Vol 4 Chapter 812: Rush on the family court

() Dongzi's injury is more annoying for the Chinese team than Gaolatxicai.
Although the first four games lost goals in each game, the Chinese team's defense still showed extremely stable strength, not inferior to the other seven teams in the quarterfinals. But you want to say that the team's defense has reached the level of European powerhouses, but it is also nonsense. The depth of defense of the Chinese team is very problematic.
Outside of Ma Jiangdandong, there is no substitute close to the overall level, things are as simple as that.
Dongzi is injured, but the game will continue. Sforza has two options, but each has its pros and cons. One is to use Zheng Zhi or Feng Xiaoting to play the central defender and move the iron egg to the back left, just like the second half of the game against Portugal.
However, the 37-year-old Dazhi’s physical endurance is in doubt. He is now an intermittent + standing play, and he is positioned as a clear substitute. It will be very troublesome to start the second half.
Xiaofeng's experience is fairly rich, but his personal ability is not good. In the face of Brazil's repeated bans on the infiltration of the middle road, what should he do?
In the second method, the central defender does not move, and the left midfielder c Zhe has a cameo. In this way, the deep attack power is guaranteed, but C Zhe is not a full-time defender after all, let him carry the raging Brazil wing and be beaten and cry?
In the final analysis, Brazil's opponent is too strong, which directly caused the defects of the Chinese players' personal ability to become a big hole. If it is not the World Cup but the Asian Cup, these are actually nothing.
Sforza smashed his hair violently. During the tactical meeting, he asked Zhuo Yang: Do you have any good suggestions?
Zhuo Yang said: "We brought eight guards, don't we need to be the master? We have fought harder battles than this, afraid of a hammer."
Brother Zha patted the table. Instead of fearing wolves before and fearing tigers, it's better to beat you and I beat mine. If it's complicated, it's not a good choice. Let's go for the simplest one. As a result, the most direct matchup substitution, left back substitute Jiang Zhipeng started.
Dapeng is 29 years old this year and entered the national team standing list five years ago. He is considered a senior player in the national football team.
When given a chance, you must seize it. In the 8th minute of the game, facing William and Fagner's double play on the wing, Dapeng looked at the timing and broke the football out of the bottom line.
The handling was not good or bad, but Zhuo Yang still gave Dapeng a thumbs up.
William took a corner kick. Zhuo Yang ignored Neymar and Jesus's little scorpions. Seeing Peng Peng suddenly jumped from the middle to the front of the goal post, he immediately followed.
The distance is a bit far, and I want to head the ball with Peng Peng, but this is obviously not difficult for Zhuo Yang. He and Peng Peng took off at the same time, Peng Peng was grabbing a spot, and Zhuo Yang used his big head to seal the line in front of the door.
The 31-year-old Peng Peng is old fritters. He seems to know what Zhuo Boss is going to do behind his ass. He didn't take the header and didn't point it. Instead, he slapped it gently. The arc was not high. The football just passed Zhuo Yang's top, and the ball was fast. Unhappy, fluttering down to the front post.
This ball is too clever. It hasn't been bad water for fifteen years, and it's absolutely impossible to do something like a chicken thief.
Because they were blocked by Zhuo Yang, the Chinese players thought that Peng Peng could only move the ball to the arc and the white point, because there were Neymar and Jesus, or to go to the back post, Paulinho. Side haunt.
So he slapped me so much before I didn't go in. It was beyond everyone's expectation, even his teammates. Only his partner, Ti Xi, had a good mind.
As the apprentice of the silent grandfather Tesak, Pompong has scored a lot of headers in recent years. The defender who can score more headers than him is Ti Xi. These two players are simply deadly when they set the ball. Tons and Laporte are just two compared to them.
Ti Xi suddenly appeared at the front post, and Yan Junlin was stunned in the small restricted area.
This thing is the empty door close at hand! Don't talk about holding your head up, it's just blowing, spitting, and farting, and it gets in too.
At the critical moment, Zhuo Yang has to be looked at.
In fact, he couldn't do anything about it, and he didn't even know what was going on behind him because his eyes were staring at the flamboyant in front of him after the jump. And even if he sees Ti Xi throwing an open position, he can only stare at him from a distance of 5 meters.
Zhuo Yang just subconsciously slapped him when he was molested by the scalp of such a chicken thief.
After the football was over the top, Zhuo Yang was suddenly inspired in the air, and his body immediately turned back into the sky, showing a tendency to fly into the sky.
But it was obviously useless. The air could not take root. Even if the body was folded up, the legs and feet could rise up, and the upper body would have to go down as much as possible. The sole of the foot is a little bit short, and it has not changed any trajectory of the football.
But this time it was severely swayed to the pedestal. At such a short time, he was taken aback, and then he wanted to chase the falling football and make an action too late.
Not to mention holding the top of the head, blowing, spitting, and farting are too late.
The football was about to fall to the ground, and Tixi relied on his body's instinctive response to reluctantly and twisted his thighs in a half-kneeling position. Not only did he not exert his strength, he was also defective.
The football swayed and was cushioned by him, slammed its head crookedly against the upper half of the post, and then bounced down just to fall into the arms of Yan Junlin, who was in a weird posture.
Tixi: "..."
The anti-bow Feitianzhuo came back again and landed on the ground.
"Old Zhuo, you will have too much."
"Hi, it's mainly about the unity of waist and horse."
The Chinese team escaped a catastrophe, and then the two sides continued to come and go. The contention mainly occurred in the midfield, both of which squashed the formation.
Brazil today set up a 4-3-3 and 4-4-2 swing formation. It depends on the position of right winger/wing forward William. The Chinese team is similar. The midfielders are from left to right c Zhe, Li Ke, Kadaxi, You get water. Zhuo Yang and Exxon are in front, but they will retreat in turn, forming a midfielder and even a forward midfielder.
In the 12th minute, Maro started from the backcourt with the ball, and after knocking to the middle, Li Ke pushed back to the wing.
Taking advantage of Maro Kongxia and Marcelo running side by side, You Laoji turned to Cardasi in the middle.
Exxon returned to greet the ball, and sent a straight plug in the center at the opposite angle during the run. Zhuo Yangshun ball fried meatballs, who crossed with him longitudinally, passed Fei Niao.
Stepping on the top of the arc and not waiting to deceive the body, Zhuo Yang decisively pulled out his feet and cut to the ground. The feeling of this shot was very good, and he looked at the blind spot and felt like it should be there.
No.
Pengpeng is 190 in height but belongs to a supernatural person with 188 legs, a bit similar to the yoga master Dalsi in the classic arcade game "Street Fighter".
Red Gahaier! Pengpeng stepped out of his long legs and barely blocked it, but the floor cut just rubbed the sole of his shoe, and when he was hung by the spikes, he flew out of the bottom line.
Zhuo Yang really wanted to use a "fuel-consuming follower" to beat the puff up to the sky.
"Peng, you will get more and more."
"Don't talk to me yet, I just ran into the egg, sizzle—"
"You, who..." Zhuo Yang pointed at the door: "Come here and rub your brother Peng."
Alisson was excited for an instant, his eyes flashed, if it weren't for Tixi's scolding, he would have taken his gloves off.
The corner kick changed hands on offense and defense, and it was replaced by Zhuo Yang.
You Laojie drove out, and Zhuo Yang suddenly stepped forward in the same way, basically in the same position as Pengpeng's ‘chicken thief rubbing’ just now. But Peng Peng is not a layman, and he has not been thrown away by the boss of Zhuo.
The two brothers jumped side by side. Peng Peng is no longer the same paper body that fell on the wind 15 years ago. On the contrary, physical confrontation has become one of his advantages. It is Zhuo Yang's arrogance, and hard steel can not take advantage of him.
Of course, Peng Peng wants to comfortably grab a spot on top of Zhuo Yang's head, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com can't do it either.
As a result, the two gnashed their teeth in the air, and as a result, they interfered with each other and no one could match the football.
There were crowds of red and yellow scattered around the front, middle and back of the goal, guarded by Fei Niao and near the front post. Zhuo Yang and Pengpeng missed together. Neither side expected that the football drifted past them and fell quickly. Fei Niao and subconsciously shook their heads to make a relief.
Both were on tiptoes, Fei Niao's head was slammed in and out, and showed his forehead and slammed it out.
‘Bang~~~~’
The heads of the two goods collided first, and the strength was not strong enough to let anyone open the scoop on the spot, and it might not even hurt much.
But in this way, what was originally a head-hunting clearance has become a passive head-hunting.
Cooking beans, burning beans, and beans weeping in the cauldron, are all from Manchester City. What are you doing?
The ball was scored, but the head rebounded without seeing who hit it. Anyway, it was an own goal.