When Qiu Suhui was planning for the future, Brazil launched an attack. They relied on their skillful skills and tacit running cooperation to pass the ball in the midfield for as many as five consecutive times, but the Chinese team members did not even encounter the ball.

Emerson passed the ball to Kaka, Kaka hit inward and then gave Emerson who was inserted. Emerson faced Li Yi's defense and knocked the ball to Lucio who came up behind him. Lucio directly transferred it to Ze Roberto on the left. Roberto finally passed the ball to Ronaldinho.

On several occasions, the Chinese players seemed to be able to destroy the ball, but after trying their best, they still didn't even touch the ball.

The Brazilian team has completely entered the state, and it will be difficult for Brazilian teams who dare to play on the court to be defeated.

This further strengthened Qiu Suhui's idea of ​​giving up. He had asked Zhao Pengyu to warm up and came back after listening to his greetings.

After Ronaldinho got the ball, he did not rush to pass it out again, but instead jumped up "Samba" against Li Yongle who was defending him. He pretended to hook the ball with his left foot, but Li Yongle was afraid that it would be a "oxtail", so he didn't move. Seeing that Li Yongle was unmoved, Ronaldinho knew that the fake move was useless. He had to pull the ball back and make plans.

Li Yongle didn't follow him anymore. He always kept a certain distance from Ronaldinho because he was afraid that Ronaldinho would pass by that kind of action he could never imagine.

Ronaldinho knocked the ball to the side, as if he wanted to dribble the ball horizontally. Li Yongle decided to force it up, but he was still cautiously staying in the inside and did not be close to Ronaldinho. For people like Ronaldinho, the closer you get to him, the more likely you are to be passed.

Ronaldinho didn't care what Li Yongle was planning. He dribbled the ball horizontally, then looked at Li Yongle's front, but suddenly passed the football to their side and back, crossing the ball over the top!

The ball flew past Li Yongle and overhead all the Chinese defenders. None of them could stop them. They could only look up and watch the football fly into the space behind them. Kaka happened to be inserted at high speed and he received the ball!

With Ronaldinho's back to the offensive direction and looking at the left, how did he accurately send the ball to the right and let Kaka easily receive it? You must know that even when facing the offensive direction, not everyone can pass the ball to the place where they want to pass it.

But Ronaldinho did it, which is one of his two unique skills, "passing the ball to the back". He always looks at one side but passes the football to the other side, which is very deceptive and can also make the audience scream and applaud it.

Many Chinese team members have watched this kind of performance on TV more than once. Now they have experienced it personally, but they can't even express their shock because they are in a hurry.

Since Kaka switched to the right, he has been responsible for crossing from the bottom. This time, the Chinese team players were no exception and thought that he would shake the angle and crossing from the crossing. So each of the Brazilian players who were defending the support of the match gave Kaka to Xiang Tao alone.

Xiang Tao kept a distance from Kaka to prevent him from crossing. Kaka pushed the ball towards the bottom line, and Xiang Tao immediately followed. He knew Kaka was going to cross. Sure enough, Kaka swung his right foot, which was the crossing pose. Xiang Tao quickly sent his right leg forward, hoping to stop the ball.

Unexpectedly, Kaka's cross was fake. He swung his right leg and just dunked the football back. Xiang Tao couldn't hold back and slid over. There was no obstacle in front of Kaka. He knocked the ball lightly and entered the penalty area!

It is a terrible thing to let any Brazilian player enter the penalty area and without stopping it, not to mention that after Kaka entered, Ronaldo, Ronaldinho and Adriano rushed in, forming a three-point encirclement in front of the goal.

Kaka looked up to see the situation.

"Can he pass the ball?" the commentator couldn't help but shout.

An Ke also thought so. There are three Brazilian players in front of the goal, and their personal abilities are several times higher than that of the Chinese defenders. On the other hand, Kaka has a small angle and a bad position, so it is really barely possible to shoot directly. If you pass the ball, your teammates have a better chance of scoring than him, and he has no reason not to pass the ball.

Thinking of this, An Ke moved his body back a little, ready to turn around and pounce on the cross shot at any time.

Kaka saw this and understood what the boy Anke was thinking. Anke's reaction was fast, and he knew this very well in high school, and Anke often proud of it. But today, Kaka wants him to suffer a big loss because of his quick reaction.

An Ke saw Kaka kicking his feet. Judging from the movement of his right ankle, it was undoubtedly a cross. An Ke suddenly became nervous and prepared to pounce back at any time, just waiting for the football to leave Kaka's feet.

Come on, come on, let me end your attack! An Ke was muttering in his heart.

Kaka saw that Anke's center of gravity leaned towards the far post, which means... he was fooled!

The moment he touched the ball with his right foot, he suddenly changed the direction of his ankle, turned the push of the inner instep into the pull of the outer instep, and shot vigorously!

Almost at the same time, An Ke rushed back, but the direction was exactly the opposite of the shooting. He could only watch the football flew into the goal against the close post.

The ball has entered!

Brazil leads the Chinese team 2:1 again!

Kaka scored his first goal in the World Cup!

Brazilian fans stood up and cheered, while Brazilian players rushed towards Kaka. Kaka raised his arms, looked up at the sky, and prayed to God. This was his signature celebration move.

"Brazil! Brazil! Brazil! Brazil!!" This sound can only be heard throughout the Allianz Stadium.

Chinese fans were silent. In the 27th minute of the second half, the powerful Brazil overtook the score, and they had the advantage before scoring the goal, so the subsequent game was not easy to play.

An Ke was so angry that he smashed the football hard to the ground. He was not angry about his teammates' performance - in fact, this concealed goal is no wonder that the Chinese players - he was angry that he was fooled by Kaka. "The ankle fake move... OK, Kaka! I won't let you score a goal again!" He murmured gritting his teeth.

When Qiu Suhui saw this goal, he raised his head. Whether it was better to make adjustments, this game is no longer of great significance, so it is better to retain some strength against Senegal.

"Go and let Zhao Pengyu come back." He turned his head and said to Hu Li.

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"... Kaka scored a goal and led the Brazilian team again. Who would have thought that he was a high school classmate with several players on the Chinese team five years ago? The different development environment made him now ahead of his classmates. A brilliant superstar is rising..." Li Yan typing this passage on his laptop, feeling infinite emotion.

Zhang Jun is very successful in the Netherlands and is very successful. Yang Pan's transfer to AC Milan has also earned a lot of face for Chinese football. Cru had the ability to join the English national team, but compared with Kaka, they seem much inferior, and the starlight is dim.

In this national team, An Ke is probably the closest to Kaka in terms of strength.

Judging from this game, Yang Pan is more like a full-back than an attacking forward, which may be related to his frequent guest appearances in AC Milan. Li Yongle is also like a midfield engineer, and he still plays less in the first team in Inter Milan. Cru is still too young and far from playing at his level in the Premier League. It should be the atmosphere of the World Cup that makes him a little depressed. Zhang Jun... In addition to that exciting goal, to be honest, the audience rarely sees him on the court. Without strong support from the midfield and backcourt, he seems a little mediocre. Not to mention Wu Shangshan.

An Ke is different. Perhaps because of Brazil's strong attack power, he always has the opportunity to show off. Several wonderful saves in the game were impressive. Goalkeepers are a position that requires experience and accumulation. Like An Ke, who was only 24 years old, played as the main player in the national team and won the favor of Bayern. This is not easy, and it can better prove his strength.

The strength of the goalkeeper cannot be mixed with moisture. One is one, two is two. The performance of good and bad can never be called an excellent goalkeeper.

An Ke's ability to achieve such a result is inseparable from his own strength.

Weak team goalkeeper.

Judging from the strength of the Chinese team, Anke's net worth has increased significantly after this World Cup. Bayern must regret not snatching him, and how long can a team like Dortmund keep him?

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Bayern Munich coach Magat sat in the box to watch the game because Brazil had two Bayern players: centre-back Lucio and left-back Ze Roberto.

On the other hand, he also came to observe An Ke's performance.

"What a pity, Kakabian is a little smarter." Magath patted the armrest of the sofa. He hoped that Anke could hold the ball.

"He has performed well enough, and it's hard to believe that he is only twenty-four years old." The assistant coach next to him continued.

"But every time he saves the shot, I regret it in my heart. Why doesn't the club be tougher and dig him up?" Magath shrugged and complained about the club.

The assistant coach smiled and shook his head: "Those old men are more interested in German goalkeepers. Ann's rejection is just to provide them with the best excuse."

"Hello nationality..." Magath muttered, stopped talking, and focused on watching the game.

Now, the Chinese team has gained an offensive opportunity.

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Li Yongle would never want people to say that he is a midfield engineer, and Cru did not want to hear comments after the game that he was "young, never seen the world, his legs were weak, and he could not play out." Yang Pan also felt that being a full-back was not his job. Although Zhang Jun scored a goal, he was not satisfied, and Wu Shangshan didn't want to be "not mentioned".

This should be considered the most dangerous attack for the Chinese team except for that goal.

Li Yongle successfully cut off Ronaldinho's ball, which is rare in his one-on-one match with Ronaldo.

He started to dribble the ball forward when the ball was cut off. The Brazilian players did not dare to go up and grab him because there were four Chinese players in front of him, and these four Chinese players were all taken care of by specialists. Li Yongle's sudden forward insertion should be an unexpected situation. Ronaldo did not stop him at the first time, which made Brazilian defensive players face a choice. Any Brazilian player who pounced on him may create a gap behind him. If Li Yongle passed the ball to the Chinese players behind him because of his forward robbery, the threat would be great.

As a result, Ze Roberto accompanied Li Yongle to run for more than 30 meters until he passed the middle circle.

Li Yongle did not dribble the ball again, and he passed the ball to Cru.

Krue stopped the ball a bit big, which was considered a mistake. Kaka, who returned to defense, planned to pull out his feet to tackle it, but Krue jumped onto a Marseille turn, not only fooled Kaka beautifully, but also adjusted the direction of the dribbling.

Now he takes the ball, facing the goal.

Emerson forced him up. He was responsible for Cru, and at this point he could no longer be an escort. He had to act seriously. His movements were a little rough, and he was not idle in his hands, so he pulled and pushed.

Crule only controlled the ball under his feet. He pulled the ball with his left foot, which made Emerson play, but knocked the ball to the right. People thought he would break through from the right, and Emerson was no exception, so he quickly turned his center of gravity back. But Crule once again pulled the ball to the left, allowing Emerson, who had just turned around and rushed back, in vain.

At this time, Cru, who had finished playing Emerson, dribbled the ball and broke through the opponent and ran extremely casually.

Zhang Jun and Wu Shangshan were at the front, keeping parallel to the Brazilian defense line, and be careful not to offside. They were all waiting for Krue's pass, while Brazilian players were waiting.

Krue made a fake move to pass the ball inward, but passed the ball to Yang Pan on one side. In this way, Brazil's defense had to adjust to prevent Yang Pan's shot.

Yang Pan received the ball in front of the penalty area, and this position was the right attack forward arranged by Qiu Suhui for him before the game.

He swung his right leg and aimed at the goal. Kaka was very familiar with this posture. He only had Yang Pan to shoot.

"He wants to shoot! Be careful..." Before he finished speaking, Carlos rushed up quickly and used his body to block Yang Pan's shot.

Swinging his right leg, it was full of force, and it was indeed a shot... Uh, wait! It was not a shot! It was not a shot! Yang Pan's right foot suddenly slowed down before touching the ball, and then his toes shoveled under the football like a shovel, with a pick-pass!

The ball passed over the heads of the Brazilian defenders and flew towards the tempting space behind them - the penalty area.

Zhang Jun rushed out and ran to catch the ball. He knew that Yang Pan was for him. Although the Brazilian players raised their hands to signal him to offside, he ignored him and the less he was offside, he knew that he had been parallel to the opponent's defender just now. So he didn't even look at the linebacker and stretched out his feet to stop the ball.

Dida attacked! He was 1.97 meters tall and long arms, giving people a sense of oppression. Zhang Jun felt a black shadow pressing towards him. The attack was so fast...

Passed to Wu Shangshan on one side?

It was just a moment of hesitation, and less than half a second, Zhang Jun finally chose to shoot because he had confidence in himself.

He stopped the football in the air with his right foot. Before the ball landed, he lifted it up again and shot!

He wanted to choose Dida, who was 1.97 meters tall and raised his hand at least 2.3 meters tall!

Dida was already jumping in the air, and it was impossible to jump again. Zhang Jun thought he would win this time. However, he didn't expect that Dida stretched out his left arm and tried to touch the ball as much as possible. He kicked his feet again. With this force, he actually reached the football!

When you push your fingertips backwards, success or failure is here. Where will God stand on?

The football jumped up, continued to fly backwards, and flew backwards... Finally, it flew over the crossbar and flew out of the bottom line!

Didn't score! The ball didn't score! Oh my God!!

Zhang Jun knelt on the ground and looked helplessly at the football falling on the billboard behind. He picked it up suddenly. He wanted to catch Dida off guard, but he didn't expect that he would not use enough force and failed to completely pick Dida's long hands.

Regret too much, regret too much!

Wu Shangshan was also a little dissatisfied. Dida attacked just now, and as long as Zhang Jun hit the ball across, it would be a chance to hit the empty goal. But Zhang Jun did not do that. Of course, he could only be dissatisfied in his heart and dare not show it. After all, although Zhang Jun was young, he was definitely considered his senior. He was just eager to score goals. Everyone was for the team's good, so there was no need to be entangled in such small things.

Yang Pan ran up and pulled Zhang Jun up and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, we still have a corner kick." He waved to Li Yongle and signaled him to go and serve the corner kick as soon as possible.
To be continued...