Sun Pan was eventually sent off the court, but the rules require someone to guard the goal, so the Chinese team must replace a player on the court to get substitute goalkeeper Zengcheng to play.

So Gao Lin, who originally started the game, played for ten minutes and could only end up depressedly.

But the Chinese team's losses were not only that. The team's head coach Lippi was also directly sent to the stands by the referee because of too excited protests.

Now there is one less person on the Chinese team on the court. The most important referee is missing on the coach's seat on the side of the court, and a penalty kick has been awarded...

The hearts of many Chinese fans suddenly sank to the bottom.

Mark Wagner then took the penalty and kicked the penalty into the goal, and the Chinese team fell behind 0:1.

The conceding goal and the previous conflict completely disrupted the emotions of Chinese players. When the game started again, many people could not concentrate on the game.

The German team seized this opportunity and scored two goals in two minutes in a row in the 23rd and 24th minutes.

Rewrite the score to 3:0!

In the 26th minute, the German team scored another goal, 4:0!

Liu Jianhong was silent in the commentary seat, and the Chinese team fans in front of the TV were also silent.

The Germans on the court were celebrating their fourth goal, and not far away, the Chinese players bowed their heads.

Although the game only started for twenty-six minutes, in the eyes of many people, the Chinese team has been publicly sentenced to death, they are finished, the semi-finals have ended, and the German team has become the first team to enter the finals...

After taking a four-goal lead, the German team's offensive pace finally slowed down, and perhaps they felt that it was enough for them to win.

Although the pace has slowed down, the situation on the field is still under their firm control.

Until the end of the first half, the score did not change again, with the German team leading 4:0.

"I know the situation is difficult, but we still hope to see the young men of the Chinese team not give up easily. The game is not over yet, even if they are behind four goals..." Liu Jianhong said weakly. He himself didn't believe this. It was too difficult to fall behind four goals. Moreover, the Chinese team still lacked one person, and the head coach could not command on the spot.

The TV broadcast gave every Chinese player who ended up with a circle of shots. Every Chinese player who appeared in the picture lowered his head and walked into the passage quickly. Behind them were the excited singing and shouting of German fans.

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When the Chinese team players entered the locker room, Sun Pan was there. He had recovered from his anger when he was sent off, but his mood was not good either. After all, he saw the news that his team was scored four goals by his opponent in the locker room.

He wanted to apologize to his teammates for his mistake, but Zhou Yi stopped him: "This is not your fault, Panpan, you can only choose to foul that ball."

Sun Pan opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he was interrupted by Zhou Yi with a gesture: "Okay, no need to say it anymore. What is the situation now? I don't think I need to say it, everyone knows it. It's a bit ironic to think about it now. Yesterday we had a special meeting and said we would unify our thoughts and have a vote... The result is now..."

After hearing Zhou Yi say this, everyone in the locker room became even more depressed.

But Zhou Yi's voice rose: "But this is not the reason for us to give up. I know that there are many difficulties in front of us. If one of these difficulties is just enough to make others lose the game with peace of mind. But at that time, others were not us. It's nothing to fall behind by four balls, really, nothing, this is not what I said so because I pretended to be relaxed. Everyone, who has experienced despair?"

His rhetorical question made everyone in the locker room stunned for a moment. Then Yang Muge suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

"I've experienced it, everyone. I've experienced despair, and more than once. I've experienced four goals in the first half by the opponent, and I've really experienced it. When I was at Dortmund, I played in the Champions League for the first time, and we were scored four goals in just 45 minutes away by Inter Milan in the group stage…"

Now it was not only Yang Muge, but also Sun Pan, Guo Nu and He Ying all raised their heads and looked at Zhou Yi.

They all remembered that game, when they watched the game live in front of the TV and discussed in the group, and although they were not on the court, they could also feel the suffocating despair.

"But in the end, we tied them 4:4, at their home court!" Zhou Yi said. "What's the point of falling behind by four balls? As long as we don't give up, we can create miracles! Football is round, friends, no one stipulates that when we are four balls behind by four balls in the half, we have to surrender early. What's the final result depends only on our subsequent efforts, not on the score in the first half."

"I don't plan to surrender now. I have to continue working hard. I don't want to give up in advance. I will fight to the last moment, and I firmly believe that we can equalize the score!"

Yang Muge raised his hand: "I will not give up, I have also experienced despair."

He Ying also raised his hand: "I won't surrender, I will fight to the last moment."

Guo Nu raised his hand and his face turned red: "I, I, I..."

Zhou Yi waved his hand at him: "Okay, Lao Guo, we all know what you mean, you need to say more."

But Guo Nu changed to a word-by-word approach and stubbornly finished this sentence: "I! No! I will! Give up!"

Sun Pan raised his hand: "I'll cheer you up here!"

Zheng Zhi raised his arms: "Now we have nothing to worry about. In this case, there is only one way left to go, that is, fight with them!"

"Fight!!"

Huge shouts erupted in the locker room.

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Lippi stood outside the locker room, and his translator Wen Shudang stood beside him. They were originally planning to push the door and enter the locker room.

But listening to the shouts that kept ringing from inside, Lippi did not do that.

"Wait a little longer..." he said to his translator. "Don't go in now, disturb them."

Although he couldn't understand Chinese, he could still feel that the players were encouraging each other in the locker room.

"I was ready to comfort and encourage them, but now it seems I don't need to say that anymore." He smiled. "Then let me return to the essence of coaching and contribute to them tactically..."

After the sound in the locker room became less, Lippi pushed open the door to the locker room.

He looked at the Chinese players who were still excited in the room and raised his hand to say hello to them: "Young men, it's great to see you so vigorously. First of all, I want to apologize to you and apologize for my impulse in the game... But now, let's put what has happened aside and focus on the game. There are still forty-five minutes. From now on, please play these forty-five minutes as your World Cup final... If we want to counterattack in the second half, we must score as soon as possible..."

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In the locker room of the German national team, the atmosphere seemed relaxed.

Faced with such a big score advantage, head coach Loeff is not good at facing the players with a stern face.

The German team played well in the first half. In the second half, the Chinese team will not only continue to have fewer individuals, but they also do not have the head coach on the sidelines. Can't the advantage of four goals help the German team win the game?

Mark sat in his position and looked at his cheerful teammates in the locker room.

It was normal for everyone to be happy with four goals in the first half, and they had one less person and one less head coach, because it means that they entered the World Cup finals with almost half of their bodies.

But for some reason, Mark just felt that this situation was wrong and shouldn't be like this.

He searched around and found his teammates Hummels and Groskreuz, Dulm in Dortmund.

Then he walked in front of them.

"I said...I'm always worried that we're happy too early," Mark whispered.

"What's there to worry about? We led by four balls!" Durm didn't understand where Mark's worries came from.

"We are not only leading in the score, but also in the number of players! I know that Zhou Yi will be very sad if he loses the game. When I go back to Dortmund, I will invite him to go to the nightclub to relax and take it as compensation, ha!" Groskreuz was very happy when he thought of him being able to participate in the World Cup final with the team.

Mark was still worried when he saw his teammates relaxing so much, so he said: "I think we should be careful in the second half. After all, it was not Zhou Yi who was sent off... Have you all forgotten that we had been four goals behind in the first half in the club? But in the end we scored back 4:4. The person who directed that game was Zhou Yi!"

Hummels patted Mark on the shoulder: "I understand your concerns, Mark. But the Chinese team is not Dortmund, and I know the game you mentioned is the group match between us in the Champions League and Inter Milan. But we are not less than Inter Milan in that game."

He seemed to convince Mark, and Mark stopped talking.

But in fact, the indescribable worry in Mark's heart did not disappear. When he thought of Zhou Yi, with his understanding of his good friend, Mark could not celebrate with such confidence as his teammates.

He hoped that this time he had been over-thinking.

But after the second half of the game began, Mark felt that he was probably right.

Because the Chinese team in front of me is completely different from the Chinese team that was completely beaten into the soil in the first half, and there are great changes!

In the 53rd minute, the second half only started less than ten minutes. Yang Muge intercepted in the midfield and cut off the ball under Ozil's feet. Then he passed the ball to Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi immediately passed it straight and passed the ball to Yan Min who had switched to the right.

Yan Min made a cross after breaking through the speed on the right side.

He sent a very accurate cross.

The football flew over near the penalty spot.

He Ying inserted the ball diagonally and then jumped high to head the ball, but under Boateng's close interference, he did not hit the football, and the football fell to the penalty spot.

Just when the Chinese team fans felt sorry for the fact that the Chinese team fans were overwhelmed, Zhou Yi, who had been in the middle of the ball, rushed forward and rushed to face the flying football. He swung his right foot!

Bang!

His right foot was pulled firmly on the football!

The football flew towards the goal like a cannonball!

Although Neuer made a save sideways and encountered football, Zhou Yi played suddenly and with great strength, after Neuer hit the football, the football changed its line and plunged into the goal!

At that moment, the air at the Minero Stadium seemed to freeze, and the Chinese fans in front of the TV jumped up.

After being stunned, Liu Jianhong shouted hysterically: "The ball is in, in, in, in, in, in, in, in!!! The ball is in,!!! Zhou Yi scored a goal for the Chinese team! Now we are only three goals behind! The second half has just begun! There is still a chance!!"

After scoring the goal, Zhou Yi did not celebrate any, but rushed to the goal and wanted to get the ball, but He Ying had already completed the work before him. Seeing this, Zhou Yi turned around and ran back, and asked other teammates to go back and prepare to continue the game.

As the second half began, the Chinese team scored a goal, hoping to burn again in their hearts.

Mark looked at Zhou Yi's back as he greeted his teammates and couldn't help but think of the UEFA Champions League group stage.

He turned his head to look at his teammate Hummels. When Zhou Yi was shooting, Hummels was actually not far away from Zhou Yi, but he didn't react at all and could only watch Zhou Yi complete the shot.

Hummels now showed a slight terror expression on his back, completely different from Hummels he saw in the locker room.

Although the German team is still three goals ahead, Mark's most worried thing may have begun to happen...

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PS, the third update will be at 6 pm
Chapter completed!