3-3, the first three players of the Chinese team and Italy all scored penalty kicks, and the atmosphere was pushed to a more tense situation, and every goal after that could directly determine the fate of both sides. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji Ke is the fourth to play, he has a lot of pressure on him, and he is a little trembling when he walks out, after all, Ji Ke is not good at taking penalty kicks.

When a huge figure appeared in front of him, Buffon first felt that Kiko should not be good at penalty kicks, so he turned on the interference tactic.

He pointed to the lawn in front of the goal, indicating that several pieces of grass were trampled and uneven, which would affect him.

This is already unreasonable, the referee warned Buffon, but this time it was delayed for at least dozens of seconds, for Ji Ke, every second is a torment in his heart.

Finally, the referee blew the whistle, Gico slowly accelerated to run, and then fired a blast that Buffon pounced on the right in advance and the ball went in.

After the goal, Kiko roared and tore off his shirt, this moment is a release, and it can be seen how much pressure Kiko has on him.

It was Insigne who played on the Italian side, and when he appeared, the Chinese fans sent huge boos, because it was he who hurt Mu Fei in overtime, and for Chinese fans, Insigne will always be an enemy.

Obediently shouted in the stands: "Fuck off, dwarf!" "And it's been making thumbs up gestures, and other Chinese fans are doing that gesture as well.

Insigne looked at the goal, he knew very well that if he couldn't kick in, then as long as the next Zhou Dun kicked the ball in, De Rossi would have no chance to play, and in such a situation, the pressure can be imagined.

Under heavy pressure, Insigne also shot with a shot, Wang Dalei also saved in the wrong direction, and the ball went in!

After the goal, Insigne acted uncoolly, running to the stands of the Chinese fans and throwing a fist in defiance.

And Li Guo, of course, didn't do it, he rushed over and pointed at Insigne, "You can't do this, you can't do this." ”

At this time, Li Guo still didn't make a move, and the referee did, he warned Insigne, and Ventura in the stands shook his head, feeling that Insigne was too stupid, and there was no need to provoke the opponent now, after all, the game had not been won yet.

Amid boos and applause, the last player of the Chinese team walked out - Zhou Dun.

"Zhou Dun, I love you," shouted obediently, and jumped off Fabio, in fact, there were many people shouting in the stands, most of them were female fans.

Li Guo turned around, in fact, in the history of penalty shootouts, the bigger the names, the more regrets they left, such as Baggio back then, and Xiaobei later.

So Li Guo was especially afraid that Zhou Dun would miss, but he couldn't do anything but wait, which was the cruelty of the penalty shootout.

Mu Fei opened a bottle of drink in the locker room, he was nervous just now, now it is Zhou Dun's turn, he can relax, after all, who is Zhou Dun? Mu Fei still knows very well, he is not an earthling at all, he doesn't know what nervousness is.

But just after Mu Fei took a sip, it suddenly felt like someone had clicked on it, the drink in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, and the liquid in the bottle gushed out, and Mu Fei was indifferent to all this.

"Oh my God, the captain kicked off!"

Zhou Dun knelt down after kicking the penalty, and like Terry back then, this time Zhou Dun also slipped his support leg.

Buffon waved his fists as if he was celebrating the victory in advance, and as long as De Rossi scored the goal, then Italy could qualify for the semi-finals.

Liu Jianhong on the commentary bench thought of Costa Rica in the last competition, which was also a dark horse and was also blocked out of the semifinals by penalty kicks.

Liu Jianhong wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, holding his breath, De Rossi walked to the penalty spot, and the Chinese team players ran over to welcome back their captain.

Geng Chong comforted Zhou Dun: "Captain, I don't blame you. ”

Fang Suo gave Geng Chong a look, in this case, it was better not to say anything.

The last ball, the Chinese players in the middle circle all knelt and watched, and now it's up to Wang Dalei.

Li Guo was helpless, he asked Ferguson, which side do you guess De Rossi will play?

The old gentleman thought for a while, "Li Guo, with my decades of football experience, I guess De Rossi will choose the spoon." ”

"Why?"

"Intuition."

Li Guo thought about it and felt that it made sense, generally the bigger the name, the more critical it is, the more common spoon penalties are, and Italy's Pirlo often does this.

Li Guo woke up like a dream, turned around and shouted at the bench: "Coffee spoon, get me one, quick." ”

This is clueless, where can you find a spoon for you, and in the end the team doctor handed over a spoon, which is medical.

"Is this okay?"

"Yes."

Li Guo was jumping and jumping with a spoon, and Wang Dalei in the distance thought that Li Guo was encouraging himself at first glance, but after a closer look, it was not right, Li Guo had one more thing in his hand - a spoon.

Wang Dalei immediately understood, "This is to remind me that De Rossi is likely to use a spoon to take a penalty." ”

Wang Dalei didn't know how Li Guo guessed it, but Wang Dalei was convinced of Li Guo.

De Rossi stood in front of the ball, and he stepped on the turf vigorously to avoid a repeat of Zhou Dun's tragedy on himself.

As soon as the referee's whistle blew, De Rossi began to run, and it was very fast, as if it was the usual trend of violent shooting.

Li Guo chuckled in his heart, he was afraid that he would hurt Wang Dalei, and at the moment he touched the ball, De Rossi shook his ankles in four or two.

"Spoon, what a spoon," Li Guo had already roared out in his heart, and Wang Dalei in front of the door stood in place, not using his hands at all, just holding his head.

Ventura almost fell from the stands, "Oh my God, the victory is gone." ”

The Chinese player kneeling in the center circle seemed to have escaped death, and Zhou Dun leaned down and kissed the lawn.

Mu Fei in the locker room jumped up excitedly, and his head hit the ceiling directly, "Damn, it hurts." ”

But on second thought, as long as the team wins, it will be worth it even if it hurts to death.

Li Guo thanked Ferguson for his kindness, "Thank you, sir, you saved the Chinese team." ”

Ferguson laughed: "I guessed, I didn't expect it to be right." ”

"Miracle, miracle, after five rounds, the two sides are still tied, and we still have a chance," Liu Jianhong said.

At this time, a new question appeared, that is, who will take the next penalty in the Chinese team, after the great sorrow and joy, everyone is a little weak, to be honest, I really don't want to take on such a heavy responsibility, Li Guo also understands, he looked at Wang Dalei, and now the Chinese team is the most confident is Da Lei, and now it is most suitable for him to stand up.

Li Guo gave an order, "Da Lei, you will be the next one." ”