Green Field Eunuch

Chapter 655 The Crying Brazil

After the football hurtled towards the goal, Shan Yongzhuo didn't even look at the result before excitedly clenching his fist and rushing back into the field.

after that.

The football fell precisely into the goal.

"Hula..."

The entire Castelão Stadium erupted in uproar. All the Brazilian fans were shocked and despairing. Many fans didn't quite understand what had happened, or rather, they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

The cheers from Chinese fans were deafening, sounding like a volcanic eruption from the outside.

"Shan Yongzhuo! Shan Yongzhuo! Shan Yongzhuo!"

The commentator called out Shan Yongzhuo's name countless times before excitedly announcing, "Goal! Another goal! 2-0! China leads the host nation Brazil by two goals!"

"A beautiful and accurate shot!"

"Shan Yongzhuo has absolute confidence in his shot. As you can see from the slow-motion replay, he started celebrating immediately after taking the shot..."

Amid the commentator's shouts, the Chinese fans in the stadium had already entered a state of jubilation.

They were so excited.

China's advancement to the quarterfinals was already a historic victory, but unexpectedly, they took a 2-0 lead in just 20 minutes against the host team, the five-time world champions Brazil.

Even though they defeated Uruguay in the last knockout stage, many fans think they might not be able to beat Brazil this round.

After all, if miracles could be created one after another, they wouldn't be called miracles anymore.

but.

Now, fans see hope of advancing to the semi-finals.

Just 20 minutes into the game, China was leading Brazil by two goals.

Many fans felt like they were dreaming.

This is a wonderful dream.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the figure celebrating in the center of the field.

"Shan Yongzhuo!"

"Shan Yongzhuo!"

"Shan Yongzhuo!"

Cheers and shouts were heard everywhere.

Every Chinese fan was chanting Shan Yongzhuo's name, regarding him as a deity sent to save the Chinese team.

Many fans were so excited they were incoherent.

"Shan...Shan Yongzhuo, this is too...too amazing!"

"One Shan Yongzhuo is enough for the Chinese team!"

"Now I finally understand why the Chinese team was so weak before—it was because they were accumulating luck while waiting for Shan Yongzhuo!"

"Shan Yongzhuo is invincible!"

"My husband is amazing!"

"From now on, anyone who dares to smear Dan Yongzhuo, I'll beat them up!"

"..."

Chinese fans are absolutely thrilled.

However, happiness soon returned once again.

Brazil is facing a two-goal deficit, and the players are starting to panic.

The result of their panic was that they conceded goals in the 24th and 23rd minutes.

The 24th minute of the game.

Brazil made a passing error in their own half.

David Luiz passed the ball to Paulinho, but Shan Yongzhuo suddenly appeared from the side and intercepted it. He then took a few steps forward and unleashed a 28-meter long-range shot, once again piercing the Brazilian goal.

Just three minutes later, Hao Junmin intercepted Fernandinho's ball and made a through pass, allowing Shan Yongzhuo to score again in a one-on-one situation.

This was Shan Yongzhuo's third goal of the match, and also his 15th goal in this World Cup!
The Castellau Stadium displayed a banner with the number "15," signifying that Shan Yongzhuo had equaled Ronaldo's all-time World Cup goal record of 15.

In this highly ironic situation, at this moment, the whole of Brazil is lamenting.

The Brazilian fans at Castelão Stadium were in an uproar, many weeping uncontrollably for Brazil. No one had expected such an outcome.

28 minutes, 4-0!

The Chinese team, ranked 57th in the world, is in the lead, while the Brazilian team has been utterly crushed!
In contrast, Chinese fans were celebrating wildly at Castellau Stadium, while fans in various cities across China were also caught up in the festivities.

They simply couldn't contain their ecstasy.

4 is better than 0!

No one could have predicted that this match would start like this.

Brazil's dream of winning the championship was thus shattered.

China's two-goal lead was already enough to make Chinese fans ecstatic, but unexpectedly, just eight minutes later, the score became 4-0!

This is so unexpected!
This is too incredible!
The Brazilian team has a very broad fan base in China, and in the eyes of many people, Brazil has always been an invincible force.

But no one expected that they would encounter such a result in this match against the Chinese team.

Unfortunately.

The 4-0 scoreline didn't last long.

In the 29th minute, just one minute later.

Brazil's attack was cleared, and Hao Junmin's long pass found Shan Yongzhuo again.

Dan Yongzhuo shook off Fernandinho and Thiago Silva, who were caught off guard, and rushed to a position about 5 meters from the edge of the penalty area before unleashing another shot.

5 is better than 0!

"In again!"

Commentator Liu Jianhong paused for a long time before saying with some emotion, "At this moment, at this moment, the Brazilian fans are already sobbing uncontrollably."

"In 30 minutes, Shan Yongzhuo scored 4 goals, plunging the Brazilian team into complete despair."

"Such a score is absolutely rare in the history of semi-finals! Congratulations to Shan Yongzhuo, he broke Ronaldo's record!"

"Brazil's defense has completely collapsed; they are utterly routed!"

"Previously, people questioned Scolari's Brazil team, believing that they did not play their best attacking football."

"In this match, Scolari chose to take a risk, wanting to prove their attacking football."

"On the defensive line, David Luiz, Fernandinho, and Paulinho repeatedly pushed forward, and now they have finally swallowed this bitter fruit."

"Scolari underestimated Shan Yongzhuo's abilities far too much. Now, his Brazil team has crumbled, defeated by Shan Yongzhuo alone!"

The commentator spoke eloquently.

The Chinese players on the field were celebrating wildly.

Shan Yongzhuo stood quietly in the center, raising his fist to salute the Chinese team's fans, which was met with waves of cheers from the crowd.

To Brazilian fans, this was nothing short of death itself, announcing its reaping of demise.

Many Brazilian fans closed their eyes in tears, wishing it were all just a dream.

They found it hard to accept being so thoroughly defeated by an Asian team like China on their home turf.

But when I opened my eyes, the scoreboard still showed a bloody 5-0 score.

The camera kept focusing on the weeping Brazilian fans in the stands, and all the eyes of these Brazilian fans and players were fixed on Shan Yongzhuo.

Especially Neymar, Brazil's key player.

He stood bitterly on the front field, hands on his hips, staring intently at the number 19 player of the Chinese team, feeling utterly helpless.

He just lost to this man in La Liga.

Right now, at the World Cup.

Playing on home soil in Brazil.

He wanted to become a hero in Brazil.

But now, is this guy going to stop us again?

At the same time, Neymar also had some doubts.

"Is shooting technique really the only thing that matters most?"

(End of this chapter)