Zeng Cheng glanced at the goal, got up, and walked towards Huang Bowen.

He hugged Huang Bowen into his arms and touched his head.

"fine."

“We still have a chance.”

Dong Fangzhuo stood at the forefront of the penalty area and was very pleased to see Zeng Cheng's actions. Zeng Cheng did not blame Huang Bowen.

Admittedly, this loss of the ball must be Huang Bowen's problem. But everyone has no time to blame him now.

There is only one way, which is to tie the score.

Now, being careful and cautious against the Brazilian team is no longer effective, and the Chinese team must fight against the enemy!

Clauchen's voice finally started to croak on the court, but who can understand German? The Chinese coaching staff has been translating...

How difficult is it to equalize? Dong Fangzhuo and the others calmed down for nearly 70 minutes but returned in vain.

The Brazilian team is far beyond their imagination, but there is no other choice, so they can only attack with all their might.

"Tingting, I'm leaving you with the defense task."

"Blog articles, mistakes are not scary. The most important thing is not to lose the fighting spirit. As long as we can stop making mistakes in the next game, it will create conditions for us to attack."

"Brothers, let's fight, we still have time!"

"Chen Tao, when you play the ball, you should be faster and hit the front with one kick. Don't think about whether we can get it. We will do our best!" Dong Fangzhuo glanced at Chen Tao, then at Mao Jianqing.

"Xiao Mao, can you still fight?" Among so many people, Chen Tao and Mao Jianqing have the worst physical fitness, but it's almost 70 minutes. If they can't run, the Chinese team's offense will still be a big deal.

Although Clauchen can replace Gao Lin, Gao Lin has no speed and may not work when it comes up unless...

He saw Zhu Ting on the sidelines. If this young man could come up? But he is not Clauchen and does not have the right to substitute. However, since Clauchen asked Zhu Ting to warm up, he must have thought of the problem of speed.

Mao Jianqing, who was covered in sweat, raised his sword's eyebrows and panted, "I will fight for cramps! I will run to death and go myself!"

"Little Artemisia?"

Hao Junmin gritted his teeth and nodded.

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"Hold the ball!"

"Hold the ball!"

"Hold the ball!"

The head coach of the Brazilian youth team shouted loudly on the sidelines, signaling his players to control the ball and not to easily grab the ball for the Chinese team to counterattack.

"Follow him!"

"Follow him!"

Behind Dong Fangzhuo, from the first minute of the game, two Brazilian central defenders followed him in an endless manner. Apart from the first shot at the opening, Dong Fangzhuo lost the opportunity. The Brazilian central defender's tactical execution ability is too strong, and Dong Fangzhuo has no chance at all after that. This is the most difficult game that Dong Fangzhuo has encountered since the start of the game.

It is said that the German defenders are awesome, but Dong Fangzhuo thinks that the Brazilian defenders are so difficult. They are always very rational and never blindly show off. They always try to disrupt the opponent's attack through the cooperation of the team.

And what's so bad is that Brazil basically controls the ball, and China has always been in a passive position, and its physical energy consumption is much more than that of Brazilians.

But now, it cannot be compared to consumption!

Even if you exhaust all your physical strength in advance, you have to work with the Brazilians.

The Brazilians seemed very satisfied with leading one ball. They retracted their half and were not in a hurry to attack. They wanted to take away the victory at the lowest price through possession.

In their opinion, it is difficult for the Chinese team to get another good opportunity, as long as they focus on ball control and defense.

As long as there are loopholes in the midfield and backcourt, they can launch a counterattack at any time. This is the best mode...

Feng Xiaoting kept swaying everyone in the backcourt and rushed forward, even he himself was about to run through the midfield.

Mao Jianqing indeed exchanged his promise. Zhou Haibin found him several times of passing the ball, trying to let him play his speed advantage.

His speed was exerted, but he couldn't hold the ball. He passed one, but he couldn't pass the second, and his position was stuck!

Hao Junmin tried to dribble the ball over the opponent on the right, but two players came up from the opponent. In the end, he still didn't have the courage to hand the ball over to Chen Tao.

what to do.

Chen Tao ran forward with the ball, thinking in his heart.

As the brain of this team, he felt at a loss for the first time. He wanted to pass the ball to Dong Fangzhuo, but Dong Fangzhuo was defended too much. Unless he was given a pair of wings, how would he get the ball?

The ball was cut a few times just now, which shows that the Brazilian will not let him pass the ball to Dong Fangzhuo.

"Chen Tao!"

Huang Bowen quickly inserted it from behind and asked Chen Tao for the ball.

Huang Bowen and Chen Tao handed over the ball.

Huang Bowen inserted it from behind very quickly, which was an accident. He probably lost a goal just now, but now he feels angry. Huang Bowen, who is steadily strode, took Chen Tao's ball and rushed forward.

Renato did not dare to neglect, so he had to come up and stop Huang Bowen, but Huang Bowen changed the ball significantly and easily threw him away!

Renato was a guy who had played for nearly 80 minutes. Huang Bowen only came up in the second half, so his motivation and physical fitness were naturally not as good as Huang Bowen. This dramatic change of direction cost him his life, so he could only watch Huang Bowen dribble and rushed over.

Dong Fangzhuo rushed into the penalty area with two central defenders, constantly breaking left and right, trying to break the defense line between the two central defenders.

At this time, Huang Bowen had already brought the ball to the Brazilian team's penalty area. Another Brazilian midfielder, Diago, who replaced Roberto, rushed over. But Huang Bowen actually kicked out from 26 meters.

"Far-range shot!"

From beginning to end, Huang Bowen did not watch the other teammates' running positions, because what caught his eye was yellow and he did not find a teammate.

After the ball flew out, his whole body jumped in the air.

The ball swept across the sky at a very fast speed and headed towards the lower left corner of the goal.

This is a scimitar!

Whoosh-

It was like a perfect missile, hitting the target accurately.

The Brazilian goalkeeper flew sideways, but the ball was really fast.

ah!

As soon as Huang Bowen landed, the ball got into the net.

He staggered up from the grass and then started sprinting wildly...

"The ball has entered!"

"Huang Bowen!"

"Huang Bowen's shocking long shot opened the Brazilian team's door."

"At this moment, he came up silently like the German Mattus, then took the ball from his teammate and hit the yellow dragon alone!"

"1:1! The Chinese team has come back to life, the Chinese team has not lost the game yet, Huang Bowen personally saved himself! He has become the hero of the Chinese team!"

"Huang Bowen!" Behind Huang Bowen, his teammates rushed up excitedly...

"Damn it, I'm lucky, I've actually been equalized..."
Chapter completed!