Seeing this pass, the South Korean players subconsciously raised their hands to signal that the opponent was offside.
Committee He was also a little anxious: "Ah! Li Weifeng was a little anxious when he passed the ball! It would be great if he stopped for a moment, Dong Fangzhuo is still in the offside position..."
Seeing that after a series of hard-fought attacks, the last pass was missed due to offside, people who know a little bit about football will feel extremely distressed at this moment!
Dong Fangzhuo was also running towards the offside line at the moment. He was obviously startled when he saw the ball leaking through the gap, and then immediately stopped and considered whether he should catch it.
catch? Still not answering?
Pick up the hair!
The catch was offside!
Dong Fangzhuo just stood there, watching the ball slip away from him like an innocent child.
He even pinched his waist like a spectator at a mountain bike race.
Seeing that Dong Fangzhuo had no intention of catching the ball, the two linesmen and the referee were also stunned. They neither raised the flag nor blew the whistle, but were waiting for Li Yun to catch the ball.
At this moment, a bolt of red lightning suddenly split open the blue defense line. Before Kim Sang-sik and Oh Beom-seok could react, they directly caught up with the ball rolling forward from the side.
"Come on, Xiaodong, come on!!!" Dong Fangzhuo raised his arms and shouted loudly.
"Wang Xiaodong???" He Wei also stood up instantly.
"Wang Xiaodong single sword!"
Who would have thought that Li Weifeng's pass was not for Dong Fangzhuo in front, but directly for Wang Xiaodong who was already running on the other side.
At this moment, no one was thinking whether Li Datou was unintentional. The fans all opened their eyes wide and stared at Wang Xiaodong who was about to catch up with the ball.
Li Yunzai, who was attacking at this moment, also saw Wang Xiaodong rushing out of the crowd. He knew that the critical moment to determine the fate of South Korea had arrived.
When his teammates helped him block Wang Xiaodong's heavy bombardment time and time again, Li Yunzai knew that one day he would have to pay for his teammates.
Recalling Kim Jin-gyu who was being carried out on a stretcher, Li Yun-jae roared and threw forward with open arms.
"Li Yun is attacking!"
"Wang Xiaodong is still chasing..."
"Speed up Wang Xiaodong..." The congratulations on the scene were overwhelmed. At this moment, he hoped that Wang Xiaodong would still show his previous indomitable momentum when facing the opponent's goalkeeper and drive his opponent away.
But he also knows that goalkeepers have an inherent advantage when facing outfield players.
The goalkeeper can use his hands, and the referee will usually favor the goalkeeper in the event of a collision.
If Wang Xiaodong really collides with Li Yun, he will definitely suffer!
At this moment, Committee He was already praying from the bottom of his heart, hoping that Wang Xiaodong could touch the ball before Li Yunzai.
Even if it touches the ball slightly, it's okay to kick the ball a dozen centimeters to the side.
When Wang Xiaodong falls down again, he may earn a penalty kick for the Chinese team.
But just as He Wei was praying, his mind suddenly went blank.
"Wang Xiaodong has lived...fuck you!" He Wei, who has always regarded himself as a poet, couldn't help but stutter when he saw this scene. Not only did he stutter, but he also uttered obscenities in front of the national audience.
But at this moment, no one paid attention to the curse words that He Wei blurted out.
The fans only saw an elegant arc and a brilliant rainbow drawn in front of South Korea's goal.
Wang Xiaodong rushed to the ball without losing speed. Facing Li Yunzai who fell to the ground with open arms, Wang Xiaodong quickly stepped forward with his left foot, stood still and blocked the ball with his heel. At the same time, the toes of the right foot are just behind the ball, and the ball is directly placed on the heel of the left foot.
The following left foot flicked the ball upward before jumping up. The ball set up a brilliant rainbow above the heads of Wang Xiaodong and Li Yun. Together with Wang Xiaodong, it passed over Li Yunzai who fell to the ground.
When Wang Xiaodong landed, he just stepped on the ball that also landed under his feet. And directly under the ball is the goal line of South Korea's goal! ! !
"Oh my god, Wang Xiaodong has passed..." He Wei could only say three words "Wang Xiaodong has passed". As for how it passed, how it passed, and what happened in the past, he described it in detail Unclear.
But at this moment, both the fans at the scene and sitting in front of the TV had their eyes wide open and looked at this scene in disbelief.
"Oh my God, what kind of magical operation is this?"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong stop the ball on the goal line, the fans at the scene burst into wild cheers.
"Cum, cum!!!"
"Wang Xiaodong, cum!!!"
"Shoot it, shoot it!!!"
Once upon a time, were Chinese players able to stop the ball on the opponent's goal line?
Seeing this scene, Rossi, a fan in the stands, couldn't help but take off his cowboy hat and kept wiping tears.
"Wang Xiaodong, shoot, shoot!"
"Score this goal and you will be the real Chinese football king!"
"Score this goal and we will be the Asian Cup champions!!"
Perhaps because the South Korean players and fans had offended Wang Xiaodong too hard before, Wang Xiaodong stopped the ball on the opponent's goal line and did not shoot directly. Instead, he raised his hands first and cheered towards the fans behind the stands.
"Hey! Wang Xiaodong, cum!"
"Yes, shoot, the ball hasn't been scored yet!"
"The goalkeeper jumped back, shoot!!!"
Seeing this scene, the fans were extremely anxious.
Words like "the tortoise and the hare, the person who travels a hundred miles only takes half a mile," and "pride makes people fall behind" all popped up, and they all hit Wang Xiaodong's head.
Especially when they saw Li Yun getting up and desperately rushing towards the ball at Wang Xiaodong's feet, all the fans' hearts were in their throats.
"Hey, what are you talking about? I can't hear you!"
"What?"
"The goalkeeper came running over?"
"Then what?"
Wang Xiaodong bent down exaggeratedly, looked forward as if he really couldn't hear clearly, and put one hand to his ear.
Seeing Li Yunzai flying towards his feet, Wang Xiaodong suddenly pushed lightly with the outside of his right foot, pushing the ball away from the goal line.
Seeing this scene, all the fans in the audience were stunned.
Many fans remembered an Internet joke that became popular in 2002: "XXX dribbled the ball past the goalkeeper and faced an empty goal - but XXX felt that the opportunity was not good, so he chose to pass back..."
They never thought that a joke they had made countless jokes about would become a reality today.
Some elderly fans even suffered from a lack of oxygen to their brains on the spot, clutching their hearts and falling down on their chairs.
"Quick-acting heart-saving pill!"
"Call an ambulance!"
"Who can help me!!?"
At this moment, a red figure who was also rushing forward appeared in front of the ball.
The visitor wanted to run up and talk to Wang Xiaodong, but he didn't expect the ball to roll to his feet in the opposite direction.
Dong Fangzhuo looked shocked, wasn't this a goal that should have gone in?
Why did you end up here?
Dong Fangzhuo, who was so frightened, couldn't react at all. He ran with all his strength and even dribbled the ball into the goal, slamming it into the South Korean net.
"Come in, come in, come in!!!" At this moment, He Wei couldn't help but picked up the microphone and shouted.
"The ball went in!!!"
“Finally got in!!!”
"Dong Fangzhuo!"
"It's Dong Fangzhuo!!!"
"In the 86th minute of the game, Dong Fangzhuo took the lead in breaking through the gate of South Korea!!!"
Li Yunzai fell to the ground like a puddle of mud again, but this time, he didn't get up immediately.
After being teased twice in a row, at this moment, he didn't even have the shame to stand up and face the fans.
Wang Xiaodong stepped forward proudly and pulled Dong Fangzhuo up from the net.
"How are you, Mr. Dong? How does it feel to score a goal?"
"Wang, Wang... Xiaodong???" Dong Fangzhuo, who scored the goal, gasped. The moment Wang Xiaodong passed the ball towards him, he even felt like he was carrying a Himalayas on his shoulders.
If he doesn't score, will the fans spit at him? ? ?
"Xiaodong, you, you..."
Seeing that Dong Fangzhuo was speechless due to excitement, Wang Xiaodong opened his bow left and right without saying a word, and slapped his mouth several times before stopping.
"How's it going? How do you feel now?"
Looking at Wang Xiaodong who was still smiling in front of him, Dong Fangzhuo took a few deep breaths and then calmed down.
"Xiaodong, now I finally know why they call you an international superstar but call me a Chinese player."
