After several rounds of encounters, Li Yongle found that Mali's defense was not very good, with many loopholes, and it seemed that it was a team with strong offense and weak defense. If it weren't for their frequent use of offside traps to cause some trouble, the score would have been equalised. They only seem to be able to get their hands on the offside trap, but if you succeed, where will I put my face?

Li Yongle dribbled the ball in the midfield, and Hissoko wanted to come up to block it, but Li Yongle poked the football out one step ahead, and Yang Pan received the ball!

Yang Pan did not turn around and break through, but directly sent the ball to the front, Li Yongle just bypassed Hissoko and received the ball again, two over one!

Will he continue to dribble the ball? The defenders of Mali thought in a panic when they saw the tall Li Yongle rushing towards him.

Everyone paid attention to Li Yongle who was dribbling the ball, and his previous series of performances were too eye-catching, so people had to be extra careful with him. At this time, no one noticed that Yang Pan had turned around and ran forward after passing the ball.

Li Yongle glanced at it, and just when Yang Pan was about to catch up with the last defender in Mali, he passed the ball! The left foot was like a whip, and the ball drew an arc, bypassing the Malian player in front of him, and passing through a hole in the backline!

Passed through!

Yang Pan happened to overtake the Malian defenders who were dragging behind the entire defense line at this time!

Hissoko raised his arm behind Li Yongle and signaled to the referee that Yang Pan was offside! But the linesman did not raise the flag, but ran forward with Yang Pan on the right!

The goal was not offside!

"The Chinese team launched an attack on the right side! Li Yongle passed, Yang Pan was not offside! He caught up with the ball at high speed, and now there is no one in front of him, Yang Pan's great opportunity! Great opportunity for the Chinese team! ”

Yang Pan led forward with his left foot, twisted his body, and inserted it towards the goal. "Damn! You've been on a rampage for more than 60 minutes, and it's time to stop! ”

Yang Pan could already clearly see the goalkeeper's nervous expression, and suddenly rushed towards him!

"The Mali goalkeeper is out to block!"

Sortie? Hey!

Yang Pan leaned sideways, facing the goalkeeper on his right side, and then used the instep of his right foot to pump the football outward...... Is he going to cross? The Mali goalkeeper was taken aback, and if he passed the ball, the opposing striker was almost facing an empty goal!

Badiri struck his knees and tried to pounce back. But he saw the ball make a very clear arc, go around his left hand side, and fly towards the goal behind him!

Shot? A direct shot?

"Yang Pan shoots! The ball is in!! Wang Jianxiang roared, he could finally vent to his heart's content, the first three goals were scored by the other party, which made him so depressed. The ball went in!! ”

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Zhang Jun sat on the sofa, he couldn't jump, but he raised his hands to celebrate Yang Pan. He had been worried for sixty-six minutes, and now he could finally relax. Hey, when is that guy who only uses a hard volley going to shoot with this kind of skillful shot?

The sound of "bang" startled him, and when he turned his head, Feng Qing opened another can of Heineken. Seeing that his face was red, I really don't know if he drank too much or because he was excited......

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"Yang Pan! It's Yang Pan again! It was his third goal of the tournament!! The Chinese team pulled the score to 1:3, and there are still 24 minutes left, and we still have a chance! ”

When Yang Pan ran past the goal, he kicked the football that rolled out of the goal back again. Then he turned a corner and went to the coach's box, followed by a group of players. The roar really looked like a wolf leading a pack of wolves galloping in the grassland night, hideous.

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The Chinese team's wide attack paid off, and the players implemented the wing tactics more resolutely on the field. Yang Pan on the right side alone is enough to turn the Mali backline upside down. On the left side, Zhao Pengyu and Xiang Tao took turns bombing up and down, which also made Mali's defense on the right side restless.

Xiang Tao is holding back the fire in his belly, he has been accumulating anger since the dispute with Li Sui, and now he wants to release all his surnames at once.

"I want to score a goal myself, Yang Pan has scored three, there's no reason why I can't score one." After a cross was pushed out of the bottom line by the opposing defender, Xiang Tao muttered near the sideline alone. Even though he is a defender, he has an attacking heart.

After Yang Pan drove the corner kick, Li Jie's powerful header dodged the goalkeeper, but it was pushed out by the Malian defender guarding the post.

"Damn!" Li Jie hugged his head in annoyance and shouted, he has been working hard in three games, but unfortunately luck always passes him. As a striker, it's a bit unreasonable not to score in three games.

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Why did the Chinese team suddenly come to the spirit? The head coach of Mali was shocked, he turned his head to look at the coach's seat of the Chinese team, and the man was still sitting in his seat, with his legs crossed, without any indication.

Despite the fact that it was evening and the sea breeze brought a slight chill to the stadium, the Mali coach still had a sweat on his cheeks.

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"Zhao Pengyu, run!" Under the cover of Wang Yu, Li Yongle raised his foot and made a long pass, and the football flew to the left side of the field.

"It's him again! It's not that easy for you to get through this time! Mali's right wing-back Kalidou Koulibaly rushed forward with a loud roar.

Although he couldn't understand what the other party was calling, Zhao Pengyu also knew that the other party was definitely targeting him. A smile crossed his lips, and he didn't shy away from it, rushing towards Coulibaly!

"Is he crazy? The two of them will bump into each other! Hissoko exclaimed.

Li Yongle smiled, because Zhao Pengyu was not the only one running at the same time.

Just when the two were about to collide, Zhao Pengyu suddenly braked, and then cut inward.

"You want to bypass me, you want to be beautiful!" Curibaly also twisted his body at the same time and chased after Zhao Pengyu.

Well, as an African player, the pliable surname is really good, but ...... Zhao Pengyu smiled again, this time after the conspiracy succeeded. But the flexibility of the brain doesn't seem to be good enough!

As soon as Curibaly moved out of the way, he saw a person suddenly appear behind Zhao Pengyu, rushing towards the gap behind him at high speed. Looking at the jersey is the ...... of the Chinese team Left-back! Then, very quickly, the opponent swept by like a gust of wind, rushed past Koulibaly, and chased the falling ball!

"Xiang Tao successfully broke through Mali's defense under the cover of Zhao Pengyu, and he caught up with the ball!"

The football jumped up in front of Xiang Tao, and at the same time he glanced at the penalty area with the peripheral vision of his eyes, Lin Feng and Li Jie ran to the front point and the middle respectively, and Yang Pan was also estimated to be at the back point, so cross!

Xiang Tao didn't wait for the ball to land, waved his hand, picked up his left foot and pumped it towards the football. If you pass the ball slowly, you may get it directly by the opponent's goalkeeper who likes to attack, so if you want to be fast, you need to use a pump.

However, perhaps because the ball was in the air, Xiang Tao's kick did not hit the part, and he drew a little further back than expected.

A slight deviation from the starting point may be a different case at the end point.

The ball flew out first, and although Badiri couldn't get such a fast pass, he could hit it out. Just when he jumped up and wanted to hit the ball with both fists, he found a terrible thing: the football had turned a corner, and it was in the direction of the goal!

How is this possible?

That was the only thought Badili had when he saw the ball fly from under him into the far corner of the goal.

This ball was so tricky that even Li Jie, who followed up in the middle, was surprised, and he was about to come to a lion to shake his head, but he didn't expect the football to turn in front of his head, and then hit the back post directly and fell into the goal!

"Straight...... Straight score!! Wang Jianxiang didn't expect that no matter how you look at Xiang Tao, it was a cross.

At this moment, even Qiu Suhui, who had been sitting upright in the chair, stood up and looked at the Mali goal incredulously.

"I said! No way? I'm obviously a cross! Xiang Tao himself was startled, and he exclaimed in his heart. Wait a minute! As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Pengyu writing, "You're not, aren't you?" The face of the expression was looking at him.

"Wowhaha! See? This is the zero degree angle! Xiang Tao suddenly laughed, "I knew that idiot was going to come out, so I deliberately came to shoot with such a kick!" Wahaha......" Before he finished laughing, Li Jie pounced on him like a hungry dog pounced on food: "Give me back the goal!! ”

"Holy! Don't pretend, you must have missed the cross! Zhao Pengyu also pressed up.

"My best goal of the game!" Yang Pan also came to join in the fun.

"Ah! Don't press it! Xiang Tao struggled desperately below, but there were so many talents above, who told him that the blind cat met the dead mouse and was still here stinky fart?

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"Xiang Tao scored a goal near the baseline! This goal is definitely expected to be voted the best goal of this Olympic football tournament! The excited Wang Jianxiang asserted, and later proved that his assertion was correct. The Chinese team pulled the score to 2:3 in the middle of ten! In the second half, the Chinese team fully recovered, they scored two goals in a row, and the momentum is booming, Mali should be careful! "After so many days of working all night, his voice is hoarse, but the Chinese team can have such a performance, he is willing to lose his voice.

Although Xiang Tao was gray-faced and had a lot of grass clippings sticking to his hair, he was sweet in his heart! If you have to call back tomorrow, it doesn't matter how much you pay. The first goal, my first goal, it was so wonderful, zero degree angle!

"It's so happy to be simple-minded, I can even score goals, I ......" Li Suisheng's words were automatically ignored by Xiang Tao, which shows how good he is in a good mood.

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Xiang Tao cleared Beret's ball out of the sideline, and then shouted to his teammates: "Show some more fighting spirit!" We still have a goal, equalize and then overtake! ”

"Ah, he's so scrappy!" Wang Yu shook his head and smiled, scoring a goal made him happy like this.

But this is a good thing, Mali should be able to feel the momentum of the Chinese team, right?

Indeed, the head coach of Mali is now soaked with sweat, from the previous 3:0 to the current 3:2, it is not impossible to turn it into 3:4 in the end! If you don't want to find a way, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get out of the group, and Mexico is already 3:1 ahead of Greece.

He stood up, whistled into the arena, and then clenched his hands into fists and tucked them in front of his chest. This is a signal for the players to recycle the defense.

'Mari started to drop back into the half-court defense and they wanted to hold on to that one-goal lead.

But will they be able to hold on?

Qiu Suhui said to Hu Li: "Let Hu Bin go to warm up and come back in five minutes." ”

Hu Li nodded, he knew that Qiu Suhui was going to make a last fight, and if he replaced a striker, he would definitely remove a defender.

"Oh, let Kong Liang go warm up too." Qiu Suhui turned around and added.

Hu Li was stunned: Two strikers at the same time? So who else is he going to play besides replacing a defender?

Five minutes later, the fourth referee raised the substitution sign: No. 2 Wang Liang of the Chinese team, No. 16 Hu Bin; No. 10 Lin Feng is down, and No. 17 Kong is bright.

The Chinese team substitution, Qiu Suhui sent two strikers in one go, plus Li Jie on the field, now the Chinese team has three forwards, and the formation has been adjusted to 343. It seems that the Chinese team is going to give it a go in the last ten minutes! Whether or not you can equalize depends on these ten minutes! ”

It is impossible for Li Yongle to pass the ball behind him again, due to the recovery of the opponent, ten people are nested in an area of 30 meters, and when he looks up, there are people everywhere. They left a Ndiaye in front and waited for an opportunity to counterattack. But the midfielder led by Li Yongle did not give Mali a chance to counterattack, they couldn't even get through the midfield, what kind of counterattack did they play!

The Chinese team is currently patiently pouring their feet, waiting for an opportunity.

Time is also passing by minute by minute.

Mali wants the Chinese team to stay on their feet until the end of the game. But Li Yongle didn't let them get their wish, and in the frequent inverted foot transfers, there was still a hole in the opponent's defense, and he was caught by Li Yongle again.

He twisted his body and sent the ball out directly with his heel, don't look at the heel, the power is not small, the football passed diagonally through the tackles of both sides, and then sent it to the feet of Yang Pan at the far end. Yang Pan used his speed to get rid of the two "heel bugs" before receiving the ball, but he didn't delay and crossed directly!

The ball is not high, but it is fast. is also the pursuit of speed, Yang Pan's ability to control the ball is much stronger than Xiang Tao.

The height of the football is just at the waist, which makes it very difficult for the defenders to top. But again, the strikers are not easy to deal with.

"Little plum! Rush to the top! Xiang Tao shouted loudly from behind.

"Turtle, you're big!" Li Jie scolded secretly, and at the same time he leaned down and shot forward like an arrow!

The football arrived on time, and the goalkeeper Badiri was still behind, and when he rushed up, Li Jie's forehead had already smashed the football hard, and then the football hit the ground and flew into the goal!

"The ball is in!! Third !! Li Jie's fish leaps to the top! The Chinese team finally equalized the score in the 84th minute! From falling behind by three goals to tying, although it was only a game that had nothing to do with qualifying, the boys of the National Olympic Games let us see a welcome change!! ”

Li Jie jumped up from the ground and ran towards Yang Pan. This is also his own first goal in the Olympics, so naturally he must first thank Yang Pan for assisting him. He hugged Yang Pan and gnawed wildly.

"Wow! Let me go! You disgusting fellow! No matter how hard Yang Pan struggled, he couldn't break free, but more teammates came to surround the two of them.

Qiu Suhui also stood up and applauded, these boys have grown up.

The Chinese fans at the scene changed from the most pitiful people at the beginning to the happiest people, shouting slogans to pay tribute to the members of the National Olympic team.

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After the equalizer, the national Olympic team maintained a strong offensive hope, but there was no better way to defend the Chinese team with all 11 people in the penalty area, and there was not much time left for the Chinese team. In the end, the game ended in a 3:3 draw. Mali and China each played a good half and gave the fans a good game.

The Chinese team also won two games and drew one in three games, accumulating seven points and qualifying from Group A as the group leader. All they have to do next is to rest well and wait for the results of their two Group B matches the following day, which will determine their opponents in the quarter-finals.

Many fans believe that the Chinese team, which has already won the group, will avoid Italy, which is the strongest team in Group B, which is why the Chinese team will be so desperate to equalize when they are behind Mali.

But the truth is that at that time, from the players to the coaches, no one thought that there was also Italy. They just felt that they couldn't afford to lose to Mali, that would be humiliating.

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On August 19, Qiu Suhui decided to go to the scene to watch the match between Italy and Paraguay in Group B, and it happened that both teams are likely to be opponents of the Chinese team in the next round. Watching the video is still not as much as what can be learned from watching the scene.

As a result, Paraguay relied on a tricky header by No. 9 Barreiro to beat Italy. This result surprised Qiu Suhui, who originally thought that the two teams would draw. He was even more surprised by the fact that the Italian Olympic team, which was traditional in defense and led by the 1982 World Cup defender Claudiogentile, was so flawed that it was defeated by Paraguay with what should have been Italy's best defensive counter-attack.

Fortunately, the team that had already been eliminated from the competition suddenly made a strong effort to defeat the Ghana team. In this way, Italy and Ghana are tied on four points and have a goal difference of zero, and Italy only relied on one more goal than Ghana to get involved in the promotion.

But for Qiu Suhui, this is not a good thing. Because Italy is their opponent in the next round, Italy is second in Group B, according to the principle of A1 vs. B2, then......

Qiu Suhui rubbed his temples, what a headache for his opponent.

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Although it was disgraceful to lose, he eventually qualified, and Gentilé was in a good mood. He stood in the mixed zone and was interviewed by reporters.

"Excuse me, does your replacement of Pirlo mean he's not a fit for the team?" An Italian journalist asked. Italians, for their part, will always be concerned with their own conflicting news, not with who their opponents are.

'No, that's because Paraguay is putting a lot of pressure on us and the team needs to be a little bit more aggressive defensively, and Andreapirlo is obviously a little weak defensively.

"From the pre-tournament favorite, to now relying on your own help to qualify, do you think this is normal?"

"You're also Italian, and you should know that Italy has always been slow to heat up." "For us, the quarter-finals are the real start of the Olympics for Team Italy. ”

"Speaking of the quarter-finals, what do you think of Italy's opponents, China?"

"Well, the Chinese team is undefeated in three games, which shows that they have some strength. But I don't know much about them, I only know that their captain was ...... in Bologna last season"

'He'll be in Milan this season.' The journalist who asked the question added.

"Oh? Is it? In short, he is very fast, good at crosses and long-range shots, and he is a dangerous guy. I've heard that he's scored three goals, so I'll send someone to guard him. ”

"Have you ever thought about what to do if you lose to China?"

Gentille turned his head to see that it was a question of a Chinese journalist who spoke Italian very well, much like someone who had lived in Italy for a long time.

Hu Li was stunned in place, Qiu Suhui was still listening with him outside just now, why did he squeeze to the front to ask questions in a blink of an eye? It's not this time to think about journalist addiction!

"Hey!" Gentilay still said with some disdain, "Never." Although the Chinese team is the first in Group A, that is because Group A is the weakest of the four groups. Our goal is to win the gold medal, and I think if we lose to China, all the players, including me, will be killed. ”

"Oh?" Qiu Suhui smiled, "Then let's see you on the court, Claudio." With that, he turned and walked out of the crowd.

Gentila suddenly heard the other party call his name, as if he knew him. He searched in his memory, but couldn't remember who the other person was. At this time, he noticed that the expressions of the reporters around him were strange, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Qiu ......," said the Italian reporter who had just asked the question, "don't you really know?" He is the head coach of Italy's opponent in the next round, China, Qiu Suhui. ”

"Huh!?"

Qiu Suhui sat in the car back, bowed his head and wrote in his notebook: "Italy, intelligence collection is poor. At the same time, there is a suspicion of underestimating the enemy. ”

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"The results are in! We and Italy! "A player who already knew the outcome of the game ran in.

"Huh? Oh, my God! I might as well have lost to Mali! Just avoid Italy and Argentina! Xiang Tao threw the cards in his hand into the sky, holding his head and shouting "very painfully".

"Hey! Xiang Tao, don't play tricks if you can't win! Despicable! Zhao Pengyu grabbed Xiang Tao's collar and said very angrily. Just now, he has won the game, and he can immediately let Xiang Tao take off only a pair of underwear. But Xiang Tao threw it away like this, and it was all gone...... Well? Wait a minute! He soon realized that something was wrong. "Repeat, who is our opponent?"

"Who else could it be? Italy, Italy, the favorite to win the championship. Xiang Tao returned to normal, he knocked off Zhao Pengyu's hand that grabbed the collar, and then straightened his clothes, and he couldn't hear the slightest surprise and fear from his voice, it seemed that he was really taking the opportunity to play tricks just now.

"Wouldn't it?!" The others in the room shouted in unison.

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"Dead! Dead! Dead! Dead ......," Wang Yu muttered as he lay on the bed.

"Say, girl. There is also a limit to your recitation, right? "Xiang Tao really can't stand his roommate." From the moment you hear the news, you'll only be able to say these three words. ”

"Do you think we have a chance to win? Andrea Pirloco is a world-class midfielder and Gilardino is also a European striker. It should have been like you said, it would have been nice to lose to Mali in the third game. Dead, dead, dead, dead......"

"Cut! I don't care what level he is! Do you regret it now useful? Even if you regret it...... But don't talk about it in front of me, okay? Xiang Tao hit a pillow over, and there was no sound there.

"Sleep! There's training tomorrow! Xiang Tao turned off the bedside lamp.

"Hey, Xiang Tao. Are you really not nervous at all? Wang Yu threw the pillow back to Xiang Tao.

"For me, if it's really because the difference in strength is too big, I can't win the other party. It's so nervous and there's a fart! So, I don't have the leisure to be nervous. Xiang Tao yawned, "Go to sleep." ”

There was a slight snoring in the room, but nothing else.

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Compared with the short-term panic of the national Olympic team, the country is lively. While the media is generally pessimistic, there is also a hint of luck. I hope that the "miracle" of chasing three goals in a row like against Mali can bebelow the Chinese team again. They also analyzed that in fact, the Italian team did not perform well, conceded goals in every game, the tactical play was rigid, and Pirlo was not in good form...... and other reasons to give the Chinese team courage, in fact, to put it bluntly, they are just emboldening themselves.

In addition, some people criticized Qiu Suhui for not asking the national Olympic team to fight to Mali, on the one hand, he consumed himself, and he also put up such an opponent, which was a loss-making business.

The fans also suddenly became very sensible. It is not a shame to think that the national Olympic team has completed its task ahead of schedule, even if it loses to Italy, the favorite to win the championship. The most important thing is that the team has been trained, experienced and insightful, and there is no need to be critical about the outcome of a game.

There are even people who wish that the National Olympic team would lose the game, in their words, they can't let the "Chinese Pig Association" find another fig leaf after the women's football team, and use the "Yijun" of the National Olympic team to cover up the ugliness.

Originally, Qiu Suhui's thoughts were basically the same as theirs, but now he has changed his mind.

For those who look down on this team, he Qiu Suhui will definitely not be spared.

Claudio, didn't you say that if you lose to the Chinese team, you will be "killed"? Then let me send you to death!

"Shoot a little more seriously! Li Jie, if you don't train well, you will be a substitute in the next game, you know? ”

"Yes, got it!"

"How did the coach suddenly become so serious?"

"The devil knows. Maybe it's a nervous disorder scared by Italy, right? ”

"Wang Yu, Xiang Tao! If you two have some time to chat, you might as well do a few more sprints for me! ”

"Wow! It's scary! ”

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