Five-star red flag, you are my pride!

Five-star red flag, I'm proud of you!

Cheers for you, bless for you,

Your name is more important than my life!

The red flag flutters, the red flag flutters, and the volunteers who take off are flying higher and higher like white clouds.

The red flag flutters, the red flag flutters, the young heart will not age!

-- Many years later, Sun Nan's "*" is still a favorite of the older generation of Chinese fans.

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The atmosphere in the Brazilian dressing room was not easy, as the Chinese team was more difficult to deal with than they thought.

Pereira reminded his men: "Everyone felt it in the first half, and the Chinese team didn't want to be as weak as some people said before the game. In the first half, we were evenly matched, but they lacked a bit of luck. In the second half we had to take our chances and start by a goal against them. 2:0 to 1:0 insurance. ”

Kaka listened to the head coach's arrangements for the second half of the tactics, but his mind was a little distracted, he wanted to know what the locker room of the Chinese team was like at this time, and what Zhang Jun was like.

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"If that goal goes in, it's still a draw! It's a pity! Gee! ”

"Yes, yes! We played so well in the first fifteen minutes! ”

In the locker room of the Chinese team, there are still some players who are not satisfied with the score, they feel that they have more opportunities, but because they did not grasp it, it has led to the current backward situation.

Zhang Jun didn't participate, he sat on the bench, bowed his head and said nothing, he must still be regretting the goalpost.

Qiu Suhui knocked on the tactical board and quieted everyone down.

"I know you're not happy with the result in the first half, you're not reconciled, and you think it should have been a draw at the very least. It's good to have this kind of momentum, but don't be blindly confident and conceited. You have to see who we are against, Brazil is not an opponent that can be beaten by momentum alone, we need to be strategic. ”

Some of the team members nodded, because Qiu Suhui was right.

"In the second half we switched to counter-attacking and we couldn't let Brazil play counter-attack, that was the most dangerous thing. And to take any set-piece opportunity, it's not in vain that we've been practicing set-pieces for so long. The opening game is special, and no matter how strong the team is, we can't give it our full strength in such an occasion, but we are more motivated as challengers. It's a global broadcast, and whether we win or draw, we're all heroes. The pressure is always on the other side, we have nothing to scruple about, anyway, it's a 'bad life'. Qiu Suhui spread out his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and the last sentence made everyone laugh, and the serious and depressing atmosphere just now disappeared all of a sudden.

"You have to remember from now on, not just this game, but all the rest of the World Cup: we're only in the second World Cup, we have nothing, so we don't have to worry about losing anything, we lose more than any team, but once we win and we get out of the group, we're heroes! Big Hero! Momentum is not omnipotent, but no momentum is impossible. I hope everyone can keep that momentum up for the rest of the game. Meantime. Qiu Suhui emphatically emphasized, "Don't underestimate any opponent, in terms of our current fame, strength and status, we are not qualified to underestimate any team." ”

Someone lowered his head, presumably blushing at the contempt in his heart in the first half. Qiu Suhui is right, now anyone can look down on them, but they are not qualified to look down on others. When they have won glory for Chinese football in international football and have achievements, they can raise their heads.

The Chinese men's football team has always had a very low status in the hearts of many people in Asia. Many people scold them to realize their football professionalism and to realize that they are a real football fan. With this is not the right thing to do, but the result is also caused by these players themselves. Who told them to be indifferent for so many years? Now this World Cup, this opening game gives them a chance. Qiu Suhui wanted them to make it clear:

Respect is to be earned by oneself, not to be given by others.

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The fifteen-minute half-time break was too long for the anxiously waiting fans, but too short for the players. When Qiu Suhui finished explaining what should be explained, the time was almost up. He waved the players out and got ready to play.

As soon as he walked out of the locker room door, Zhang Jun suddenly grabbed Yang Pan and Li Yongle: "I think we should equalize the score as soon as possible, otherwise it will not be good once the Brazilian team pulls the score away again." ”

'I think so too, but it's not easy to score goals.' Li Yongle shrugged, "Brazil's defense is not strong, but they are strong enough to attack, always suppressing our midfield, and they can't support you in front." "He is the midfield engine of the Chinese team, and he has a deep feeling for the situation in the first half, and the seemingly strongest midfielder in the three lines of the Chinese team has been suppressed by the Brazilian midfield after the middle of the first half, and has not done much.

Yang Pan nodded in agreement with Li Yongle, and for a while in the first half, he, the attacking defender, became a full-back.

Zhang Jun didn't think so, telling the two: "I know there was at least one more time when we had absolute possession – when we kicked off in the second half. He held out a finger, "Yang Pan, do you remember the first goal we scored in the first game when we played high school leagues?" ”

Yang Pan was stunned for a moment, and then recalled carefully. He and Zhang Jun have cooperated for so many years, even in three years of high school, he has played countless games and scored countless goals, how can he still remember how the first goal was scored? In the end, Li Yongle reminded him: "The first opponent was CITIC Heavy Machinery, and the strong team at that time was ......" As Zhang Jun's biggest opponent when he was a student, he naturally knew everything about Zhang Jun, and this first ball would not be so easy to forget.

Yang Pan patted his head: "I remembered!" That ball, right? Are you going to ...... Did you think about this at halftime without saying a word? ”

Zhang Jun smiled: "Yes, I just planned to do that." ”

Li Yongle was a little surprised: "Our success rate is too low to do that, right?" "He knows how difficult it is for them to work together for them who have never practiced deliberately.

Zhang Jun patted Li Yongle: "With you as a pervert with a long pass, we are already half of the success." ”

Yang Pan thought about it, and then nodded: "Okay, I think this is worth a try." Even if it doesn't work out, it can scare them. ”

Both agreed, and Li Yongle naturally had no opinion.

The three of them knew how the ball was scored, so naturally they didn't have to get together anymore. Straight to the field, they can delay a lot of time.

They were the last three to play, and the atmosphere was as lively as before, making people's blood boil. The moment Zhang Jun appeared on the stage, he remembered his father. Originally, he had been forcing himself not to think about it, for fear that he would be distracted. But somehow I remembered it at this critical moment.

Dad was his enlightenment teacher on the road to football, but after he brought himself into the temple of football, he didn't see the day when he really succeeded. Dad, I'm in the World Cup now, can you see that?

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's mother sat at the empty Luoyang home, she refused all the media that came to interview and shoot from the demon knife family, and wanted to quietly watch her son's game with her husband. She sat on the sofa with a picture of her husband on the seat next to her. Seeing Zhang Jun and Yang Pan running out of the passage, she turned her head to the photo next to her and said, "The second half is about to start, Wei Guo." ”

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"I would like to know what the Chinese team will do in the first half, after fifteen minutes of the first half, the Brazilian team has a clear upper hand, and now the Brazilian team is ahead, they can play as much as they want, what will the Chinese team do?" Fifteen minutes into the half-time break, Wang Jianxiang was like an ordinary fan making all kinds of guesses about the second half, and then said it in passing when he started to work.

On the one hand, he is a football commentator, but on the other hand, he is also a die-hard Chinese fan. Now, it is becoming increasingly difficult for him to distinguish between the two identities.

Players from both sides stand on the pitch and prepare for kickoff. Wang Jianxiang turned off the microphone, drank saliva, cleared his throat, and then turned on the microphone again, ready to start work.

"Good evening, everyone! We are now broadcasting the opening match of the 2006 FIFA World Cup in Germany live from the Allianz Arena in Munich, Germany! The two sides are defending champions Brazil and China. Now the second half of the game between the two sides is about to begin! In the first half, the Chinese team fell behind 0:1, and neither side made personnel adjustments in the second half, and the second half will be the Chinese team's kick-off, what kind of start will they bring us? "Wang Jianxiang really thinks that the Chinese team played well in the first fifteen minutes of the first half, and it would be good if it could be maintained like this in the second half.

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Zhang Jun stepped on the football with one foot and looked back at Li Yongle and Yang Pan, both of whom winked at him, both knowing what to do. Yang Pan is an attacking defender, but he stands on the right line like a right midfielder, close to the middle line, ready to sprint at any time.

"Kick off in a while, I'll give you the ball, and you pass it directly to Li Yongle in the back." Zhang Jun instructed Wu Shangshan again, if he didn't say it clearly, he would pass the ball to others at that time, but his previous efforts would be wasted.

Wu Shangshan nodded, no objection.

Merck stood outside the centre circle and then blew the kick-off whistle with everyone watching.

Zhang Jun took a deep breath, kicked the ball to Wu Shangshan, and then rushed forward directly, at the same time, Yang Pan on the sideline also took out the speed of a 100-meter sprint and ran wildly along the sideline to the bottom line.

Wu Shangshan really passed the ball back directly to Li Yongle, Li Yongle stopped the ball again, and then looked up to find someone.

Qiu Suhui saw the kick-off before returning to his seat and sitting down. He was still thinking about how to adjust in the second half, watching his gaze on the field wander a little and be absent-minded.

Li Yongle clearly judged Yang Pan's route and Zhang Jun's follow-up speed, and he knew that it was time to act.

Pick your right leg and make a long pass!

The football flew from the back of the Chinese team to the bottom line on the right side of the field.

Due to the angle of the TV broadcast, many people think that there are no Chinese players in that place.

"The Chinese captain made a pass to attack, but it seemed to be a little too forceful, and maybe no one could catch the ball."

It's just that many Chinese fans thought to themselves after seeing Li Yongle get up, who can receive such a fight? How do you control the ball even if you barely catch it? How do you cross it? The Chinese players are too anxious, right? Wasted possession chances!

But as the camera moved quickly -- or rather with the football, because the camera was moving with the ball -- they saw a lightning-fast red figure, a number 7.

"Oh my God! Poplar! He's so fast that he can't even keep up with the camera! The German commentator exclaimed. It's not that he didn't see Yang Pan, he was just surprised that Yang Pan could run so fast.

Just when Yang Pan was desperately chasing the ball, Zhang Jun was also sprinting into the penalty area in the middle, he was a little slower, but the time was absolutely just right.

Li Yongle's long pass was just right, and Yang Pan caught up with the speed of his full sprint, which made Carlos bow down - they opened up a position. But what about receiving the ball? How do you handle the ball at this high speed? Even if the ball stopped, Carlos pressed it.

Yang Pan gritted his teeth, increased his speed again, took two big steps, and then he flew out, picked out his right heel, and directly volleyed the cross!

"Direct cross?! Can anyone keep up with ......"

Like this German commentary psychology, many Brazilian fans don't know what Yang Pan is doing this for, except for giving the ball to the Brazilian players.

Dida took a few steps back, ready to catch the ball, and Juan reflexively jumped up in front of him, but not really the ball, because he heard the tunnel shouting behind him: "I'll take it!" ”

So he didn't jump with all his might at all.

One person that almost all the Brazilian players didn't notice, Kaka noticed, and he shouted in a hurry: "Be careful! There was a ...... in the middle" Before the words fell, I saw a red No. 11 figure suddenly jumping in the high-speed sprint, sliding with open arms in the air like a bomber, he jumped far higher than Juan, and all the Brazilian defenders looked at the Chinese team player who almost came out of thin air and was stunned, they didn't expect that there was anyone else who could catch this ball.

Dida jumped to his feet, ready to take the ball, but the ball suddenly disappeared from sight, replaced by a red shadow and a somewhat vague back number: 11.

Yang Pan's cross was also just right, just at the height of his head. At that moment, Zhang Jun didn't feel that he was in the World Cup, he seemed to be back in the first year of high school, captain Su Li's long pass, Yang Pan caught up with the ball and then crossed directly, he followed the header, and the ball went in. Then there was cheering all around...... Inside that small stadium, the cheers of more than 200 people sounded like they were at the World Cup.

"Zhang Jun's header! Dida ...... Ball...... The ball is in! The ball is in!! The ball is in!! The ball went in!! The ball went in!! The ball went in!! This is the middle ...... The first goal in the history of the World Cup of the Chinese team! Ball, ball in! Nice header! Zhang Jun! The ball is in! Only eight seconds into the second half! The ball went in......" Wang Jianxiang was incoherent, because he was crying at this moment, and tears flowed down his face. He didn't know what he was shouting, but he wanted to shout until he was hoarse and couldn't shout anymore.

At that moment, the moment the football hit the net, the whole of China was shouting like this. If you push open the window, you can definitely hear someone throating like Wang Jianxiang in the middle of the night: "The ball is in!" The ball is in!! ”

Someone even set off ribbed firecrackers. They had been ready for a long time, but they didn't know how long it would take to come in handy, and they didn't expect it to be lit so soon now.

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Zhang Jun turned his head to watch the ball hit the net, did it really go in? He actually scored the first goal of the Chinese team?

I can't be dreaming, am I?

Although he planned this attack, he didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It wasn't until the cheers of the Allianz Arena that brought him back to reality.

Yes, I scored!!

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Qiu Suhui jumped up before he could warm up the leather-covered seat. He was still thinking about how to play after falling behind 0:1, and the Chinese team equalized the score by itself. It's simply ...... A raid that can't be more classic!

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His teammates frantically surrounded him, hugged him, cheered, screamed, and slapped hard...... At this time they are more united than ever.

"Hey, Jun Zhang. You're the main striker, and if you want to say the person who scored the first goal, you're the most suspicious. Tell us how you're going to celebrate when you score? This is an action that will go down in history! Anke was bored one day by asking this question, which had nothing to do with him.

At that time, Zhang Jun thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to answer Anke's question. He rarely bothered to prepare for celebrations, and until he scored, the tricks were all in vain.

There are also gossipy reporters who asked Zhang Jun the same question, but he refused to answer without thinking about it. Li Yan also asked him as a friend, and everyone seemed to be looking forward to the first goal of the Chinese team in the World Cup in this way.

Now the opportunity has come, but he is stupid and does not know what to do.

The frantic celebration ended under the intervention of the referee, Zhang Jun came to his senses, he looked at the red flag rolling in the stands, and swept the five-star red flag logo on his chest, he thought he had found the most suitable celebration.

He grabbed the placket of his shirt with his right hand, held up the national flag, and then lowered his head and gave the national flag on his chest an application kiss under the stands of Chinese fans and in front of countless five-star red flags.

This later became the most classic scene in the memory of countless Chinese fans, together with that beautiful raid, Wang Jianxiang's incoherent but passionate yelling, accompanied by Sun Nan's song "*", will be talked about by Chinese people many years later.

And his gesture of kissing the flag after scoring a goal for the national team has almost become a celebration of the veteran Shearer's raised hand, which has never been changed.

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The Chinese carnival lasted for a long time, because it was the first goal of the Chinese team in the World Cup, and it was the door of the Brazilian team. It feels different, we scored a goal for the World Championship! Even the Chinese reporters behind the billboards jumped up one by one, raising their hands in cheers. Some reporters even forgot about their jobs and cheered without taking pictures.

Sophie also wanted to cheer at the first time, but Zhang Jun almost celebrated in front of her, and Zhang Jun appeared in her camera, and she reflexively pressed the shutter unlike the others.

Zhang Jun's cheers, Zhang Jun's roar, Zhang Jun's smile, Zhang Jun bowed his head and kissed the national flag, she was all recorded on film one by one. In addition to the photos handed over to the newspaper, she also had to keep a copy for her and Zhang Jun, and they would sit together and look through them slowly in the future. This is the first goal of the Chinese team in the history of the World Cup!

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It's a good thing to score a goal and it's a matter of course to cheer, but for the players who are playing, the revelry of the fans will more or less affect their mood, and they will be just as complacent as they have broken the door for Brazil.

The players on the field were relaxed, Qiu Suhui off the field was very anxious, and the Brazilian team was scored by the Chinese team, which could only arouse their anger and fighting spirit.

He stood on the sidelines and shouted to the audience: "Tighten up for me!" You want to die! Marking! Keep an eye on people! Leaked! Li Yi! ”

Qiu Suhui was anxious, and Anke was equally anxious. Because after his teammates let go, he was the most unlucky. It's not a good feeling to be scared of the goal behind you at all times.

The Brazilian team counterattacked with a long pass, directly hit the Chinese team behind and landed in the penalty area, but fortunately, Anke reacted in time and attacked quickly. It was Ronaldo who was one-on-one with him, but this time Anco didn't let Ronaldo score, and the moment Ronaldo shot he fell to the ground, rubbed the ball with his crotch, and the ball flew off the post.

This goal was not scored, but it also made the frightened hearts of many Chinese fans almost stop beating.

Anke jumped up from the ground and waved his fist at his teammates: "Mark! Defend! What are you thinking? It's leaking again! You guys want to give Brazil a few more chances like this!! ”

He pushed Li Suisheng, who was standing in front of him stunned, and pushed him forward: "What are you doing in a daze?" Defend! Marking! Corner kick of the opponent! ”

The Chinese team panicked to arrange a defensive corner, just now not only the Chinese fans, they themselves were also scared, now I think about it I have to rejoice Anke's play, so he scolded and didn't dare to fight back, after all, Anke was their savior just now.

Sometimes, the coach's reminder off the pitch is not as effective as the goalkeeper's scolding.

The corner kick was kicked out, and Anke directly pushed away Zheng Jun, who was blocking in front of him and was in a poor position, and then jumped out, and confiscated the ball directly from the top.

When he got the ball, he still didn't stop. "Don't let up! It's just a draw now! Defend! Watch defensive! He held the soccer ball in his arms and yelled at his teammates. The central defenders and midfielders should pay attention to the level of defence! The opponent is Brazil! Li Yongle, you put more energy on Kaka! He's the heart of Brazil's midfield! ”

Li Yongle nodded, Kaka's passing is becoming more and more threatening, and it is no longer the same as when he was in high school.

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Pereira looked at his watch, the second half was almost ten minutes long, and the Chinese team significantly strengthened their defense after the goal, and their number 10 went up to participate in the attack less and less, but instead focused on Kaka. He felt the need to make some adjustments.

"Let Adriano come back, I think he should warm up." He said to the assistant coach.

Kaka received the ball in midfield with his back to Li Yongle, and he directly knocked the ball back, then turned sharply, and stabbed the ball to the side with his sprint speed. completely dodged Li Yongle's turn and shovel. This hand is very beautiful, and Li Yongle has no choice. He had never played a Milan derby against Kaka, to be exact, since he graduated from high school, he had never played against him again. Although he hadn't played together, he knew it would be difficult to defend Kaka successfully with his current strength.

After all, when he was a college student, he had already won the World Cup; By the time he competed in the Olympics, he had already had a very successful season in Serie A, winning the titles of Best Newcomer, Best Foreign Player, Best Player; By the time he was working Inter Milan's youth team, he was already an indispensable core player for AC Milan.

These are the gaps that he cannot overcome at the moment.

Kaka shook off Li Yongle and dribbled laterally, while Ronaldo and Ronaldinho crossed and switched positions in front to disrupt the Chinese team's backline. The defenders of the Chinese team thought that Kaka would send the kind of lethal direct pass to the striker again, so the four defenders closed it in the middle.

It's a normal defensive option.

Cokaka did not pass the ball to the middle, he rubbed the outside of his right foot in the run, the football flew up, drew an arc, and fell behind the Chinese players again, this time it was not Ronaldo who rushed to catch the ball, nor Ronaldinho, not Ze; Roberto, not even more so Juninho, but left wing-back Robert; Carlos!

Just now, the Chinese team members saw Lian Ze; Roberto moved closer to the middle, thinking that Brazil would attack the middle, but he didn't expect that it was just an illusion, just to provide Carlos with enough space to sprint.

Sure enough, Carlos cut in at high speed, he stretched out his foot to stop the ball, and a direct shot from this position was the best choice, because there was no Chinese player in the five meters around him except Anke.

It was a dangerous situation for Anke, but he was calm, he didn't attack like he did the first two times, but chose to defend the goal, seal the near corner, and the rest ...... It depends on whether the ball is fast or he reacts quickly.

Compared with Carlos's shot at the fastest speed of 149 kilometers per hour, I am afraid that only a person like Anke is "self-sufficient".

Carlos took out with his left foot, but instead of shooting, he swept with a powerful kick! Cross! The football was pumped to the middle by his thick left leg, flat and fast, and anyone who accidentally touched it could score, whether it was a goal scored by the Brazilian team or an own goal scored by the Chinese team themselves.

All in all, it's a very insidious trick, and that's what Carlos is used to crossing.

Almost as soon as Carlos hit the ball, Anco turned around and pounced. As if he knew in advance that Carlos would cross, he did not wait for the ball to come out before making a move, but acted almost simultaneously with Carlos. He doesn't care if someone can stab the ball or which direction it will be stabbed, in short, he pounced, and the rest of the matter...... Leave it to God.

Zheng Jun didn't dare to stretch his feet, and Li Suisheng didn't dare to stretch either, all based on the psychology of being afraid of scoring an own goal, Xiang Tao stretched out his feet, but he didn't reach it, Ronaldinho appeared behind and stretched out his feet to eject!

This kick is very tricky, Anke pounced to the right, but he shot to the left, just to hit Anke for a time difference, so that he could not do anything.

This time, maybe God was really behind Anke, and Anke pounced, but the toe of his left foot, which was dragging behind, blocked the football. Ronaldinho's catapult was powerful and fast, and he wanted to hit Anke by surprise, but he didn't want it to be just the perfect save for Anke, the ball hit the tip of his shoe hard, and then was provoked by his own strength, drawing a strange arc, just over the crossbar, and landed on the net above the goal.

The Chinese team escaped again!

When Ronaldinho pushed the football towards the goal, the Brazilian commentators began to shout "goal", and the Chinese fans stopped beating again. In the end, the Brazilians were disappointed, and the Chinese were still afraid. Such a startling thing can really scare people to death.

It was another corner, and before this one, Brazil finally made a substitution. Qiu Suhui watched Adriano be pulled by Pereira for a long time before patting him on the shoulder and letting him play. He didn't know what Pereira was going to do, as far as he had all the players on the field, there was a possibility of 10,000.

Adriano tucked his shirt into his shorts, high-fived Juninho, who had been substituted by him, before rushing onto the pitch. He replaced Juninho and played as a striker and partnered Ronaldo, with Ronaldinho returning to the midfield position and Kaka playing on the right wing, which strengthened the striker's attacking power but weakened Kaka's ability.

But it can't be helped, when there is a talented striker like Ronaldinho in the team, Kaka has to make some sacrifices if he wants to start.

For the Chinese team, Kaka went to the right side, and it didn't make their game much better. Because Ronaldinho is far more sophisticated than Kaka. Pereira made it clear at this time that Adriano was going to attack and was drawn by the Chinese team, which is seriously unacceptable to many Brazilians.

Adriano's impact is even more than Ronaldo's, and Qiu Suhui now has to worry more about how far the Chinese team's backline can hold.

"Brazil finally made a substitution in the 14th minute of the second half, while China has not made any adjustments. Although the Chinese team equalized, their situation was not optimistic, and after slackening, the Brazilian team seized the opportunity to threaten their door one after another, and now they are still in a passive situation. ”

It's not that Qiu Suhui doesn't want to change, it's that he can't play any good cards, the Chinese team is not like Brazil, and even the bench is full of stars like Adriano, Robinho, and Diego. What does the Chinese team have?

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The excitement and excitement after the goal quickly disappeared from Zhang Jun, who is no longer the kid who will be excited until tomorrow after scoring the first goal in the Eredivisie.

Naturally, there was another period of depression for him, who made the Brazilian team strong? Seeing that Yang Pandu was about to become a defensive back, he was also anxious, but he really couldn't help too much, on the one hand, he had poor defense, and on the other hand, Qiu Suhui resolutely did not allow him to return to defense, which was too wasteful of counterattack efficiency.

Just give him the ball and he can scare Brazil. Zhang Jun has this self-confidence, since he scored a goal for the Brazilian team, he has realized that Brazil is not as terrible as people say, maybe this is the consequence of piercing the window paper.

Helplessly, the ball always went around in the Chinese team's half, and he couldn't use it.

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Kaka is still active even on the right side. In the face of Xiang Tao's fierce defense, he first used a fake buckle to deceive Xiang Tao's center of gravity, and then flicked the football to the baseline defense, and Xiang Tao hurriedly followed. Just as he was stepping out of his legs, Kaka saw the right moment to knock the ball between his legs and pierce his crotch! At the same time, he started quickly and surpassed Xiang Tao. It was impossible for Xiang Tao to turn around and chase after him, he could only reach out and grab Kaka's clothes, and now he hadn't entered the penalty area, even if it was a foul, it was nothing. But he still underestimated Kaka's starting speed, even if his body was parallel to the ground, he tried his best to straighten his hand and didn't pull Kaka, he didn't catch anything, Kaka broke through!

Then Kaka got up and crossed, Adriano easily grabbed the spot, he shook his head to head the ball towards the goal, Anco jumped on the spot, pounced sideways, and held the ball firmly in his hands, not giving Brazil any chance.

"Attack! We're going to attack! Anke threw the player to Li Yongle, hoping that he would organize the Chinese team's attack.

Li Yongle passed the ball to Crewe, who rushed forward with the ball. His technique makes up for his lack of speed, and he is tangling with Emerson with good ball control while also waiting for Zhang Jun's run.

First, he smashed the ball and deceived Emerson for a moment, then pulled the ball back when he turned and pounced back, knocking it to the other side with his heel, and when Emerson turned around, he found that the ball was on the other side again, and he turned around in vain.

"Awesome! A Chinese player with Brazilian footwork! He's got Emerson around! ”

Even the commentators in Brazil are suspicious of this Crewe; Lee is not of Brazilian descent again.

Before Emerson could react, Crewe poked the ball forward and stuffed it straight to Zhang Jun, who was in position.

Zhang Jun receives the ball on the run and he will face Brazil's central defender Lucio.

Lucio is an informable centre-back who is often prone to a number of low-level mistakes. But once the state is good, not only can you ride alone in offense, attack the city, but also in defense.

After being snatched by Zhang Jun and scoring a goal in front of him, Lucio has been unwilling, and now that the opportunity has come, he will naturally not let Zhang Jun go.

Zhang Jun dribbled the ball, accelerated, and overtook Lucio. It seems that Lucio was thrown away, but in fact he just pasted it and ran with Zhang Jun, waiting for the best opportunity.

Jang Jun soon found himself unable to speed up because Lucio was sticking to him, and he was running the opposite frequency. He stepped on his left leg, Lucio stepped on his right leg, and the left and right legs of the two would always fight together, and he couldn't run at all!

It makes him very, very uncomfortable, and if a striker can't run on the counter-attack, he's less threatened by half.

In desperation, he had no choice but to make an emergency stop, shake off the space, and then pass it to Wu Shangshan, who was temporarily unmarked on the other side. But as soon as Wu Shangshan received the ball, Brazil's Juan and Carlos both pressed up, and the ball was also hit high under the interference of the two. The Chinese team's counterattack was in vain.

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Sophie is working intently, capturing every exciting moment. Unlike those reporters who capture the action, she focuses more on capturing the expressions of the characters and expressing their inner world through their expressions.

Maybe that's the perspective of a woman's surname. It was also a coincidence that Zhang Jun scored the goal, and the celebration happened to be not far from her camera, so she naturally wouldn't let it go. I took a half-film roll with a click, almost all of which were close-ups of faces, or close-ups of the upper body.

Now she can see through the camera how sorry Zhang Jun is after Wu Shangshan shoots away. Although he was still waving his hand to comfort the frustrated Wu Shangshan, it can be seen from the head he raised when Wu Shangshan shot away.

Now 1:1, Sophie knows that the Chinese team is actually very difficult, and she doesn't expect the Chinese team to win, but she really hopes that the Chinese team can keep this score until the end of the game.

But she has thought about it, for such a Chinese team, even a draw with Brazil is an upset, and it is also a luxury.

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Li Yan put a laptop in front of him, the World Cup is over, and his interview equipment has also been upgraded. He wasn't glancing at the field, his fingers tapping on the keyboard.

“…… Judging from the more than 60 minutes of the game, the Chinese team has shown some strength, but against the mighty Brazil, this strength does not seem to be enough to pose much of a threat to them. Now it is pressed and beaten by Brazil again, and it seems that it can't even keep a draw. But I want to say that whether the result is a loss or a draw, Qiu Suhui has shown us a team full of hope. From fighting in the team more than a week ago to now being tied with Brazil in terms of scores, I think the Chinese team has crossed its own threshold. As for how they will behave in the future, it is too early to draw any conclusions......"

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Qiu Suhui looked at his watch, and now there are more than 20 minutes before the end of the game. He decided to give up this game, and judging from the current situation, it would be too embarrassing for the Chinese team to lose even if they lost. And from a strategic point of view, there is no need for him to fight Brazil to the end, after all, the match against the two opponents in the same group is the key. The match against Brazil is just a way for these boys to find confidence, even if they lose to Brazil, as long as they win against Senegal and Ukraine, they can still qualify.

He sat down in his chair and began to think about changing formations.

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