the sneakers flew out?

How do sneakers fly out?

Laces not fastened?

Even if the sneakers flew out, how could it be so coincidental that they hit the soccer ball directly, and knocked the soccer ball off the trajectory and smashed it on the grass and bounced into the goal?

Silva felt a little dreamy, and thought that after the competition, he would have to consult a famous physicist to explain the mechanics of the whole process.

He's a scumbag!

I can't figure it out!

Silva regrets that he didn't study hard when he was young, but he can't blame himself, he should blame the poor education system in Brazil as a whole, and children from slums, even if they want to study hard, their families can't afford to support them.

"Alas......"

Silva could only sigh.

The rest of the Brazilian team did blame Alex a little, but looking back on the whole process there was also some sympathy for him, because it was such a coincidence, Alex couldn't have done it on purpose, who knew it would be like this?

The TV footage replayed the goal continuously, and the match commentator also said with amusement, "This will become a classic goal in Olympic history, everything is like it was arranged in advance." ”

"Theoretically, this goal should be considered an own goal, because according to the rules of the football game, his shoes cannot be counted as an obstacle, Alex and his shoes are a whole, so the goal belongs to Alex ......"

"It's just that Alex probably doesn't want this goal......"

“……”

The entire Chinese team, including Zhen Shaolong, doesn't care who the goal is counted, the important thing is that the Chinese team is ahead of Brazil.

The score became 1-0.

It is definitely great news to have a goal in the game.

The Chinese players felt very relaxed, they had a simple celebration, the celebration was very short, and many players felt that they did not need to celebrate, otherwise it would be tantamount to mocking their opponents.

That's not good.

When the players of both teams are back on the playing field, the referee immediately blows the whistle to signal the start of the game.

Brazil continued their attack.

The goal just now made the Brazilian team feel very depressed, but it had little effect on their fighting spirit, even if the Chinese team scored the first goal, they had a lot of time to tie the score.

Brazil's attack was really strong, relying on control of the midfield and constantly passing the ball into the box from the outside.

Several players in midfield, including Ronaldinho and Diego Ribas, often rushed into the box to find opportunities, and with Pato up front, Brazil had plenty of players who could threaten the Chinese goal.

The Chinese team all put on a stubborn posture.

It's a tactical arrangement.

Against the mighty Brazil team, the Chinese team will have to defend seriously, and they will have to put most of their energy into defending to have a chance to beat the Brazilian team.

The goal just now had no impact on the mentality of the Brazilian team, but it made the Chinese team's fighting spirit even higher.

No team can win on defense alone, and the Chinese have already scored a goal, and if they can hold on to the goal, they can beat Brazil to win the title.

This goal is too important for the Chinese team.

Now the belief of the entire Chinese team is focused on serious defense, everyone is very firm, and they have found the feeling of the last game against Argentina --

Defend!

Defend!

Defend again!

As for the defense that makes the game ugly, the Chinese team is not thinking about it at all.

Only the best teams will think about the spectacle of the game, and the Chinese team needs to win rather than look good.

The Chinese team's stubborn defense also made Brazil very depressed.

Any team will have a headache for breaking down dense defences, and the same is true for Brazil, who are unable to play their technical advantages in the face of dense defences inside and outside the penalty area, and short passes are easy to make mistakes in dense defence.

It makes it difficult for them to find opportunities in front of goal.

Brazil's overall performance is not good either.

Maybe it was affected by the support of the fans, or maybe it was also in the face of the Chinese team, Brazil as a whole was a little careless, anyway, Brazil did not enter the state quickly, the frontcourt attack made continuous mistakes, and the offensive opportunities were wasted again and again, but fortunately, their midfield strength was strong enough to continue to control the ball for a long time.

Frontcourt.

Zhen Shaolong stood in place most of the time, and his motionless style gave Anderson a headache.

Anderson didn't want to talk to Zhen Shaolong more, but he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you move?" ”

"The enemy doesn't move, I don't move!"

"What?"

"This is an advanced art of war strategy, you don't understand." Zhen Shaolong replied lightly, he was not in the mood to explain to Anderson, and his "immovable play" could not be explained.

Anderson couldn't stand.

He walked back and forth, which was nothing in a normal game, because every player did this, but because Zhen Shaolong stood still, he walked around Zhen Shaolong, which gave people a weird feeling.

Suddenly.

The Chinese team completed a steal at the back.

Zheng Zhi swept the front court, and immediately it was a big foot, and the football spanned half of the field and fell to the center of the field.

Zhen Shaolong rushed up quickly.

Anderson had been swinging and jogging, and he felt the backcourt counter-attack, and his body was ready to sprint.

Zhen Shaolong broke out faster, and he threw Anderson away in a few steps, which made Anderson a little incredulous, "Why is his explosiveness so strong?" ”

Anderson was thrown away, and he didn't throw much distance, he was only two positions away from Zheng Shaolong.

When Zhen Shaolong turned his head to judge the landing point, the speed was naturally slower, and he was chased by Anderson.

Zhen Shaolong took the lead in making a good judgment, and immediately slowed down slightly, but he had already stuck the position first, and Anderson could only squeeze the position when he followed.

He found that he couldn't touch the ball first, and hesitated but didn't reach out.

The referee is not slow either!

If you reach out and pull the jersey, or if there is any other foul, maybe the referee will come with a yellow card and carry a yellow card, and the rest of the defense will be difficult.

He immediately regretted it.

When the football fell close enough, Zhen Shaolong turned on "Attack", and then did not watch the ball again, and quickly rushed forward, in the field of vision of others, Zhen Shaolong ran forward first, and the football followed and hit his heel, and bounced steadily to the front to be controlled.

This brilliant stop immediately caused a cry of excitement.

Anderson is stupid!

"Can it still be like this?"

"Is that okay?"

"This technology...... Ronaldo can't do it either, right? ”

The shocked Anderson couldn't keep up at the first time, so he could only run behind, but fortunately there was Breno in front, and Breno rushed up and launched a front and back attack with Anderson.

Zhen Shaolong returned to Brenaud during the run, hesitated and decided to continue running.

Shot?

No!

Now the chances of scoring a goal are not high, the running speed is too fast to adjust, and the distance is a little farther.

He kept running.

The trajectory of the run turned a corner, and he ran around a semi-circular arc to the right, successfully throwing Brenaud to the left.

At this time.

Zhen Shaolong entered the penalty area and successfully threw out the shooting space, he did not hesitate, glanced at the goal, and the goalkeeper Ren Nan, who attacked, immediately waved his right foot high.

Hanging doors!

Far Corner!

After the football rushed towards the goal, Zhen Shaolong didn't even look at the result, so he excitedly clenched his fists and rushed to the backcourt.

Afterwards.

The soccer ball crashes into the goal accurately.

"Hula......"

The stadium was in a state of flux, the cheers of the fans resounded in the air, and the exterior sounded like a volcanic eruption.

"Zhen Shaolong! Zhen Shaolong! Zhen Shaolong! Zhen Shaolong ......"

The game commentator didn't know how many Zhen Shaolong shouted in a row, before he continued to say excitedly, "The ball is in!" The ball is in! 2-0, the Chinese team led Brazil by two goals! ”

"In the 29th minute, taking advantage of a quick counterattack opportunity, Zhen Shaolong received the ball in front of the court and shook off Anderson and Breno, and helped the Chinese team score the second goal with a light hanging door!"

"Beautiful! Accurate! ”

"Zhen Shaolong is quite confident in his shot, and it can be seen in slow motion that he has just finished shooting, and he celebrates in advance......

Amid the shouts of the commentators, the fans in the stands have long been in a carnival.

They were so excited.

It is already a bit incredible that the Chinese team reached the final, and many fans did not expect the Chinese team to win the championship.

Even if they beat Argentina in the semi-finals, they may not be able to beat Brazil in the final, after all, it is too difficult to create two miracles in a row.

But......

Now the fans see hope.

The game lasted nearly 30 minutes, and the Chinese team actually led Brazil by two goals!

It was so unexpected!

Many fans felt like they were in a dream.

They couldn't help but look at the celebratory figure in the field, and they couldn't help but shout excitedly--

"Zhen Shaolong!"

"Zhen Shaolong!"

"Zhen Shaolong!"

There were cheers everywhere, shouts everywhere.

Every Chinese fan shouted Zhen Shaolong's name, and they all regarded Zhen Shaolong as a 'god', specially to save the 'fairy' of Chinese football, and many fans were so excited that their speech became incoherent--

"Zhen Shaolong, Zhen Shaolong...... He...... He's amazing! ”

"It's enough for China to have a Zhen Shaolong!"

"He's invincible!"

"Who will say bad things about Zhen Shaolong in the future, see if I don't cut him into a dog......"

“……”

The Chinese fans were so excited.

The Chinese players on the pitch were also celebrating excitedly, the goal just now gave them hope of winning, and the current goal made the hope greater.

Two goals ahead!

As long as they can hold the goal, they will definitely beat Brazil.

Goal?

"Just leave it to Brother Zhen alone!"

"We're mainly on defense!"

"Yes!"

A group of Chinese fans celebrated and discussed the game strategy, and they quickly reached an agreement, collectively forming a circle, palms on the backs of their hands to cheer together.

Zhen Shaolong was pinned on by many teammates, but he didn't feel anything, he had long been used to it, and if he wanted to win the Brazilian team, it was indeed the best choice to defend the goal.

As long as his teammates can defend the goal, he can let go of the kick without hesitation.

Meantime.

He's starting to look forward to winning the title.

"We must win!"

"Chinese Olympic Team...... World champion! ”

The teammates were excited for a long time just now, Zhen Shaolong's mood was very calm, and after the celebration was over, he thought about the Olympic champion, and suddenly became excited.

And then.

He thought of the story of animals riding boats.

Piglet......

“…… You may have been craving pork lately! Zhen Shaolong immediately shook his head vigorously and shook off the weird thoughts in his mind.