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Chapter 218: Defense! Counterattack!

Not long after the pre-match ceremony ended, the captains of both teams came to the referee Cunha to guess coins.

Because it was noon, the venue had a yin and yang aspect.

Zheng Zhi originally planned to take the initiative.

But he lost, allowing France to get the goalkeeper right half of the field unaffected by the strong sunlight.

At the same time, the starting lineups of the two teams were also shown on the live broadcast screen.

France:(433)

Goalkeeper: Lloris

Defenders: Pavard, Varane, Umtiti, Hernandez

Midfielder: Tolisso, Kante, Pogba

Forwards: Dembele, Mbappe, Griezmann

"The French team's lineup is the most luxurious in this World Cup. Their entire team is worth more than one billion euros!"

"France has benefited from their excellent youth training. They have really produced a lot of talents in recent years. There are so many outstanding players that Deschamps is troubled!"

"Yes! People like Benzema, Martial, Lacazette, Sissoko and others were all excluded from Deschamps' squad for this World Cup!"

Seeing the starting lineup of the French team, He Wei and Zhang Lu in the commentary booth started a direct discussion.

As soon as the two finished speaking, the starting lineup of the Chinese team appeared on the screen.

China:(433)

Forwards: Hao Junmin, Bai Lele, Wu Lei

Midfielder: Zheng Zhi, Mo Yang, Wu Xi

Defenders: Jiang Zhipeng, Feng Xiaoting, Mei Fang, Zhang Linpeng

Goalkeeper: Yan Junling

"Before the game, many domestic media were speculating whether Lippi would change the formation. Now it seems that he still sticks to 433, but this should only be the basic formation. The specific changes can only be seen from the game."

"Yes!" He Wei nodded and changed the subject, "Zhang Zhi, what do you personally think of this game? Can you analyze the advantages and disadvantages of both sides with us?"

"Forehead!"

"Forehead!!"

"hey-hey!"

Zhang Lu organized his speech and said with a smile: "I won't say much about France. They are full of stars in the front, middle and backcourt. If Deschamps can bring these players together, there will be no problem in competing for the championship."

"As for us, our strongest point is in the midfield and frontcourt, especially the midfield. Compared with the French team, we will not mention whether we have an advantage, but the gap is definitely not big. Pogba won the second time in the Premier League double red club.

He was suppressed by Mo Yang every time and was unable to do anything."

"We all know that Mo Yang, the champion midfielder, actually doesn't eat his teammates very much. He doesn't need anyone to protect him behind him, so Zheng Zhi and Wu Xi can be freed to devote their energy to defense. There is no need for offensive organization at all.

They're worried."

"As for the forward line, although it is not as luxurious as France's Kylian Mbappe, Dembele and Griezmann, which has a risk of flying together with 400 million, it is actually not bad."

"Especially for Bai Lele, once he is connected with Mo Yang in the midfield, his speed when rushing up is no less than that of France's Mbappe."

"Wu Lei has been training in La Liga for two years and has made considerable progress, so the key lies in how Lippi uses Mo Yang and the others!"

"Beep..."

At this moment, the referee Cunha blew the whistle and the game officially started.

"CCTV, CCTV..."

Boom boom!

Chinese team!

come on!!!!

Boom boom!

come on!!!!



The fans in the stands on all sides also started making noises. The rumbling drums and the cheers of thousands of people directly suppressed the voices of the French fans.

In the center circle, Bai Lele kicked the ball out, and Wu Lei immediately passed the ball back to Mo Yang in the middle and handed it over to Mo Yang for processing.

The French team was very straightforward, pressing forward across the board and showing their contempt for the Chinese team with practical actions.

After Mo Yang saw it, he immediately passed the ball back to the backcourt, and then shouted loudly, instructing his teammates to quickly arrange the defensive front.

The other players also quickly got into position and built a defensive front according to the pre-match drills.

On the sidelines, Lippi saw the players' positions instantly change from 433 to 442, and he was immediately relieved.

The tactical play was arranged, and the players were skilled enough in the drills, but he was not sure whether he could produce the effect he wanted under France's huge pressure attack.

"Eh!"

In the commentary stand, Zhang Lu saw the two lines of the Chinese team's midfield and backcourt tightly together, sandwiching the French front three and cutting off the connection between Mbappe's trio and the midfield.

As soon as he said, "It's the same as our guess before the game. Lippi played defensive counterattack."

"But the question is whether the counterattack can be carried out!" He Wei looked a little nervous. He could see that the Chinese team was somewhat passive on the field.

I know my own business. The current team's frontcourt is indeed good, but the defense is not necessarily so.

Although France pressed fiercely on the field, facing the intensive defense directed by Mo Yang, they really couldn't penetrate the two closely interconnected defense lines of the Chinese team's midfield and backcourt.

Seeing the Chinese players actively fighting on the field, countless Chinese people in front of the TV were very satisfied.

Regardless of winning or losing, the ball can be lost, but the person cannot be lost!

The spirit displayed by the players now deserves recognition.

In the middle circle, Pogba took the ball again, raised his head to observe the frontcourt, and his eyes fell on Mo Yang, and he suddenly felt a little scared.

I have played against Mo Yang many times in the Premier League, but he has never won once.

Every time I get the ball, the guy on the opposite side seems to know what he is thinking. The feeling of being completely naked is really scary.

Pogba glanced at Mbappe, who was ambushing the Chinese team's defense, and suddenly made a dunk with his foot. He staggered past Wu Lei, and then quickly kicked off the ball.

Suddenly the ball went straight to the area behind the Chinese team in front of the top of the arc.

At the same time, Mbappe, who was ambushing between Mei Fang and Mo Yang, ejected and tried to get behind the defense to catch the ball.

But others passed by, but the ball did not.

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of eyes around the world, the moment Pogba took off, Mo Yang, who was lagging behind in the midfield defense line, suddenly turned around and retreated, seeing through Pogba's intention in advance.

But what's even more amazing is that he seemed to have known where the ball would land for a long time. He chased Mbappe not far behind him, suddenly took off without looking, flicked his head to the right and accurately passed the ball to him in time.

Feng Xiaoting retreated to the right side of the top of the arc.

“Moyang!!!!!”

"oh!!!!!!!!"

Seeing this wonderful defense, the Chinese fans at the scene cheered collectively and beat the drums loudly, directly suppressing the boos of the French fans.

Pogba, who failed to organize the attack, twitched the corners of his mouth and looked helpless. The feeling of being stripped naked came back again.

Before the top of the arc, Mbappe did not receive the ball and rushed directly towards Feng Xiaoting, trying to counterattack with Dembe behind Feng Xiaoting.

But Feng Xiaoting moved very quickly and had no intention of entangled with them. After stopping the ball, he quickly knocked the ball towards Mo Yang.

Pogba was right behind Mo Yang. When he saw the ball coming, he quickly started to push up, trying to get stuck behind him to prevent Mo Yang from turning around.

But as soon as he ran behind Mo Yang, he saw Mo Yang, who was carrying his back, suddenly turned around and grinned at him.

At this moment, Pogba felt as if his clothes had been stripped clean again. When he looked up, the ball just flew by.

"Wow!!!!"

"How did he know that Pogba was coming from behind?"

"Wow! This back-up pass is so beautiful!"

"What's his name?"

"..."

In the stands on all sides, countless French fans who had never seen Mo Yang play were screaming in surprise, causing an uproar.

But soon they no longer care about that!

On the court, after Mo Yang passed Pogba, he raced against time. Before the ball hit the ground, he didn't even look at it, he just raised his foot and swung it.

"Chance!!!!!"

"Lele!!!!!!!!!"

Seeing Mo Yang's sudden long pass, He Wei and Zhang Lu didn't react for a moment, but when they saw Bai Lele on the left side of the center circle suddenly started, he went straight forward to the left rib area behind the French team.

, suddenly jumped up one after another, and all let out a cry of surprise.


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