Less than a minute into the second half, the Chinese team got the opportunity. Zheng Zhi dribbled the ball to the front of the opponent's penalty area and then divided the ball to the side.

Xu Qi rushed forward and deliberately missed the ball. Jiang Ning beside him quickly received the ball and dribbled the ball and made a cross from the bottom.

Gao Lin, who had just started the field, directly grabbed the front point and topped the ball towards the goal before Vermullen.

The ball has a parabola line, jumping over the goalkeeper's head and then falling down, hanging towards the goal.

However, Belgian goalkeeper Bay still dragged the ball out of the crossbar with his palm in time.

"Beautiful! The Chinese team's substitution adjustment played a role in the second half. If this continues, the Chinese team will have a chance!" Commentator Liu Jianhong is the kind of person who always thinks that the Chinese team has a chance. As long as he sees the Chinese team having a chance to shoot, he seems to have seen a goal.

However, the hope he mentioned did not last for a few minutes. Less than ten minutes into the second half, the Chinese team suffered an extremely fatal blow.

Near the midfield sideline, Chinese team right-back Tan Wangsong kicked Belgian player Poconioli without any hesitation. The referee gave a red card directly!

Poconioli was also kicked hard by this kick, and he rested for a long time before he reappeared on the court.

"Oh, this is a big blow to the morale of the Chinese team. The score is behind and one less player is fighting. The situation is very unfavorable to the Chinese team!" Optimists Liu Jianhong seemed to feel that the game was getting further and further.

Xu Qi stared at the scene of the incident with helplessness. He did not see clearly what happened, but judging from Tan Wangsong's expression of the scene, his red card was not unfair at all.

"Oh my god, this ball is getting more and more difficult. I was at a disadvantage, and now I have one less person to fight." Xu Qi shook his head.

Subsequently, the Chinese team, which had one less player, could only barely regain its momentum and devote itself to the game.

But obviously, the players' hearts were a little dispersed. The red card just now made the whole team's mental outlook suddenly change and become a little decadent.

Xu Qi was still running there, and even if there was no hope for the ball, he would not give up.

He also has a European dream. He wants to play football in Europe. This game will always be seen by countless people around the world. Even if he doesn't win, he will leave the stadium with his head held high.

Only in this way can he be seen by European scouts and have the opportunity to play football in Europe.

Xu Qi is still taking the ball, breaking through, organizing, passing or shooting.

Although the threat is not great, he can now be regarded as the only player in the Chinese team who has a calm mind to deal with the ball.

But less than ten minutes later, the captain Zheng Zhi on the field did something uneasy again.

After entangling with the opponent's midfielder Weir Tongheng, Zheng Zhi slammed the opponent's face with his elbow in a relatively hidden way.

Xu Qi could see clearly this time, but he hoped that the referee would not see clearly.

However, the referee was still sharp-eyed and without hesitation, he took out the red card directly, without regard to the identity of the Chinese team's host.

Some players also went to argue with the referee, but it was useless.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with the Chinese team? Why were two people sent off in succession as soon as the second half?" Liu Jianhong felt unbelievable, "This time the captain Zheng Zhi was sent off. The Chinese team was in unprecedented big trouble!"

Under such circumstances, some fans have begun to leave the field, and it is estimated that many fans watching TV have started to change channels or turn off the TV.

One goal behind, nine people will face the challenge, and winning is simply an impossible task.

"Just make a fuss, I'd better kick my ball well." Xu Qi sighed helplessly and continued to enter the game state.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for most Chinese players to play wholeheartedly.

Even if the Chinese team replaced Zhao Xuri with Chen Tao to continue to strengthen the offense, the spirit of the entire team has changed, and such a substitution is of little significance.

Just a few minutes later, Zhou Haibin was intercepted by the Belgian team in the midfield. Obviously, the previous incident affected his attention.

After completing this interception, the Belgian team quickly launched a fast attack.

It was Dembele's breakthrough again and then the pass.

After Belgian striker Milaras got the ball in the middle, he directly shot a long shot outside the penalty area.

The ball passed through Feng Xiaoting and headed straight for the goal. Although Qiu Shengjiong saved it, because the ball was too fast, he still did not stop the ball from flying into the goal.

Two to zero!

"The game is over! The Chinese team has no hope!" Liu Jianhong shook his head and said. As an optimist, he felt that everything was over.

Of course there is no hope. Two goals behind and two fewer players, how can there be hope?

When 1-0, many people were still thinking that even if the Chinese team scored one draw in this game, it would be better if they scored one draw, but now, no one thinks that the score can be scored back.

Liu Jianhong hopes that the live broadcast will end like this!

This is a game broadcast live on CCTV Olympic Channel. At the same time, there are still many Chinese teams in the Olympic Games that have the strength to compete for gold. The Sports Channel is willing to broadcast this game live because it is obviously because the Chinese team performed well in the last game, defeated New Zealand and the influence of the sport of football.

But if they had known this would be the situation, they would definitely hope that the fewer people would see this kind of game, the better.

The Chinese team players look at me and I look at you, and I don’t know what to say.

Xu Qi quickly took the ball over and put it in the middle circle, waiting for the next kickoff.

"Hurry up, I don't want to end like that!" Xu Qi shouted, "You have to get in!"

When other players heard Xu Qi's words, they slowly started to stand and prepared to start the ball in the middle circle.

The sound of cheering the whole team on the spot has begun to change, and the voice of "Xie Yalong was dismissed!" began to resound throughout the audience.

All fans were helpless and angry about this situation.

They could only hit the anger on the person they hated the most, and that was naturally Xie Yalong, the chairman of the Football Association.

"Xie Yalong was dismissed!"

"Xie Yalong was dismissed!"

Xu Qi was a little silent. This is the environment he was in. No one likes the current environment of Chinese football. The person who was called to be dismissed was a sinner, but he was not the only sinner. He had no idea about where Chinese football went. Now he could only shake his head, remove the inexplicable ideas in his mind, and then play the next game with peace of mind.

For Xu Qi, he is just a player. All he wants to do is to devote himself to the game, complete this game, and not turn the next time into garbage time.

Even though many people turned off the TV, even if the fans on the scene began to leave the venue, even if the sound of "disbandment" spread throughout the venue.

He still wants to present the final performance to the fans who are still watching. This game is not over yet!

He has to keep running!

"Maybe the hope of the Chinese team winning is not great, but I hope the Chinese team can show off their spirit and fight for honor in the next time!" Liu Jianhong's mood also adjusted in time and returned to the optimist style, but there was also a little sadness in the commentary of the optimist.
Chapter completed!