Chapter 101 Thirty-Eight-Year-Old Zheng Zhi Scored a Goal!
"The referee was still very cautious. He walked off the court again and looked at VAR again."
"However, why do I feel that Dong Fangzhuo deliberately kicked this ball into Hazard's hands?"
"The way you look at him, you're looking at Hazard's arm."
"Well, this is just my feeling..."
After Duan Xuanyi reminded him, the fans in front of the TV stretched their necks to watch the slow motion.
"Hey, that seems to be the case."
"But it's impossible, right? It's impossible to kick whenever you want."
"Don't lose your character, this is just a handball. If the referee thinks so, he will be in trouble."
"..."
Half a minute later, the referee returned to the court.
With a beep, the referee's right hand finally pointed towards Belgium's penalty area.
"Penalty kick!"
"The referee indeed awarded a penalty kick!"
"We finally have a chance to equalize the score." Huang Jianxiang didn't speak before. He didn't yell out until the referee confirmed the penalty kick.
After seeing this penalty, Hazard covered his face with his hands, and his whole mind went blank. He knew what this penalty meant, but he never thought that one day he would become a sinner. Although this penalty kick was unintentional, I felt bad!
The reality is cruel. When Dong Fangzhuo put the ball on the penalty spot, the Belgians could only pray that Dong Fangzhuo could not shoot the ball in, but Dong Fangzhuo's bad luck would not happen twice in a row.
In order to ensure that the quality of the turf would not affect his shooting, he deliberately stepped hard on the turf behind the ball several times. Once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years!
The helpless Courtois' forehead was covered with sweat. It was the first time he faced a penalty kick and he felt so nervous. After all, the shooter was not an ordinary person.
He could only take a gamble, and if he was right, he might still have a chance.
The Belgian fans in the stands were praying for him.
The Chinese fans all fell silent, not wanting to make any noise to disturb Dong Fangzhuo.
beep,
A loud whistle sounded.
Dong Fangzhuo stared at the ball and slowly took off. Before his right foot touched the ball, Courtois had already advanced to the left and pounced. There was no way, he couldn't wait for Dong Fangzhuo to shoot, otherwise it would be too late.
But it’s too late!
Because not only did he pounce in the wrong direction, he also misjudged Dong Fangzhuo's psychology.
The ball did not go to the left or right, but slowly flew into the goal from the middle. Courtois wishes his third leg could grow longer...
"Ouch~"
"spoon!"
“Perfect spoon~”
Huang Jianxiang broke out in a cold sweat.
"How dare you kick a spoon in such an important game! What if you miss the kick?"
"Fortunately I got in."
"2:2."
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"God,"
"Only he doesn't take this penalty kick seriously,"
"I believe there are not many players in the world who dare to kick like this. It's as powerful as Baggio who missed a penalty kick in the World Cup. No matter how tough his mental quality is, it's difficult to kick a penalty kick. Does Dong have a heart of steel?"
Lineker said shakily, then let out a long sigh of relief.
"The next step will still be bloody. Both sides will not stop attacking, at least the Belgians will not. They have long realized that only attacking has the hope of victory."
"But that's not necessarily the case for the Chinese team. They can play more conservatively."
"Hey, there's a substitution. Dong walked to the sidelines and communicated with the assistant coach."
Soon, Feng Jin left the game and Hao Junmin came up.
"If Feng Jin goes down, Dong Fangzhuo will be on the offensive line."
"Does Dong Fangzhuo's position need to be promoted?"
"If he can attract the defense of three players at any time, that is also a good thing for the Chinese team. There are still five players in the midfield, and he alone is Lu Bu and Sanying."
Conceding the goal was a foregone conclusion, and the Belgian players could only quickly adjust their emotions and face the next game again.
Hazard, who had just handballed the ball, immediately opened the gap on the left. Wang Gang was escaped by him with consecutive spikes, but Hazard did not pass the ball immediately, but dribbled the ball into the Chinese team's penalty area. This hesitation, Zheng Zhi blocked his breakthrough route, stretched his legs to block the ball out of the baseline, and formed a corner kick.
Lukaku at the far post raised his hands, looking a little dissatisfied. If Hazard had passed the ball earlier, he might have been able to grab the spot.
The camera showed De Bruyne, and his expression was a little unnatural, but he still ran to the corner flag.
Belgium invested a lot of offensive force. Even Kompany came up. Six players entered the penalty area of the Chinese team. The two points formed by Fellaini and Lukaku were particularly eye-catching. Naturally, they were surrounded by Dong Fangzhuo, Feng Xiaoting and Zheng Zhi were watching, and soon a third person rushed in. Kompany tried to break up Dong Fangzhuo's defense during the collision.
But when De Bruyne kicked off, the Belgian trio immediately squeezed towards the center, and De Bruyne's ball was also kicked towards the center!
This tactic is too slippery!
However, Dong Fangzhuo and the others were also quite focused. Only Feng Xiaoting was half a beat slower, but Wang Gang pulled him over, and finally they jumped three on three. Dong Fangzhuo and Lukaku hit the ball almost at the same time, and the ball bounced to Witsel on the right. , Witsel volleyed directly sideways with his right foot!
Flying into the sky with one kick!
It was Hazard's turn to wave his hands in the penalty area to express his dissatisfaction.
"Pass it to me!"
"Why don't you pass it to me?"
The atmosphere within Belgium is no longer harmonious, and there are signs of internal strife.
"Hazard and Lukaku each had one dissatisfaction, obviously thinking that the other side should pass the ball."
Huang Jianxiang keenly observed these two episodes.
"Once they fight among themselves,"
"It's a good thing for us. A disunited Belgium is not terrible. I'm afraid they are too united..."
The Chinese team relied on the numerical advantage in the midfield to advance step by step. Dong Fangzhuo attracted the defense of three Belgian defenders in front. In the end, Huang Bowen built a fort for Wu Xi. Wu Xi shot a cold shot in front of the penalty area. The ball hit Witsel and flew out of the baseline.
The Chinese team also got a chance to attack from a corner kick.
"There are too many corner kicks in this game. Both sides' attacks are too open, so there are a lot of corner kicks."
"Three players surrounded Dong Fangzhuo. This was the greatest treatment for him. Dong Fangzhuo used to take corner kicks, but now he leaves the opportunity for corner kicks to Huang Bowen."
"It is estimated that Huang Bowen will not pass the ball to him. He is just a cover. But even so, the Belgian players dare not be careless. They must keep an eye on Dong Fangzhuo. Once Dong Fangzhuo gets the ball, the consequences will be disastrous."
"Huang Bowen takes a corner kick!"
"Come forward!"
"Zheng Zhi!"
"The ball is in!"
"Zheng Zhi scored! 38-year-old Zheng Zhi scored!"