"Hehe, Zheng Zhi's leak is so beautiful."

"He always had a third eye on his body. I guess he had noticed Sui Xiliang coming from the left."

"Sui Xiliang did not disappoint his expectations and completed the goal."

"Of course, Sun Jihai's breakthrough on the left just now was also quite beautiful. Facing Koko and Zanqi, he dribbled the ball and broke to the bottom line with fearlessness, and then swept the ball out. I have to say that after joining Arsenal, both confidence and skills have been greatly improved."

"A score of 3:1, I think Italy should have hope for the United States and Europe. If nothing unexpected happens, we will advance to the finals. There is not much time left for Italy, less than ten minutes."

"I believe that most people would never have expected such a big score before the game. The technical and tactical level of both sides is extremely high. It can only be said that the Chinese team can seize the opportunity to counterattack."

The red sun in the west slowly sets, and Italy's future seems to be coming to an end. Even the referee's whistle became much more harsh. The Italian fans in the stands could no longer sit still, almost all lying on the railings, staring at the stadium in pain.

At this time, Old Maldini suddenly sighed to the sky in the live broadcast room: "At this time, only God can save Italy."

"We need to finish two goals in a few minutes?"

"Impossible."

He is a pessimist...

In this summer's European Cup, he also appeared in the live broadcast room of Sky Sports as a commentator. He also watched Italy be defeated by the French team in overtime. Not long after, today he saw that the Italian national Olympic team was about to lose to the Chinese national Olympic team in the semi-finals.

Italy's formation is also undergoing fierce changes. The formation has become 352, or even 343. Zanbrotta has already hit the winger's position, and even pure engineer-type midfielder like Gattuso has crossed the midfield.

Pirlo took the ball in the middle, and Zheng Zhi was still ahead of him who was almost insurmountable throughout the game. His teammates were already running in their respective positions, but even if they passed the ball over, it didn't seem meaningful.

Passing him.

I have to break through his defense.

Pirlo, who had a flash of eyes, dribbled the ball to meet Zheng Zhi, shook his right foot and drew a semicircle. Then his left foot also drew a semicircle. He stepped on the bicycle, remembering that his left and right feet continued to follow, and continued to cycling four consecutively.

But Zheng Zhi was unmoved and his small steps continued to move backwards, but he was not confused by Pirlo and was not deceived. Zheng Zhi was not an impulsive player and would not make any moves easily. But at this moment, Pirlo saw Ventola's roundabout running and suddenly stabbed the ball forward!

Ventura's running position is good, but Li Weifeng is not a wooden stake, so he kept up with Ventura in time.

Although Ventola ran diagonally and got the ball, Li Weifeng also blocked his forward route. It was impossible for Ventola to rush into the penalty area and complete the shot. However, Ventola still struggled to bounce the ball out of the penalty area with his left foot. Zanbrotta dragged Tao Wen to the left side of the penalty area and received the ball. He pushed the ball out with his left foot and then dunked back. The whole person and the ball suddenly flashed to Tao Wen's right side!

clatter!

He pushed forward with his right foot, but he dribbled the ball into the penalty area.

Chen Xi in front of the goal immediately moved to the right and sealed the near corner. At the same time, Zanbrotta's right foot had hit the ball, just hitting the near corner! Even if Chen Xi had already stood up, he still had to force the ball to shoot.

As a result, Chen Xi blocked the ball with both fists.

The ball jumped high outside the penalty area.

Pirlo, Ambroseni, Zheng Zhi and Li Yin all rushed towards the ball at the same time. Pirlo and Zheng Zhi jumped almost at the same time, but Li Yin and Ambroseni were slower. Seeing that Zheng Zhi jumped higher, Ambroseni secretly pushed Zheng Zhi's waist with his right hand.

Zheng Zhi immediately lost the advantage and failed to hit the ball. His body quickly tilted to the side, and Pirlo's head fell on the ball, pushing the ball to the left.

The ball fell in front of Koko, almost exactly the same position as Sui Xiliang's just now.

Just as Koko was about to kick, the whistle still sounded. The French referee hesitated for a moment and thought Ambrosini had committed a foul.

Beep,

A crisp whistle sounded, but Koko had already swung the ball into the goal!

boom--

The Italian fans in the stands immediately raised their arms and cheered, without hearing the referee's whistle at all. When the referee waved his hand to indicate that the goal was invalid, they were all confused.

"What?"

"What?"

"The goal is invalid?"

"asshole,"

"This is a good ball."

"Why can't it be counted?"

"A foul?"

Seeing the referee gesticking pushing people, the Italian fans were even more angry.

"Bastard, this guy was sent from France."

"This guy can't see Italy's goodness, and he wishes Italy was eliminated!"

"Ahhhh! Why should I hire a French referee!"

Invalid goals, ruthless penalty.

The score has not changed, the score is still 1:3.

"That's it?"

"A foul was punished with just a little physical contact? Is the Ligue 1 a piece of paper? Such simple physical contact was punished? Oh my God, I doubt whether the referee's law enforcement ability is enough to be competent for such a critical game,"

"Does Italy suffer less losses in the international arena? Why does the Italian Football Association always fail to do this? Maybe they are just serving Juventus!"

Old Maldini immediately shouted, the Italian Football Association was caught in the shooting again, and even Juventus was shot...

...

Ambrosini, who had been fouled first, was dissatisfied and rushed to the referee to appeal and protest. He was thick-skinned. The referee must be unhappy. You are still so awesome after the foul?

I couldn't bear it anymore and put my left hand in my pocket, but it was finally put back. Italy is now behind two goals, so don't create any more tragedy for Italy! He bypassed Ambrosini. He could give this guy a yellow card.

"Oh,"

"I felt a cold sweat in a scare. I thought the ball was in. However, judging from the slow-motion replay, Ambroseni's hand was pushing Zheng Zhi's back, and there was no problem with this penalty."

Huang Jianxiang was shocked and sweated coldly, and subconsciously raised his hand to look at the watch on his left wrist.

"Hold on for a few more minutes, there will be no more time."

Horton is also watching, Zhu Guanghu from the Chinese coaching staff is also watching, as long as he is a Chinese fan, he will glance at the time...

Fan Zhi put the ball on the foul spot and scanned the whole game. Finally, he kicked the ball in front of Li Yi. Li Yi was almost beaten by Ferrari and Chiriloga, but he bravely resisted the two of them, jumped firmly, spread his arms to both sides, and his right back was directly stuck on Chirilo's face.

Li Yi committed a foul again.

But he doesn't care. He can drag it for a second, and when he falls, he even kicks the ball to Abiati in the penalty area.

Abiatti rushed outside the penalty area, put the ball on the turf and immediately kicked the ball to Koko on the left side. Koko passed it straight to Marcota who was retreating. Marcota resisted Sun Jihai and swept the ball to Gattuso.

Gattuso was a little embarrassed, this was a pass test.

"Give me!"

Pirlo accelerated and rushed towards him to respond.

Hearing Pirlo's voice, Gattuso came over without hesitation, but before the ball reached his feet, Zheng Zhi's sliding tackle arrived, swept across from the side, and directly shoveled the ball away, while Pirlo jumped up in the air!

Zanchi rushed up frantically and still regained the ball. Then he passed the ball to Ambrosini, who gave it to Zanbrosini, and Zanbrosini immediately kicked the ball!

Da ~

Fan Zhiyi shook his head in the air, and the ball flew out again. The high ball could not pass Fan Zhiyi's level!

"3 minutes of stoppage time, hold on!"

Before Li Yin could fall in front of the penalty area, he kicked the ball into Italy's backcourt with a big foot! At this time, just boldly clear the ball.

Ferrari stopped the ball with her chest and also pulled the ball back into the Chinese team's penalty area! Under the cover of Ambrocsini, Marciota finally settled the ball, and tilted back his head and went back a little. The ball bounced to the other side. Li Weifeng and Ventola jumped at the same time to compete for the top, but Li Weifeng hit the ball, but the flying speed of the ball was not fast at first, and Li Weifeng couldn't use it either. The ball just bounced for more than two meters.

It's Zambrota again!

Zanbrotta's figure quickly swept into the penalty area. This time he did not make any adjustments and directly pulled the ball with his left foot.

Bang--

Tao Weng flew to block the ball and blocked it straight away! The ball finally popped out of the penalty area.

Gatuso and Li Yin rushed towards the ball desperately, but Gatuso was the first to get stuck in the favorable position. Although Gatuso's height was not advantageous, his horse stance slashed and his male body was shocked, and even Li Yin could not be hit!

After knocking Li Yin away, Gatuso didn't think much about it this time. He immediately took a step forward and dribbled the ball into the Chinese team's penalty area and shot angrily.

boom--

A heavy cannon that was so angry that he shot the ball! Gattuso almost used all his strength.

Chen Xi in front of the goal had no time to move his body, but subconsciously reached out to the near post.

Duang!!!!!!

The ball hit the lintel and bounced out of the baseline directly. The whole goal trembled wildly and buzzed. Gattuso's shot hit the lintel, just a few centimeters away, and he could score the goal.

“Gattuso!”

"This shot is really too strong."

"I held it too tightly. If I had a smaller force and pressed my feet down, the ball might have entered."

"Baseline ball."

"Even if Gatuso scores this goal, Italy actually has no time."
To be continued...