Green Life

"My God, beautiful, beautiful, England's series of offensive cooperation seems to show me the Brazilian team in the 90s, the exquisite team cooperation, Mark Qin, he scored the sixth goal in this World Cup. In the semi-finals, help England set the record first!" Duan Xuan cried out incredible.

The Green Point Stadium in Cape Town is already boiling. The English substitute players in the coaching area are chasing Maqin on the runway frantically. The name of "St. Mark" has already become clear!

"Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goal Goals Beckenbauer of England, he is omnipotent!"

"In the same way, you can't prevent Mark, you can't prevent it", Wilson was also crazy, like countless fans of England, the lens firmly locked the running teenager.

He circled for most of the time and reached the place with the most white fans. He leaped high and punched like a sonic boom. "Boom", "Boom", "Boom", that was the roar of fans' emotionlessness!

"Ah", one teammate after another ran behind him, hugging him and yelling to the stands. He was so excited that he could not control himself. He started planning from the first kick and then watched the ball walk to himself step by step. The place you want is finally ended by yourself.

That is a hearty refreshment!

Bo, Bo, Bo!

Van Marwijk held his forehead and finally exhaled a dangling breath. From the beginning of England's attack, he felt a bad feeling, and now he is finally free.

The Dutch players on the field held their heads in disbelief. After they came to South Africa, they had not scored such a goal. Even the Brazilian team had not played such a subtle cooperation in front of them. They could not help but look at the celebrating figure. , Is the change he brought so subversive?

Kuyt raised his head and watched the replay of the goal on the big screen over and over again. The name of the goalkeeper was also broadcast on the stadium, "Mark Harder, Mark Harder"

He suddenly felt that he was not as familiar with Mark Qin as he thought...

The continuous passing in front of the penalty area attracted their defensive line to shrink. Rooney crossed their defense line with one foot. Gerrard inserted in the penalty area and swept the front vigorously.

Then there is the part that made him powerless. He has been tightly attached to Maqin, but it is precisely because he is attached to him that he can't make any movements by his body, and then the speed of the ball flying, he directly right With a knock on the heel, the ball went straight into the far post after the refraction.

Goalkeeper Steklunberg didn't react at all and could only watch the ball into the net!

This is the whole process, "My fault", he raised his hand to his teammates, "If I used a foul or stronger confrontation to stop him in any position, it wouldn't be like this"

As a former teammate, he is still subconscious, a little too gentle. He thinks that closing and sealing can reduce his role just like restricting Iniesta. After all, Iniesta still mainly depends on dribbling. He is mainly based on passing.

Heitinga came over and patted Kuyt on the shoulder. "It doesn't matter, he did a great job. It exceeded all of our expectations. If it were me, I couldn't help it."

Van Bommel also walked over at this time, called the other players over, and said loudly: "Don't be discouraged. We lost the ball first against Brazil. We didn't turn the defeat into a victory. It doesn't matter. We must also Can pull it back"

They formed a circle, each shouting non-stop, cheering for themselves, but the current green dot stadium, the focus is all on the white side, they celebrated wildly on the track.

Capello shook his arm fiercely, and he knew that he believed that Maqin was not wrong, and he would definitely be able to figure out a way to deal with various defenses on his own without worrying about it.

The Cape Town Green Point Stadium next to the Cape of Good Hope, the storm is getting stronger and stronger, sweeping the world!

This goal opened the door for England to the final after 44 years! The camera firmly locks Bobby Charlton on the VIP seat, and the implication is self-evident!

He stood up and clapped his hands. He also talked and laughed with Prince William. Apart from the silence of the orange fans, the English fans have burned into white fireworks.

Only the camera can record how crazily they are shouting, red-faced and heart-piercing cannot be described, it is complete selflessness, and I can't wait to exhaust my whole body.

Numerous teammates rushed to hug the teenager in size 18 and kiss him on the top of his head, "snap", "snap", the rhythm is getting stronger and stronger, "Saint Mark!", "snap", "snap" Pop", "Saint Mark"...

When you hear this sound on the court, an electric current will jump from your tailbone to your whole body, and you will get goosebumps straight up. There is a sense of pride in the blood.

"It's crazy, crazy, Invincible President Ma, you can't imagine the atmosphere of the scene now. I can't hear anything anymore. I'm typing with trembling hands. I'm so excited..." Chen Xiaochun sat in his seat and drowned directly In the dynamic crowd, I updated my social media with my mobile phone.

"Ah..., President Ma, Goal, crazy, all crazy...", the international chapter was also sent out, and there is no movement here, just like Jinyi Night Walk.

"I'm fucking, President Ma, Niubi, semi-finals", the Internet is completely fried, a piece of chicken is flying, and the tall buildings rise in an instant. Don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. Today, just football!

"St. Mark, listen to what the stadium is shouting neatly," Duan Xuan shouted loudly. Only in this way can the increasingly noisy background sound be overwhelmed. The scene is like an earthquake.

Tens of thousands of English fans are staying not only on the field, but also off the field. At this moment, the ground is shaking. For the poor police force in Cape Town, they are undergoing a great test!

Zhang Lu stopped talking because his voice could not be heard now.

At night in South Africa, and all kinds of times in the world, whether it is morning, afternoon, or early morning, at this moment, all are one person, boiling!

"Fuck you so that you don't let people sleep..." Inexplicably, there are many more alarm calls to 110 in all parts of the country, all of which are accusing people of noise!

Watching the live broadcast at Buckingham Palace, the Queen of England turned her head and asked the butler secretary beside her, "Are you ready for the schedule for the World Cup final?"

Can't bear enthusiasm, can't bear this kind of burning!

Mark Qin was sweating profusely and was covered by his teammates layer by layer. He raised his hands and applauded to thank the fans in the stands, and began to walk back, cheering for a long time.

The whole scene of the stadium has ignored other things, all shining on him,

"It's so handsome!" Genevieve Morton screamed. "It's really handsome." Theron said the same with a charming smile. He has formed an incomparable phenomenon. Forged its own unique aura.

That kind of temperament is called strolling in the courtyard, called light and clear wind, called grace and self-control, called uniqueness.

"WhataGoal, the great Mark, only he can perform this incredible performance. The Dutch defenders are like football cones in front of him. They are dumb and stupid." Lineker praised them, searching through his stomach full of words. Can not refuse the fatal temptation to re-enter the finals.

Can't refuse, all British people related to white can't refuse!

Capello slapped Maqin on the back fiercely when he entered the arena, everything is said without saying. In their countless simulated tactical meetings before the game, they scored first and the game won. Halfway!

The remaining half is in their mentality.

"Toot", the light of the referee Lavshan took the lead to shine on England, accompanied by the whistle of the huge hustle and bustle of the game, in fact, not many people can hear it clearly, they only saw the ball rolling again.

The extremely excited English players rushed into the press, and the Dutch who refused to admit defeat did not give up at all. This is the fight that the semi-finals should have, "bang", "bang", confrontation, collision, tackle.

Kuyt was also no longer polite to Maqin, pushing, pulling, and pulling, using all eighteen martial arts, and the two sides fell into a tragic interweaving in the midfield.

"Ah", Rooney covered his feet and fell down. Lavchamp directly gave Van Bommel a yellow card. Within two minutes, there was another "Ah". Van Persie fell, and so did Lampard who helped defend the tackle. Yellow card plus body.

This is a routine operation for England, but you can hardly imagine that the Netherlands will become like this. Sure enough, all history and fairy tales may be deceptive. It was the first time that Mark Qin, who had just faced the Netherlands face to face, thought of it.

Then he was pulled down with a drag, the reason was that he turned Kuyt away with a swaying reverse back, and this time he was not soft at all, even if it was a yellow card.

In addition to the fierceness, the technical observability of the game during this period of time is simply incomparable with the first 20 minutes, full of fouls, confrontations and fly shovel.

No one on both sides can hold the ball, and no one can organize a decent offense. After finally hitting the opponent's third defense zone, they hurriedly shot the goal.

Because you take an extra second, what is waiting for you may be a fierce tackle.

Although fierce, but not bad, Lavshan still steadily controls the scale of the game. In fact, the coaches on both sides are very anxious, but it is difficult to change anything.

"Oh..." Rooney made a long shot from here, which could avoid Robben's sliding tackle. It was too straight. After being confiscated by the goalkeeper, the Netherlands directly launched a hand toss the ball to counterattack.

"Roben, Robben, fast!" Lineker cried. During this time, his commentary didn't stop at all. "Cole, I'm fighting Robben for speed!"

Robben changed direction, shook Cole a little, just a horizontal push, and then sprinted forward frantically. Aside from saying anything, Sneijder who followed Cole was an overshoot in the gap behind Cole.

No strategy, just fight for speed!

"Roben, Robben, the speed is too fast", Lineker looked at Cole from leveling to full quilt more than one body, he couldn't pull it anymore!

Terry ran to help defend, while commanding the defense. At the corner of the penalty area, Robben finally caught up with the ball, and then he slammed, waiting for Cole, who could not stop the car, to run by, and he made a horizontal trip. Kick.

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With a "bang", the ball spun up quickly and went straight to the goal, "Roben, long shot..." Lineker's voice was obviously trembling.

The ball that spiraled out of the curve was like a death demon knife, and Joe Hart flew sideways. Fortunately, Robben's kicking position was too far, and his palm reached the ball.

There was another "bang", "Johart pounced, it's dangerous", the ball fell back into the penalty area, Carragher and the recovered Lampard turned around and looked back, only two figures, one orange and one white, rushing over.

The white figure took the lead in the penalty area without any hesitation, kicked the ball out of the sideline, and then slid for a few meters before stopping.

"Roar", Maqin stood up and yelled frantically, kicking the goal post beside him, and Joe Hart ran over to celebrate with him excitedly.

"It's Mark, he was the first to make the siege, beautiful..." Lineker shouted frantically, and a hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Mark Qin glanced at Kuyt who stood up, old man, I'm also guarding you...