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Chapter 297: Always Going Through the Wind and Rain 3

Chapter 297: Always Going Through the Wind and Rain 3

"My God, this is too..." The commentator Zhang Chuan and his colleagues looked at each other in blank dismay. He has no commentary task for this game, and is mainly responsible for the comments at the halftime and the end.

Iran scored again, and Azmoun didn't waste his own goalkeeper's strength.

He unloaded the ball on the left first, and Thrall quickly accelerated to the middle. The Chinese team invested too much manpower in the attack just now, leaving only two central defenders behind.

Azmon is purely competing with Yu Fei for speed, and now being able to bring the ball closer to the penalty area is the only thought in his mind.

Thrall is also leaning towards him, Battelle and his speed are both slower, and the two-on-two situation looks evenly matched.

After advancing for a period of time, he suddenly stopped, pretending to dribble the ball laterally, but in fact, a pass passed without looking at people, and passed the ball to his original forward path.

Thrall in the middle quickly slanted in. After getting the ball, he quickly knocked the ball back to the middle. Azmon made a slight adjustment and was about to shoot directly!

At this time, in front of the Chinese team, there was no protection except for Lin Feizhuo. It was too late for Di Xiaoliang and Mu Dingyong to rush back, so they could only watch Azmon kick.

Lin Feizhuo is a very good goalkeeper, but when he faced such a situation, he could only look at the ball and sigh.

Yu Fei's block was too late. Azmon adjusted his steps and hit the upper right corner of the goal with great force.

The arrival of this goal has suppressed the morale of the Chinese team, and the current score has become 3:1!

"Standing in front of the goal and scoring a goal, it's terrible!" Chinese football fans couldn't help but sigh with emotion at Azmon's scoring efficiency.

"Come on, come on!" Di Xiaoliang said to the two central defenders, "You guys are doing well, blame us for not supporting you, let's continue!"

As Di Xiaoliang said, just now when the Iranian team switched from defense to specialization, the national football team's offensive and defensive transition was slow. They pressed too high and failed to help the central defender in time.

But they don't have time to be discouraged. Rewriting the score as soon as possible is what they need to do, even if the scene is extremely passive.

In the 79th minute of the game, the tenacious Chinese team did not give up and did not disappoint the fans. They worked hard to change the situation.

This time the attack hit Kong Pengyu's right again, but Kong Pengyu's extraordinary attempt failed, and he could only bring the ball back from the baseline.

After passing through Xu Wenli in front of the penalty area, the ball went to the left, and Yu Mai followed Xu Wenli's pass to the goal.

The Iranian player in the penalty area touched the ball first and blocked the ball. Mu Dingyong ran up from behind to get the ball.

Mu Dingyong saw Kong Pengyu who was waiting for an opportunity on the right, and sent a through kick to the back of the Iranian team's defense line. The strength was quite appropriate.

Kong Pengyu deliberately ran back a little so that he would not be in an offside position. His forward acceleration was almost completed at the same time as Mu Dingyong's pass.

Although Kong Pengyu slipped his foot when starting the game, his position is still favorable. After a quick adjustment, the ball is still within his control and he can shoot directly!

"Ah!" Kong Pengyu screamed in pain, fell to the ground and rolled twice, and he was brought down in the penalty area by Karim of the Iranian team.

"Dick!" The referee whistled, pointed to the penalty spot, and ran towards the scene of the incident. There was a little conflict between the players on both sides.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Mi Du rushed forward and pushed Karim, which immediately caused a dispute and shoving between the two sides.

The scene was very hot, but Kong Pengyu's condition made the fans feel a little chilled. He fell to the ground and never got up, clutching his right ankle, so painful that he couldn't move.

This scene made his family even more worried, staring at Kong Pengyu's direction, the team doctor had already started to enter the field.

The moment Kong Pengyu touched the ball, Karim stepped on Kong Pengyu's ankle directly with a shovel from behind, destroying his shot.

Because of Kong Pengyu's stagger, his speed was slightly affected, otherwise he would have been able to complete the shot.

"Yellow card! This is not a red card? I'll go!" Gao Feijie wished he could appear on the court and argue with the referee.

After the referee awarded a penalty kick, he gave Karim a yellow card and also gave a yellow card to Midu who "take the initiative".

"Bah! Brainless! Die!" There were boos all over the scene. Even though a penalty kick was awarded, the fans still felt that the referee's subsequent penalty was very unfair.

"Can I continue the game?" The team doctor gave Kong Pengyu an emergency analgesic treatment. After Kong Pengyu regained his strength, his first thought was to continue the game.

"I'm afraid, I can't." The team doctor moved Kong Pengyu's ankle, causing him to yell, "In this case, we can only change players."

The team doctor's assistant gestured towards the coach to make a substitution. Kong Pengyu's condition was not suitable for him to continue on the court.

"Is there really no other way? Can you wrap an ice cube around me and make it tighter?" Kong Pengyu talked nonsense as if praying, "Please, I want to continue the game."

"Son, don't worry, this game is not your last." The team doctor is old, and he has experienced this situation many times, "You are very good, I can't ruin your sports career."

"I," Kong Pengyu hesitated to speak, tears could not stop rolling down his cheeks, he felt as if something was choked in his throat.

"I want to compete."

Like a wronged child, he looked at the team doctor and made his last desire, but he also knew that his ankle could no longer support him for the rest of the game.

"Come on, kid, you still have a long way to go, I'm optimistic about you." The team doctor signaled the assistant to carry Kong Pengyu on his back and leave.

"Come on, come on, come on." A few teammates came to comfort Kong Pengyu and rubbed his head. He has worked hard enough today.

But injuries can always happen on the court at any time.

On the sidelines, the fourth official also held up a substitution sign. The red No. 18 represents the replaced Kong Pengyu, and the lit green No. 11 represents the new Cheng Qiyang.

There was loud applause in the stadium, and the fans chanted Kong Pengyu's name, cheering him on, and he was crying on the backs of the staff members who carried him.

Not too much wind and rain, the audience's frantic shouts, the extremely passive situation, and the sudden injury, this game will eventually be unforgettable for Kong Pengyu. Among thousands of people, there are not many people who can play such a game at his age. many.

Cheng Qiyang, who looked a little immature, walked into the field. This 19-year-old boy from Lazio was not as thin as players of the same age, and his figure was more balanced.

The conflict on the field has been quelled by the referee. Players from both sides are preparing in front of the penalty area. Midu, the first penalty shooter of the national football team, stands in front of the ball.

Time is running out, this golden penalty is hard-won, and the final result of the game will definitely be affected by this penalty.

"Here, I'll go, it's a little bad." A certain fan in the stands clicked on a certain mobile phone software, and glanced at the Japanese team's game that was going on at the same time on the other side.

(End of this chapter)