World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 23
Whoosh!
Swish!
Catalyzed by Ma Mingyu, the ball turned into a missile and flew directly into Kuwait's net.

"Old horse, it's beautiful!"

"It's a good kick!"

Seeing that Ma Mingyu made the free throw, the teammates stepped forward to give Ma Mingyu a high-five to celebrate.

Including General Fan and Zhang Xiaorui.

Due to the existence of the national team's BUFF, the two didn't say much when they saw Ma Mingyu scored a penalty kick.

You must know that the moment Ma Mingyu kicked the penalty kick, these two people were the first to rush into the penalty area, planning to make a follow-up shot.

"It's done!"

Gu Mingchang raised his hand towards Zeng Zheng.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, we scored a goal!"

I am not blind!

Zeng Zheng complained in his heart.

But seeing Elder Gu Ming's childlike appearance, he also extended his hand to cooperate.

2比0对2比0，时间相差5分钟。

According to the urine nature of countries in West Asia, two goals can be played in just 5 minutes.

Now let's see where Qatar's bottom line is.

as predicted.

Soon after the Chinese team scored a goal, Saudi Arabia scored another goal.

Through the panoramic live broadcast, Zeng Zheng saw the whole process of scoring without any mistakes.

Taking advantage of a counterattack opportunity, Saudi Arabia formed a 4-on-3 situation in a small area of ​​the frontcourt.

Three people run and one passes the ball.

The last player who ran empty took a shot towards the ball, and the ball crashed into the net.

Compared with the Chinese team's first point and then the goal, the frontcourt cooperation between the Saudi players is obviously easier this time.

Is Qatar broken?

Zeng Zheng frowned.

Seeing this, Chen Xirong wanted to say something, but because of his previous relationship with Zeng Zheng, he didn't have the nerve to speak.

Not long after, the big brother in Gu Mingchang's hand rang again, and the good old man reported the situation in Doha to Zeng Zheng with a bitter face.

"We also have undercover agents from Saudi Arabia," Zeng Zheng said firmly.

"Undercover? Where? Among the fans?"

Gu Mingchang was startled and hurriedly looked up to the stands.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of ​​red.

The fans held up the banners saying "We are qualifying" and rejoiced in the ocean.

Although there were two-goal leads before and then overtake, but this time, they still chose to believe in Zeng Zheng.

"Coach Gu, what are you looking at!"

"I, I'm looking for an undercover agent!"

Looking at so many fans, trying to find the Saudi "undercover" is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Seeing Gu Mingchang's anxious look, Zeng Zheng chuckled.

"Coach Gu, this is not an ancient march to fight, why are you so nervous?"

"me"

"I wish the Saudis would send more people, so that we could generate income for our tourism industry, wouldn't it?"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's joke-like ridicule, Gu Mingchang was also stunned.

It seems that I am too nervous.

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

"What should I do? Let's make a salad!"

Zeng Zheng patted Gu Mingchang on the shoulder with a smile, "Now the situation is clear, and I am quite looking forward to such a situation."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Saudi Arabia is now in a strong away game, and Qatar has no hope of making a comeback. Our qualifying opponent has already been locked in Saudi Arabia."

"So, what about Kuwait, Qatar, Iran, these teams are now just little boys doing chores for Saudi Arabia, nothing to be afraid of."

"As long as we maintain the current score, no matter how bad we are, we will be second in the group!"

"That in itself is a victory."

"Don't forget that when Zhuxie asked me to be the interim coach, the purpose was to let me go home directly after playing this game!"

"At the end of the day, we've knocked Iran out now."

"Coach Gu, do you think this is something to be happy about?"

Seeing Zeng Zheng's sudden change of tone, Gu Mingchang was still a little overwhelmed with reaction.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, we are number one in this group"

"Coach Gu, you are too persistent!" Zeng Zheng said slowly.

"Man proposes, God disposes."

"We have tried our best to do everything we can, why do we have to cling to the best result?"

"Is everything in this world either good or bad?"

"Does our football have to score 100 points?"

After finishing speaking, Zeng Zheng turned around and continued to direct the team members.

Looking at Zeng Zheng's handsome back, Gu Mingchang suddenly felt that he was the rookie who just joined the team and needed the leadership of his seniors.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, it's unfathomable!"

Turning his attention to the court again, Zeng Zheng thought again.

There are still more than 30 minutes before the end of the game, so it is of course impossible for him to give up early.

According to his previous plan, even if he is "behind" Saudi Arabia by one goal, it will not hurt.

Give them a wave of strong offense and score a goal at the last moment, which can completely stage a comeback.

But now, the Saudi kick-off was 5 minutes late, and this trick automatically became invalid.

If the opposite side is playing shady, then now I have to use open and aboveboard schemes to defeat him.

Looking inside at Gao Feng's physical strength, Zeng Zheng shouted loudly: "Old Gao, run for me, you forgot what you said to your wife before the game?"

When Gao Feng heard about the eagle, he suddenly became energetic.

The two are in a period of passionate love, and it is often you and me.

As soon as the game announcement was released here, the words of blessing over there spread to thousands of households through the good media, and fans all over the country followed this wave of dog food.

For someone with a heart like Gao Feng, what he said was like pouring out water, and he couldn't just shoot empty shots every time.

Ever since, Gao Feng, who promised the eagle to score a goal, turned into a whirlwind on the court again, sweeping Kuwait, who had always been offending.

Seeing Gao Feng's almost bottomed-out physical strength, and seeing the prodigal son on the pitch, Zeng Zheng waved to the bench.

"Brother Gao, come here."

On the bench, Gao Hongbo pointed at himself with a look of surprise.

"I??"

"That's right, Xiao Gao, it's you who called me." Gu Mingchang responded from the side.

Gao Hongbo stood up, put down the long sleeves on her knees, and trotted towards Zeng Zheng.

As the veteran of the national team, Gao Hongbo has reached the age of retirement.

Although he participated in the group stage before the top ten, he has been training with the team as a substitute.

But Gao Hongbo really never thought that he would still have the chance to play in the top ten competition.

It's not the kind of meaningless game called "fight for honor".

Of course, it is precisely because today's game is so important that Gao Hongbo, who is about to retire, has no reason to refuse to be recruited.

He knew that many people outside were waiting to see Zeng Zheng's jokes.

For example, he "didn't trust the captain" when he played against Saudi Arabia, and "fell with all the international footballers" before playing Kuwait.

These dark sides of Chinese football hold countless black materials about Zeng Zheng, and when Zeng Zheng loses his asylum, they will step him into the abyss in one fell swoop.

Considering that she also wanted to be a coach after retiring, Gao Hongbo decided that no matter what, she would put on the national team uniform again, and fight for herself, Zeng Zheng, and the national team!
"Coach Zeng, what instruction?"

Although he was a little surprised that Zeng Zheng called him at this time, but at the moment when he stood beside Zeng Zheng, Gao Hongbo instantly became calm.

"After playing, you change positions with Lao Maoer."

"The two defenders on the opposite left, Lao Gao has tortured them so much that they can hardly run."

"Before their coach reacts, try to find a chance to get one!"

"No problem!" Gao Hongbo's voice was as firm as a mountain.

"Of course, it's no big deal if you don't get in."

"If the opponent's coach responds in time to change players, you should retreat more and cooperate with Lao Ma and Xiao Zhang, and the main offense should be Lao Maoer."

"Okay, Coach Zeng, do you have any other instructions?"

Seeing Gao Hongbo's emaciated figure, Zeng Zheng hesitated for a moment.

"Old Gao, there are more than 30 minutes left, can you run?"

"Coach Zeng, are you kidding me?" Gao Hongbo finally showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, "I haven't retired yet, and I'm still a member of Songri. Please, Coach Zeng, don't doubt my identity and my status." determination."

"Okay, okay, Lao Gao, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

Zeng Zheng made a bow, and then brought Gao Hongbo to the fourth official.

"Referee, let's make a substitution."

(End of this chapter)