World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 20
"Sumao is really a header!"

After seeing the golden-headed old Mao's movements clearly, Sun Zhengping immediately gave a soft drink.

Kuwait goalkeeper Khaled is good enough.

At the moment when Su Mao really headed the ball, he flew up and rushed towards the ball.

But the strength of this header is too strong.

Even the force of Zhang Xiaorui's external rotation was transferred to the ball in one go.

Before Khalid could fully stretch his body, the ball hit the turf and crashed into the net.

"The ball has been scored!" Sun Zhengping reacted immediately after a one-second delay.

The commentators of this era are not allowed to have any emotional color during the commentary process, and Sun Zhengping is one of the best.

Even so, the fans can hear the commentator's joy between the lines.

"In the 28th minute, the Chinese team opened the scoring with a header from Su Maozhen."

"It was Zhang Xiaorui who passed the ball."

"This is a young player from Jianlibao, Brazil."

"Just now he turned around very beautifully."

"Like Romario in Brazil."

"I have to say that Jianlibao's teenager played a decisive role in this goal."

"In the 28th minute of the game, the Chinese team took the lead 1-0!"

On the court, Su Maozhen rushed to the sidelines immediately after scoring a goal, and hugged Zeng Zheng fiercely.

"Boss Zeng, thank you!"

"Old Maoer, keep working hard, don't forget the task I entrusted to you!"

Zeng Zheng patted the cap really on the back and encouraged him.

In this world preliminaries, Su Maozhen has been training with the team since August, but they are all non-staff personnel.

This time, Zeng Zheng can "regardless of past suspicions", specially recruit him into the team, and arrange for such an important game to start, that is a great trust in him!
The real man, Su Mao, has been moved for a long time.

Before the game, he secretly vowed that he must repay Zeng Zheng's trust.

After the players returned to the field, several assistant coaches also came over.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, congratulations!" Chi Shangbin smiled.

"With this goal as the base, our next game will be much easier!" Jin Zhiyang also nodded repeatedly.

Faced with the compliments from the teaching assistants, Zeng Zheng frowned and asked Gu Mingchang who was beside him.

"Coach Gu, is there any news from Doha?"

Zeng Zheng could have exchanged 100 points for a live panorama of Saudi Arabia and Qatar, but in order to save money, he still used this real-life phone call for consultation and communication.

This time he came back from a desperate situation, and Zhu Xie also learned from the painful experience and understood the importance of information.

So for this game, Zhuxie specially arranged several liaison specialists to open up many relationships and conduct exchanges between the two places in a timely manner.

In Doha, there is a staff member watching the game; once a team scores a goal, the embassy in Qatar will be notified as soon as possible.

The embassy then contacted the capital through the landline, and the capital directly used the landline to contact the mobile phone in the hands of Gu Mingchang.

After this series of operations, there will be a delay of 5 minutes.

Gu Mingchang looked at the cold big brother in his hand and shook his head.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, no news is good news!" Jin Zhiyang laughed.

"No!" Zeng Zheng shook his head.

"There is a 5-minute delay, the ghost knows what happened in these 5 minutes, we can't slack off!"

Chi Shangbin nodded after hearing this, "Coach Xiao Zeng is right, we have suffered a lot from information before, and we can't repeat the same mistakes this time."

"Coach Xiao Zeng, what should we do next?"

"How?" Zeng Zheng's mouth twitched.

"Of course I took advantage of his illness to kill him!"

Amidst the collective cheers of tens of thousands of fans, the Kuwaiti players stood in front of the tee-off point.

This kick-off, all the team members of the national team, like a lion smelling meat, collectively attacked Kuwait's formation.

Judging by the fighting spirit of the players, Zeng Zheng estimated that the national team's BUFF had an effect.

The Chinese team may have done mediocre in other aspects, but they still have certain experience and expertise in abusing food.

The key now is how long Kuwait can last and whether it can become the "dish" in the hands of the Chinese team.

When facing East Asian teams, West Asian teams have always been united.

Even if Kuwait doesn't consider its own qualifying issue, Iran will say hello casually, and they will drag the Chinese team into the water.

Worst of all, they will not lose too many goals to the Chinese team, so the Chinese team, which is second in the group, has to compete with Xiaotian for the final 0.5 qualifying rights.

So even if they concede a goal first, Kuwait still has fighting spirit.

To achieve Zeng Zheng's ultimate goal, one goal difference is obviously not enough.

Taking advantage of the time when the Kuwaiti players returned the pass, Gao Feng and Su Maozhen went hand in hand and penetrated into the hinterland of Kuwait.

Then came Zhang Xiaorui and Ma Mingyu, who walked side by side, occupying a corner of Kuwait's half in a trapezoidal shape with two forward teammates.

After three consecutive passes, the ball rolled to the feet of Kuwait's last central defender.

The goal just now greatly stimulated Su Maozhen's will to score a goal. The Shandong titan who returned from studying abroad accelerated suddenly and rushed towards the ball with all his strength.

Seeing this, the Kuwaiti central defender hurriedly turned around, trying to pass the ball to his teammate on the wing.

At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared on the passing route of the two.

After seeing the person clearly, Sun Zhengping's voice of joy resounded again.

"It's the prodigal son Gao Feng!"

"Gao Feng steals in the frontcourt!"

"Break into Kuwait restricted area"

"Dunk the opponent's central defender"

"oops!"

"Gao Feng's intention was guessed by the opponent's defender in advance, and the ball was still cleared by the opponent."

"However, Gao Feng's frontcourt steal just now was indeed very exciting. If the ball is dunked, there is a very good chance of scoring a goal."

Just when Sun Zhengping felt sorry for Gao Feng's buckle, the big brother in Gu Mingchang's hand rang "ringing".

When the big brother rang, the people around tensed up instantly.

Because no matter whether it is Qatar or Saudi Arabia scoring a goal in Doha, this big brother will always ring.

So this first ringing is definitely not good news.

"Hey?"

"Oh, yes?"

"Okay, I see."

"I'll notify Coach Xiao Zeng right away."

Gu Mingchang hung up the phone, and said the result in the worried eyes of his colleagues.

"Saudi scored."

"Is it Saudi who scored the goal?"

After hearing the news, Zeng Zheng, who was directing on the spot, was not surprised, and even the expression on his face did not change.

Gu Mingchang couldn't see what Zeng Zheng was thinking, so he asked cautiously: "Coach Xiao Zeng, it looks like you already knew it."

"Saudi Arabia is stronger than Qatar, and it is normal to score first."

"So what? Are we going to compete with Saudi Arabia now?"

"Not necessarily." Zeng Zheng shook his head, "Saudi Arabia and Qatar played 1-0 in the first match, and Saudi Arabia didn't score too many goals."

"But now it comes to the issue of qualifying for the World Cup, as long as the point difference is not more than two goals, which team will not give up easily."

"It is also very important that Qatar is playing at home after all."

"Because the two of them have no chance of qualifying together, so no matter how good the relationship with Saudi Arabia is, they will not give up this opportunity easily."

"So in the next time, Qatar will definitely seize the time to counterattack, and what will happen in the end is uncertain! We don't need to worry about this."

What Zeng Zheng said was suddenly enlightened to Gu Mingchang.

Looking back on the past years of coaching, I never thought of so many complicated situations in my elm head.

When the team is ahead, the first thing that comes to mind is to hold the score, and when the team is behind, the first thing to think about is to tie the score as soon as possible.

I have always taken one step at a time, and never had any longer-term plans.

Don't look at Zeng Zheng's mouth full of swear words at the moment, but just seeing Zeng Zheng's calm and strategizing attitude in the face of danger, Gu Mingchang felt much more at ease.

"It seems that I, an old guy, should really retire from the stage of history!" Gu Mingchang muttered, and then returned to the coach's bench.

"How about it, Lao Gu, what did Coach Xiao Zeng say?"

Seeing Gu Mingchang came back, a group of teaching assistants immediately surrounded him.

"Don't worry, Coach Xiao Zeng has already prepared, tell me not to worry."

"So, are we worrying too much?"

Just as Gu Mingchang listened to Zeng Zheng's analysis of this effort, several teaching assistants recalled the historical relationship between Saudi Arabia and Qatar, for fear that Qatar would deliberately send water to Saudi Arabia.

"Well, Coach Xiao Zeng told me to wait for the letter, and tell him immediately if there is any new situation."

(End of this chapter)