"I don't know if Coach Zhu will change the lineup in the second half." Huang Xuan was afraid that Zhu Bo would not change the lineup, and he would still play the game in the first half of the lineup.

Zhu Bo is not in a very good mood now, what is Fang Zhuo's strength? Of course, Zhu Bo is very recognized, and those who can kill all sides in the Belgian Second Division, even if their strength is weak, will not be too weak.

In the last game against Malaysia, because of the disparity in strength, I couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but in this game, it was clear that Fang Zhuo's mentality was not very stable.

Substitution, substitution must be replaced, but how to replace? Zhu Bo thought about it a little and decided on the replacement.

"In the second half, Fang Zhuo is down, and Jin Feng is up." Zhu Bo said very decisively.

Fang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, he was gone, Fang Zhuo thought he had heard it wrong.

"Coach, am I going to end up?" Fang Zhuo asked in disbelief.

"Yes." Zhu Bo didn't explain much, and he didn't need to explain anything.

"Why? I think I'm doing a good job. Fang Zhuo's temper was not very good, and he directly contradicted it.

"I want to go." Zhu Bo turned his head and left.

At the beginning of the second half, Jinfeng appeared on the field.

"It's a substitution, we Huaxia took the lead in substitution, Fang Zhuoxia, Jin Feng Shang." Huang Xuan was stunned for a moment, this adjustment is a bit interesting.

"Is this going to be a midfield five?" Because the game didn't start, and he didn't know how the players would stand, Lu Shi didn't know what lineup to play.

Jin Feng stepped on the football field, it was not the first time he appeared on the field, he had been to a bigger stadium than this, but today he felt completely because he was playing for his country.

The Iranian team also made two substitutions in a row, and now no one will give up this game.

After Jin Feng came on the field, Jia Yi stood in the forward position, still 442.

"Jia Yi can also play as a striker." Lu Shi nodded, there was no problem with such a position.

The competition has officially begun.

In the first half, the Huaxia team was the first to watch the game, and then in the second half, it was the Iranian team that kicked off.

The Iranian team who made the substitutions were also very strong, they want to take the lead as soon as possible, and they hope to win the group.

"This is Goldwind's first time playing for the national team, and he can finally show his strength in front of Chinese fans." Huang Xuan said excitedly.

Yes, Goldwind's outstanding performance in Europe has conquered a lot of fans, and they all desperately hope that Goldwind can wear the national team uniform.

In the last game against Malaysia, because the opponent was too weak, he didn't send Jin Feng to play, but this time he finally came off the bench.

The Iranian team is also very afraid of Jinfeng, after all, those who can gain a foothold in a team like Atletico Madrid will definitely not be too bad.

When Jin Feng touched the ball for the first time, the Chinese fans in the audience cheered loudly.

Jin Feng felt a trace of strangeness in his heart, and his blood was boiling, and he must make the Huaxia team ashamed today.

After getting the ball, Jin Feng began to move forward slowly, he was not the same player as Fang Zhuo, he preferred to pass the ball.

Seeing Han Peng in the penalty area, Jin Feng didn't say a word, and directly passed the ball.

The football accurately found Han Peng, and Han Peng shook his header very comfortably.

"Jin Feng passes, Han Peng's header, oops, it's a pity, this ball is a bit positive." Huang Xuan regretted very much, if this goal was not too positive, it would really be possible to score.

"That's the quality of the main midfielder of the La Liga and Europa League winners." Lu Shi sighed and said, "There are too few domestic players who can pass such a ball. ”

"It's just a normal pass." Huang Xuan didn't see how powerful this ball was.

"Very powerful passing, it can be seen through slow motion, Jin Feng's passing angle is very tricky, the arc just bypasses all the defenders, and the landing point is very accurate, no Han Peng needs to grab it, but the ball seems to be sent to the front." Lu Shi nodded, this ball is absolutely amazing.

Although Han Peng didn't put the ball in, he still gave Jin Feng a thumbs up.

Jin Feng smiled, Huaxia's players naturally can't compare with Atletico Madrid's players, and it's normal that this goal didn't score.

Although the Iranian team escaped, they did not relent, and still attacked aggressively.

The defense of the Chinese team was also very tight, and the Iranian team's attack was futile.

"Good ball, this goal Guan Zhi has made a contribution, and his steal is very beautiful." As soon as Huang Xuan's words fell, Guan Zhi passed the ball to Jin Feng's feet.

Jin Feng is not Fang Zhuo, he didn't stop the ball at all, sent the ball forward, Jia Yi quickly followed, took the ball and took two steps, and sent the ball to the penalty area before the opponent's defense pounced.

Han Peng had his back to the defender, he knew that it was impossible for him to shoot this goal, and it was very difficult to take the ball down, but fortunately, there was a red figure not far from outside the penalty area.

Without thinking too much about it, Han Peng grabbed the ball before the other party and pushed the ball out.

Han Peng pushed the ball back outside the penalty area, where there was a Chinese player who kicked the goal...... The ball went in. Huang Xuan shouted loudly.

It was Jin Feng who shot outside the penalty area, and after Jin Feng passed the ball, he didn't stop too much, but ran towards the outside of the big penalty area, just as Han Peng passed the ball out.

Jin Feng didn't adjust at all, and it was a kick to go up.

The ball was also so powerful that the Iranian goalkeeper had no chance to save it and watched as it flew into the net.

After the goal, Jin Feng did not make any celebratory gestures, but waved his fist.

"What a beautiful goal." Huang Xuan was very excited.

"Leading 2 to 1, the Chinese team is leading again." Lu Shi also felt that this goal was very relieved.

Iran are now behind and a draw is acceptable to Iran as they played against the weakest Malaysia in their last game, which is a win that can certainly be gained.

If it is a draw, the Iranian team can still grab the opportunity to qualify, or even top the group.

However, once they lose the match, Iran will be in trouble, and they will not only have to beat Malaysia in the final round, but also depend on the result of the match between China and Uzbekistan.

If Uzbekistan wins against China, Iran may be eliminated if they don't have enough goal difference.

Putting their fate in someone else's hands, this is not a fact that the Iranians accept for reason, they have to hurry up and score, score, score.

The West Asian Iron Cavalry is not built randomly, and their offensive ability is also very scary, and the Huaxia team's goal is precarious, and it looks like it will be broken at any time.

"It's not safe to be one goal ahead." Huang Xuan couldn't help but say.

"Actually, you can change to a faster striker and play defensive counterattacks." Lu Shi proposed.