Chapter 258 Convinced

Back on the field in the second half, the South Korean team took the lead in making substitution adjustments.

It is not surprising that Hong Mingfu took the lead in making personnel changes. He replaced Jin Xinyu, a 1.96-meter high center forward, and Chi Dongyuan, a Premier League Sunderland striker. With the title of returnee from Europe, he had almost no sense of presence in the first half, far inferior to Sun Xingmin, who repeatedly threatened the Chinese team's defense.

From this substitution, it can be seen that Hong Mingfu has no patience. The next strategy of the South Korean team must be simple and rough work at heights. Jin Xinyu is also a lucky one. Three consecutive South Korean coaches have been able to get playing time.

Jin Xinyu appeared on the stage with a full head of yellow hair. He thought that if he made an unconventional hairstyle, he would be the most outstanding person on the field.

As it turned out, it turned out that meeting such an experienced tactician as Lippi, this small calculation is destined to be overthinking.

As soon as Jin Xinyu came on the field, Lippi immediately adjusted on the wing. Ren Hang was replaced at right back, Zhang Linpeng, who already had experience in the Asian Cup, was replaced, and Sun Xiang, who had rich experience in the left back, was replaced. At that time, this was the first Chinese player to play in the Champions League, three years earlier than Zhou Tiancheng's appearance in the Champions League. Needless to say, experience.

Lippi's adjustment at the full-back position seems to be wrong, but the effect is quickly highlighted on the court.

Want to bully us with your height? Great, so what if the ball doesn't reach your head?

Play by yourself!

Jin Xinyu soon couldn't hold back his scale on the court, because he found that only in set kicks could he have the opportunity to show his height advantage.

But at this time, what he has to face is not only the two guards around him, but also Ming Tao who is actively attacking.

Usually he would directly collide with Mingtao, but at this time the referee Williams' whistle would always remind him, and without exception, he was sentenced to a foul for charging the goalkeeper.

Jin Xinyu spread his hands, looking innocent: Why is it always me who suffers?

Be fair!

Williams just gave him a small smile and walked away.

To be fair?

Your height is unfair, you are taller than the goalkeeper. It wasn't you pressing the goalkeeper, or was someone hitting you in the face?

Jin Xinyu looked dissatisfied, but he had no other choice but to endure. And he didn't bear it for a while.

He feels that he has no sense of presence on the field with such a big man. Lee Geun-ho on the left has no advantage against Sun Xiang at all, and he can't send in the cross at all. On the other side, Sun Xingmin has a certain advantage against Zhang Linpeng. They all have strong strengths. After all, Sun Xingmin made his mark in the Hamburg youth training echelon at the age of sixteen, but Sun Xingmin cut inside the penalty area to gain a certain space, and directly chose to shoot.

Jin Xinyu really wanted to vomit blood. I was poked in the middle with such a big head, did he come to use it as a pillar for display? Are you all so blind?

In fact, Sun Xingmin’s choice is understandable. Everyone knows that he needs to score two goals in the second half. As an offensive player, he has to try. Jin Xinyu’s side is not an absolute opportunity. Why should he pass the ball? If he misses this opportunity Woolen cloth?

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"Hey, Sun Xingmin didn't hold down his kick, and he hit really high. The South Korean team has begun to worry, and the Chinese team has to seize the opportunity now... and now the weather is beautiful, it seems to be raining... the Chinese team today This simple and crude anti-counterfeiting tactic is just suitable for another one in this rainy battle, but the South Korean team has even fewer choices."

The rain on the scene came quickly and urgently. At the beginning of the second half, there were only light raindrops floating on the field. By the 60th minute of the second half, the rain had already caused small puddles to slowly form on the field.

Lippi took advantage of the situation and directed the Chinese team to strengthen the midfield press. In short, they now have an advantage, and the more chaotic the scene, the better for the Chinese team.

Anyway, once the South Korean team's offense is weak, the Chinese team will be big feet.

Hong Mingfu's heart is always like a roller coaster. When the team controls the ball, his heart is in his stomach. Once the ball is intercepted by the Chinese team,

Immediately mentioned the throat again.

Not to mention the Korean fans at the scene, their cheers are always bursts. When the South Korean team is in possession of the ball, they can hear the very characteristic cheering sound of Tai Chi Tiger, but after the Chinese team steals the ball, they can immediately Hear the clear "2:0! 2:0!"

According to the momentum on the field, He Wei has a hundred reasons to believe that scoring another goal will not be difficult.

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"Jiang Hao and Jin Yingquan fought hard for speed, hahaha! This weather is a nightmare for a stream-of-consciousness defender like Jin Yingquan! The ball ran very irregularly and stopped directly on the turf. Jiang Hao took the ball, counterattacked, counterattacked! "

"Seize the opportunity, Jiang Hao! Kill the chance of the game!" Xu Yang stood up and shouted.

This time Jiang Hao rushed forward with the ball at full speed, and he didn't want to give up this third one-handed chance to anyone.

Zheng Chenglong's attacking steps are very powerful and fast, showing his confidence, but he probably has the wrong person. Although Jiang Hao and Wu Sanshi are similar in height and shape, their ability to handle single-handed balls is not the same concept.

Zheng Chenglong's upper body was spread out, covering a large area, but Jiang Hao calmly aimed at the ball passing between his legs, and the ball went steadily into the goal.

"Goal! The goal is scored!!! The goal is scored!!! Jiang Hao, beautiful! Beautiful! The victory is sealed! The victory is sealed! 2:0, enjoy this moment! Don't say there are only 25 minutes left, Even if they give the South Korean team another 25 minutes, they can’t do anything! Let’s shout out—Brazil, we’re coming!” He Wei was so excited that his whole body was shaking, and finally almost shouted until the sound broke.

And in the backstage studio... BOOM BOOM BOOM!

The four guests took pictures of the table four times in succession.

"It's done." Yu Genwei smiled and was sincerely happy for the Chinese team.

"Okay, this time the World Cup can finally be completely excited." Zhang Lu also sighed with a smile. As he got older, he even reached out to wipe his eyes, and it was more than ten years in a blink of an eye.

Even Hao Haidong, who had been gloomy for most of the first half, laughed, pointing at the screen and sighing: "Hey, that's right. This is the way to play single-handedly. It's still reliable in Europe."

Liu Jianhong, who has the most national team feelings, has nothing, he just stares at the screen, and the crowd of Chinese fans at the scene is the most beautiful scenery in his opinion.

Seoul World Cup Stadium, the nightmare has broken.

Today is the first win, but the most important thing is that we really went out of here, out of Asia!

And let the Koreans go home.

It was hard enough for the Korean female fans at the scene to hold back the whole game, and now they couldn't hold back their tears.

The rest of the male fans chanted Hong Mingfu to dismiss get out of class. A small number of fans even left the field directly.

The Chinese fans in front of the TV looked at the restlessness of the home stands in the close-up view, and excitedly patted all the things around them that could make them enjoy themselves.

Zhou Tiancheng is useless to us today, will he accept it this time?

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