World Cup of Great Powers

"Ou Chuliang, born in 1968, is 30 years old this year. He debuted at Guangdong Sports School. At the beginning of this year, he transferred from Guangdong Hongyuan to Shanghai Shenhua." Huang Jianxiang introduced Ou Chuliang's resume in a sonorous and powerful manner.

"In the last Asian Games, Ou Chuliang was the main goalkeeper of the Chinese team."

"That Chinese team made history all the way to the Asian Games finals, and finally won the silver medal."

"In today's Asian Games semi-finals, Coach Zeng once again chose to use veteran Ou Chuliang."

"In the 1995 and 1996 seasons, Ou Chuliang won the "A-A Best Goalkeeper" award twice, and he also won the title of "Goalkeeper"."

"In June this year, Ou Chuliang also represented the Chinese team in the World Cup in France and attended the third round of the group stage and the quarter-finals as the main goalkeeper. He is Coach Zeng's old partner."

"Not only that, in the second round final of the FA Cup that just passed in October, Ou Chuliang miraculously saved the penalty kick of Liaoning team's foreign aid Haji, helping Shanghai Shenhua win the FA Cup championship!"

"This is also Ou Chuliang's first championship trophy in his career."

"Regardless of age or condition, now is Ou Chuliang's peak moment."

"Now, Ou Chuliang is standing in front of the goal line again."

"Facing the Iranian team's Bagheri and Madavikiya, can he defeat his inner demons?"

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Huang Jianxiang didn't say what Ou Chuliang's inner demon was.

But the fans who follow the Asian Games are very knowledgeable.

From the beginning, Ou Chuliang never thought about the Asian Games at all.

If Zeng Zheng hadn't called him at home, he might have been watching the game with his wife and children in his arms!

If Zhu Xie called him, Ou Chuliang might hesitate or even refuse.

But Zeng Zheng was different.

This man who fulfilled his dream of the World Cup has long made Ou Chuliang swear to "be there whenever you call" and "to go up to the sword and into the sea of ​​fire without any hesitation".

As soon as he received a call from Zeng Zheng, Ou Chuliang packed his luggage that night and took the train the next day to return to the team.

After seeing the roster for this Asian Games, Ou Chuliang also learned about this Asian Games.

Zeng Zheng asked him to come here just to show his superiors and to train for the Asian Games.

They come, the security.

Ou Chuliang was also happy to have some leisure time, so he decided to travel to Thailand.

Under the leadership of Zeng Zheng, the Chinese team became more and more courageous as they fought.

Although there were some minor flaws in the second half and the defense, the flaws were outweighed.

After winning all the way, they finally lost to their "old enemy" Iran in the last round of the second round of the group stage.

Seeing the team lose to Iran, Ou Chu felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

He had imagined countless times what the result would be like if he was the goalkeeper in that game.

But Zeng Zheng finally gave up the game for the sake of strategy, and Ou Chuliang didn't say anything.

Even the promise he made to himself after the game, Ou Chuliang thought it was a joke.

What no one expected was.

The host team Thailand made it through the competition and miraculously reached the semi-finals.

In order to advance to the finals, the organizers actually arranged for China and Iran to meet in the semi-finals in advance.

When he learned the news, Ou Chuliang was so excited that he felt at a loss what to do.

And when Zeng Zheng told him that he was really going to play in this game, Ou Chuliang almost couldn't control his excitement.

When Zeng Zheng left the room, he threw all the pillows, quilts and bath towels in the room on the floor.

One year has passed since the top ten games.

Ou Chuliang alone could not save Hongyuan, so he had no choice but to transfer in the end.

After winning the first championship trophy in his life, the joy brought by the championship once made Ou Chuliang forget those unhappy things.

But now, the sweat wiped off by the Iranians in front of him has awakened the sleeping memories in Ou Chuliang's heart again and again.

"...This is a shot from heaven!"

"...a world wave that no goalkeeper can stop!!!"

The commentator's voice kept echoing in Ou Chuliang's mind.

Like a gangrene attached to his bones, it tortured every memory he had.

It is undeniable that for Ou Chuliang, who is only 1.8 meters tall, that kick can be regarded as a world wave!

The goal, which is 7.32 meters long and 2.44 meters high, is simply too big at this moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the edge of the door frame.

The painful memories were like a needle, constantly stinging Ou Chuliang's brain.

Looking at the Iranian players who were constantly crowded with the team members in front of them, painful memories began to invade Ou Chuliang's brain.

After passing both players in the penalty area, Madavecchia stood in front of the ball.

"Can I really hold on this time?"

In the FA Cup final, my flexible legs started to feel heavy for some reason.

Ou Chuliang chewed his upper and lower teeth subconsciously.

The chewing gum given to him by Zeng Zheng has long since disappeared.

This time it was a perfectly placed free kick!

The Iranians have plenty of time to prepare.

In other words, it is more dangerous than the one in Jinzhou!

What will happen if the opponent kicks out that unsaveable world wave again?

With this young Chinese team that has long been unable to move its legs, can it really beat the powerful Iran in overtime?

Ou Chuliang's heart hit rock bottom.

He wanted to speak and remind him of the position of the wall.

But at the end of the opening, no sound was made.

At this moment, a familiar loud voice sounded in the ears of all the Chinese team members.

"Fuck! Li Tie, are you fucking blind?"

"Didn't you see such a big space?"

"Hurry up and make it up for me!"

Li Tie, who was scolded so badly, quickly turned his head away.

Only then did he realize that there was an extra thirty centimeters between the upper bodies of Zheng Zhi and himself.

Seeing that the gap in the human wall was filled, Ou Chuliang let out a sigh of relief.

Before he could finish breathing out completely, Zeng Zheng's shout sounded in his ears again.

"Zhang Yuheng is back!"

"You're still trying to fight back at this time?"

"Hurry up and stand on the wall!"

After receiving Zeng Zheng's instructions, Zhang Yuheng hurriedly ran to the human wall.

But Zeng Zheng did not instruct him whether to stand on the left or on the right.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hesitating in the middle of the wall of people, he directly opened the shoulders of Zheng Zhi and Li Tie and got in.

The two Liaozu defense generals turned their heads together and looked at Zhang Yuheng in surprise.

"What are you looking at? Why are there flowers on my face?"

Zhang Yuheng used anger to cover up his embarrassment.

"Heizi, I mean this position is very likely to be boring..."

Zheng Zhi said in a low voice.

Even though Zhang Yuheng has a good image, he has many female fans making secret glances at him.

But within Liaozu, his nickname is also "Heizi".

"What's wrong with being bored? Am I still afraid of being bored?" Zhang Yu said with a fierce tongue.

Seeing him say this, Li Tie and Zheng Zhi shrugged their shoulders, and then worked together to squeeze into the middle.

In an instant, Zhang Yuheng became unable to move.

Even if the ball hits his face, he can't avoid it.

Looking at the extra wall of people in front of him, Ou Chuliang gradually felt relieved.

This is not the Golden State.

The people standing in front of them were not General Fan and Zhang Huahua either.

It was not Qi Yousheng who was shouting anxiously on the sidelines.

This is a brand new Chinese team!

This is a Chinese team that bursts with vitality under Zeng Zheng's training!

It is such a Chinese team that won consecutive victories in the Asian Games and reached the semi-finals of the Asian Games.

Facing Iran, the strongest opponent in this competition, they still led by one goal after 90 minutes of fierce battle.

Such teammates, such coach.

It made Ou Chuliang feel inexplicably at ease.

"Coach Zeng, he's a magical coach!" Ou Chuliang's mood was tentative.

Zeng Zheng's arrangements are not over yet.

Under Zeng Zheng's shouting, the other forward Sun Zhi also completely gave up the counterattack.

He came behind the wall of people and waded on the ground next to everyone's heels.

"Did you lose your brain by playing soccer?"

As soon as Sun Zhi lay down, Zeng Zheng's scolding sounded in his ears.

"Turn your face away!"

"If I kick you in the face, how will I explain it to your parents?"

Hearing Zeng Zheng's curse, Sun Zhi quickly turned around and faced Ou Chuliang.

Before he could awkwardly greet Ou Chuliang with a smile, Zeng Zheng's subwoofer sounded again.

"Cover the back of your head!"

"It's not possible to have children and grandchildren, and it's even more impossible to turn into a vegetative state!"

After hearing Zeng Zheng's scolding, Sun Zhi put his hands on the back of his head in embarrassment.

In this way, he is not afraid of Iran's free kicks hitting him anywhere.

"Coach Zeng is so thoughtful! He looks more like a goalkeeper than me!"

Seeing this battle, Ou Chuliang shook his head and sighed.

I saw that the Chinese team was perfectly organized in front of the goal.

The Iranian players who were discussing how to play in front of the ball couldn't help but frown.

What are the Chinese players doing?

How could a Great Wall made of human flesh be built in just ten seconds?

Not only air defense, but also tunnel digging?

The two Iranian players did not expect to kick the ground ball.

But now, it's too late for them to think about it.

"Yao Li, let me guard the middle. Sun Zhi is not long enough. Don't turn your head away. Look straight ahead."

"Except for Yao Li, everyone else jumped up for me immediately!"

"My head is open, I will pay for your treatment!"

"Brother Ou, pay special attention to the near post. The two guys on the opposite side may kick into a blind corner."

"The last thing is that the opponent may not shoot directly!"

"You all, keep an eye on me."

"If you ask anyone to catch the ball in the penalty area, I will fire you when I get back!!!"

Zeng Zheng's curses were vulgar and vulgar, but to Ou Chuliang's ears, they were like a breath of fresh air and he didn't feel disgusted at all.

Maybe this is the "regional talent" of Northeastern people!

Ou Chuliang struck each other with fists and palms.

At this moment, he found that his lead-filled legs seemed to have regained their vitality.

bring it on!

motor!

Let our grudges be understood at this moment!

Whoosh!!!

In the blink of an eye, Madavecchia ran to the ball and made an arc.

Just as Zeng Zheng expected.

He didn't try to kick the ball over the jumping wall.

Instead, he kicked the ball toward Yao Li, the only player on the team who was wary of ground balls.

Yao Li didn't jump, the ball flew past his scalp and went straight to the blind spot of the goal's near post.

"I saw!"

Ou Chuliang's eyes lit up.

This time, he clearly saw the motor's ball path.

The shooting star turned into a shadow in the air.

Cameras of this era could not capture the movement of the ball at all.

The camera can't do it, but Ou Chuliang can!

He took a step sideways and jumped up with all his might.

In the blink of an eye, the ball without any rotation appeared right above his head.

"Enough, enough..."

“It must be reached!!!”

Ou Chuliang shouted in his heart.

At this moment, Ou Chuliang once again resented his altitude.

If it were just one centimeter, one centimeter higher, countless saves could have changed the outcome.

Seeing the ball flying toward the far end of his fingertips, Ou Chuliang felt extremely discouraged.

At this moment, a burst of cheering suddenly sounded from the stands.

"China team, come on, China team, come on!!!"

After hearing the sound of cheering, a brand new power burst out from Ou Chuliang's body.

The whole body becomes lighter.

"Pfft~~~"

A soft sound.

At the last moment, Ou Chuliang's index finger on his right hand just hit the ball directly below.

boom!!!

There was a muffled sound in front of the Chinese team's gate.

Everyone saw that Ou Chuliang's head hit the pillar when he landed without any preparation.

And the ball he pushed towards the crossbar also soared into the sky.

"Fuck! The first point! The first point!!!"

Without waiting for Zeng Zheng's order, the three players immediately ran in front of Ou Chuliang and surrounded the ball's landing spot.

Zheng Zhi rubbed the back of his head hard and pushed the ball out of the penalty area.

"Ou Chuliang jumped!!!"

"Ou Chuliang saved Madavecchia's shot!!!" At this moment, Huang Jianxiang's excited roar sounded through the microphone again.

"Ou Chuliang! It's Ou Chuliang again!!!"

Huang Jianxiang's cheers were heard not only in front of the television and radio.

“OU of the Chinese team!”

“OU saved Iran’s last shot!”

The commentator at the scene also shouted Ou Chuliang's name over and over again in his broken Chinese.

Madavecchia stood there with his hands on his waist and looked helplessly in front of the Chinese team's goal.

From this moment on.

The nightmare caused by the fighting with the opponent quietly transferred to the Iranian team members.