"The plot is very similar to Ghana's team..." Sky Sports's Ringkel also exclaimed.

"I fell behind again and didn't fall again. Even though the opponent became a stronger Dutch team, China Dong still tied the score with his strong personal ability and team spirit. He has become a legend in this World Cup."

"11 goals, what a terrible goal number. If you score two more, he can tie the Frenchman Fontane's goal record. No matter whether this game is successful or failed, there is still another game to play. This is the biggest possibility!"

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God!

Can he not score a goal?

Sneider squinted his eyes and looked bitter.

He was in a complicated mood. Dong Fangzhuo scored a goal. Of course he was very depressed, but he would not have any hatred. After all, he was the opponent.

If he wants to enter the finals, he must not be Dong Fangzhuo.

He shook his head and then calmed down.

I knew this would be a fierce battle, and Dong Fangzhuo was likely to score a goal. Now I'm so depressed?

The two sides maintained enough tacit understanding next, and each of them took the initiative to attack, and it was quickly consumed in a few minutes.

The first half ended.

By chance, when the two of them got off the scene, they actually walked side by side.

"well,"

Sneider sighed.

"Why did you sigh? Have you admitted defeat?"

Dong Fangzhuo glanced at him.

"No, I really regret it now. I should have ruined you when I was in the club..." Sneder shook his head.

"Grass!"

Of course, Dong Fangzhuo knew that he was joking, but he still couldn't help but curse.

"See you in the second half."

"See you in the second half."

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In the locker room, the tactical arrangements of the head coaches of both sides were surprisingly consistent.

"Stay."

"You must be restrained."

"You can't make mistakes first..."

They all have no experience in the semi-finals of the World Cup, and they are all Chu Ge. Not to mention players, the head coaches are like this.

No one wants to lose, but what we can think of is conservative and not conceal the ball.

This is human nature.

Which World Cup, which head coach dares to shout, I want to attack, attack, attack!

As a result, all the teams that shouted such slogans went home.

Isn’t the most awesome one the Dutch team during the Cruyff era? It’s just that I won the runner-up…

Clauchen also specifically explained Feng Renliang and Mao Jianqing, which was more important to give them the heavy responsibility of defense.

"Unless there is a good offensive opportunity, don't be blind."

"No matter when the ball is lost, you must return to defense as soon as possible."

“No one has any right to not defend.”

“Including you,”

"Dong."

Clauchen glanced at Dong Fangzhuo.

"But the responsibility of your offense is also on you."

Well, in fact, whether it is offense or defense, Dong Fangzhuo has to do his best.

This is nonsense.

Isn’t the Chinese team just counting on you?

"The Dutch are much more sophisticated and cunning than us, so we can definitely endure loneliness."

"We want to compete with them who makes mistakes first."

“…”

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"Guide Zhang, what do you think will change in the second half of the game?"

"Hehe, I don't think there will be any change. Both sides basically remain silent, waiting for the other party to attack and waiting for the other party to make mistakes."

"Whoever makes mistakes first will pay the price. But I think the Netherlands may do a little better than us in this regard, after all, they play more major games. From the first game of the group stage to now, they have been playing football in this way, which is really harsh."

"Do you think the game will go into overtime?"

"I think...is unlikely."

“There will always be an outbreak…”

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The fifteen-minute halftime break passed quickly, and the players from both sides appeared again, and many substitutes began to warm up on the sidelines.

"Hey, the Dutch team seems to have a new move. Van der Fate actually made the stage. Who is going to end?" Huang Jianxiang's eyes began to sweep across everyone.

"It's Dezeu that ended."

"Can Feng Renliang's shot in the first half hurt him? Concussion?"

"It's possible..."

"Actually, he performed well, but after being injured, it seemed that he was a little wrong. Maybe he was worried about this, so the Dutch coach replaced him with Van der Fate. If Van der Fate plays a midfielder, it should be a good time for the Chinese team, which means that the Netherlands' defense has become weaker. However, in terms of offense, Van der Fate's support for the Dutch team has increased, and he is originally an attacking midfielder."

After changing sides, Van der Fate indeed replaced the injured Dezeu.

Both sides started to fight conservatively again...

The opportunity is a bit dull and the pace is not fast.

Although Dong Fangzhuo appears in the center position, he is not just a center role, he also has to take into account a lot of things.

However, his club teammate Sneider is very cool and has a lot of running position. He will be seen almost every attack of the Netherlands.

He was originally a life-threatening sabbatical, and this is true in the club. Now he supports most of the Dutch team's offense. Robben seems to be much quieter on the sidelines. He doesn't like running all over the field. He only likes to take the ball and shoot, but Robben doesn't have many opportunities in the first half...

Sneider continued to thread the needle in the midfield, and the Dutch team kept passing the ball backwards, which seemed to be inducing the Chinese team to come up.

The Chinese players came up, but they didn't do it very hard.

The Dutch team actually did not concede the ball for more than a minute in a row, and the pace was not fast, so the passing accuracy naturally increased.

Sneider and Van der Fate were in a very tacit connection. Every time they got the ball and passed the midfield, they saw that there was no good chance, and immediately passed the ball back, but they just couldn't come up!

After repeated repetition, even the Dutch and Chinese fans in the stands were impatient.

After forcing me for a long time, the Chinese team gradually retreated? If you don’t come up and play, we won’t play with you anymore.

The Chinese team voluntarily withdrew from the frontcourt battlefield.

Finally, it was the Dutch team's turn to slowly speed up.

"Is the Netherlands playing like Spain and Barcelona? Tear snakes out of the hole? But they don't have that many ways?"

"Spain can play offensive opportunities in all directions, but the Netherlands cannot."

"Look, Robben is back to get the ball."

"Robben probably was thinking, buddy, do you still want to win? Attack, give me the ball..."

Robben did get the ball, and then he drove the ball and rushed up. After holding it in for so long, he couldn't stand it himself!

Shou, shou, speeded up with two consecutive kicks, and Mao Jianqing and Huang Bowen were both pulled. However, Robben's last kick was too big. Robben underestimated Zhu Ting's speed, and Zhu Ting caught up and swept the ball to Zhao Xuri.

The Chinese team finally won the ball.

Then the ball hit Dong Fangzhuo's feet. Dong Fangzhuo and Hao Junmin played two consecutive wall-to-wave cooperation, and Van der Fate on the left could only stare at him.

Feng Renliang suddenly cut inside the middle, and Dong Fangzhuo stuffed the ball on.

This opportunity is very good!

Huang Bowen and Mao Jianqing both followed up at the same time.

Feng Renliang did not dare to continue to lead the ball after getting the ball. After all, Bronkhorst had arrived and he didn't want the ball to be lost, so he knocked the ball to Hao Junmin, but Hao Junmin didn't stick to the rules and just passed it over the top!
To be continued...