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Chapter 892 How can one see the brilliance of life without persevering to the end?

Chapter 892 How can one see the brilliance of life without persevering to the end?
Dongqiudi pinned post: China vs. Netherlands penalty shootout in progress, current score 1-1, Van Dijk and Tang Ye have scored respectively.

Both of the older players stepped up and performed exceptionally well—neither of them allowed the goalkeeper to guess the direction of their shots.

Both teams' fans are under a lot of pressure, but the pressure on the home team, the Netherlands, is relatively greater.

The Netherlands are the dominant side in every aspect, yet they now have to settle for a penalty shootout with their opponents, which is a terrible situation.

The purpose of a penalty shootout is to determine a winner in an elimination-style match. Whether the result truly reflects the relative strengths of the two teams is not the concern of a penalty shootout.

Penalty shootout, just finish the game!

Van Gaal and Escriva exchanged a glance, then quickly turned their heads away.

To be honest, neither side was sure they could win the penalty shootout.

The Netherlands has not studied the Chinese national team's penalty kick tactics, and neither has the Chinese national team.

Because before the penalty shootout actually started, no one expected the game to turn out like this.

If we're going to shift the blame, we have to pin it on Tang Ye. It was this guy who scored two goals in five minutes and ruined the game!

"The Netherlands' second penalty taker, Frenkie de Jong!"

"Beep!"

"De Jong, take a running start..."

"Shoot on the left!"

Wang Dalei jumped out.

You guessed the right direction!
However, Wang Dalei's outstretched hand did not reach the ball, and De Jong's penalty kick rolled directly along the edge of the post.

"Oh!"

The Dutch fans in the stands looked completely incredulous.

"De Jong! He's deliberately trying to get the angle right!"

"The Netherlands failed to capitalize on their second penalty!"

"Yes, you can't really blame the players. I feel Van Gaal's arrangement was a bit problematic. De Jong has been starting all this time, and we could see in extra time that he couldn't keep going..."

Both are midfielders, both come from Manchester United, but De Jong clearly doesn't possess Tang Ye's exaggerated stamina and recovery speed.

The Netherlands are at a disadvantage!
【Really? 】

[Holy crap, my heart is definitely beating at 200. Are we going to make a mistake too? Wu Lei, play it safe! Don't chase the angle too much!]

De Jong's performance today was truly indescribable, but I like him. Go China national team!

How's Wu Lei's penalty success rate in La Liga this season? Any La Liga fans out there who can share their thoughts?

A quick glance at the information revealed a box that popped up in the bottom left corner of CCTV5.

Wu Lei has taken two penalty kicks this year, with a success rate of 50%. He had two last season but none this season, so we don't know what the situation will be like this season.

"Wu Lei..."

"Break the door!"

"The ball is in!"

"Beautiful! Very steady! Wu Lei has clearly marked Norpert's shift in center of gravity!"

After two rounds, trailing by one goal, the Dutch goalkeeper is now drenched in sweat.

They didn't practice penalty kicks at all during this World Cup.

And the Chinese team...

What many people don't know is that the Chinese team practiced penalty kicks during their preparations for the match against Spain.

It wasn't used when playing against Spain because Spain's performance was so poor.

Now that he's in the Netherlands, Eskeriva is surprised to find that this round of penalty kicks was practiced perfectly.

"Gakpo was also sent off in extra time, and for the Netherlands, the penalty taker... well, we can only bring on Koopmenas for now."

Koopmenas bent down and placed the ball steadily on the penalty spot, staring at Wang Dalei in front of him, before starting to back away.

"Come!"

boom!
Wang Dalei clapped his hands, seemingly having made ample preparations.

"Beep!"

Koopmenas takes a running start...

Snapped!
Snapped!
The shot hit Wang Dalei's arms, and the Chinese goalkeeper was extremely excited. To avoid any accident, he curled up and hugged the ball.

Wow!!!!

Screams came from the away team's stands in the distance.

The Netherlands missed two penalties in a row!
The Chinese national football team has a huge advantage right now!

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, take a deep breath, take it slow!"

At Van Gaal's urging, Van Dijk hugged Koopmenas' head and patted his teammate's body to comfort him: "Don't worry, we have a great chance."

For the Chinese team, Zhang Yuning was the third to take the court.

"Go Ning Ge!"

"come on! Come on!"

Snapped!
"Oh!"

Wow!!!

"Beep beep beep beep!!!"

After the Netherlands conceded several penalties, Zhang Yuning paid tribute to his opponents with a powerful shot that flew into the stands.

It wasn't held down!
"Oh……"

"The penalty-taking performance of both teams today..."

"Besides Tang Ye, Van Dijk, and Wu Lei, the other players who played were all in poor form!"

Both sides are very tense at this point in the game, which means that only those who can maintain their composure will be able to stand until the end!
"it's okay no problem!"

Tang Ye and Feng Xiaoting hugged Zhang Yuning: "We're in the lead now! We're in the lead!"

For the Netherlands, the fourth player to take the field was Weghorst.

Snapped!
Wang Dalei guessed the direction of Weghorst's shot, but he didn't expect the guy to hit it so hard.

The ball went in!
The Netherlands demonstrated their prowess as a top European team, successfully turning the tide after falling behind by two goals.

Netherlands: √××√

China: √√×

"Both sides have two goals so far, and Feng Xiaoting is the next player for China to take the penalty shootout. If Feng Xiaoting scores, China can guarantee at least a draw in this round of penalty shootouts!"

"Hiss... The Chinese team must seize this opportunity. If they can advance to the next round, the Netherlands might not make such a big mistake as in the first round."

Feng Xiaoting, who was the fourth player to take the penalty shootout, became a key player in the penalty shootout.

Dutch players are quickly adapting to penalty kicks. If the Chinese national team draws with their opponents this round, they may not have such good opportunities later on.

Feng Xiaoting and Tang Ye hugged.

With a strong push, Feng Xiaoting looked at Tang Ye in front of him and said, "I will take you to the semi-finals. We won't hold you back, I promise!"

"I'll take you to the semifinals!"

After saying that, Feng Xiaoting first bumped fists with Tang Ye, then punched his own chest with his fist.

Grit your teeth and keep moving forward.

[Feng Xiaoting!!! It's up to you!]

[Brothers with shaky hands, your hands are shaking!]

[Wow, that was a mistake by the Netherlands! Is De Jong thanking his older brother for his guidance?]

[Holy crap, how come we're still in the lead? Are the Dutch just exhausted?]

"The fourth player to perform for the Chinese team is Feng Xiaoting."

"Beep!"

"coming!"

duang!

"Oh!"

The commentator was terrified when he saw the ball hit the post; thankfully, the ball bounced off.

The ball went in!
"Pretty!"

"Three goals!"

"So the Chinese team can now be assured that they will not be eliminated in this round."

"If the Netherlands' fifth penalty kick misses, or China's fifth penalty kick scores, then China will win the penalty shootout!"

The camera focused on Feng Xiaoting, who was roaring at the home team's stands. The national team defender pointed his thumb at his head, seemingly emphasizing his goal to the fans in the live broadcast.

The Chinese national football players waiting near the center circle also shouted.

Wu Lei can clearly feel Wei Shihao trembling next to him.

In Escriva's initial plan, Wei Shihao was the fifth player to come on.

"Are you alright, Hao-ge?"

"Hiss... I'm not feeling well."

The score is now 2-3, and Wei Shihao seems to be the one who will decide whether the team advances.

"Brother Hao."

Tang Ye and Chi Zhongguo put their hands on Wei Shihao: "If you think it's not good, just say so, it's okay. We can still make substitutions now. Guangtai can also play, he's not bad either."

"I'll kick it." Wei Shihao's personality makes him very decisive when making decisions.

Although he was a little worried, Tang Ye didn't try to persuade his teammates any further since they had already said so.

Berghuis was the fifth player to take the field for the Netherlands.

"Hup Holland Hup! (Go Netherlands!)"

"Holland!"

"Oranje boven!" (Orange is supreme!)

“Oranje boven!”

"..."

With his teammates standing shoulder to shoulder, Tang Ye felt that his breathing was in sync with Wu Lei's.

What if we don't make it to the semifinals?

Wu Lei looked ahead, seemingly talking to himself.

"We'll definitely go in!"

Regardless of whether Wu Lei was talking to himself, Tang Ye provided an answer.

After Tang Ye finished speaking, he squeezed Wu Lei's shoulder muscles hard with his hand, not giving him a chance to refute him.

"I have a feeling he's going to go in."

Tang Ye looked at the number 11 jersey in front of him, which was wearing an orange jersey.

Berghuis is the Netherlands' substitute striker.

Based on the pattern of starting players underperforming and substitutes scoring in the previous few goals, Berghuis should have been able to score this one.

So it's best to rely on Brother Hao.

Hopefully, Hao Ge can step up his game!

"Beep beep beep beep!!!"

"Holland!"

"..."

Boguis began to retreat, while Wang Dalei spread his arms wide and focused his attention completely.

[Asylum Recipient: Wang Dalei]

"Beep!!!"

approach!

Snapped!
Berghuis predicted a shot towards the right post of the goal, and Wang Dalei guessed the direction correctly.

The crucial moment has arrived.

Reach out!

Wang Dalei's fingers touched the ball, successfully flicking it away.

"what!!!"

Realizing what was happening, Wang Dalei's face instantly contorted into a ferocious expression.

"They've pounced!"

"Borgius' penalty kick has been blocked!"

"2-3! The Netherlands have only scored 2 out of 5 penalties!"

"China won this penalty shootout."

Wang Dalei kept throwing uppercuts with his right hand, while the national team players on the bench rushed onto the field.

Tang Ye stood still, saying, "Damn it."

Wu Lei turned around and gave Tang Ye a hug: "We won!"

"Won!!!"

"Fuck you, we won!!!"

From stunned silence to joy, Tang Ye's pupils changed along with his expression.

The Chinese team captain's eyes seemed to be shining!
"Holy crap!"

"Brilliant!"

"Beep, beep beep—!!!"

As the referee blew the final whistle, the Dutch players, unable to accept the reality, suddenly felt their bodies go limp, their remaining spirit unable to support their muscle activity, and they collapsed onto the grass.

"Haha."

Wei Shihao and Zhang Yuning next to him shrugged: "No need to kick me, damn it, there's a bunch of idiots on the other side."

"Why are you swearing?"

Remembering that he hadn't scored either, Zhang Yuning felt offended again.

However, the feeling of surviving such a close call was so wonderful that Zhang Yuning stopped thinking about it and, with his hands under Wei Shihao's armpits, lifted his teammate up, exclaiming, "Brother Hao! We advanced!!!"

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【strangeness】

"My goodness, haha!"

The players on the field were still running around, and several commentators kept exclaiming, "To be honest, I thought that the Chinese team could make it to the semi-finals after Tang Ye became captain, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

"Haha, this World Cup perfectly illustrates the saying, tsk, perfect timing, perfect location, perfect people! The Netherlands' penalty kick preparation was so inadequate, it was as if they hadn't prepared at all."

Whoosh—!!!

"Roar--!!!!!"

Shouting into the camera, Tang Ye faced the Dutch fans in the stands, covered his ears with his hands, and then made a "shush" gesture to the Dutch fans who had been shouting wildly in the stands.

"Shut the hell up!"

"Quiet!"

[Netherlands 2:2 China]

【2: 3】

Winner: China

"This is the Chinese team!"

Some of the fans at the scene seemed a bit crazy.

Because they were not in China, everyone initially kept a low profile.

Looking at Tang Ye and the others celebrating on the field, everyone finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Brothers, charge with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Zhengxiong jumped down from the second-floor stands.

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