I Just Can Score

"Zhen Shaolong scored the third goal in the half! In front of him, Lebanon's defense seemed to be useless! Several players could not stop him!"

"Zhen Shaolong! Zhen Shaolong!"

"This is the top shooter, the top forward, the top star in the world..."

"Zhen Shaolong!"

"The Chinese team with Zhen Shaolong has become completely different. Whether it is fighting spirit, performance, or efficiency, there is really very little that Lebanon can do against Zhen Shaolong..."

Lebanon really didn't want to do anything. They had no fighting spirit to begin with and regarded the game as a training exercise. It was also good to compete with the first star, especially the defenders. They can also say when they go out in the future, "I defended Zhen Shaolong!" "

Some can even say, “I even succeeded!”

certainly.

This is what happens next.

After Zhen Shaolong scored the third goal, it was almost half time.

Everyone in the Chinese team felt relaxed. The three-goal lead allowed them to secure victory. The players entered the locker room talking and laughing. Most of what they talked about was not the game, but the atmosphere of support for Zhen Shaolong.

"This is not Lebanon's home court, nor is it the Chinese team's home court, but Zhen Shaolong's home court!"

"I see those fans support Shaolong!"

"This influence is so powerful!"

"When can I do this? Let alone catch up with Brother Zhen, even if it is only one tenth, I will be satisfied."

"Just dream, there is no hope in your life!"

"Hahaha……"

Zhen Shaolong acted very indifferently, as if he didn't care about the goal. In fact, to him, the most meaningful goal was the second goal, which was achieved through personal performance. The other two goals, He didn't even know how he did it. He just followed the feeling after using the skill and successfully sent the ball into the goal.

What he was thinking about was the mission.

"Three goals scored now,

To complete eight goals, at least four must be scored in this game, preferably five goals, and the next game will be easy. "

Zhen Shaolong could only say sorry to Lebanon.

Although the opponent's players and fans are very good, when it comes to tasks, he must do his best.

After Duisevic returned to the locker room, he talked about the problems in the first half. His performance was serious and he had no intention of taking a big lead.

Duisevic was still a little dissatisfied with the performance of others.

Zhen Shaolong attracted enough defensive attention. He personally scored three goals, but the actual number of goals he scored was not many. Most of the time he was attracting defense. In the 4231 formation, many of the functions of the center are to attract defense and provide defense. The three forwards create space.

The three forwards are called the forwards. In the downwind game, the three forwards are the ones running ahead.

The effect of the formation did not show up. The three-goal lead against Lebanon was all due to Zhen Shaolong's personal performance, and the overall performance could be ignored.

What's the point of formulating tactics like this?

Duisevic continued to talk about running and coordination issues in the frontcourt. Several players were criticized by name. They could only bow their heads and accept the criticism. They could not even refute a word. If it were in the past, it would still happen. The thorny players don't care, but the situation of the Chinese team is different now. After Zhen Shaolong, the other frontcourts are 'incidental', almost just to join in. Because the strength gap is too big, it doesn't matter whether their club performs well or not. So to speak, naturally his status in the team is not high, and if he has a conflict with the head coach, the only result is to be kicked out of the team.

No one wants to leave the national team!

Although the Chinese team has not been favored for a long time, and some fans have turned into "black fans" and support Zhen Shaolong, but if you can't even enter such a national team, how can it be recognized by the outside world?

the other side.

The atmosphere in Lebanon was not as solemn as expected. They were indeed behind by three goals, but Belutu was the only one who was depressed. None of their defenders felt that there was any shame in being unable to defend Zhen Shaolong.

It’s normal!

Not to mention the Lebanese national team, even the top European clubs cannot guard against Zhen Shaolong.

If the judgment is based on conceding goals, their performance is already passable.

It doesn't matter whether the game is won or lost.

Anyway, it is impossible for them to qualify in the group. Even their own fans support the other side, so it is natural for the other side to win. If you have any thoughts...

"I must exchange jerseys with Zhen Shaolong!"

"Leave this opportunity to me..."

"I come!"

Saadi said dissatisfied, "What are you grabbing for? Zhen will definitely exchange jerseys with me. I had a good chat with him in the first half, and he even taught me how to defend!"

"Guiding you? Defense?" His teammates didn't understand.

"You don't know this, right?" Saadi said arrogantly, "Before Zhen gets the ball, she will tell me which direction to break through and guide me on how to guard against him."

"Did you succeed?"

"No……"

As he spoke, Saadi suddenly realized that there was nothing to brag about, so he changed the subject and said, "No matter what, Zhen will definitely exchange jerseys with me, and you won't even have a chance!"

The topics discussed by the players are definitely not what the head coach Rustu wants to hear. He hopes that his teammates will be more active. Even if they are sure to lose the game, the discussion should be about how to defend and how to perform better.

"Alas~~"

Rustu could only sigh. As a head coach who doesn't get a few dollars in salary, what qualifications does he have to criticize the players?

He also had no fighting spirit.

even……

Rustu still had a small idea in his mind, hoping to find someone to help him get Zhen Shaolong's autograph. This was influenced by the fact that he was a football coach. His son also liked football and was a fan of Zhen Shaolong.

If you can get Zhen Shaolong's autograph and give it to your son as a birthday gift, your son will definitely be very happy, right?

"Otherwise, we'll find Duisevic..."

"right!"

"He will definitely help, and he won't tell anyone else." Rustu thought to himself.

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Lebanon's attitude towards the game has already determined the fate of the second half.

The Chinese team has no intention of letting go.

The rest of the Chinese team's frontcourt was criticized by Duisevic. Naturally, they hope to perform well in the second half. It is best to strive for a goal. As long as they can score a goal, the player who scored the goal will be out of the "poor performance" range.

Zhen Shaolong also hopes to score more goals to relieve the pressure in the next game.

So goals appeared one after another.

In the 53rd minute, the Chinese team's offensive hit the right corner. His teammates passed the ball into the penalty area. Zhen Shaolong rushed to the goal to fight for the top. As a result, he was flanked by two opponents and hit the ball with his thigh in front of him.

"Must Kill" is triggered!

The football suddenly changed direction and rushed into the goal!

With the cheers of the fans in the audience, only five minutes later, the Chinese team's offensive once again entered the penalty area. Qu Bo, who came on as a substitute, fired an angry shot from the left side of the penalty area, helping the Chinese team score the fifth goal.

After this goal, Duisevic considered letting Zhen Shaolong off the field. Zhen Shaolong ran over to his hand. He also specifically asked Zhen Shaolong for his opinion.

"Wait until I get another one in!"

Zhen Shaolong said with certainty.

Duisevic felt helpless, with a wry smile on his face. The match against Lebanon seemed to be a place for Zhen Shaolong to score goals. Perhaps every game against an Asian team would be a place to score goals.

Duisevic still clearly remembers the match against the South Korean team in June.

It was an international A-level friendly match.

Zhen Shaolong personally scored seven goals, completely treating the game as a personal show, which impressed both Chinese and Korean fans. However, the memories are different. Chinese fans all have good memories, but Korean fans have very miserable memories.

Now four more balls!

Zhen Shaolong has already scored 11 goals in just two games.

Looking towards the stadium again...

Qu Bo is a star of the Chinese national team. He has been playing for the national team since the 2002 World Cup, but he has only scored fifteen goals in international competitions until now.

With only fifteen goals, he is already in the top ten of the players with the most goals for the Chinese team. He has always been a very hard-working player, but it is obvious that his efforts are not as good as his strength. Zhen Shaolong only participated in two games. In each game, the number of goals scored was almost catching up with Qu Bo's.

Zhen Shaolong was not in the mood to compare with others. He still devoted himself hard to the game. After the temporary skills were refreshed, he immediately showed his performance.

This time he was still facing Saadi, and he still just moved away from him because he felt that he should be 'merciful'. He was not going to score a very dazzling goal. He just moved away from Saadi and shot from the outside of the penalty area.

The football flies in and into the goal.

The whole audience cheered!

After Zhen Shaolong scored five goals, Duisevic quickly replaced him. It would be too unfriendly to Lebanon to continue.

The game did not end there. Near stoppage time, Qu Bo broke into the penalty area and was brought down by the opponent's defender Kehani. The referee awarded the Chinese team a penalty kick.

Zheng Zhi took the penalty kick and hit the left corner.

This was also the last goal of the game. In the end, the Chinese team defeated Lebanon with seven goals and won the third game of the Asian Cup group stage.

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After the game.

Zhen Shaolong was surrounded by enthusiastic teammates and enthusiastic opponents.

The latter is embarrassing.

A large group of Lebanese players came over to exchange jerseys. I didn't know they thought they were causing trouble. The stadium security rushed over quickly, and the referee team also came over. It turned out that the Lebanese players came to exchange jerseys.

"It's just an exchange of jerseys, why are so many people rushing over?" The referee team felt a little depressed.

"I want to exchange jerseys with Zhen!"

"I want, too!"

"And I……"

Zhen Shaolong didn't know how to make a decision. He was inclined to exchange the jersey with Saadi because the two talked a lot during the game. He also used the system's temporary ability to continuously pass Saadi's defense.

But, no!

When surrounded by a group of people, it is impossible to make decisions easily. Others must help make decisions to help attract firepower.

Zhen Shaolong could only look at Saadi apologetically.

In the end, Lebanese head coach Rustu came over and scolded a group of people away angrily, making the stadium quieter. No one successfully exchanged jerseys.

Zhen Shaolong took a long breath.

Originally, the matter was over like this, but after returning to the locker room, Duisevic came over specifically and said, "Zhen, do you mind giving me your jersey?"

"ah?"

Zhen Shaolong was a little confused. He couldn't understand that Duisevic would ask for the jersey, because it was too easy for the head coach to get autographs and jerseys. There was no need to come here to explain it.

Duisevic pulled Zhen Shaolong and whispered, "He is the opponent's head coach, and I can't refuse. By the way, don't tell anyone else. Also, sign your name!"

"All right……"

Zhen Shaolong reluctantly signed his name and handed the jersey to Duisevic. He found that the Lebanese fans, players and even coaches were a little too friendly, even a little unacceptable.

He could only spread his hands and say to the others, "See? Being too famous is also very troublesome!"