World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 61 Born with a Big Heart

"Damn, why is this guy so fast?"

Sun Zhi's speed exceeded everyone's expectations.

The Argentine knew that Jianlibao had three fast forwards, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

In desperation, Pizzari, who made a mistake in judgment, had to fly forward by himself.

Facing the opponent's attacking goalkeeper, Sun Zhi raised his right foot, and then sped up to the front right.

He dribbled the ball to avoid Pizzari who fell in front of him.

"It's over!!!" Zhu Guanghu shouted in a low voice.

Just when Zeng Zheng and others were about to cheer, Gary Buel's studs had already appeared on Sun Zhi's feet.

Puff~~~
After the black sneakers moved more than ten centimeters across the turf, Sun Zhi's supporting feet were scooped up from the side, and his whole body was thrown into the air at an angle.

"Beep!!"

Faced with this vicious tackle, the French referee was unambiguous and directly pointed to the penalty spot.

Then without waiting for Gary Buel to explain, a red card was drawn in front of him.

The Argentine spat bitterly and walked off the field angrily.

Still looking aggrieved.

angry?

What right do you have to be angry?
Shovel people if they are not as skilled as others?

If you are knocked down by Dazhi outside the restricted area, I will praise you as a man;

But they have all rushed into the penalty area, passed the goalkeeper, and you are still tackling the ball behind you, this is purely for people!

Just as Zeng Zheng was staring fiercely at Gary Buell, the system's alarm sounded suddenly.

Opening Sun Zhi's status bar and looking at it, Zeng Zheng lost two and a half souls in an instant.

Picking up the medicine box on the sidelines, Zeng Zheng let go of the girl and ran onto the court.

Why are other irrelevant personnel not allowed to play without the referee's permission?
How can I care about you right now?
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!!!"

Seeing that Zeng Zheng was carrying a medicine box in his hand, the referee did not stop him.

He rushed to Sun Zhi's side in two or three steps. Zeng Zheng first straightened Sun Zhi's left leg, and then took out a pair of scissors.

After Zeng Zheng cut open Sun Zhi's socks and the bandage underneath, exposing the ankle joint that had swollen into a goose egg underneath, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp.

"Stay away, spread out!"

Zeng Zheng roared.

Zhang Xiaorui hurriedly waved the crowd away.

Anyone who has played football knows that when so many people gather together, it is inevitable that the air will not circulate.

And the injured players need fresh air right now.

"Dazhi, hold on!"

Zeng Zheng pressed down the condensate with his trembling thumb, and sprayed it fiercely at Sun Zhi's ankle.

This is no longer an ankle sprain.

But it has reached the level of bone fracture!
He NND.

Zeng Zheng was furious.

Who would have thought that the Toulon Cup was played until the last minute, and one's own team members suffered fractures?

Boarding, bandaging, and the whole set of actions are done in one go.

After fixing Sun Zhi's left leg, Zeng Zheng called several substitute players to carry Sun Zhi onto a stretcher.

"Boss Zeng, I'm fine, I just twisted it."

Sun Zhi on the stretcher was still stubborn, "Penalty kick."

"Tap your M ball! Don't move around, do you hear me?" Zeng Zheng yelled angrily.

"No, Boss Zeng, I didn't want to kick a penalty."

"Then what are you calling?"

"I want Heizi to kick." Seeing that the game was about to end, Sun Zhi hurriedly expressed his thoughts.

"What?"

"Boss Zeng, you see that Dayu has been replaced by you, and only Heizi on our field has the same number of goals as No. 8 on the opposite side."

"If Heizi scored this goal, wouldn't the Golden Boot, the best player, etc. all belong to Heizi?"

"4 balls against 3 balls, you don't need to worry about the judges, do you?"

"Fuck, you kid is still thinking about this right now? Is it useful?" Zeng Zheng cursed angrily, but tears rolled in his eyes.

Sun Zhi has already looked like this, and he is still thinking about the players and the team.

Zeng Zheng couldn't help thinking of when he visited Sun Zhi's home, Sun Zhi's parents said "We can trust Coach Zeng" and "I will leave the ambition to you".
Sun Zhi, Sun Zhi, you must be careful!
Swallowing hard, Zeng Zheng turned his head and shouted at Zhang Xiaorui: "Don't f*ck, let Zhang Xiaorui kick this ball!"

After receiving Zeng Zheng's order, the other Jianlibao team members stopped talking.

Hao Wei put the ball into Zhang Xiaorui's hand, and the latter put the ball on the penalty spot himself.

Zhang Xiaorui took a deep breath and looked at the goalkeeper adjusting his gloves in front of him.

From these small movements and the eyes of the other party, it can be seen that the other party is more nervous than himself at this time.

Taking a few deep breaths, Zhang Xiaorui forced himself to clear his mind of distracting thoughts.

Just now Zeng Zheng suddenly turned around and called for him to kick.

Did Sun Zhi ask for this?

He understood Sun Zhi's character.

As the only "three-good student" in the team, Sun Zhi not only has a better brain than his peers, but also makes people give thumbs up to him in dealing with others.

As for why he had to kick himself, Zhang Xiaorui could also guess.

As long as he scores this goal by himself, Riquelme will be overwhelmed in terms of statistics, and he will be the first in the Toulon Cup.

But this ball, can he really score it?

Where is the goalkeeper on the opposite side going?
There is not much time left for Zhang Xiaorui to think.

As soon as Sun Zhi was carried to the sidelines, the referee blew his whistle.

At this moment, even Zhu Guanghu held his breath, for fear of affecting the free throw players on the field.

"Zhang Xiaorui, at the critical moment, you must not lose the chain!"

"This penalty was bought by Dazhi with his left foot!"

Taking another deep breath, Zhang Xiaorui tentatively settled his thoughts and started to run.

In the blink of an eye, he had already run to the ball.

On the arc of the restricted area, the first one to break into the restricted area was Riquelme of Argentina.

Why doesn't he know what this ball means to Zhang Xiaorui and himself?
So at this moment, he is the one who least expects the ball to be scored.

Must not enter, must not enter!
Riquelme roared in his heart.

The moment he rushed into the penalty area, he seemed to see the picture of Pizzari saving the penalty.

Pissari's body has indeed been thrown out.

The moment Zhang Xiaorui touched the ball, he made a judgment in advance and quickly rushed to his left side.

He is gambling.

Betting on a talented player like Zhang Xiaorui, he will definitely not play in his most comfortable forward direction!

But Bissari was only half right.

Zhang Xiaorui did not kick a forward, but he also did not kick a reverse.

Instead, it was straight and straight, pushed to the center.

Not to mention the camera.

Even the eyes of the fans on the sidelines can catch the route of the ball flying into the air.

Watch it take a slow parabola through the air, crashing into the net over Pizzari's feet.

"Beep!"

The whistle blew and the goal counted.

At this moment, a Japanese word appeared in the minds of all the fans at the scene: Nani? ? ?

"spoon?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaorui's final choice of shooting method, Zeng Zheng rushed forward and cursed, regardless of his image.

"Fuck Zhang Xiaorui from your MB, he's actually doing all the fucking work!"

"Do you dare to play with a spoon at this time?"

"If you don't get in, I'll fuck you up!"

At this time, Sun Zhi on the ground was weeping, and begged Zeng Zheng's back: "Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooany

"Did the ball go in?"

"Don't block me! I can't see!"

　The data of peers in the same period has blown me away. The collection is basically more than twice as much as mine, and it will be listed on the new book list soon. Beg for tickets and investment with a thick face
　　
　
(End of this chapter)