Chapter 904 Take Your Complacency and Leave! Advance!

woo woo woo woo,

woo woo woo woo,

The sound of vuvuzelas was like billions of flies flying into the stadium instantly! This time, Chinese fans used vuvuzelas to celebrate Dong Fangzhuo's goal.

When they scored the first goal, they were still not used to this kind of thing, but with this goal they blew the vuvuzela over.

All the anger and depression in the last moments of the first half were vented at this moment.

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

The hero's name resounded throughout the stadium, and the deafening sound seemed to collapse the stadium.

The Chinese fans in front of the TV were even more excited. At that moment, in the middle of the night, everyone in the city was in climax. The whole stadium was filled with thunderous cheers, piercing the night sky like an atomic bomb explosion.

Old man Krauchen finally couldn't restrain his excitement and jumped directly on the team leader Zhu Heyuan, kissing Zhu Heyuan several times on the face.

In the stands, the injured Sun Jihai raised his arms and habitually grabbed a black girl next to him and kissed her...

The sunset in Polokwane is beautiful, but in the eyes of French fans, this is the bloody setting sun, like the gurgling blood left by the French team, who are about to die.

Platini covered his face with his hands to cover up all the pain and prevent himself from being too embarrassed in front of everyone.

Under the Eiffel Tower in France, all the French fans looked pessimistic. Some French fans even scolded Dong Fangzhuo several times on the spot. However, most fans chose to scold Gala and Sagna because they were the best. The main culprit behind the tragedy.

The French team fell behind again. This time, Domenech finally lost his composure and could no longer pretend to be calm. His body was shaking.

Why!

Why are you lagging behind again!

It's so disappointing, these bastards, they don't deserve to be the French international.

He was angry and roaring in his heart, and he was quite dissatisfied with the players on the field.

God has given us a chance,

Even twice, but what are you doing? Unrepentant!

No, France needs at least a draw.

can not be like this!

He turned and began searching the bench. He needs to find a hero to step up, and the French team needs a hero.

Not the guy who just came on the field, not everyone on the field.

He needs Wiltord and Trezeguet, but none of these people are in the national team.

he,

Yes,

Just Henry.

At that moment, he denied all his previous judgments. Since no one was a hero, Henry was the only one. He seemed to have forgotten that he had reversed his decision to let Henry play before the game. He now wanted to pin all his hopes on Henry.

This is not my own expectation. The French all hope that Henry will save the French team.

Okay, then I'll give you a chance now. You still have more than twenty minutes, you can do it...

Henry finally took off his coat and began to warm up.

The camera focused on Henry. Henry's eyes were calm, even a little tired. When he took off his coat, he looked a little careless.

There was so little time left for him that he was even forgotten by Domenech.

He began to move step by step, gradually increasing his speed, and Domenech was sure to send him out soon.

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"Oh, it's a little late."

"Henry should be brought on at the beginning of the second half!"

"There isn't much time left for him, only about 20 minutes."

"The hope of the French lies in him."

"Although a draw does not give us the initiative, it is better than losing..."

Lizarazu also lost confidence. It seemed that the scene in 2002 was about to happen again. Although the situation now is far less bad than that time and France had not really been eliminated, the feeling of not being able to control its destiny was really terrible. .

Henry had only warmed up on the sidelines for less than two minutes before he came on to replace Govu.

"Henry,"

"Actually, if we are to be more rigorous, he is already 33 years old. How much fighting power does he still have as a player who will leave for the American Major League next season? His name is very scary, and he is a legend, but he may not be able to save the French team. .The younger Anelka couldn’t, can he?”

"As long as we focus on defense and keep an eye on him, he won't be so scary."

After Henry came up, he and Ribery changed positions. Henry played on the left and Ribery played on the right.

The French team had to press out all its forces again, but Krauchen still did not make any moves and did not replace anyone. Now it seems that these players on the field are performing well, and Krauchen does not want to disturb these balances.

Even though Zheng Zhi got a yellow card and Li Weifeng also got a yellow card, he dared to let them stay on the court. Of course, Chen Tao, Hao Junmin, Qu Bo, Zhou Haibin, etc. on the sidelines have been warming up and are ready to play at any time.

Henry got the ball quickly after coming up, but he did not choose to break through Zhang Linpeng from the left, but chose to cross the middle. Zhang Linpeng himself was a little surprised. Shouldn't the emperor have dribbled the ball towards him?

Not really?

The ball was passed to Malouda, who passed the ball to Ribery in the middle. Ribery swept the ball to the center. Gignac directly volleyed the ball without adjusting, and the ball went over the crossbar.

After wasting this attack, the Chinese team controlled the ball at their feet again. The French players became anxious and kept flying at the Chinese players' feet.

Even Henry was no exception. He even shoveled Huang Bowen directly in the 76th minute.

Huang Bowen screamed in pain, and the referee directly gave Henry a yellow card.

"God, I asked you to come up and shoot, not to receive the card!"

"You should shoot!"

French fans are also irrational. This accusation is quite unreasonable and harsh.

The Chinese team safely kicked the ball back to Feng Xiaoting. Feng Xiaoting and Li Weifeng made consecutive kicks without intending to pass the ball forward. Deafening boos immediately erupted from the stands.

This is obviously to delay the game and to fight passively. Of course, French fans are not willing to do so.

"The defense did a good job. After all, we are in the lead. If we can control the ball, we should control it as much as possible. We cannot give the ball away easily. It is useless for the French to boo."

"Now even Dong Fangzhuo has returned to the Chinese team's half, and he needs to join the defense."

There was no other way. The French players could only continue to pounce on the ball, trying to steal the ball from the feet of the Chinese team. Li Weifeng could only drive the ball forward with his big foot, but he did not drive the ball towards the center, but walked to the side.

Feng Renliang and French captain Evra fought to the death, but the ball flew directly out of the sideline.

Evra rushed outside to pick up the ball, and just as he was about to throw it out, the whistle sounded.

The Chinese team finally started to make substitutions, with Chen Tao on and Gao Lin on the bottom.

"Chen Tao?"

"Is this asking Dong Fangzhuo to play forward?"

"It should be like this. There are still ten minutes left. Let Dong Fangzhuo go up and rush to suppress the French team's defense and prevent them from pressing too much."

Gao Lin walked very slowly when he came off the field, like taking a walk, completely ignoring the boos from the French fans in the audience. This was of course another time-delaying tactic.

Not only that, Gao Lin also raised his hands and applauded gently!

"Gao Lin tried his best today. Although he has no credit, he must have worked hard. He still played a restraining role in the frontcourt today, although he also missed the scoring opportunity..."

Ribery was unwilling and went to the referee to protest. However, this was not against the rules and his protest was of no use.

Finally, Chen Tao came on the court, Evra threw a throw-in, and Feng Renliang fouled in the frontcourt.

beep,

The game was interrupted again.

Then, something happened that made the French even more angry. The Chinese team raised a substitution sign again. Zhou Haibin came on and Huang Bowen came off.

The French live broadcast room finally cursed.

"Asshole, the German's tactics are so shameless. He can't just change two people at once. Does he have to change them one by one?"

"I've never seen such a shameless tactic!"

When Huang Bowen came off the field, he walked even slower than Gao Lin...

After such a toss-up, the game came to the 83rd minute, leaving even less time for the French team. The game resumed, and Diaby handed the ball to Henry on the left. Henry dribbled the ball in front of Zhang Linpeng and took a false shot before sweeping the ball to the center.

"Farke!"

"This guy……"

French fans are helpless, is this still the all-powerful Henry?

Why not break through!

French fans are dissatisfied again.

However, they forgot that Henry was already 34 years old...

The ball finally came to Ribery's feet. Ribery took the ball in the middle of the penalty area, continuously crossed the left side of the penalty area, and finally forced a shot from the corner of the penalty area.

But how can a shot in front of him be easily scored?

The ball was too high. Zeng Cheng slowly picked it up and was about to kick it out when he found Zheng Zhi had fallen.

The captain of the Chinese team fell.

"Zheng Zhi has cramps."

"Ahem, he has cramps."

"This is not good..."

Zheng Zhi covered his left calf with both hands and moaned in pain on the turf.

Dong Fangzhuo was right next to him. He walked over and grabbed Zheng Zhi's left foot in a decent manner and helped him press the leg. From the beginning to the end, Zheng Zhi closed his eyes tightly in pain.

"Go to hell, Chinese."

"Is there anyone more shameless than you?"

"Stand up quickly, stop acting, you are too ugly!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, can't you have a little bit of a spirit of fair play?"

Time ticked, and another few minutes slipped away.

"There is not much time left for the French team, there are still 4 minutes left."

Zheng Zhi finally got up without any problems, even though he didn't look like he was having cramps. People all over the country knew that Zheng Zhi had not chosen the wrong name. He was indeed very wise!

Zeng Cheng kicked the ball out with his big foot. This time the French team really pressed forward with their entire army and made a last-ditch effort. Dong Fangzhuo fought for the top at the front, but Gala and Abidal still grabbed the ball.

Malouda got the ball in the middle. He gave up hope on Henry. Instead, he passed the ball to Ribery and rushed forward himself. back-court? I can no longer care about so much.

Ribery, with an angry look on his face, was still walking fast. Zhu Ting, who was guarding the left wing, finally couldn't keep up with Ribery's footsteps. But thanks to Huang Bowen's defense, no matter how good Ribery was, he couldn't pass people continuously. Although he tried his best to get rid of Huang Bowen again, Zheng Zhi intercepted the ball in the middle.

The French team is in complete chaos...

Zheng Zhi handed the ball to Chen Tao. At this time, there was no one around Chen Tao?

Diaby ran towards him, but how could Chen Tao, who had just come up, let him get close? He rushed forward with the ball for more than ten meters. Abidal and Gala did not dare to rush forward because Dong Fangzhuo was on top of them. between.

For them, what is the most terrifying thing about Dong Fangzhuo at this time, and who is Chen Tao?

But Chen Tao likes this. If you don't come over, then I will keep bringing the ball forward.

Therefore, he quickly rushed to the French team's penalty area and flicked the outside of his right foot.

Feng Renliang and the captain of the French team are fighting again!

call,

call,

The two men gasped for air, and without letting the other go, they once again rushed into the right side of the French team's penalty area at the same time.

It was very similar to the opening of the first half. Both of them wanted to grab the ball first, but this time, Feng Renliang made the first move!

Snapped,

He fell first...

"Idiot!"

"Feng Renliang..."

The referee didn't call it!

The ball bounced off his foot.

Diaby stopped the ball, panting, and turned around.

boom

Zheng Zhi actually hit him hard.

beep,

Foul.

Then, under the gaze of hundreds of millions of people across the country, Zheng Zhi received a yellow card again, two yellows turned into one red, and he was expelled with a red card.

"this……"

"Is this guy shuffling the cards on purpose?"

Zheng Zhi climbed up from the turf, walked to the referee, and explained very gently...

There were a lot of beeps, but the referee still expelled him from the field, but there was one more thing. He took off the captain's armband and put it on Dong Fangzhuo seriously.

"One more minute,"

"Hold it..."

After Zheng Zhi came off the field, the French immediately kicked the ball forward, leaving them with very little time! Only 2 minutes of injury time.

Diaby holds the ball in the middle, and all the French players have passed the half-court, but the Chinese team has also retreated, and they are all densely packed with Chinese players. Diaby was also in a daze, not knowing who to pass the ball to.

After all, he still saw Henry out of habit. Henry was cruising from the left to the center. On the right side, Ribery raised his hands high. Diaby could not see it, and he pushed the ball towards Henry.

Whoosh

However, Zhang Linpeng quickly grabbed the ball in front of Henry and intercepted it!

"pretty!"

It's just Zhang Linpeng's most beautiful performance in this game!

Perfect, amazing.

Swish

He could actually hit a ground ball, and it was Feng Renliang who asked for it.

Feng Renliang rushed forward quickly!

This time, Dong Fangzhuo did not rush forward because he was defending in the penalty area. There was only Feng Renliang.

"What an opportunity!"

"What an opportunity!"

Chinese fans are very excited!

Feng Renliang quickly caught up with the ball. Abidal kept retreating until inside the penalty area, where he met Feng Renliang who came from the right.

Feng Renliang's left foot moved the ball to the left, easily shaking Abidal away, and then immediately kicked off with his left foot!

Gala couldn't care so much anymore and put the shovel down immediately!

But after Feng Renliang's left foot fell, he flicked the instep to the left again...

Beep!

This time, the referee finally showed his sharp eyes.

"Penalty kick!"

"Penalty kick!"

"Dong Fangzhuo is possessed!"

"Feng Renliang got rid of Abidal and Gallas in the penalty area and created a penalty kick opportunity. This time the referee made no mistake in the penalty. He decisively awarded the penalty kick to the Chinese team!"

"Dong Fangzhuo will definitely be able to score this penalty kick, and the French team will cry."

"If they lose to the Chinese team 1:3, then they will basically be done with it, leaving only theoretical hope."

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"It's over, I'm done playing..."

"It's not about losing a game anymore."

Lizarazu leaned back slumped in his chair. He no longer had any strength, and the explanation had lost all meaning.

Now, all French people are watching helplessly as the French team is being executed...

This is lying on the guillotine, waiting for the executioner Dong Fangzhuo to behead.

"Dong Fangzhuo, his penalty kicks are 90% sure and he will never miss them."

"In this way, the Chinese team will become the first team in the World Cup to advance to the top 16 of the World Cup, and they will not be able to escape with three points."

"Hey, it doesn't seem like Dong Fangzhuo is here to punish?"

Dong Fangzhuo waved to Feng Renliang.

"Xiao Feng, you come to punish me."

"Brother Dong? Are you sure?" Feng Renliang was not frightened, but quite excited and couldn't believe his ears.

"Should I punish you?"

"Yes, you performed so well, this ball belongs to you."

"Yes." After receiving the confirmation, Feng Renliang became serious.

"Feng Renliang..."

"Xiao Feng can also take a penalty. Anyway, this goal does not affect the overall situation. It doesn't matter whether he scores or not. It's just that Dong Fangzhuo could have scored 6 goals..."

"Feng Renliang has a big heart, he can also hit the ball in."

"Once upon a time, the Chinese team didn't care about a penalty kick?"

Although the French players were standing outside the penalty area, their eyes had completely dimmed. It is estimated that even if the penalty kick was saved, they would not be willing to take it again.

Because there is no time.

Feng Renliang stood outside the penalty area, taking small steps in place. He couldn't wait for the referee to blow the whistle.

beep,

He started,

He rushed towards the ball and hit the ball resolutely with his right foot. However, the next moment, the flight path of the ball was beyond everyone's expectation.

spoon!

You actually kicked out a spoon!

ah!

Feng Renliang!

Surprise for all Chinese fans! surprise! Marvel!

"Feng Renliang!"

"You don't just have a big heart..."

The ball flew into the goal as expected, and there was nothing Lloris could do.

"Feng Renliang..."

Dong Fangzhuo was also shocked by Feng Renliang...

This kid, we can't let him take penalty kicks indiscriminately in the future, it's dangerous!

beep,

beep,

beep,

The game is over!

"it's over!"

"The game is over!"

"The Chinese team defeated the French team 3:1, winning both games and accumulating 6 points, becoming the first national team to advance to the top 16 of the World Cup in South Africa. Now, we can celebrate..."

"The outstanding performance of Dong Fangzhuo and Feng Renliang gave us a big victory."

"France, goodbye!"

"Take your stubbornness and leave South Africa!"