Chapter 431 Angry(2/2)
Eat raw!
This is Sun Jihai who is in England, and he is not afraid of his opponent at all. Alberda did not expect a right-back to dare to be so arrogant, so he was pulled for more than two meters. Fortunately, his teammate Harvey dared to come over and blocked Sun Jihai in time. However, Zheng Zhi also followed.
"Brother Hai,"
The ball returned to Zheng Zhi's feet, and Harvey finally came to Zheng Zhi's side, but Zheng Zhi's right ankle shook and Harvey found that he was being penetrated.!
Such a small crotch can be worn...
Zheng Zhi rushed over from the left side. Harvey was surprised and subconsciously grabbed Zheng Zhi's right arm.
Fouled.
For Harvey, this is a rare foul. It doesn’t exist like being worn on the crotch. It used to be worn on others, but now it’s worn on Zheng Zhi!
"Aowu~"
"I'm so laughing, Harvey, he's been pierced."
“He used to like wearing mine.”
In the stands, Iniesta laughed so hard that his chin was about to fall off. But he quickly said seriously: "I feel that Harvey is a little nervous, after all, he cares a lot about Zheng."
Although he was a few years younger than Xavi, Iniesta still knew Xavi very well.
"Well, I guess he must be cursing in his heart now..."
Xavi's foul gave the Chinese team a good opportunity to set the ball in the frontcourt, so Zheng Zhi is naturally the only candidate to stand in front of the ball.
About 35 yards away from the goal, and to the right outside the penalty area, the Spanish National Olympic Team only lined up a wall of two people, and the others were in the penalty area. At such a long distance, they might not feel that they need to line up a serious wall of people.
However, Zheng Zhi smiled because he saw the Spanish Alan Subiya's position, which was too far ahead, which made Zheng Zhi urge to shoot directly.
Outside 35 yards, if you can lift the ball to the back point? Maybe...
Alan Subiya is young after all.
Zheng Zhi stood in front of Piqiu, waving his right arm, and shouted at his teammates.
“Get in,”
“Everything in.”
"Get in one more time at the front."
Li Weifeng was right in front, echoing Zhang Yuming.
In the middle road, Zhao Junzhe and Shu Chang were Zhao Junzhe.
Li Jinyu and Sun Jihai were ambushed at the back.
Li Yin stared outside the penalty area.
"The Chinese team is so crazy, and almost everyone is pressing down."
"But we have a height advantage, there is no problem with heading."
"This position can only be worn, it is impossible to shoot."
Perhaps it is precisely for these reasons that Alan Subiya is closer to his teammates.
The whistle sounded, and Zheng Zhi rushed towards the ball.
His eyes locked in the upper left corner of the goal.
Da ~
The inside of his right foot kicked the ball towards the ball. It was light and weak, without obvious trajectory, like falling leaves.
"Ha, this ball,"
“Somewhat floats,”
"It's too close to the bottom line, hey, wait!"
“Ah~”
“Ah~”
"ah!"
"The ball has entered!"
"The ball flew in from the upper left corner!"
"There is a problem with Alan Subiya's position and he is unable to make a save."
"It's useless to be 1.9 meters tall!"
"Zheng Zhi! So awesome!"
"This is definitely a premeditated sling shot!"
"I saw that Alan Subiya's position was not good, and then I made a kick. This is the level of an excellent European midfielder!"
"1:0, China's National Olympic Team leads the Spanish National Olympic Team."
"So sexy!"
...
...
In the stands, the little bald Valdes was dumbfounded. The first time he saw such a great goal in a game of this level.
"ah,"
"Can you get this ball?"
As a goalkeeper, he felt sad for Alan Subia in an instant.
“Victor,”
"You can't save this ball, either."
"This ball is heading towards the back point. If you have a bad position, you can't stop it."
"Yes,"
"I can't."
"It's so scary. But the question is, was this ball originally passed or shot?"
"Why do I feel like a pass?"
“It’s possible.”
"It's confused..."
Meng's Alan Subiya didn't understand, he had never encountered such a thing.
After playing for so long, no player dared to insult him like this. I met him today.
Harvey's eyes were a little complicated. Looking at Zheng Zhi who was celebrating, his heart was also measuring.
Is this intentional?
Zheng.
He became more and more awe of Zheng Zhi.
At the same age, he will have a comparison, compare with better people, and then find his shortcomings. Zheng Zhi's ball now makes him speechless...
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Spanish National Television.
"The best midfielder in the Bundesliga?"
"Oh my God,"
"Has this guy been possessed by God recently?"
"If he continues to be so outstanding, Europe will be conquered by him."
"There are many good midfielders in the Spanish Olympics, but like this guy, it's so distinctive."
"As we talked about Raul, that kind of spirituality. In him, we can see this characteristic. Although I don't really want to believe that this player comes from China."
"I remember when I played in Japan in the summer, there were no such players in Japan."
Chapter completed!