At the beginning of the second half, Wu Shangshan was called by Hu Li to warm up. But Wu Shangshan didn't think that this was a harbinger to let him play, because like him, almost the entire bench went to warm up, and he really couldn't see any intention in asking him to warm up, it was nothing more than to let him stop sitting on the bench all the time, so as not to get hemorrhoids.

While sprinting and running back and forth on the sidelines, he also paid attention to the situation on the field from time to time. In his opinion, although Li Jie is very hard-working, the Italian defenders have never been afraid of tall and strong forwards, and Li Jie's style of play is exactly what the Italians have an appetite for. Why can Zhang Jun always pose a threat to Italy? Because of his flexibility, the level of one-on-one in Italian defenders has dropped significantly, so it is a headache for those skilled strikers.

Wu Shangshan watched the ball and analyzed at the same time, he was still thinking subconsciously about what he would do if he was on the court, what he would do in the situation just now, and what he would do in another situation.

Li Jie on the field is as Wu Shangshan expected, he performs quite hard, but in the face of those strong defenders in Italy, he does not have many opportunities, his foot work is not as good as Zhang Jun, the speed is not fast, he only has a header and body to gain a foothold on the field, but unfortunately the Italian defenders are not afraid of headers, not afraid of collisions, they are afraid of speed and technology!

Li Jie can only give up the idea of scoring his own goals now, concentrate on making the ball for Zhang Jun and other teammates, and become a real center forward - among the Italian defenders, he is the pile. Determine the direction and route of attack for your teammates anytime, anywhere. Yang Pan, Li Yongle, Crewe, Zhao Pengyu and others determined the route of passing because of Li Jie's existence.

This is also the reason why Qiu Suhui dared to give up Wu Shangshan and let Li Jie play - the Chinese team's offensive means should be more abundant, and our combination should not only have one Zhang Jun and Wu Shangshan, but also Zhang Jun and Li Jie, or Li Jie and Wu Shangshan.

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After the second half, Italy and Italy in the first half were two teams.

If Italy in the first half was a bit like a team waiting to die, then the second half was reminiscent of Italy in its heyday. Even Zhang Jun complained about the defense, and the offensive side showed a strong momentum. Whether it's Cassano or Pazzini. Or Bonella, Beauvo. All of them burst out with tremendous energy.

Not only are they fighting to qualify, but they are also fighting for their dignity. As a team that has been glorious in the past, they will not allow that glory to be lost in their own hands.

Li Yongle slammed into Cassano fiercely, but he didn't expect Cassano to rush directly to the left side with Li Yongle's momentum. also accelerated to get rid of Liu Peng, who was talking in front of him. When he faced Li Suisheng, he didn't eat alone like in the first half, but cleverly passed an overhead ball, and the football passed directly to the back of the penalty area, where the unmarked Gilardino received the football and then volleyed with his foot!

Anke made a world-class save. He lifted the ball off the crossbar with one palm!

"Holy! What are the defenders doing? Leaked! Leaked! The two full-backs are actively defending back! Damn it! Let Italy take it this way. We'll be done sooner or later! Anke jumped up from the ground and roared angrily. He hadn't yelled at his teammates like that in a while, because everyone was doing well, and the other team wasn't doing well. But now it's different, the Italian attack has put him under a lot of pressure, the pressure of being afraid of conceding goals. He had to let it out with a roar.

Gilardino scratched at his hair in frustration, he had not even shot the ball into it without being marked. Pirlo, who ran over to take a corner, gave Gilardino a punch: "Don't be in a daze here!" What we have is time, and we have a good chance of going down here. It's up to you. Alberto! Don't lose to that kid Zhang Jun! ”

"Don't lose to that kid Zhang Jun!" These words gave Gilardino a great stimulus. In Serie A, he has never won against Zhang Jun as a goalscorer, so can't he win against him in the World Cup now? Even if he still can't win him. As long as your own team wins.

The corner kick came out, due to physical problems, Nesta, who has rarely come up, actually rushed to the goal and rushed to the top, if it wasn't for Liu Peng's desperate interference, maybe the goal would have been scored - the ball on the top of Nesta just now was only slightly higher than the crossbar, but the speed was ...... If it is within the door frame, Anke will definitely not react.

Zhang Jun watched Nesta cross most of the pitch in the midfield, and then made an extremely threatening shot, and then ran back desperately without stopping, for fear that the Chinese team would counterattack. It's not easy for a thirty-four-year-old person to sprint back and forth so non-stop.

Isn't it not just Pazzini, it's everyone in Italy who has this determination? Want to snatch all the victory and qualification hopes from the Chinese team?

That's what I said to Pazzini, but I would never let them make it a reality. To say beautiful things, the Chinese team is indispensable for qualifying and winning.

He won't put Italy's water, and he won't let Italy win, and as for whether they can qualify, after losing to China, let's look at the results of Mexico and Colombia. That was the creation of the Italians, and it had nothing to do with him Zhang Jun.

If Italy is doomed to hell, then all he has to do is push Italy again.

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The long pass found Li Jie, and Li Jie directly ferried the football with his head to Zhang Jun, who was plugged in behind him. Zhang Jun licked the football forward with his chest in the beating, followed by the header a little, and his body continued to move forward without slowing down in the slightest.

"Here we go again!" Bonella shouted in his heart that Zhang Jun's speed is indeed what the entire Italian backline fears. He's a bit like Ronaldo at his peak, he can make all sorts of believable feints on high-speed dribbling, while still maintaining his speed!

That's a great ability.

Zhang Jun leaned forward. Quickly paddling under his feet, a simple pedaling of the bicycle, because of the super speed, under Zhang Jun's feet it seems more threatening than others. Looking at Zhang Jun's feet, Bonella didn't know which direction to pounce on. Is Zhang Jun going around once, or twice? Or more? He couldn't guess at all.

Just when Bonella was hesitating, Zhang Jun suddenly shot at goal, and he didn't break through anyone. Just a sudden shot in front of the Italian defenders! Just like the shot in the first half, there was no run-up, even the swing of the thighs was small, and the football flew towards the goal with the explosive power of the calves.

Once again, Buffon used all his resources to stop the shot. He had a hand-off when he pounced on the ball. Fortunately, Li Jie was not in place in time, giving him enough time to make a second reaction and press the football under him again.

Compared to the first half, the game in the second half was obviously much better. The pace of the transition between attack and defense between the two sides accelerated, and various threatening shots appeared frequently, which made the audience addicted.

Now the situation on the field. The Chinese team is no longer dominant. Italy's counterattack can already penetrate deep into the hinterland. Directly threaten the gates of Anke. It's not a surprise that either side has been breached.

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The clock slowly came to the sixtieth minute of the game. Qiu Suhui looked at the field, the two sides were entangled in the midfield, and now the situation is flat, maybe the physical strength has reached a hurdle, and they all need to recover.

Qiu decided to take his attention off the court for the time being, and he needed to make some changes to his lineup. A one-goal lead is a dangerous thing, and the opponent only needs one goal and one mistake to break this advantage and cause serious consequences.

He wants to strangle this crisis in the cradle before it happens.

"Lao Hu, let Wu Shangshan come back. It's his turn. ”

Wu Shangshan heard Hu Li call him, saying that he was about to play, and he was stunned for a moment. He thought that his excessive words and deeds in the past few days had completely angered Qiu Suhui, and he would not have any more chances in this World Cup. I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly.

So what does Qiu Suhui think of him in his heart? The young Wu Shangshan couldn't figure it out. He thought he had only two options for his future in the team: being a main player or not even a substitute.

Hu Li yelled impatiently, then waved his hand violently, signaling him to come back quickly.

Wu Shangshan quickly ran back to the coach's seat, and then took off the blue vest on his body.

Qiu Suhui turned his head to look at the court, and when he turned around, Wu Shangshan was already standing in front of him. Qiu Suhui tilted his head and stared at Wu Shangshan for a while, and Wu Shangshan, who was looking directly, felt furious in his heart. He just put his eyes on the tactical board in his hand.

Wu Shangshan exhaled lightly, he was afraid that Qiu Suhui would open his mouth just now to mention the affairs of the past few days.

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"The Chinese team is trying to break fast! Oh! Zhao Pengyu's pass was broken, his intention was too obvious! I don't know what he's thinking, Pirlo is stuck in his and Crewe's path, he's got to pass the ball – and he's the easiest to get off the ground! ”

Zhao Pengyu, who lost the ball, desperately went to Pirlo, and he wanted to break the ball. Pirlo didn't give him such a chance, he cut off Zhao Pengyu's pass and immediately crossed to De Rossi. De Rossi doesn't need to think about Crewe's presence when attacking, because Crewe's defense is really not enough to see.

De Rossi paid no attention to Crewe, who was distracting him from behind, and while protecting the football, he looked up at the situation on the field and decided his next move.

The Chinese team has just tried to play a fast attack, and most of the troops have been pressed up in a short time. If he is looking around like this, the best time to counterattack will be wasted by him!

Cassano waved his hand violently in front of him: "De Rossi! What else are you doing?! Pass! Pass the ball quickly!! ”

De Rossi gritted his teeth, ignoring his current position and making the pass a little awkward because Crewe kept harassing him from behind. He slammed a long ball across the middle of the pitch and straight to Cassano's feet.

The stands resounded with the cheers of the Italian fans.

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Qiu Suhui looked back at the field with some annoyance, and the Italian suddenly interrupted what he had just said with loud cheers, and he had to do it again: "Wu Shangshan, you remember, you go on the field to replace Li Jie." Zhang Junding is in front to attract the attention of the opposing defenders. You drag your body back a little so that your speed can break through. Get the ball, dribble more, shoot more! ”

Qiu Suhui raised his voice and said, Wu Shangshan was dumbfounded. If he didn't have a problem with his ears, he did hear that Qiu Suhui had given him such an important task and let him be the main attacker, so that Zhang Jun would serve him. Tear away the enemy's defenses for him. He felt that this was not at all the task that should be given to him as a person who had been beaten and left in the cold palace.

Is there something wrong?

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Cassano received a pass from De Rossi, but he didn't touch the ball as Li Yongle hit it again and tackled it with his feet. Cassano expected Li Yongle to do this, so he didn't touch the ball early. Instead, he jumped up directly and dodged Li Yongle's tackle. And Li Yongle didn't expect Cassano to touch the ball, which made his judgment of tackling the ball deviate and did not tackle the ball.

He's hollowed out!

It's a fatal act! In the front of the penalty area in the half, as the main midfielder, the defenders are the last line of defense. Make defensive moves. But he didn't touch the football, he didn't get in the way of the opposing player, and just watched Cassano pass him as easily as a hurdle before catching up with the rolling football. Walk away!

The character of not admitting defeat made Li Yongle jump up from the ground violently, and then his whole body pressed towards Cassano.

Cassano obviously sensed the crisis coming from behind, he didn't dare to continue to dribble the ball this time, but was very clever to poke the ball out at the same time as Li Yongle pounced.

Li Yongle was in danger of eating cards and wanted to foul Cassano, but he didn't expect that the other party knew his actions without looking back, and at the same time passed the football out!

After passing the ball, Cassano was thrown to the ground by Li Yongle, but the football was no longer at his feet.

This time the foul was fouled, and Li Yongle took the initiative to raise his right hand. signaled to the referee that he had committed a foul, hoping that the referee would blow the whistle to stop the game and give Italy a free kick - so that he could successfully defend Italy's quick counter-attack.

But the referee stretched out his arms in the direction of the goal: the attack is advantageous! The game continues!

After Wang Yu saw that Li Yongle had made a mistake, he pounced on Montorivo, who received the ball. At the same time, he viciously tackled from behind, hoping to rely on his own foul to stop the Italians from breaking through.

Montorivo is not as versatile as Cassano, he is good at dribbling, and his ability to send football away in any situation is what makes him the main striker in Italy.

Wang Yu's tackle was very ferocious, passing directly between Montolivo's legs, but before that, Montolivo sent a pick pass when his center of gravity was extremely unstable!

The action is reminiscent of Crewe in Florence...... I've been teammates with Crewe for a few seasons, and it's no surprise that Montolivo is so skillful at doing it.

Liu Peng wanted to jump up and top the ball, and he did......

But when he jumped up, he found that the football flew higher than people imagined, and he tried to straighten his waist in the air, and stretched his neck hard, hoping to rub against the ball, but he still ...... It's topped!

One of the drawbacks of the three defenders is that when their team's quick attack is cut off in the middle of the game, and then the opponent counterattacks, the defense will look stretched. Zhao Pengyu and Yang Pan are trying very hard to catch up, but no matter how fast they are, they can't be faster than the speed of the football rolling, and the Italian team passed the ball from De Rossi, which instantly tore apart the Chinese team's defense.

Xiang Tao was paying attention to Pazzini, his teammate in Fiorentina, because he was the most familiar, so he had always "taken special care" of his teammate at this club.

Li Sui was born on the other side, and Gilardino was originally Liu Peng's responsibility......

But who would have thought that Liu Peng would rise to the top? He's the most consistent man in the whole backline.

"Alberto Gilardino!" The Italian narrator raised his hand and chanted.

Gilardino received a brilliant pass from Montolivo unmarked, he chested the ball, then turned around and raised his foot to play without waiting for the ball to hit the ground! A powerful volley!

In this one-on-one situation, Anke made another stunning save.

Gilardino shoots into the bottom corner, which is usually the hardest ball for goalkeepers to save when they are fast enough. But the speed at which Anke sank was astonishing. He leaned over almost instantly, and then his body flew out sideways, with a single palm! The football was hit by him! He saved the Chinese team and saved his teammates who were going to fall into self-blame for their mistakes!

Chinese fans intend to cheer loudly to celebrate the hero.

But Anke wasn't in the mood to enjoy the cheers of the fans at this time, and he was still lying on the ground - he had just fallen from the air. The eyes are still on the football, which is a goalkeeper's habit and has almost become a reflex. He was desperately yelling, "Bastard! Fullback! Break the siege! ”

Xiang Tao was stunned. found that there was no Pazzini around. Football is on its side......

Anke lay on the ground, struggling to get up on his hands and feet, and then pounced on the ball for the second time. In front of him, there is a shadow, and the owner of the shadow is none other than Gian Paul Pazzini.

Xiang Tao saw Pazzini's back appear between Anke and football. He hurriedly rushed forward, intending to stop Pazzini's shot, or interfere.

"Fuck ......" Anke's expletives were not finished, Pazzini stretched out his foot and the ball flew lightly and quickly past Anke's hand, and then flew straight into the empty goal behind him......

Captain...... As you wish. I'm here to grab the hope of winning and qualifying!

Xiang Tao's hand had just grabbed Pazzini's shoulder at this time. Then with a push back, the Pazzini flipped on his back, but the ball was already in the goal.

“Goooooooooooooooal！！！ Ita——li——！ Ita——li——a！ The Italian narrator yelled excitedly.

"Offside! The goal is offside! Wang Jianxiang also kept shouting, and he even raised his right hand like a player on the field in the commentary seat.

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Qiu Suhui, who was interrupted by the loud noise, turned around to see the Italian players with open arms, and the Chinese players who were dejected. Then I saw the referee blow the whistle and point to the center circle.

Goal? Goal!

"What a fuck! What the hell is going on?! Qiu Suhui couldn't care about his image, so he opened his mouth and said a dirty word. He just went back to explain to Wu Shangshan about the change of tactics after he came on the field for a while, and at the same time asked him to notify the players on the field after he went up, but he didn't expect that his goal was broken in less than a minute.

Just now, it was because I was worried that the one-goal advantage would not be guaranteed, so I was ready to let Wu Shangshan go to the field.

Wu Shangshan also scolded a foul word. Of course, he scolded the Italians.

"A series of mistakes from midfield to the backline...... Hu Li painfully explained to Qiu Suhui.

Qiu Suhui shook his head helplessly, and then grabbed Wu Shangshan suddenly, and the strength of his hand made Wu Shangshan's arm feel pain, and he frowned. But it didn't scream.

"Listen, I'm not going to repeat it, you'll have to give me a full retelling to the others later!" Qiu Suhui's tone was fast, his expression was serious, and his eyes were sharp, and he stared at Wu Shangshan. This expression made Wu Shangshan feel that Qiu Suhui really pinned his hopes on him, and he couldn't help but nod his head, indicating that he knew.

"You go on the field, behind Zhang Jun, and let the midfielder pass the ball to you more. Because you play later, your physical strength is guaranteed, and at the same time, you can effectively hide yourself by hiding behind Zhang Jun, and give me a breakthrough after getting the ball! With your speed, your technique, all the means you can think of. Then shoot! Give me a goal, Zhang Jun was eaten very thoroughly by the Italians, I need a surprise soldier, only you have this ability, you know? Why not let you play in the first place? It's for this moment! ”

Wu Shangshan was shocked when he heard this, could it be that he had been worried all along? How did he know that the scheming Qiu Suhui was still acting for him at such a critical moment.

"Go up and tell Zhang Jun to let him cover for you and draw the attention of the defense to him. But remember that as a surprise soldier, your opportunities are limited. Trapattoni is not an idiot, after a long time and more times, he must have seen the problem. Therefore, it is best if you can kill with one hit...... I know it's a bit hard, but you have to do it! ”

Qiu Suhui said very sincerely, and a fanatical light burst out in his eyes, so that Wu Shangshan unconsciously fell in love with him, listened to him willingly, and did what he said, completely forgetting that he still resented him in his heart at the beginning.

Let Zhang Jun serve me. Let Zhang Jun cover for me! Haha, I, Wu Shangshan, will also have such a day! He suddenly felt high-spirited, but he was still desperately trying to make himself look calmer, and he nodded in a deep voice—this voice was already a little excited and trembling—and said, "Don't worry, Qiu Zhi! I will do it! ”

The woman is the one who is pleased, and the one who is the confidant dies!

Qiu Suhui slapped Wu Shangshan on the back very meaningfully: "Go on the field!" It's all up to you! ”

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In Italy, the fans kept saying "Ita-li-a!" Ita——li——a！ Ita——li——a！ Ita——li——a！ In the cheers, the fourth referee raised the substitution sign, and the Chinese team replaced No. 9 with No. 18.

Li Jie looked at his number on the sign. Shake your head gently. As a striker, it's painful to be replaced by another striker without scoring a goal. Zhang Jun caught up and slapped him his **: "Don't shake your head!" You did a great job today! ”

Li Jie smiled gratefully at Zhang Jun, and then ran off the court quickly, he didn't want to delay his team's time. After a simple high-five with Wu Shangshan. Wu Shangshan rushed to the field, and he took the coat handed over by Hu Li and put it on, and slowly walked back to the bench. When he passed by Qiu Suhui's side, he heard Qiu Suhui say softly: "Thank you, Li Jie." Great work. ”

Suddenly, Li Jie's nose was sour, and he hurriedly rubbed his nose with his hand to cover up the past.

Played 63 minutes. Four shots on goal. Thirty passes, eight inferences, two fouls, six violations, zero points. But it wasn't for nothing, and he was confident that the rest of his team-mates on the pitch would beat Italy. He Li Jie, although his skills are not good, he is not famous, and he can only play in the domestic league, but he is a member of this collective. As long as he is allowed to play, he will never be sorry for every minute, he is not running blindly, but he is really making his own contribution to the collective. Even if it is insignificant compared to Zhang Jun, Kru and others.

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Wu Shangshan on the field took advantage of the Italians to celebrate, called everyone together, and then conveyed the latest instructions of the head coach: "That's it...... Qiu Zhi, Qiu Zhi said to let Zhang Jun rush forward as a cover, let me drag back, and pass the ball to me more in the middle and midfield! He spoke intermittently, apparently just running onto the field, and his breath was not yet even.

Seeing his teammates looking at him with a distrustful look, he quickly explained: "I know you must not believe what I say now, my performance was ...... some time ago"

Zhang Jun interrupted him: "I believe, OK, I'll give you the attention of the other party." But it's not me who passes the ball to you, it's the people behind you, so don't waste their minds. ”

After saying that, he stood up, "Don't let the Italians celebrate for too long, guys. The others followed him to his feet.

Wu Shangshan looked up at Zhang Jun, because of the ceiling lighting, he couldn't see Zhang Jun's expression clearly, and he couldn't guess Zhang Jun's heart. Because you're going to cover for yourself, are you upset? Will people who are touted as gods by outsiders also have joys, sorrows, and sorrows?

Yang Pan leaned over to Zhang Jun and whispered, "What do you think of Qiu Zhi's arrangement?" ”

"I feel like that's the only right way to do it right at the moment. My name is sufficient, the Italians are more familiar with me, and Wu Shangshan, who has a similar style to me, can play a surprise role behind me. But we don't have many opportunities, and Wu Shangshan doesn't have many opportunities, since he is a miracle soldier, then he can't just shoot casually. I think the game was won by one goal. ”

Yang Pan nodded: "I'm the same as you think." Plus, you're not upset about trying to cover up for that kid, are you? ”

Zhang Jun looked at him in surprise: "How come?" It's a good opportunity to solve the problem between us, and I can't ask for it. ”

Yang Pan patted Zhang Jun on the shoulder: "OK, let's go, it's ready to kick off." Give them some color! ”

Zhang Jun and Wu Shangshan stood in the center circle, with a football in the middle.

Zhang Jun kept staring at Wu Shangshan, Wu Shangshan didn't dare to look at Zhang Jun, he had to lower his head and look at the football.

"You are the substitute for Li Ming, Qiu Zhi has given you great expectations, I hope you will not disappoint the two of them."

Wu Shangshan was about to look up and ask Zhang Jun why it was two people. The referee blew the whistle for kick-off.

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"Look! Wu Shangshan appeared! He and Zhang Jun, the rest of the game is worth watching! How big will the contradiction between the two of them be? Will they ignore each other during the game? It's really exciting! A Chinese reporter beside Li Yan shouted excitedly, accidentally exposing the dirty thoughts in his heart.

Li Yan glanced at him with disdain, feeling that this person was really pitiful. As a football reporter, he can't do anything in football reporting, so he can't focus on the gossip between players, and he doesn't do entertainment, which is really a big loss for the paparazzi.

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Zhang Jun faithfully carried out Qiu Suhui's tactical arrangement. He ran at the expense of his physical strength in front of him, attracting the attention of the other party for Wu Shangshan behind him. Italy's defenders are very familiar with Zhang Jun and know how terrifying it is to let this person approach their goal, so everyone pays attention to Zhang Jun and ignores Wu Shangshan, who has just been replaced.

In the minds of opponents. Wu Shangshan is also incomparable to Zhang Jun.

Every time Zhang Jun dribbles the ball, he attracts the attention of two Italian defenders. And what about Wu Shangshan, who is dragging behind? There was only one person who came up to defend it. Regardless of whether Wu Shangshan admits it or not, he is indeed inferior to Zhang Jun now, at least in terms of deterrence against the enemy.

The midfielders also faithfully carried out Qiu Suhui's request, and they passed the ball to Wu Shangshan. Then it was handled by Wu Shangshan, and if the opponent was not staring closely, he would break through and shoot by himself. If the other party is keeping an eye on it. He passed the ball again.

Qiu Suhui nodded straight below: "Wu Shangshan's performance is normal, he is finally playing football, not angry." ”

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When Kru got the ball, Zhang Jun immediately ran to the left front, and an Italian central defender and right wing-back immediately pounced on Zhang Jun, and at the same time, there was a big and small space in the left rib of the penalty area.

Without hesitation, Crewe passed the ball to Oh Shangshan, who appeared in that place. Due to the suddenness of Wu Shangshan's appearance, he didn't come up to defend him after receiving the football!

At a distance of only nineteen meters from the goal, he was unmarked! It's a great opportunity for a striker!

Wu Shangshan didn't seem to expect that he would receive the football so easily. Not even a single Italian around. He was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he should not have shot at this time.

Unfortunately, he had already lost his best chance, Nesta turned back to block most of his shots, and Wu Shangshan hurriedly got up and finally switched to an anti-aircraft gun.

All of China is sighing. A perfect opportunity was wasted by Wu Shangshan.

Xiang Tao, who was in the back, took a sip: "I don't understand, in terms of personal strength, Zhang Jun is hundreds of times stronger than him, why should Zhang Jun be used as a cover for this person, look at his unreliable anti-aircraft gun, even I shoot better than him!" ”

Even Crewe frowned.

Contrary to them, Zhang Jun did not blame Wu Shangshan, he turned around and gave Wu Shangshan a thumbs up. This action made Wu Shangshan a little unexpected. Seventy-five minutes have passed since the game, and Zhang Jun's physical strength has been greatly consumed, but in order to create opportunities for Wu Shangshan, he himself has to keep running back and forth. Even if Wu Shangshan wasted his efforts, he still just gave him a thumbs up and encouragement.

Wu Shangshan felt that his gaze on Zhang Jun was a little too harsh before.

A minute later, Crewe made a comeback as he broke past the stumbling De Rossi, and the Chinese team played a quick counter-attack, with Zhang Jun and Wu Shangshan both being very fast. Zhang Jun pulled the side again, he raised his right hand high, and ran to the side quickly, and the Italians saw this gesture and thought that Crewe would pass the football to Zhang Jun. So two people were divided again to defend.

Unexpectedly, Kru stared at Zhang Jun, but passed the football to Wu Shangshan in the middle!

"It's him again! What is Crewe doing? That kid won't shoot at all! "There were Chinese fans complaining loudly in front of the TV." This kind of person who grabs the main force with Zhang Jun should be dragged out and destroyed humanely! Qiu Suhui even let him play, and asked Zhang Jun to cover for him! In this way, he wasted his few opportunities again and again! What a fuck! ”

It's not that the football passes to Wu Shangshan's feet, and Zhang Jun's covering task is over - although this is not bad, but Zhang Jun pursues perfection, and since he wants to cover, he must do the cover more thoroughly - he went around in a circle and ran to the middle of the penalty area, as if he was going to receive Wu Shangshan's pass.

The Italian defender stubbornly believed that Wu Shangshan would pass the football to Zhang Jun, and then he would finish the final blow.

'We're partners on the pitch, not the other strikers, everybody else has to work for me. You assist me, and I'll tear up the opponent's defense for you. These were the words of Zhang Jun that night. Wu Shangshan heard it clearly, and now he saw with his own eyes the scene of Zhang Jun tearing away the opponent's defense for him, and he also ran half of the court at the expense of physical strength, pulled from the middle to the side, and pulled it back.

Bonella pressed up, he was going to cut off this unsightly Chinese kid.

Wu Shangshan slammed the football to the left, and then when the opponent pounced on the football, he quickly stabbed the football forward, and then jumped up to bypass Bonella, who lost his center of gravity. His starting speed came with a burst at this time.

Immediately after that, without waiting for the other Italian players to react, they hit with their feet!

The soccer ball is rushing towards the goal!

Buffon flew and pounced, he couldn't grab the ball directly, because Wu Shangshan's shot was very similar to Zhang Jun: not much power, but the angle was tricky.

The football didn't go far, and there was an exclamation from the stands. In front of China's TV sets, countless people shouted frantically: "Shoot up!" Shoot! ”

Zhang Jun appeared in front of the goal as they had hoped, ready to shoot, but Nesta held him tightly, leaving him with no more time to adjust the football, so he had to take advantage of Nesta's strength, leaned back, lifted his left foot, and hit the football. As a result, the football only flew out of the goal by grazing the crossbar, scaring Buffon on the ground into a cold sweat.

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As time passed, the Italians became more and more agitated. If they draw, they will only accumulate three points and their chances of qualifying are quite slim. Italy stepped up their attack again, and the only thing that could give them some consolation at this time was that there was no news of a goal in the match between Mexico and Colombia.

When Italy strengthened its offensive, the Chinese team had to be forced to withdraw from the defense, temporarily giving up the plan to continue to score, China has a backwater to fight, and now Italy has been forced to a dead end, Qiu Suhui also had to be conservative. Rabbits bite when they are in a hurry, not to mention that Italy is not a rabbit in the first place, and every attack of Italy in this situation is dangerous.

Qiu Suhui had to avoid his edge and then patiently look for every hole in Italy's wild attack. The Chinese team came out of the qualification as a draw, and what he needs now is patience, and it is not worth putting the Chinese team in a situation from which he will never recover.

Trapattoni kept pacing on the sidelines, shouting at the pitch from time to time, but he was old and frail, his voice was not as loud as before, and in the hustle and bustle of the pitch, his voice was like a lonely boat on the rough sea. However, his full head of silver hair was blown out of the night wind, which made people sigh, a seventy-year-old man, and still feel the cruelty of football here, which made people have to sweat for his heart.

In the seventy-ninth minute of the game, a piece of news came from Johannesburg that drove all Italians crazy:

Colombian midfielder Martin Abellani used his skills to create a penalty that was converted by top scorer John Jones. After 77 minutes of entanglement, Colombia finally broke the deadlock and they led Mexico 1-0.