World Cup of Great Powers

"Good kick!"

"Good job!"

"come on!"

"Hold on for three more 10 minutes!"

"Victory must be ours!"

During the rehydration time, which was not considered a break at all, the substitutes and masseurs came together to massage the cramped muscles of the players.

Jin Chi and the other coaching staff also grabbed their respective players and nagged them.

Everyone looked at Zeng Zheng, waiting for him to say something.

It wasn't until the referee's whistle sounded, urging the players to return to the field, that Zeng Zheng slowly took out his right hand from his pocket.

"No matter what the outcome is."

"You are all heroes."

"Go!"

"For your persistence and the vision in your heart."

"Go and fight for three more 10 minutes."

"World Cup"

"Don't give me any regrets!"

"Okay, fans and friends in front of the TV."

"What you are watching now is the overtime match between China and South Korea in the quarter-finals of the World Cup."

"After 90 minutes of competition between the two sides, the result was a 2-2 draw."

"According to World Cup rules, the game will enter 30 minutes of golden goal overtime."

“As long as one goal is scored in overtime, the winner will be determined immediately.”

"Golden goal overtime is also called sudden death overtime."

"With such rules, neither warring party dares to be careless."

Since the start of the World Cup, this is the second overtime game played by South Korea and the first game played by the Chinese team.

In terms of physical reserves, the Chinese team still has an advantage in this aspect.

In the 93rd minute, Sun Jihai broke through from the right and passed from the bottom line. Zhang Yuheng jumped up from the back post and headed the ball into the near corner from the edge of the small penalty area.

But the linesman raised his flag early, indicating that the ball had already crossed the baseline before Sun Jihai passed the ball.

However, judging from the slow-motion replay of the scene, the ball was only pressed on the baseline and did not go out of bounds as a whole.

In the 96th minute, referee Meike stopped the game and asked Li Tianxiu to take off his metal necklace.

It was the necklace around his neck that caused a seven to eight centimeter scratch on Zhao Junzhe's arm.

After emergency treatment by the team doctor, the bleeding was stopped.

Subsequently, Zhaojun's direct free kick from 30 meters away missed the left post.

In the 98th minute, Zheng Zhi fouled Ahn Jung-hwan 20 meters in front of the goal.

Li Tianxiu's free kick went over the wall but also went over the crossbar.

After that, Jin Tou Lao Mao's long-range shot from outside the penalty area was weak and was tightly hugged by Li Yunzai.

In the 101st minute, Yang Pu threw a sideline ball hard from the right, and Yang Chen volleyed with his right foot 10 meters away from the goal.

The ball hit the far post and bounced into the field. Zhang Yuning shot over from a small angle. The Chinese team once again missed a golden opportunity to end the game.

A few minutes later, the two teams changed sides and entered the second half of overtime.

In the 109th minute, Huang Shanhong turned around and shot low at the front of the penalty area. Ou Chuliang fell to the ground in time and dived sideways to confiscate the ball.

In the 110th minute, Li Tianxiu counterattacked and passed from the right.

Huang Shanhong shot at the back post, but Ou Chuliang dived hard and blocked the ball.

In the 111th minute, Zhang Yuheng's high-speed intervention was once again mistakenly judged as offside by the linesman.

If looks could kill, this Nico would have been dismembered into pieces.

At this point in the game, the two sides have already passed the conflict stage.

You must know that conflict is also extremely draining of mind and body.

Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.

As long as they are not really injured, no one will waste their energy by speaking.

Looking at the performance of the South Korean players, it is obvious that Hiddink did not arrange any more "delaying time" tactics.

In the eyes of the Dutch coach, a formation like 343, which is full of offensive desires, is too embarrassing to play the lying grass tactics!

In the 115th minute, there was finally a turn for the better.

Taking advantage of the Chinese team's failed free kick, South Korea once again launched a quick counterattack.

When the ball came to Park Ji-sung's feet, Park faced the panting Oh Sung-young who had just defended well. Park simply changed direction and accelerated and passed the former.

At the same time, Park Sanfei's long-lasting physical ability was vividly highlighted.

In a zoomed out shot.

The Chinese players were indeed chasing and defending desperately, but they could not close the distance with Park Ji-sung.

After another change of direction to pass Zhang Yuheng, Park Sanfei cut into the middle and was about to rush into the penalty area.

At the critical moment, Zheng Zhi rushed over from the side.

This villain with a national reputation directly knocked Park Ji-sung, who was dribbling the ball at high speed, to the ground.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded.

The moment they heard the whistle, all the South Korean players gathered around.

"Penalty!"

"Penalty!"

"Referee, this is a penalty!!!"

Park Ji-sung pressed half of his body on the penalty area line.

Even most of his body was in the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team.

Judging from the situation on the scene, what is this if not a penalty kick?
But the problem is that Park Ji-sung rolled on the ground several times after being hit.

You can't count this, can you?
Faced with the aggressiveness of the players on both sides, Meike, who was involved in many controversial penalties in this game, was also one of the top two players.

Just when he was about to make a penalty call.

Park Ji-sung, who was knocked to the ground, suddenly got up from the ground.

Pointing to the place where Zheng Zhi committed the previous foul, he shook his head again and expressed his position.

"Beep!"

This time, Meck, who found the backbone, blew the whistle directly.

Seeing that it was a free kick, all Chinese fans breathed a sigh of relief.

On the coaching bench, Jin and Chi were still yelling.

"Go to hell!"

"You have to dare to award a penalty kick for this goal."

"I'll blow up your international bead curtain!"

However, even if it is a free kick, this position is extremely thrilling.

Close to the penalty area line, the straight line distance from the goal is less than 20 meters.

Ou Chuliang leaned against the far post, holding hands in the air and directing the wall.

The six tall Chinese players standing on the human wall were tightly packed together, covering their crotches with their hands.

Not only must he listen to Ou Chuliang's command behind him, but he must also use small steps to retreat little by little under Meck's urging.

Every time he takes a step back, Ou Chuliang will update his positioning requirements.

There is no way, this ball is too close to the goal!

No one dares to be careless and underestimate the enemy.

Looking at the three South Korean players in front of the penalty spot, Zeng Zheng, who had been silent, suddenly shouted loudly.

"Yang Pu, go lie down behind the human wall!"

"Yeah lie down!"

"Ass to the outside world!"

"Don't move, lie down for me!"

Looking at Yang Pu lying behind the wall of people, no one laughed.

Hiddink looked sharply at the other side of the court.

As a head coach, he could not imagine such a defensive position at this moment.

"A free kick from this distance is very dangerous."

"Look, the Chinese team didn't just use a six-man wall."

"Even Yang Pu lay down behind the wall under Coach Zeng's command."

"Obviously guarding the opponent from kicking the ground ball."

"There are less than five minutes left in overtime."

"Any mistake may make previous efforts come to naught."

"Be careful, be careful, be careful again."

Li Tianxiu, Huang Shanhong, and Seol Qixuan stood in front of the ball, discussing who should take the kick.

Having the ball too close to the goal is not a good thing either.

Facing a heavy wall, the overhead ball usually flies out of the baseline before it even sinks.

Therefore, this ball requires a lot of footwork from the free throw shooter.

As for passing the ball
Looking at the tall players in the penalty area of ​​the Chinese team, the three South Korean internationals shook their heads.

Such a great opportunity, how about passing it on?

Just give him a kick!
In the VIP center P stand, Zheng Menghuai, whose throat was filled with smoke, was still cursing in a hoarse voice.

"Xi Ba, what kind of Ji-sung is this?"

"It's obviously a penalty kick, why do you want a free kick?"

"Wouldn't you just lie down and pretend to be dead in the restricted area?"

"How do those coaches teach?"

"I didn't do well in the Ideology and Zheng Zhi class either!"

"Xiba old horse, when this World Cup is over, we must beat this guy named Park!"

"If you don't pay a fine of [-] yuan, you won't be able to join the South Korean national team in the future!"

Zheng Menghuai took the lead, and the surrounding South Korean officials also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, the fine sports traditions of our Big Stick Empire have been tarnished by this kid!"

"If the goal is not scored, it must be blamed on him!"

"Hmph! Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you're in the J-League. If you don't want to serve in the military, you have to pay the fine!!"

Amid the curses and curses of the South Korean bamboo shoe officials, Meike blew the whistle in his mouth.

"Beep!!!"

Li Tianxiu and the other two looked at each other, raised their feet and ran towards the ball.

"Li Tianxiu runs for a run"

Huang Jianxiang was also extremely nervous at this moment.

Can't drop the ball anymore!

Losing the ball means death!
However, just when everyone thought Li Tianxiu was a guise, the ball was already flying into the air.

The six people standing in front of the wall also jumped high at the same time.

These people all opened their eyes wide, and no one dodge.

The golden-headed Lao Mao on the edge even tilted his head, trying to hit the ball flying in the air with his brain.

However, Li Tianxiu's full-moon scimitar just happened to brush against the golden-headed Lao Mao's temple.

After bypassing the wall, he flew towards the goal again.

"Open the door."

"Ou Chuliang!!!"

The moment the ball was hit high into the sky, Huang Jianxiang's voice suddenly rose an octave.

In the camera, Ou Chuliang is flying in the air sideways.

Just like Superman in the Marvel movie, he stopped the ball flying into the blind corner with one hand.

The next second, Zheng Zhi reacted and ran to the far post immediately and pushed the ball over the baseline with his head.

"Ou Chuliang has made a meritorious service!!!"

"Ou Chuliang!"

"Ou Chuliang saved Li Tianxiu's inevitable goal!"

"My God!"

"It's really amazing."

"Ou Chuliang saved the Chinese team!"

"What a stroke of genius!"

"The goalkeepers of both teams performed exceptionally well today."

"This save is definitely a world-class save!"

Amid Huang Jianxiang's screams, the stands were also in an uproar.

Many South Korean fans who were thinking about it even came to celebrate their promotion.

But Ou Chuliang's pounce from the flying fairy from the sky knocked them into the abyss again.

They don't understand.

It’s just that the Chinese team’s frontcourt players kicked two world-defying kicks.

Why can even the goalkeeper make such a magical save?

Could it be that it was really God’s arrangement?

Look at Zeng Zheng on the sidelines.

Judging from the expression on his face, it was obvious that he did not expect such a result.

Whether it was Li Tianxiu's high-quality shooting or Ou Chuliang's magical dive, it was obviously beyond the expectations of the young coach.

On the other side, the well-informed Hiddink was also extremely annoyed.

In his coaching career, he has seen many wonderful free kicks and wonderful saves.

But the combination of the two is rare.

On the football field, isn't it the players' flashes of inspiration beyond tactics that add color to the sport?

After escaping this disaster, Zeng Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"After the corner kick, let's arrange the penalty list."

Jin and Chi nodded. Before such a severe penalty, it was already a very remarkable result for the Chinese team to drag South Korea into overtime.

As for the penalty shootout, that is no longer something their coach can control.

"Lao Jin, General Fan has always been the captain, so he should be the first to take this penalty kick."

"Yang Chen is still on the court. He has such good shooting skills and is used to big scenes. He should be the first to take the penalty!"

"Where's Zhang Yuheng? Is he in front of or behind Sun Jihai?"

"Zheng Zhi, this kid has good feet. Do you want to put him in the top five?"

"There should be nothing wrong with Zhao Junzhe, right? After running for 120 minutes, can he still hold on?"

"This old hat is really true. Those shots were so soft. I didn't even dare to let him take the penalty first."

Just as the Chinese coaching staff was discussing the order of free throws, the Chinese team on the court launched its final attack.

Facing the touch of the ball by the international players, the South Korean players did not find any good way to intercept the ball in advance.

Zheng Zhi, who rushed to the offensive position, stretched out his foot to stop the ball coming from behind, and immediately sent a through ball forward.

Only then did the South Korean players discover to their horror that Yang Pu had already stepped in from the wing and was chasing the ball.

There was no way, it was too late when Yang Pu started.When he saw him running away, there were two South Korean team members trailing behind.

There's no way this ball will be called offside!

"No, the edge is missing!"

Hiddink was shocked and immediately ordered his players to pursue him.

At this moment, Yang Pu, who had been responsible for the backcourt fight, had no reservations.

Even entering the penalty shootout, his free throw order was at the back.

If that's the case, then why not use your status as a substitute player to fight against your poor physical fitness?
Forward Song Zhongguo also increased his speed to the maximum at this time, chasing Yang Pu crazily.

Feeling the wind behind him, the smart Yang Pu caught up with the ball and did not choose to pass it directly.

With a dunk of his right foot, he shook Song Zhongguo away and passed the ball to Zhao Junzhe in the corner of the opponent's penalty area.

Zhaojun turned his back to get the ball, his trembling legs forcing him to stay standing.

Without considering turning around, send the ball towards the center again.

Seeing the opponent's tendency to pass the ball back, the other South Korean defenders stopped and tried to pull the offside line forward.

As a result, Zhang Yuheng and Jin Tou Laomao in front lost their effect.

However, Sun Jihai caught up with the ball in the middle and did not stop the ball. Instead, he pushed forward directly and the ball passed through the gap between the last two South Korean defenders.

"Ah! Sun Jihai was a little anxious when he passed the ball."

"Zhang Yuheng and Su Maozhen are still on the offside line and haven't come back yet."

Huang Jianxiang was extremely sad to see that the players made a mistake in the last shot of a series of passes without making mistakes.

Zhang Yuheng and Su Maozhen were running back now.

Suddenly, they heard Zeng Zheng shouting loudly. The next second, the two of them lowered their heads in unison, without even looking at the ball.

Faced with such a situation, the two Nico linesmen were about to raise their flags, but had to stop.

In their view, the two forwards of the Chinese team simply gave up the attack.

But the linesman did not act, and the South Korean players, who had always had "muscle memory", panicked.

Eh?
What are you here for?

They were offside.

Raise the flag!

Call it a foul quickly!
Just as the two sides were quarreling with each other in the distance, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

"Yang Chen!" Huang Jianxiang's eyes lit up

"Yang Chen is on his own!"

No one thought of it.

Sun Jihai's seemingly big pass actually prompted Yang Chen who stepped in from behind to form a single shot.

Facing Yang Chen who suddenly burst out of the crowd, Li Yunzai also knew that the critical moment that determined the life and death of South Korea had arrived.

Immediately, regardless of everything, he abandoned the door and walked out.

"Yang Chen single sword"

"Li Yunzai is coming out."

"A touch of foot."

"Eh???"

"Yang Chen fell down!"

"Penalty!"

"Penalty!"

"Don't give the South Koreans a chance, penalty kick!!!"

Within the restricted area of ​​South Korea.

In front of tens of thousands of fans in the audience, Li Yunzai's outstretched hand failed to reach the ball at Yang Chen's feet.

Instead, it reached between his legs, grabbed his jumping calves, and pulled them from the air to the ground.

Such an obvious reaching out.

Li Yunzai's generous gloves were even more obvious than Li Weifeng's previous pull.

"Ah this."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Menghuai almost fell off the stand.

All South Korean fans felt like they were struck by lightning.

Before the players could react, Maker was already pointing at the penalty spot.

penalty! ! !

"Whahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Chi Shangbin laughed heartily.

"It's not that I didn't report, the time has not come yet!"

"The cycle of heavenly laws brings great retribution!"

"God, you finally opened your eyes!"

"Hahahahahaha~~~"

Amid Chi Shangbin’s hearty laughter, there was also joy in front of the Chinese coaching bench.

After the penalty kick was awarded, Meike ran in front of Li Yunzai again.

In front of countless horrified South Korean players, a red gem card was revealed once again.

Under the sun, the red gem card shines brightly.

After seeing its color clearly, Li Yunzai dragged the injured right picture and yelled hysterically at Meike.

"Why?!"

"Why?"

"Why did you punish me?"

"Why do you give the Chinese a yellow card and me a red card for the same purpose?"

"I don't agree!"

"I don't agree!!!"

Li Yun's ferocious face was extremely fierce.

The limping appearance is even more frightening.

Meck shook his head and explained in stiff English.

You were pulled directly from the air, but Li of the Chinese team did not grab the opponent's legs.

In addition, you directly interfered with other people's shots.

Red dot package, no doubt about it!
However, Meike, who has already made various previous penalties, has no WeChat at this moment.

If it weren't for the "escort" of the Chinese team members on the side, he might have been directly submerged in Li Yunzai's saliva.

Looking at the back of the referee who was unwilling to say a word, Li Yunzai, who was yelling angrily one second, knelt down on one knee and burst into tears the next.

Li Yun was crying, and his sadness instantly spread to the entire South Korean team, and even the fans in the stands.

At the last moment of the game, the goalkeeper was sent off with a red card and the opponent had a penalty kick left.

Even if the ball was saved, South Korea, which had no substitutions, was still at a disadvantage after entering the penalty shootout.

The score on the field has not changed.

But it seems that all South Korean fans have anticipated the ending.

The girl who had been cheering for the team happily before was now crying, and even the Bagua flag on her chest had faded.

"Today's game is really..."

"It's a continuous ups and downs!"

Huang Jianxiang sighed with emotion.

After so many years in the industry, this was the first time he had seen such a match.

Goals, red cards, conflicts, misjudgments, and tears are intertwined.

No matter how dirty the South Korean players played before, how unfair the two referees' penalties were, and how many times the referee made peace.

The ten South Korean players on the field also sweated for 120 minutes.

Although the Chinese team's goal has not yet been scored.

But this seemingly doomed ending made everyone's hearts sink.

It was as if there was a huge mountain, weighing down everyone's breath.

There was a lot of mourning and crying in South Korea.

There was not much joy from the Chinese team either.

After a few retaliatory laughs, Jin and Chi suddenly discovered that the Chinese team was also facing a dilemma at this time.

That's who will take the penalty!

Zeng Zheng raised his head and looked at the stadium;

Several players on the court were also looking back.

"Xiao Zeng, let Yang Chen kick it. After all, he created this ball."

"Xiao Zeng, at this time, the captain should stand up and take charge of the overall situation."

"Xiao Zeng, tell me, who is going to kick?"

"Who among you wants to kick?"

Zeng Zheng's eyes slid over the faces of all the players who could take penalty kicks.

No matter it is Yang Chen, Zhang Yuheng, Su Maozhen, General Fan, Zhao Junzhe or Sun Jihai, even Zheng Zhi, Yang Pu, Wu Chengying, Li Weifeng and Ou Chuliang all have perseverance in their eyes.

I can be the hero of the Chinese team!
I, Yidan, am worthy of the title of "sinner"!

After scanning around, no one dodges his gaze.

Zeng Zheng grinned, "Isn't there anyone who recommends himself?"

Several capable team members looked at each other, and finally looked at Zeng Zheng, remaining silent.

"it is good."

"Then let's play in order."

"Whoever is supposed to kick is the one who kicks."

Zeng Zheng waved his hand and said no more.

Jin Zhiyang on the side wanted to say something more, but Chi Shangbin stopped him.

The head coach has already spoken.

These teaching assistants, please don't say anything.

"Oh oh!"

"It's General Fan!"

"In the end, the captain of the Chinese team, General Fan, will personally take the penalty."

"We can see that all the team members ran forward and gave General Fan high-fives one by one."

"As long as the ball is scored, the Chinese team will advance!"

"On the South Korean side, captain Hong Myungpo changed into the uniform of the substitute goalkeeper."

"It seems that he is guarding the goal instead of Li Yun."

"If Hong Myungpo can save this ball, then the goalkeeper position in the next penalty shootout will be led by the 33-year-old South Korean veteran."

"The competition between the two captains of China and South Korea."

"Who will win?"

"Let's look forward to the next performance of the two."

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded.

Hong Mingpu struck his fists together, bent down, and stared at the ball on the penalty spot with his eyes like an eagle.

General Fan squinted his eyes and bit the thumbnail of his right hand, seeming to be thinking about something.

He recalled that when Zeng Zheng had just taken over as the coach of the national team, he was still a fledgling young man.

Against all odds, he shouldered the pressure left by Qi Yousheng and brought back a 3-0 score from Saudi Arabia!

Although he won the top ten game, Zeng Zheng also had some criticisms.

I remember that in that game, the penalty kick that was supposed to be taken by me was given to someone else amidst Zeng Zheng’s loud shouts.

That was an order in full view of everyone!
Let him, the captain of the national team, lose face.

But for the sake of the overall situation, General Fan said nothing at that time and did not reveal any attitude.

No matter how the paparazzi and spies tried to seduce him, he never said anything bad about Zeng Zheng.

For what?
Isn’t it just to seize the last chance and advance to the World Cup finals?

As for the final result.

General Fan made the right bet.

He gave up his face and trusted Zeng Zheng in exchange for a trip to France.

That was his first time stepping onto the World Cup field.

Feel the passion of fans all over the world.

Only when he got there did he understand.

What is the World Cup and what is the world's top event.

I wonder which player is not proud of the World Cup?
Even Pele and Maradona became kings after leading their teams to win the World Cup?
In front of the World Cup, what does personal honor and disgrace count?
Memories flashed by one after another.

After Zeng Zheng took over, he was still the captain of the national team.

The original media provocation was like an inaudible smoke between two men of similar age and with the same goal.

General Fan always believed that Zeng Zheng had his reasons for not allowing him to take the penalty kick;

He also believed that the reason why Zeng Zheng allowed him to play today was because he was confident.

Can a head coach not know who the team's next penalty taker will be?

Since the burden of this ball falls on his shoulders.

So whether it's a dragon or an insect, let me, Lao Fan, clear the way for you!

Go on!

Chinese team!
Let’s march towards the top four! ! !

Bang! ! !
A blast.

The instep of General Fan's right foot hit the center of the ball hard.

The moment General Fan touched the ball, Hong Myungpo made a save.

Although he is not a professional goalkeeper.

But he still stretched his body and saved with all his strength.

hoo hoo hoo hoo! ! !
Looking at the ball getting closer and closer, Hong Mingpu kept urging himself in flight.

Faster, faster! ! !
Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !
The South Korean veteran stretched out his hand desperately, trying to intercept it.

However, in the face of General Fan's life-saving blow, he risked his career.

Although Hong Myungpo judged the right direction, he still failed to prevent the ball from entering the net.

"Beep!!!"

The familiar whistle sounded again.

The entire Gwangju Stadium emitted a mournful cry from South Korea.

"The ball went in!!!"

Huang Jianxiang, full of tears, looked up to the sky and screamed.

"Golden ball!"

"Golden ball!"

"The Chinese team eliminated the host South Korea with a golden goal from General Fan."

“Historically reaching the semi-finals of the World Cup!!!”

(End of this chapter)