Chapter 901: Marseille Spins, Dazzles, Beats France

"The ball went in!!!"

"Dong Fangzhuo,"

"He scored his fourth goal of the tournament."

"Dong Fangzhuo scored the French team's goal in just 3 minutes. Half of the credit for this goal goes to Feng Renliang. This kid's breakthrough is so beautiful. I have never seen the live broadcast of his game before, so everyone is so excited about Feng Renliang's current performance. I don’t know much about his technical level. But in fact, Feng Renliang’s skills at his feet are quite gorgeous. We once had a program about him in "World Football" and we made a video at that time, which included his awesome skills. The tail is extraordinary, but I have never seen him reverse the cow's tail. I believe when he did it just now, almost everyone was confused. I thought only Neymar of Brazil could do it. He is less than 18 years old. It’s not surprising that Neymar often makes such moves in the Brazilian league, but Feng Renliang was really surprised.”

"Feng Renliang told the world with his superb foot skills that Chinese players can also use their skills to the extreme! The moment he passed Evra and the others, the whole world was drunk..."

"Xiao Feng!"

After scoring the goal, Dong Fangzhuo took the initiative to run towards Feng Renliang.

"This person is so beautiful!"

"That's right, boldly show your strongest side, this is the highest stage of football!"

Dong Fangzhuo encouraged Feng Renliang a lot. When he was in Europe, he would chat with Feng Renliang basically every week, talk about their hearts, and give him some advice on playing football. Because he knows that traveling in Europe is painful, lonely, and long. Especially when a person has not made a name for himself, his mood will always become restless. Dong Fangzhuo is someone who has been through this before, and he understands, so he always spares no effort to take good care of everyone spiritually.

At this time, Feng Renliang was growing very well.

why?

Why is this happening?

The moment Dong Fangzhuo scored, French fans didn't want to believe that the French team had just lost the ball, so embarrassingly, so easily. They came all the way here, not to witness the French team being beaten. They wanted to see France sprint towards the Hercules Cup again.

Is this still the strong French team we are familiar with?

Is it like this in one game, or is this the same performance in two games? Although conceding goals is inevitable, is your performance worthy of the jersey you wear?

Whether it’s Diaby or Evra,

Jarra and Tulalang were still trying to mark Dong Fangzhuo in the penalty area, and they felt unreal. The morale that Domenech had finally raised in the locker room seemed to be lost in an instant.

Ribery stood near the midline, his eyes glaring, his teeth grinding, his whole face almost distorted, the scar on the left side of his face was shaking constantly, and the flames of anger and unwillingness were burning in his heart.

No,

don't want!

Can't be eliminated!

What are you doing!

The French team fell behind. Do you know what this result means? No, I don’t want this shame, I can’t lose again!

His fists clenched loudly...

He scanned the audience, only to find that his teammates were far less indignant than he was. Anelka's expression looked so dull, Govou was walking back with his head lowered, and Malouda kept shaking his head with his hands on his hips.

Only Evra, wearing the captain's armband, remained firm in his steps, with light shining in his dark eyes.

The camera of the French sports channel was focused on Henry, whose face was full of anxiety. His hands were tightly grasping the chair, and he wanted to go into battle immediately. But Lian Po was old, could he still survive?

Even Platini in the VIP seat had an unnatural expression on his face. Although he is the president of UEFA, he is also a French fan.

In the French live broadcast room, Lizarazu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said sadly:

"This is the worst moment."

"Everything we worried about before the game finally came true."

"The Chinese have gained the upper hand, the French team has fallen into sudden death mode, and Domenech's team has encountered unprecedented difficulties. The only thing that gives us a little comfort is that there is still a lot of time left for us. Now Domenech must To mobilize the morale of the entire team, no time should be wasted.”

"Nah, I couldn't believe my eyes. Feng Renliang's breakthrough was so exciting. I thought I saw Ronaldinho. Where did he learn this technique?"

"This is the first time I have discovered that Dong Fangzhuo was upstaged by his teammates. Although he scored a goal, Feng Renliang's breakthrough was the highlight."

"I finally understand why Krauchen wanted Feng Renliang to appear, just because of this!"

"Feng Renliang, who is less than 21 years old, is completely a superstar..."

beep,

The game starts again.

Anelka pushed the ball to Ribery and rushed forward. Ribery handed the ball back to Diaby but did not move forward. Although he was not the captain, he still couldn't help shouting. After a few words, he waved his right hand, driving his teammates forward to attack. If he were at Bayern Munich, he wouldn't have to say this, but in the French team, he really wanted to whip his teammates for being too slow! The pace of advancement was a snail's pace.

With no choice, Ribery approached his teammates again and asked for the ball back. He looked up and decided to pass the ball over the top!

Whoosh,

The ball he passed accurately flew into the left side of the Chinese team's penalty area.

Zhang Linpeng and Ge Wu caught up with the ball almost at the same time, but Zhang Linpeng did not have the advantage. Instead, he was pushed aside by Ge Wu, who volleyed directly!

boom,

The perfect anti-aircraft gun!

France quickly missed a great opportunity.

The French fans in the stands let out a huge sigh. If Govou scored the goal, wouldn't the French team equalize?

"Li Weifeng and Feng Xiaoting should come over to help defend. Zhang Linpeng's defense is a bit difficult on his own. Zheng Zhi and Huang Bowen in front came over in time to protect."

"Ribery and the others probably identified the Chinese team's defensive weakness on the right side."

"Sun Jihai's injury has still affected the Chinese team's right defense. It is said that the Football Association has reported to FIFA and the World Cup Organizing Committee, hoping to add a player. I don't know if it can be passed. I don't think so. It’s bad because there is no precedent.”

Li Weifeng came over and patted Zhang Linpeng on the shoulder to show encouragement. Zeng Cheng did not kick the ball out, but handed it to Zhu Ting on the left. Zhu Ting was not as excited as in the last game and dared to run forward with the ball. Instead, he handed it to Zhao Xuri very simply. When Zhao Xuri got here, there was not much space to get the ball. Malouda pressed forward and Zhao Xuri Just choose a cross pass or a back pass.

Soon the entire French team was forced into the frontcourt, and the Chinese team still had to kick the ball out. Gao Lin was alone in front and could not form a confrontation with Gala and Abidal. In the confrontation, Gala was very He easily tipped the ball to Tulalang. Tulalang had no other ideas and went straight to Ribery!

Ribery is their biggest leg and offensive core, which Tulalan is very clear about. Ribery's running range is quite large, almost covering the left, right and center.

As soon as Ribery stopped the ball, he immediately sent a through ball forward with his right foot. Anelka, who was running, understood the idea and cut diagonally from the center to the right, blocking Feng Xiaoting's position and receiving the ball at the same time. Then he immediately fired with his right foot. force!

Boom

Although the angle was not great, he still forced the shot!

The ball hit the side netting, and Gewu, who ran to the left, spread his hands with a depressed look on his face.

Anelka must be blind...

He didn't pass the ball crosswise!

Govu never thought that he had not passed the ball to Anelka before, right?

The Chinese team got the ball back, but the offensive progress was still slow. Although they were one goal ahead, they were actually very experienced and played very calmly. Zheng Zhi and Dong Fangzhuo returned to the half court at the same time to strengthen the control of the midfield. After Zheng Zhi got the ball, he and Dong Fangzhuo continued to hit the wall and advanced to the French backcourt.

Tularan, Diaby, and Malouda didn't dare to neglect. The three of them were approaching at the same time. Zheng Zhi poked with his toes. Dong Fangzhuo didn't wait for the ball to come. He took a step in the direction of the ball alertly and stepped on the ball with his right foot. Then he turned around and pulled.

"Slalom Marseille!"

"pretty!"

Dong Fangzhuo passed Tularan and Diaby gracefully.

The French fans' faces instantly darkened, "You are not Zidane!"

Well, I miss Zidane so much.

But at this moment, Dong Fangzhuo is using Zidane's stunts to tease the French team. I really want to cry...

But before they finished sighing, Dong Fangzhuo sent a direct pass!

Gao Lin staggered while carrying Gala, and finally struggled to get a position. Not daring to delay at all, he poked the ball with his toes, and the ball rolled back. Dong Fangzhuo rushed forward with great strides.

The gun mount is ready!

boom!

A powerful and heavy shot.

call,

The ball roared straight towards the goal like a cannonball. With a bang, Abidal's strong body blocked the ball!

Well done, goalkeeper Lloris held the ball in his arms angrily.

I looked up and saw Ribery waving!

The ball was thrown out by Lloris and it was looking for Ribery.

After a few rustling sounds, Huang Bowen rushed over quickly, jumped ahead of Ribery, and directly headed the ball to Zheng Zhi with his head. Ribery failed to get the ball.

But the speed of the ball was too slow. Zheng Zhi waited until the ball hit the ground when Gewu appeared next to him and hit him hard.

beep,

Ge Wu committed a foul and was a little embarrassed, but he finally stopped the Chinese team's attack.

"From 35 meters away, will Dong Fangzhuo shoot directly?"

The French players were facing a formidable enemy and formed a thick wall in front of the goal. Dong Fangzhuo extended the running distance very far...

beep,

The referee blew his whistle and Dong Fangzhuo rushed to the ball.

The French players on the wall instantly turned sideways and covered their vital parts.

rustle……

A ground-breaking pass!

Dong Fangzhuo's shooting action was extremely exaggerated, but in the end it was a pass.

"ah!"

"Right!"

Feng Renliang quickly jumped in from the right and easily got the ball. There was no one around to defend him.

With just one step forward, he entered the French team's penalty area.

The French team's entire defensive system was disrupted.

"Feng Renliang!"

At that moment, everyone was buzzing around like headless flies...