The eyes of the whole world fell on Dong Fangzhuo. The god-like man personally scored an assist for the Belgian. The slip was an accident, but it came at the right time. Belgian fans should be thankful for him.

But no one will blame him, without him, the Chinese team is nothing, and no one will complain about him even a word. This is Dong Fangzhuo's special status.

"Dong,"

"What would he think now, he would never have thought of."

"But I'm sure he's going to inspire him to fight even more, and that's not the end. It's not terrible to fall behind 1:2, as long as he's still fighting on the court. ”

'He's okay, we're used to him saving the team countless times. At least, today shouldn't be the end for him. We've been waiting for 24 years, and the new champion of 24 years won't stop there. ”

Lineker's tone became much calmer, and he was actually worried about Dong Fangzhuo in his heart.

He at least had the strength to speak, and Huang Jianxiang and Duan Xuan were silent and short-circuited. At this moment, they don't know what to say.

Dong Fangzhuo is the god of Chinese fans. When God makes a mistake, it's like snatching away everyone's souls. For a while, no one could really come to their senses.

Or the Belgian fans cheered.

"Ah, even God is on our side."

"Obviously, even God didn't want him to keep winning, so he let him slip."

"I have a strong hunch that we can make it to the final!"

Only God can reassure Belgian fans......

Dong Fangzhuo stared at De Bruyne's celebratory back without saying a word, and after a long time, he shouted, "My fault! Didn't get a look at him! ”

"But the game isn't over yet! Keep up the good work! No goal conceded can knock down our confidence to win! ”

"Brothers, don't be afraid, just do it!"

"Zeng Cheng, give me the ball!"

Zeng Cheng in front of the door was still a little stunned, if it weren't for Dong Fangzhuo's shouting, he would still be making trouble.

Zeng Cheng threw the ball in front of Dong Fangzhuo, Dong Fangzhuo rushed to the center circle arc with the ball all the way, quietly waiting for the Belgian to celebrate, without a trace of panic in his heart.

Kompany over there, after the celebration, pulled everyone together and seemed to be saying something. They couldn't just think they had won the game just because they were ahead of China again, and as players, as most of the players who had played against Dong Fangzhuo, they knew how terrifying Dong Fangzhuo was.

Off-pitch, Martinez soon screamed from the sidelines.

The sound is clearly audible.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

"Don't stop attacking!"

He was really worried that the players would be satisfied, and then he would start defending at the back, and forget to continue to put pressure on the Chinese team, if that was the case, it would not be far from the defeat of the French team.

At this time, there is only a situation where the fish is dead and the net is broken, and you are alive and dead, and the attack is the only option for victory, and there is nothing else. Although they are ahead, they are all fighting against the water.

Beep

The Chinese team returned to the attack, and Belgium immediately stepped up, not only to attack, but also to have a better defense. Feng Jin took the ball on the left side, confidently passed Witsel, and then rushed all the way to the bottom line, Dong Fangzhuo, Huang Bowen and Zhao Xuri all rushed up at the same time. Feng Jin faced Alderweireld, and after a series of small steps approached, an inconspicuous oxtail was thrown out, and he continued to sprint to the bottom line, and then completed a cross with his left foot, and the ball fell to the back post of Belgium, only to be pushed out of the bottom line by Kukaku, who was chasing all the way.

Yes, Lukaku, as a striker, actually ran all the way back to the penalty area from the front and pushed the ball out of the bottom line before Huang Bowen.

One can imagine how unified Belgium's tactical thinking is, with everyone doing their best to reach the historic final.

Corner kick.

Dong Fangzhuo waved to the backcourt, signaling his teammates to press up, and Feng Xiaoting and Wang Gang both rushed up. At this time, of course, he can't be the only one fighting, everyone has the responsibility and obligation to play for the Chinese team.

Witsel stood 10 meters away from the corner flag to prevent Dong Fangzhuo from playing another corner kick. But this time, Dong Fangzhuo drove the ball directly into the big penalty area, and he himself quickly ran back. Because he was worried that the Belgian team would play a quick counterattack!

Feng Xiaoting fought for the landing point in the big penalty area, but under the interference of Lukaku, he did not take the right position, the ball flew out of the bottom line, and Dong Fangzhuo had actually run back to Zheng Zhi's side. What Lukaku can do, he can do. After seeing the ball fly off the line, he returned to the front court.

Hmmm-

After seeing Feng Jin pressing on the left to no avail, he immediately hit a flying tackle in the middle and tried to cut off Witsel's horizontal pass, but unfortunately it was still a step too late.

Fellaini turned the ball to Dembele on the left side, Belgium launched an attack on the left side, the ball fell to the feet of Hazard, Hazard directly smashed the ball to Wang Gang, just about to rush over but Zheng Zhi grabbed the position and cut off the ball.

He replaced Wang Gang's position on the right side, and immediately got up to find Dong Fangzhuo after rushing more than five meters with the ball, knowing that Dong Fangzhuo was in the middle, he still chose to pass in front. He believes that Dong Fangzhuo can catch up with this ball.

Whoosh, Dong Fangzhuo was as light as a swallow, strode over, and really got the ball before Kompany, and it was Fellaini and Kompany who were staring at him, Dong Fangzhuo moved the ball forward, suddenly turned over and pulled the ball, and made a detour back, Fellaini had already taken precautions, and immediately braked his body, at the same time, Dembele also came back, Dong Fangzhuo did not love to fight, swept the ball back to Huang Bowen with his left foot, and went around the middle without the ball.

Huang Bowen transferred the ball to Zhao Xuri, and after Zhao Xuri adjusted it, he raised his right foot and pretended to shoot, but he still pushed the ball to Dong Fangzhuo with the outside instep, but he still had to face Fellaini and Kompany.

Dong Fangzhuo took the ball and continued to swing on the spot, Fellaini and Kompany were unmoved, and in the fourth time, Dong Fangzhuo suddenly pulled the ball to the right and cut in, trying to get rid of Kompany with speed, but Hazard came back and quickly blocked Dong Fangzhuo.

At this time, Dong Fangzhuo gently picked his right foot!

The ball jumped up obediently and hit Hazard's right arm in an instant!

"Handball ?!"

As if faster than the referee's whistle, the fans in front of the TV shouted faster.

Beep

The whistle sounded.

"You can't run away this time?!"

"This time it's definitely a penalty!"

'There was no problem, unintentional handball or not, according to the rules, Hazard opened his arms and it was a real penalty!'

"If this ball is not awarded a penalty, this referee will definitely collect black money!"