Chapter 140: Breaking Records

"Lua rewrote the score with a difficult side hook shot, the whole goal feels like playing a football game, the breakthrough and the shooting are wonderful, this game has evolved into a goal battle, Lua made two passes and one shot, Chu Yang scored twice, and the five goals are very distinctive, let's see if Chu Yang can create a miracle and help the Chinese team equalize the score again."

Before Chu Yang had time to create a miracle, the Brazilian team had already extended its lead.

The Chinese team has no way to take this game to Lua, who has been superb, he rushed into the penalty area under the cover of his teammates, and hit the goal after receiving the pass, Tang Junyue and Zheng Hai, who were powerful and blessed in the Chinese Super League, stretched out their feet almost desperately to block, but he shook it with a light buckle.

Lua, who broke through two defenders, scored easily in front of the goalkeeper, 4:2.

In the seventy-first minute of the game, the Chinese team was once again forced to the edge of the cliff, still a familiar recipe, or a familiar taste.

Chu Yang once again stood on the serve point in the middle circle, and he was definitely the player who stood in this position the most in this World Cup, and there was no one.

Yang Shaotian stood next to him, looking at the Brazilian players who were celebrating in the distance, silent.

In fact, it is a great success for the Chinese team to stand here, in the words of the leaders, "they have completed the task excellently, achieved good results beyond expectations, played in style, and played at a high level".

For a lot of people, it's the best game to win, and it doesn't matter if you can't, as long as you don't lose too ugly.

Scoring two goals against Brazil is not ugly in any way, and their game, and it can even be said that the task of this World Cup has been accomplished.

Even the South Korean team only finished fourth with the full assistance of the referee, and the Chinese team not only equaled the best result they created, but also convincing in the process, and there are no regrets.

Some of the players on the pitch were already in a state of walking and if they were a goal down they had a glimmer of illusion, but that illusion was shattered when Lua scored Brazil's fourth goal.

Twenty minutes, scored three goals against Brazil, which is not a fantasy for the Chinese team, but a myth.

The top is not pursued, the fans do not have extravagant expectations, and even the coach does not ask for it, as long as you honestly strengthen the defense and don't be beaten into a sieve by the opponent, the result is hello, hello, hello, everyone.

The reason is clear, but I don't know why, Yang Shaotian just has a feeling of unwillingness.

"What do you think?" Chu Yang looked at him with a lonely look on his face where everyone was drunk and I was awake, and couldn't help but say funny.

"How do you want to win." Yang Shaotian said and even laughed himself.

"Did you think of it?"

"I thought of it, but I couldn't do it."

"You can even think of this, tell me about it?"

"I pass the ball, you shoot, it's simple and straightforward."

"Doesn't sound difficult, do you?"

"It's not difficult to try, I'm afraid you won't be able to run."

"It's okay, it's okay to run for another half an hour."

Chu Yang deliberately conserved his physical strength in the first half, and he ran very little, and it was not yet time to run without running.

The two drove the ball out, and the game started again, and the Brazilian team, which had already led by two goals, had no intention of reining in at all, as if they wanted to vent the frustration of missing out on the final from the Chinese team, and the attack became more and more ruthless.

The Chinese team pressed the defense line very deep, and the defenders moved more and more, and even began to use some lethal moves in the back to calm down the Brazilian forwards a little.

Just when people thought that the race would go to the end without a wave, the situation on the field changed abruptly.

Lua was shoveled to the ground with the ball, the fouled Zheng Hai received a yellow card, Lua was carried off the field for treatment for a few minutes before returning to the field, the Brazilian team also played a fire, Sandro also used a ferocious tackle action to bring Chu Yang down when Chu Yang dribbled the ball.

The referee blew for a foul on Sandro, but did not take out the card, and the Chinese fans on the sidelines gave him the middle finger.

Chu Yang quickly stood up and quickly sent a free kick after getting the referee's consent.

Sandro could see clearly from the side, Chu Yang couldn't catch up, so he could only quickly call his teammates to defend, and he went to seal Yang Shaotian, who gambled on the ball.

Yang Shaotian took two steps with the ball and sent a straight kick to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang got the ball at the edge of the penalty area, and as soon as he came to the penalty line, he was blocked by two defenders like a plague god.

"Chu Yang took the ball, the defender had come up, Yang Shaotian came to answer, but Sandro looked at him very closely, the number of attackers of the Chinese team is too small, and now it is almost a two-on-five situation, and it is difficult for the Chinese team to find opportunities."

Chu Yang made a breakthrough, and the two defenders of the Brazilian team were very experienced, so they were not deceived by him, but slightly pulled a little distance behind and waited for the opportunity to move.

Chu Yang raised his right foot, his ankle swung around above the football, making a look like he was about to change the direction of the ball at any time, and the two defenders suddenly felt like they were facing a big enemy, and the center of gravity of their bodies unconsciously swayed with his feet, and the two pairs of eyes were staring at the football at his feet.

Yang Shaotian finally used his speed to shake Sandro away and entered the penalty area, the last defender of the Brazilian team hurriedly caught up, and the two defenders defending Chu Yang also quickly moved their feet to block Chu Yang's passing route.

But it was this moment of effort that the football was gone.

They only felt a flower in front of them, and the football under Chu Yang's feet suddenly flew past them.

The two thought that Yang Shaotian had already answered in place, so they quickly turned around and looked back, only to see Saini, who was guarding the goal, turning his head to look at his right with a confused expression.

The ball has flown into the goal from that direction.

The three of them looked at each other as if they had seen a ghost.

The players on the field couldn't see clearly because of the angle, but the people on the sidelines saw the whole process.

This time, without Chu Yang stretching out his hand, they themselves consciously closed their mouths.

Of course, it was impossible for everyone to be frightened by an abrupt goal, but when most of them were suddenly speechless, the whole stadium seemed as silent as death for a moment.

The exclamation of the mountain and the tsunami came in the next second, as if it was about to overturn the entire rose bowl.

"The ball is in! Chu Yang suddenly hit the goal without anyone expecting it, last season's best goalkeeper in Serie A Seni had no reaction, Chu Yang's whole body did not move, and simply used the power of his calf to complete the shooting action, how strong his explosiveness is can be imagined, it is now the seventy-eighth minute of the game, and the Chinese team still has a chance. ”

Chu Yang ran into the goal, picked up the ball, and ran to the midfield.

He didn't say anything, and even if he did, no one could hear him, but everyone knew what he was trying to say.

The game isn't over yet.

They could guess what Chu Yang wanted to say, but they could never guess what he heard.

That voice was heavenly to him.

"Congratulations to the host for breaking the ......"