Duan Xian was still staring with wide eyes, and he wondered if Liang Zhao would really hit the ball to the middle of the goal as he guessed. After all, it seems that his running movements and getting out of his posture are all like this......

Liang Zhao chose a good running distance, he looked at the distance and controlled his pace. At that time, when his left foot stepped on the side of the football, picked up his right leg, and was about to shoot with his foot, he suddenly felt a pain in the calf of the left leg that supported his entire body, and then he only felt that his feet were weak and cramped? It's actually at this time! Although the supporting leg could not support his body at this time, Liang Zhao still kicked the ball towards the goal, in fact, Lloris did not see Liang Zhao's physical problems, he was just a little surprised to find that he seemed to be in the right direction! He hit the ball to the right side of the goal! That's it! That's right!

Looking at his nephew's shot, Liang Yuan frowned, is this his newly practiced shooting method? Why have I never seen him shoot like this? Then Liang Yuan figured it out, no wonder I haven't seen Liang Zhao shoot like this, because this is not his way of shooting at all! His movements are deformed! The action is deformed, and it is not intentional, and the result can only be one. Liang Zhao's shot was neatly held in Lloris's arms. The smiles on Zhang Lu and Duan Xian's faces in the live broadcast room were frozen there, Liang Zhao, would he actually lose a penalty?

In fact, when he kicked the ball out, Liang Zhao already had this bad feeling in his heart, after all, when the support leg of the i-frame was completely out of control. He couldn't guarantee that he would be able to score the ball.

Fortunately, after completing the shot, although he lost the ball, he did not fall to the ground after all. With an indescribable expression, he turned around, bent slightly, and walked as quickly as he could, step by step, to his teammates in the center circle.

"Oops! It's a pity that the captain of the Chinese team, Liang Zhao, actually missed a penalty, and now the score is still 2-1. Alpha, Ben. Alpha sets the ball. Get ready to shoot. ”

Hu Feng looked at his captain's limpy back. I felt silently uncomfortable in my heart, it seemed that I couldn't fight it anymore. Do you have cramps? Hu Feng didn't have time to think about others anymore. Alpha has picked up the football in his hands with great fancies. Walked to the penalty spot. Watch him in action. Hu Feng shrugged. He had a few previous fights with the French star, but it was only Ben Brown who was there at the time. Alfa hadn't been plagued by injuries yet, and his breakthrough skills were as fancy as his picks at the time.

Root. Alpha sets the ball. looked at Hu Feng in front of him and grinned slightly. It seems that he is going to teach Hu Feng a good lesson. Hu Feng's mentality has always been very calm, but he can't help but be a little nervous at this time, after all, if he can't save this ball, the two teams will return to the same running line, which seems to be a little disadvantageous for the Chinese team that had some advantages before. After all, such a gap between the front and back is really a bit of a huge impact.

Liang Zhao returned to the team, and his teammates didn't know what to say to him. Usually he has always been to comfort others, but today is the first time I have encountered this situation. Looking at Liang Zhao's expression, his teammates knew that he must be very sad in his heart, after all, in this case, he is the captain, and the emotions of accusation and guilt will definitely make him uncomfortable for a long time.

Or He Xu was the first to ask, "Did you draw in?" I see that your shooting posture is different from before! Is it the left leg or the right leg? He asked softly, his eyes fixed on Ben. Alpha and Hu Feng. Maybe Hu Feng can still block this ball, in this way, our pressure will be even less!

Flee. The Alpha's running belt has a noticeable shift in gear, which seems to have been prepared for a long time. Hu Feng was not deceived by his pause. When Alpha stopped, Hu Feng, who looked like he was about to pounce to the left, suddenly stopped. For this next, Ben. Alpha was a little surprised, and even in a moment's confusion, his heart had already begun to panic! Has it been discovered? Then take a gamble! He did his best and kicked the ball towards the goal from a very tricky angle. Alpha is actually quite resilient, he hit the ball in the middle and didn't push the ball directly into the middle as he had thought before.

Hu Feng was finally deceived, and he pounced on his left side. His hands were nothing, but his long legs and huge feet helped a lot in a different direction, and his feet dragged behind him to block the ball. In fact, Hu Feng originally wanted to block the ball, but Ben. Alpha's shot added spin, and just when Hu Feng felt that he could block the ball, the football rubbed on his leg, actually bounced upward, and jumped into the goal!

"Oh! A brilliant shot! Hu Feng had no choice, the ball finally went in! After Benzema missed, Liang Zhao, the captain of the Chinese team, also missed a penalty. Now the score is 2-2, and it's the Chinese team again. ”

After Liang Zhao missed the ball, a lot of pressure fell on He Xu. If he can get the ball in, then he can maintain a relative stalemate, and if he loses the ball......

He Xu didn't feel any pressure, he rubbed the football on his body, and then placed it on the penalty spot, and he put the football mouth in the direction of Lloris.

This is He Xu's habit, although no one understands what his habit is for, and no one understands why he has this habit. He stepped back to a comfortable distance, looked at Lloris and then at the football on the ground, then exhaled softly and began to move.

"He Xu, as the chief penalty taker of the Chinese national team in the game, the penalty taker of Arsenal, and the player who once snatched the penalty of Cristiano Ronaldo from Real Madrid, I think his penalty must be able to reassure us!"

Duan Xian said this, looking nervously at He Xu in the field. He Xu stomped his foot lightly, bent down, and prepared to run.

Lloris relaxed his mentality at this time, he calmly opened his arms and tried his best to block the goal. Watching the movements of his old opponent, He Xu shrugged his shoulders, so that you can block it? Amusing......

Because one plays for Arsenal and the other plays for Tottenham, the two are born with a little bit of origin and resentment. Loris waits for the eyes, come on! See how I pounce on you!

He Xu didn't look at him, just looked at the whole goal with a very ethereal look, and Lloris didn't look at He Xu's eyes, just stared at his feet.

He Xu's running speed was extremely fast, and the moment his foot was stuck next to the football, his right leg, which had quickly completed the accumulation, suddenly fell, and the inside of his foot was heavily pumped on the football.

Lloris jumped to his feet on instinct and speculation, even though he found himself in the wrong direction.

The ball hits the top right corner of the goal! It's a dead end in the absolute sense of the word, whether it hits a post or a crossbar, the ball will surely run into the goal!

But then, when the football was held in Lloris's hands, the referee actually signaled that the ball had not been scored, and the Frenchman went up and down.

At this moment, the players of the entire Chinese team all stood up, and even Liang Yuan couldn't help but run to the court, how could this be? He Xu's football smashed on the underside of the crossbar of the goal, bounced into the goal, and then bounced out of the goal because of too much force? How could this be a no-go?

"Let's look at the referee, this means that the goal didn't go in! He remained very firm in upholding the verdict. In other words, the Chinese team is 2-2 at this time, but it has fallen into a very unfavorable situation. ”

The fourth appearance of the French team was not Samir. Nasri, but their back, Paul. Pogba.

The tall and strong Frenchman with a very chic head set up the football and looked at Hu Feng, who had already switched places with Lloris and stood in front of the goal.

Pogba was actually secretly glad that he thought he had scored the ball just now! Who would have thought that the referee would make such a verdict, this is simply an irreproducible joy! Pogba, who was very happy with the referee's decision, so easily hit the ball into the goal of Hu Feng, who was very dissatisfied with the referee's decision.

Liang Yuan felt that his heart, which was still hot just now, was getting cold little by little, if his nephew's inexplicable mistake made their advantage disappear, then the referee's inexplicable decision was purely to push the Chinese team to the edge of the cliff.

With a score of 2-3 and under huge pressure, Chen Bo still dragged his half-crippled body to hit the ball into Lloris's goal, but it seemed to be useless. Cabaye, who appeared in the fifth, was achieved overnight, and Hu Feng even misjudged the direction this time.

The referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, and the French players, who were still crying at the beginning, rushed onto the pitch excitedly, shouting, jumping, and celebrating this strange and thrilling victory.

And the Chinese players slumped to the ground one by one, a little better. Like He Xu, he was able to remain calm, and even a cold-faced man like Yang Ruiqi couldn't help but shed tears.

Liang Yuan didn't come to pick up his players, he strode onto the field, although it was a foregone conclusion, but he still had to exchange ideas and opinions with the referee.

The result of the exchange must be that there is no result, and when Liang Yuan turned to walk towards his players, he muttered coldly, "Forget it!" Don't worry, it's not our time yet! (To be continued......)