Li Yongle crossed the penalty area diagonally, and Yang Pan got the ball before Ferrari, but as soon as he poked the ball away, he suddenly fell into the penalty area.

The referee decisively awarded a penalty!

"Yang Pan fell in the penalty area! There was no problem, no matter how you look at it, it was a penalty! Wang Jianxiang shouted.

"It's a fake fall! It was Yang Pan himself who hung his foot on Ferrari's ankle! Italy's counterpart, on the other hand, sees the exact opposite.

Ferrari jumped up from the ground very angrily and caught up with the referee: "He faked a fall!" I can guarantee that I didn't commit a foul! ”

Yang Pan stood up casually, and then high-fived Li Yongle, who came up to celebrate.

Qiu Suhui stood up from his seat, and he looked at Gentilai with a dead face. Either way, penalties or not, as long as you can get ahead of Italy.

The referee insisted on the original decision and let the Chinese team take a penalty. The Italian players had no choice but to disperse, thinking that there was still time and that they must come back.

Yang Pan walked to the penalty spot with the ball, then gently put the football on it, and carefully adjusted it so that the air nozzle was facing him. Then he got up and stepped back, four steps away, ready to take the penalty.

Pelizzoli clapped his hands vigorously to cheer himself up, he bent over and stood, then looked up at Yang Pan.

Yang Pan glanced at Pelizzoli expressionlessly, then avoided the other party's gaze and looked down at the ball.

Is it a thief? Pelizzoli snorted inwardly.

The referee blew the whistle to signal that Yang Pan could kick, and everyone suddenly became nervous.

Will Yang Pan also be nervous?

He runs, one, two, three, four! Hit the ball hard with your left foot and then slam your right leg down! Now it's a penalty and no one is going to get in his way, so he can use all his strength and get a good shot!

Here it comes! Pelizzoli was guessing which side Yang would shoot when he was running, and in the end, before Yang Pan could shoot, he chose to pounce on his left and Yang Pan's right.

The facts told him that he pounced in the right direction!

Yang Pan's ball was drawn with the outside of his right foot, and the football flew quickly to the right side of the goal!

The ball and the goalkeeper fly in the same direction, will the ball be saved?

Pelizzoli was secretly happy in his heart, he saved this ball!

It's a pity that he underestimated Yang Pan's shooting power, although he pounced earlier than Yang Pan's shot, but the ball flew into the goal one step ahead of him, and flew into the goal against the goalpost!

The ball is in!!

When the ball hit the net and lifted it up, Pellizzoli's hand was just in the path the ball had just flown over.

“goooooal！！” Yang Pan clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it hard, opened his mouth and shouted. It's cool to score goals in this way!

Li Jie took the lead in rushing forward and hugged Yang Pan tightly, for fear that he would run away. What followed was a frenzied group of teammates rushing up and knocking the two down, holding them down.

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"Yay! Ahead! Sophie jumped to her feet, raised her hands in the air and cheered.

And Zhang Jun, who was beside him, looked at the Chinese players who were making a mess on TV, and did not high-five and applaud as usual, but clenched his hands tightly into fists, biting his lower lip, and his body trembled slightly.

How nice if, if I was there at this time!

Feng Qing noticed Zhang Jun's small movements, as well as the thoughts shown through this small action. Please bear with me, Jun Zhang. You're recovering well now and you'll be back on the pitch one day.

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Qiu Suhui smashed his fist on the awning behind the seat and finally took the lead in Italy! The efforts of these boys were not in vain!

"The ball is in! The ball is in!! Yang Pan! Yang Pan!! The penalty was so cruel and tricky that there was nothing Pelizzoli could do about it! The Chinese team is now leading Italy 1:0! Viewers, if you just turned on the TV, you will be surprised by this score, but yes! Yes, the Chinese team is ahead of Italy, ahead of the star-studded Italy! Wang Jianxiang was a little hysterical, but he also heard the shouts from next door, and his peers were also gathered in front of the big screen at this moment to follow the game.

Wang Jianxiang turned off the microphone and secretly took a sip of water, when will everyone be so fascinated by a game of Chinese football? From noon to the beginning of the game, the enthusiasm is like a young fan watching the game for the first time. Thinking of this, Wang Jianxiang smiled and unscrewed the microphone again.

With this penalty, Yang Pan also scored four goals in the Olympics and is currently ranked second in the scorer list. Well? The speed of the ball just now is counted! Amazing ...... One hundred and thirty-six km/h!! It is worthy of the heavy artillery Yang Pan...... "My voice is hoarse again, but I am really dumb and willing."

The Chinese fans in the stands of the Thessaloniki Stadium were happy, they witnessed this passionate moment on the spot!

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But on the other hand, looking at the Chinese players celebrating wildly, the Italian players were very unhappy.

Not only because the Chinese team was ahead, but also because the goal conceded was a penalty awarded by the opponent for faking a fall!

What is this?

We must not let the Chinese beat us like this, and we must not be eliminated by the Chinese team. It's they who should be eliminated! Otherwise, we'll really be killed when we go back!

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After the restart, the Chinese team seemed to be still in excitement and did not come to their senses, Li Yongle was thrown away by Pirlo in a blink of an eye, and then he passed straight into the penalty area!

Giraldino had no way to chase the ball under Liu Peng's defense, but instead attracted most of the Chinese team's defense. At this time, the right midfielder Scully took the opportunity to plug in and hit the goal in front of Xiang Tao, who was chasing back!

Sima Hongxin was not liked by Qiu Suhui because of his taciturnity, but his surname also helped him calm down more easily than others in many cases. He dropped to his knees and caught Scully's shot firmly in his arms.

Because of Xiang Tao's existence, Scully can choose a much smaller shooting angle, so this level of shooting cannot pose a threat to Sima Hongxin at all. As soon as he stood in the near corner, he was so tall and big that he didn't have anything left to angle his shot.

After the Chinese team made several voluntary mistakes in a row, Qiu Suhui realized the problem, fortunately, the first half was about to end, and there was something to say slowly at the final break.

These boys are still too young!

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Li Yongle found that Pirlo became difficult to defend, he couldn't guess what Pirlo wanted to do next, and he often made himself nervous with a simple move.

Is this experience? That's what has been honed in the Italian league?

Li Yongle remembered that he had smelled this smell on Zhang Jun. It was when he was training in Spain this winter, when Zhang Jun shook him and scored a zero-degree angle shot, only for a short time, he found that Zhang Jun was so strong that he was a little frustrated.

Now Andrea Pirlo has it too, maybe that's the temperament of a world-class star!

Pirlo played a two-on-one combination, and then shot directly from 21 meters away without stopping the ball!

Sima Hongxin was a little unprepared on this ball, and his tall body fell down a little slowly, and he missed this long-range shot that was close to the ground!

The Italian commentators were about to shout "goal", only to find that the ball hit the outside of the post and bounced off the bottom line.

There was a loud sigh from the stands. At the same time, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

At the end of the first half, the Chinese team temporarily led Italy 1:0 with a penalty kick by Yang Pan in the 32nd minute.

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Qiu Suhui first praised the team's performance in the first half with a smile in the locker room, but then his face sank and his words changed: "I know you guys are excited and happy after taking the lead, but!" His voice jerked an octave higher, "But you have to understand how powerful your opponents are!" Their defence wasn't fragile enough for you to score three goals in the half, and their attack wasn't stopped by a couple of offside traps. So you always have to be in good spirits, and as long as you don't hear the final whistle, no one is allowed to give me a sigh of relief! ”

The players, who were originally exhausted, were refreshed. yes, there's still half a half, and if you give up now, what will be the result? Lose, regret.

Isn't it just another forty-five minutes? The first forty-five minutes have passed, and you are still afraid that the other party will not be able to do it?

"In the second half we still used the wings and the pace to deal with them, and we started the game and didn't give Italy a chance to slow down! Grit your teeth and persevere, and when the game is over, I'll give you a holiday! ”

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Li Yan frowned and looked at the jubilant Chinese fan phalanx not far away. He was a little worried that judging from the period near the end of the first half, the slackness of the Chinese team was not all due to the excessive excitement of scoring goals, but also related to the decline in their physical strength. From the twelfth to the twenty-first, four intense matches were played in nine days.

Originally, the third game against Mali could have been rotated to give the main team a break. But for some unknown reason, the Chinese team tried their best to catch up with their opponents in the end - in fact, even if they lost, it didn't matter. Could it be that Qiu Suhui is using the results of the Chinese team to add a halo to him?

Well, personal grievances aside, four games in nine days, this density has more or less problems with the physical strength of the players. Plus the crazy attack, counter-robbery, re-attack, and counter-robbery in the first half...... Although this kind of physically demanding style of play gave the Chinese team the lead in the first half, it also planted the seeds of danger in the second half. Once the physical strength is exhausted at the end of the second half, it is very possible to be tied or even overtaken in an instant.

Don't they themselves know the consequences of doing so? Why take such a risky approach?

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Hu Li watched the players walk out of the locker room one by one, and his steps were still a little heavy. He said to Qiu Suhui beside him with some worry: "Why do you want to adopt such a desperate tactic? Even if we win against Italy, Argentina will likely be the next round, do you think we still have the strength to play against Argentina? ”

Qiu Suhui smiled bitterly and asked Hu Li: "Then do you think we have any spare strength in this game, it is possible to defeat Italy?" ”

"This ......"

"I didn't even think about the next game. If you have spare strength, you can't win Italy, and if you try your best to win Italy, you will be eliminated by Argentina, ha! Lao Hu, which path do you choose? Since the end game is a loss, then why not give your best in this game, do your best, whether you win or lose, there is nothing to regret. It's a cup, it's not a league, and we don't have to save anything for the next opponent. ”

"It's a pity! If Ghana qualifys, we won't have to work so hard. Hu Li sighed.

"Huh! You know what, old Hu. Actually, those players are the same as I thought. They are not afraid of Italy, they are afraid of leaving regrets! Qiu Suhui looked towards the exit, and the boys of the Chinese team were disappearing into the brightly lit exit one by one.

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Li Yan originally thought that he would see tired faces and heavy steps. But what surprised him was that every member of the National Olympic team ran out of the exit, and there was no trace of fatigue on their faces!

Why?

Li Yan will not understand the thoughts of these players. As Qiu Suhui said, they are well aware of their situation. For them now, there is no point in thinking about what will happen in the future, it is better to spend all their minds on this game. Bet everything, all the training, all the games, all the tears, laughter, pain, anger, confusion in the short period of one year and three months since the founding of the team...... Every minute and every second of memory is all bet on this game.

I'm afraid that many people will have a very different mood now than they did when they first heard that their opponent was Italy, right? Thankfully, they didn't lose to Mali and were able to find such a good opponent for their farewell match.

Italy, whether you win or lose, we want you to remember our name and let you know that Chinese football is not something that you can despise casually.

The first half was still evening, and the sunset was soft on the court. When they came out again, it was already night, and the lights covered the stadium. Yang Pan squinted at the lights, all as dazzling as little suns.

I'm sorry, Jun Zhang. It seems that I can't bring you this Olympic gold medal, it's just a lead, maybe you will lose! But it doesn't matter, I'm going to play it as a final, cheer for me, if you can see it......

"It's time for the game to start, keep your spirits up! We have forty-five minutes left! Yang Pan yelled at his teammates. Then he looked at the referee, let's get started, referee, I can't wait!

"Toot!"

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"At the beginning of the second half, the Chinese team was still attacking with all their might, and every player was running tirelessly! They also seem to want to snatch points from Italy! Very bold style of play, but is there no problem with their stamina? Wang Jianxiang said worriedly.

It can be seen that after a short break of fifteen minutes, the Chinese players can still support their physical strength and can still use their speed to put pressure on Italy.

Gentille looked on the field, as if it was a copy of the first half, and Italy was suppressed by the Chinese team again. But this time he didn't worry about anything anymore.

Hum! What stupidity! Such a style of play does not take into account the consequences at all. Qiu Suhui, you are also a coach who has been in Europe for so many years, don't you even understand this truth? Even though we played ugly, we will win in the end, so what's the point of football that can't be won in this kind of tournament?

It's a pity that Gentille is not Chinese, and he will never understand the way of thinking of the Chinese.

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"They're dead?" Feng Qing looked at the Chinese players who were still walking vigorously on the field and said in surprise.

But Zhang Jun's eyes were full of sadness: "It's not that they don't want to die, but they know that they can play this game." In any case, they did not have the strength to go any further. So, just ...... here" Sophie snuggled up to Zhang Jun without saying a word, and she agreed with Zhang Jun. After winning Italy and Argentina, it is absolutely impossible for the Chinese team to defeat two strong opponents in a row with its current strength and physical strength.

"However, if you win Italy, even if you lose to Argentina, you still have three or four finals to play!"

"Heh, Brother Feng, don't you see it? Now they don't think about the future at all, and they don't think about what other three or four finals can be played. They just want to have a good game. Zhang Jun smiled bitterly. They are always like that, Yang Pan, Li Yongle, Liu Peng, Sima, Xiang Tao...... They will never put their minds on calculating the next game, but will only put all of them on the current game, winning is exciting, and losing will never be a nest. They always do......

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Li Yongle's long-range shot suddenly fell in front of Pelizzoli, rebounded, and made him unable to react, seeing that the football was about to enter the door from behind him, but he saw a blue figure flying forward and drove the football out of the penalty area.

"Ferrari almost kicked Li Yongle's shot out on the goal line! What a pity! If there is no interference in front of Pingqi, the Chinese team is likely to lead 2:0! ”

Li Yongle saw that the ball didn't score, so he turned around and ran without saying a word, he didn't want to waste time and energy on posing. Besides, this big foot directly caused the Italian counterattack.

Pirlo received the ball in the front court, and while Li Yongle did not come back, he could show his might! Giraldino, Scully, and Palumbo are all running, and the Chinese team has just attacked and has not had time to return to defense, which is a good opportunity for Italy to equalize the score!

He distributed the ball to Scully, who was inserted in the back, and Scully crossed directly with his feet! Giraldino ran to meet the ball and then grabbed the spot with his amazing nose in front of goal and struck a powerful header!

The football flew backwards, and Sima Hongxin reflexively stretched out his hand while pounced forward! The soccer ball flew out. Li Suisheng hurriedly jumped up and pushed the ball off the sideline.

Whew, it's dangerous!

Over time, Italy gradually began to gain momentum. The Italian attacking duo with Andrea Pirlo at the core constantly used the opportunity of defensive counter-attacks to put pressure on the Chinese team in front of goal.

In the 67th minute, Pirlo made a direct pass, and Giraldino who was inserted behind him overtook Liu Peng, and then stabbed before Sima Hongxin, but it was slightly off.

In the 72nd minute, when Pirlo faced Li Yongle, he unexpectedly picked up the football with his toes, crossed Li Yongle and the entire Chinese team's backline, and Giraldino inserted to catch the ball, forming a single knife trend. Just when everyone thought he would succeed, a little too big when he stopped the ball gave Xiang Tao a chance. He pounced on Giraldino before he could kick the ball off the line. Italy missed a great opportunity.

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Qiu Suhui glanced at the watch on his wrist with some nervousness, there were fifteen minutes left, and now the Italian offensive was becoming more and more ferocious. The Chinese team has not even had a decent shot on goal for 10 minutes.

And the physical strength of the players on the field decreases quickly. It looks like it's time for a change, even though the guys won't want to end up.

"Hu Bin, Kong Liang, Zou You, go warm up, I'll come back when I call you!"

Hu Li was surprised again by Qiu Suhui's substitution strategy, shouldn't there be more defenders to strengthen the defense at this time? If you still send forwards, how can you start defending?

A noise in the stands interrupted Hu Li's doubts, and he turned his head to see that Wang Yu's ball was cut off by Scully, and he counterattacked on the spot!

"Wang Yu was a little physically exhausted, and he was cut off when he was dribbling the ball! But he doesn't have the ability to chase back! The Italian team attacks! ”

Xiang Tao rushed up again, then leaned on Scully, and with another force, stretched out his foot to poke the football out of the sideline. Compared to strength, Xiang Tao will not lose to anyone.

"It looks like we can't afford to delay any longer." Qiu Suhui shouted to the warm-up players. "Zou You! Come here, get ready to play! ”

Zou You ran over, quickly took off his coat, threw it aside, and then was pulled aside by Qiu Suhui, and quickly talked to him about what to do after he got on the field: "Remember, you replace Wang Yu, put all your energy on defense, and run sideways more." In addition, let Lin Feng take it back, don't be a front waist, and ask him to defend! When you're defending, you tell everybody to handle the ball in our backcourt with a little bit of simplicity and get out of what you can! Don't grind in the back! Listen to it and play? ”

Zou You just nodded, and was pushed by Qiu Suhui before the fourth referee, it seems that the situation on the field is indeed becoming more and more unfavorable to the Chinese team.

On the other side, Gentille is also deploying troops. He saw that the Chinese team's physical strength had become a problem, and the attack was far less sharp than at the beginning, so he decided to add a little more pressure to the opponent, and he sent a wide attacker from Palermo (Andreagasbarroni), ready to replace the defensive midfielder, and transferred Palumbo (Angelopalombo) to the middle, so that the fast and physical Gasballoni played left midfielder to continue to impact the Chinese team's defense.

Wang Yu was replaced by Zou You, although he was still a little reluctant, but he also knew that he could only drag the whole team back on the field at present.

Hu Li handed Wang Yu a towel and asked him to wipe his sweat so as not to catch a cold: "It's hard, you did a great job." Leave the rest to them! ”

But Wang Yu just put a towel over his head, sat on a chair, and clenched his hands into fists: Damn! At a critical time, he turned out to be the first person to come down! Damn!

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After Zou You came on the court, he conveyed Qiu Suhui's meaning to everyone, and the defense of the Chinese team was really much more concise, and it completely took the defensive action of destroying the surname. And Gasballoni's arrival also revitalized Italy's left side, so much so that Yang Pan had to give up the attack and go all out to defend the fast left winger.

Time is running out and it looks like Italy doesn't have much to stand by. But at this time, the experience of the European Youth Championship champions came into play, they were not impatient, but patiently fought a positional battle with the Chinese team.

After Pirlo shook Li Yongle in the middle, he found that he could not continue to move forward, so he had to move sideways to the right, Xiang Tao rushed up, Pirlo knocked his heel, and the football passed between Xiang Tao's legs, and then Pirlo was about to turn around him, Xiang Tao stretched out his leg and tripped Pirlo.

The referee showed Xiang Tao a yellow card and awarded Italy a free-kick on the left side of the Chinese penalty area.

Zhao Pengyu and Lin Feng formed a Chengren wall, and the others, including Li Jie, all returned to the penalty area to defend.

Pirlo will take the free-kick and he is the first penalty taker from set-pieces, both at AC Milan and at the Italian Olympic team.

He sends the ball into the penalty area and flies in an arc towards the goal! Under the interference of the crowd, no one touched the ball in the front and in the middle, and at this time Beauvo appeared at the back point!

Bovo is unmarked! He jumped high! Rush to the top!

Sima Hongxin turned around and flew over, but his speed was still a little slower.

Qiu Suhui stood on the sidelines, clenched his fists and watched everything in front of the goal.

Gasballoni, who was behind Beauvo, had already stretched out his hands, it was a gesture of celebration, a gesture of celebration of the goal.

The football flew across the goal line in front of Sima Hongxin's fingertips!

The ball is in!!

The ball went in?

“goooal！！”

Yes, the ball went in.

"Bowo header! Sima Hongxin didn't pounce! The ball flew into the goal! Italy stubbornly equalised with three minutes remaining! What a pity, Chinese team! Victory was only three minutes away from them......"

The Italian players frantically hugged each other in front of the Chinese team, they howled, cheered, draw! Finally equalized! None of them could have imagined that the game would be so difficult before the game, and it took them a full 87 minutes to equalise, but it was already very exciting for them, and they felt like they were narrowly escaped.

Lin Feng sat on the turf with his buttocks, and he had cramps. After running for such a long time, that leg couldn't stand it for a long time, but I didn't expect that even if I ran to cramps, it would be such a result...... Equalized! The chest heaved violently, not because of the leg pain, but because of the heartache.

Yang Pan stood in front of the door in a daze, looking at the football inside the door, and really wanted to kick it out! Damn it! Just a little bit, just a little bit and we won! But now it looks like we're going to have to play extra time. But everyone's physical strength ...... He smiled helplessly, for the Italians, this is just a goal, but for the current Chinese team, it is a very cruel goal. Not only does it undo everyone's previous efforts, but it also gives everyone another thirty minutes of willpower.

Qiu Suhui grabbed his hair in annoyance, he really didn't expect that when Pirlo served, everyone paid attention to the people in the penalty area, but they didn't see Bowo rushing in from outside the penalty area! Miscalculation, miscalculation!

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