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The goalkeeper of the South Korean team is only three or four meters away from Sima Hao, what can he do?

It was too late for him to stop Sima Hao's kick. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I can only watch the football drill into the net and break the door of my own defense.

Weakness, that feeling of helplessness instantly swept over his body, he felt that he hadn't been so powerless for a long time, and being torn apart by two people in the entire backfield defense would be the nightmare of his life He felt.

Unsurprisingly, Sima Hao took the ball under his command.

The goal is scored and the current score is 2-1.

After the equalizer, less than a few dozen seconds before the end of the first half, the Chinese dream maker made a surprising reversal, and Sima Hao contributed a goal to the team.

Sima Hao ran to the side of the court with great excitement, waved his right fist at Tang Bo and his teammates on the bench, and shouted happily, "Ah!"

One of his strikers, an absolute dominance in the front court. He likes to shoot vigorously, because he thinks it's very domineering, but he handles this ball very carefully, even in the face of the empty goal, he doesn't dare to shoot indiscriminately, those in the football world who are overexcited in the face of the empty goal, directly missed, stumbled on his own feet and fell his head, hit the post and bounced back and was confiscated by the goalkeeper, all kinds of strange things have happened, he doesn't want to make such low-level mistakes like those funny.

The calm handling allowed him to score a goal in this game.

It was also a historic goal, and he knew it would be demoralizing anyway and would encourage his team-mates.

The referee blew the whistle for the first half of the game.

There were complaining eyes everywhere, they obviously played well, but they still let the Chinese team overtake by one goal. They are unwilling and even more unwilling to accept.

Their predecessors have never lost to the Chinese team, no matter how big or small the game is, they have never been treated like this by the Chinese team, and they are unwilling.

After getting off the court, the players of the South Korean team walked into the lounge with their heads down and dragging heavy steps.

Their coach Park forgot to babble in the lounge, and at first there was a tone of blame, but gradually it got better, and he repeatedly emphasized the tactics for the next game. They were too careless, they had never done the homework of the Chinese team at all, and they didn't expect this to be such a strong team.

After the observation and analysis of the first half, the coach probably has a new set of playing styles in his heart.

On the side of the Chinese Dream Team, Tang Bo still asked them to stick to the style of play they simulated and the focus was to keep an eye on Li Yuhao, "In the next game, everyone will continue to play like this, here, stand people, and stuff them here directly after the ball......"

Tang Bo took the drawing tablet and drew and circled it......

"Stand in your own position, keep an eye on your own people, find the right opportunity, be optimistic about your teammates and pass the ball, don't be a personal hero, don't give me a single ride until the last resort, don't be careless and don't be complacent, the game has just begun, everything has just begun, remember my words and keep a normal heart!"

"Sima Hao, you have good physical strength, and you have more runs in the frontcourt. Don't let it go if you have the chance!" Tang Bo admonished.

"Ouyang, in the second half, you retreat a little, and if you have the opportunity, you can make the ball for Sima Hao or Liu Junmin to ensure the supply of the frontcourt. ”

"Wang Jingke, you and Ren You must pay attention, don't let Li Yuhao give me another chance to shoot with my feet, do you hear it!"

"I hear you!" everyone replied firmly.

In the second half, the game continued.

The South Korean team made substitutions on the spot, replacing a midfielder and a fullback, and there was no injury or foul at the beginning to get a card, why did they change two people in a row for no reason, which made Tang Bo very puzzled.

As soon as the two were in place, the South Korean team changed their tactics on the spot.

The teenagers of the Chinese Dream Team were a little confused. They have been attacking the South Korean team according to Tang Bo's simulated training style, but suddenly the opponent has changed, and the tactics have changed. The triangle became a diamond shape at all.

Several breakthroughs caused chaos in the backcourt of the Chinese Dream Team.

Gong Jizun waved his hand and defended the whole line.

Wang Jingke once again showed the quality of his backcourt profession and re-established a defensive front. Li Yuhao cooperated with another new midfielder and hit the opponent's penalty area again, Li Yuhao pretended to shoot and attracted the defense, only to see him pick the ball up and send it directly to the goal.

Kim Ki-jun grabbed a header in the penalty area, but fortunately, Yi Tianjian reacted quickly and destroyed it in time.

Corner kick for South Korea!

This is an opportunity for the Korean junior team and another threat for the Chinese team.

"Look at people!" Ouyang Qingfeng shouted, and he tightly defended a tall central defender behind him.

The backcourt was crowded with people, not to mention about fourteen or fifteen, Sima Hao stopped two members of the Korean junior team alone, Wang Jingke defended Li Yuhao, and as for Kim Kijun, the opportunity was completely locked by Gong Jizun.

Others didn't dare to leak at all, and the Korean teen star team was also looking for an opportunity to break through, only to see a teammate kick the ball, and several Korean players scrambled to defend and jumped up directly.

But the football seems to be a little stronger, and the front point is almost empty.

There is no one at the back point.

No, Lee Jeong-hyun is here.

Worst!

"Damn, there's another one!" Ouyang Qingfeng was the first time, and when he just shouted out, Li Zhengxian nodded his foot at the edge of the penalty area and hit the door.

The force is very strong, the angle is very good, and it hits directly towards the goal.

Yi Tian Jianzi moved, and quickly opened his hands towards the flying ball, holding it tightly in his arms.

"Damn old fox, not only did he change his tactics, but he actually saw through my routine!" Tang Bo looked at the head coach of the South Korean team, a man in his forties and fifties wearing a suit and leather shoes, standing on the sidelines with satisfaction and watching the situation in the field.

Tang Bo frowned, this time it was not only the teenager on the field who met a strong opponent, but even he encountered an opponent that should not be underestimated.

"Let's go!" Yi Tianjian was like a unicorn with a long arm, and after receiving the ball, he threw it violently and threw it directly to the midfield.

"Opportunity!" Ouyang Qingfeng shouted, instantly speeding up and rushing towards the opponent's front.

Liu Junmin's speed completely surpassed Ouyang Qingfeng and headed towards the landing point of the football.

In the sixty-third minute, Liu Junmin shook a defender and completed the first shot of the game, full of strength, but the angle was a little out and flew out directly.

"Hey, it's a pity for this ball!" Ouyang Zhentian slapped his thigh and sighed.

Han Meimei looked at the current situation on the court nervously, her hands were clenched into fists, she trembled excitedly and nervously, and a sentence came out of her mouth from time to time, "Uncle, do you think they will win?"

Ouyang Zhentian knows the current situation, he only knows that the score is flat at present, but at the beginning of the second half, it seems that the South Korean team has played its own style, and the more they play, the more they let go, although the Chinese dream team has been entangled all the way, but it has not affected their possession rate at all.

Sixty-eight minutes, mid-court battle, Gong Ji Zun Li Ke Jin Jijun, directly passed another kick, Sima Hao volleyed a kick out of the sky, but unfortunately hit the neutral post and popped up on the sideline.

In the second half of the seventy-eight minutes, the fire of war was rekindled, the two sides fought again, still inextricably matched, the new midfielder Lee Woo-hyuk sent a goal at a critical time, straight to the front, as the leader of the future football of South Korea's youth, Lee Yu-ho made a decisive attack, this time, can he make another miraculous achievement? )