World Cup of Great Powers

After Xie Hui played, he and Yang Chen formed a linked Bundesliga striker.

The sudden left and right rush of the two did pose a big threat to the French team's goal.

In the 73rd minute, Yang Chen plugged in at high speed.

He frantically flicked the ball across the center before being overwhelmed by Desailly.

Xie Hui followed up with a powerful shot, which was blocked by Lebouf with his body.

One minute later, the ball passed from the air to Xie Hui's head again.

Xie Hui jumped high and stopped the ball under his feet with his chest.

After leaning on the opponent, he turned around forcibly.

Although the ball was a little rough, he turned his body around after all.

After Wilto Della pulled a few times, Xie Hui forcibly kicked the goal from the penalty area line, and the ball deviated from the goal frame.

Just when the fans thought that Xie Hui's offensive was about to pass, in the 77th minute, Li Tie made another lob and found Yang Chen in the frontcourt.

Without Zhang Xiaorui, many offenses of the Chinese team can only pass long passes through the midfield and directly find the strikers.

It stands to reason that the success rate of this offensive routine is not high.

However, the continuous attack by the Chinese team sounded a wake-up call for the French team.

There must be something wrong with their defense!
"There must be a substitution later!" Le Maire, who saw the clue, raised his chin and signaled Sylvester to start warming up on the sidelines.

For the coach, because of a sudden increase in the opponent's offensive point, the team will change the defender.

Tactically, this is a passive substitution.

Yang Chen jumped up high, and threw the ball to Xie Hui.

Xie Hui looked up at the ball, completely oblivious to Vieira's approach.

Although he was taller and stronger, Xie Hui grabbed the ball at the first time.

Vieira stepped forward and leaned on his shoulder.

Xie Hui, who didn't pay attention to the situation around him, was directly knocked to the ground.

"Beep!!!"

The referee's whistle sounded, and the Chinese team won a free kick in a good position in front of the penalty area.

"This position can be played directly!" Huang Jianxiang suddenly became energetic.

"On the line of the French team's penalty area, Vieira made a collision foul on Xie Hui."

"The free-kick was in a good position and it was a good chance to equalize."

"We can see that Lame is very nervous right now."

"There are also many masters in the Chinese team who can take free kicks."

"At present, Shao Jiayi and Zheng Zhi are two teenagers standing in front of the ball."

"It seems to be discussing who will take the penalty."

At this moment, the camera showed a close-up of Shao Jiayi's face.

Shao Jiayi's name is also on the observation list of these scouts for this young MVP who shines in the World Youth Championship.

"Shao Jiayi has the ability to score directly from a free kick."

"In the last World Youth Championship, Shao Jiayi showed us a free kick and scored directly."

"How will he choose this time?"

Seven French players stood in a loose row behind the penalty spot.

Although the human wall is not so dense, it covers the entire goal area.

In addition, there are one or two Chinese players among them. If the footwork is not good, it is very likely to hit the wall directly.

After arranging the human wall, Lame clapped his hands hard.

Bending down, standing in the direction of the far post, staring straight at the ball under Shao Jiayi's feet.

"Don't you know how to kick a curveball?"

"I filled the goal area with people."

"Let's see how you're going!"

At the same time, Shao Jiayi and slightly squinted his eyes in front of the ball.

"Jiayi, have you thought about it?"

"Think it over." Shao Jia nodded, "Xiao Zhi, you can just run when the time comes."

"OK!"

Zheng Zhi nodded with a degree imperceptible to the naked eye.

"18.4 meters!"

Looking at the display at the bottom of the screen, Huang Jianxiang read out the straight-line distance between the free kick and the goalkeeper.

"I have Zheng Zhi on my right foot."

"Shao Jiayi is on the left foot."

"Okay, Zheng Zhi runs!"

Swish!
Zheng Zhi, who rushed to the ball, swung his right foot, and then jumped over the ball.

As soon as his figure flashed, Shao Jiayi's left foot followed.

Whoosh!
shuh~~~
"Wow!!!"

"Shao Jiayi!!!"

Huang Jianxiang was stunned.

What did he see?
He didn't see anything!
All he saw was the ball turning into a white light.

In the blink of an eye, he got into the goal of the French team.

The moment Shao Jia touched the ball, Lame made a save.

However, the ball went under his arm and into the net.

The speed of the ball is so fast that people can only see an afterimage.

"Don't be shocked, piercing the clouds and arrows, thousands of troops will take the head!"

"This is Shao Jiayi?"

"This is Roberto Carlos, okay?!"

In the shot, Shao Jiayi, who scored the goal, rushed to the sidelines immediately and made an exaggerated grimace at the camera lens on the sidelines.

In the stands, Smecta's singing stopped abruptly again.

Waves of warm cheers began to resound through the sky.

Especially those fans of Serie A Viola.

After seeing Shao Jiayi's explosive shot, everyone was so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

This is the standard "Barty GOAL"!

Shao Jiayi, this kid can kick this ball? !

"Shao Jiayi is not young anymore, he is 21 years old."

Zeng Zheng said with a smile, "His body has already grown."

"So close to the goal, who can't shoot this ball?"

Facing Zeng Zheng's rhetorical question, Jin Chi and the others fell silent.

Just like Zeng Zheng said.

In normal practice, even Ou Chuliang and Fu Bin were able to kick the ball that Shao Jiayi just played.

Take the feet of the international footballers.

If you just use your strength to explode the stick, anyone can kick the shot that lifts the entire net.

But the problem is, practice is practice, and actual combat is actual combat.

At this moment, Shao Jiayi can find a slightly larger hole in the opponent's wall and kick the ball through it without being thrown by the opponent's goalkeeper.

This is difficult!
Judging from the trajectory of the ball, the ball was kicked towards the goalkeeper Lame.

The reason is also very simple, that is, there is a slightly larger gap between Lame and the ball.

When the ball was closest to Lame, it was near his right foot.

But at this time, Lame did not choose to block with his feet, but fell to the ground and blocked with his hands.

Before his arm hit the ground, the ball burrowed into the net like a beast with chest tightness.

"Oh, it's incredible!"

"As soon as Shao Jia kicked a burst shot, the French goalkeeper Lame couldn't save it at all!"

"2 to 2!"

"The Chinese team tied the score again!"

On the sidelines of the court, Le Maire grabbed Sylvester's arm and kept urging him.

"Remember, don't let them grab the first point again."

"Also, keep the second point. The same goes for the third and fourth points."

"As long as their long pass is intercepted, the Chinese team's offense is nothing to worry about!"

Le Maire regretted a little.

If Sylvester had been replaced earlier, would the ball have been lost?
But there is no medicine for regret in the world.

Le Maire had to rely on Sylvester's air defense.

The French team took the lead twice, and was tied by the Chinese team in less than 10 minutes.

Although the score was 2-2.

But the momentum of the Chinese team is different from the past.

The final match with the world champion has reached this point, and the Chinese team has thoroughly proved its own strength.

Regardless of the outcome, the Chinese team is no longer a loser.

Amidst the scolding of "Smecta" all over the sky, the pressure came to the side of the French team invisible.

Now, it's time for the bayonet to see the red!