"Ukaze!!"

A shout came out of the players' tunnel, and Vertonghen instantly rushed over at the speed of a full sprint, spreading his arms towards Chen Yufeng from afar.

“Yeahhhhh……！！”

The cheers from the Belgian fans continued, with countless people turning their attention to Vertonghen and throwing punches at him.

At this moment, Vertonghen seemed to carry the emotions of all Belgian fans, and rushed to Chen Yufeng with great excitement, and jumped high directly towards Chen Yufeng's body.

Vertonghen is still relatively tall and weighs a lot, which almost knocked Chen Yufeng down.

"Hahahaha!"

The two immediately burst into laughter, and Vertonghen cried with joy, "Are we going to make it to the final?" Is it us? ”

"It's us!" Chen Yufeng hugged Vertonghen tightly and slapped his right hand against the innocent player who had been injured in today's game.

The Belgian players in the audience also put down everything else at this moment, and rushed towards Chen Yufeng with shouting.

“Yeahh！！”

Mr. Wilmots was no exception at the moment, rushing straight out of the dugout, followed by countless substitutes.

"Chen Yufeng, you are simply my god!" Romelu Lukaku was the fastest runner, and he quickly overtook Wilmots and came to Chen's side first.

It was a carnival for the Belgian team, and it was another afterlife after they were put to death.

It can be said that Chen Yufeng's goal directly reversed all the disadvantages of Belgium and made them the winner!

It was a stunning goal!

"Raise the flag! Don't you love to raise flags? Lift, lift this ball again, Chen Yufeng is offside! ”

Carrasco, who was wearing a substitute vest, came up to the linesman and waved angrily at him, "Why don't you lift it?" Busy! You can lift it up! ”

"Whistle! Foul! ”

Unexpectedly, even Mertens, who had always had opinions on Chen Yufeng before, yelled at this time and approached the referee on the field directly, "Do you like to give penalties?" Keep giving! ”

It was a very unusual move, but it also shows that his emotions were also mobilized with this goal.

It wasn't just a carnival moment for the Belgian team, it was also a moment for them to let out the anger they had suffered in this game, and everyone was shouting and venting at this time.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, forcing the referee and the linesman to retreat again and again, and even the courage to draw cards no longer existed.

"The ball is in! Chen Yufeng's goal in the 90th minute! Belgium is 3-2 ahead! ”

In the CCTV commentary seat, He Wei's passionate voice sounded, "This is a killer goal!" After experiencing ups and downs, the Belgian team finally overtook the score! ”

"It's really a very good chance that it will be a goal that will seal the victory, even if the Belgian only has 10 men at the moment, but the inspiration from the goal will definitely make them excited to complete the final defense!"

Chen Yufeng stood up again! It's a superstar level of play! This is enough to compete for the Puskas Prize! ”

'It's beautiful, we have to congratulate Belgium in this last minute, they played a good game and some factors off the pitch didn't interfere with them!'

“……”

In the square outside the stadium, the screens are still delayed, but the fans on both sides here have already heard the sound inside the stadium.

They suddenly became nervous, and the fans on both sides were holding their hands tightly and looking at the field.

"Nani! He also wants to break through! Fell, is there a penalty?! ”

"No, the referee signaled the game to continue, the Belgian team's attack, Chen Yufeng received the ball! He dribbled the ball towards Portugal's backfield. ”

Listening to the excitement of the commentary, and watching Chen Yufeng break forward unstoppably on the screen, the Belgian fans opened their mouths wide and couldn't help but think of a possibility......

Don't...... Chen Yufeng broke the door in one go?

Many of them covered their faces, and their legs trembled in their eagerness.

"Nope! No! You can't tell us that's going to happen! ”

The Portuguese fans were completely panicked, and the dense number of defenders at the back was their only consolation at the moment.

That shouldn't be possible, right?

Chen Yufeng has the ability to dribble and break through, but his physical fitness has not been very good, so he can't say that he still has the physical strength to cross the whole court in 90 minutes, right?

That's not him!

Then, everyone began to listen to the voice of the commentary, and their eyes were fixed on the figure of No. 6.

“One，Two，Three…… Four！！ ”

"He's still going on, is he going to keep passing? Oh......!! ”

"José Fonte had no ability to resist, and Patricio fell to the ground! Oooooo ”

“Gooooooaaaaallll……！！”

With the long shout of the final word, all the Belgian fans in red at the scene spilled the beer in their hands into the sky, jumping up and down in place with great excitement.

Their original mood of falling to the bottom of the valley instantly climbed up at this moment and came to a climax!

"The referee won, Portugal lost!!"

"Keep yelling!"

"We're in the finals! Chen Yufeng! ”

"It's just a patchwork team, can't a patchwork team beat your traditional giants? We're leaving! ”

"Eleven beats ten are ...... No! Seven fights and one is counter-killed, will you kick or not! ”

"Hold on to victory! We're going to the Stade de France! ”

“……”

Everyone shouted to the Portuguese fans on the other side, and the latter crowd quickly fell silent, everyone's faces turned green in an instant, and they crouched down in disappointment with their heads in their hands.

The celebratory figures of Chen Yufeng and the Belgian team and the constant noise in their ears hit their minds over and over again, making them feel that the whole world has collapsed.

2-2 draw, the opposite side was sent off, Portugal was killed?

"God ......"

"If Portugal can't qualify in your instructions, then why can't they eliminate us early, and let us get to where we are now, and then be dramatically ended by our opponents when the situation is good."

"This shouldn't be the way you should choose, it's painful for us, it's hell!"

There are elderly Portuguese people holding the replica trophy of the European Cup champion and shedding unwilling tears in the same place.

If the old people are like this, the young people will be even more devastated.

They have faith, and they've watched this team all the way.

With the championship fight one step away, do we have to choose such a painful way to end?

…………

"Beep!"

On the Stade de Bordeaux, the fourth official on the sidelines also lifted the stoppage time as the referee blew the whistle for the resumption of the game.

Two minutes of stoppage time in the second half was the Portuguese's last chance.

"Bang!"

José Fonte kicked the ball forward in a bit of a distraction, and then dragged his weak body towards the Belgian back, trying to get involved.

Chen Yufeng didn't have the idea of charging anymore at this time, and hurried back to help the team defend.

Portugal's bombardment has begun, and if they fail to score in the final two minutes, they will have the most painful way to leave.

"Kick the ball in the air! The higher, the farther, the better! Chen Yufeng's shout sounded, in fact, he didn't say it, in fact, the Belgian players also knew.

This way, don't think about what you have and don't have.

It's only one hundred and twenty seconds, and with a big kick to clear the siege, there is a high probability that it will take seven or eight seconds.

Wait until the opponent stops the ball and then turns to the front court, forming a chance, maybe twenty seconds have passed.

"Bang!!"

"Bang!!"

Kick after kick of the cross made its way into the Belgian box, only to be cleared by them headless and straight towards Patricio.

In this way, time came to the real final moment in silence.

The anxious Portuguese team even let goalkeeper Patricio come out and directly participate in the attack in the front court.

"Bang!"

As Nani delivered a final cross from the flank, the players on the Portuguese bench on the sidelines stared wide-eyed into the box, expecting the man to save them.

"Bang!"

It's a pity that the football was directly defended by Chen Yufeng, who was defending at the front point, jumped high and flew out overhead.

The referee looked at his watch and put the whistle to his mouth.

"Nope! We have one more chance to attack and you can't blow the whistle right now! ”

Eder on the Portuguese bench, a very young and impactful youngster, is squatting on the ground at the moment, with tears streaming down his face.

"Beep! Beep! Beep ——! ”

But how could his wail be heard by the referee, and how could it block the fact that the time was up.

With the sound of three long whistles, the battle of the semi-finals is coming to an end.

The full-time score, three to two!

Belgium got their first place in the final!

“Yeahhhhhh……！！”

The frantic shouts of the Belgian fans rang out again, and all the substitutes and coaches rushed to the field again at this moment, and most of them ran directly to their killer Chen Yufeng.

"No ......"

Portuguese teenager Eder sat on the sidelines of the pitch and suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if something he was destined to have suddenly disappeared.

"The game is over, Belgium are in the final!"

CCTV commentary seat, He Wei brewed his emotions and made the final commentary, "Congratulations to them, and please allow me to say that paragraph again." ”

"Who said that the world is cold and cruel, like the Belgians today, as long as you have a firm faith in your heart, be fully prepared, and keep your fighting spirit high!"

"The world maybe, maybe it will lift its cold veil and show a bright smile!"

"It was brutal, cold, even angry for the Belgians, but they still made it to the end and got the ticket to the final that countless European players could only dream of."

"If you are the last person to succeed, then all the hardships you went through before you succeeded will become the best conversation point for you in the future small talk, the most amazing story, the most attractive experience to admire or love."

"In football, it is not the strong who wins, but the winner."

'We can't talk about the strength of this Portugal team against Belgium anymore, the game between them is over.'

"In a few days, we'll be at the Stade de France and we'll see the Belgian team red again."

"Congratulations to them, and congratulations to Chen Yufeng!"

yesahhhh,ohhhh,gaaaooool,this is definitely not the number of water words,Brothers,No matter how long this is,Continuous repetition of words only counts 1,,

It's just my writing habit, and I want to describe the sound of the fans celebrating, so that everyone can feel more immersed and understand.

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