Regarding the situation on the field, Yang Zhi, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the game, was about to go crazy, even if I was on the court, I wouldn't lose the ball! Unless it's Yang Ruiqi, this kid, who gives me such a sudden reply. While Yang Zhi silently lamented that his life was not good, the South Korean team that kicked off suddenly launched a very fierce offensive.

After a very short pass after kick-off, the football was already in the front court. Naturally, the ball is the strongest individual attack ability of Leverkusen No. 7 in the entire South Korean national team, Son Heung-min. This handsome midfielder in the aesthetic view of Koreans seems to have surpassed his predecessors, looking at his current performance, whether it is Lee Qinglong or Park Ji-sung, their achievements may not be able to catch up with the achievements of this young man with very balanced bipedal ability in the future.

Of course, this is only a possibility. There are a number of factors that can cause this possibility to be shattered, such as: when Son Heung-min broke through, a fierce flying shovel kicked his leg off.

Sun Xingmin couldn't help but flinch in the face of Chen Boyan's sliding shovel that seemed to be about to break his leg, he left the ball in place, and he hurriedly jumped sideways, dodging Chen Boyan's flying tackle. Chen Boyan's raised feet had been quickly put down, not only that, but he also turned over and jumped up and controlled the ball.

Advocaat cried out in dissatisfaction, "Idiot! What are you hiding? If you hadn't hidden, he'd been fouled by now, you know! Besides, how dare he really go to you and shovel you like this? Idiot. Stupid! ”

Son Heung-min was still apprehensive at this time, and he didn't have the heart to deal with the coach's scolding of him, and it was precisely because of this that at halftime, in the locker room of the South Korean national team, Advocaat named Son Heung-min and reprimanded him angrily.

Sun Xingmin didn't contradict him anything, but silently cursed this damn Dutchman in his heart, what you said was easy! Then bless your grandson to be brave when he plays football in the future, and then be kicked and break his leg!

At the end of the first half, the score was still 3-0. Look at the score on the LCD. Countless Korean fans feel very shocked, this score, is it definitely right? My God! Did you get the wrong script?

Liang Yuan, who was very satisfied with the performance of the players in the first half, still warned his players not to relax in the middle of the field. But he also made another arrangement. That is Yang Ruiqi and Chen Boyan. The two of them can go up to assist once in a while, and when one goes up, the other has to stay and defend.

After providing two assists in the first half and scoring a goal himself. Jing Yu is in a particularly good state at this time. Liang Yuan also came from the player era, so he could naturally see his thoughts and feelings at this time, he didn't say anything to Jing Yu such as "don't be proud" and "stay calm", he just stretched out his hand and patted Jing Yu's shoulder, "Remember, kid!" Goals and assists and victories are never-ending on the football pitch and you can go on and on! In the second half, there are forty-five minutes left, do what you can, score a few more for us to see! What do you think? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Jing Yu, but also He Xu and Xu Yang, the finishers of the other two goals in the first half, also replied in unison, "No problem!" ”

Liang Yuan smiled and turned his head to look at Hu Feng, "Don't think that this is the game between the national teams, why is it so boring." If I'm not mistaken, you will definitely face a very tough test in the second half, that is, when the South Korean national team fights back, as long as you can hold that time, then you are a hero, the hero who helped the Chinese national team to rush to the World Cup finals again. ”

Hu Feng hehe, "It's true that I'm bored, but well!" In the second half I would have bored the opposing strikers. Isn't it really boring to be a striker and never score? ”

Liang Yuan looked at the players sitting in the room, and then gave Tang Lintian a moment, "Boy! After a little bit of concentration, I see why your passing always seems to be erratic and out of position? ”

Tang Lintian shrugged his shoulders, "Coach, I understand what you mean, but you also have to take into account that the opponent is Korean, not to mention that their physical strength is very good, just talking about our current technology, the one-on-one success rate is really not a very stable guarantee, and the opponent's guys are very good at passing the ball, which leads to the fact that if I do regular passing, it is actually very dangerous." It's better to pass a few unconventional balls, which can at least scare the opponent, right? ”

Advocaat was actually very uncomfortable to watch this game, he couldn't understand why his players had become so vulnerable overnight, they were all the same people and the same configuration, but in the end they all couldn't escape the end of losing. Considering the feelings of the opponent and the current situation of the team, Tang Lintian's explanation to Liang Yuan was not only not wrong, but also very reasonable.

After accusing Son Heung-min for a while, Advocaat finally got down to business and talked about the arrangement of the game. The Leverkusen star who was scolded by him before had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of attacking with the ball in the front court again, although Son Heungmin's face did not change, but in his heart, how he scolded Advocaat, only he knows.

"We seem to be getting closer and closer to a miracle, and we will only have to wait another forty-five minutes for a clear answer. Whether it's qualifying or another year of disappointment, I can't wait. Liu Junhong said this and turned his head to look at Zhang Lu.

I saw Zhang Lu rarely sitting nervously and cautiously in front of the table, staring intently at the big screen, twelve years, maybe today, can I replicate the miracle of the year? Maybe after the miracle, we will be able to create a different kind of brilliance?!

Just as he was thinking, a whistle sounded through the stadium. The head coach, who has been playing a funny man in this game, actually stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain point in the penalty area of the Chinese national team.

This made Zhang Lu, who was still fantasizing and dreaming a good dream just now, wake up, and also made Hu Feng, who had been idle in this game, finally have something to do.

Although the performance of the players on the field is very calm, the referees off the field have exploded.

"This is match-fixing?! This is impossible, who can foul this ball, besides, even if it is a foul, how can it be a penalty? He obviously fell outside the penalty area! He's faking a fall! You even awarded a penalty? It's match-fixing, you must be kidding me?! I ......" Just when Liang Yuan couldn't help but want to burst into foul language, Jin Shikai grabbed him. Because of the current situation, it doesn't seem appropriate for the manager to pay another red card.

Sun Xingmin got up from the ground at this time, patted his jersey with some regret, why did he only give a penalty? Anyway, I should be given another yellow card or something!

Ji Dongyuan set the ball and stood in front of the goal, he shook his body from side to side, trying to interfere with Hu Feng, but unfortunately the big man was not moved at all. Hu Feng just opened his arms in front of the goal.

Son Heung-min, who had created the penalty, was ambushed outside the penalty area at this time, and he was waiting for a wonderful performance that he could make a remedy or a quick victory if it happened.

"The penalty of this ball, without a doubt, is unreasonable! Chen Boyan's defensive distance is well controlled, and it is obvious that Sun Xingmin posted it himself! How can a foul be awarded and a penalty? This time, Zhang Lu, who has always said not much and only likes to watch the game silently, finally couldn't help it and expressed his thoughts.

Ji Dongyuan stood in front of the penalty spot, looking at Hu Feng, who was very well controlled with his arms open, he suddenly became a little nervous again, where should he hit the ball? Do you pass it on to you, or do you do it yourself?

"Good! We saw that after Son Heung-min made the penalty, it was Ji Dong-won who took the penalty. He confronted Hu Feng, trying to kill each other with his eyes, but unfortunately it didn't seem to have any effect. ”

Ji Dongyuan began to run, his position was chosen very far, leaving a distance between the football and the goal, and he could also have a process of accumulating power, this kick was strong and heavy, although the angle was not very tricky, but the victory was extremely fast, and this kick flew to the upper right of the goal.

After kicking the ball out, Ji Dongyuan seemed to regain his confidence, he was almost ready to raise his arms and shout to celebrate his goal, once the score was 1-3 at halfway, then their total score with the Chinese national team will be tied again, so they should have no chance, right?

"Get out of here!" With a thunderous roar, Hu Feng's originally motionless body suddenly rose horizontally, and the ball that hit the upper right side of the goal was actually blocked by him with a poking of his arm and out of the penalty area!

"Oh! Penalty, penalty saved! Hu Feng! This goalkeeper recruited by Liang Yuan temporarily has made a meritorious service! He didn't just block Ji Dongwon's shot, he also blocked the bullet that shot at our hope of rushing into the World Cup! This save is priceless! ”

In fact, the moment Hu Feng jumped up, he already had confidence, I will definitely be able to block this ball! But he also measured his arm and ability in the shortest possible time, and there was no problem with throwing it out, but it was difficult to catch it!

The football was knocked away by his punch and fell outside the penalty area. At this time, there was also chaos outside the penalty area, and Sun Xingmin, who was running, was secretly happy in his heart, Hu Feng, who had just finished making a save, fell and was lying on the ground.

Just when Hu Feng wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the football outside the penalty area, for some reason, flew back again! is still flying towards the goal of the Chinese team...... (To be continued......)