“Alas~”

“Alas~”

“Alas~”

"Genius,"

"What a fucking genius!"

"How did he come up with it!"

In the stands, 4,000 Chinese fans went completely crazy. Some of them cheered for Hao Haixi's second score, but more were crazy about Zheng Zhi's assist.

I didn't expect it.

Not only the players on the court, but also the fans in the stands, did not expect that Zheng Zhi would suddenly complete such a shocking assist just now.

In that situation, who didn’t think that Zheng Zhi would leave and give the free throw opportunity to Mr. Tao?

Can,

He turned back.

He sent the ball to Hao Haixi's feet!

Has it been completed perhaps the most classic goal in Olympic football history?

"ah,"

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I hate him,"

"I hate him!"

"This guy is too much, unethical! He is not moral at all, too cunning, too cunning. How can he score a goal with such dirty means? The referee should use a red card to drive him out."

"This is a goal without work ethics!"

"So shameless!"

"Shameless to the extreme!"

Italian fans were full of curses in the stands, strongly protesting Zheng Zhi's assist and goal.

A ridiculous scene I have never seen before, never seen before!

Unacceptable, completely unacceptable.

However, the referee's whistle and body movements pointed to the center circle arc, and the goal was effective, although he was also confused. It's been a long time since he was enforcing the law for so many years, and he could still play like this when he saw a corner kick for the first time.

The Chinese head coach Horton lost his composure for the first time. He grabbed his golden hair with both hands and patted his head from time to time. It was really impossible to describe this assist.

Not far away, Italian coach Tardelli squatted down, covered his face with his hands, his body became weak, and his whole body was trembling. What a fucking encounter with Satan who returned from hell, right? For Mao, this guy always has so many elusive means to create goals?

"hey-hey,"

"recidivist,"

"Recurring offender!"

Zhang Lu laughed, laughing so hard that he couldn't stop, and then continued to smile and said, "Actually, this is not Zheng Zhi's first time?"

"Think about it carefully in the Champions League final two months ago, didn't Zheng Zhi and Ribery cooperate in this way to make a classic free kick? At that time, Zheng Zhi pushed Ribery down. Everyone thought they had an internal strife, but in everyone's unexpected eyes, Zheng Zhi directly scored the goal."

"And today, didn't he do that too?"

“People in the world have been deceived.”

"Every part of him can be used to deceive, it's so terrible. His eyes, his various limbs, every movement... the football has been integrated into his body."

...

...

In Italy, only Inter Milan fans are in conflict. Although they are obviously overwhelmed by Zheng Zhigong, they are very excited and excited.

Cool!

Cool!

Cool!

So cool!

From the perspective of Italy, they were extremely angry at Zheng Zhi's assist.

But from Inter Milan's perspective, Zheng Zhi is their Inter Milan player, and he is Inter Milan's No. 10.

Isn’t such a talented midfield core the most they want?

He belongs to Inter Milan!

...

...

0:2.

The Italian soldiers on the field finally dropped their heads, and all their morale was defeated by the ball. They worked hard, focused, and tried everything, but in the defense, they did almost nothing and were extremely perfect.

but,

Zheng Zhi used such a weird way to create the second goal for the Chinese team.

well,

I really can't figure it out.

Pirlo shook his head in his heart, and suddenly felt that he didn't know anything about Zheng Zhi. He had been imitating and learning, thinking that he was one of the people in the world who knew Zheng Zhi the best, but now he found that he didn't know anything, that was a strange opponent and a strange teammate.

And in Sydney.

Ronaldinho thought so too.

"Um?!"

His eyes were wide open, and he looked disbelief. He didn't even feel alert even when the rabbit's teeth fell.

"Is this the guy I know?"

"It's so thief!"

"It's so thief!"

"It's completely different from his style. I feel like my mind is full of bad water. I have to re-examine him..."

"But he has never cheated on me for money, right?"

...

...

Beep,

The whistle sounded and the game resumed, but there was not much time left for Italy, only two minutes of injury time.

The Italian has now temporarily lost his soul, and even Pirlo's goal was absent-minded. He fell behind two goals and was disrupted by two unexpected goals. Head coach Tardelli's yelling on the sidelines became smaller and smaller, and no one heard what he was yelling.

Two minutes passed in a flash, and the first half finally ended, and the Chinese team unexpectedly led Italy 2:0.

In the first game of the Olympic semi-finals, when everyone thought that the two teams would play very hard, the Chinese team led two goals, and Italy was beaten so hard that it was impossible to find the north. Of course, although the score was two goals, the offensive opportunities of both sides were actually similar. However, both teams seized it, but Italy did not. As for defense, they actually showed a high level, but Italy's luck was a little worse.

Old Maldini sat in the live broadcast room and spread her hands helplessly, "What can I say?"

"That guy,"

"He changed everything."

"I can blame Italy's defense for the first goal, but I can't blame the defense for the second goal."

“He has indeed deceived the whole world.”

"I can't think that everyone's attention was not enough at that time, and this kind of deception was devastating."

“He is indeed a great player, full of creativity.”

"I think Inter Milan has really waited for the person they want, yes, it's him."

Old Maldini's comments were still very objective. He did not always bombard Italy's defense, but recognized Zheng Zhi's performance.

However, in the locker room at the Sydney Stadium, the Italian coach's artillery fire was quite fierce.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

“What the hell are you doing?!”

"Why are all the attention drawn out!"

"No matter who the opponent is, this is not a reason why you don't stare at people!"

"Zaqi?"

"Ferrari?"

"Cirillo?"

"Do you have no strength?"

Crazy questioning, hysterical roar, crazy and completely lose your composure...

So much so that Tardelli forgot what he should do, at least motivate his disciples to find ways to score goals and equalize the score.

In another locker room, the picture was completely opposite. Everyone was having fun and curious about how Zheng Zhi thought of it at that time.

"Zheng Zhi, I looked confused at that time."
To be continued...