() Looking at the Iranian team members celebrating on the screen, Dewey stood up and put on crutches and threw down the phrase, "I'll go back to my room first." And he left the room.

Du's mother smiled awkwardly and explained for Dewey: "The child may go out to breathe." ”

Dewey went and never returned.

Sun Ji curled up in the corner of the sofa, his face blushing.

Conceding a goal under pressure is bad news in itself. Looking at the performance of the National Olympic Games in the second half for more than 20 minutes, even Sun Ji felt that the National Olympic Games wanted to exceed the score again, which was really difficult.

The Iranian team has such a strong momentum, and the opponent will definitely continue to work hard to achieve the next goal. With more than twenty minutes left in the second half, Iran still has a chance. Whether the national Olympic team can adjust the state and then counterattack, Sun Ji is not sure about his teammates at all.

In the stands, apart from the Iranian fans, the happiest were the two groups.

The first group were two Korean spies who were sent to observe the situation of the two teams on behalf of South Korea.

After seeing this goal, Li Yongzhen laughed and said, "What are these two teams doing?" I really don't understand! Both goals were ridiculous, and it seemed that they were not in form. ”

"Isn't it good to be out of shape?" Park Kyung-hoon on the side was overjoyed, "It's best if they kick the draw!" If you kick a draw, you won't be able to get out of the line! ”

"Park, this result is the best, but looking at today's posture, there will be no draw between the two teams."

"So which team do you think is better to win?"

"Iran, of course! They are already one point behind China, and as long as they win this time, we will qualify with one point in the next two games! ”

"But the performance of the Iranian team today is not so good, compared to the Iranian team we met last time, they are probably worse than the Chinese team!"

"What do you think of today's Chinese team?" Li Yongzhen asked rhetorically.

"Well, except for the to, they behave like a lump of dogs!"

Two South Koreans rejoiced at the re-qualification of the draw, and one Italian also secretly rejoiced.

Raiola hid among the fans, looking at the Iranian fans who were covering the ground, and muttered: "Lose, lose!" My to! Come back to Chelsea so you can make more money for me next season! ”

After conceding the goal, Shen Xiangfu made a decisive substitution and replaced the inactive Lu Feng with Gao Ming.

But a striker can't control the Iranian team's attack at all, in the 77th minute, Tang Wugang was about to launch a big foot long pass counterattack, Bohani, who was standing in front of Tang Wu, decisively stretched out a kick, intercepted the ball that Tang Wugang threw into the air, and then pushed the empty goal.

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle and showed Bohani a yellow card for the action.

Although the goal was invalid, the Iranian team's mind could not be clearer, which was to score at all costs.

Tang Wu put the ball at the place of the foul, swung away all his teammates who leaned over to catch the ball, and then slowly took a few steps back.

Pass it to whom?

Just played?

No, he was seen dead by two people!

Hu Zhaojun?

His location is close to Gao Ming, which is not good.

Yu Tao?

He's a bit up on the flanks and may not be able to get to the ground in the first place.

Yan Song?

He's in a good position and has enough ability to catch the ball, but what about the result of passing the ball to him?

Will he give it to his teammates?

Yan Song's position determines that he is destined to be "isolated", except for the bottom cross, there are only two people who can answer him, one is Sun Xiang behind him, and the other is Hu Zhaojun in the middle.

Sun Xiang was exhausted at this time because of the heavy defensive pressure; And Yan Song expressed his disagreement with Hu Zhaojun from the end of the first half.

In this way, after the ball is given to him, is it still grabbed by the opponent?

Tang Wu glanced at Shen Xiangfu, who was fidgeting on the sidelines, and decisively gritted his teeth and kicked the ball to the right side again.

Looking at the ball flying in the air, Yan Song was overjoyed.

Haha, Tang Wu really took care of his fellow countrymen!

Yan Song saw the opportunity and pushed the ball towards Xu Liang. As soon as he landed, he turned around and ran forward, shouting as he ran: "Kuroko, pass the ball!" ”

Xu Liang and Yan Song cooperated very tacitly, and after Xu Liang stopped the ball with the arch of his foot, he sent a straight kick to Yan Song's periphery.

With his body and speed, Yan Song once again touched the ball one step ahead of others and ran wildly along the side.

Seeing Yan Song start, Hu Zhaojun in the middle lane frowned, and paused for a moment before taking a step.

But he didn't stick it up and answer behind Yan Song's side, but still ran out of a straight line, allowing the Iranian team members around him to surround Yan Song on the side.

"Aren't you capable? I'll see how you're going to kick it yourself! ”

After Yan Song ran a few steps with the ball, he found that Sun Xiang behind him had not followed at all.

Hurriedly step on the ball and look for an opportunity to cross.

At this time, the two Iranian players had already formed a circle, forcing Yan Song to face out of bounds and protect the ball at his feet.

Hu Zhaojun only symbolically took a few steps towards Yan Song, then stopped at a position four meters away from him and shouted, "This way, this way!" ”

"QN 'This way'!" Yan Song, who had his back to the court, scolded secretly, "Which side of my T road is it?" Won't you come and pick it up? ”

Two legs are invincible to four feet, and in the space that the referee can't see, Yan Song's calf was kicked several times by the opponent.

Yan Million finally couldn't stand the pain, his body was crooked, the ball was taken by the Iranian team, and he made a long pass again to launch a fast attack.

"Kill him! Kill him! ”

Tang Wu had already retreated to the line of the forbidden area and shouted at Sun Xiang, who was rushing forward.

Of course, Sun Xiang understood what Tang Wu meant, but at this time, his feet were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and the tendons next to his two calves were bulging, and he seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

"Ah!!h Sun Xiang yelled, knowing that he couldn't earn this header, but he still jumped towards Bohani desperately.

The two men fell to the ground and the ball bounced out of bounds.

Beep!!!

The Syrian referee gave Sun Xiang a yellow card.

Sun Xiang didn't make much excuses, just took advantage of the foul break and lay on the ground to rest.

Shen Xiangfu on the sidelines finally realized that he hurriedly called Wang Xinxin and Wu Pingfeng, who were warming up on the sidelines, to his side, and whispered something.

"Oh, the Chinese team has changed again, this time with two at once!" Seeing Shen Xiangfu make adjustments, Huang Jianxiang's tone also revealed a hint of joy.

Either way, it's better to have change than to stick to the routine.

"Coach Shen made a final effort and replaced Hu Zhaojun and Yan Song with Wang Xinxin and Wu Pingfeng at the same time to make a last stand." Zhan Jun explained on the side.

"Because there is no difference between a draw and a defeat in this game, if the national Olympic team wants to maintain its chances of qualifying, it must win Iran here."

Yan Song and Hu Zhaojun both went down, although both of them were panting, they didn't look at each other. When he returned to the bench, he also sat on one side and didn't say a word.

Seeing that the coach did not replace him, Sun Xiang gritted his teeth and stood up with Xu Liang's support.

He almost broke his foot just now, and Sun Xiang was afraid for a while when he thought of his "desperate work" just now.

"If I had broken my foot at the time..."

Huh?

Sun Xiang was suddenly stunned.

If I break my foot, won't I be the one who will break at this time?

Thinking of this, Sun Xiang was a little regretful.

After Wu came on the pitch, his breakthrough was to create a free kick on the right side of the field, and his defender Carmeli received a verbal warning from the referee.

However, Sun Xiang's free kick was a little too low, and Dewey was not on the field, and Iran's Olympic player Kameli easily cleared the ball with a header.

Seeing this, Sun Ji's face darkened even more.

Is the header disadvantage so obvious after the loss of Dewey? You are obviously all big men over 1.8 meters, and you can't even earn these "dwarfs" who are more than 1.7 meters old?

At this moment, Du's mother, who had been away for a while, returned to the hall apologetically.

"Mother Du, where's Dewey?" Wu Wei asked.

"Alas!" Du's mother sighed, "I went to Xiao Wei's room just now and watched the game with him." He was a little uncomfortable and said he wouldn't look at it. I asked him to come down and talk to you, and he said he wanted to rest and stop the interview. ”

"Okay." Looking at the National Olympics that were besieged again on the screen, Wu Wei also sighed, he also knew that it was futile to say anything at this time.

The national Olympic team still has some actions after the substitution, but the free kicks in the front court are always grabbed by the opponent to the first landing point; And the Iranian team also frequently passed through the "right corridor" and threatened the door of the National Olympic Games.

As the game ticked by, the managers of both sides ran out of substitutions and stared dryly from the sidelines.

The three-minute stoppage sign had been held above the head of the fourth official, and the 100,000 Iranian fans in the stadium had already begun to cheer for the home team with their uniform roars.

Almost all the fans covered their cheeks, and a draw meant defeat for both teams.

In the 91st minute, Wang Xinxin, who replaced Yan Song, broke through and went down, just when the Iranian players thought he was going to cross with his feet. Wang Xinxin, who was full of physical strength, suddenly buckled his right foot, shook off Bakori, who came forward to defend, and rushed towards the Iranian team's penalty area from the side with the ball.

No one expected that Wang Xinxin would break through successfully, and when the defenders of the Iranian team came to make up for it, Wang Xinxin had already brought the ball into the penalty area. The members of the National Olympic team did not expect that neither Wu Pingfeng nor Gao Ming Yu Tao would form a running position at the first time.

Wang Xinxin was helpless, so he had to sway again, wanting to use his speed to return the triangle again.

However, Iran's No. 19 Artel Batelli decisively fell to the ground with excellent technique and shoveled the ball out of bounds first.

"Huh? Wang Xinxin was tackled in the Iranian team's penalty area! Huang Jianxiang suddenly came to his senses.

"Will the referee award a penalty?"

All the red players stepped forward and surrounded the Syrian referee in the middle.

"Penalty, it's a penalty!" Wu Pingfeng shouted.

But the referee couldn't understand Chinese at all, and after blowing a few whistles in a row, he pointed directly to the corner kick area.

"Alas! It seems that referee Haji thought that the Iranian player had tackled the ball first. Huang Jianxiang said regretfully. It's a corner from the right. ”

"This is the last chance left for the Chinese team." Zhan Jun also straightened his back. In any case, they, the CCTV commentators, have to stand with the members of the National Olympic team at the last moment.

"Huh? What happened? Seeing all the National Olympic players on the screen looking back, even Sun Xiang, who was walking towards the corner kick area, stopped.

"Tang Wu, it's Tang Wu!" After waiting for the camera to zoom out, Zhan Jun immediately let out a happy voice.

On the screen, Tang Wu had already crossed the middle line by crossing Zhang Baofeng and Zhang Yaokun, and was running towards Sun Xiang in big strides.

"Tang Wu is going to take a corner kick?" Zhan Jun's mind didn't turn around.

Huang Jianxiang glanced at his partner with contempt, Zhan Jun is good, but when he sees Tang Wu, his brain is gagged.

Maybe it's because the Premier League has watched too much, every time he sees a close-up of Tang Wu, Zhan Jun has an inexplicable confidence.

"Of course Tang Wu didn't go to take a corner." Huang Jianxiang explained for his colleague, "He went to earn a header!" ”