"Umtiti has a handball!"

"There is no problem with this penalty! Umtiti's hand touched the ball."

However, at this moment, almost all the French players surrounded the referee.

Especially Griezmann and Pogba were the leaders.

They want to put pressure on the referee, and they want the referee to change the penalty.

But, such an obvious handball?

Is it possible!

French players pressed step by step, and the referee almost retreated from the bottom line. In the end, the referee blew the whistle, forced them away, and then walked out of the court.

Yes, under pressure, he walked towards the video referee and he wanted to watch the video.

Although he saw his eyes really and decided that this was a penalty kick, in order to stabilize the situation again and make everyone more convinced, he still walked to watch var.

"Do you still have to watch the video?"

"It's absolutely unnecessary. This is not a ball player, this is a hand-playing ball! Although Umtiti stretched his hand back later, he still did it on purpose!" Duan Xuan said with a slight lyrics.

"Don't succumb to the tyranny of French players!"

The Chinese fans in the stands could no longer sit still, and waves of booing were released, expressing their dissatisfaction with the referee and the French players.

French coach Deschamps has moved towards the fourth official and is also putting pressure on the other side.

On the Chinese coach's seat, Gao Hongbo stretched his neck and kept watching the direction of the referee in the video. Although he was not the head coach, he was also praying that the referee would not change the penalty.

Dong Fangzhuo's teammates also started to curse.

"Fuck me,"

"If this is a change in the penalty, I will kill this referee."

"Hold,"

"What's the point of hesitation about this kind of ball? It's obviously a penalty kick!"

Huang Bowen and Feng Jin both started to curse, but they were scolding in Chinese anyway, and others couldn't understand it.

"Calm down,"

"It should be impossible." Dong Fangzhuo was calm and squinted his eyes and looked at the video referee.

Half a minute later, the referee walked back to the stadium and took things out of his pocket as he walked.

It seems he is going to take out his cards.

After a yellow gem card came out, he immediately flew towards Umtiti. Things were already clear. Not only did he have to award a penalty, but he also had to give Umtiti a yellow card!

Originally, the referee did not play cards for Umtiti, but as soon as the French player put pressure on the referee, he forced the referee to watch the video. After watching it, Umtiti was in a tragedy...

It's a little worse to the point.

"good!"

"good!"

"Very good!"

"This is the only way to show justice. The referee did a good job. The French thought he could put pressure on the referee, but he didn't expect to give Umtiti a yellow card."

"Now, Dong Fangzhuo can stand calmly on the penalty spot."

All the noise returned to calm, whether it was Chinese or French fans, they were staring at the French goal quietly.

At this time, French fans were much more nervous than Chinese fans because Chinese fans were full of confidence in Dong Fangzhuo's penalty kick, but French fans could only pray that Dong Fangzhuo would not shoot in.

Dong Fangzhuo put the ball on the penalty spot, while former Real Madrid teammate Varane walked towards Loris and whispered in his ear.

how?

Is this teaching Loris how to save my penalty? Dong Fangzhuo's mouth actually had a smile.

This is so funny.

There is no player in this world who can save my penalty kick, at least Loris is not.

If you give you ten chances, you can’t do anything!

Dong Fangzhuo was really confident and was not afraid of any actions at all. He gave Varane enough time...

After Varane finished speaking, Dong Fangzhuo slowly pulled the run-up position.

Just a penalty kick, what can I imagine?

No.

With a beep, he rushed up.

A curved ball was shot on the inside of the right foot.

Bang--

The ball is hung straight on the upper right corner of the goal.

A blind spot!

Unless Loris is a god, how can he seal it!

boom--

Deafening cheers finally broke out in the stands.

The Chinese team led the French team 1:0 and achieved a fantastic start. The person who gave the Chinese team a chance to score was Umtiti.

All plans formulated by the French team before the game failed.

Dong Fangzhuo raised his arms high and did not celebrate too much, but his teammates ran over and surrounded him to celebrate.

"Brothers! We're ahead."

"We must continue to maintain high fighting spirit, concentrate our energy, and continue to fight!"

"Victory will definitely belong to us!"

In the hospital, Clauchen watched the game with a group of nurses.

"hehe,"

"hehe,"

"I said, we can win."

"We can enter the semifinals."

Not in the position of head coach, Crowchen can finally become an ordinary fan and then express his views freely.

"In this world, no one can save Dong's penalty."

"No, absolutely not!"

...

...

The game resumed and France had to face a backward situation. Their formation began to rise. Pogba, especially, could not resist the desire to attack forward. In the 19th minute, Toliso made a cross and Pogba shot from 25 meters away. This was his first shot, but due to interference from Huang Bowen, his shot also lost his sight.

The Chinese team built a steel defense line in front of the penalty area. Although it still cannot stop the French team from shooting, the threat of shooting is not great.

Three minutes later, Dong Fangzhuo blocked Pogba's shot with his body again. The French team did not have any way to do it in the middle, and the long-range shot could not threaten the Chinese team's goal. The French team began to play on the wing and flew with both wings. Griezmann and Mbappe frequently pulled the ball to the side to catch the ball, and then kept feeding Giroud in the middle. However, Giroud was alone in the middle. Although he had enough height, he was always under the double-team of Feng Xiaoting and Zhang Linpeng, so he could not fly.

In the 31st minute, Dong Fangzhuo cut Pogba's pass in front of the penalty area and directly sent Wu Sanshi a straight pass, but Varane still cut it, otherwise the Chinese team could still make a beautiful counterattack.

Half an hour later, the French team still couldn't score, and Deschamps was frowning. The French team did not encounter any obstacles in the first four games. In this fifth game, they played really cowardly. Although the offensive initiative is at the feet of the French team, they cannot break the Chinese team's goal.

Henry and Zidane kept shaking their heads in the stands, sweating for the French team. They really wanted to wear the French team's robe now, but they have retired.

In the 37th minute, the French team had the best opportunity. Mbappe on the right finally broke through Wang Gang and sent the ball to the penalty area. However, the ball he sent was not to look for Giroud, but to look for Griezmann. Griezmann was not tall enough, so he simply jumped up and hooked!

But the barb lost its sight and the ball flew directly out of the bottom line...

After nearly 40 minutes, they were a little tired, and their offensive pace finally slowed down.

The two sides were in a stalemate for five minutes in the midfield, and finally arrived at the stoppage time. Pogba couldn't hold it anymore and rushed to the front, and played a two-pass and one-on-one cooperation with Toliso, and was rushing towards the Chinese team's halftime. Dong Fangzhuo took a long walk and knocked him away.

With a touch, he slammed heavily on the turf, much worse than Zheng Zhi's previous time.

Caught out of control.

He didn't expect Dong Fangzhuo to be so cruel!

Pogba struggled continuously on the turf and finally raised his right hand.

The waist is no longer possible!

Really not possible...

He is going to end!

"ah,"
To be continued...