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Chapter 0900, goodbye Brazil(1/2)

Standing in front of the goal, Long Yu's mind suddenly went blank.

At this moment, he suddenly felt extremely tired.

He is too tired from this cup so far.

After attending every game diligently until now, Long Yu's physical strength has been exhausted.

To some extent, Long Yu was even more tired than Chang Ming.

Because Chang Ming is in the midfield and backcourt, he has Zheng Zhi, Li Weifeng and other veterans to help him fill the gap.

This is of great psychological support.

But in the frontcourt, the partners around Long Yu were unable to help him destroy the city.

Although Wu Lei, Hao Junmin, Yu Hai, and Chen Tao are also good, they are still far behind against the world's top defensive players.

The biggest offensive pillar of the Chinese team is Long Yu.

In every game, opponents kept their eyes on Long Yu.

There are a lot of small movements on the hands and feet.

Long Yu was also very helpless.

Looking at Cesar on the goal line, Long Yu had a bad feeling.

Feeling tired at this time is very detrimental to taking penalty kicks.

But don’t let anything go wrong...

Simply, don't look for angles, just volley directly into the middle of the goal!

Thinking of this, Chang Ming slowly backed away.

Run up, take off and shoot!

Cesar moved early!

The middle lane is empty!

But Long Yu's shot missed the crossbar and flew into the sky!

Penalty kick missed!

At this moment, the Mineiro Arena fell into a carnival!

Tens of thousands of Brazilian fans can finally let go of their psychological baggage and thoroughly enjoy the victory!

Their beloved team won 4-3 on penalties!

Brazil reaches the quarterfinals of the World Cup!

"We finally won!

"Long live Brazil!

"This makes me so happy!

"If it was before the game, I definitely wouldn't have expected that I would be so happy.

"It's just a Chinese team, so I should be able to win casually.

"But the fans who have been with me for 120 minutes will definitely understand how I feel.

"Because this Chinese team is so resilient,

"They almost pulled off a big upset,

"But still

Well, we persisted until the end!

"Long live Brazil!"

In the live broadcast room of Brazilian TV, the commentator cheered and applauded excitedly.

In the private room of Huaguo Sports Radio 5, the Huaguo commentary team sighed.

"Long Yu missed his penalty kick.

"us,

"Lost...

"Well, how should I put it?

"If it's before the game,

"I was somewhat expecting this defeat.

"After all, the gap in strength between our two sides is too big.

"Brazil's football population exceeds ours by a thousand times.

"They can win, this is what is in line with the laws of football.

"But people who have watched the game like me should have the same regrets as me.

"We are clearly only one step away from victory.

"But we still lost.

"In the three group matches, Long Yu scored in every game.

"Excellent condition,

"But at this critical moment, he missed a penalty kick.

"What a shame..."

Yes, it's such a shame.

The moment the ball flew into the sky, Long Yu was heartbroken.

In my football career, there seems to be no moment like this.

sad.

The Brazilian players around him cheered wildly in celebration and rushed to the side of the court.

Brazilian fans shouted wildly in the stands, and the ground shook.

All of this was due to my own missed shot.

At this time, Chang Ming quickly rushed to Long Yu and hugged his brother tightly!

Shout loudly in his ears!

"Little dragon!

"cheer up!

"This penalty kick is not your fault!

"It's just bad luck!

"We have come this far,

"It's all thanks to your hard work!

"brother!

"Don't be discouraged!

"It's okay!&

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"We still have a future!

"There is still a chance to win!"

But no matter how Chang Ming shouted, Long Yu remained expressionless.

He was hugged by Chang Ming like a zombie.

Isn't it my fault for this penalty kick?

How could you not blame me?

I was the one who kicked him away, so of course it’s my fault.

Zheng Zhi, Yu Dabao, Chen Tao, Yu Hai and other teammates also rushed forward and surrounded Long Yu in the center.

Everyone is comforting him.

Especially Zheng Zhi, who shouted loudly in Long Yu's ear: "Boy! We have made history by being able to get to this point! Don't be discouraged!"

After a long time, Long Yu finally came to his senses. He looked at his teammates and Chang Ming.

Nod.

Without saying anything, he walked towards the sidelines.
To be continued...
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