Godfather of national football

Chapter 678 Top of the World ([-])

As long as the French team takes the ball in the Chinese team's half, Li Guo's heart will be disturbed. After all, this set of attacking groups is too terrifying.

Not to mention teamwork, even one-on-one is top-notch. If there are one or two superstars, then the Chinese team can brazenly use killing tactics, but the opponent has too many attack points, and they can't even "kill".

Griezmann ran back and switched positions with Mbappe. These two often switch positions. Sometimes Griezmann is in front, and sometimes he retreats to the position of the midfielder.

At this time, Griezmann ran back to the position of the front midfielder. Facing the rolling ball, Griezmann slammed the sole of his foot and passed the ball to Mbappe in front. The latter didn't stop the ball and pushed his arch directly.

The ball hit Wang Dalei's feet and rolled out of the baseline.

France gets a corner kick!
The French fans at the scene were shouting in unison, and they all seemed to think that this is a good opportunity, but they don't know where the confidence comes from?
Later, Li Guo found out that according to statistics, the French team scored the most goals from set kicks in the top 32 of the World Cup.

Koeman ran to take a corner kick, Pogba was still in front of the penalty area, ready to give the Chinese team a second fatal blow.

Koeman took a corner kick and the ball turned into the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team. Yin Di hit the ball, but hit the bottom of the ball, that is, pushed the ball into the air.

When the ball fell, a strange scene appeared, Martial and Mbappe kicked the ball at the same time.

Li Guo was stunned, and instantly remembered the young football player he had seen N years ago, "Isn't this a weird scene that only appears in young football players?"

Martial and Mbappe are indeed from Monaco, and they are both Henry's successors. They really have a tacit understanding.

But the reality is different from that in Captain Tsubasa. Li Guo remembers that in Captain Tsubasa, when two people kicked the football at the same time, the ball would fly in a strange arc, but in reality, the ball just bounced off the ground and then spun around in place.

Wang Dalei bent down and reached out to grab the ball, holding the ball firmly. At this time, the director quickly cut to the replay screen, and some fans who hadn't seen clearly just now were also happy. This is really the legendary synchronization of the gods.

Then the scene of the scene switched again, and cut to a spectator in the stands. This person was grinning and wearing big sunglasses, as if he didn't want to be recognized by others, but the fans at the scene recognized him at first sight.

He is Materazzi. The case between him and Qi Zu has not been resolved yet, but Materazzi is naturally an enemy in the eyes of the French, and a big enemy at that.

There were boos at the scene, but Materazzi was still smiling happily, as if it didn't matter, but fortunately Qi Zu was not there, otherwise the live director would definitely bring the two of them together.

*****
The game seems to have entered a stalemate period. This is a fixed period of time that will appear in every game. It is just a question of whether it is long or short. So now there is a new term in football, called net playing time, which is the continuous time of the game.

Generally, the net time of finals is not too long, especially in the second half, the leading side will try to delay the time.

At this time, the bosses on the bench of the French team also got up and ran to warm up.

Benzema, Payet, Giroud, Sissoko, Sakho.

Resounding names flashed across Li Guo's mind, and Ji Ke couldn't bear it anymore, "This is a demonstration against us, let's go to warm up too."

Pu Shuang pulled, "You are stupid, people want you to go out and compare with them, and compare you to them."

"Pooh."

"Hehe, let me ask you, do you think you are qualified to be compared with Benzema?"

As soon as this remark came out, Ji Ke was dumbfounded. Pu Shuang's words were like a slap in the face. Of course, Ji Ke knew in his heart that there was no comparison. They were Real Madrid's BBC, but they won't lose if they lose.

Micro Motion Yi also said: "Pu Shuang is right this time, going out is a slap in the face, not going out proves that we don't care."

Ji Ke had nothing to say, so he could only sit down obediently and think about it, Ji Ke's Ah Q spirit was fully displayed.

"Did you watch the European Cup final two years ago?"

Pu Shuang and Micro Motion nodded.

"Then you should know that it was a big striker who beat the French team in the end."

The two of them glanced at Ji Ke at the same time, and at this moment they both understood that Ji Ke was comparing himself to Ed, not to mention, apart from the difference in skin color, the characteristics of the two playing football are quite similar, but this analogy is still a bit too far-fetched.

Pu Shuang chuckled, "Then I can only wish you good luck."

Ji Ke thought about it, but he didn't know whether Pu Shuang was sincere or mocking himself.

*****
On the court, the Chinese team counterattacked quickly and won a corner kick. The live director once again showed the screen to Materazzi in the stands.

This time the Frenchman was angry, which was clearly implying something. Materazzi scored the corner kick for Italy's equalizer.

"Is this director bought by the Chinese?" a French fan shouted.

"No, the Russians must be jealous of us."

Zheng Zhi ran to the corner area. In the penalty area, Koscielny had already stared Zhou Dun to death. He spread his hands around Zhou Dun and almost hugged Zhou Dun.

Li Heng, another high point in the penalty area, was let go. The Chinese team had a total of three high points in the French team's penalty area this time. Chen Gelin and Zhou Dun were stared to death.

After the ball was kicked out, the defenders of the French team were dumbfounded, and the two high points of the Chinese team rushed towards the penalty area together.

Koscielny was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Just for a moment, the ball passed the French team's toughest defense in the middle, and someone jumped high at the back point and smashed the ball towards the French team's goal.

Lee Hyung!

Looking at the ball again, it has already passed the cross of Lloris.

The ball was scored, and the red ocean in the stands on one side of the scene boiled. When the dust settled, Koscielny realized that there was no contest for the ball. If Zhou Dun fought him for the ball, everyone would be turned on their backs, and they could fight for an offensive and defensive foul, but...Zhou Dun didn't touch him at all.

The Chinese team's corner kick tactics are too subtle, the French team is really unexpected, Deschamps can only smile wryly, this kind of ball is the most useless, there is not even an excuse to vent your anger.

Lee Hyung rushed to the scene to take pictures, breathed out on the camera lens, and wrote "Mom, I love you" on it.

The mist on the camera disappeared after a while, but this scene was seen by audiences all over the world. It turns out that the defender of the Chinese team is still a warm man.

Li Guo on the sidelines did not celebrate at first, but he was suddenly attacked. Ji Ke fell on Li Guo, and the two of them fell together. If Li Guo was injured, it would be the most unjust injury in the history of the World Cup.

"Sir Sir, you are right. The strong may not necessarily defeat the weak on the football field. No, we are not weak."

Ferguson chuckled: "Li Guo, it's good for you to learn and sell now."

(End of this chapter)