World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 7 Don't Let Him Take a Penalty Kick
3 minutes
Zeng Zheng counted the time.

Time is too short!
The Saudi offensive is not over yet!

"Retreat further in the midfield, Zhang Xiaorui, Sui Dongliang, you two try to split the ball to the side!"

Zeng Zheng's "loud voice" was deafening, attracting the attention of Chen and Gu.

"Old Chen, look, Coach Xiao Zeng is like a different person when he comes to the field. He has been in command all the time, and he is quite serious." Gu Mingchang praised.

"Hmph, this is a team he created himself. If he doesn't take it seriously, who will take it seriously?"

Although Chen Xirong was not convinced, but seeing Zeng Zheng yelling for 3 minutes in a row, it was indeed not something that Qi Huasheng could do.

Saudi Arabia is playing at home, and the opening attack is almost inevitable.

To deal with the opponent's offense, you can't just defend blindly. Counterattack and using the ball to delay time are good choices.

But when it comes to fighting against Saudi Arabia, this national team really doesn't have the capital to fight against it.

Fortunately, Sui Dongliang and Zhang Xiaorui are good at handling the ball.

With these two people passing the ball to the side, and passing it back and forth several times, there is no need to worry about exhausting the opponent's fighting spirit and patience.

Sure enough, in the next 7 minutes, Saudi Arabia only played a threatening attack.

After several small-scale transmissions in the frontcourt, Jian really couldn't penetrate the Chinese team's penalty area.

In desperation, No. 8 Temari took a low shot at the top of the arc.

Ou Chuliang quickly analyzed the path of the ball and pressed down with both hands.

In the end, the ball stuck to the turf and missed the right post.

9 minutes
Zeng Zheng nodded.

This shot exposed Saudi Arabia's lack of patience, it's time to fight back!
"Li Jinyu, you can run more!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, move faster! Give me a little slip on your feet!"

"Li Bing, open the gap, if you have a chance, fuck him!!!"

In a blink of an eye, several players in the frontcourt received orders from Zeng Zheng.

Through Sui Dongliang's several transmissions and adjustments, the tight formation of the Chinese team at the beginning gradually eased.

However, Saudi Arabia on the other side was completely unaware.

After strengthening the midfield press, Zhang Xiaorui, who was ordered, ran full of power in the right front field.

Among the four little swans of Jianlibao, he has the best footwork skills, and has even been hailed as "China's Maradona" by the Western media.

Playing football in Brazil in the past few years, the style of the game has gradually developed, quite like Riquelme's style.

In this era when the classic midfielder has not yet withdrawn from the stage of history, Zhang Xiaorui's ball control and silhouette are wonderful moments that fans appreciate seriously.

But Zeng Zheng didn't care about that.

Now is not the time for you to control the ball and look for fighters, and you are not allowed to play like this in away games!

What you have to do is to find me the teammate who ran out of space as soon as I get the ball, and pass the ball to me.

Only in this way can the counterattack be taken by surprise.

In the 12th minute, Zhang Xiaorui, who was holding the ball from the right, faltered, and suddenly accelerated towards the baseline.

At this time, it doesn't matter what the coach says. Once the players start, they will naturally have their own ideas.

Sure enough, Zhang Xiaorui glanced at the middle road.

After attracting two defenders to come over to cover the defense, he immediately made a cross.

During this time, the defenders in the center of Saudi Arabia were annoyed by Li Jinyu, who had been running erratically.

Just as he stretched out his hand to catch Li Jinyu who was about to go up to the ball, there was a muffled sound suddenly.

boom! ! !
Li Bing, who leaped high in the front, smashed through the gate of Dai Ya Ya Ya with a head hammer.

This goal is too sudden!
Because it was the first goal of the Chinese team, many people at the scene hadn't reacted yet.

The fans didn't react until the ball rolled out of the net and Li Bing, waving his arms, ran to the sidelines.

"Wow~~~"

The King Fahd International Stadium suddenly roared with a tsunami.

The Chinese fans cheered, and the Saudi fans booed dissatisfiedly.

Li Bing ran all the way to the coach's bench, and embraced Zeng Zheng, who was on the sidelines with his arms outstretched.

"Coach Xiao Zeng, your voice is really loud!"

Li Bing's first sentence was to praise Zeng Zheng's loud voice.

It was Zeng Zheng's reminder just now, Li Bing purposely found a running position in the opposite direction to Li Jinyu's, and that's how he succeeded.

"Yes, Coach Xiao Zeng has not been idle for the past 10 minutes, and has been directing you from the sidelines."

Gu Mingchang with a happy face unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, "Coach Xiao Zeng is thirsty, come, drink some water to moisten your throat!"

The team opened the scoring for the first time, from the team leader to the players, everyone was shaking with laughter.

In the last game against Saudi Arabia, taking advantage of the home court and the rain, it took 70 minutes for Zhang Yanhua to score a goal.

Now he scored a goal with his first shot in the away game. Isn't this Zeng Zheng's proper command?
Not only the players, but all the fans who saw the goal also stretched their bodies immediately and cheered loudly.

"The ball is in!"

"It was No. 17 Li Bing who scored the goal."

Listening to the commentator's voice of "calm and calm" on the TV, Xiaorong jumped up from the sofa all at once.

"Goal, goal, Chinese team scored!!!"

Xiaorong shouted excitedly.

He didn't understand the twists and turns inside the bamboo shoes, and he didn't understand whether the age, tactics and starting arrangements of the new coach and the old coach were different.

All he knew was that in the match against Saudi Arabia, the Chinese team took the lead in scoring a goal!
"Hush, keep your voice down, other people's houses are still sleeping!"

Little Banyan's mother put her index finger to her mouth and whispered.

"Mom, did you see it? The Chinese team scored a goal!"

"I saw it, I saw it, we are ahead!"

Get ahead!
Li Bing's goal lifted the spirits of Chinese fans who were paying attention to the game all over the world.

Does being in the lead mean winning?

"Sui Dongliang, run for me. If you can't run, tell me as soon as possible. There are many people who can replace you!"

"Li Tie, get excited, make a siege when it's time to make a siege, don't just stand there stupidly!"

"Zhang Xiaorui, stop sticking to penalties? This is not the place for you to show off your footwork!"

"The overall formation shrinks further, and the attack success rate!"

Of course, Chen Gu and the others didn't know which of Zeng Zheng's words the team members heard and which ones they didn't.

They only saw that the players on the field really played well under Zeng Zheng's command.

Although many times the ball dangled back and forth in their own half, the team did not have the upper hand.

Especially in the several counterattacks instigated by Zhang Xiaorui, all the shooting players were on target.

Had it not been for Dia Yaya's outstanding performance, he might have been defeated by the Chinese team long ago.

In the 42nd minute of the game, Sui Dongliang, who had been instigating in the shadow of Zhang Xiaorui, broke out suddenly and entered the Saudi penalty area alone on the left.

Dai Yayeya moved too much when he attacked, and instantly shoveled Sui Dongliang into the penalty area.

"Beep!!!"

The whistle sounded and the referee pointed to a penalty.

penalty!

Seeing the penalty kick, the sound of cheering from the stands just now became an octave higher in an instant.

Gu Mingchang on the sidelines was also shaking his hands with excitement.

"Hey, if this goal is scored, we will lead 2-0!"

What Gu Mingchang said is really nonsense.

1+1 equals 2, who wouldn't count?

But most of the fans, just like Gu Mingchang, kept entangled in this 1+1 problem.

Seeing the referee awarded a penalty kick, Zeng Zheng, who shouted for a long time, finally caught up and unscrewed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

Before he had a drink, he suddenly thought of something and ran along the sideline towards the restricted area of ​​Saudi Arabia.

While running, shouting.

"Sun Jihai, tell General Fan that Zhang Xiaorui will play this ball!!!"

(End of this chapter)