football idol

Chapter 217 Black 3 Minutes?
"It's already 80 minutes, Qu Bo, sprint." Liu Jianhong roared, "Lin Lian's long pass is very beautiful."

In this wave of counterattacks, both players had just come off the bench. Li Xiaopeng made a rescue inside the goal line, and Lin Lian sent a long pass to give Qu Bo the space and opportunity to sprint.

However, Turkey's return to defense was also extremely fast. Dawara and Tugayi sprinted quickly and followed Qu Bo closely, which made him extremely uncomfortable.There is also Asik who came from the middle in front.

When he reached the vicinity of the restricted area, Qu Bo didn't dare to go down any further. When he looked horizontally, there was no one there, and he panicked.

"Back in the middle".

A familiar and trustworthy voice sounded, Qu Bo took two steps forward, and suddenly dunked the football into the middle. The pass was not bad, passing through Tugayi's defense.

Lin Lian rushed up from the backcourt, followed by Sun Jihai on the other side, but he was far behind because he was not very fast after all.

Lin Lian held the ball, faced Yunsar's defense, suddenly accelerated, tipped his toes, and cut inside in one go.Today's Lin Lian requires skill and body, especially the sudden explosive power. Few defensive players can keep up.

He cut in directly, wiped the football forward, clicked a few times, and the center of gravity flickered. The two central defenders, Fatih and Brent, were deceived at the same time, and Lin Lian went straight into the penalty area.

Looking in Qu Bo's direction, Fatih quickly shifted his center of gravity sideways, and his reaction was really good.But Lin Lian lied to him again, he got stuck in his body with one step up, and shot with full force.

Omar flew out and missed the football. "No, where is the ball?"

When he landed, he realized that he was also deceived by Lin Lian. He thought that Lin Lian was stabbing with his right foot. Unexpectedly, Lin Lian tapped his right heel and the football passed through Fatih's crotch.

Then drilled into the net, 1:0, Lin Lian scored and the national football team took the lead.

Omar couldn't see Lin Lian's action at all, he just instinctively saved him. Unexpectedly, Lin Lian thought of all his saving actions, and directly deceived everyone, almost an empty chance.

Qu Bo was the closest, and was the first to rush forward to hug him, "Boss, it's amazing, it's amazing. Our chance to advance has come."

"The game is not over yet, keep up the rhythm." Lin Lian hurriedly beat this guy.Then he and Sun Jihai hugged together, and Zheng Zhi rushed over from his backcourt just to shine Lin Lian's shoes.

"The goal is scored, the goal is scored, the amazing Lin Lian... Lin Lian, it's Lin Lian again." Liu Jianhong roared frantically, "Friends in the audience, the national football team is leading. We are leading."

The fans all over the country are boiling, and the fans at the scene are even more crazy. Lin Lian scored a goal and is a legend of Huaxia. The chance of promotion has seen the light of day.

Basturk's face was calm. If we can't score, Lin will definitely score a goal. He has an unparalleled scoring ability, it's as simple as that.Perhaps, his World Cup journey is coming to an end before it even begins.

This is the first time Turkey has reached the World Cup finals in 47 years, but now, they have failed to qualify for the group stage and are ready to pack up and go home.

Lin Lian did not celebrate too much, and kept reminding his teammates, "The game is not over yet, so defend well, and everyone defends well."

"We still have the last 10 minutes or so. As long as we guard against this time, we will be able to advance to the top 16 of the World Cup." Liu Jianhong looked forward to it, "Can the national football team do it?"

Turkey, which was scored, finally showed its crazy fangs and kept attacking the national football defense.Li Xiaopeng and the midfielders Sun Jihai, Zheng Zhi, and Li Tie formed a defensive line, sweeping horizontally, especially crazy.

In any case, they must defend this hard-won lead for Lin Lian.Qu Bo was sticking around in the frontcourt, turning into a shit-stirring stick, constantly harassing the opponent's midfield organization.

"Don't even think about it..." Qu Bo kicked the shovel, a little threatening, and destroyed Tugayi's organization.But also got a yellow card.

All the fans were shouting, especially the Huaxia fans. They were hoarse and sweaty, but everyone was roaring passionately.

"Defense! Defense!"

Fans across the country were even on their feet, staring nervously at the TV.

"Defend, defend! Defend the last 10 minutes."

The game time is constantly running out, and every second seems to be the suffering of the Chinese people.Liu Jianhong was covered in sweat. Fortunately, he was wearing shorts for the live broadcast today, so he couldn't see it, otherwise he would probably be drenched.

boom!Jiang Jin managed to save Hassan's football, and Lin Lian made up for it in the penalty area and kicked the football forward.Qu Bo snatched the football with Ilhan on his shoulders, turned around, couldn't make it through, and turned back again.

Then he knelt on the ground and kept rolling, and the referee whistled for Ilhan's foul.Qu Bo was obviously delaying time, every movement became very slow.

Returning to the football, Lin Lian retreated to the vicinity of the midfield, developed to the side, slowly advanced, played control, and hit the success rate.Turkey was very active in rushing. Qu Bo didn't dare to dribble the ball too aggressively, and gave it to Lin Lian in the middle. Lin Lian was not in a hurry, and turned around and got rid of it.

Give it to Sun Jihai on the right, and signal Sun Jihai to push down.Near the penalty area, Lin Lian and Qu Bo are both in the penalty area.Lin Lian took off with Fatih on his shoulders, but couldn't find the space to shoot, so he clicked and gave it to Qu Bo.

Qu Bo rushed over from the other side and kicked directly.A powerful shot, with a pop, was destroyed by the withdrawn Davala and went out of bounds, a corner kick.

"Oh, it's a pity, Qu Bo has this good opportunity." Liu Jianhong patted the table, "But it's not a big problem, the regular time is over, the injury time is 3 minutes, the last 3 minutes, as long as we hold on to the last 3 minutes, We are the winners."

What black 3 minutes, go to hell!

The national football team can also advance.

Entering stoppage time, the national football players seemed to be a little relaxed. The situation changed suddenly. The stoppage time began. Turkey advanced on the side with a fast speed. Hassan broke through Li Xiaopeng and Wu Chengying consecutively.Landed in the upper corner of the penalty area in one breath, passed the ball, stuck the ball to Hakan Suk, Hakan Suk faced Li Weifeng, there was no room to shoot, a little back, and Emre, who inserted in the back, hit it with one touch .

Goal, Türkiye scored.

The situation became weird, and the black shadow of 3 minutes seemed to permeate the head of the national football team again.Lin Lian didn't care, and signaled Milu to replace Li Tie, who was physically exhausted, with Zhang Enhua.

Anyway, the substitution is just delaying time, and I don't care who is replaced.After kick-off, Lin Lian controlled the football and took a few steps forward.He was knocked down by Ilhan and lay motionless on the ground.

Lin Lian struggled to get up, and created another yellow card. Today, he created 4 yellow cards, which effectively limited the intensity of Turkey's fight. No one wanted to end with two yellow cards.

"Lin Lian controlled the football. He didn't push forward. The stoppage time is up, and the referee is looking at his watch." Liu Jianhong's voice trembled, "Audience friends, can't you imagine? Under the leadership of Lin Lian, the national football team has a chance Qualified to the last 16 of the World Cup."

Black 3 minutes?To hell!

The referee puts the whistle in his mouth.

Beep……

(End of this chapter)