World Cup of Great Powers

"The ball went in?"

"Goal scored?"

"Damn it!"

Merella was so angry that she cursed.

As soon as he adjusted his formation, the Chinese Youth Team scored.

Just a little bit closer!

Merella slapped her thigh in annoyance.

He hated himself and why he didn't see Zeng Zheng's trick earlier.

This time is good.

The cooked duck was brought to your mouth and flew away!

Mireo let go of his hand.

The ball has already entered the net, and he has no reason to hug the opponent who scored the goal.

But even though he lost his restraints, Shao Jiayi did not get up immediately and ran to the sidelines to celebrate.

Isn't the crucial tie at the end of the game enough to excite the 20-year-old?

The camera zooms in.

When his teammates ran to Shao Jiayi to celebrate together, they found Shao Jiayi sitting slumped on the Brazilian team's goal line with bared teeth and a grin.

Seeing Shao Jiayi's appearance, Mireo quickly backed away and raised his hands to show that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Plus one, what's wrong?"

"Is everything okay?"

"Where did you knock it?"

Shao Jiayi covered his crotch and kept rubbing his inner thighs.

"It's not that I knocked somewhere, but...Oh! This goal was scored."

Shao Jiayi's face was full of helplessness.

It was originally a great event worth being happy about.

But because of the impact on his sensitive parts, he felt no joy at all.

At this time, Shao Jiayi's face was full of embarrassment. He held the ball rolling back from the net with one hand and kept rubbing it clockwise with the other hand.

This scene seemed extremely weird in the eyes of several teammates who gathered around him.

"What happened to Shao Jiayi?"

"Is he injured?"

The team doctor hurried onto the field.

Zeng Zheng did not speak to stop him, nor did he show any anxious expression on his face.

What else can I say?

After the game is over, buy him two big kidneys to make up for it!

At this time, the fans also watched the replay to see clearly what happened just now.

Just now, Shao Jiayi rushed out from between the two central defenders of the Brazilian team and used his body to block the ball into the goal.

However, because the negotiated cross was neither high nor low, when Shao Jiayi rushed to the ball, it was his younger brother Shao Jiaer who greeted the ball.

Facing the incoming ball, Jia Er showed inhuman courage, just faced it and headed the ball directly into the net.

However, in the eyes of the fans, this scene is not so much that the ball was headed in by Jia Er, but rather that the negotiated cross ball just hit Jia Er's head.

After understanding the reason why Shao Jiayi is still sitting on the ground, the fans couldn't laugh or cry.

"Oh~ This kid Gui An really worked hard! He actually spent the rest of his life fighting for this goal."

"It's a good thing that a young man is energetic and dares to fight hard. But you have to be careful. Don't ruin your life because of this one goal!"

"Okay, just work hard for this young man. No matter how he plays in the future, I will support him!"

Shao Jiayi didn't know that this extra goal had gained him at least tens of thousands of fans.

Seeing Shao Jiayi on the ground massaging himself, the two team doctors were also dumbfounded.

"Lao Zhang, why don't you go up and rub him?"

"Forget it, Lao Li, just spray him with the spray you use!"

"How do you squirt? Squirt through your shorts?"

"Uh... it's really useless to spray through clothes. Why don't you give it to him and let him spray into his crotch by himself?"

"Fuck, I was just joking, do you really take it seriously? Can this thing be sprayed there? Who will be responsible if it breaks?"

In this way, the two team doctors stood awkwardly in front of Shao Jiayi and greeted him for a long time, but neither of them got started.

Finally, with the help of his teammates, Shao Jiayi finally stood up.

He raised his arms and clapped his hands hard above his head.

"Wow~~~"

A series of applause quickly came from the stands in response.

"Old Chen, were you all surrounding me just now?" Shao Jia said in a low voice.

"Surrounded, everyone stands in the circle according to your instructions."

"Uh...that's good, that's good."

Before Shao Jia could take a breath, Zheng Zhi said something inappropriately.

"It's useless just to encircle a circle. Look, aren't there several robotic arms that high on the sidelines?"

Following Zheng Zhi's hand, Shao Jiayi saw at a glance the camera lens on the top of the robotic arm, which was pointed at him at the moment.

grass!

Such a crude and broken stadium, with so many mechanical arms erected?

Shao Jiayi cursed secretly in his heart, and his face turned from green to red.

"Doesn't that mean that Laila also saw it?"

Zheng Zhi continued to say, "Of course, it's not just Miss Laila and the others, fans all over the world have seen it!"

grass!

Shao Jiayi cursed secretly again.

Even though he is not famous yet, he might be the first person to rub his crotch in front of fans all over the world!

...

Shao Jiayi scored the goal too suddenly, catching his opponent off guard.

There was a lot of excitement on Merella's side.

The tie before the end disrupted all his plans.

He now has to prepare for overtime and a possible penalty shootout.

Of course, for Zeng Zhenghe and his team, all this is just the best reward for his layout in these dozens of minutes and the hard work of his players.

"Xiao Zeng, Jia Yi is so brave!"

"I really didn't expect that this kid would dare to use that place to hit the goal."

"If we win this game, he will be the number one hero!"

Zhu Guanghu rambled in Zeng Zheng's ear.

Obviously, he was also affected by this perfect draw before the end.

Zeng Zheng ignored Zhu Guanghu's nagging and continued to stand on the sidelines, loudly instructing the players.

Out of the corner of his eye, the fourth official had already gone to the equipment area to get the electronic sign.

It seems that after discussion among the referees, the stoppage time for the second half has been decided.

"It's a bit late!"

Zeng Zheng slapped and slapped his mouth.

There is no perfect plan in this world, and there is no perfect execution result.

According to Zeng Zheng's best idea, he started a full counterattack from 77 to 83 minutes and then scored a sneak goal.

In the remaining 10 minutes or so, even if they are playing against the Brazilian team, they have to use the momentum of scoring to gain another victory.

But now it seems that Shao Jiayi's goal came too late.

There wasn't enough time left for the lead to take the lead.

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If you want more, you are greedy.

But looking at the Brazilian players who were getting restless on the court, Zeng Zheng really didn't want to waste such a good opportunity.

If the opponent is not defeated within the regular time.

When you return to the sidelines after the game, the coach on the opposite side can resolve these anxieties with a few simple words.

In 30 minutes of overtime, we faced these wolf-like Brazilian players again.

Zeng Zheng really didn't believe that his team could beat the opponent by one before conceding the ball.

...

Being tied by their opponents at the last moment, the Brazilian players were inevitably a little angry.

Almost every one of these players has a kind of innate pride, after all, they come from four-star Brazil.

Merela wanted to appease them, but it was actually very simple.

Just one sentence is all it takes.

"Kids, have a good time!"

"Don't forget that the scouts from the European giants are looking at you in the stands!"

Yes, for Brazilian players, it is their lifelong dream to play in the five major European leagues.

Brazil is the dream kingdom of football, but you can't live enough just by dreaming.

Playing in European football is their ultimate goal.

Just like Ronaldo.

There is no need to go to the four major leagues at the beginning.

In a league like the Eredivisie, gold can still shine!

Merreira is clearly a master lobbyist.

He was forced to play 30 minutes of overtime after being tied by the Chinese Youth Team, and he described it as a gift from God to the players.

Just like some of the big opening rewards in China.

"The last thirty minutes are here, the last thirty minutes!"

"If you haven't shown anything yet, show yourself quickly!"

"After passing this village, there is no such shop!"

Under such encouragement, the Brazilian players, who had been frustrated for a long time, mustered up their fighting spirit again and rushed across the half court with shouts to give the Chinese youth players a good look.

Soon, the players from both sides collided again.

Only this time the location was changed to midfield.

In this anxious zone, the two sides fight for each other and refuse to give an inch.

After several consecutive rounds of fighting, the middle and youth players were still defeated.

Even if Ronaldinho is not in the opponent's lineup, he is not the only one who can make cow tail.

Flower arranging, changing direction left and right, riding a bicycle, Marseille slalom...

These famous and unnamed extraordinary moves are at the feet of the Brazilian players.

Relying on the outstanding personal abilities of its players, the Brazilian team quickly broke through the midfield.

"This kid Zeng Zheng seems to be very ambitious!"

In the stands, Chamberlain shook his head and seemed not to be optimistic about Zeng Zheng's approach.

Under the question from the woman in sunglasses, Chamber explained.

"Logically speaking, we are lucky enough to score a goal right now. It can be regarded as a blessing from God."

"The most important thing to do at this moment is to play steadily and calm down the players for the upcoming overtime."

"Of course, with the current overtime rules, it is best to hold on for 30 minutes and push the game into a penalty shootout."

"When it comes to the penalty shootout, no matter how big the advantage of the Brazilian team is, it will have no effect, so we can give it a try!"

"But looking at the current situation on the court, Zeng Zheng obviously does not intend to give up the offense and has the courage to play against the Brazilian team."

"If only in these few minutes..."

Speaking of this, Chamberlain glanced at the sidelines.

At this time, the fourth official happened to hold up a sign with a green "4" on it.

"What about 4 minutes of added time?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, if we concede another goal in these 4 minutes, all our previous efforts will be wasted."

"It's such a pity that a good goal that lasted most of the game was wasted in these 4 minutes!"

After listening to Uncle Qian's ramblings, the woman in sunglasses held her chin with one hand, but the expression on her face was not as worried as her official counterpart.

"Uncle Qian, it's a pity that I don't know."

"But what I know is that Coach Zeng's team equalized the score at the last moment and regained the hope of winning."

"I still say the same thing, I believe he can win!"

When Uncle Qian heard this, he was speechless.

No matter how good his theoretical analysis is, he cannot refute it in the face of facts.

Although he was wearing sunglasses, Chamberlain could still clearly see the light emanating from his young lady's eyes.

...

The game has reached this point.

The Chinese youth team members also became angry.

Big feet are two arms and two legs, so why should I be inferior to you?

The Brazilian team here had just succeeded with their personal strength, and the "physical contact" of the Chinese youth team over there was right in front of them.

The next second, the referee's whistle sounded.

"Beep!!!"

The Chinese Youth Team received the 9th yellow card of the game!

In addition to Zheng Zhi, Liu Yujian and Wang Xiao also bid farewell to this World Youth Championship in advance.

"Whoosh!"

Facing a direct free kick from the Brazilian team, Liu Yunfei jumped up high, picked off the ball with both hands, and held it in his arms.

Then he followed Ou Chuliang's example and rolled around on the ground before raising his head and looking ahead.

At the same time, Zeng Zheng's shout rang in Liu Yunfei's ears.

"Left front!"

Liu Yunfei did not hesitate and stood up holding the ball.

After running two steps forward, he swung his body sideways, and the ball turned into a missile with a "swish" and flew towards the left front court.

Shao Jiayi gritted his teeth, turned his head to observe, and rushed forward.

Run to the spot where the ball will land in advance, lock your body, jump high, and stop the ball with your chest.

As soon as the ball hit the ground, the Brazilian team's defenders also came up from behind.

Shao Jiayi didn't stop at all. He also swung his right foot and kicked the ball into the air, flying diagonally to the other side of the court.

"Damn it! Another cross move!"

Merella was furious.

He yelled at the retreating team members to rush out in time and force the discussion that was passing by in front of them out of bounds.

"Stop him, stop him!"

At this time, Edu has become an assist, and the one being monitored is Bakari, the Brazilian midfielder who was replaced in the second half.

After getting the ball, he rushed forward a few steps, and with a flash of his feet, he changed direction and accelerated, instantly surpassing the opponent by one body position.

Flower work and health are not the strengths of the negotiation.

Only by using dribbling and speed when the opponent's positioning is unstable can we find a way out.

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Didn't expect it to be so fast!

Bakari obviously underestimated the speed at which the discussion would break out, and by accident, he was swept over by the discussion.

Edu on the inside saw this and quickly blocked his position, fearing that he would continue to cut in and cross.

Keep going, the bottom line is already in sight.

The pass is ready!

With his sharp eyes, he caught a glimpse of his teammates outflanking him in the middle.

Just as I was about to get up, Zeng Zheng's previous explanation came to mind.

That one...

grass!

Fight hard to win!

He swung his right leg and made a pass.

Seeing this, Edu had no time to react. He quickly raised his left leg and tried his best to block the discussion.

However, the imagined obstruction did not happen.

After discussing with him to lift his right leg lightly, he dunked the ball lightly, passed Edu, and at the same time twisted around and took the ball towards the Brazilian team's penalty area.

At this moment, Bakari, who had been knocked over by Shanxi, also caught up and grabbed Shanshan's shoulders from behind, forcing him to slow down.

Looking at the restricted area line near Chi Chi, he decided to grit his teeth and continue moving forward.

One step, two steps...

Finally, a strong pulling force came from the opponent's arm.

The focus of deliberation about rushing out and taking the third step was instantly lost, and the whole person fell back.

Plop!!!

Dust was everywhere on the court.

With his face raised, he fell down from the air and his back fell firmly onto the turf.

"Beep! Beep beep beep beep beep~~~"

At the same time, the referee's whistle sounded quickly.

"Penalty kick!"

"The referee points his finger to the penalty spot!"

"Penalty kick!" Until this moment, the commentator on the stage finally couldn't control his emotions and shouted out in excitement.

Seeing the referee's penalty, the scene exploded instantly.

The Chinese youth team high-fived each other and cheered, while the Brazilian team came to the sidelines noisily and asked the fourth official to "explain" clearly.

"For discussion, please don't get up first and sit down for a while."

"Others, continue to surround the referee and separate the Brazilian players!"

"Don't use your hands, just use your body to block it!"

The penalty has been handed down, and Zeng Zheng does not allow temporary changes.

Amidst the noise of the players from both sides, Shao Jiayi came to the side of the discussion, scratched the back of his head and whispered.

"Brother Yi, look, this penalty kick..."

"I made this penalty kick, why should I give it to you?" Xiang Yang replied without thinking.

In order to make this penalty kick, I hesitated for a long time before making up my mind.

When he came on as a substitute, Zeng Zheng told him that if it didn't work, he would dive in the opponent's penalty area.

The discussion never got past this hurdle in my heart.

But now, in order to win, Xiang Yang had to "deliberately" fall down in the opponent's penalty area.

Based on the posture of falling to the ground just now, no one will doubt the authenticity of the opponent's foul.

"Brother Yi, look at me..."

"What are you looking at?" Xian Yang rolled his eyes, "You can score a goal with Kumba, but I was dragged over from behind by my opponent!"

[To be honest, I have been using the Huanyuan app recently to read and catch up on updates. It allows me to switch between sources and read aloud with many sounds. .huanyuanapp is available for Android and Apple.]

The discussion is correct.

Shao Jiayi fought hard to score Kumba's goal. Just now, he was planning to fall from the air. Otherwise, the referee would not be able to award a penalty kick so decisively.

"Brother Yi, first of all, I am the number one penalty kicker in the team..."

Under the deliberation and rhetorical questions, Shao Jiayi's expression gradually became serious and determined.

Following Shao Jiayi's gaze, he saw the Brazilian team's bench.

At this moment, there was chaos in front of the Brazilian coaching bench.

Merella had already rushed to the fourth official, shouting something loudly.

In the noisy stadium, Shao Jiayi's lips moved slightly, and his expression of discussion changed from disdain to seriousness.

"Oh my god, the Chinese team actually got a penalty kick at the last moment? What kind of fairy script is this?"

"Isn't this just a coincidence? Why is the Brazilian team so careless?"

"Falling? But it doesn't look like it! Who in the normal world can fall so realistically?"

"The Chinese team is so lucky. Not only was the draw not enough, they also got a penalty kick?"

Fans were talking a lot.

When everyone was almost finished discussing, they saw Shao Jiayi lifting the discussion from the ground.

After discussing, he picked up the ball from the ground and handed it to Shao Jiayi solemnly.

The latter took the ball and walked to the penalty spot alone.

"It's been discussed!"

The fans' eyes lit up.

"Shao Lai finally took the kick!"

The on-site commentator was also very excited.

So far, Shao Jiayi has scored 5 goals.

If this penalty kick is scored again, then the top scorer of this World Youth Championship will basically be his.

Seeing Shao Jiayi square the ball at the penalty spot, the fans gradually became quiet.

Zhu Guanghu and several assistant teachers had long held their breath and stared at the door with wide eyes.

Zeng Zheng also stood there without breathing, watching the "performance" of his disciples.

That's right, the game is no longer limited to just one game.

For the Chinese Youth Team and Shao Jiayi, this is more like a "show" to prove himself!

It's show time now, let these team members perform well!

Zeng Zheng just said nothing and just let the players choose who will take the penalty kick.

This penalty kick is not only an opportunity and a challenge, but also a burden of responsibility.

If the goal is scored, everyone is happy; if the goal is not scored, the player who takes the penalty kick will not only face the torture of self-blame, but also face slander from the outside world.

A penalty kick can make or break someone!

Seeing that Shao Jiayi had retreated, Zeng Zheng, who was hugging his shoulders, bit his nails subconsciously and began to think wildly in his mind.

Remember how you sang a song in your previous life?

"China has Shao Jiayi, penalty kick..."

Zeng Zheng was just halfway through his recollection when a deafening cry suddenly brought Zeng Zheng back to reality.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Before Zeng Zheng could react, a black figure appeared in front of him.

It’s Zhu Guanghu!

"Hahahahaha, Xiao Zeng, come in, come in!"

"Win! We won!!!"

Got in?

Won?

In less than half a second, Zeng Zheng also reacted.

He threw Zhu Guanghu aside and looked towards the court.

Shao Jiayi, who just stood in front of the penalty spot and took a deep breath, has long since disappeared, and there is an extra mountain of meat in the Brazilian team's penalty area.

"Come in!"

"The ball went in!"

"In the third minute of stoppage time for the China Youth Team, Shao Jiayi from Guoan scored the go-ahead goal!"

"This is Shao Jiayi's second goal in the game. Both goals for the China Youth Team were scored by Shao Jiayi!"

“It’s incredible!”

“From falling behind to tying up, and then overtaking!”

"What is foreseeable is that another shining star is rising in the Chinese team!!!"

Under the meat mountain, Shao Jiayi struggled to climb out.

Getting rid of the pull of his teammates, Shao Jiayi rushed to the sideline as quickly as possible.

But this time, he did not go to Zeng Zheng to report the good news immediately.

I saw him baring his teeth and claws, jumping like a gorilla in the circus, and then waving his arms, saying, "Come on, I'm fine! Look, I'm fine all over the body!!!"

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