Chapter 3474

When Renato Augusto came up, it was a thousand day anti thief game, and you don't know who the thief is.

Brazilians just want to relax.

Because it's fucking hard.

Human joys and sorrows are different. The Chinese team was very depressed and tripped on the last step. It was difficult for anyone to accept such a contrast. Zhuo Yang was panting with his hands on his hips, and some people simply sat on the ground.

The boiling Brazilian fans in the stands sing and dance. No one is better at singing and dancing than them. At this moment, the west wind pressed the east wind, and the Yellow drowned the red.

The game is not over yet. Zhuo Yang has to cheer his teammates up.

He ran to the goal gate, hooked the football out with his feet, slowly kicked it into the middle circle, and began to bump the ball. A person slowly bumped the ball, without fancy or coquettish, which is the most basic bump. His feet take turns one left and one right.

After his teammates and all Chinese fans focused on him, Zhuo Yang stopped.

He put the football under his feet, raised his arms flat and jerked it up.

——Yell at me.

With the order and command of Chinese captain Zhuo Yang, the Chinese fans broke out a roar, the red rose again, and the east wind came.

There will be more Brazilian fans, and Chinese fans are highly organized. When the number is similar, the cries and songs of Chinese fans will soon suppress the singing and dancing of Brazilians.

2: The Chinese team did not lose, and the red flame of Rostov stadium was still burning.

Captain Zhuo Yang gathered everyone together and surrounded the city with 11 hands and shoulders.

"Brothers, the game is not over yet. Look at your shirt and the fans above. The battle will continue. Brothers, fight for the shirt and the fans. Kill!"

"Kill -!"