Fortunately, I just played with the Chinese team!

Liu Hao waved his fists and walked back with the ball in his arms. This is not the time to celebrate, and the score is still behind!

The teammates wanted to rush over to celebrate with him, but he refused!

"It seems that until now, he is the only one who is awake! He has not celebrated, he still wants to score! The Chinese team is not dead yet, and the Chinese team still has hope!"

After a long time, Huang Jianxiang didn't see hope, but Liu Hao's corner kick just now made him seem to see a little hope.

"This goal may be the best goal in this Asian Cup. It may be the best goal in the world! Of course, FIFA may be very immense this year, because when they select the top ten goals of the year, they will be shocked to find that the top ten goals may all come from one person, that is Liu Hao!"

The stadium was finally cheering. The Chinese fans have never cheered until now. They are really the most pitiful fan in the world. And the corner kick goal in the 71st minute finally woke everyone up from the nightmare!

Liu Hao's goal awakened the fans and teammates.

After his goal, the Chinese team finally looked like a team, and even the handling of the ball under his feet was much better than before.

The Saudi team's condition has also fluctuated, not as calm as before. This is the difference between scoring goals and being scored.

Now they are afraid of losing points! They are timid!

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" The familiar Chinese dialect sounded on the court, and the enthusiasm of the fans was ignited again. For the first time, I saw a Chinese team that never gave up. When Zhang Xizhe and Wu Lei connected the midfield, the Chinese team began to enter the rhythm of offense.

"Roar! Rush them to death!" The extreme fans even stood on the railing barely, waving.

Even random fists can kill the master, let alone Zhang Xizhe and the others.

A gust of Chinese wind rolled up in front of Saudi Arabia's penalty area, catching the Saudi team off guard.

They didn't expect why the Chinese team players suddenly became fierce, which was completely different from the sick team in the first half.

In the 79th minute, Zhang Xizhe finally brought a free kick to the Chinese team!

"Haha! You are still dead now!" Hao Haidong slapped the table and finally stopped his emotions! Zhang Xizhe had just fallen to the ground when he stood up.

Although the referee did not point to the penalty spot, it was better than the penalty!

On the bench of Saudi Arabia, some players even covered their eyes and dared not look at this set piece. As long as the person standing in front of the ball is Liu Hao, no one can face this set piece calmly.

Some substitute players have kneeled down on the ground, folded their hands together, and prayed to Allah Allah. This is the time, unless Allah really appears, should they stop Liu Hao's goal?

However, God is very busy. Allah is very busy, and they have no time to take care of this game! Maybe they want to see Liu Hao's goal more!

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"It's flat! It's flat! It's flat!"

Huang Jianxiang and Hao Haidong hugged each other tightly, like two children with frozen chickens, forgetting that they were in front of the TV.

They didn't know that the fans in front of the TV had already laughed.

In the past few years, I have never seen such an excited commentator, let alone an ordinary person, but Chairman Hao Haidong!

Although he is the chairman, he is also a Chinese fan! It is actually normal to be so excited!

"I can fuck you! Is this the Chinese team? I'm not wrong! Liu Hao, Liu Hao. Bull Nose, you can play a hat trick for me to see!" Yao Shixing rubbed his eyes, unable to believe that he had focused on China before, thinking that he was going to waste again. Now he still looks a little hope of making a comeback.

After waiting for almost eighty minutes, the Chinese team finally climbed to the shore again!

"Liu Hao scored twice, bringing the Chinese team back to life! The Chinese team did not die, but came alive. This is the game that fans want to see. See hope in a desperate situation!"

The Saudis failed to laugh to the end, and finally the Chinese team tied because of their own panic.

Kosming was crazy! In just ten minutes, the Chinese team scored two goals and stole his victory! Damn set-piece! Damn Liu Hao! Kosming didn't have a trace of calmness. Although it was very cold, he still unbuttoned the buttons of the shirt in his suit, and he couldn't breathe. What we need to consider now is not to win the game. Instead, preventing the Chinese team from scoring another goal! It doesn't matter if the three-pointer becomes one point, it will be troublesome if it turns into zero points.

He changed the two people in one breath, all of them were midfielders. He gave in and couldn't lose any points anymore. He just wanted a draw! He was going to get a draw, and he wouldn't be greedy or not!

It's really tormenting!

Now it was his turn to form a 460 formation. Only No. 21 was left in front because he had the fastest speed.

But Perrin is not a fool. He created a barrier in front of No. 21. Unless you can fly, you even Bolt would not want to attack again!

Of course, Perlan and Kosmin have different ideas, and he wants more!

A draw? He still wants three points!

Of course, he did not invest much troops. It was completely up to Zhang Xizhe and others to mess around in front.

"At this time, Perrin was completely allowed to do whatever he wanted. They didn't pass the ball at all, and the Saudis came to grab it. This blatant tactic can only be used by the Chinese team and Arsenal. You can grab it, kick it!" Huang Jianxiang said in a teasing tone.

However, the Saudis did not dare to make a foot! Because they did not dare to make foot, they were a little timid, and then Zhang Xizhe created an opportunity for himself! But he was not greedy for me and cleverly knocked Wu Lei with his heel in front of the penalty area.

Just as he reached Wu Lei's right foot, Wu Lei followed the opportunity to push and shoot from the instep inside his right foot!

The angle is quite accurate! Flying towards the corner of the goal!

There are too many people in the penalty area, and it is too late to knock the goalkeeper down.

With a tingling sound, the ball actually hit the goal post!

"What a pity! Didn't this stadium be made by the Chinese? Why did even block the Chinese's shots!" Huang Jianxiang exclaimed.

The ball was cleared by the opponent's defender!

"There are three minutes left, and the Chinese team still has a chance! Of course, there is still a chance to score goals!"

"The opportunity for the Chinese team is here again! Liu Jianye cleared the ball with his big foot, Yu Hanchao grabbed the ball, he transferred it to Hao Junmin's side, Hao Junmin made the ball under Zhang Xizhe's feet, and Zhang Xizhe sent it to Wu Lei again, and Wu Lei got rid of the opponent's defense! Single-kill! Single-kill! Single-kill!"

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"My mother! Who the hell has turned off the power!" Yao Shixing was listening to Huang Jianxiang's raging commentary when suddenly there was a crunch, and the TV flashed and the power went out!

"Fuck, at the critical moment, what a scoundrel, it's out of power!" Yao Shixing quickly took out his cell phone and clicked on the webpage. As soon as Wu Lei scored the ball just now, the Chinese team won. The key is that he won't lose money!

The Chinese team gave up a goal, and as soon as the ball was scored, it would at least not lose money. When this guy played in the Chinese team, he once again chose to believe in the Chinese team, but he might lose all his money again.

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As soon as he entered the website, the TV flashed again and the electricity came again.

I happened to hear the referee's three whistles.

"Did you go in?" he asked himself.

"What a pity. Wu Lei didn't kick the single shot in. If he kicked it in, the result would be 3:2." Huang Jianxiang gave him the answer.

"Fuck!" Yao Shixing cursed again, almost spitting blood, "My money!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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