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Chapter 1092 Dutch infighting again

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"He scored the second goal of the Chinese team in stoppage time!"

“It’s 2:0.”

"Accident. I thought it would be dangerous for the Chinese team to be beaten by the Dutch team so much. I would be able to endure it to death by 1:0. But who knew that such an accident would happen at the last moment of the first half!"

"I always feel that the winning balance has completely tilted towards China. Next, Clauchen can really think about how to play in the second half."

The cheers of nearly 20,000 Chinese fans at the scene were getting louder and louder, and they were so excited. In the four-year World Cup, they seemed to see the Chinese team reaching the semi-finals of the World Cup again.

Once again, the Chinese team seems to be able to challenge the ticket to the finals again.

If the Chinese team wins in this game, their opponent will be Argentina or Belgium.

These two opponents are old acquaintances...

Of course, there are at least 45 minutes left before the semifinals.

"I feel like the Netherlands is going to pay off its debt."

"They have to pay back the debt from four years ago."

"Actually, we have just kept a low profile. There is no gap between us and the Netherlands. We may even be a little stronger than them. The current score says everything..."

"This time it's our turn to bid farewell to the Netherlands."

Beep

The referee's whistle rang ruthlessly, and the first half finally ended.

The Dutch fans in the stands were silent. They absolutely did not expect that the Dutch team would fall behind 0:2 in halftime.

They thought the Netherlands could still equalize the score at the last moment, but they knew they could even concede one goal...

What to do now?

Behind two goals, Van Gaal's team is not like a team that can easily score two goals in a row. This guy's team plays very pragmatic... more pragmatic than the previous World Cup, and its attack ability is much worse than the previous World Cup.

Van Gaal also wanted to know what to do! He was upset and anxious than anyone else.

He walked back to the locker room quickly, not wanting to waste any second thinking about what to do next.

When Sneider and Robben pushed the door in, their brows frowned into the Sichuan character. The two old ministers were in a very depressed mood, of course Van Persie behind them was not much better...

The three of them returned to the locker room first and looked at Van Gaal in unison.

Let's see what Van Gaal does now.

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On the Dutch National Sports Channel, there were several Dutch football celebrities sitting in the live broadcast room at this time. Cruyff, Rijkald, and Frank Debor.

The three people started discussing in the live broadcast room.

"We should now change our playing style, increase our speed, pull up the rhythm, and drag down the Chinese team's defense." Debor suggested.

"As long as we take the initiative in the ball, we still have hope in the next 45 minutes."

"Frank, are you kidding? Do you think this team can play? Do you really think the Chinese team does not have the ability to counterattack? If so, it is not a 0:2 score now..." Rijkaard didn't believe it at all.

“It’s hard, it’s hard.”

"We almost lost the game four years ago. Today I think it's too difficult. I'm not hitting our morale, but this score should make us clear. Sometimes we have to accept the facts."

Anyway, Rijkaard doesn't believe that Van Gaal's team can reverse the score.

In the end, Cruyff spoke, and what he said was even more ruthless.

“Since we have lost tradition, what is the possibility of using tradition to win?”

He is directly unfair to the Dutch team. Over the years, the Dutch team has deviated from the Netherlands he knows. He hates this Dutch team from the bottom of his heart...

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"Sun,"

“Beautiful job.”

"Your performance is unparalleled!"

In the locker room, Clauchen first praised Sun Jihai.

"We continue to need you in the second half!"

"You must continue to fight with high spirits!"

Indeed, if Sun Jihai had not scored the first goal resolutely, the Chinese team might not have been able to take the lead with two goals.

He is now the team's number one hero! No matter how much praise he is, it is not enough to describe him.

Then, Crowchen pulled the topic back to the game.

“We haven’t won.”

"There are 45 minutes left before the live game, and even half an hour of overtime, there may be a penalty shootout!"

"I need you to be clear that the game will not end without the last second of the game."

"You have to perform the same in the second half as in the first half, even better than in the first half!"

"The time below will be a more difficult second half."

"We continue to pursue our dreams through the Netherlands!"

Finally, his eyes fell on Dong Fangzhuo.

"I'll ask the team doctor to do another examination for you."

"Boss, I have no problem."

"I'm going to fight to the end."

After changing sides, the originally noisy court became quiet again.

The Netherlands and China continued to fight on the court.

Beep,

The battle started again.

"The Netherlands must have to find a way to attack."

"The Chinese team must be playing defensive counterattack."

"Clauchen is going to substitute."

"Hao Junmin is over, Mao Jianqing is here."

"This is to increase the speed of counterattack."

"Maybe there is a no-front formation. Mao Jianqing and Feng Renliang are the key to the counterattack. At this time, everyone needs to be united."

In the 48th minute, Robben received a header from Van Persie on the left, dribbled the ball to wipe out the Chinese team's penalty area and forced a shot. However, Sun Jihai stretched out his foot to interfere with him when he shot, and his shot hit the side net directly.

Then it was the Chinese team's turn to organize the offense, but the Chinese team was not in a hurry because they could not play in speed now, so they were still patiently pouring balls in the middle and backcourts.

Although they knew that the Chinese team was waiting for an opportunity, the Dutch team had to continue to push up because they needed more ball rights.

And when the Dutch team is pressing forward, it means that the Chinese team's chances may appear at any time.

This is different from the first half.

In the 54th minute, when Depe tried to break through Zhang Linpeng's defense, Huang Bowen doubled him on the wing, and Depe conceded the ball.

Zheng Zhi received the ball in the middle and immediately passed it to Dong Fangzhuo. Dong Fangzhuo then passed it to Feng Renliang. Feng Renliang inserted it from the left and shot the ball in the penalty area with his left foot!

Also shot the ball on the sideline!

"The Chinese team will soon return to the color. What the Netherlands can do, and China can do it."

"Feng Renliang just lacks luck."

And it was at this time that an argument broke out in the backcourt of the Netherlands.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the goalkeeper quarrel with the defenders? Did they have an internal strife again?"

"It seems that the goalkeeper is dissatisfied with the defense line, and then the defending teammates counterattacked."

The live footage switched to them in time, and several players were still pussy.

"It is normal for internal strife in the Netherlands..."

"Of course it's a good thing for the Chinese team."

"Look at this ball!"

"Mao Jianqing!"

"Mao Jianqing!"

The ball from the Dutch goalkeeper's big foot was finally intercepted by Zheng Zhi. Zheng Zhi immediately divided the sides and replaced Mao Jianqing with Feng Renliang to the left. Mao Jianqing faced Blind confidently with the ball, and a chic inward change direction rushed to the middle of the Dutch team's penalty area.

He had three choices, passing them to Feng Renliang on the right and Dong Fangzhuo on the middle.

but,
Chapter completed!
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