World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 163 The Rising Star

"The ball went in?"

"Goal scored?"

"Damn!"

Merrera was furious and cursed.

As soon as he adjusted his formation, the China Youth Team scored a goal.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!

Merrera slapped her thigh in frustration.

He hated himself, hated himself for not seeing Zeng Zheng's trick earlier.

It's good now.

The cooked duck was delivered to the mouth and flew away!
Mireau let go.

The ball has already entered the net, and he has no reason to hug the opponent who scored the goal.

But even after losing the restraints on his body, Shao Jiayi didn't get up immediately and ran to the sidelines to celebrate.

Isn't the crucial tie at the end of the game not enough to excite the 20-year-old?
Zoom in.

When the teammates ran to Shao Jiayi to celebrate together, they found Shao Jiayi baring his teeth and grinning, slumped on the goal line of the Brazilian team.

Seeing Shao Jiayi's appearance, Mireau quickly stepped back and raised his hands, saying that this matter has nothing to do with him.

"Jiayi, what's wrong?"

"Are you all right?"

"Where did it hit?"

Shao Jiayi clutched his crotch and kept rubbing his inner thighs.

"I didn't knock somewhere, but alas! This goal was scored."

Shao Jia's face was full of helplessness.

It would have been a happy event.

But because of the impact on his sensitive parts, he felt no joy at all.

At this time, Shao Jia's face was full of embarrassment. He held the ball that rolled back from the net with one hand, and rubbed it clockwise with the other hand.

This scene looked extremely weird in the eyes of several teammates who surrounded him.

"What happened to Shao Jiayi?"

"Is he injured?"

The team doctor hurried onto the field.

Zeng Zheng didn't speak to stop him, nor did he show any anxious expression on his face.

What else can I say?
After the game is over, buy him two big kidneys to make up for it!

At this time, the fans also used the playback to see clearly what happened just now.

Just now Shao Jiayi rushed out from between the two central defenders of the Brazilian team and blocked the ball into the goal with his body.

However, because the negotiated cross was neither high nor low, when Shao Jiayi rushed to the ball, it was his younger brother Shao Jiaer who greeted the ball.

Facing the incoming ball, Jia Er showed inhuman courage, he just headed straight to meet the ball, and directly headed the ball into the net.

However, in the eyes of the fans, this scene is not so much that Jia Er headed the ball, it is better to say that the negotiated cross just hit Jia Er's head.

After understanding why Shao Jiayi is still sitting on the ground, the fans are dumbfounded.

"Hey~ Gui'an really worked hard! He even spent the rest of his life fighting for this goal."

"Young man is energetic, and it is a good thing to dare to fight hard. But you have to be gentle and serious. Don't ruin your life because of this goal!"

"Okay, just fight this guy so hard, no matter how he plays in the future, I will support him!"

Shao Jiayi didn't know that the goal of adding two goals gained at least tens of thousands of fans for him personally.

Seeing Shao Jiayi on the ground constantly massaging himself, the two team doctors were also dumbfounded.

"Old Zhang, why don't you go up and rub it for him?"

"Forget it, Lao Li, it's better to spray him with the spray you used!"

"How to spray? Spray through the shorts?"

"Uh, it's really useless to spray through the clothes, so why don't you give it to him and let him spray it in his crotch?"

"Fuck, I'm just kidding, do you really take it seriously? Can this thing be sprayed there? Who will be to blame if it is sprayed?"

Just like that, the two team doctors stood awkwardly in front of Shao Jiayi and greeted him for a long time, but none of them got started.

Finally, with the support of his teammates, Shao Jiayi finally stood up.

He raised his arms and clapped his hands hard above his head.

"Wow~~~"

In the stands, a series of applause quickly came in response.

"Old Shen, were you all surrounded by me just now?" Shao Jia said in a low voice.

"Surrounded, everyone stands in a circle according to your instructions."

"Well, that's good, that's good."

Before Shao Jia could breathe a sigh of relief, Zheng Zhi said something untimely.

"It's useless to just use the enclosure. Look, aren't there a few robotic arms that are as tall as the court?"

Looking along Zheng Zhi's finger, Shao Jiayi saw the camera lens on the top of the mechanical arm, which was aimed at him at the moment.

Hey!
Such a rudimentary broken court, with so many mechanical arms?
Shao Jia cursed secretly in his heart, his face also turned from green to red.

"Doesn't that mean Lyra saw it too?"

Zheng Zhi continued to speak without surprise, "Of course, it's not just Ms. Leila and the others, fans all over the world have seen it!"

Hey!
Shao Jia cursed secretly again.

Although he is not yet famous, but rubbing his crotch in front of fans all over the world, he might be No.1!
Shao Jiayi's goal was so sudden that the opponent was caught off guard.

Merrera is in full swing.

The tied score before the end disrupted all his plans.

He now has to prepare for extra time and a possible penalty shootout.

Of course, for Zeng Zhenghe and the team, all of this is just the best return for his 10-minute layout and the hard work of the players.

"Xiao Zeng, Jiayi is really brave!"

"I really didn't expect that this kid would dare to use that place to push for a goal."

"If he wins this game, he will be the number one hero!"

Zhu Guanghu whispered in Zeng Zheng's ear.

Obviously, he was also infected by the absolute tie before the finale.

Zeng Zheng ignored Zhu Guanghu's nagging, but continued to stand on the sidelines, directing the players loudly.

Yu Guangzhong, the fourth official has already gone to the equipment area to get the electronic card.

It seems that after the discussion of the referees, the stoppage time for the second half has been set.

"It's a bit late!"

Zeng Zheng smashed his mouth.

There is no perfect plan in this world, and there is no perfect execution result.

According to Zeng Zheng's best idea, he started a full-scale counterattack at 77-83 minutes, and then scored a goal in a sneak attack.

In the remaining 10 minutes or so, even if we play against the Brazilian team, we must use the momentum of scoring to make another victory.

But now it seems that Shao Jiayi's goal came too late.

There was not enough time for the overtake score at all.

Of course, from a macro perspective, it is already a great joy for Shao Jiayi to score a goal to tie the score before the end of the game.

Wanting more is greed.

But looking at the Brazilian players who started to get restless on the field, Zeng Zheng really didn't want to waste such a good opportunity.

If you don't win the opponent within the regular time.

After the game is over and back to the sidelines, the opposite coach can resolve these anxiety with a few simple words.

In 30 minutes of extra time, they faced these wolf-like Brazilian players again.

Zeng Zheng really didn't believe that his team could be one ahead of the opponent before conceding a goal.

Being tied by the opponent at the last moment, the Brazilian players were inevitably a little anxious.

Almost every one of these players has a kind of innate pride, after all, they come from four-star Brazil.

Merrera wanted to appease them, but it was actually very simple.

All it takes is one sentence.

"Little ones, play well!"

"Don't forget that the scouts of the European giants in the stands are all watching you!"

That's right, for Brazilian players, being able to play in the five major European leagues is their lifelong dream.

Brazil is the fantasy kingdom of football, but dreaming alone is not enough to eat.

To play in European football is their ultimate goal.

Just like Ronaldo.

You don't need to start to go to the four major leagues.

In a league like the Eredivisie, gold can still shine!

Merrera is clearly a master lobbyist.

The 30-minute overtime game that had to be tied by the China Youth Team was abruptly portrayed by him as a gift from God to the players.

Just like some of the big opening bargains in China.

"The last three 10 minutes are here, the last three 10 minutes!"

"If you haven't shown yourself, hurry up and show yourself!"

"After passing this village, there will be no such shop!"

Under such encouragement, the Brazilian players, who had been frustrated for a long time, mustered up their fighting spirit again, clamoring to cross the half court, wanting to give the middle and young players a good look.

Soon, the players from both sides collided again.

Only this time the location was changed to the midfield.

In this anxious zone, the two sides are fighting each other without giving an inch.

After fighting for several rounds in a row, the middle and young players were still defeated.

Even if Ronaldinho is not in the opponent's lineup, he is not the only one who can be an oxtail.

Arranging flower feet, changing direction from left to right, riding a bicycle, and turning around in Marseille.
These well-known and those unnamed extraordinary tricks are at the feet of the Brazilian players like their fingers.

With the outstanding personal ability of the players, the Brazilian team quickly broke through the midfield.

"Zeng Zheng, this boy, seems to be quite ambitious!"

In the stands, Qian Bo shook his head, as if he didn't like Zeng Zheng's actions.

Under the question of the woman in sunglasses, Chamber explained.

"According to the logic, we are already lucky to score a goal at this moment, and it can be regarded as God's blessing."

"The most important thing to do at this moment is to play steadily, so that the players can calm down and welcome the upcoming overtime."

"Of course, with today's overtime rules, it is best to stick to 30 minutes and pull the game into a penalty shootout."

"When it comes to the penalty shootout, no matter how big the advantage of the Brazilian team will be, we can give it a go!"

"But looking at the current field, Zeng Zheng obviously does not intend to give up the offense, and he is bold enough to fight against the Brazilian team."

"If only in these few minutes"

Speaking of this, Chamber glanced to the sidelines.

At this moment the fourth official just held up a sign showing a green "4".

"What about 4 minutes of extra time?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, if you concede another goal in these 4 minutes, then all previous efforts will be wasted."

"It's a pity, a pity that a good goal that played most of the time was wasted in these 4 minutes!"

After listening to Qian Bo's ramblings, the woman in sunglasses rested her chin on one hand, but the expression on her face was not as worried as her own official.

"Chamber, it's a pity that I don't know."

"But what I know is that Coach Zeng's team equalized at the last moment and earned back the hope of winning."

"I still say that, I believe he can win!"

Qian Bo was stunned when he heard the words.

No matter how good his theoretical analysis was, it was impossible to refute it in the face of facts.

Even through the sunglasses, Chamberlain could still clearly see the light from his young lady's eyes.

The game has come to this point.

The middle and young players also got angry.

Big feet have two arms and two legs, why should I be inferior to you?
The Brazilian team here has just achieved extraordinary success with its personal strength, and the "physical contact" of the Chinese youth team has followed.

The next second, the referee whistle sounded.

"Beep!!!"

The Chinese youth team got the 9th yellow card in the game!
In addition to Zheng Zhi, Liu Yujian and Wang Xiao also bid farewell to this World Youth Championship in advance.

"Shh!"

Facing the direct free kick from Brazil, Liu Yunfei leaped high, took off the ball with both hands, and held it in his arms.

Then imitating Ou Chuliang's appearance, after rolling around on the ground, he raised his head and looked forward.

At the same time, Zeng Zheng's voice rang in Liu Yunfei's ears.

"Front left!"

Without hesitation, Liu Yunfei stood up holding the ball.

After running two steps forward, he swung his body sideways, and the ball turned into a missile with a "swish" sound and flew towards the left frontcourt.

Shao Jia gritted his teeth and charged forward while turning his head to observe.

After running to the ball's landing point ahead of time, he got stuck and jumped up high, stopping the ball with his chest.

As soon as the ball landed, Brazil's defenders also pushed up from behind.

Shao Jiayi didn't stop at all, he also swung his right foot, kicked the ball into the air, and flew diagonally to the other side of the field.

"Damn it! It's another crossover!"

Merrera was devastated.

Shouting for the retreating team members to rush out in time, forcing the deliberations flying past out of bounds.

"Stop him, stop him!"

At this time, Edu has become an assist, and the man marking and discussing is a Brazilian midfielder Bakari who was replaced in the second half.

After getting the ball, he rushed forward a few steps, discussed his feet flashed, and accelerated with a change of direction, instantly surpassing the opponent by one position.

Work and body, these two items are not the strengths of the negotiation.

Only by using dribbling and a sudden burst of speed when the opponent's replacement is unstable, can we break out a way out.

Come on!
Did not expect so soon!

Bakari obviously underestimated the speed of the discussion, and was accidentally overwhelmed by the discussion.

Seeing this, Edu on the inside also hurriedly got stuck in his position, for fear of discussing to continue to make an inside cross.

Go straight ahead, the bottom line is close at hand.

It's time to pass!
With sharp eyes, he caught a glimpse of his teammates outflanking the middle.

As soon as he thought of his feet, Zeng Zheng's previous explanation appeared in his head.

that?
Hey!
In order to win, fight!

Discussion swung his right leg and made a pass.

Seeing this situation, Edu didn't have time to react, he quickly raised his left leg, and tried his best to block the discussion.

However, the expected blockage did not happen.

After negotiating the right leg was lifted lightly, the ball was lightly buckled by him, and while passing Edu, he turned around and took the ball to the Brazilian team's penalty area.

At this moment, Bakary, who was overwhelmed by Shangyi, also caught up, grabbed Shangyi's shoulder from behind, and forced him to slow down.

Looking at the restricted area line that was close at hand, he gritted his teeth and continued on his way.

one step, two steps
Finally, a strong pull came from the opponent's arm.

The center of gravity of the discussion that wanted to rush to the third step was lost in an instant, and the whole person leaned back.

Pfft! ! !
There was dust everywhere on the pitch.

With his face upturned, he fell from the air and landed on the turf with his back firmly.

"Beep! Beep beep beep beep~~~"

At the same time, the referee's whistle sounded quickly.

"Penalty!"

"The referee pointed to the penalty spot!"

"Penalty kick!" Until this moment, the commentator who was setting up the stage finally couldn't control his emotions, and exclaimed in a low voice with excitement.

Seeing the referee's penalty, the scene exploded instantly.

The Chinese youth team clapped and cheered each other, while the Brazilian team came to the sidelines noisily and asked the fourth official to "explain" clearly.

"For discussion, don't get up first, and sit for a while."

"Others, continue to surround the referee and separate the Brazilian players!"

"Don't touch it, just block it with your body!"

All the penalties have been issued, and Zeng Zheng does not allow temporary changes.

Amidst the noise of the players on both sides, Shao Jiayi came to Shang Shang, scratched the back of his head and whispered.

"Brother Yi, look, this penalty"

"I made this penalty, why should I give it to you?" Discussing without thinking, he replied.

In order to make this penalty kick, after a long time of deliberation, he hesitated before making up his mind.

When he came off the bench, Zeng Zheng told him that if he couldn't do it, he would flop in the opponent's penalty area.

The discussion has been unable to pass the hurdle in my heart.

But now, in order to win, Shangxi also had to let himself "deliberately" fall down in the opponent's penalty area.

With the posture of falling to the ground just now, no one will doubt the authenticity of the opponent's foul.

"Brother Yi, look at me."

"What are you looking at?" Shangjia rolled his eyes, "You can score a goal with Kumba, but I was also pulled over by the opponent from behind!"

The discussion is right.

Shao Jiayi took Kumba to score the goal. Just now he discussed that he fell from the air, and it was also a real effort. Otherwise, the referee would not be so decisive to award a penalty kick.

"Brother Yi, first of all, I am the number one penalty shooter in the team."

Under the deliberative questioning, Shao Jiayi's expression gradually became grim and resolute.

Following Shao Jiayi's gaze, he saw the Brazilian team's bench.

At the moment, the Brazilian coach is in chaos.

Merrera had already rushed to the fourth official, shouting something.

In the hustle and bustle of the stadium, Shao Jiayi's lips moved slightly, and his deliberative expression changed from disdain to seriousness.

"My God, the Chinese team actually won a penalty at the last moment? What kind of fairy script is this?"

"Isn't this a coincidence? Why is the Brazilian team so careless?"

"Flopping? But it doesn't look like it! How can a normal person flop so realistically?"

"The Chinese team is also very lucky. Jue tie is not enough, and they got a penalty?"

The fans were talking.

When the discussion was almost over, Shao Jiayi pulled the discussion up from the ground.

Discussion picked up the ball from the ground, and solemnly handed it to Shao Jia.

The latter took the ball and walked alone to the penalty spot.

"It's negotiated!"

The eyes of the fans brightened.

"The ball was eventually taken by Shao Lai!"

The live commentator was also very excited.

So far, Shao Jiayi has scored 5 goals.

If this penalty is scored again, then the top scorer of this World Youth Championship is basically in his pocket.

Seeing Shao Jiayi square the ball on the penalty spot, the fans gradually quieted down.

Zhu Guanghu and several teaching assistants had held their breath for a long time, staring at the door with wide eyes.

Zeng Zheng was also breathless, standing where he was, watching the "performance" of his disciples.

That's right, the game is not limited to just one game.

For China Youth Team, for Shao Jiayi, this is more like a "SHOW" to prove himself!
Now is SHOW TIME, let these players perform well!

Just now Zeng Zheng said nothing, just let the players choose who will take the penalty.

This penalty is not only an opportunity, a challenge, but also a responsibility.

If the goal is scored, everyone is happy; if the goal is not scored, the player who takes the penalty kick will not only face the torture of his own self-blame, but also face the slander of the outside world.

A penalty kick can make or break a person!
Seeing that Shao Jiayi had stepped back, Zeng Zheng, who was hugging his shoulders, subconsciously bit his nails, thinking wildly.

Do you remember how you sang a song in your previous life?

"China has Shao Jiayi, a penalty kick."

Zeng Zheng just remembered halfway through, when a deafening cry suddenly brought Zeng Zheng back to reality.

what happened?
what happened?
Before Zeng Zheng could react, a black figure appeared in front of him.

It's Zhu Guanghu!

"Hahahahaha, Xiao Zeng, come in, come in!"

"Win! We won!!!"

in?

Won?

In less than half a second, Zeng Zheng also reacted.

He threw Zhu Guanghu aside and looked towards the court.

Shao Jiayi, who was just standing in front of the penalty spot and taking a deep breath, had long since disappeared, and there was an extra pile of meat in the penalty area of ​​the Brazilian team.

"Come in!"

"The ball has been scored!"

"In the 3rd minute of stoppage time, Shao Jiayi from Guoan scored a goal to overtake the score!"

"This is Shao Jiayi's second goal in the game. The two goals of the China Youth Team were all scored by Shao Jiayi!"

"It was incredible!"

"From falling behind to tying, and then overtaking!"

"It is foreseeable that the Chinese team has another shining star rising!!!"

Under the mountain of meat, Shao Jiayi struggled to climb out.

Getting rid of the pull of his teammates, Shao Jiayi rushed to the sidelines at the fastest speed.

But this time, he didn't report to Zeng Zheng immediately.

I saw him baring his teeth and claws, jumping like an orangutan in a circus, and then waving his arms, "Laila, I'm fine! Look, I'm fine!!!"

(End of this chapter)