"&*%￥#", Bentner muttered. Seeing that Bentner was still cursing, Romedal came up to pat the young man's shoulder. Bentner lowered his head and followed Romedal into the player channel. Originally, this should have been what Qin Tian should do, but Qin Tian was also in a bad mood at this moment, and Thomason was also communicating with him.

The atmosphere in the locker room was a bit dull. Through a wall, you could clearly hear the unrestrained laughter of the Brazilian players on the opposite side. Although you didn't know why you laughed, any stimulation seemed to be a needle in the hearts of the Danish players. I was very unhappy, very depressed, and wanted to vent...

"It's so fucking annoying, damn..."

"The referee is the bastard of Brazilian life."

"You're blind, you can't see clearly. Could it be that our tens of thousands of people's eyes were wrong at the same time?"

“…”

The door of the locker room opened again, and Olsen with a frosty face came in. Everyone knew when they saw Olsen's face, that's bad. At this moment, the old man was about to get angry, and they all shrank their heads and pretended to be ostrich.

"Everyone lifts his head and puts away your useless complaints," Olson said word by word, looking around the locker room, "Leave that shit referee first, I just want to know, are you satisfied with your performance in the first half? Are you satisfied? Do you think you are playing in the World Cup? I don't think."

No one spoke, and some even began to lower their heads. To be honest, they did not perform well in the first half. The Brazilian's lead was not accidental or simply because of that misjudgment. It can only be said that the opponent played at ordinary levels, but the Denmark team did not perform and was afraid of his hands.

"Michelle, is the data from the first half of the game coming out?" Olson turned around and asked Michelle beside him. He was responsible for analyzing the data collected and summarizing it to Olson. This is also one of the duties of the assistant coach.

"It's already done. Brazil's 12 shots, 8 straight shots, 2 goals, we shot 6 times, 2 straight shots, 1 goal; Brazil's 18 steals, 15 effective times, we steal 10 times, 5 effective times, 2 corner kicks, 2 free kicks, 2 free kicks; Brazil's fouls were 3 times, without yellow cards, we 6 times, and 1 yellow card. It should be noted that 3 of our 6 fouls occurred in the last 3 minutes," Michel paused and said it.

Obviously, the Brazilian team is far higher than the Denmark team in terms of total data and effective data. It can show that the Denmark team is very passive in the scene and is completely unbalanced in mentality. Especially in the last few minutes, the number of unnecessary fouls increased, indicating that the players' minds are no longer on playing football.

"Is anyone still want to say something now? Is the score behind only because of the referee's problem? Our fighting spirit, our tactics? Our mentality? Especially the best 3 minutes, I can't see anyone playing football. What I see is a group of rugby players whose goal is to go to the opponent's players' bodies. Damn, you should go to the United States to develop.

Could it be that because of that stupid referee, everyone will not play football and will not score goals? Looking at your performance, I feel ashamed that you are wasting your precious World Cup experience.

Qin, as the captain, what I saw at the last moment was not the performance a captain should have. You were like a naughty boy, venting your dissatisfaction childishly. Do you think what you did is useful? Did it help the team?"

"Boss, I..." Qin Tian was red and raised his head. At this moment, he calmed down. After thinking about his performance, he was really ashamed. "I have a responsibility for the performance in the first half. Boss, let's see how we went in the second half."

In the locker room on the other side, after praising the players' performance, Dunga criticized some details, especially the ball that was blown away. It can only be said that luck is on his side and has nothing to do with his skills. "The second half of the game will not be easy to play, and the opponent will definitely attack wildly, but this is also an opportunity for us. Seize every opportunity, strive to expand the score, and solve them.

Melo, in the second half, I hope the left offense will improve and play a leading role, making the opponent unable to defend."

Melo nodded carelessly, "Don't worry, boss, I know what to do." The other players also nodded, expressing their understanding. Dunga's past coaching Brazil has formed a variety of conventional tactics in the past few years, and the players have long been very clear about the tactics the head coach uses at every time.

On the other side, Olsen continued to explain the tactics of the second half, and drew out several key players from the opponent on the tactical board, Melo, Silva, Kaka, Robinho and Fabiano. "Please pay attention. The cooperation between these people is first of all, the triangle cooperation between two players on the same side and Fabiano. At the same time, the five of them formed a large triangle for rotation cooperation, which is different from the Brazilian team we knew before. At that time, their midfielder had only one absolute core.

So, what we have to do is to disrupt their triangles and break down their cooperation so that they cannot look at each other at the beginning and end, and the rhythm is disordered, and the pressure on defense will be less. At the same time, we can use enough energy to complete the attack. Paulson, Thomason and Qin, the responsibilities of you three will be heavier."

"Others, this is what we need..."

When the halftime break was over, Olson stopped his explanation. The players stood up one after another, communicated with each other and walked towards the passage. When Qin Tian walked outside the door, he was stopped by Thomason. When Olson explained the tactics just now, Qin Tian noticed that it seemed that the old captain was going to say something to him, and he also consciously walked at the end.

"Captain, are you looking for me? I've calmed down." Qin Tian grabbed his head.

"Haha, no, I'm telling you about the second half of the game. That's how I think about it. In the second half, we exchange positions and I'll protect the backcourt. You'll be responsible for the offense with all your heart, so that you can play better."

"But, the boss's tactics are not like this, we are like this..."

"It's okay, I don't think the boss will say anything, and this is the best choice. In the first half, you have to attack and defend and you have to disperse your energy. This is not beneficial to the overall situation of the team. What the team needs most now is to equalize the score and increase morale. Otherwise, if we continue to play like this, we really don't have many opportunities."

"I understand, let's do it, then thank you for your hard work."

Attack, you must attack. Even if you are facing poison, you must drink it. Otherwise, there is really no chance. Olson looked at the players walking on the field one after another, especially Qin Tian, ​​who was wearing the Danish team's Glory No. 10, talking to Thomason, "It's up to you, Qin!"

At the beginning of the second half, Olsen waved his hand and signaled the team to start the attack. Qin Tian also returned to his familiar position, no longer caring about the defense behind him, and began his own rhythm. From the midfield of the Denmark, he was very active in protecting the team. Perhaps the offense composed of Robinho and Kaka was amazingly powerful, but as long as they were not allowed to get the ball, there was no way to talk about any threat.

Qin Tian, ​​who was unscrupulous, put a lot of pressure on the opponent. He can play the ball, dribble the ball, and intercept the robbery. In short, with him harassing behind enemy lines like a special forces, it will be very difficult for the Brazilian team to launch an effective attack for a while, and if you are not careful, you may be beaten by the general.

The scene seemed a little favorable to the Denmark. Of course, Brazil was a beast after all, and it would not have been easily bitten to death by the little tiger of the Denmark. Just when everything seemed to be moving towards the favorable direction of the Denmark, an unexpected blow came again.

This was a beautiful attack launched by the Denmark team. After being intercepted by Thomason in the backcourt, he quickly launched a long-distance attack. The Danish offensive players in the frontcourt responded quickly, crossed the position, and handed the ball to Glenshare's feet. Glenshare dribbled the ball through Robinho at high speed, and then knocked the ball to Qin Tian's feet in the middle.

Qin Tian, ​​who pulled the ball and turned around, knocked the ball towards the Brazilian team's goal with his heels...

"Shot?!This ball..." Duan Xuan was about to say something, for example, Qin Tian's shot was a bit hasty, and this ball wasted an opportunity. Unexpectedly, no player encountered it while the ball was moving forward and rolled straight towards the goal. If no one blocked it, then...

If it were an ordinary goalkeeper, the ball might have entered, but the Brazilian goalkeeper was Cesar after all. At the critical moment, he forced the ball to touch with his fingertips, causing Qin Tian to suddenly shoot on the post and then bounce out of the baseline. The ball was hit by the heel, and the force was not very strong. In addition, Qin Tian was at least five or six meters away from the goal, so Cesar still had a chance to react. If the shot was only about one to two meters away from the goal, then Schmeichel could not save it.

"Oh... It's a shame, this ball is a pity. If this ball is about to score, it is even more magical than the world wave Kaka just now. But in this way, the Brazilian team must be coming back to their senses. If they are always so unconscious and careless, such a threatening shot will be the second time. With Dunga's personality, he will never ignore Qin Tian." Duan Xuan wanted to make up for the ball.

"Yes, the next game should be much more interesting. It's the World Cup's top 8 game. Which one can enter the top 8 is a general? I believe that the fans sitting in the stands will not feel that they have spent money in vain," said Tao Wei.

But at this moment, a huge cry broke out in Duan Xuan and Tao Wei's ears, "Long live! Brazil!"

The two were shocked and looked around. In the Danish team's penalty area, Brazilian players wearing yellow jerseys were hugging each other. Many players waved their arms to greet the Brazilian fans in the stands. On the contrary, the Danish team players were confused and at a loss, and they lost the ball again!

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