"Xiao Song, be at ease, there are not a few minutes left, don't turn back and get sent off." Zhuo Yang pulled Alexander Song from the ground and patted his head.
"Uncle Zhuo, speak with conscience. If you don't criticize me, I will commit a foul if I eat too much?"
"Okay, I'll change the border, don't follow me!"
"Oh--" Xiao Song sighed. "Uncle Zhuo, it's a good thing to really send me off. I don't want to play more in this embarrassing game for a minute."
"Don't! Your third uncle was sent off with a red card in the World Cup twice in a row. If you follow suit and see Hong for the first time you participated, then your Song family will be very loyal and fierce."
This game was very fierce, but the red and yellow cards were not too much. Ben Quirenka's referee is a famous European whistle and has strong control ability in the field. Although the scores between China and Kazakhstan played fiercely, his movements were very particular, and nothing
Dirty action. The Chinese team didn't need to play smoothly, while Cameroon forgot about being beaten.
The game has reached 80 minutes, and only three yellow cards appeared in the whole game. Xiao Song was one in the first half, and Li Liu and Lao Song were one in the second half. Zhuo Yang broke through Xiao Song just now, and Xiao Song saw the danger and took action to his uncle.
He fell to the ground, and Mr. Benquelenka might have been reluctant to see the big score, but he just whistled and warned that he did not play cards, otherwise Xiao Song would have rested.
At this time, Jie Shuai slowly replaced the youngest player of the Chinese team - 19-year-old Zhang Xizhe, who could no longer run. Zhang Xizhe is an offensive midfielder or a forward. Jie Shuai is very bold in using people.
At this time, he put the young boy up and stirred up the situation, so that Zhuo Yang could retreat and guard, and everything would be fine.
But Xiao Song still needs to play this free kick that brought down Zhuo Yang.
Although I felt sorry for Xiao Song, the position of this free kick was too good. Even though I was already full, it was like the cigarette after drinking and eating, which was very confusing. So Zhuo Yang could not hold back and his feet were too tired.
itch.
A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet!
When the meteor in the reverse arc chased the moon around the wall and drilled into the dead corner of the goal, Zhuo Yang remembered his brother's short-legged tiger Hasler's catchphrase when he played a free kick.
The Chinese team 7:2, Zhuo Yang won five yuan alone.
After that, the game turned into garbage time. The Chinese team stayed in peace and soaked mushrooms together, and Cameroon lost all his energy. Etoo, including the game, quickly ended and escaped from this nightmare stadium was the only wish.
Zhuo Yang retreated and joined hands with Zheng Qiao to guard the three defenders, becoming an insurmountable barrier. He retreated and stopped causing trouble, but made Xiao Song, who had guarded Uncle Zhuo all the game, feel empty. He didn't know what to do.
What to do.
At this time, Cameroon had completely lost its rules, and a group of green forest heroes from the African jungle became a mob who fought each other. Xiao Song was too lazy to pass the ball to anyone, so he brought it to the Chinese team's penalty area with him.
Front thirty-meter line.
Zhuo Yang looked at his confused and desolate look and couldn't help but remember the early-married child he had pestered and complained about in Hannover all day. He felt very distressed.
Zhuo Yang slowed down his legs and didn't stop Xiao Song, so he handed it over to Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi thought that Zhuo Yang was going to grab it, so he dispersed to answer. Li Weifeng thought that Zhuo Yang and Zheng Zhi were foolproof, so he moved to assist him.
Webbo Wang Dalei believes that there are so many big guys in front of him, no matter who stretches his legs, there will be no situation.
But at this moment, Xiao Song swung his legs and shot. These Chinese teams either dodged, dodged, or unexpectedly, the football flew straight into the goal.
In the 87th minute, the score on the field was 7:3, and the total was double.
No one went to Cameroon to catch the ball in the net, and it didn't matter to the Chinese team.
"They fought back again, can we still vent our anger?"
"Forget it, that black guy called the captain uncle. We are all his uncles by seniority. It's not easy for children, just enter one."
"Yes, yes, yes, the child is very pitiful. It's so dark that it's so dark. Just go in."
At this moment, an intriguing person appeared. The honest and upright Zheng Zhi shouted in his voice in a voice of his teammates nonsense and the wuwuzula in the sky: "Captain Zhuo, if you enter another one, you will break the World Cup single The goal record is!!”
Eleven players suddenly became silent!
Zhuo Yang suddenly woke up: Fuck, I forgot such a big thing and almost missed it.
Some things that you don’t know if you missed are still not sure that you will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month, and it may be difficult to find another opportunity. Zhuo Yang doesn’t like to show off, but the big shot has always been the only one in the World Cup. Today is a great opportunity. It's clearly prepared for me!
I want to make trouble! At this moment, I have to leave all my compassion, old Song, Song, Southern Song, Northern Song, and Northern Song, all of them are left behind. I want to make the three kings jealous and their eyes turn red, and I want to make the five sluts speak sourly Falling autumn.
"I've done it!"
Ten teammates shouted in unison: "Do it, do it! Do it!!"
Suddenly they became a group of yelling tigers. Those who didn't know thought the Chinese team was behind in the score. The Cameroonians were inexplicably and did not realize why the Chinese people suddenly became excited. Besides, they didn't care about it and were numb.
At this time, everyone on the Chinese team's bench also reacted. Everyone stood up and looked forward to waiting for Zhuo Yang to create a historic moment. The whole world also focused on this game that was about to enter stoppage time. Everyone wants to witness history.
As the saying goes, good things will hurt! For nearly five minutes, the Chinese team didn't even want to defend, just because they were just a goal behind and fought to the death. But everything is hasty, and if they still lure the Cameroonians out to fight back like in the second half, Maybe it was done at this time. But with the eagerness of the players, they beat the opponent around Cameroon's penalty area, which instead pushed the opponent very seriously.
At this moment, the Cameroonians also woke up. Zhuo Yang's glory will be their tombstone. It is not enough to have a Salenko. Zhuo Yang also wants to wedge the nails on the coffin.
Even if the Chinese team is playing again, they will never be fooled again. They hold on to the last ball and become the last stubbornness of the Cameroonians. It is no exaggeration to say that even if the other Chinese people are allowed to pour three more, If you concede the ball in double digits, you must not let Zhuo Yangjin be.
It is easier to do things with friends, and it is easier to walk with more friends.
The referee Ben Quirenka is already looking at the watch frequently. Chinese players are becoming more and more anxious. Whoever has the chance to get the ball will not hit the goal, and whether there is any chance, has to pass Zhuo Yangsai.
The game was 4 minutes in stoppage time, 903rd, and this 3 seemed a bit long. Referee Ben Quirenka might be waiting for the right moment to calm the football down a little, and maybe he also hopes to witness history, anyway, the whistle has not sounded yet.
Zhuo Yang leaned against Xiao Song outside the penalty area. He wanted to make another free kick, but he held it back. He tried hard to break a gap and turned around and shot. As soon as he kicked it out, he knew that it was impossible because he didn't have enough strength and was on the ball.
There are defensive players.
Chapter completed!