World Cup of Great Powers

Chapter 89 Chinese team, enter one!
"Xiao Wu!"

"Third Prince!"

Ou Chuliang was the first to run to Wu Chengying's side, and knelt down on one knee to check his situation.

Wu Chengying grinned in pain.

The fall just now almost broke the spine.

"I, I'm fine, I'm fine."

With the help of his teammates, Wu Chengying slowly got up from the ground.

Seeing that Wu Chengying can still walk, the hearts of the fans finally returned to their stomachs.

"The third prince is really desperate!"

"The third prince fought hard when he was in Shenhua, but now it's the World Cup, can he not fight?"

"The third prince is doing well, the Chinese team, come on!"

Scoring two goals in a row is due to our lack of strength.

Insufficient strength, just go home and practice more, and come back after four years of practice!
But if the attitude is not correct, it will hurt the fans too much.

Wu Chengying's kick not only blocked South Africa's must-go goal, but also ignited the passion of the fans once again.

"Shhhhh!"

In the stands, the voice of the Chinese team cheering in unison once again sounded.

Once again, the cheers of the fans surrounded my ears, and an invisible momentum rose from all the national players.

"What happened to these guys?"

"Are they against us?"

"What kind of look is this?"

Soon, the South African players understood the meaning of this look.

In the 13th minute, No. 9 Ma Mingyu made a pass under the double-teaming of two people on the left. Although the ball was pushed out of the penalty area by the opponent's defender, the Chinese player who switched from offense to defense quickly launched an on-the-spot counterattack and kicked the ball out of bounds Then run back to the defense zone.

After 1 minute, South Africa launched a positional battle.

On the 17th, McCarthy quickly plugged in, and behind him diagonally was a through ball passed by his teammate.

As the last central defender, Xu Hong chased back desperately, and finally one step before the opponent touched the ball, fell to the ground and shoveled the ball to clear the ball.

Seeing the ball being kicked out of the bottom line, Zeng Zheng cleared his throat, took a sip of his saliva, and continued to direct on the spot with a thousand-mile sound transmission.

After adapting to the tense atmosphere after losing the ball, the Chinese team gradually turned to a comprehensive defensive counterattack.

Zeng Zheng kept shouting instructions on the sidelines, reminding the players which direction there is a player running at the far end.

Although the information was a bit delayed, the players on the field still seized several opportunities and kicked a few good kicks.

In the 23rd minute, the little-known Guoan player Yang Chen received a pass from Ma Mingyu at the front of the opponent's penalty area and grabbed the second spot.

In front of the opponent, he reluctantly turned around and then hastily raised his left foot to shoot directly at the instep.

The ball went over the bar and flew high into the air.

Seeing this, Zeng Zheng couldn't help making a push with the arch of his left foot.

"Fuck, it's good to twitch and push a far corner!"

Although the ball missed the goal frame, the fans at the scene were very respectful.

"This is the first shot of the Chinese team in today's game."

"It was Yang Chen who shot the goal."

"After the World Cup, he will move to the German club Eintracht Frankfurt."

Horton brought Yang Chen to the World Cup because of his imminent transfer to Frankfurt.

But here is a problem.

When he was in Guoan, Yang Chen couldn't play the ball at all, and was always squeezed out of playing time by two foreign players.

A large part of his transfer was facilitated by Schlappner.

So after Huang Jianxiang gave a brief introduction, he didn't go any further.

Yang Chen's ability to start the game today was really beyond the expectations of many fans.

But anyway.

Yang Chen is the starting striker chosen by Zeng Zheng.

Even though the ball flew out of the sky, he still got applause from many fans.

In the 26th minute, the Chinese team got a left corner kick.

Sun Jihai, who took the penalty, drove the ball to the goal, but was confiscated by the South African goalkeeper.

Zeng Zheng kept pressing down with both hands, expressing his thoughts that "the arc of the ball should be lowered".

After 3 minutes, the Chinese team launched an attack from the right.

Sun Zhihai and Li Bing made a connection, and the latter returned the ball to Sun Zhihai while attracting two South African defenders.

Sun Jihai, who received the return pass, quickly made a pass, and Shensi, who inserted on the other side of the penalty area, flew the ball.

Shensi's ball earned Zeng Zheng several applause.

In the stands, the fans also became more and more excited.

"Hey, did you notice? During this period of time, we have attacked more often."

"Yeah, I hit the opponent's penalty area several times to form a shot!"

"It should be kicked like this! Come on, come on!!!"

Amidst the constant cheers from the fans, the Chinese team still used the method of organizing a counter-grab immediately after losing the ball to hinder the opponent's attack.

In the 35th minute, the experienced Ma Mingyu quickly blocked the position with his body after successfully counter-robbing.

In the next second, he was directly knocked to the ground by the opponent's impact.

"Beep!"

The Chinese team got a good frontcourt set-piece.

"Go in, all in!"

Zeng Zheng called his players to fight for the top spot in the opponent's penalty area, and even sent Zhang Yanhua up.

After the teammates took their positions, Ma Mingyu hoisted the ball into the penalty area with one kick.

Shensi nodded the ball forward and pushed the ball towards the penalty spot.

Facing the ball coming from the air, the 1.8-meter-five Yang Chen leaped high, shook his head like a lion in the air, and headed the ball towards the gate guarded by Hans Funk.

The South African goalkeeper leaped hard and blocked the ball before the goal line with a single palm.

But after the ball hit the ground, it was still full of strength, rolling forward.

Hans Funk on the ground was powerless to stop him, he could only watch the ball jump over his body and bounce into the net.

"The ball is in!"

"Goal scored!!!"

The moment he saw the ball hit the net, Huang Jianxiang stood up with a bang and yelled into the microphone.

"This is the first goal of the Chinese team, and it was Yang Chen from Beijing Guoan."

"Eh? What's going on?"

"This"

"Offside?"

With an offside sound, all the fans in front of the radio almost smashed the semiconductors in their hands.

"The linesman has raised the flag."

"Yang Chen was offside just now."

"Goal invalid."

Not only Huang Jianxiang, but the fans also had uncontrollable disappointment on their faces.

Our first goal was just blown away?
This.
"Fuck! Black whistle!"

"The cliff is a black whistle!"

Jin Chi and the two yelled at each other.

"Is the lineman blind?"

"How could the ball be offside?"

Zeng Zheng was also very angry at the moment, wishing he could grab the fourth official by the neck and scold him severely.

But as the head coach, he must remind the players to arm at the first time.

"Don't be discouraged, there are two in one."

"Hurry up and go back to defend, and we'll hit him again when we're ready!"

"Look out for the people around you!"

Amid Zeng Zheng's yelling, the team members took a deep breath, gritted their teeth, and returned to their defense zone.

At this time, the passion of the fans was completely mobilized.

Although this goal is not counted, the excitement of the fans has reached the extreme.

"Chinese team!"

"Shhhhh!"

"Enter one!"

"Shhhhh!"

Fans originally liked to use banners such as "Shaoguan", "Dalian" and "Anshan" to show their regionalism.

When fans in one region shouted local slogans, fans in other regions chose to remain silent.

But now, all fans can't wait.

Eager to see the goal, the heart is about to jump out of the chest.

Zeng Zheng on the sidelines naturally knew the benefits of recovering a goal in the first half.

At this moment, the players are on the offensive.

If South Africa hadn't reacted to advance him one, he would have been completely passive in the second half!

(End of this chapter)