The referee was empathetic and gave both teams a five-minute break -

Five minutes later, the two sides will play extra time!

The two teams were busy on the bench at each station, drinking water, dressing their faces, and taking a nap - the managers of both sides were also non-stop, using Chinese or German to set up their own teams, and they were not afraid of being leaked......

Bird's Nest auditorium.

The domestic audience who came to see the game for the first time blinked and discussed: "What's the situation?" Did they kick the draw? "What if it's a draw? What penalties are going to be taken? "That's not right! Didn't you read the referee's instructions? Let's go overtime first! "Huh? Extra time? Thirty minutes to play? "It's hard work! Hold on for another thirty minutes and you'll win! "Not necessarily? - Or maybe it's a tie? "Poof~ Then there will be a penalty shootout!"

"National Youth Team ~ Come on! National Youth Team ~ Must Win! ......" Just when the audience was discussing who would win the final, the cheerleaders led by Liu Yun were particularly eye-catching, not only attracting the audience's attention, but also overshadowing all the voices on the scene - Yang Fei danced the banner and screamed:

"Xue Lin ~ will win! Xue Lin ~ Zero God! I will always have your back! Take a no-loss ......"

"Cough~" As the leader of the dance, Luo Caiyi and Qin Siyu almost choked: Sister Yang Fei~ Have you forgotten that Senior Xue has already lost a point, and there is no way to "lose no points"......

Obviously, Yang Fei had already put this matter behind her and shouted very hilariously.

When the supporters heard this, they found it very interesting and coaxed: "Zero God! Zero God! Zero God! ……”

Bench for China's World Youth Team.

Retracting his gaze, Wu Zejun said happily: "Xue Lin, don't lose any points in overtime?" ”

Xue Lin said seriously: "No problem." ”

Lang Tao twitched his lips and said to Wu Zejun: "Why don't you say that we will score another point?" ”

Wu Zejun said to everyone: "Let's try to play one more point in overtime?" ”

National Youth Team Players: "......"

Don't have any confidence at all?!

Lang Tao was full of black lines, and said loudly: "Work hard in overtime!" Aim for a point! ”

"Yes~" The players of the national youth team responded in unison.

That's what self-confidence is!

"Beep-" The referee blew his whistle to signal the start of overtime.

No longer giving the players time to make small talk, the two teams returned to the Bird's Nest Stadium.

Kick-off by Germany's World Youth Team.

The No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team held the ball and ran towards the area of the Chinese World Youth Team.

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 8 shadow striker of the Chinese World Youth Team, and Jiang Wusheng, the No. 11 left striker of the German World Youth Team, blocked the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team in unison - to say that the cooperation between Jiang Bisheng and Jiang Wusheng is much better than the cooperation between Wu Zejun and Jiang Wusheng: Although Jiang Bisheng is short, his ball skills are quite good, entangled the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team, and kept interfering, making the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team unable to advance!

The No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team not only had to defend against Jiang Bisheng, but was also dragged by Jiang Wusheng, coming and going, not only could not pass or pass the ball, but lost the ball - Jiang Wusheng still guarded against the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team, but Jiang Bisheng rushed out and grabbed the ball!

After getting the ball, Jiang Bisheng had wind under his feet and ran fast!

China's World Youth Team No. 9 right forward Wu Zejun, No. 5 free central defender Lin Qingyu, No. 6 left midfielder Li Guangwu and No. 7 right midfielder Zhao Jiayun followed behind to assist Jiang Bisheng - China's World Youth Team No. 10 forward Lang Tao moved to the center of the court to prepare for the shot!

The German World Youth Team saw that Jiang Bisheng and others were aggressive, and hurriedly defended: the No. 9 right forward and No. 8 right forward of the German World Youth Team rushed to Jiang Bisheng at the same time, Jiang Bisheng used [heel change to pass] was useless, and the ball was almost snatched away - fortunately, at the last second, Jiang Bisheng was quick and kicked the ball away!

Wu Zejun filled in and caught the football.

However, the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team followed, flew to tackle, and cut the ball away!

Li Guangwu, the No. 6 left midfielder of the Chinese World Youth Team, and Zhao Jiayun, the No. 7 right midfielder, ran towards the ball one left and one right——

Germany's World Youth Team No. 7 left midfielder and No. 8 right midfielder are also the same!

Both sides arrived near the ball almost at the same time and reached out together to tackle the ball!

Tackle all four feet and make the ball fly away uncontrollably -

Fly to the center of the right side of the course!

A figure flew in, delicately hooking the football!

Seeing this, the midfielders of the Chinese World Youth Team stood up and rushed to the outside of the penalty area of the German World Youth Team!

The German World Youth Team looked at it and saw Lang Tao holding the football and preparing to shoot vigorously from a distance!

It was too late to stop Langtao, and the German World Youth Team had to return to the defense, and all of them returned to the penalty area of the German World Youth Team!

Lang Tao kicked hard, and saw the football cross the high parabola and go straight to the penalty area of the German world youth team!

At the same time, the strikers of the Chinese World Youth Team also rushed into the penalty area of the German World Youth Team -

The two sides face off against each other and engage in a fierce scuffle!

"The football was won by the No. 9 of the Chinese World Youth Team, but it was snatched away by the No. 11 of the German World Youth Team!" There was a dispute at the scene, but the two sides failed to fight, and the referee's whistle was put to his mouth, just wait for them to go too far, and then whistle! Football commentator Li Qing watched very hard and reported with difficulty, "They are fighting in one place, and they can't tell who is with whom—look! Germany's World Youth Team Wins Small! Germany's World Youth No. 5 wing-back passes the ball!"

The ball rolls out from the feet of the players.

Roll in front of the eyes of Germany's No. 1 goalkeeper of the World Youth Team -

Germany's No. 1 goalkeeper only needs five steps to pick up the ball!

And the No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team also thought so, and did so -

Adam, the No. 10 forward of the German World Youth Team, shrank his pupils and roared loudly in German, and he was startled when he saw the No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team, and hurriedly retreated and retreated to the goal of the German World Youth Team-

When the two players looked up, they felt a cool breeze hit, and the figure of Lang Tao, the No. 10 forward of the Chinese World Youth Team, was airborne, starting, sprinting, raising his feet, shooting, all in one go, without pause!

The Chinese World Youth Team stared excitedly at the football and swooped towards the goal of the German World Youth Team——

Germany's World Youth Team stared worriedly at the football flying higher than the goal of the German World Youth Team -

The No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team knew that this was the unique shooting skill of the No. 10 forward of the Chinese World Youth Team, and he did not dare to be careless and stared at the left corner of the German World Youth Team!

As if a frog saw a flying insect, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team shot as fast as lightning - just as the football fell into the left corner of the German World Youth Team, the No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team jumped up and slapped his hand!

The ball is stopped!

The ball was slapped off by the No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team!

The Chinese World Youth Team players opened their mouths wide and looked at the No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team in disbelief.

The German world youth team was overjoyed and speechless-

However......

Lang Tao was neither disappointed nor nervous, just like drinking water, he jumped up in the air against the high-flying football, turned over in the air, went straight to the [upside down golden hook], and then stubbornly kicked the ball into the goal of the German World Youth Team!

The No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team never thought about the opponent's second shot!

It only takes half a second to be stunned -

Half a second later, the football lay quietly in the goal of the German World Youth Team!

"Beep-" The referee blew his whistle to signal that the ball was valid!

"Enter...... Entered! Lang Tao fell to the ground and screamed happily.

The Chinese World Youth Team was stunned for a moment, came back to their senses, and said in surprise: "We scored!" We scored! ……”

Germany's World Youth Team is as quiet as a chicken.

The No. 1 goalkeeper of the German World Youth Team looked quite disappointed, and was warmly comforted by the German World Youth Team players who were conscious of it.

In the audience of the Bird's Nest, applause continued!

"That's amazing! That's amazing! The domestic audience smacked their tongues, "What shot did the captain of our national youth team kick?" Flip in the air? This action is also too exaggerated! It's the first time I've seen it! ”

"Indeed! It's such a difficult move, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it! "It's so handsome! We're two-to-one! If you insist on the end of extra time, the national youth team will be able to win the championship! "Pinch me, am I dreaming!" "Pinch you? - No problem! "Wow~ It hurts! It hurts! Sure enough, it's not a dream, it's true! ”

"Haha~" Lang's mother really couldn't hold back, laughed loudly, couldn't stop laughing, and showed off to the surroundings, "That's my son, that's my son, he kicked a point!" He scored a point – was it bad? ”

Lang's father couldn't stop him, he held his forehead and smiled, and his heart was very happy.

"Worthy of the captain!" The support team gave a thumbs up in a face-saving way, "Awesome kick!" ”

While admiring, the support team looked at the players of the national youth team at the Bird's Nest Stadium, secretly expecting that their children's paper could also dazzle the entire Bird's Nest Stadium like a Langtao!

Bird's Nest Stadium.

After the laughter, the two teams played again.

It was the German World Youth Team that launched the attack.

The No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team dribbled the ball and quickly advanced into the area of the Chinese World Youth Team——

Jiang Bisheng, the No. 8 shadow striker of the Chinese World Youth Team, and Jiang Wusheng, the No. 11 left striker, repeated their old skills, and then ran towards the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team - this time, the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team, who ate a trench and grew wise, passed the ball away wittily, and never played against Jiang Bisheng and Jiang Wusheng again!

After getting the ball, the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team stayed away from Jiang Bisheng and Jiang Wusheng, easily shook off Wu Zejun, the No. 9 right forward of the Chinese World Youth Team, and broke into the midfield area of the Chinese World Youth Team-

The No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team without the ball also ran generously towards the midfield of the Chinese World Youth Team - Jiang Wusheng stayed in place, and Jiang Bisheng chased after the No. 11 left forward of the German World Youth Team!

Germany's No. 9 right striker dribbled the ball and collided head-on with Zhao Jiayun, the No. 7 right midfielder of the Chinese World Youth Team - Zhao Jiayun and Wu Zejun teamed up...... Ah ~ No, Wu Zejun didn't join forces with Zhao Jiayun at all, it was completely Zhao Jiayun's own idea: Zhao Jiayun was responsible for blocking the way of the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team, and signaled Wu Zejun to sneak attack behind the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team, but Wu Zejun scoffed!

Wu Zejun didn't understand Zhao Jiayun's eyes at all, and adopted his way very self-consciously: When the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team and Zhao Jiayun were about to collide, Wu Zejun flew to tackle!

Then, the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team seemed to have eyes behind his back, flashed sensitively, and avoided Wu Zejun's tackle - Wu Zejun was uncontrollable, bumped into Zhao Jiayun, and knocked Zhao Jiayun down!

Zhao Jiayun was angry and said angrily: "What are you doing? ”

Wu Zejun didn't bother to reply to him, quickly got up, and then chased the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team-

The No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team has already ridden into the dust and rushed into the penalty area of the Chinese World Youth Team!

Duanmu Lu, the No. 2 right back of the Chinese World Youth Team, saw the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team running forward, stepped forward with a sigh, and came to block the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team - the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team slowed down, and then waited for Wu Zejun behind him to approach!

Then, the 9 right striker of the German World Youth Team also exchanged courtesies and seduced Wu Zejun to fly to tackle-

And Wu Zejun was also stupidly fooled and flew to tackle again!

The No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team dodged again, and let Wu Zejun bump into Duanmu Lu!

Very good!

The corners of the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team were slightly hooked, as if he was satisfied with Wu Zejun's every move.

accidentally made a pig teammate, Wu Zejun shoveled the iron plate - Duanmu Green is much stronger than Zhao Jiayun compared to Zhao Jiayun: Wu Zejun not only did not tackle Duanmu Lu, but felt that he kicked the iron plate, which shocked his feet!

“…… Does it hurt? Looking at Duanmu Green, Wu Zejun held back a sentence.

"Okay? ......" Duanmu Lu replied stupidly - look at his appearance, it clearly doesn't hurt!

"What are you talking about?" Li Jun's roar forcibly inserted, "Don't stand stupidly!" Hurry up and defend! ”

Wu Zejun stood up with grinning teeth, and Duanmu Lu turned around to take a look, and saw that the No. 9 right forward of the German World Youth Team was strictly guarded by Li Jun, No. 4 Qingfudao of the Chinese World Youth Team, and had to pass the football away to his teammate No. 8 right forward!

And not far from the goal of the Chinese World Youth Team, a scramble was staged that made the eyelids of the Chinese World Youth Team players jump: the German World Youth Team forwards and the Chinese World Youth Team midfielders were fiercely grabbing the ball - Xue Lin couldn't take his eyes off and strictly guarded the goal of the Chinese World Youth Team!

Wu Zejun stopped and seriously thought about whether he wanted to participate: if he intervened, would it be easy to cause oolong? - Duanmu Green is much simpler and more transparent than Wu Zejun: as soon as he heard the master shouting, he immediately stepped in halfway and mixed into the chaotic battle!

Not to mention, Duanmu Lu's first altitude in the whole field gave him a huge advantage: the players from the two sides were originally inextricably matched, and Duanmu Green stood casually - looking at it, I saw that the German World Youth Team, which was originally tall, suddenly did not have the upper hand! Moreover, the two sides looked at Duanmu Lu's height, and inexplicably stuffed their hearts:

Is this kind of immediacy of adults forcing children to be swollen?!

But when the adults lift their feet, they can easily kick the children's football!

Germany's World Youth Team players: "......"

China World Youth Team Players: "......"

Awkwardly, the players on both sides paused in unison and squinted at Duanmu Green neatly.

Black...... Dark horse! A proper dark horse!

It's finally clear why some football clubs have a penchant for burly players!

Lang Tao endured it, but finally couldn't hold back, laughed "wahaha", and said with a smile: "It's really yours!" ”