"Long Long, do you think we can really make the cut?" Li Tie asked.

"Why do you suddenly ask that?"

"Because ......"

It's like a person suddenly has 100 million more in his bank account, then first of all, it's not ecstasy, but stunned.

Before Li Tie came to South Africa, his biggest hope was to make up for the regret of the 2002 World Cup and at least win a victory.

But I didn't expect the Chinese team to advance.

Happiness comes too suddenly, and people will have a feeling of trance.

"It's nothing, it just feels like everything is too sudden."

Tang Zhenglong smiled.

"It's okay, we'll talk about it when we win."

In the second half, the Spanish team did not rush to attack, this is the style of Spanish football, it looks slow, but when it is really fast, it is really fierce.

Alonso came to the wing, looked up and curled a cross.

Zeng Cheng was a little hesitant when he attacked, a little slower, and not decisive when he shot, which was the biggest mistake of the goalkeeper.

"Oh my God, the goalkeeper is out of his hands."

Zeng Cheng's mistake was so unexpected that even the opponent didn't expect it.

Villa immediately pounced, this was the point of the bayonet, and Villa raised his leg and prepared to kick the ball.

Zheng Zhi looked at it and directly stretched his head over, this is desperate.

Villa and Zheng Zhi collided together, but Zheng Zhi paid for his head.

Brush it up.

Blood gushed out from Zheng Zhi's forehead.

"Team Doctor!!"

"Team Doctor!!"

The Chinese team doctor entered.

"How?"

"Let's change people, Director Zhu."

Zhu Guanghu was helpless, this is a disadvantage, Zheng Zhi is the most stable midfielder of the Chinese team.

"Zhao Xuri, you go."

"Yes, Director Zhu."

The Chinese team substitution!!

Everyone has a bad feeling, will the Chinese team without Zheng Zhi be unbearable?

The Spanish team is a thief and decisively hit the new Zhao Xuri.

This is like the lifeline of the Chinese team.

This is the experience of a strong team, very strong and helpless.

"Han Peng, go back to defense."

"Okay, Brother Long."

The Chinese team all withdrew, and it would be good to hold on 1-1.

Even if you end up with a penalty shootout, it's better than losing.

******

After a sprint, Han Peng bent over and gasped.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong came over.

Han Peng immediately straightened up, "I'm not tired." ”

Burst.

"Tired is tired, I'm not blind, you run so actively, I'll add chicken legs to you after the game."

"Brother Long is mighty."

Tang Zhenglong knew that if he continued like this, he would be killed sooner or later, and he had to fight back.

A team that doesn't have the ability to fight back can only wait to die.

"Han Peng, we must fight back, otherwise we can only wait for death."

"But the problem is, we really don't have the ability to fight back now."

Tang Zhenglong shook his head.

"Pass me the ball."

"Well, if you can grab the ball."

******

"Boss, can we reduce our defense against Tang Zhenglong."

Bosque looked at it, he sent Arbeloa and Ramos to defend Tang Zhenglong, but in the current situation, Tang Zhenglong couldn't get the ball in front of him at all, and the two seemed to be really wasted.

"Okay, just leave Arbeloa alone, you can arrange it freely."

"Okay."

Arbeloa is close to Tang Zhenglong.

"Don, I have good news for you."

"What's the good news?"

"I'll defend you alone."

"But there's the bad news, which is that you don't have the ball at all."

Tang Zhenglong Khan died.

"I miss Marcelo, he's simpler than you, and I like simple kids."

The Chinese team worked hard to grab the ball, but Spain was like a Go master, always one step ahead and disposed of the ball.

Sergio Busquets took the ball, this time he didn't know which tendon was wrong, and he was a little slower under his feet.

Han Peng immediately flew over.

Busquets was afraid of being injured, so he dodged, and it was this dodge that the ball fell to Han Peng's feet.

"Brother Long, I broke the ball."

Without a hint of hesitation, Han Peng passed.

Tang Zhenglong saw it and immediately started.

"Arbeloa, I want to give you bad news too."

“……”

Arbeloa knows what Tang Zhenglong means, that is, when he is in the club, he can't defend one-on-one, and he can't prevent Tang Zhenglong.

Tang Zhenglong takes the ball.

Bosque was shocked.

"Won't it be impossible to prevent it?"

Sure enough, Arbeloa was held down in a position.

Pique rushed in from the other side, he was Spain's last hope, and if he couldn't break the ball, then Tang Zhenglong was a one-man knife in the past.

"Hahaha, Spain is careless, the Chinese team's counterattack is coming, are you surprised?" Duan Xuan said with a smile.

Pique pressed Tang Zhenglong's running line, but at this time, Tang Zhenglong showed his ability to accelerate against the sky.

After taking the ball, Tang Zhenglong accelerated twice.

Arbeloya knew that it was not good, Tang Zhenglong's second acceleration could not be held back at all.

"I'm sorry, Don."

Arbeloa puts a shovel.

kicked on Tang Zhenglong's calf.

Yes!!!!

The whole audience was shocked, this scene was too violent, and this was a goal that ruined the Chinese team.

The referee ran over and there was no doubt that Arbeloa was a red card.

Bosque covered his head.

The main right wing-back was sent off, which was too much of a loss.

Han Peng ran over and patted Tang Zhenglong, "Brother Long, you can get up, the opponent has been punished, you acted well." ”

"Play Nima! I was really hurting. ”

“……”

"Isn't it really hurt?"

"It really hurts this time."

The team doctor entered the field, and after a simple diagnosis, Zhu Guanghu got a thunderbolt news - Tang Zhenglong could not continue to play.

Zhu Guanghu was stunned for a full minute, unable to say a word.

"Could it be misdiagnosed, that guy likes to fake falls the most."

"Director Zhu, this time it's true, let's replace it."

Originally, the opponent ate a red card, Zhu Guanghu was secretly happy, but ...... The blow came too suddenly.

Tang Zhenglong was carried off on a stretcher.

Woooooooooooo

I didn't expect my first World Cup to end like this, the players still have a number of their bodies, even if the Chinese team advances, it is impossible for them to recover from their injuries in the short term.

Tang Zhenglong was so sad that he cried.

Also in tears were tens of thousands of Chinese fans at the scene.

All the players on the bench of the Chinese team stood up and gathered on the stretcher.

"Brother Long."

"Brother Long."

The team doctor accompanied Tang Zhenglong and immediately sent him to the hospital for an MRI to determine whether there were any fractures.

Duan Xuan choked up.

This scene is too similar to the 2008 Olympic Games, the scene when Liu Feiren left the game, the whole country was crying.

"I hope Tang Zhenglong is nothing big and can catch up with the next game of the Chinese team."

In the stands, Fermina wooden.

"Fermina, are you alright? Why don't you blow a vuvuzula and have fun? ”

Fermina stood up, "Let's go, go to the hospital." ”

"Now?"

"Of course, are you still in the mood to keep watching?"

"Okay."